Coroner Ke Xue

Chapter 666 Brother, I’m always here!

"Yes, we are all undercover."

"In order to frame Vodka, Curacao provided false information without the knowledge of Mr. Rum."

"And Bourbon, Kiel, and I cooperated with the inside and outside of the stronghold and used technical means obtained from unknown sources to hack into Gin's remote camera. Finally, we joined forces to stun the vodka and destroy the micro-cameras we carried. A listening device was installed on his suit."

Ireland does not shy away from telling the truth.

No cover-up at all.

but

"Vodka, do you believe this?"

Vodka: "."

Sherlock Holmes once said, eliminate all impossibilities, and the remaining one, no matter how incredible, is true.

so.

"Am I really an undercover agent??"

Vodka held his head in despair.

There were ferocious streaks of blood in his eyes:

"No"

This is of course even more impossible, so:

"That's right, the four of you are undercover agents!"

"Brother, do you believe me that our organization has been infiltrated and all undercover agents are here!!"

Vodka unflinchingly reveals the truth.

But his hysterical appearance like a mad dog will only make people think that he is jumping over the wall and biting randomly.

"Vodka."

Gin muttered what he wanted to say, but his throat was so tight that he couldn't make a sound.

In the end, there was only a sigh:

"farewell."

"Wait, big brother!!"

Vodka knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face:

"You believe me"

"We've known each other for so many years."

"Even if I betray the organization, I will not betray you!!"

Gin's movement of raising the gun paused quietly.

He hesitated after all.

Although the witnesses and physical evidence are all present now, and the evidence chain is complete, even if it comes to a fair trial in court, the case will be concluded without any doubt.

But Gin still has one point of concern:

That was Vodka’s “motive.”

Vodka's motive is somewhat implausible.

Why on earth did he betray the organization and his big brother?

Is it really just about the money, the special pardon from the Japanese police, and being able to retire comfortably and be a good person?

This was not the Vodka he knew, the honest boy who valued loyalty above all else.

Could it be that I really saw the wrong person?

In fact, Vodka has been a scheming villain from the very beginning, who is both treacherous and loyal, and wise but foolish. He has been playing a simple, honest and harmless role in front of him for more than ten years?

He, Gin, was actually fooled by Vodka's acting skills?

Their previous brotherly loyalty was all fake?

Thinking of this, Gin inevitably hesitated again.

"."

He was silent for a while.

Finally, he slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun.

"What are you doing, Gin?!"

Ireland looked over rudely:

"Do you want to protect this traitor?"

"Gin."

Curacao also frowned warily:

"Don't be stupid-"

"Mr. Rum is still waiting for your results!"

Gin was still silent.

The atmosphere quickly became tense and delicate.

Everyone even had a vague idea of absurdity:

Gin won't be too attached to vodka because of him.

Were you also forced to betray the organization?

"enough."

"Close your eyes."

Gin expressed his attitude sternly:

"I'm not harboring traitors."

"I just think there's no need to rush to kill people now—"

"Vodka has too much confidential information in his hands. It is necessary for me to interrogate him to find out what information he has betrayed to the CIA and the Japanese public security before he is completely eliminated."

The implication is that Vodka's execution should be suspended and he should be imprisoned for trial.

"Brother!" Vodka was immediately moved to tears.

"But that's not what Mr. Rum meant!"

Curacao is in direct opposition to this.

"I will personally ask Mr. Rum for instructions on this matter, so you don't need to worry about it!"

Gin also completely stopped pretending.

Even though his excuse was high-sounding.

But everyone present knew very well:

"Gin is still soft-hearted."

"Even with so much evidence in front of him, it still couldn't make him completely give up his vodka fantasy."

The depth of the relationship between gin and vodka is somewhat unexpected.

No one expected that Gin, who was as cold-blooded and ruthless as a killing machine, would be as weak, hesitant, and emotional as ordinary people at critical moments, trapped by the so-called brotherhood.

"It seems that we need to push gin again."

"Come and confirm Vodka's undercover identity."

The undercover agents exchanged glances calmly.

They had already gone through Mr. Noah's planning and arrangements, combined with the CIA and the Japanese public security forces, reviewed the script and made plans in advance, and they all behaved very calmly at this moment.

Bourbon, Kir, and Ireland came forward to argue with Gin and attract his attention with Vodka.

Curacao quietly put his fingers behind his back and made a secret gesture to the remote camera in the cell.

Then, the next second.

Just when Gin was determined to keep Vodka alive, Vodka knelt down in front of Gin with a look of emotion.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

Outside the window, from far to near, there was the roar of a car engine.

