A little forest without a man.

Leon doesn't remember how many seconds or hours the battle lasted.

She only remembers that she jumped out of the tree, and a few flashes passed, metal collision, the roar of the hunting rifle in Gisber's hand, the stinging explosion and scratching, and the sound of blood boiling and drying in the flesh.

The two fought in this dim and messy little forest, scooping up all the bullets, and finally drawing out tactical daggers...

Leon gained the upper hand with his outstanding melee ability until she discovered the flaw and stabbed Gisber in the lower abdomen with a knife, which decided the outcome.

With a knife in the lower abdomen, Gisber was confused and shaking back, leaning against a tree.

“That’s the end.”

He could hear Leon's footsteps coming and speak in front of him.

"Tell me, Gisber, why did you kill me so hard? Is it really for the promotion of your position in the organization?"

“…”

Hearing this, Gisber raised his head, looked at her eyes, then looked at the knife inserted in his lower abdomen, then took a deep breath and said nothing.

Now that things are happening, he doesn't think he can change anything by saying it.

Opposite him.

"Don't worry, this is not a fatal injury." Leon squatted down again and said, "The knife just now did not hurt the internal organs. If you have any last resort, I can hide it from those guys and let you go."

As he spoke slowly, Leon supported Gisber and wanted to help him up.

In Leon's gaze, Gisber still ignored her, but just lowered her head quietly, her eyes full of determination, and then her jaw, covered in stubble, moved slightly, as if she was chewing something.

Seeing this, Leon's pupils shrank.

"Don't!"

She reached out to pinch Gisber's face and tried to stop him from committing suicide, but it was too late.

Gisber has swallowed the poison.

Within three seconds, his skin began to darken, and the toxic and eroded blood vessels outlined a dark net on his skin, and his mouth began to open and close in vain, spitting out blood foam.

Leon quickly pulled him up and wanted to do some first aid measures, but it was too late.

Gisber had already fallen to the ground powerlessly, but he still used his last trace of strength to reject her. His determination and iron armored determination were always in his eyes until he was gone.

Seeing this scene, Leon was shocked.

She put her fingers to Gisber's breath and tried it, and found that she was not breathing.

She couldn't figure out at all, and couldn't figure out why the other party committed suicide.

Until she found a document in her pocket of Gisber's shirt: Gisber Bernstein, an elite agent from the British MI6.

Leon felt himself holding his breath.

While she was stunned, a sudden applause penetrated—

"I finally did it, Miss Waslin, your assessment will be successful."

“…”

Looking at Yu Shirakawa who suddenly walked out of the shadow, Leon was stunned for a moment.

She wanted to speak but stopped and couldn't speak.

Still holding Gisber's ID in his hand, Leon stood up in a complicated mood.

"Gisber is an undercover agent at MI6. You wanted me to clear him from the beginning?"

“That’s right.”

Yu Shirakawa nodded and spread his hands easily, "It can not only assess you, but also eliminate mice. It's really a killing of two birds with one stone."

"... Moreover, this old guy has deceived you from the beginning. He wants to use you to get close to the core of the organization, but in the end I saw it through. Huhu, it's really dangerous."

He is really good at talking.

Leon realized that he had clenched his fists and let go of his hand in one breath.

Although it would be fun to open a pit on Kayao's head, she is exhausted now and doesn't necessarily burst out with all her strength.

Thinking of this, she continued to ask:

"Then why didn't you tell me at the beginning?"

When Yu Shirakawa heard this question, he couldn't help but feel happy.

He walked over slowly and smiled, "It's very simple... because you are also an undercover agent, Miss Waslin."

This sentence made Leon slightly stunned and his brain temporarily went down.

Then, she quickly sorted out her expression and covered her dazed look: "Mr. Kayao, is this joking?"

"No." Shirakawa Yu shook his head, "You are an agent of the German Federal Intelligence Agency. You have been undercover in the organization a long time ago and have been promoted until today."

"Although this process is quite amazing, and I admire your mentality of killing Gisber... But it's a pity that the organization never shows mercy to the undercover."

Hearing this, Leon felt like he fell into an ice cave.

She had all her strength to control her facial expressions: "Information Bureau? I? Something must have been wrong here."

"I am loyal to the organization and fulfilled all your requests tremblingly. Why did I suddenly become an undercover agent when I got here?"

"How do I know why you are undercover?"

Yu Shirakawa shrugged as if he had no choice.

"But that's how the information is written."

"Lionbachtz, an elite agent of the German Federal Intelligence Agency, is good at assassination and intelligence searches. He has participated in large-scale undercover missions and has achieved success. He is experienced and experienced..."

Listening to Yu Shirakawa telling his identity information like he recited the text, Leon went from being surprised to be unbelievable, and finally slowly turned to frightened.

Then, she took a deep breath.

From the day she entered this journey, she thought that there would be such a day.

But she had no idea that her identity would be exposed in this situation, after she killed Gisber.

etc……

Leon suddenly became a little surprised.

Since the other party would say this, it would be revealed that his identity is the same as Gisber and he has long been exposed.

So when the other party knew his identity, he let himself go and assigned himself to kill Gisber, who was also undercover?

After not much effort to figure this out, Leon's spine chilled.

Because this means that Kayao knew everything from the beginning, and after seeing through his true identity, he did not rush to expose himself. Instead, he hid behind the scenes in a scheming manner and designed a good show to let her and other undercover agents kill each other.

It was like the police found a thief and did not rush to catch him. Instead, they calmly brewed a cup of tea on the spot, allowing the thief to run for seven or eight miles before catching him.

What kind of person is he who can be so confident in the control bureau?

Moreover, why did Gisber fall into this trap and kill himself like the script was written?

This is also a problem.

Leon felt that the doubts in his mind had not been completely resolved.

But if you return to God and think about it, it doesn’t matter whether you solve it or not.

Because her identity is now exposed, she can't escape death no matter what.

Unless you can defeat Kayao in front of you.

Leon quietly looked at Yu Shirakawa.

In the quiet woods, only Shirakawa Yu stood there alone.

She didn't know how strong the other party was.

But she felt that Kayao looked like a clerk who was good at intrigue, with white skin and thin body, like an old fox with many tricks, and didn't look like a tough guy with strong strength at all.

Although she also understands the principle that people should not behave like appearance.

But now there is no time for her to think too much.

Moreover, theoretically, a person will show about 90% of his true self in appearance.

Except for a few examples, Leon can basically tell what kind of person he looks like when he looks at someone else's appearance.

As she was watching, Shirakawa Yu shook his head in disappointment, and his movements were slow: "So, Miss Weislin, do you understand your situation?"

However, at this moment.

Leon's eyes suddenly stern.

Taking advantage of the relaxed speech of Shirakawa Yu, she grabbed a gap, took out the spare pistol hidden between her waist, suddenly rose up, and pointed the muzzle at Shirakawa Yu.

The whole action was completed in one go.

Then she did not hesitate or talk nonsense, and bent her fingers and pulled the trigger directly.
To be continued...