Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Time passed minute by minute, and soon the back door of the car was opened, and Jōgō Rei, smelling of disinfectant, got in.

Vodka immediately shut his mouth and dared not make another sound.

"Oh, Vodka-kun is here too." Furuya Rei said in surprise.

He leaned lazily against the back of his chair, relaxed his body, and looked at the peaceful flow of people outside the window.

Vodka replied dryly, "I'm going to drive you to the airport."

After all, they had bought the plane tickets a few days in advance, so if they could send the person away quickly, he and his elder brother would feel more relaxed.

He couldn't stay where Tennessee was for a moment.

Furiya Rei turned his head to look at Gin and said with an ambiguous meaning, "Gin-kun always has the ability to turn every partner around him into a driving assistant."

Vodka held his breath, not daring to make a sound. He fiercely retorted in his heart, "He just loves driving for his big brother and being his little brother. What do you, a seriously ill Tennessee, know?"

When Tennessee's gaze suddenly drifted over, Vodka instantly cleared all thoughts from his mind.

Can't be bothered.

Gin was resting with his eyes closed, too lazy to open them, which showed that he was already used to the trash talk from that black mud.

"I'm certainly not as good as you. You always turn the people around you into dogs." Gin retorted sarcastically.

Fūya Rei propped up his chin and asked with a smile, "Are you talking about yourself, Gin?"

Gin's face darkened and his sharp eyes shot over as if he wanted to stab him to death.

Furiya Rei immediately sat down obediently, not making any noise. Perhaps it was the aftereffects of the poisoning, but he looked very tired and much more composed.

Gin's eyes rolled slightly under his eyelids, and he decided to send the troublemaker away and then go to the logistics department to get some non-lethal poison with no side effects.

Once Tennessee gets going, he'll take the guy down.

Fūya Rei leaned back in the back seat, staring out the window as if in a daze.

Rum's previous phone call and attitude showed that he would do his best to catch Hiro. Hiro, who wanted to go undercover smoothly, probably wouldn't run away anymore.

The two sides only need one step to meet.

In addition, he had just challenged the organization's rules at the organization's headquarters, cheated Chianti and Cohen, and indirectly cheated Rum, so he had to quickly go abroad to avoid the limelight.

——I have absolutely no intention of avoiding childhood contact!!

Of course, the most important thing is that he is planning to set up an organization. Judging from the hints in the comics, he knows a lot of information.

He has been staying in the organization's base camp and being closely watched by Gin and the others. It is difficult for him to take action. If he leaves any traces and loses the trust of the organization, all this good situation will be wasted.

This time when he leaves Japan, any problems with the organization's laboratories or industries under his name will have nothing to do with him.

He's overseas, so putting the blame on someone needs to be logical, right? If he really did it, then the organization's US branch would be the one to blame, right?

Fūya Rei looked at his own reflection in the car window, his eyes gradually brightened, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, adding a bit of high-spirited and righteous spirit.

When Gin looked at him keenly, he gave him a refreshing and hearty smile.

Gin turned his head away in disgust and said coldly: "Be normal."

Furuya Rei said sadly: "GIN-chan is so cruel to me."

"Click."

The safety was released, and Gin put the gun to his temple, his impatience revealing a coldness: "You'd better behave yourself, I don't have the patience of the boss."

Furuya Rei glanced at the overpass outside, thought for a moment, and said with a refreshing smile, "Okay."

Then, he opened the car door and rolled down without anyone noticing, then climbed up the bridge railing and jumped down at lightning speed.

stab-

The sound of the vehicle's forced braking was particularly harsh.

At the same time, all the cars passing by stopped.

A delivery boy on a motorcycle tried to hold back his anger, but he finally lowered his voice and yelled, "Good skills, young man!"

Inside the Porsche, Gin, with a frosty face, still held the gun in his hand, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

"Big, big brother, Tennessee was so mad at you that he jumped into the river!!" Vodka yelled like a lunatic, and it was obvious that he was shocked.

"Shut up, idiot." Gin's eyes twitched violently. Does he need me to be angry if Tennessee wants to commit suicide?

Can you speak?

He immediately ordered: "Go save people first."

Vodka reluctantly got out of the car to rescue the man, but when the police arrived, he still hadn't pulled the man out of the river.

Vodka: No way, it happened in less than three minutes, and in the city’s moat, where there was no way a shark could eat people, yet the commander disappeared?

He fluttered up onto the shore, looked at the small blue fish swishing its tail in his shoe, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that the conductor has turned into a bluefin tuna?"

"Who did you say turned into a mackerel?"

A ghostly voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Vodka was so frightened that he shuddered and ran away before he dared to look up.

This sight almost made Vodka's eyes pop out of his sockets.

Tennessee, dressed in a crisp outfit, leaned against the railing with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head in confusion. "Vodka-kun, are you possessed? Last time I heard you say you wanted to hire an onmyoji. Did you get one?"

"I didn't get an invitation... Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Vodka's face darkened as he grabbed the water plants off his head and demanded, "Didn't you jump into the river? How come your clothes are all dry?"

And from that angle, you can definitely see him floundering in the water at a glance, right?

You guy, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?

Vodka wised up for once and looked at Tennessee suspiciously.

Furiya Rei pointed slyly at the fishing net hanging under the bridge, a hint of smile flashing in his purple-gray eyes, and his tone was brisk and a little soft: "When I jumped down, I accidentally got caught in the fisherman's net."

He looked at Vodka and smiled even more brightly. "It took me a lot of effort to get out of the net. But Vodka, you're luckier than me. You entered the water smoothly."

He also gave a thumbs up to express his praise.

Vodka was so angry that he almost pulled out a gun.

This psychopath Tennessee must have done this on purpose!!

Brother, brother, please tell him!

Gin, who got out of the car to arrest someone, was speechless. He reached out and grabbed the back of Furuya Rei's collar, squeezing out a sentence through his teeth: "Can't you see the police are already at the scene?"

"And you, Vodka!"

Vodka shuddered and quickly climbed into the car. After Gin dragged someone who was causing trouble into the car, he immediately started the car and left. If he stayed for another second, he would feel that the broken fishing net was mocking him.

After Gin and the others left, a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department walked around the bridge, checked the safety of the surrounding facilities, and when no one was paying attention, he pulled up the worn fishing net and took it away.

Sure enough, there was a small black USB flash drive hanging from it.

The police officer's heart was pounding, and he cursed inwardly: "This brat is not afraid of the evidence falling into the water!"

He had no choice but to deal with the fishing net and leave quickly with his things.