The sound was vague at first, but quickly formed a wave in a short period of time.

Finally, the sound flooded over without concealment and surrounded the secret stronghold.

What can be seen through the narrow window of the cell is a murderous armed convoy:

"Quick, quick, take action!"

"Gin and the others are in this stronghold now!"

Tu Qiong Dajian's shouting sounded outside the window.

Then dozens of car doors opened simultaneously.

Heavily armed police officers and CIA investigators poured out like a flood.

"hateful!"

Mr. Bourbon's face darkened:

"Our position has been exposed again!"

"It's vodka!"

Miss Keel glared seamlessly:

"This damn traitor"

"He had already used the eavesdropping device he had hidden on his body to contact the Japanese police behind our back!"

"asshole!!"

Ireland was even more furious and took out his pistol:

"Okay Vodka, why do you keep messing around here?"

"It turns out you are stalling for time, waiting for your reinforcements to come over and kill us all!"

"There's no time for that now."

Curacao was the calmest.

But her tone was also the coldest:

"We have to break out, Gin."

"You don't want to take this traitor on the road again, do you?"

"This" Vodka's big face froze.

He had only been happy for two minutes, and he still hoped that with the blessing of his elder brother, he could be vindicated.

Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly reversed:

A group of "rescue soldiers" suddenly appeared outside the stronghold, which further confirmed his identity as a traitor.

And the worst thing is that the suddenly bad security situation will force Gin to no longer be able to protect his little brother.

Because as Curacao said:

Breaking through requires hard work.

Who would trust a "ghost" standing by their side when fighting the enemy desperately?

If the vodka is not taken away, he will be "rescued" by the Japanese police.

If you take him to escape with you, you have to guard against this "ghost" suddenly stabbing you in the back.

So there is only one best option:

"Kill him, Gin!"

It's over.

Vodka's face is full of despair:

Now he is covered in yellow mud and his crotch is falling down. He is either shi or shi.

But he really didn't want to die so inexplicably under the name of a traitor.

"Big, big brother."

"You believe me, believe me."

"I really didn't ask for these notes!"

Vodka gritted his teeth and stared at Bourbon and the others and said:

"It's him, it's them!"

"They are the ones who betrayed you, brother!"

Gin didn't answer.

"Gin!"

Ireland was also torturing him loudly on the other side:

"We don't have time to waste."

"Do you really want to run away with this traitor and let him continue to stab us in the back?"

Gin was still silent.

Today he was silent more than any other day.

At this critical moment that is so urgent yet so entangled,

Vodka finally broke out and shouted:

"Brother, take me with you!"

"You don't need to give me any weapons, just let me go in front to help you clear the way and block bullets for you!"

"If I make any move, with your shooting skills, brother, you can kill me at any time!"

"That way, even if I die, I won't have any complaints."

"But if you can"

Vodka gritted his teeth with red eyes.

He was extremely angry and looked at Bourbon, Kiel, Ireland, and Curacao:

"If possible, I would rather die under the enemy's gun."

"So, big brother"

"Let me take a bullet for you!"

"Even if I die today, I will use my life to let you see clearly——"

"Who is the traitor who betrayed the organization?"

Vodka gritted his teeth and let out his final roar.

He decisively gave up everything.

He just wants to die for the organization and die for his big brother.

He will use his life to finally contribute to his big brother!

"Vodka, you"

Gin took a deep breath and finally made a decision:

"Let's go, let's break out together."

"Gin, are you kidding me!"

"Have we not suffered enough from this traitor?!"

"It's my decision."

"If something goes wrong, I promise."

"I would shoot him through the head myself."

"Damn you! After the breakout, I will tell Mr. Rum all these things!"

Ireland gnashed his teeth and roared behind him.

But Gin still insists on escorting Vodka out of the cell, and wants to break out of the encirclement with this little brother who carries the name of "the mole".

Faced with this situation, Ireland and others could only follow helplessly.

"Be careful, brother."

While Vodka walked quickly in front of Gin, he did not forget to pay careful attention to Ireland and others behind him:

"We'll see what happens next."

"I will use my life to prove that I did not betray my brother."

"And when those traitors see that their plan has failed, they will tear off their masks and attack you directly, brother!"

"I know."

Gin replied lukewarmly.

But his eyes were still firmly fixed on Vodka, and he did not watch out for the real undercovers as the loyal minister Vodka expected.

Because although Gin was vaguely aware that something was wrong, he doubted that Vodka would betray himself for money.

But at the same time, he couldn't believe that his four colleagues were all undercover agents.

