As a perverted scumbag living in the dark, when Belmod called him out of bed, Kawakami Tsumugi refused.
"I'm a patient!" Tsuyoshi Kawakami complained, "Can't you just let me rest for a while?"
"There is no way," Belmode smiled brightly, "You also know the rules of organizing interrogations of its own members. Now you are the only member of the action team in the F country branch who has this authority."
"Call Gin over."
"Gin will clean up your mess in Yoneka Town."
Tail? It took two seconds for Kawakami to react: It should be referring to the second mission he and Scotland went on together, when Kawakami used the information gap to provoke internal fighting between the two organizations.
"Okay...it's so troublesome..."
"I thought you would be very excited to be able to interrogate Grenache." Bellmode pushed the wheelchair over and helped Kawakami move off the bed.
"Why am I excited?"
"As far as I know, your relationship is not very good. Moreover, according to Gin's description last time, when you interrogated others, your behavior was quite..." Belmode considered the words, "... unusually?"
That time with Akira Nakamura? Kawakamiji thought about it for a moment. Okay...it's a little different from ordinary people. But that time there was an element of acting, just to disgust Gin. After all, Kawakamiji doesn't like to be forced to do things by others.
"Gin really tells you everything."
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The two chatted all the way, and during the process they went back and forth to gather information for several rounds. Finally he stopped in front of the door of the interrogation room. Bellmode helped Kawakami move the wheelchair across the threshold.
In the interrogation room, Grenache was leaning on the iron chair with her legs crossed, half a lady's cigarette between her fingers.
Tsumugi Kawakami covered his nose expressionlessly and turned on the exhaust fan on the side.
"Good evening, Grenache." Greeting everyone is a must-have etiquette for Kawakami. "In order for the organization to flourish, we may need your cooperation in the next step -"
"You're even in a wheelchair, so you can't take care of yourself, Kashasha?" Garnacha mocked.
"Not only can't I take care of myself," Tsumugi Kawakami pretended to be heartbroken, "I also had to be pulled out of bed in the middle of the night to read a joke. The joke was quite apologetic."
"Okay, kindergarten kids. Quiet, now it's time to give out big red flowers." Belmod interrupted the two of them to reminisce.
The Thousand-Faced Witch finally used her true appearance this time. She gathered up her silver hair, tied it up, and put on a mask and gloves.
Beside Belmod, there was a small operating table with two tubes of injections placed on it, one was a whitening agent and the other was a sustained-release agent.
If he hadn't been injured, these would have been Kawakami's work.
However, the confessional agent used for Grenache is not C750 developed by Tsugumi Kawakami.
Although C750 confessional agent has excellent efficacy, it has a big limitation: side effects. Poor dosage control may cause organ failure in users. Without additional treatment, the user will be disabled after the information is asked.
Besides interrogating intelligence, the organization did not want to cause any other damage to Grenache.
Kawakami Tsumugi was sitting in a wheelchair and could not help much. He was playing with the recording pen in his hand.
"Okay." After preparing everything, Belmod picked up the potion, the needle reflecting the cold light.
"Okay, let's get started." Grenache closed her eyes.
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"Actually, through the interrogation records, I feel that there should be no problem with Grenache." Tsumugi Kawakami turned off the recorder, "It's just... Tsk, Cognac can be quite deceptive. A man with sweet words has no heart."
He raised his head. Opposite him, the red-haired woman lowered her head, dripping with cold sweat. She bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from saying anything she shouldn't, and her eyes were unfocused.
"Would you like to take the opportunity to ask other questions?" Belmode suddenly showed a playful smile.
Belmode actually wanted to watch the fun.
It would be quite interesting if Kashasha took the opportunity to ask other questions: such as "Why do you hate me so much?"
"Forget it, I'm not in the mood." Kawakami answered lazily, "Let's give them the sustained-release medicine."
Of course Tsumugi Kawakami has questions to ask, but it definitely can’t be now.
Because it's so boring, it's like playing a puzzle game with a guide. He can find the answer completely through his own reasoning ability.
And although the Grenache is not very good, he is also an excellent employee of the winery. Kawakami feels that he does not need to be too evil.
"It's a pity." Belmode said.
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It's one thing to be immoral, but it's another thing to write a mission report. In the mission report, Kawakami used a desolate tone to recount the history of Grenache's overturn. By the way, it was extremely ironic that the other party could not recognize people.
“However,” Kawakami wrote cogently at the end of the report, “I think there is no doubt about Grenache’s loyalty to the organization.”
Then he pressed send and handed the report to Rum. The thought of Rum having to endure his tirade. Kawakami Tsumugi was extremely happy.
In addition, Kawakamiji drafted another request to the gentleman.
At first, when Bermod told him about the hidden branch, Kawakami thought it was personal assistance that was not credited. Later he learned that it was because the confidentiality was too high and he could not disclose it in advance.
I have to mention that Belmode is very good at pretending, and Kawakami thought he guessed it right.
It is not a personal assistance, which means that Kawakami Tsuyoshi's name will be on this mission report. Kawakami Tsumugi's request was to erase his involvement from the mission report.
Of course, if you take leave and receive bonuses, you will not be able to get potential benefits such as status promotion and career development.
He doesn't care about this anyway, so the gentleman will naturally reuse him.
【Why? ] the gentleman asked.
[There are too many undercover agents in the organization, and I am afraid that I will be retaliated against if the information is leaked. ——Cachaca]
【……】
[I know that sir wants to hear the truth from me. ——Cachaca]
The gentleman still approved his request. and advised him to take a good rest.
As for why he did this... it wasn't something like "not for fame and wealth, just for love", he just thought about it simply, and for the time being he didn't know why he thought about it. Maybe it was partly because of the ICPO agent.
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The day after the trial, Grenache approached him. At that time, Kawakami Tsumugi was lying dead on the hospital bed, not even bothering to lift his head.
"Good afternoon, Grenache." Tsumugi Kawakami waved his hand lazily, "Are you here to see a joke about me not being able to take care of myself?"
"I..." Seeing Kawakami Tsumugi's kindness, Grenache suddenly lost the desire to communicate with him.
But things have to be made clear.
"Thank you for the Cognac thing." Grenache still whispered.
In this turmoil, although she was punished, she still saved her life and position, largely because of Kashasha.
Because Kashasha captured the ICPO liaison officer, which not only minimized the influence of Konyak, but also made breakthrough progress in another mission of the F-country intelligence team, so the organization did not pursue it too closely.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" The gray-haired young man pulled out his ears in an exaggerated manner, "You can't be Grenache, right? Who are you? The intelligence team has been infiltrated?"
"I mean, thank you -" Grenache raised her voice, "Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear me! I still have a mission!"
Grenache turned and left, walking as fast as the wind.
