"How is it going?"
In a daze, Kawakamiji heard human voices.
"The operation was successful and the dangerous period has passed. The internal organs were not damaged. There were three minor bone fractures in the body and multiple soft tissue contusions."
Are you talking about him? Gee, that sounds so miserable.
There was a faint smell of alcohol and the softness under his body made it obvious that he was lying in the ward. Then Kawakamiji heard footsteps, and one of the interlocutors went out, probably a doctor.
"I know you're awake." Another person who stayed behind said.
Kawakamiji gave up pretending to be asleep. He opened his eyes and looked indifferently at the man standing beside his bed.
He has black hair and blue eyes. He looks to be in his early thirties and looks mature. There is a faint scar on his neck, which can be seen to have been very deep.
Kawakami didn't speak. He raised his hand without infusion and touched his collar, and then touched his cheek.
He was changed into a hospital gown, the USB flash drive hanging around his neck was taken away by the gang, and the disguise on his face was also removed. Except for his gray hair dyed black, Tsumugi Kawakami dealt with these people as he was.
Kawakamiji didn't intend to have any flaws from the beginning.
Therefore, he didn't even let Belmod disguise him. Instead, he used "crude" techniques to make his face look very similar to that of the intelligence officer.
Sometimes, the more doubts you have, the more trust you can gain. There will definitely be temptations, but these people will naturally use their ingenuity to come up with a reasonable explanation for why he is disguised.
"You are safe now." The black-haired man said slowly, "People from that organization will salvage a body that is burned beyond recognition from the sea."
"You guys acted pretty fast." Kawakami said sarcastically, "It seems like you are colluding with that organization."
Likewise, there is often no doubt about the things you have worked hard to get. What Mr. Kawakami wants to do is not to gain their trust, but to let them try their best to gain Mr. Kawakami's trust.
Before they get over it and wonder why he's not seriously injured. Kawakami Ji first complained and asked why these people acted so quickly.
"The information on the USB flash drive will be automatically destroyed after forty-eight hours." Before the man could answer, Kawakami said to himself, "The same will happen if violence is turned on. Only I know the password."
"Are you doubting us?"
"I've been exposed, and your people might be up to something." Tsumugi Kawakami said coldly, "I won't explain anything until I explain this matter clearly."
First explain that the USB flash drive has a password to show its value. Then he looked full of suspicion and guarded. Kawakamiji could be said to have whetted the appetite of this group of people.
"You should rest first." The man didn't force him. He walked out of the ward.
Through the window, Kawakami watched the man close the door and leave along the corridor.
He struggled to sit up, and the wound on his side was pulled. Kawakami took a deep breath and suddenly felt pain all over his body.
The effects of the anesthetic are almost wearing off.
He had penetrated deep into the enemy stronghold - albeit in a somewhat miserable way. The next step is to wait for Belmode and the others to take action.
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"He doesn't trust us, Enzo," the dark-haired man said.
"Normal," the man named Enzo replied. He sat at the desk without raising his head. "No one can explain the current situation, Raphael."
"Red wine has lost contact."
Red wine refers to Cognac - although according to classification, Cognac is actually brandy. The purpose of this code name is to confuse the public.
Enzo nodded, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment.
"That intelligence officer was the person Hongjiu instigated and developed himself." Raphael continued, "We took over, but have never met. Now... with Hongjiu losing contact, we can't be sure whether he is trustworthy. .”
"How important is that information?"
"Red Wine said it would be the closest we've ever come to victory."
"What's the name of that intelligence officer? I'll talk to him after I finish handling the matters at hand."
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Two hours later, Enzo and Raphael walked into Kawakami's ward. They brought two chairs and sat in front of Kawakami's bed.
The frighteningly pale intelligence officer was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard and dozing off. Hearing their movements, he opened his eyes.
"It's best to lie down and rest for your injury, Alan."
"Thank you for your concern." Kawakami said.
"Listen, Alan." Enzo slowly organized his words, "Although we have never met, we have always been comrades on the same front..."
"Don't say such lies, how did I get exposed?" Kawakami asked irritably.
"We lost the news about Cognac." Sensing the other party's annoyance, Enzo said bluntly.
The intelligence officer stared at the two of them: "Cognac? I don't know it. Maybe you can give a few more wine names to test it out?"
"I know that he single-handedly protected you from the organization." As if he didn't hear Kawakami Tsumugi's provocation, Enzo continued, "I won't be able to gain your trust in a short period of time. But time waits for no one, let's decrypt this The longer the information is available, the longer the organization can respond to us."
"And if we were from that organization, we wouldn't save you at all." Raphael added on the side.
"That's not necessarily true." Kawakami Tsumugi coughed, "Based on the information in this USB flash drive, you can deduce the general position of my superior in the organization... I can't harm him."
"If you need it." Enzo closed his eyes tiredly and opened them again, "We can show you Cognac's information and evidence that he...has lost contact."
Kawakamiji nodded.
Raphael handed over a document bag. Kawakami took it over, opened the wrapping cord, and quickly browsed the information.
These people also had reservations about him, but Kawakami now knew Koniek's real name and the time he spent undercover in the organization.
"Actually, I don't know the specific password." Kawakami put the file back and told the truth.
"What?"
"This USB flash drive was given to me directly by my supervisor." Tsumugi Kawakami was fabricating lies while stalling for time. "He said the password was his middle name, plus the last three digits of his employment number, and He...the first two digits of the house number of his hometown.
"Ah, it's not over yet. There is also the seat number of the place where he and you will meet for the third time."
Enzo nodded: "Thank you, we will remember your contribution, Alan."
He explained a few words to Raphael, who stood up and left in a hurry.
The house number of Hongjiu's hometown must be checked first, as well as the location of their third meeting. At that time, there was no middleman like Alan. That seems to be a Chinese restaurant——
Ten minutes later, the lights in the ward dimmed.
Enzo stood up alertly.
The intelligence officer sitting on the bed had a huge reaction. He pulled out the infusion tube in his right hand and tried to get out of bed, his face distorted with fear.
"It's them." Kawakami said tremblingly, "They're coming."
