"What does your search for Farabin have to do with me, Shi Mo Mi? Just ask the police to rescue me."

Shi Mo Mi did not answer directly, but wiped the gun and threw it on the table, then went back to the warehouse and lay down neatly on the ground. He looked peaceful, and he could be put in a coffin and covered with a lid the next second.

Gin suddenly understood what others said, how it felt when his own child became very rebellious for no reason.

He was silent for a while, and finally picked up the bag with banknotes beside him and walked away quickly. What could he do? He couldn't say anything, and he was spending the organization's money fiercely.

If Vodka knew, he would probably have the courage to tell the truth: "It's not the organization's connivance!"

Back in the car, Gin threw the bag on the back seat, and then went back to the co-pilot to light a cigarette.

Chianti's sports car didn't want to take anyone with him, and Amuro Toru was sitting in the back seat of the Porsche. He just heard several gunshots, and now he saw the bag full of splattered blood, and his heart was beating fast. Gin wouldn't get shot in anger just because he couldn't get Shi Mo Mi, a good seedling, right?

Amuro Toru pretended to be calm and asked: "Why didn't you call us for support when there was a fight just now?"

Gin, who had a unilateral fight with a poor guy, stared at Amuro Toru through the rearview mirror and said sinisterly: "Put away your curiosity, Bourbon."

Gin, who was in a bad mood to begin with, now didn't even want to bring Bourbon back to the city, and found an intersection and threw him off.

Amuro Toru stood on the side of the road, watching the Porsche and Dodge Viper speeding away, and couldn't understand why Gin came to save him. Could it be that he wanted to rob the robbers, take the robbed money, and bring himself out by the way? The more Amuro Toru thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

Chianti's car Dodge Viper 1996 SRT-10 GTS

Although there are still some things that don't make sense, in the end, Amuro Toru's concern for Shi Mo Mi still overshadowed his doubts.

After confirming that there were no other people monitoring him and that he did not have any extra monitoring equipment, Toru Amuro took out a small communication device.

Leaning against a big tree, Toru Amuro connected the call. After checking the key, the person who answered the call obviously changed.

The voice on the other end was full of teasing: "You escaped by yourself? Not bad, Zero."

"Actually, I was rescued by the people of that organization. They knocked out the robbers and took away the stolen money and me. I will talk about this in detail later. According to the time, your rescue operation should be over, right? Is the child okay?"

"You don't look injured. What about you? The robbers shot me in the car."

"I'm fine, just a scratch. She bandaged me. I don't know why she carries so many messy things on her."

The person on the other end said from a distance, "See, wasn't it like this before, so mysterious?", Amuro Toru didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"Nothing, I saw you turned off the location, where are you now, do you need me to pick you up?"

"At the intersection with a cherry tree on the outskirts of the city, thank you for your help." Amuro Toru suddenly remembered the gun he had thrown into the warehouse, "The gun I took today is still in the warehouse."

"P230?"

"Yes."

"It has been recovered, and the bullets inside have been emptied. This needs to be investigated in detail. I'll pick you up first."

After hanging up the call, the curly-haired man adjusted his sunglasses, which were used to show off, and took out all the cigarettes in his pocket and put them in the girl's hand: "You win, he really didn't recognize it."

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