"Not afraid? It's good." Kurokawa Rin nodded happily, and then wrote lightly, "Then you go to die."

Moriya Teiji was taken aback, subconsciously about to press the detonator.

However, at the next moment, a bullet broke through the window and shot precisely between his eyebrows.

Moriya Teiji's eyes widened, his fingers rested on the button, but he didn't press it after all.

Kurokawa Rin glanced at the window, and pressed the call button with his hand in his pocket.

700 yards, one shot to the brain stem, without a second delay, this is the strength of the top sniper Akai Shuichi.

"I don't know how to live or die." Qin Jiu left two words and strode away, only the windbreaker brought a gust of breeze.

Moriya Teiji didn't do much cleaning at first, and there was a sniper attack, the police will arrive soon, and he has to rush to take away the gunpowder in the basement.

"You didn't intend to let him live, did you? Even if he didn't have to threaten to die together." Toru Amuro finally said a word.

"Yes." Kurokawa Rin did not deny it.

Today he didn't wear makeup, and he didn't allow gin and vodka. How could he let Teiji Moriya, who saw his true face, live.

What's more, in his heart, Moriya Teiji, who made terrorist attacks on civilians, deserves to die. Japan's sentencing of the death penalty is very strict. As a public security officer, Rei Fuguya may not bear the execution of lynching, but Shuichi Akai will not feel psychological pressure. In the U.S., when the police patrol, even if the suspect scratches an itch, he may be deemed to have pulled out a weapon and be shot dead directly, not to mention that Teiji Moritani really wants to press the detonator. The FBI should get used to it.

In an instant, Toru Amuro had restrained the expression in his eyes.

Of course he didn't sympathize with Teiji Moritani who wanted to blow them up, but he instinctively didn't like the attitude of organizing random killings, especially if that person was still rye whiskey, the degree of disgust needed to be multiplied tenfold.

"Okay, we still have to deal with the aftermath." Rin Kurokawa stood up, took off the tablecloth on the long table, covered Teiji Moriya's body, and took the detonator and weighed it in his hand. Thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Amuro asked.

"You said, what if we retreat immediately and press the detonator to kill the gin?" Kurokawa Rin asked seriously.

"Ah..." Toru Amuro was dumbfounded.

However, thinking about it, there is still a little excitement!

"Don't make such an expression, I'm just kidding." Kurokawa Rin smiled "puchi", removed the battery of the detonator, wiped off the fingerprints and threw them into the trash can together.

"It's a joke." Toru Amuro forced the corners of his lips to wryly smile.

The beating heart gradually calmed down. Also, if you just want to kill a gin, what's the problem? But the consequence of killing Gin is a direct war with the organization, which is not good for him now.

"Let's go. You drag the body to the door, and Ley will come to pick us up." Kurokawa Rin said, and began to clean up the fingerprints and footprints left by them.

"What?" Amuro came back to his senses, and said in disbelief, "What's the use of you wanting a corpse?"

"I need to delay time." Kurokawa Rin explained, "If the police find that Moriya Teiji is dead now, they may think that this case is over. Did you forget that there is a bigger firework?"

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