At 18:30 in the evening, an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Tokyo. After several days of investigation, the FBI finally set the stage for the arrest of Gin here.

And Akai Shuichi, the most important part of this plan, also arrived cautiously after an hour and a half of FBI ambush.

Shuichi Akai, who has long black hair, habitually puts his hands in his pockets, and when he is sure that he is not being followed or eavesdropped, the other person in charge of the project is a high-level figure who is working with him for the first time, Marshall Evans.

The abandoned factory building is very quiet, he just leans on the load-bearing pillar and closes his eyes to recuperate, and his unhurried appearance can see that his personality is more calm and introverted, and he is not very good at exposing his emotions, such a person is naturally a suitable candidate for undercover.

As an FBI ace, Shuichi Akai is naturally not stupid enough to think that this plan can be successful, not to mention that the unmasked organization cadre Gin will promise to meet him in the suburbs, even if he really comes, how can he be stupid and unprepared?

So Marshall Evans, who came up with this plan, was definitely problematic, but if he wanted to figure out what he wanted to do, he had to finish the scene with him.

Even if he knew it was dangerous, he had no choice but to take the risk. Time passed minute by minute, not far from the agreed 19 o'clock, but there was no movement in or outside the factory, which made Akai Shuichi have a sense of foreboding in his heart, and he was in a passive state, and he had to raise the spirit of twelve points to face what might happen next.

Crunch. It is the noise of the heavy iron gate being pushed out. Da-da-da. Da-da-da. Da-da-da. It is not the sound of leather shoes touching the concrete floor, it is not difficult to judge from the sound that there is only one person who walks into the factory.

Who is it? Which code member of the organization, or is it a grassroots member of the organization who has little value? Akai Shuichi slowly raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, and after discovering that the person who walked into the abandoned factory was an old man on crutches in a black casual suit and a peaked cap, his face couldn't help but sink, and he already knew in his heart that Marshall Evans was planning to do this.

He didn't choose to let the members of the organization surround him because he didn't want to expose his undercover status in the FBI.

And the ultimate purpose of his use of this plan is to make it impossible for him to continue to go undercover within the organization, and at the same time be forced to break away and earn less than half of the useful intelligence leads.

It's no wonder that the FBI investigators who came to assist in the investigation this time were newcomers who had not performed a few missions, and he was really smart about taking himself out of the plan from the beginning.

Akai Shuichi retracted his gaze and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, just as this old man was air, but in his heart he was thinking about when there was such a figure in the organization, could it be that the old appearance was disguised?

So who could he be? Da-da-da-da. Hurried footsteps, is there really a rookie investigator fooled?

"Old man, it's dangerous here, you can't stay here, get out of here quickly!" The short-haired man in a black suit got out from behind the abandoned iron bucket, and he could see that he was really worried about the safety of the old man, and said in a hurried tone.

The old man on crutches sitting on the chair raised his head and said gratefully in a hoarse voice: "Is that so?" Thank you, boy, I'm leaving. After Shuichi Akai opened his eyes and saw the old man on crutches leave, there was no need for him to stay here, and it was only right to leave before the people of the organization arrived.

He reached out and pressed the shoulder of the rookie investigator named Andre Kamal, and said in a deep voice, "Kamal, prepare to evacuate, there is no need to continue to stay here." ”

"Huh? Mr. Akai, what do you mean by that? Andre Kamel blinked in confusion, unaware that the plan had failed, that Old Man on Crutches was a member of the Order, and that his kindness and inexperience had been taken advantage of.

Akai Shuichi didn't think this was the right place to explain, and he was about to direct the evacuation of the remaining rookie investigators when the sound of the engine outside the house made his heart ring alarms...... Oops, is that guy's real purpose to get rid of himself?

"Hurry up and get out of here, I hid the speedboat at the dock, you guys leave by speedboat!" Shuichi Akai, who finished roaring at this voice, did not slack off, he grabbed Kamal's arm and pulled it behind him, and with the other hand, he quickly pulled out the pistol hidden in his waistband, and raised the muzzle of the gun to aim in the direction where the old man on crutches left.

After hearing this, the FBI investigators who were ambushed in all corners of the abandoned factory immediately opened the escape passage prepared in advance, but fortunately, this matter was personally ordered by Akai Shuichi, and Marshall Evans did not know.

"Akai-san?" Kamel's round eyes were a little overwhelmed, he couldn't understand why things had suddenly progressed to this point, he was just driving away an old man with a cane, how could he ...... No, old man on crutches?

He naturally has advantages in becoming an FBI investigator, and with a little brain, he figured out a truth: how could an old man on crutches run alone to such a remote abandoned factory, and even sit on a chair without saying a word when he saw a strange man in the factory.

It turned out that the old man with crutches was a member of the organization, and his direct action without using his brain made the plan arranged by Mr. Akai fail...... even put Mr. Akai in danger.

Bang! Bang! Gunshots rang out one after another, and Akai Shuichi didn't have the slightest concern when he shot, after all, he didn't care about the problem of staying alive at this time, and he had to find a way to delay the time and let the group of guys go first.

"Kamal, now is not the time to be in a daze." Kamal came to his senses from his stunned state, he gritted his teeth and pulled out his gun, he had made a big mistake, and now he must not be a burden to Mr. Akai, he has to find a way to let Mr. Akai go first!

"Mr. Akai, go quickly, just leave it to me here!" Kamal felt that he had to at least do something, and he didn't have the face to follow everyone back to report the failure of the mission, and the only way for him to atone for his sins now was to keep Mr. Akai safe and sound, and let Mr. Akai out of danger.

He raised his pistol with a solemn expression, quickly pulled the trigger one after another, and the bullets poured out, accurately sinking into the forehead of the man who appeared at the door of the factory, and the man fell to the ground before he could shoot.

"I really didn't expect the FBI's marksmanship to be quite accurate, Scotland, don't you steal my business!" The woman's voice came from the doorway, accompanied by a crackling sound, like blowing gum.

Akai Shuichi frowned, he obviously recognized the owner of the voice, the woman in the organization who didn't need to speak with honorifics at all, and her tone was still so rampant, it could only be Chianti.

At the same time, she is also Gin's subordinate, and her melee marksmanship is on par with herself, making her a troublesome character.

But what worries him even more is the code name in Chianti's mouth

"Scotland" guys. Scotch Whisky, also one of his partners in the past two years, a new sniper who has completed all the assassination missions perfectly, should be above Chianti but deliberately conceals his strength, and is even more tricky than Chianti.

Tsk, isn't it time to be glad that the mystic didn't come?