Somewhere in Cuba, Qianying, who was in a private house, was lying on a wooden board covered with white cloth, biting a white towel in her mouth to keep herself from howling, covered in blood.

Beside her, a man dressed in black in a black knitted hat was grimly removing bullets from her body, the blood stained on her gloves even more conspicuous when stitched

Tweezers, bullets, trays, medicine boxes.

The small room was filled with the woman's shallow moans of pain for a while.

"You'd better not leave here these days, I don't know how that Belmode guy found out who you really are, but she's not going to give up."

After the stitches were finished, the man in black, who wiped the blood from the woman's body with a sterilized towel, gave her a loose veil: "My presence doesn't scare her, after all, this is Cuba." Whether it's the power of the CIA or the FBI, which I work in, they have all been suppressed and restricted here. ”

"Thanks, thanks, Shuichi Akai." Shui Wunai, whose right arm, shoulder, abdomen, and even thigh were wrapped in bandages, sat up with difficulty, and barely pulled a genuine smile on his sweaty face.

She really didn't expect that in this foreign country, when she was in a desperate situation, the person who pulled herself out of hell would actually be the former "traitor" of the black-clad organization and the FBI ace investigator: Shuichi Akai.

"You're welcome, I'm also entrusted by someone."

Shuichi Akai took off his gloves and cleaned up the bloody scene at hand.

can only say that it is good to catch up, otherwise I am afraid that he will have to come over to collect Shui Wulian's body.

"Entrusted?"

"Well, a policeman named Katsumi Uehara, I think you should know."

“…… Katsumi Uehara? How did you meet him? And why did he inform you? ”

Shui Wuren frowned, a little incomprehensible.

How did this Metropolitan Police Department police manage to get an FBI agent to travel all the way to Cuba to save a CIA member?

Is the chain of relationships a little complicated?

"He did me a favor, and in exchange, he asked me to find you and save you." Akai Shuichi said it very tactfully, Shui Wuren is also an elite agent in the end, and he reacted instantly-

When Shuichi Akai used to be rye whiskey, his girlfriend in the organization: Akemi Miyano.

That woman is now in Tokyo, under the protection of Katsumi Uehara.

"So, was my identity revealed when I was in Tokyo......

Thinking of this, the incomprehension in Shui Wu's heart was even worse.

She was obviously extra careful when she was in Tokyo, why was she exposed?

And, since it was exposed at that time, why didn't Belmode take the opportunity to kill her with Gin Vodka, but instead tricked her into coming to Cuba after the affair was over?

That's very wrong.

At the very least, it is very inconsistent with Belmode's habits.

Shui Wuren fell into deep thought.

If Belmode is unwilling to do it to her together with Gin because of the comradeship over the years, it is pure nonsense, this woman has always had no taboos-

Well?

Wrong.

Could it be that the person or thing that caused her to be exposed was something Belmode would never have allowed to reveal to the organization, especially to Gin?

Could it be that Belmode is secretly hiding from the organization and engaging in double-facedness?!

"What exactly did you expose, Katsumi Uehara didn't tell me. If you want to know, you can contact him by phone after a while. ”

After washing his hands, Shuichi Akai opened the door of the room, walked into the living room, bent down and picked up two backpacks, and threw them in front of Mizu's bed: "These two backpacks contain clothes, medicines, banknotes, mobile phones that can communicate with the outside world, and some materials that can be easily used.

"There were meat, eggs, milk and vegetables in the fridge and rice, noodles and toast in the kitchen. It's safe here, and it's best to stay here and stay out until you've recovered.

"Put it in the mobile phone in the backpack, the only number saved is a friend of mine, what do you want to buy contact her through this number, she will send you a ......"

As the FBI's ace investigator, Akai Shuichi directly arranged a complete set of recuperation packages for Shui Wurenna: "Of course, if you can't trust the FBI, you can also contact your own people in the CIA." But if something goes wrong, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you, I'm going to Mexico soon, and I'm leaving Cuba in the afternoon. ”

"Mexico?"

Hearing this, Shui Wuqi was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately became a little delicate.

Theoretically, this is beyond the FBI's jurisdiction.

"Well, the informant's news, two days ago, several research institutes in the organization were blown up by a mysterious three-person team over there, I have to go and see."

——？！

"Wait, what did you say?"

Shui Wuren was a little confused by this sudden news.

Is there any terrorist in the world who dares to do something to the organization? Aren't you afraid that Gin will drive a helicopter gunship to kill the whole family?

…………………………………………………………………………

"Ahh

Japan, Tokyo, outside Rice Flower Airport.

The blonde woman with a hiking bag on her back couldn't help but sneeze, and the next second, a hand wrapped around a bandage handed over a pack of tissues.

"It's true that the night in Tokyo can be a little cold, so don't catch a cold. When the time comes, if it affects the state and leads to exposure, I will kill you with my own hands. ”

Unkind words came out of a woman's mouth, and the evening breeze blew the soft bangs on her forehead, revealing a pair of thin eyes under her short hair: "Understood, Primia?" ”

The face of the woman called Pramia sank: "From beginning to end, we were just a cooperative relationship. Who gave you the illusion that you could dictate to me, Minamihara Mona? ”

"That's enough, it's hard to get back to Tokyo, I don't want to listen to the two of you arguing senselessly."

Behind the two women, a slender figure pushing a suitcase stepped on the moon reflected on the ground. Black suit, bowler hat, and a hideous tattoo looming on his open chest.

The eyes under the brim of the hat swept over the two women, but the man's footsteps did not stop at all, and the sound of the collision between the leather shoes and the concrete floor clicked: "Promea, the policeman who injured your arm back then, if you still want to know their location and whereabouts, then listen to me." ”

"Listen to your what? What institute to bomb again? You've used up all my bombs, and it's going to take a long time to remake them, you know and Kunihiko Kawa? ”

Hearing that the man was threatening this condition, the blonde woman Promea's face couldn't help but darken: "I don't have channels in Tokyo, and the speed of remaking bombs can't be compared with when I was in France." ”

"You don't, but I do."

The man stood still, reached out and pressed the rounded brim of his hat, looked back sideways, and glanced at Promea: "Tokyo, it's my home field." ”

"But as far as I know, you two were just police officers before you left Tokyo, so what channel can you have? Unless you tell me that there's a pile of explosives buried under the Metropolitan Police Department or the Public Security Department. Promia spread her hands and was very unfriendly.

Suddenly, a bandaged hand rested on her shoulder—

Minamihara Mona, who had short neck-length hair, stood side by side with her and sneered: "There are no in the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Department, but there are in the gunpowder arsenal of this country, understand?" ”

"Powder magazine?"

Hearing this, Promia was obviously stunned for a moment, and then there was a little puzzlement between her eyebrows.

Earnest?

Theft of the national powder magazine?

That isn't beaten into a sieve?

In the modern world, it's a place where even rats have to be beaten badly.

"Yes, powder magazine."

Kunihiko Kazukawa, who took off his top hat, chuckled lightly, with great confidence in his determination: "To be sure, it's the Oriental powder magazine." ”

Set the bowl~

(End of chapter)