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Chapter 248 Insomnia?(1/2)

Hinata Reasonable: "?"

What is Gin going back? It’s inexplicable.

The message he sent was clearly asking...wait.

Combined with the previous words, Gin's reply suddenly became unexplained.

Hinata Riki: "…"

He moved his eyes to look at the tablet and found that the two guys were doing very well, so he pressed the phone and replied simply: [?]

[The premise is wrong, I have never hated you.] Gin replied again, and expanded it thoughtfully, and defended it. [I have not deliberately assigned you a difficult task.]

Then I asked, [Are you recalling your own tasks?]

Hinata Reasonable: "."

Is the important premise "disgust" or "hard tasks"? No, he is obviously a "extra-routine member of the organization"!

He asked back: [Am I very arrogant?]

Why did Gin think that the message he sent refers to himself? Is he particularly arrogant?

It's impossible. He is obviously a super good subordinate, a super good colleague, and a super good subordinate.

It is super fast when doing tasks, and is super useful when doing enemies. It often reflects on what you do to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. How can you be arrogant?

A few minutes later, Gin replied: [Not arrogant.]

It took a few minutes to reply, either hesitating, hesitating, or hesitating.

Gin may have also found that he had been hesitating for too long, so he sent another message to explain: [I am doing a task.]

Then a phone call came.

Hinata quietly looked at the vibrating cell phone and answered the phone calmly.

There was a whistling wind on the other end of the phone, and the sound of car tires rubbing against the ground that were constantly passing by, which should be near the viaduct.

"Good noon," Gin said lightly first, and then simply changed the time, "It's almost eleven o'clock on your side?"

The layout of this room is similar to that of Miyanoya. It is all white in overall design, but there is a bookshelves and some sports tools. Hinata looked at it a few times, turned around and walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet.

Amid the sound of the water, he first conveyed a message to Gin, "I met Hero when I was doing the mission. The message just now refers to Hero."

Then he calmly said: "You can start to defend yourself."

Gin: “…”

"Sorry, I thought you were referring to yourself." Gin apologized in a straightforward tone, explaining in a plain tone, "You said in the message, 'His ability is excellent', and I thought it was referring to the best one."

This is indeed.

The reason was sufficient. Hinata Yori pulled the water with his hand, so that the sound of the water flow changed, and then turned a blind eye to skip this, turning aside, focusing on the focus, "What task are you doing?"

It is noon in Tokyo time now, and the tasks that connect with the mission target are usually in the evening. When the sky is a little dark, trade in places that cannot be shrouded in.

At this time, what Gin is doing should be a cleaning task?

"A new mouse was found," Gin said, "I was waiting for him at his transfer site."

Why are there rats again?

Hinata Yori swallowed this sentence back, and suddenly heard a panic-like footsteps approaching quickly, followed by the metal collision of a bunch of keys and the sound of opening the car door in a hurry.

Gin's voice suddenly became cold and cold, "That guy is here."

As he finished speaking, there were clear and neat gunshots coming from there, which overlapped with the gunshots from the tablet in the bedroom, forming a stress effect. Hinata sighed calmly, and he put his phone on the sink and began to wash.

After the gunshot, there was the sound of human beings being injured. The mouse wailed in disbelief: "How come you, how come you are here?!"

There were also a few sounds of the doors closing quickly, and then a very low vodka sound came.

"Boss, this guy has no documents on his body, nor in the car."

It's not on your body, and it's not on the car, where else can it be? It's already handed over to other guys?

Gin frowned, keeping his right hand holding the phone unchanged, and spoke coldly amid the sound of water coming from the phone, "Where is the file?"

"What, what file?" The mouse crawled on the ground a few times. The shot just now hit the guy's thigh, directly cutting off the guy's escape ability and possibly hitting the artery, so a steady stream of blood gushed out, leaving drag-like blood marks on the dry ground.

This guy was struggling dyingly, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"Belmode has transferred a group of organizational members to New York. Have you seen them?" Gin first asked her phone, then changed her tone without changing her eyebrows, and said coldly, "I can save your life after handing over the documents and the connector."

On the phone, Hinata Riori's somewhat careless response came from his phone, "I've seen it, what's wrong?"

The response was quick, the pronunciation was very clear, and it didn't look like washing up at all.

The traitor on the ground looked at him with fear, as if he was looking at a lunatic, "...I really don't know what kind of document it is!"

