"...It's not a solution to continue like this. Those rogues may come back to find fault. You are at the forefront, at least hide from me first and hide behind the police."

"Okay." Leon couldn't resist the other party's kindness and could only nod and agree.

And, it's just like what the other party said.

If you are troublesome when you go back, you will be troublesome.

After all, Grivad is a powerful family in the local area. Even if she can use the power of the Intelligence Agency to settle it secretly, she will not be allowed to do that today-

The weird Kayao in the organization was already doubting his identity.

At this critical moment, you cannot contact the headquarters.

Maybe this slackness will lead to the wasted of all previous efforts in the plan.

Leon was thinking, and Gisber had already walked out with a plate.

Two tea cups on the plate were steaming.

——After I finished saying that I wanted to have a cup of tea, the other party actually made two cups of tea to serve it out. It was obviously a wounded person who was bandaged not long ago, so he was also interested.

Leon felt a little moved by Gisber's enthusiasm.

In her gaze, Gisber handed her one of the tea cups.

"Come on, Miss Leon, drink it."

"There is no high-quality product at home, only tea, don't dislike it."

After saying that, Gisber took a sip of the tea in his cup, narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Opposite him, Leon was originally planning to have tea.

However, as she raised the teacup to her mouth, her whole body suddenly stopped moving.

Then, in the next moment.

She put away her smile, and her carefree appearance, and her eyes that she had not cared about just now were staring at the surface of the tea with some complexity, as if she was repeatedly confirming something from it.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Gis, I trust you very much."

"But now... this cup of tea seems to be unable to drink."

Leon gently lowered the teacup and said calmly and regretfully.

Seeing that she suddenly seemed to have changed and said something unknown, Gisber couldn't help but be stunned: "Miss Leon, what are you talking about?"

"Don't ask that, are you going to pretend to be stupid?" Leon raised his head, his voice changing. "I felt something wrong with you since the time I smashed the fruit stall."

"Wait, I'm slow to follow." Gisber was stunned, "What's up to what? What's wrong?"

Leon ignored it.

She took out the automatic pistol from her pocket without leaving any trace and slowly loaded it in front of the other party.

Then he continued to smile calmly and said, "Yes, you are not following the crowd, you are more like a way out, right?"

"What does this mean?"

Seeing that Leon took out his gun at a disagreement, Gisber's breathing became rapid.

"I'm still stubborn," Leon said, slowly raising his pistol at Gisber.

"You planned this incident with your own hands. You directed and acted in this attack and were beaten to trick me into this and find a way to poison me."

"Your acting is so good that you're dying, but you just miscalculated the time. The wound on your head is real, but if you were injured in the morning, you won't let the blood dry up at all."

"The same is true for the ovens that have been burned in the stall. If they are burned in the morning, there should be still smell in the air... But there is no smell now, which means you have already lit the oven in my fruit stall in the middle of the night."

"Of course, these are just superficial speculations and cannot be used as decisive evidence... I was finally sure until I saw you eagerly brewing tea and then actively handing me the problematic tea."

Leon made the reasoning so that Gisber's expression finally changed.

He touched the bandage on his head, put away the harmless expression of warm and smiling, and looked serious.

"Your analysis is good, but have you ever wondered why I wanted to poison you?"

"Of course I know."

Faced with Gisber's test-like questions, Leon shrugged and said lightly, "You are the guy sent by the organization to test my abilities. Only if you win you can I be promoted... and now I have won."

After saying that, as if he was deciding to win, Leon raised his pistol brightly, and the muzzle was facing Gisber's celestial cover.

However, what she did not expect was-

"Only half guessed."

Gisber smiled and shook his head.

"In fact, my purpose is not to test you, but to kill you."

As soon as this sentence was said, the temperature of the expression on his face dropped several degrees.

The tight strings were about to break out, and the air seemed to condense.

"What?!"

When Leon was still stunned by the other party's undisguised murderous intent, she noticed that something loosened in the cabinet on the side.

Suddenly, Leon felt his hair stand up, and hesitated, and subconsciously retreated.

I only heard a "swoosh".

A crossbow arrow shot out quickly from the crack in the cabinet and penetrated straight into the position where she had just stood.

Looking at this scene, Leon raised his head in disbelief.

"Are you serious?"

She thought everything was just an organized test, and everything would return to normal after the matter was over, so when she raised her pistol just now, she did not kill her.

But now it seems that I have misunderstood.

In her gaze, Gisber threw a chair and smashed it over, leaving no emotion, and did not look like a wounded at all.

Then, while she was dodging, she quickly went into the bedroom.

In less than three seconds, he grabbed the door again and there was an extra terrifying double-barrel hunting rifle in his hand.

An old friend in the past held a hunting rifle in his hand, turned against her and killed her.

Leon gasped. Although his brain couldn't feel any realism, his body was reflexive first.

The bullets smashed the wall with a bang, and the splashed cement standard-characterized on her calves seemed to have embedded a few of them.

A stinging pain made her scalp tight, but her expression did not change. She rushed out while shooting the shotgun and punched Gisber.

As her fist was about to hit Gisber's head, he felt something approaching from the low point.

The pain was sharp and sudden.

The long barrel of the shotgun swung over from the low point and hit Leon in the ribs.

But at the same time, his unreduced fist hit Gisber's nose. Leon endured the pain and made him fall to the ground with one punch, then put a knee on his chin, and he couldn't get up at all.

Then Leon was about to make up for a kick, but a stinging pain came between the posterior, making her lungs unable to breathe, which made her stop.

However, Gisber stood up at this time, rushed over with all his might, and pushed her against the wall.

Leon gasped, kicked back, kicked Gisber away, and ran out of the door with his ribs.

She didn't know what was going on, why Gisber was a member of the organization hiding beside her, and why Gisber had to kill her with a determined will regardless of past relationships, etc.

She didn't have an answer in her heart.

But she can only think of one place now, which may be related to the answer she wants - the black and white bar.
Chapter completed!