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Nan Ling obviously understood Qin Jiu's intentions, but he didn't panic at all.

"Compared to looking for trouble for me, now Shirley is the first target." He shrugged, speaking as if it was true, with a serious tone, "I didn't come here specifically to mock you. Here is Shirley. There's always a clue where you're missing."

Gin frowned.

Chat is right, the most urgent matter right now is Shirley's disappearance—it was initially determined to be a defect.

The defection of the organization's chief researcher is almost the most serious provocation the organization has ever received since its establishment. As far as he knows, the gentleman is also very dissatisfied with him, but it seems that there is still a possibility of allowing him to atone for his crimes.

But Jinjiu still doesn't understand, how did Shirley escape from the heavily guarded prison? Not only were the door locks intact, but even the handcuffs had not moved at all, as if the person bound there had disappeared into a puff of smoke.

Gin is still clueless.

But he didn't want Chat to get involved, and Shirley was destined to be his prey.

It's a pity that this is the order of that gentleman. I am afraid that all the code members who are still in Tokyo have received the same task, and they have the courage to come to him directly... but only Chat.

He just relied on the gentleman's preference, and he looked like the mysterious woman Belmod.

"If you want to see the clues, you can do whatever you want." Jin Jiu tilted his head slightly, and a cold light flashed in his green pupils, "But you have to hurry up, this place will be dealt with soon."

"Speaking of this," Nan Ling leaned her umbrella against the wall, "Will M7 be affected? Wasn't Shirley imprisoned there before?"

Vodka took a look at Nan Ling's eyes, and always felt that Chat was not worried about whether the M7 would be destroyed, but was vaguely expecting the M7 to be destroyed, so that he could fish in an open and honest way.

Anyway, I've known Chat for five years, and I feel I still have this understanding of vodka.

...is that he has a faint stomach pain.

"Xue Li doesn't know the location of the M7." Qin Jiu explained succinctly, and glanced at Nan Ling with a bit of disgust, "...What are you expecting? After the M7 is destroyed, you will have more work."

"That's right." Nan Ling touched his chin, thinking about the aftermath of the M7 cleanup, and thought it would be better for Xue Li to not know, "Aren't you going to look for clues?"

Gin was silent.

Nan Ling probably understood - Qin Jiu must have found no clues, but he was embarrassed to say it.

It's okay, he can help Gin. Ah, he was so empathetic.

"It doesn't matter if you don't find it. After all, Xue Li is someone who could go missing from Jinjiu's guard, so she should have cleaned up the traces long ago." Nan Ling's voice was pleasant and her steps were light, "It's definitely not because you can't be Jinjiu... …”

Vodka took a few steps away silently.

I hope the blood won't fall on his face when the two of them fight.

Nan Ling smiled again very skinnyly, "I'm not saying that your ability is not good, oh, no one wants to see such a result-"

Having said that, he saw Gin's raised gun very sharply, and rushed into the door next to him, leaving only a voice that sounded very happy to him, "--So, what happened to me? I'm really sorry hahahahahaha!"

"boom!"

Jin Jiu's gunshot sounded almost at the same time as the second half of his sentence. A crater was left on the ground where Nan Ling was standing. If he didn't dodge just now, he might have been hit in the calf.

Vodka shed a cold sweat.

No, Chatter's speech just now doesn't seem regretful.

Although Chat said that he came here to deal with Shirley's affairs... but this kind of attitude sounds like he came here to mock the boss.

Vodka shivered.

What should I say... Art masters are bold?

In any case, he certainly didn't have the courage to do so.

He moved his body again, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Running really fast." Gin snorted lightly, put down the pistol, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in his mouth.

Sure enough, he and Chat are not compatible, no matter how strong the other's ability is.

"...Old, boss?" Vodka called out cautiously, "Then what should we do now?"

Jin Jiu didn't even bother to give him a look, "Go and put the explosives."

He didn't want to see Chat again tonight.

...

"It's a coincidence, this is the archive room." Nan Ling stood in the room where he was hiding casually, and flipped through the neatly piled paper documents, "Then I just came to see the test records of drug A... "

It didn't take him long to find the document, which was dust-free and apparently had only been seen recently.

"Matsuzaka Zongnan... Takeshi Yoshio... Ah yes, Kudo Shinichi," Nan Ling swiped his finger on the document, "The status is death, and the signature of the person in charge is..."

He paused.

"Sherry."

It's really careless to write his name on it like that.

When Shirley revised the document, she probably didn't expect her sister's death and her subsequent defection, so it was not prudent to leave obvious clues like this.

...Although Gin didn't even notice the mystery in the original work, he probably didn't even remember who Kudo Shinichi was.

This is quite a goldfish.

Nan Ling closed the record book and found the experimental records of drug A - but this time it was a bit unexpected. He originally thought he could see the experimental process of the mice getting smaller, but he didn't expect any clues. None were found.

It was probably deleted by Shirley, but she was quite cautious on this point.

Putting down the useless documents, Nan Ling turned around and walked out the door.

He knew exactly how Miyano Shiho ran away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He also knew exactly where Miyano Shiho would run, and it was enough to search for clues.

"...Eh, how about Jinjiu?" When Nan Ling returned to the hall, Jinjiu had disappeared, and vodka had given full play to the characteristics of a follower. Only a trace of smoke was left in the entire hall, echoing in the air.

He frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Could it be that I was so provoked that I didn't dare to come out and meet people?"

Nan Ling immediately made up his mind about how Gin was hiding in the corner and was wronged while Vodka was comforting him, and immediately shivered with chills.

Sometimes he really wants to punch out the part of his brain responsible for brain supplementation.

"I wanted to ask where Xue Li ran from... It seems that there are many rooms in this building that are hard to find." Nan Ling walked forward leisurely, "No way, I'll find it myself. Bar."

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