"Yeah, but things need to be handled more cleanly, just like the idiot next door to you. I asked you to come here just to get the medicine."
That idiot next door...?
Oh, it’s the bit-part guy whose name I’ve forgotten.
As Zuo Ye was thinking about it, Gin suddenly paused and glanced sideways at him: "But now it seems that it doesn't matter whether the situation is handled cleanly or not."
"Of course, you'd better be careful, otherwise even if you are promoted to a core member and your value is different, as long as I am sure that you have been exposed and are harmful to the organization, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."
Zuoye squinted his eyes and didn't pay attention to Gin's habitual warning behind him. Instead, he remembered what Conan had mentioned to him before, the mysterious drug that made the guy's body smaller. Could this be what he was talking about?
After the warning, Gin reached into his pocket and took out two things and threw them to Zuo Ye.
Zuo Ye originally thought it was the medicine Gin mentioned just now, but when he lowered his head and looked down, he discovered that it was actually a pistol and... a flip phone.
"It's time for you to get a mobile phone with you. It's too inconvenient to contact you by phone alone. I've also got a mobile phone card for you. You can use this number for future contacts. However, it's best to use this number only for work. Remember to apply for it separately for daily use. A card."
After Zuo Ye blinked his eyes, he nodded somewhat unexpectedly: "Understood."
Could it be that Gin just bought this mobile phone after the call failed to get through before? Even the mobile phone sim card is prepared, which is quite considerate.
Although Gin is always cold-mouthed and willing to kill at every turn, he is occasionally very collegial.
... Could it be that she is tsundere?
Zuo Ye opened his phone and took a look. He said that when he first traveled through time, it seemed that in addition to landlines, everyone could also use the big brother phone that was bigger than a brick. But I don’t know when new types of mobile phones began to appear. .
Old man's phone, flip phone, slide phone.
The first time Zuo Ye saw a new mobile phone in this world seemed to be in the hands of Toru Amuro.
After tilting his neck, Zuo Ye didn't think much, put his cell phone in his pocket, and then returned the pistol to Gin.
"I don't really need this thing. It's more of a hindrance, so I won't use it."
After all, Zuo Ye is now a core member of a criminal organization. It is not surprising that the organization will issue weapons such as pistols.
But Zuo Ye was indeed not joking. For him now, the pistol was really just a burden... It seemed a bit exaggerated to say so. It should be said that it was useless.
After all, Zuo Ye can switch his vest at will, which can be used to avoid detection when facing official forces. But if a gun is found on his body, it will be really troublesome.
As for facing unofficial armed personnel, Zuo Ye said - once you put on your hat and swing your hammer, you won't love anyone!
So really speaking, carrying a gun on his body would do more harm than good to Zuo Ye.
But regarding Zuo Ye's thoughts, Gin just snorted coldly: "It's up to you whether to use it or not, but you must hold this gun."
"..."
Zuo Ye looked at Gin with some doubts. He felt that Gin's attitude was inexplicably strange. It didn't seem like... he was worried about his safety, so he had to keep the gun.
strange.
Finally, Gin took out another document bag and handed it to Zuo Ye, and then walked towards the elevator at the exit of the passage: "The leader of the scientific research team here is called Shirley. I have already said hello. You can go find him." She can just get the medicine."
"……oh."
Zuo Ye watched the Gin duo leave and waved his hand: "Then go slowly, Gin-sama."
Sherry, is it sherry?
Zuo Ye pondered the pronunciation and recalled the information he had collected about various wines before. If he had put it aside before, he might have directly transliterated it into Sydney.
Ha, rock sugar stewed pear?
The name of this wine is quite interesting.
Zuo Ye was amusing himself for a while, but when he turned around, a cold face appeared in front of him, which scared him so much that he almost threw a hammer at him.
He has short brown wavy hair and very delicate facial features. He is probably less than twenty years old. He looks like a mixed race, just like Toru Amuro, um, but Toru Amuro has black skin and this one has white skin, which is a sharp contrast.
It's a pity that her hair color is not black, and her temperament is similar to the previous Fei Yingli, with a sense of distance like a queen.
"Tsk, beautiful lady."
After calming down his heartbeat, Zuo Ye glanced at the chest of the white coat the girl was wearing.
Of course, this is not a male's instinct, but a sign with a name on the other person's chest - Miyano Shiho.
"Beauty, where is your team leader?"
Miyano Shiho looked at Zuo Ye sideways, then turned around and returned to the laboratory behind without saying a word. Zuo Ye tilted his neck and followed him in.
"Rye whiskey, I didn't expect that this code name would be restarted one day."
Miyano Shiho made a dull sound, took out a small box from the drawer and threw it to Zuo Ye: "Are you familiar with Gin? This is the first time I have seen him... treat others so kindly."
kind?
Although Gin did do something good for Zuo Ye just now, when it comes to being friendly, it probably wouldn't be considered friendly.
Also, what does restarting mean? Has anyone used my code name before?
Doubts flashed through Zuo Ye's mind, but the most important thing is...this little girl knows a lot.
Zuo Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at Miyano Shiho: "When did you start eavesdropping?"
"I didn't eavesdrop. I was at the door from the beginning, you just didn't see it."
Miyano Shiho said so.
Zuo Ye: "..."
It was a visual blind spot, but I couldn't detect the little girl's whereabouts at all. This could be considered a low-presence physique close to a passerby's hat.
No, it should be said that Gin's momentum attribute was too strong and completely attracted his attention, so he failed to notice the existence of Miyano Shiho.
Tsk, Ginjiu didn’t even give a warning, just exposed himself in front of a core member of this newly opened vest?
Zuo Ye recalled the previous exchange with Gin. It seemed that in addition to mentioning the art of disguise, he also mentioned that he had caught a smuggler. There was even a time limit of "yesterday".
If Miyano Shiho really wanted to investigate, it probably wouldn't take much time to uncover the existence of Zuo Ye's identity.
Of course that's all.
Because even if Miyano Shiho really found out Zuo Ye's identity, it wouldn't have much impact on Zuo Ye, it would just be a little bit of trouble.
This is the power of the vest!
Seemingly sensing that Zuo Ye was a little worried, Miyano Shiho suddenly spoke again: "Don't worry, I don't know anything about the content of your mission. I just listened to the beginning and end of your conversation, and That guy Gin won’t let me hear things I shouldn’t hear.”
Um?
Why does this statement sound so self-deprecating?
Zuo Ye didn't pay much attention to what happened just now. He opened the small box that Miyano Shiho threw over and took a look. Eight ordinary-looking red and white capsules came into view.
"So you are Shirley. Even if you are beautiful, you still look so young. Is this considered a genius?"
Zuo Ye smiled with interest and said, "You have thin skin and tender flesh. It makes me want to bring you some rock sugar and cook it for you."
Miyano Shiho raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding what Zuo Ye meant by what he said next.
But in the previous sentence, Miyano Shiho had something to say. She sat on her chair and turned half a circle, facing Zuo Ye: "You don't seem to be qualified to speak to me."
"After all, unlike us scientific researchers, whether they are operational personnel or intelligence personnel, if they want to be promoted to cadres, they are at least close to thirty years old, and it will take several years or even decades.
It will take ten years. "
Miyano Shiho's voice paused, and the look in his eyes became much colder: "So I'm really curious, how many people did you kill to get to where you are now?"
