Chapter 65: Meeting with Bourbon

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Scotland walked towards the surveillance blind spot on the side of the hotel, where Bourbon was already waiting.

In the distance, lights came on, replacing the last fading twilight. The sirens tenaciously broke away from the hundreds of noises and gradually approached the hotel.

The flow of people coming and going in front of the hotel was mostly complaining about being wasted by the murder, and very few people cared whether anyone's life was lost.

Was it the organization's doing? The blond and dark-skinned man raised his head inadvertently and asked Scotland with his eyes.

no. Scotland shook his head slightly.

It is taboo for undercover agents from different departments of the same organization to contact each other privately. But people who are qualified for undercover work are not likely to stick to the rules.

Especially these two who turned a chance encounter into an impromptu connection.

After realizing that Kashasha might be trying to get rid of him, Scotland began to wonder whether the mysterious Thousand Faced Witch had really sent someone here - Kashasha was probably deceiving him.

Kashasha did not take him to the core stronghold of the organization's Mihua Town; nor did he let him get to know Calvados before the mission began; he liked to chat with him but basically did not reveal any information about the organization.

Scotland had a vague feeling that Kashasha didn't want him to have casual contact with other members of the organization. Therefore, it is unlikely that he will be allowed to meet the people of Belmode alone.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the hotel released all the stranded tourists. Scotland followed the flow of people out of the hotel.

Unexpectedly, I actually met an acquaintance, Bourbon.

Could it be that he misunderstood Kawakami Tsumugi and that guy didn't fool him?

Bourbon was wearing a suit and carrying a black briefcase. Her well-groomed light blond hair fell neatly on her face. He walked quickly to the hotel as if he was in a hurry.

He also saw Scotland, and his steps paused imperceptibly.

Although Scotland had carefully disguised himself in order to get closer to "Miyagawa Chimitsu", as the young tame dye who was most familiar with Scotland, Bourbon still recognized him.

Why are you here? ! The two saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

Okay, crime solved. Kashasha was most likely still deceiving him.

Bourbon kept walking, like an ordinary social animal running around. The two passed each other. Scotland heard the latter whisper: "Wait for me."

So there was this joint.

Before approaching Bourbon, Scotland did a detailed check on himself. There were no bugs, locators, pinhole cameras or anything like that.

He knew that Bourbon had done the same thing before signaling him to come over, and he also trusted Bourbon's abilities.

But Zero... was still too risky. Scotland thought.

"How is it?" Scotland asked softly.

"It's pretty good, how about you?" Bourbon replied in the same soft voice.

"It's not bad."

Unexpectedly, the exchange in the first round was all nonsense. The two looked at each other. In fact, they had only been separated for more than a week, and there was no need to exchange greetings.

Scotland coughed lightly and went straight to the point: "Kashasha said that Belmod would send someone over, but I didn't expect it would be you."

Wait, Jing, what's going on with your script? Bourbon was a little confused, but he still said in a calm voice: "Is that so?"

It's fake. Kashasha used this excuse to fool me, and it was just right for me to take advantage of. Scotland replied silently.

Bourbon still wasn't completely sure of the situation, but he believed in Scotland's layout, so he took out a paper and pen from his pocket.

Communicate on paper.

"I'll check with Belmode," Bourbon said.

[Kashasha is very dangerous, he has the blood of several undercover agents on his hands. Bourbon wrote in his notebook, "You must be careful." ]

Scotland nodded slightly.

It is indeed dangerous.

This guy Kashasha is like an inconspicuous quagmire. There is green grass on it, and there are even cute little flowers blooming. But if you let down your guard and step on it, you will only be swallowed by the merciless mud.

Occasionally, a string of bubbles emerges from the mire and cracks the surface of the green space, and only then can the true ferocity be glimpsed through the crack.

Scotland's attitude towards him is actually very divided.

On the one hand, Tsumugi Kawakami is humorous, cheerful, and cares about his feelings. He is even willing to help others in his daily life and would go and feed stray cats when nothing happens. If he were not a member of the organization, Scotland would think that he is a friend worth making.

On the other hand, Kashasha is cold, precise, and ruthless in harvesting lives during missions. Killing is not a big deal to him. Even so, Scotland didn't see him express pleasure when killing, as if it was just work for him.

Scotland took something from Bourbon and wrote:

[My real name is Kawakami Tsumugi, whose authenticity is doubtful. I suspect that he was transferred from the intelligence team to the action team. ]

The two used a secret language they had mastered during undercover training. To outsiders, it looked like a paper full of ghost symbols. The ink is also professionally processed, and the writing will disappear after being retained for two seconds.

"Pretty cautious," Scotland said.

"I always do," Bourbon replied.

[His intelligence gathering ability is extremely strong. ] Scotland continued to write, "My physical fitness is very poor, but I have excellent prediction ability in physical skills, and I am good at using dirty tricks during fights." ]

Intelligence team transferred to action team? After capturing the key information, Bourbon's eyes lit up. Then he can check it out.

"Belmode responded," Bourbon lowered his head and flipped through his phone. "She said...well, she asked you to tell Kashasha: 'Take care of yourself.' Let's talk next time when we have time. "

It seemed like he had tricked Kashasha a little bit. Scotland pushed down the guilt in his heart. However, Kashasha does seem to be familiar with the Thousand Faced Witch.

Bourbon took the pen from Scotland: [Kashasha likes not to report it, directly execute or interrogate the traitor undercover who is discovered, and then give perfect evidence. ]

[He is very good at finding undercover agents, but he is quite conniving towards members of the winery. ]

Bourbon recalled the information he finally obtained from Belmode.

At that time, Belmode disguised himself as a middle-aged man, looked at him with a half-smile, and spoke in a charming female voice:

"Kashasha... Then you don't have to worry. He has the habit of bringing in new people. Excluding traitors and undercover agents, the survival rate under Kashasha is close to 100%, regardless of the code name members or peripheral members."

"Unless you have a friend whose identity is questionable - basically, the maximum record for a questionable person to be lurking is three months."

Bourbon felt he had to remind Scotland of the dangers of kashasha.

Damn it, Jing Guang wants to stay with such a person... It's a pity that for the sake of more people's light, he can only watch Jing Guang put himself in danger.

Scotland sighed: "Next time, if the organization allows it."

[I can handle it. Also, Zero, if you care, you are in trouble. The intelligence team will only be more dangerous than what I have here. ]

...

The two chatted for a few more innocuous words and then dispersed.

Scotland and bourbon – or the whiskey trio that they once were – have a good relationship. This is relatively rare in organizations.

After all, Scotland and Bourbon were young tame dyers who grew up together. Even if they pretended not to know each other at all, they would reveal an unknowing tacit understanding when performing tasks together.

Therefore, rather than pretending not to know each other, it is more natural to pretend to be a friend who has gradually become familiar with the person in the organization. Therefore, the atmosphere of this conversation was quite gentle.

Again, if this was a test by Kashasia against Scotland, they showed no flaws.