What's more, even if Gin really believed such a ridiculous accusation, Vodka was really framed by these four undercover agents.

He didn't have the ability to fight one against four and escape alive from the joint backstabbing of Bourbon, Kiel, Ireland and Curacao!

How can we still play this game when all our teammates are undercover?

It’s useless to be on guard.

So just don't be careful.

Gin just wanted to focus on Vodka right now.

Let’s see if vodka can really die as generously as he said and use death to realize one’s ambition.

in the case of:

Then he at least saw Vodka's loyalty clearly.

Even if he was stabbed to death by four undercover agents in the end, he died with his most loyal brother.

if not:

He can also completely give up on vodka.

When eliminating this traitor, you can not show any nostalgia.

"Vodka"

"What on earth would you do?"

At this moment, Gin didn't know which ending he should expect.

He just waited quietly, waiting for the enemy to appear, waiting for vodka's final performance.

And just then.

Click——

The organization's stronghold, which was originally brightly lit, suddenly fell into darkness in an instant.

The enemy seems to have cut off the power.

The lights disappeared and the passage was dark.

Before Gin and the others had time to react, there was another burst of messy and dense footsteps in front of them:

"Turn on the night vision goggles and put on the gas mask."

"Tear gas, release it!"

These enemies were clearly prepared.

They surrounded the stronghold and cut off the power supply. Before anyone appeared in front of Gin and the others, they threw several tear gas canisters to clear the way.

"Come in!"

"Gin and the others are right here."

"Try not to shoot, give priority to catching the alive ones!"

There were sounds of footsteps, breathing, and shouting.

The enemy came from the darkness.

Gin and others were almost forced into a desperate situation.

There are no lights in the aisles, and the smoke from tear gas blocks the view, so "can't see" is no longer an exaggeration here.

They all lost their vision and couldn't see anything.

You can only judge the direction by sound and fight the enemy by intuition.

At this time, you couldn't turn on the flashlight or even shoot casually.

Because experienced old agents all know:

To be the first to turn on a light and fire a gun in the dark is to use firelight to point the direction to the enemy.

The enemy's guns were obviously more numerous and more powerful than theirs.

The aisle is cramped and there is nowhere to dodge, so even the sunset red marksmanship of the soldiers is difficult to miss.

Taking the initiative to reveal your position at this time is turning yourself into a bright target.

"Damn."

Gin sensed something was wrong.

It wasn't that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape.

Because even without a pistol, he was confident that he could kill these few soldiers blocking the way with hand-to-hand combat alone.

But the problem is:

Now that he had lost his vision, he couldn't fire at will, and he had to be busy guarding against enemy attacks amidst the noise.

The "ghost" Vodka, who was standing not far in front of him, escaped his control easily.

If Vodka took advantage of the chaos and escaped, he might not be able to stop him.

This bastard.

It was as if the Japanese police had negotiated with Vodka in advance to cooperate with him, the "conspirator".

"Vodka——"

Gin took the risk of exposing his position and couldn't help but shouted:

"Come here!!"

He was instinctively worried that he would not get any response.

He was worried that he would be captured by mistake, and then he saw Vodka put on the face of a traitor who was a villain, standing with a group of Japanese police officers, and appeared arrogantly in front of him.

But what is unexpected is.

"Brother, I'm here!"

"I'm still here, I've always been here!"

The sound of vodka penetrated the darkness and appeared in Gin's ears.

Gin temporarily put down his guard against vodka and fought side by side with him.

The two quickly broke out of the encirclement and broke through the darkness.

And this time they left.

"Stop, stop, stop."

"Everyone, please stop fighting."

"The gin and 'vodka' are gone."

Mr. Bourbon shouted softly.

This stronghold corridor, which was originally filled with loud killing noises, suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

"Kazemi? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No, Mr. Bourbon."

"Ms. Minashi, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Everyone even started to greet each other.

Several CIA investigators, Japanese police officers, and cadres of organizations such as Bourbon, Kiel, Ireland, and Curacao at the scene seemed to have become a happy family.

It was as if their desperate fight just now was just a show.

The air becomes quieter.

There was only one man left who moaned angrily and unwillingly:

"Ni Nimeng, these people have weak souls"

His speech was slurred and as light as a mosquito.

It wasn't until Bourbon fumbled and took out the ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth that he cursed loudly:

"You are indeed all in the same group, Bourbon!"

"Ha ha."

He was answered with a chuckle:

"You guessed it right, vodka."

"Didn't we admit it before? It's just Gin who doesn't believe it."

"Damn it. I'm going to kill you!!"