"Ireland?" He hadn't seen him for a while, and Gin had been so busy that he had forgotten about this colleague he didn't often interact with. Only when Vodka mentioned it did he remember that he seemed to have such an enemy.
Unexpectedly, this guy hasn't given up yet... Gin frowned: Although he thought he had never left any clues, there was always a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, which was definitely not a pleasant experience.
Thinking that vodka is idle, and Ireland can also help this little brother distract Uzo's attention, Gin said: "Then agree to him and see what waves he can make."
Vodka: "Okay, I'll refuse..."
Vodka: "..."
Vodka: “?!!”
Gin thought for a while and then reminded him a few words smoothly: "He should know that you will not regard him as a true ally, so you don't have to be polite - be smart and sell him if necessary."
Vodka thought of Ireland's terrifying aura and eyes: "But big...!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a beep and the busy Gin hung up the phone.
"..."
Vodka looked at the phone, his eyes straightened, lost in thought.
…
the other side.
Ireland looked far away in the direction where the vodka left. When the car hurriedly disappeared from sight, he withdrew his gaze and sneered lowly.
"Although this guy Vodka won't betray Gin for the time being, since I took the initiative to offer him an olive branch, Gin shouldn't mind sending him over as an undercover agent."
Ireland touched his chin and thought in his mind: "No matter what the purpose of Vodka is, as long as others are next to me, its usefulness has been achieved - Bourbon, me, and Vodka... The three of us formed an alliance, Uzo's attention
It will have to be divided into three parts, and even if he wants to deal with three of them by himself, I'm afraid he will have to think carefully."
He analyzed calmly: "Of course there are some risks involved. For example, my two allies may be turned into weapons by Uzo to use against me, but the problem is not big. I just need to keep a sufficient distance from Bourbon.
As for vodka... Now that Gin is not with him, even if he dares to attack me, he will definitely ask Gin for permission before doing so. As long as I am on guard, this guy does not pose a threat to me."
"In addition, according to the information from my police informant, Shuichi Akai seems to have returned to Tokyo."
Thinking of this chaotic situation, the corner of Ireland's mouth rose: "There are enough baits. If I want to lure the snake out of the hole, this will be the perfect opportunity. To say the least, even if I fail to lure that guy out, I can still catch him by observing the insider Vodka."
Gin’s Breakthrough.”
…
In the long-term high-pressure busy life, organizational cadres have developed high efficiency.
Therefore, although it was considered as an excuse, it actually didn't take long. After some communication with different motives, the two false allies soon got back together.
Vodka sat in the car, glanced at the fierce-looking guy next to him, and silently comforted himself: "Brother Gin must have seen that I have been having a hard time seeing doctors these days, so he specially hired an Irishman to help me attract Uzo.
Attention... Yes, that must be the case, big brother is still reliable!"
Next to him, Ireland was driving intently, following his pre-calculated route, trying to escape the secret gaze of Uzo's minions.
Along the way he changed modes of transport several times, put on a wig, and asked for vodka to accompany him and a change of clothes.
When they returned to Tokyo, the two of them were already ordinary citizens wearing ordinary casual clothes and driving ordinary cars.
However, there seems to be a slight flaw...
Ireland frowned and glanced at Vodka: "Can't you take off your broken sunglasses?"
Vodka pushed up the extremely dark brown glasses on the bridge of his nose and corrected dissatisfiedly: "These are not sunglasses."
Ireland: "..." Forget it, maybe it will attract more attention if you take it off.
He no longer cared about this detail and planned to inquire about the news first: "What is your next trip?"
Vodka couldn't expose the fact that the boss asked Gin to see a psychiatrist, and he didn't want to expose the fact that Gin asked him to see a psychiatrist. In the end, he could only vaguely say: "Interview with a hospital informant."
Ireland nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder we got rid of tracking so easily - Uzo knows that you have a fixed destination. Even if you run away now, you will come back sooner or later... If I had known this, I would have taken a detour just now.
I won’t take you with me anymore.”
The vodka face was a little uneasy, and he snorted with a straight face: "Do you think you really got rid of that guy's tracking?"
"Of course, you think I'm you?" Ireland sneered, remembering the embarrassing look when Vodka was easily blocked by him not long ago, "Not everyone's anti-reconnaissance ability is as bad as yours. You only know when you are blocked by a car at the door.
look up……"
Crunch——!!
Bang——!!
A harsh screeching sound interrupted their conversation. The two of them looked up in shock, and saw a shadow suddenly enlarged and hitting the front window of their car - next to them, a racing motorcycle jumped out of the alleyway, just in time.
It collided with a car peeking out from the corner. Both sides swerved in panic, but it was too late to dodge. With a violent collision, the motorcycle took off with a bang, crashing into the innocent road car here with the person and the car.
No matter how good his driving skills are, he can't move eight feet sideways to avoid this sudden steel cannonball. In the flash of lightning, Vodka only has time to hold his head hard and block the leather bag in front of his eyes.
.
The next moment, the motorcycle clanged against the front window of their car, and the rider hit the motorcycle and rolled down along the front hood of the car.
Vodka quietly poked his head out from behind the bag, and happened to see this scene through the broken glass. He felt a thud in his heart: "..." If he read it correctly, the rider who rolled down had his neck twisted, and it looked like he would not survive.
After being stunned for a moment, he finally came to his senses amidst the screams of passers-by.
Vodka couldn't help but turn to Ireland: "Is this what you mean by getting off the trail?!"
——Although he didn't think Ireland would be a match for that thing from the beginning... But he didn't expect this guy to be so useless, and he couldn't even survive the first move at the beginning.
Ireland obviously did not expect the current development, and his face turned blue and purple and looked very ugly. Suddenly he gritted his teeth: "Get off the car and leave here immediately!"
Vodka: "..."
While cursing in his mind, he pushed the door open and got out of the car after Ireland, preparing to run away in despair - obviously this was not an ideal way to deal with it, but it was better than watching Ireland run away and leaving him to face the police's questioning.
