"Oh, that's good." Ireland finally saw some security.

But Bourbon looked over thoughtfully and confirmed to Gin:

"In other words, even if Shuichi Akai does not show up, our ambush will still continue?"

"Is this it?" Gin replied with a somewhat sinister smile: "Of course."

"If the ambush had not gone ahead, wouldn't Ireland's sacrifice have been in vain?"

"I can't just watch Ireland get arrested, can I?"

"Yeah" Bourbon stopped talking.

But I felt vaguely uneasy inside.

He had an inexplicable feeling that Gin didn't quite tell the truth.

Bourbon was silent and thinking secretly.

The meeting place also became quiet with his silence.

Ginjiu glanced at everyone present, and when no one made any further comments, he arranged in a calm tone:

"Everyone should be ready when we go back, and we will officially start taking action tomorrow morning."

"At that time, Vodka and I will be in a group, Cohen and Chianti will be in a group, and Bourbon and Kiel will be in a group. Each of them will lead a team of people to hide and ambush along Popcorn Avenue."

"As for Belmode, you can just stay nearby as a reserve team."

"Okay." Cohen, Chianti, Vodka, and Belmod all nodded to show their understanding.

Only Bourbon and Keir secretly frowned in unison:

This action plan is still too vague.

Two people work in groups, each hiding in ambush.

"Where are the hiding places of each group?"

"Didn't the organization plan in advance?"

Miss Keel tried her best to use a calm tone and pretended to ask casually.

"Hiding place?"

Gin looked over thoughtfully:

"you mean"

“You want to know in advance, each group”

"No, my specific hiding place?"

"I" Kil suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

Seeing Gin's indifferent gaze that made it impossible to read any emotion, she who was originally so excited about this opportunity felt like a basin of cold water was suddenly poured on her head.

Fortunately, Miss Keel responded promptly.

She gave full play to the results of the lying course she had studied at the CIA, and answered calmly:

"Yes, I want to know where each group is hiding"

"If we just ask us to set up ambushes along Mihua Avenue, but we can't even arrange the hiding place in advance, then this action plan is too crude, right?"

Keir boldly admitted that he just wanted to know this information in advance.

And then in the quietly tense air

Gin finally withdrew his cold and terrifying gaze:

"Okay, I understand your concerns."

"But this operation is different from previous operations. I will not arrange the hiding places of each group in advance."

With that said, he slowly stood up and walked towards the map.

Then he simply drew three black lines on the long rice flower avenue, dividing the road into three sections:

"We were divided into three groups of two, and each group was responsible for ambushing near a section of the road."

"As for the specific hiding location, it is up to each of your groups to decide."

"Everyone here is also the core cadre of the organization."

"You don't need me to think about something as trivial as finding a hiding place for you in advance, right?"

"This" Kiel and Bourbon both secretly said something bad:

In this way, it would be impossible for them to know the hiding locations of the other two groups.

That is, unless the ambush officially begins.

Otherwise they wouldn't know where the gin is hidden.

Even Gin's person couldn't be seen, so he could only wait for him to appear.

"This is too passive."

Both undercover agents were aware of this problem.

However, Bourbon carefully restrained his expression and did not reveal anything.

But Keir struggled repeatedly with nervousness and unwillingness, and finally couldn't help but try to put forward his opinion:

"Gin, isn't this action plan too crude?"

"I think it's better to plan our respective hiding places in advance."

"This way, if an accident occurs during the operation, each other can rush to support in time."

As she said this, Miss Keel secretly waited nervously for Gin's response.

Gin’s response was subtle:

"Your idea does make some sense, then"

He did not look at Keir, but turned to look at his colleagues present:

"What does everyone think of this?"

"Just tell me what you want to say?"

The air suddenly solidified.

Although Gin's expression was very calm, his aura was much more restrained than before.

But when he asked this question, he still asked about the effect of the leader's solicitation of opinions.

"I think Big Brother's original arrangement is very good."

Vodka was the first to express support.

"Me too."

Cohen nodded silently.

"me too."

Chianti maintains formation.

Belmode smiled slightly and was noncommittal.

Bourbon, and even Kiel himself, who raised the objection, had already noticed that the atmosphere was not good at this moment.

They all silently shut their mouths and kept a low profile.

At this moment, I heard Gin suddenly say:

"The hiding place cannot be arranged in advance."

"Because this operation is very important, the entire process must be kept confidential."

“And within our organization”

His tone suddenly turned cold:

"There may be undercover agents."

"Huh?" Vodka was stunned for a moment, and replied naively: "There is an undercover agent again, brother?"

"Where?" the impatient Chianti also shouted.

"" Cohen remained silent as always, but his hands had quietly reached into his pockets.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Especially Bourbon and Gere, the two real undercover agents, felt completely uncomfortable.

"Gin, what do you mean?"

Mr. Bourbon remained calm on the surface:

"Are you trying to say that there are undercover agents in this house?"
To be continued...