On a night when their identities were exposed, Jiangu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang were destined to be unable to sleep normally. They tossed and turned in the quilt and pondered over and over the true identity of Bingjiu and how they should deal with themselves after dawn.
Fangtani Rei had asked the informant countless times on his mobile phone, but obviously did not get any reply he wanted. The superior asked him if something had happened, but he did not mention the exposure of his identity.
He lay on the bed and let out a long breath.
The safe house they were in was also the territory of Icewine, and there was a Mescal who kept an eye on them at all times. What should they do?
Night, if you were in this situation, what would you do?
My nerves were on edge all day long.
Unknowingly, the deep layers of Jiang Guling's brain were wrapped bit by bit by nightmares, and eventually they fell into a drowsy state in that unspeakable dream.
In the dream, I saw the back of Kurosawa in police uniform under the cherry blossom tree. He put his left hand in his pocket, tilted his head and raised his right hand to pick up a petal on his shoulder. His profile was thick and his eyes were slightly closed.
The breeze blew by, and he smiled softly against the cherry blossom rain:
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
…
"zero."
…
There was a heavy rain at night, and the sky was still pattering when the fish belly was white, but at eight or nine o'clock, the sky still cleared up, and the temperature dropped even cooler than the previous few days.
After returning to Japan, if there were no tasks scheduled, I would have to stay in bed all night and not get up until three o'clock in the morning. It would be impossible to maintain physical strength through hard training every day like Gin.
The body itself is a tissue experiment.
The peculiarity is that under high-intensity training, the strength of all aspects of oneself seems to be the accumulation of game data. As long as it is piled up, it will not decrease. The whole body is more like a data body.
After getting this body secret, Gin treated him coldly many times. I didn't know whether the other party was envious or not. He even said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Oh, you loser has this thing, it's a waste!"
Even that night I just covered my ears and said, "It's bullshit at work, it's bullshit at work, it's bullshit at work..."
If Gin had such special physical characteristics, he would probably be the world's top killer with his model worker attributes, right?
In short, it will never be as indifferent as brandy.
I yawned lazily and opened the curtains, and then I saw three future whiskeys training downstairs.
However, their fighting was somewhat personal.
The punches hit the flesh, which was several times harder than when he hit Matsuda.
There was a knocking sound at the door, and the others were training. If he didn't knock on the door, he thought it must be Mescal.
Mescal's voice came through the door.
"Good morning, sir! Mescal sincerely wishes you a happy day and a good night's sleep."
"Please come in."
"Okay, sir. Please excuse me for coming in."
As the words fell, the door was gently pushed open with a creak.
Mescal walked in with the prepared breakfast, dressed as a butler in a black tuxedo, walked into the room and knelt down to tidy up the books scattered on the floor for the owner of the room.
This kind of rhetorical service has become commonplace all night long. He stood quietly by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked into the distance with his eyes lowered, without even giving Mescal a look.
Lianye glanced at the breakfast at hand and paused, "Who made the sandwich? It's not your usual style."
It looks like Hiro's cooking skills.
He was lucky enough to eat it many times during his time at the police academy.
Mescal tidied up the room for him slowly, but did not try to deceive Lianye about this matter. He said calmly, "Yes, you are really discerning. It is made of Scotch whiskey. He seems to be better at cooking. Fortunately, it’s really good.”
When in the bathroom, you can realize that the two very close spaces are not soundproofed, and Mescal's voice is very clear outside.
After washing his face all night, he was not surprised at first, but soon became surprised. His voice was emotionless and he repeated it, "You mean, Scotch whiskey?"
"Yes." Mescal said: "At seven o'clock this morning, their authority on the organization's intranet was raised to C-level members, and their accounts were also assigned their own code names. They were no longer the original simple initial accounts. .”
He concealed the displeasure in his eyes and murmured: "It's such good luck that they were assigned to your command."
Lianye laughed: "Them? All? That's not good news."
All three of them are undercovers. Once exposed, the organization will definitely hold him accountable, even if he did not bring the undercovers in.
Li Ye frowned. After coming out of the bathroom, he stared at the familiar-looking sandwich but still didn't eat it immediately. Instead, he went to the pillow and took out his phone to check his text messages. Sure enough, he saw a few unopened emails.
From Gin and boss respectively, and...
First letter:
[Dear Brandy, now that your people have been selected, I will increase their authority and give them code names. Bourbon and Scotch whiskey are yours from today on, so remember to check for your gifts. 】
Second letter:
[As you wish, Rai was transferred to my hands. I don’t have time to deal with him now. You send him to the training base of the action team first. ——Gin】
Lian Ye thought that he was lucky.
This was just enough for Zero and Hiro to stay with him. Although he couldn't get much organizational information, at least they were safe.
I opened the third letter in a good mood:
[Lianye, if it were you, what would you do? 】
It's...zero.
After staring at Toyo for a few seconds, he deleted the third email with a normal expression. This was an email from Rei Fukiya to Kurosawa Toyo. It should not appear in Brandy or Icewine's phone.
He thought for a while and deleted the account commonly used in the police academy.
Using two accounts at the same time would be too confusing and dangerous. Once you lose your mind and reply to the wrong message one day, all the relationships you have will probably burst like a bubble, right?
He won't be a complete liar like Akai Shuichi, who can't even protect the only few people he likes, and even causes them to die.
"Mescal, you go and send Morohoshi away to Gin's action team training base. Oh no, you should call him Rai when we meet in the future. That's just right, Vodka's ability still doesn't match Gin well. , Rai’s qualities in all aspects are very much in line with Gin’s expectations for his subordinates.”
The only pity is that Ley is an FBI.
…
When they learned that they had been given the code name, both Fangtani Rei and Zhufu Jingguang were secretly surprised. For the first time, they felt that the green light was smoothly controlled by humans, and it was almost unobstructed.
And the next second, it seemed that someone quietly heard something, and even the annoying stars were sent away as expected.
When they saw the Zhizhishishi ice wine by the floor-to-ceiling windows upstairs, the two of them seemed to have been hit on the forehead, and their moods became increasingly complicated.
He took the shortcut of ice wine, right? Not only did he not reveal his identity, but he also got a code name. How could Matsuda be so proud?
This road to getting a codename was countless times easier than when they were shortlisted for the organization. It was almost a matter of lying down, without the rumored elite cultivators in the organization, and they had a narrow escape.
They didn't even suffer the slightest injury, and they didn't have to follow Gin, who had many followers, but Icewine, who had an equally high status but only a few direct subordinates.
Zhu Fu Jingguang put away his cell phone and said in a slightly cold and calm tone, "Bourbon, among the newcomers that Ginjiu brought in the past few days, only one got the code name alive, and the rest... are all dead."
Fang Guling lowered his eyes, "Yes, I understand."
I really want to say that Bingjiu is not a good person, but Bingjiu will take action to protect two police undercovers, while abandoning the real members of the organization.
