Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"Ha, Moroboshi-sama, rye whiskey, haha..." Binga laughed crazily and sinisterly, "But what about the FBI rat! Are you old and hard of hearing? Gin!"

"Gin, do you want to listen to this crazy woman's nonsense?!"

Akai Shuichi still defended himself, saying that he didn't know how he was exposed and now that he was injured, his brain was working frantically, thinking about whether there was any possibility of getting out of here alive.

Toru Amuro and Kagemitsu Morobushi looked at each other secretly. They did not expect this situation to happen, but neither of them made excuses for Shuichi Akai, as they were not sure if the fire would burn on them.

Gin narrowed his eyes and stared at the mess...of Binga in front of him.

"And Scotland, the rats sent by the Metropolitan Police."

Binga stood up and turned around and slapped Morobushi Keimitsu and Amuro Toru in the face. Both of them didn't know why the man in front of them had already hit Hei Mai and wanted to hit them too.

And how was it exposed? Who is this person? !

All the questions had no one to answer them.

Zhu Fu Jingguang suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and secretly signaled to Amuro Toru not to reveal himself.

At the same time, he also became extremely alert to this woman? Man? Or was he abnormally alert? He must pass on the information about this person.

After receiving the hint from Morobushi Keimitsu, Toru Amuro suppressed his panic and pretended to be unhappy: "They are rats, why are you hitting me?"

"They are all rats, and you are not innocent either."

After hearing what Binga said, hope ignited in the hearts of the three people, and they came up with a bold idea at the same time.

There are three people who just got the code names. One is a rat, maybe it was an accident, two are maybe bad luck. If all three are rats, then the person who said they were rats has a problem, and this person seems to be mentally unstable.

Gin thought so too and gave Vodka a look.

Vodka didn’t know what was going on. Didn’t they know the new code members?

Why did it become like this?

But Binga is familiar with the organization and grew up in it, so he is definitely more trustworthy than someone who just got a code name halfway through.

Even if he doesn't get along with the eldest brother, but... isn't it just talk?

And now he is delivering performance to his elder brother!

Binga is a good colleague.

"Brother, he is a very powerful hacker and a member of the intelligence team. Maybe... he has some evidence." Vodka still defended Binga.

But Gin didn't believe it. Why didn't he give the evidence directly to Rum? He remembered that Binga was Rum's subordinate.

Vodka had been with Gin for so long that he knew what he was thinking, and he explained, "He... is a bit rebellious."

"Hey, he beat us up as soon as we got here, and even called us rats. What's going on?"

Toru Amuro looked at Binga angrily, acting like a victim who is not to be messed with.

"And, this..." Amuro Toru's brain was working frantically. For a moment, he didn't know whether to address the other person as a man or a woman. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Does this person have paranoid delusions?"

Binga was furious when he heard this. How could he tolerate being slandered by others when he was such an unruly person?

No matter whose territory this was, he forgot his mission here, took out another fake breast and threw it at Bourbon's face, then started to beat them one by one with his big arm.

Both of them have good fighting skills, but who is Binga? He has been dead.

He has long since given up on saving face.

"Hoo--Puff--"

As the two men were fighting in close combat, Bourbon spat on him.

What followed was a deadly series of stealing peaches under the moon and monkeys scratching the hair and face.

Amuro Toru couldn't stand up to it at all. In a normal fight, he would definitely be on par with the man in front of him, but...

He is shameless, but I want it myself!

The code name members present almost dropped their jaws.

I never thought that there are people who would spit in each other's faces during a fight, pull their belts, pull their hair, scratch their faces, and even pop their eyes...

Even more despicable than a fight between street thugs.

But...it was quite unexpected.

Even Gin's eyelids twitched, and he finally remembered who Binga was, the guy whose ambition grew on his lower eyelashes.

Although Gin didn't know how true Binga's words were, he still planted the seeds of doubt about the three bottles of whiskey.

I'll ask someone to check it out when I get back.

"Vodka, notify Rum and take his people away." Gin felt cold. He thought he would have more people working, but now three of them are disabled.

Two took physical damage.

One was under mental attack.

Gin sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette, waving to the people below and locking them all in the interrogation room.

The details of the three bottles of whiskey need to be further checked.

As for Binga, we were simply afraid that he would go crazy and hurt people.

Rum's people, including those with code names, cannot be killed openly.

The four of them were sent to the interrogation room together. Not long after, Curacao came hurriedly to rescue them. When he saw Gin, he nodded and greeted him. After learning about Binga's situation, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Shame!

So fucking embarrassing!

"I'm sorry, his mental state has been very unstable recently, and...the intelligence team that just got the three code names will continue to investigate and confirm the authenticity."

Crackling!

Binga was locked in the interrogation room and was so angry that he smashed the table and threw the chair, and glared at the surveillance camera and cursed.

"Gin, if you have the guts, just deal with Laozi. If Laozi gets out alive today, he will trample you down sooner or later."

"*******, Scotland is a rat of the Metropolitan Police Department, and Rye is a rat of the FBI. Time is evidence. Both of them are rats. Bourbon is definitely not innocent."

"Gin, use your walnut-like brain to think about it. Why can they join the organization halfway?"

Curacao stood at the door of Guan Binga's room, listening to the unbearable curses inside, and for a moment he felt that Gin had a really good temper.

This can be tolerated.

The door of the interrogation room was opened, and Binga had already dismantled the only table and stools in the room.

Binga raised the stool above his head and was about to smash it down when he saw Curacao standing at the door with a dark face. He was a little dazed for a moment. In his memory, this woman's mission was exposed and she was killed by Gin, and then he became Rum's confidant.

"Curaçao?"

"Binga, Rum asked you to be more obedient and get yourself in shape to do an undercover mission, and don't cause trouble for Gin."

Curacao spoke rudely and looked at Binga with a little...pity!

Noticing the change in Curacao's eyes and Gin's name, Binga lost his guard again, his expression became ferocious, "Bitch, what are you looking at?"

A big # sign popped up on Curacao's head, and he rushed to Binga as fast as he could and punched him in the stomach to calm him down.

Binga was hit unexpectedly, his face twisted, he grabbed Curacao's shoulders, yue——

Spit out a mouthful of gastric juice.