Also in the interrogation room was another red-haired woman.
To be precise, her usual office space was transformed into an interrogation room. In a familiar environment, she could feel at ease even with electronic shackles.
Not to mention, there are still tasks to deal with.
Grenache rubbed her sore hands and then her sore eyeballs. She has been sitting in front of the computer for two days.
Clean, tamper with, and replace any monitoring that might expose the organization. The most important thing is to erase Kashasha's information obtained by ICPO: blood samples, photos, DNA, etc.
She knew very well that if her superb hacking skills were not useful to the organization, she would probably be punished with the same crime as Konec.
Thinking of Cognac, she couldn't help clenching her fists, her nails digging deeply into her flesh——
"Good morning, Grenache."
After not eating or sleeping for two consecutive days, fatigue still blunted the perception of Grenache. The red-haired woman turned her head sharply, and she faced a face that was exactly like her own, like a mirror image.
"Belmod." Grenache said bitterly.
"Don't be so bitter and hateful, women will age faster if they frown." Belmode smiled happily.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"About your mistakes and Cognac." Belmod leaned against the wall, she was even using Grenache's voice, "Of course, the organization believes in your loyalty, but the process still needs to be followed. The organization will conduct an interrogation against you."
"Who is the interrogator?"
In order to prevent mutual cover-up, members of other branches will be selected for this kind of interrogation, and often they will choose people who are not interested.
"The old rule is that there is one person each from the action team and the intelligence team." Belmode said, "Me, and Kashasha."
"Kashasha?" Garnacha reacted with disgust.
"To be fair, you have to thank him this time. And... whether it's Kashacha or Cognac, your taste has never been very good, Grenache."
"You——" Grenache gritted her teeth, "Don't make any assumptions here."
"No matter what, just take care of yourself." Belmode flipped up her hair, with a charm unique to the Thousand-Faced Witch in her movements, "The interrogation will be tonight, so be prepared."
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There are supermarkets and fruit shops within the organization's jurisdiction. Complete range, high quality and low price.
Out of some unknown state of mind, Scotland actually bought several bags of lemon candies for Kawakami, but then he thought it was not good to just buy candies for the patient, so he brought a fruit basket.
However, after returning to the organization base, he did not find Kawakami Tsumugi from the ward.
There was still half a bottle of unfinished water hanging on the shelf nearby, and the slender infusion tube was tied with a bow. Apparently, it was Kawakami Tsumugi who escaped on his own.
This guy just came off the operating table. Scotland can't help but have some headaches.
"Scotland! Get out of the way!"
As he was thinking about it in his mind, Kawakami Tsumugi's voice came from his left side. Scotland turned around and saw that the injured patient who had just come off the operating table was driving swiftly in a wheelchair.
Scotland quickly made room for him.
Tsumugi Kawakami reluctantly stopped at the door of the ward and turned around twice in a handsome manner. Behind him, the doctor hurriedly rushed, panting:
"Who the hell gave you a wheelchair! I think you want to be a paraplegic!"
"Wow~ Did you bring some lemon candies? You are so considerate, Scotland." Tsumugi Kawakami pulled out a pack of candies from his shopping bag. Due to a fractured bone, he could only use his left hand. "That doctor is super responsible. I'm halfway there." When you meet me, you look like 'you're screwed' -"
"You can't eat snacks!" The doctor grabbed the candy from Kawakami's hand, "Fruit is fine - you go to bed and lie down!"
"As you are told."
"And you!" The doctor glared at Scotland, "Has your brain been corroded by sulfuric acid? You actually bought candy?"
"Oh, doctor..." Kawakami smiled playfully, "I want to eat, it has nothing to do with him - and my wound hurts, can you help me move to the bed?"
"you deserve it!"
"Yes, yes," Kawakamiji nodded quickly, "I deserve it. I deserve it."
The doctor was choked and had nothing to say. With a dark face, he changed the bottle of medicine and put another IV on Kawakami. Where the doctor didn't see him, Kawakami whispered to Scotland:
[Leave me a bag of sugar. ]
[no. ] Scotland said with lip language, [Follow the doctor's instructions and eat after you recover from the injury. ]
"Oh, we have been together for so long." Tsumugi Kawakami shook his head and sighed, "After just a few words, my elbows turned outward——"
"I regret not killing you on the operating table." The doctor took over.
"I was wrong." Kawakami said honestly.
In fact, Kawakami's wounds heal much faster than ordinary people, and coupled with the powerful medicines of the organization's medical department, there is no need to be so careful.
Moreover, given his status, it is impossible to rest until the mess in Country F is dealt with.
It seems that I am going to let down the doctor's good intentions.
The doctor settled Kawakami and left in a hurry. Before leaving, he gave some instructions to Scotland to keep an eye on this lost thing.
Kawakami refused Scotland's help, pulled out an orange from the fruit basket, and peeled it with his only moving hand.
"Don't pick out the white veins when eating oranges." Scotland took out an apple from the fruit basket and started peeling it, "Children are not as picky as you."
"Well, although I mean well, don't point fingers at my living habits." Tsumugi Kawakami swept the picked white tendons out of bed, "Also, I won't eat the apples, so you can handle it yourself."
"Why?"
"Because I'm picky about food." Kawakami replied confidently, "Of course, if you give me lemon candy, maybe you can consider it..."
"Forget it."
Scotland took a deep breath and told himself not to care about the injury, not to care about it, not to care about it... Damn it, it was as if he was begging him to eat. If Zero dared to do this, he would have slapped him.
"Tsk, you look like you want to hit me." Kawakami shrank into the bed.
"You still know." Scotland took a bite of the apple.
Kawakamiji smiled and teased Scotland for a while, and most of the depression brought out of the interrogation room disappeared.
"What do you think of this mission?"
"I had to shoot my comrade." Scotland paused, "What can you think of it?"
Although he felt guilty for injuring Kawakami Tsumugi, Scotland was secretly relieved.
He didn't know how he would feel if the target he wanted to snipe was not Kawakami Tsuji, but the undercover agents of other organizations - those companions who were actually sneaking into the darkness with him.
Scotland actually did not participate in the attack on ICPO strongholds. He just scouted near the scene, and then spent the rest of the time taking care of the injured Kashasha.
After returning to the organization base, Scotland was also running up and down for his partner, and basically had no time to think about that bloody night.
"Don't be too narrow-minded," explained Kawakami. "Wounds can heal. From this perspective, the body is a renewable resource - if used properly."
"…Sounds very perverted."
In fact, it's okay, Kawakami thought, no matter how cruel the wound is, it will heal. As long as there are no sequelae, the damage will only make the body stronger.
In comparison, if you don't eat for several days in order to lose weight and lose ten pounds in a week...that's called abnormality.
"What's so perverted?" Kawakami shrugged, "Aren't we just a group of perverted scum living in the dark?"