Don’t cry until you see the coffin.

Gin raised her gun, just in case, first asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Isn't it possible that Hinata Hinata fell asleep in the pool as soon as he fired a shot?

He didn't think so much when he fired the first shot. He heard the sound of Hinata washing up, and then he realized again that Hinata was not in Tokyo now, but in New York, which was already late at night.

"I'm not sleepy, I'm very awake now," Hinata's sound of pronunciation sound came from the other end of the phone again, and then paused for a moment, with the sound of water rinsing his mouth, "I may lose insomnia later."

Insomnia?

Gin stared at the traitor, raised her hand to point her right hand, and shot her directly. Amid the sudden screams of humans, he helped to give advice lightly, "You are still in Tokyo now? The time difference between New York and Tokyo is very large. You must adjust it as soon as possible and maintain adequate sleep."

“There are sleeping pills on Belmode.”

Then he asked the traitor in a concise manner, "document, connector."

"... Files, the file is really not here with me!" The traitor said in horror. He wailed and covered his right hand, and tried to squirm on the ground, trying to climb to the back of the car.

"No," Hinata retorted casually, and the sound of running water stopped, "It's too dangerous to take sleeping pills in a strange place."

"and……"

He paused and did not say anything.

"And, your medicine is low. If you take sleeping pills, you will sleep longer than normal people." Gin Jiu answered, and he raised his hand again, firing a shot without blinking.

This time, the bullet hit the traitor, but the land on the side of the traitor, almost passing by the other party's body. The other party immediately stopped wriggling and looked over in cold sweat.

Gin asked in a plain tone: "Who did you hand over the documents?"

The traitor's face turned pale and he let out several breaths.

There was a banging gunshot from the cell phone. At first, the distance was a little far, but then it suddenly became closer, almost pressing on the phone, Gin said, "What are you doing?"

After saying that, he fired a shot again without changing his face, "Say."

"…!" The traitor gritted his teeth and struggled for a moment, and whispered, "I don't know the specific origin of that group of people, but they shouldn't be a note."

Still defending.

Gin shot impatiently, banged the guy again, "Tell me the point."

"I feel like you are interrogating me." Hinata gave a simple evaluation, "I am looking at the task recorder, and that group of members of the organization are simply..."

He thought about it and said, "Belmode transferred some guys from Tokyo to New York," which shows that the group members of the organization were likely to be under Gin before, and directly complaining about the waste was very sarcastic.

So I tried to tactfully say: "Let me deeply realize the diversity of human species."

Then he immediately comforted him, "But he has good escape ability and good obedience to orders. He is worthy of being a Tokyo guy."

He has good escape ability, which refers to the first unknown guy. Even though most of the bullets were lost, they were hit by front and back, and injured, but he had a strong desire to survive.

It is also a praising that his good obedience is also a praising. Most members of the organization will be frightened when they hear him starting the meter. After they react, all living people will obey his orders. The difference is just the time of hesitation.

As for those who did not obey the orders... that was not considered the category of "all living people".

"I'm only responsible for the operation team." Gin explained, and he suddenly fired, smashing the land next to the traitor and repeating the words just now, "Say."

traitor:"!"

"They... they gave me this," he gritted his teeth, unbuttoned his belt with his complete left hand, and hooked a packet of white powder from his pants. "We met in the library, and all I know is this."

Volt took the bag of powder before, and he opened the package, grabbed a small handful and checked it. He quickly finished the inspection, and looked up with a relaxed look, "Brother, he is the real one."

No wonder this guy said it was definitely not a Tiaozi. Tiaozi would not trade with such things. Only people from black organizations or gray areas would pay with such best-selling rewards.

If it’s not a note, the troubles of things will be reduced.

Gin's brows loosened, "The meeting place, the appearance of the headman, your code."

He heard a strange voice that was obviously lowered from the other end of the phone, "It's close to the mission target."

A few seconds later, Hinata Riki casually said casually: "At seven o'clock, someone is shooting."

Then, the other party said keenly: "Real? Guns? Black and White Drugs?"

I'm asking about Gin.

"White drug," Gin replied, frowned again, "Are you guiding other members of the organization to do tasks?"

It is not right that I am willing to give up the task instead of making a clear schedule and picking fruits one by one in extreme food protection!
To be continued...
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