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Chapter 954: Because its unprofessional not to burn(2/2)

When Gin was taking out a cigarette just now, from his perspective, he thought Gin was really taking out a cigarette, but he didn't expect that he was taking out a pistol.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we have spies within a 500-meter radius of this building."

"If there is a suspicious vehicle approaching, we will know it immediately."

Gin put the pistol hidden behind the car door back into the holster under the creaking nest, and said: "Confirm the plan for the last time, you can talk about it."

Reina Mizuno introduced expressionlessly: "The time is 13 o'clock, the location is Eddie P, and I, who is responsible for visiting the DJ, will guide him to that location..."

Just as he was talking, another car drove to the other side of the Citroën with the low roar of its engine.

The car window slowly rolled down, it was Chianti and Cohen.

Shui Wulian's eyes were surprised. She clearly remembered Qin Zhibo saying that he was the sniper involved in this operation.

"Chianti... Even Cohen is here, which is really reassuring."

"This assassination depends entirely on you. Don't let the bullets fly to me."

The surprise and uneasiness were quickly calmed down by Shui Wu Reina, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said complimentary words to Wolong and Fengchu.

But Chianti looked displeased and seemed ungrateful.

Cohen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stuck his head out and explained dully: "This time, it wasn't us who did it, it was another person..."

"Someone else?"

Shui Wu was puzzled for a moment, and the sound of the window being lowered was heard from the back seat of the Porsche on the other side.

"It's me who did it this time."

"The new member of the organization, Michael..."

Behind the dark car window, a foreign man with blond curly hair appeared, nonchalantly introducing himself to Shui Wulian.

Seeing "Michael", Shui Wu Lina couldn't help but smile.

Now it's all right.

"Then it's up to you."

The other party responded coldly, "Yeah...but you must lead the target to the center of my sight."

Qin Zhibo did not choose to communicate too much with Shui Wuliani.

He met her face to face just to reassure her, and told her through code words that she could just carry out the assassination plan.

Qin Zhibo was about to raise the car window when Chianti, who was sitting across the car, seemed to have sharp eyes. He noticed something and immediately shouted.

"Wait a moment!"

She hurriedly got out of her Dodge Viper sports car, ran outside the Porsche, and looked angrily at Belmode, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating in the car window.

"Hey! What's this?"

"Why didn't I know that this woman would also appear here! This vicious woman who took Calvados out without authorization and watched him being killed!"

Chianti angrily slammed the car door, very unhappy with Belmode's arrival.

But before she could vent her dissatisfaction, Gin on the front seat said coldly, "Get back in the car," which made Chianti feel a little embarrassed.

Gin explained: "Belmod came here just in case."

"But……"

Chianti also wanted to refute, but Gin directly brought out a more important person, "This is also the order given by that adult."

Upon hearing the name of "that adult", Chianti could only say "cut", gritted his teeth and returned to his car.

Hearing this, Qin Zhibo was shocked inside.

Belmode was sent by the organization boss to join this plan?

This is of course, the organization boss knows that there are no "cronies" of his in this operation, so he must prepare a backup plan.

If Gin had thought more about it, how could the boss of the organization be so distrustful of his "cronies" and would have doubts about his identity.

It seems that staying in the organization is not a long-term solution...

"It's almost time, should we set off?"

Belmod, who was in the back row, took out his windproof lighter, lit a women's slim cigarette, and puffed out a smoke ring.

"Well, let's go."

Gin gave an order, and the three cars drove out of the underground parking lot in order.



Coming out of the underground parking lot, the three vehicles split into two groups.

The white Citroën went all the way alone, and Sui Wu Reina had to return to the TV station, meet up with colleagues from the TV station, and then take the TV station's car to the interview location.

As for Gin and his gang, they have to get to "Eddie P" first, which is Abeido Park.

On the way to the park, Qin Zhibo looked at the Seven Star cigarettes held in Ginjiu's mouth and smoked one after another.

Gin seems to be an old smoker and smokes very hard.

At this time, Qin Zhibo needed something from Gin Jiu to complete his plan.

Cigarettes are obviously the best thing to get from Gin.

Just as Qin Zhibo was about to ask for one, Ginjiu suddenly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to his back.

"This is a photo of the target."

Gin gave Michael Domon Yasuki's photo to help him identify targets in the crowd.

Although this step seems a bit redundant depending on the strength of the boss's cronies, it's never wrong to prepare more.

But what he didn't expect was that Michael took one look at the photo, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the photo on fire.

Gin frowned.

"What are you doing?"

Michael shook the burning photo in his hand, seemingly to fan the flames.

"Burn the photos."

Gin's brows furrowed even more.

"Why burn it?"

Michael replied calmly.

"Because it's not professional if you don't burn it."

Gin: "..."

When the photo was burned to the last small piece, Michael grabbed the corner and threw the little photo along the crack of the car window.

The rest of the photo was swaying in the wind. It was swept several times in the air by the wind brought by the car, and fell to the ground within a few seconds.

It had rained in the morning, so the streets were not completely dry at this time and there was still some water.

The photo was stuck to the ground by the tension of the water surface, and no matter how fast the vehicle beside it was, it could not be blown away.

Until a figure walked slowly from the sidewalk, bent down, and picked up the remaining corner of the burned photo.
Chapter completed!
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