Twenty minutes later, Ming Zeye drove to the Lucky coffee shop where they agreed to meet.
Ming Zeye did not go in immediately, but stood in a deserted alley.
Ming Zeye held a cigarette in his mouth and snapped his fingers. A small black flame appeared between his fingers, lighting the cigarette in his mouth.
Ming Zeye looked at the small flames floating in the wind, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Dark fire has a very high killing power. It can surprise you when you kill enemies at close range. It can also be used to light cigarettes. It is a very good skill.
Shi Jiu is a very competent and useful partner, but he has to thank his kind sister for sending Shi Jiu into his hands.
Ming Zeye touched the wall behind him with his hands, but there was no dust on his gloves.
Maybe it's because it's not the real world, and some small details in this world are poorly handled. This is not the first time he has discovered loopholes in this world.
Mingze leaned against the wall lazily with a cigarette in his mouth, observing the passing pedestrians and vehicles.
The two-dimensional world is still beautiful. The walls in a small corner are so clean. It is simply an ideal world for people with mysophobia.
He liked clean places, and when he thought about it, these pieces of paper suddenly looked much more pleasing to the eye.
At the same time, the sense of déjà vu as if playing a holographic game is getting stronger and stronger.
Lucky Coffee Shop is located in a relatively remote area, with relatively few pedestrians and vehicles, and there are basically no commanding heights suitable for sniping nearby. It is a very safe meeting place.
At this time, Ming Zeye noticed a black car stopped near Lucky Coffee Shop. A man with light blond hair got out of the car and walked straight into the coffee shop.
Not long after the man entered the coffee shop, Ming Zeye's phone vibrated.
Ming Zeye took out his phone and opened it. It was an email from Ireland. It seemed that the man who just entered was probably Ireland.
[I'm here, at table 7. ——Irish Whiskey]
Ming Zeye put out the cigarette in his mouth, put the cigarette butts into a sealed bag, and walked into the coffee shop unhurriedly.
There were very few people in the coffee shop, and Ming Zeye immediately spotted the light-blond man sitting at table 7.
Sensing Mingzeye's gaze, Ireland raised his head and met Mingzeye's eyes, looking at the man who seemed to be Brown La without any hesitation.
The man looked to be in his early twenties. He had a sunny and handsome face, but his expression was very cold. He looked at people as if he were looking at dead objects. In addition, there was a long and narrow scar on his face, giving him a kind of cold expression. The feeling of being inaccessible.
Seeing Ming Zeye walking straight towards him, Ireland kept a calm expression on his face and secretly held the pistol in his arms.
This person gave him the feeling of being no less dangerous than Gin, and he had to be careful.
If this person is not Brown La, he may have to change places to meet with Brown La.
Ming Zeye put one hand in his pocket, tightened his grip on the pistol in his pocket, and came to sit opposite Ireland with an expressionless face.
Ireland narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked first, "Are you Brown La?"
Ming Zeye showed a slight smile: "First meeting, Ireland."
Ireland didn't say much. He simply took out a document bag and put it on the table. He pushed it in front of Ming Zeye and said, "This contains the target's information."
Ming Zeye browsed it quickly.
The target's name is Shin Endo, his identity is the deputy mayor, and he is a distant relative of the Suzuki family. It is usually difficult to get close to him. This time he came to attend Suzuki Ayako's birthday party, which was a rare assassination opportunity.
Ming Zeye asked while flipping through the information, "What is your plan?"
"I will cut off the power when the time comes. The moment the lights go out, I will shoot the target. If I fail, you will snipe the target."
Organizing assassination targets has always been so simple and crude, but very effective.
"My marksmanship is very accurate and I can snipe him directly on the path he must pass." Ming Zeye said.
"This is what the gentleman meant." Ireland said expressionlessly.
Ming Zeye sneered and his eyes turned cold. The boss's real target was probably him.
After all, the young master of the Ming family has been missing for five years, and there has been no news so far. If he doesn't come forward, everyone will probably think that he is dead.
The boss was considerate of him.
Logically speaking, the heir is usually the eldest son in the family, but the original owner's grandfather and the gentleman insisted on making him the heir. Either Ming and Yu had some health problems, or they were profitable.
Ming Zeye prefers the latter.
Making him the heir is just to rely on him to control the Ming family. The boss is likely to have some means to control the original owner. He needs to pay more attention to this aspect.
Since you really want him to inherit Matsuzawa Company, then he will do as you wish.
Ming Zeye showed a somewhat evil smile. Let's see who laughs last. He suddenly became interested in getting the entire winery.
He will inherit the Matsuzali Company, and he will also control the winery.
But at present, he doesn't even know what the boss looks like, so things like usurping the throne have to be figured out slowly.
What a fun game.
As for the original owner's grandfather, he is already dead, so there is no need to worry too much.
Ming Zeye chatted with Ireland for a while about the specific events of the mission, and then drove away.
The Mingze night train hadn't been driving for long when I felt the phone in my pocket vibrate.
Ming Zeye operated the steering wheel with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other. He clicked on the unread emails and quickly glanced at the content of the email. It was the email from Ming Heyu.
[I heard from the gentleman that one of your missions requires you to attend a banquet at the Suzuki family. Tang Chongming will come to Japan to help you familiarize yourself with the specific procedures. He is your mother’s adopted son. You were very good playmates when you were children. He will come to Japan this afternoon. It should be there soon. 】
Immediately afterwards, a photo was sent.
The man in the photo has bright red hair, blue eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
He originally thought he was Chinese based on the name, but judging from the look of the man in the photo, he probably got the name Tang Chongming from the original owner's mother, Tang Yu'er.
Mingzeye originally wanted to go back to the apartment he bought, but thinking that Tang Chongming would come over in the afternoon, Mingzeye turned the car around and returned to the villa arranged for him by Mingheyu.
Ming Zeye looked at his phone, but Ginjiu still didn't reply to his message.
Ming Zeye, who had nothing to do, took out a bunch of human skin masks from the room and put them on his face layer by layer.
After putting on the seven-layer human skin mask, Ming Zeye tore off the human skin mask layer by layer with joy.
"Hoo~"
Ming Zeye breathed out a comfortable breath, and his mood became very happy. It was fun to tear people apart. It would be even more fun if someone was tearing apart pieces of paper.
It's a pity that his strength is still too weak and he can't reach that level yet.
Happiness is short-lived. Ming Zeye looked at some human skin masks torn from too much force on the table and felt his heart bleed.
At this time, Gin sent an email.
[Akai Shuichi is your partner, and you personally brought him into the organization. He defected, and you are highly suspicious. The organization will conduct a month-long investigation on you, so forget about performing the task. ——Gin】
Ming Zeye thought about his assassination mission in three days. It seemed that the gentleman had a "preference" for him.
