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

Officer Miyamura held the information in his hand for a long moment, speechless. He then said, "He's an FBI agent, and he used to write scripts for adult films, right?"

Officer Asahina threw up his hands helplessly: "This is indeed a sealed file from the FBI."

Miyamura: You were able to get the sealed information. You are so capable.

Today is also a day when I am worried that You Xunran will be assassinated.

But what matters is the content revealed in this information. Officer Miyamura is annoyed again by the students' outrageous behavior.

It’s bad enough that you spread true and false news, but you even hid it from the teacher, you heartless little bastard!

Moreover, FBI agents are too idle. They don't have any intelligence related to serious tasks, but their gossip can fill a book.

However, human experiments conducted by organizations must be taken seriously.

Officer Miyamura thought about it and decided to go talk to Vodka on his way to finish his mission in the afternoon!

Ever since Jyouya accidentally joined the organization, the intelligence released by the organization has become more and more outrageous. He cannot feel at ease unless he personally inquires about it.

Officer Miyamura picked up his cell phone and started sending messages to the students.

[Fraudster: What is kidnapping and coercion?]

Officer Miyamura didn't beat around the bush at all and just came out with a powerful attack.

Unfortunately, someone is on a plane and cannot receive this message.

Instructor Miyamura, who had been waiting for a long time for no response, looked at the unread message indication on the text message page and his face darkened.

When he didn't hear from the student, he realized that the guy had boarded a plane to the United States.

grass.

Officer Miyamura cursed softly. The organization's scientific research was far ahead of the world, and things like promoting cell healing and genetic research and modification were common.

But it just doesn’t benefit mankind (very sad)!

He was extremely annoyed.

Fortunately, Shigetani's methods were impressive, making the organization wary and fearful of him, yet reluctant to part with his talent. This resulted in his position within the organization being comparable to that of high-ranking officials like Gin, though without the real power. This also ensured that the organization wouldn't easily use inferior tactics against him.

Officer Miyamura was waiting for news anxiously. As long as he confirmed from the students that the organization was conducting such experiments, he would immediately take people to destroy it.

The Black Organization did not remain calm for long today.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the action teams in Tokyo received Gin's mission email, including Cohen and Chianti who were punished.

[Come to the Nissho Neurological Research Center Sanatorium. Time limit: immediately! Mission objective: Snipe all enemies within sight.]

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The entire Black Organization's action team in Tokyo did not dare to delay at all and immediately set off for the sanatorium.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, the entire Black Organization task force had arrived and contacted Gin who was trapped inside.

Gin's black trench coat was tattered, and his once-soft, light-blond hair was stained with blood, leaving it disheveled. He was huddled in a ball in the ventilation duct, looking incredibly miserable.

Gin listened attentively to the noise outside, and Vodka's screams reached his ears.

"Ah, stop shocking me, stop shocking me. I already told you I'm not sick."

"You're still giving me acupuncture, wait for my big brother to come and beat you to death!"

"It hurts so much! You must have been accurate with your acupuncture, you idiot! You even poked my bone."

"what--"

Gin's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, and he carefully took out his cell phone to direct the rescue team.

The sanatorium also reacted quickly. When Chianti and his men sniped the security guards and broke into the gate, the director saw that the situation was not right and immediately arranged for bodyguards to take action.

"It's a gangster organization from the island country. Humph, they actually dared to set their sights on us. Go and show them how powerful we are." The dean ordered.

At the same time, he asked the vice president to cut off the signal within one thousand meters of the medical center and arranged for people to set up a cordon to prevent uninformed people from breaking in.

No matter how remote the hospital is, there is no guarantee that no one will pass by.

It is best not to attract the attention of the righteous side to the struggles in the other world.

Faced with the fire suppression from the sanatorium, the action team that was good at assassination was unable to break through for a while, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Chianti fired a sniper rifle and saw the man on the other side quickly dodge and throw a bomb at Ireland, who was hiding in the shadows. He said angrily with a pale face, "Is this hospital a military factory for some yakuza organization?"

There is something wrong with these bodyguards. They look well-trained and are as good as those who have graduated from the organization’s training camp.

After Calvados shot one man in the head, he looked at the men carefully and said in disbelief, "These people look a bit like Mexican drug cartels."

Ireland's terrified voice came through the headset: "I almost got blown up, but luckily I'm fine. Are you talking about the Harris Organization?"

Calvados said affirmatively, "Yes. Gin and I once went to hunt down a traitor who had fled to Mexico and had dealings with the Harris Organization."

"Do they have any dealings with the organization?" Cohen asked.

Calvados pulled the trigger and shrugged. "Yes. As you know, although our organization doesn't deal in drugs, some of the drugs we produce are very popular with certain groups."

This statement is not ambiguous at all, it can be said to be explicit.

Chianti rolled his eyes. Those guys in the research institute had a cold air about them. Who knew what they were researching all day? The interrogation team, on the other hand, often went there to get medicine.

Whether it's truth serum, brainwashing injections, addictive control drugs, or anything else, they all make people feel chilled, so it's normal for the Harris organization to be tempted.

"What the hell is Gin doing? Why hasn't he come out yet?" Chianti said unhappily.

She stared at the opposite side through the scope. Fortunately, the weather was good today with a light breeze, which did not affect her sniping.

Calvados adjusted the magnification of his sniper rifle's scope and jokingly said, "Maybe he's going to fly the helicopter to prepare for a sweep."

The only one in the action team who often caused a big scene was Gin. He was very skilled in assassination, whether it was a covert assassination or a spectacular assassination that killed everyone.

And Gin was indeed preparing to leave through the ventilation duct and mobilize the bombers in the nearby ammunition depot.

No matter how powerful he is, he cannot fight against the medical institute with an entire arsenal alone.

Gin stared deeply at the dean in the blind spot, his anger rising. Tennessee really screwed him over!

At this time, on a plane flying to the United States.

The dozing Rei Furutani suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up his cell phone and took a look. It was 15:58 Tokyo time.

It will be soon. We will be able to destroy the drug traffickers’ strongholds that have taken root in our country.

By the way, let’s try to see if we can reduce the number of members of the action team with names and surnames in the comics before the plot begins.

The corners of Fūya Rei's mouth curled up, and his eyes became bottomless in an instant.

Matsuda, Hagiwara, Hiro, monitor...

In a trance, he seemed to see four people surrounding 29-year-old Amuro Toru in the light, chattering and asking him how he was doing.

"I'm very good."

He replied gently for the other him.

Me and the world.

Everything will be fine.

So, take the world and break free from fate.