After the pop-up advertisement is released, everyone can see the vulgar pink background, but only one person can understand its meaning.
The "wine" contact picked up the bottle cap.
It's plastic, orange, round, with the production date printed on the side. It has an ordinary appearance and matches the most popular orange soda on the market.
To be honest, this is just an ordinary bottle cap and does not carry any message. Its appearance only foreshadows one thing:
Something happened today.
This is the joint method he and "Jiu" discussed together.
This thing is very interesting. They don't know each other's name, age, appearance, status in their respective camps, or even gender - of course, the contact person guessed that "Jiu" is a male.
Mainly because after experiencing a series of communications that would never be eavesdropped, resulting in painfully inefficient communications, the contact person realized that "Jiu's" current boss was very difficult to deal with.
Therefore, for safety reasons, "wine" is currently in a long-term dormant state.
In other words, there is no contact on weekdays, and there is no need for "wine" to steal information. Use it when you can and never expose it. Even if you encounter an emergency, you cannot violate this principle.
Ah, back to business.
The contact flipped the bottle cap up and down like a coin and spun it around in his computer chair.
This bottle cap means that something happened today, and it was done by that organization.
It's not far away, right in Mihua Town. It should be a relatively big matter, and the information can be obtained without special spying.
The contact person started the program he wrote and filtered out information one after another. Soon, he found what he needed.
"The mysterious disappearance of the CEO of Aoki Company and the explosion in the alley." The contact person said to himself, "It seems that the organization's crimes have been added to the list."
Aoki Company is a company that produces auto parts. There are several possibilities for the organization to focus on it: industry competition, extortion, or that company has something the organization wants.
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Around 11 p.m., Rum contacted Kawakami.
So why does the winery set its office hours at night? Kawakamiji didn't understand this.
Night is obviously the time to get high.
After Gin determined that there was a problem with the software, Kawakami argued with him and got full authority to contact Rum to take charge of the matter, and then Rum contacted him, it took ten hours.
During these ten hours, the network department of the winery should have been scratching their heads and tossing around with the software, only to finally choose his solution after realizing that it was in vain.
Kawakami's plan is very simple, please invite foreign aid.
[Come to the Network Technology Branch in Yoneka Town immediately. ——Rum ]
[receive. ——Cachaca]
[Do you need me to bring anything? ——Cachaca]
In fact, Kawakami knew that he probably didn't need to bring anything, including Scotland, but he still wanted to confirm.
[Need not. ——Rum ]
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After chatting with Rum about the next arrangements, Kawakami packed his things and said briefly to Scotland:
"I need to go out for something, and I might come back very late - maybe early the next morning."
Scotland guessed that Kawakami might have to deal with the follow-up to today's mission, and not bringing him along might involve the organization's secrets.
Sure enough, Kawakami would not let him interfere in a task involving important intelligence.
"Okay, I get it," Scotland said.
Kawakami went downstairs and blended into the evening city. It didn't take long before he found his target - a black car on the side of the road.
Kawakami Kawakami knocked on the glass window of the driver's seat with his hand. There was a privacy film on the inside of the glass, so he could not see inside.
The person inside rolled down the window halfway. A face as cold as ice was revealed: heterochromatic eyes, pretty features, and tightly pursed lips.
Kawakami noticed that she had silver hair.
"Get in the car." The other party spoke concisely.
Kawakami Ji followed his words and sat in the passenger seat.
This appearance is a bit familiar, but Tsumugi Kawakami has definitely never seen it before. Yes, she is a silver-haired woman. Belmode mentioned to him that she is from the intelligence team...
A series of wine names appeared in Kawakami's mind, and he selected the most likely one: "Are you Curacao?"
"how do you know?"
Kawakami Tsumugi couldn't help but get a little angry: "There are not many beautiful ladies in the intelligence team, especially——"
A pistol was pointed in front of Kawakami Ji.
Curacao's voice was cold: "You shouldn't know my identity."
Tsk, it’s really not funny.
Kawakami thought, it seems that not everyone in the intelligence team is like Belmode.
"How should I put it? Since Rum allowed you to appear in front of me, it means that he acquiesced in my getting to know you." Kawakami said, he was not afraid in front of the gun.
After all, this posture is far inferior to that of Gin. It can only be said to be like a kitten's fur.
"Because it's not difficult to deduce your identity - you have to watch the road, Miss Curacao. Also, it's tiring to hold a gun all the time."
The gray-haired young man reminded me warmly. Curacao turned the steering wheel to avoid the overtaking taxi on the right. The silver-haired woman put the pistol back into the inner pocket of her windbreaker.
In fact, taking advantage of this time, Tsumugi Kawakami could completely grab the gun from Curacao, but it was not necessary.
Kawakamiji was actually very curious about this colleague.
Curacao has the same powerful memory as Kawakami Tsumugi, but I don’t know if her memory is pathological like Kawakami Tsumugi’s, and whether she has her memory cleaned regularly.
"Miss Curacao, will you remember me?" Kawakami asked softly.
"What?" Curacao didn't react for a moment.
"Will you always remember me, this street, this meeting, and the content of our conversation?" Kawakami asked with a smile, "After all, it has been rumored in the organization that Curacao has an excellent memory-"
"No." Curacao said coldly.
"That's a pity." Kawakami sighed pretentiously, "but I will always remember it and be deeply impressed."
"If you keep being slicker, get out of here."
Curaçao was a little puzzled. This guy Kashasha looked normal, but when he spoke, he seemed to have a serious brain disease.
Fortunately, she didn't sense frivolity or evil intentions from Kawakami Tsumugi's teasing, otherwise she would definitely teach this guy a lesson after the mission was over.
"Okay." The gray-haired young man put the fingers of his right hand against his lips to signal that he was silent.
Based on Curacao's reaction, she definitely didn't know that he was a hyperamnesic patient, and she probably wasn't one either.
Unless Curacao's acting skills are comparable to Belmode.
Moreover, Curacao seemed to hate him a little, Kawakamiji fell into deep thought.
You still use such excessive words as "glib" to describe him, but his words are obviously not greasy?
Kawakamiji is very confident in his social skills.
If he was just chatting and making wisecracks, he could have a back-and-forth fight with Belmode. The Thousand-Faced Witch said more than once that he was very lovable.
Hiss, not necessarily.
Calling him lovable... Belmode couldn't have deliberately lowered his rank to tease him.
