High ground at about 600 yards.
After confirming that the gray-haired young man fell from the roof, Scotland turned the gun and fired at the Polish snow tree.
The trigger was pulled, bullets roared out, and the members of the organization who had been warned in advance had already used this short time difference to hide behind the chimney - to alert the snake, it was almost impossible for Scotland to snipe the Polish snow tree again.
But his goal was not Poland Snow Tree, but Kawakami Tsumugi.
Different from the hesitant and guilty feeling when he first shot the gray-haired young man, Scotland is now calm, not just because of the drugs, but because he knows that Kawakami Tsumugi likes to play this game.
Scotland even wondered whether the mentality of each of Kashasha's partners had been persecuted. And in most cases, this guy will not suffer.
Such as now.
Scotland picked up the communication from Kawakami:
"Tsk, I'm exhausted, and I'm finally liberated. You have no idea how boring the task of torturing me with Mojito is!! Maybe the only solace is the lemon candy you gave me, by the way. The new product tastes good——”
Sensing that Kawakami Tsumugi had a tendency to take the topic far away, Scotland interrupted the gray-haired young man's casual thoughts: "What to do with the Polish snow tree?"
"Well, I might have to ask you to stay for a few minutes and hit him as soon as he appears." Kawakami said, "If he reacts quickly, he will probably choose another route."
"Okay." Scotland responded.
After communicating with Scotland, Kawakami put away his mobile phone and ate a lemon candy. Belmod, who had been listening, looked at him jokingly and said:
"Based on your evaluation of the Polish snow tree, I thought you would be merciful."
"I'm already showing mercy, but he's from Mojito after all." The gray-haired young man shrugged, "But I finally understand why Gin chose vodka as his younger brother. It's really impressive to take him out."
"Let's go, it's not a problem to always be in the FBI team."
Belmode smiled. The Witch with a Thousand Faces is now wearing a heavy anti-terrorist assault suit, holding a gun and a riot shield, and looks like any FBI charging into battle.
At this time, the battlefield had become a mess, the FBI and gang members were scattered, and even the poor living nearby were affected, which also gave Belmode an opportunity to take advantage of.
As for whether she was in the FBI team from the beginning, or whether she lurked in halfway, it was not within the scope of Kawakami's consideration.
When it comes to disguise, Belmode will not make mistakes, and Kawakami still trusts him in this regard.
"Scotland, we are planning to evacuate. What's going on over there in the Polish snow tree?" The gray-haired young man contacted their sniper.
"Just like you said, he switched to another route."
"You come down too, and we'll meet at the old place." Kawakamiji said.
…………
"Tsk, the FBI's actions are not small. Sure enough, pstone and the others have been keeping an eye on pstone for a long time. When the top leaders of this organization were trading with us, the FBI troops were divided into two groups. One party attacked the transaction site, and the other attacked pstone's stronghold. "
Kawakami took a lemon candy and complained lazily.
"It's really like killing two birds with one stone. It feels like I'm being used by the FBI for nothing, even though I originally planned to use them..."
At the same time, during the attack on the stronghold, in the chaos, someone blew up the workshop that pstone relied on for survival, and the fire burned for an entire afternoon.
Because of the special nature of their business, several nearby blocks are immersed in a cheerful air.
There was no way to hide it after such a big incident, so C City officials publicized the FBI's operation with great fanfare as a medal for their anti-violence and good conduct, and blamed the burning of drugs on the gangsters.
Belmode lights a woman's cigarette:
"The information about Mojito's collusion with the FBI has been reported to the organization at the same time. As expected, it will be assigned to Cointreau of the Third Branch. It just so happens that you are also 'dead'. Cointreau will probably make a fuss about this."
"But it must be louder than thunder. It is one thing for Cointreau to be afraid of suppressing Mojito, but from another perspective, Mojito's opponent has been trained by him."
The gray-haired young man took up the words of the Witch with a Thousand Faces, and when he was mourning for his predecessors who had lost two lives, one was injured and two were transferred, he noticed the tacit understanding between Cointreau and Mojito——
Take Gin as an example. If someone under his command gets into trouble again and again or is tricked by his colleagues, what will the leader of the Japanese action team do?
It's a given that he's going to curse a bunch of rubbish, but he'll also raise the ashes of the colleague who cheated his subordinate (unless that subordinate is Kashasha). Because in a way, this is also a slap in the face.
According to intelligence, Cointreau is as arrogant as Gin. Would such a person allow himself to be slapped in the face with a mojito?
Of course not.
Therefore, there is only one possibility. Cointreau throws mojitos at people he doesn’t like. At the same time, the relationship between the two people was obviously bad. Even if those people were deceived, there was no evidence that Jundu was deliberately causing trouble.
The annoying workplace guru... Kawakami thought, so when he reported the situation to the gentleman, he said that Cointreau and Mojito might be playing him together.
"An enemy that has been well-trained and can even benefit from each other, Cointreau will definitely not be happy to replace it with a new one, but he will definitely be happy for the other party to pay some blood. Therefore, according to the principle of sustainable development, he will not let the mojito be too It hurts the muscles and bones.”
"At this time, it becomes clear who the scapegoat will be."
Scotland, who had been listening silently, interrupted: "Polish snow tree?"
"Yes, yes, you are so smart." Kawakami praised.
Scotland glanced at the gray-haired young man slightly speechlessly. It was obvious that this guy was quite happy after messing up the mojito incident. But involving the FBI is a convenience to the enemy and harms the interests of the organization...
Inadvertently, Scotland's thoughts were vaguely immersed in shooting Kashasha in the safe house, but now he could control his impulse.
"No~Scotland."
As if he had gained insight into something, the gray-haired young man explained softly:
"Don't misunderstand our relationship with Mojito. To expand into the slums is not the will of the organization, but Mojito's personal will... Although he also has a code name, unlike us, he is just a worker for the organization. .”
…Aren’t we also part-time workers? Scotland thought silently.
"By analogy, there is a shop. Mojito is the tenant, and we are the landlord. How is the tenant's business, profit or loss, or even whether the goods have been damaged... The landlord doesn't care, as long as he pays That’s fine. Of course, if you don’t pay, it’s another story.”
Kawakami explained cheerfully,
"What I damaged was Mojito's personal interests. I will probably continue to damage Cointreau's personal interests in the future...and from an overall perspective, it is beneficial to the development of the organization to deal with these cannibals."
"Looks like they pissed you off."
Scotland commented that Belmode did not tell him that Kawakami Tsumugi was targeted when he first arrived in country A, but just imagine that they would not let Kashasha go.
"Indeed. But there is something I want to tell you..."
The gray-haired young man said, his voice getting softer and softer, and in the end it turned into lip-syncing.
[When constructing your own mind, you must be confident enough. Whatever you believe is true is true. 】
