One month later.
Four twenty-eight in the morning.
A dusty guitar player walked through the door of the bar.
He wore silver round earrings and had a fashionable gray curly hair with a few strands of bright blue highlights.
The black trench coat is also quite avant-garde: the hem has uneven jagged edges, a big smiley face is painted with white paint on the back, half covered by a guitar bag, and there are big scarlet X's on the eyes.
The lookout at the winery couldn't tell the identity of the person for a while.
He looks like a young man who plays rock music and is in serious trouble with secondary school syndrome, but he also carries an indescribable sense of contradiction.
More like...
The other party noticed him, turned around, smiled, and even waved his hand to say hello.
A very friendly smile, but a pair of pure black eyes without any highlights, like a black hole that can distort light, and like a deep sea full of suffocation.
The watcher had a creepy feeling that he was being targeted by something, and the uncertainty in his heart disappeared.
This can only be their person.
The guitarist walked straight to the bartender's counter and knocked on the counter with the knuckle of his right index finger. He was wearing black tactical gloves:
"A glass of cachaça with ice, thank you."
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It has to be said that the winery’s joint methods are still stuck in the last century.
However, durability means that it is easy to use, and it has a sense of ritual of a large underground criminal organization.
So Kawakamiji likes it very much.
Under the guidance of the winery lookout, Kawakami entered the basement level of the bar, which is the territory of the winery insiders. He has never been to this stronghold, so he needs someone to lead him.
"Thanks."
When he separated from the lookout who was leading the way conscientiously, Kawakami smiled at him and said thank you.
For some reason, the latter was so frightened that he returned the greeting vaguely and ran faster than a rabbit.
It's so sad to be rejected again.
Only then did Kawakami remember that he didn't seem to be wearing glasses. He knew that he was a bit scary without glasses.
Kawakami shrugged and shook the wine glass in his hand rhythmically. The ice cubes make a nice clinking sound. He walked towards the depths of the stronghold without hesitation, as if he had been there thousands of times.
As usual, Kawakami Tsumugi found Gin and his friends in a semi-open box with a good view and a good view of both offense and defense.
Gee, there are new faces.
Two men, one wearing a knitted hat and eye-catching long hair, the other wearing a black sweatshirt. Both of them had their backs to him.
It seems to be a new whiskey group in the organization, but only two people came, Scotch and Rye.
Kawakami Tsumugi met them once when he was on a mission in Yonehua Town. It was one-sided and they didn't notice him.
Because there was a newcomer whom Rum valued among them, Tsuyoshi Kawakami checked the whiskey group out of curiosity.
There are three people in the whiskey group:
Toru Amuro, codenamed Bourbon, Kage Midorikawa, codenamed Scotch Whiskey, and Dai Morohoshi, codenamed Rye Whiskey—the 800-yard sniper that Tsugumi Kawakami has always been curious about.
To be honest, this configuration is very strange.
Because the three of them are all newcomers, and they are all high-quality newcomers who got their code names within half a year - the normal organizational process requires at least half a year of seniority to get a code name, and they are all whiskey.
There is a strange comfort in watching a batch of wines come out together - ah no, out of the factory together.
Kawakamiji approached quietly.
Gin had noticed him long ago and kept silent in a tacit understanding; Vodka was not there; Chianti was busy maintaining the sniper rifle, and Cohen was as dumbfounded as usual.
So Kawakami walked behind the two new bottles of wine very smoothly, and he suddenly pulled open the empty chair next to Scotland.
"Hello everyone!" Kawakami greeted briskly.
It was obvious that the two newcomers were frightened, their muscles tensed, and they would have pulled out their guns if the situation was not right.
However, Kawakamiji was equally frightened:
[Dip - Capturing the key figures: Scotch whiskey (???)]
[Character points obtained: 5]
[Current character points: 17]
[Drip - Capturing the key figure: Rye whiskey (???)]
[Character points obtained: 5]
[Current character points: 22]
It's the system.
There has been no news about this thing since Shirley. Kawakami almost forgot about it, but today he suddenly pretended to be dead. Two key figures were also identified at the same time.
The character points obtained are all five, which is quite heavy compared to the previous points of Shirley and Armagnac; there is a question mark next to the real name, indicating that they are not using their real names.
This has happened to Armagnac before. After some investigation, Kawakami Tsumugi discovered that his real name was Ethan Hondo.
However, it was normal for people in their profession to have fancy names. Kawakami had a feeling that he would not get the answers he wanted if he continued to investigate, so he stopped the investigation.
Obviously now is not the time to think about that.
Kawakamiji's pause was a bit long. In order to cover up this unnaturalness, he turned his upper body sideways in an exaggerated manner and looked at Scotland and Rye.
"Ah, here's the newcomer."
"Kashaxia, sit down for me." As if he couldn't stand Kawakami Tsumugi's embarrassment here, Gin said with some disgust, "Are you planning to perform as a entertainer?"
"If you think I'm lowering the organization's standards, you can unilaterally pretend not to know me." Kawakami sat next to Scotland, "I won't complain."
What's wrong? Isn't this quite fashionable? Kawakami thought it would be a good match for the winery.
Chianti, who was watching the excitement from the side, explained calmly: "He was stopped as a minor last time."
"Don't expose me like this, Chianti. Besides, my appearance has nothing to do with last time."
The incident of being stopped was an accident, really an accident.
In addition to appearance, temperament can also greatly affect other people's judgment of age. For example, Belmode has adjusted her temperament well, and even if it is difficult to change her appearance, there is no pressure to play a beautiful high school girl with a simple heart.
Kawakami Tsumugi's acting skills are not bad either. Based on his current age of twenty-four, it fluctuates by ten years. He can perfectly interpret the temperament from fourteen to thirty-four.
Last time in Yoneka Town, Kawakami Tsumugi played a junior high school student due to mission requirements, but when he contacted the organization, his temperament failed to adjust.
So I was stopped.
Just outrageous.
The mission was not over yet and the identity had to be kept secret. In order to sneak into the stronghold, Tsumugi Kawakami improvised and made up a story that saddened those who heard it and made those who saw it cry.
The general idea is: Uncle, please let me in. My girlfriend and I are having a conflict and want to die. I am looking everywhere now, so let me go in and see if she is there...
Then Kawakami Tsumugi was led in by Chianti, who was almost laughing like crazy while watching the whole process of his embarrassment.
Fortunately, no one dared to bite the tongue of the Codename members, and Chianti has been bound to Cohen for many years, so there were no strange rumors such as "my gangster girlfriend".
I only felt pity for the peripheral member. After knowing the truth, his face turned green when he saw him.
"Been stopped?" Gin frowned in confusion, then seemed to have figured something out, and glanced at Kawakami Tsumugi with a sneer, "You deserve it."
"Hey." Kawakamiji rolled his eyes.
How could a guy like Gin, who always has a sinister look on his face and whose disguise skills are so bad that no disguise can save him, be so proud?
Compared to Gin's disdain, the other friends were much friendlier.
Chianti made a fair comment on Kawakami's outfit: "Actually, this outfit is pretty good, Cassia. You can wear dark lipstick and eye shadow."
"Smoky eye makeup?" Kawakami thought, "Okay, I'll try it next time."
