"Have you received the notice about the collective task?" Kawakami asked casually, while adding lemon candy to his soup bowl.
"Group mission? Didn't receive it." Scotland paused, "Gin rarely contacts me directly, Kashasha."
In addition to the self-selected types on the task list, the mandatory tasks assigned to him by the action team are often handed over to Kawakami Tsumugi.
And this guy Kawakami especially likes to tell him only two or three hours before the start of the mission, which makes it difficult for Scotland to pass effective information to the public security.
Looking at Kawakami Tsumugi's posture, Scotland began to think about whether the collective mission would be set off soon, that is, at one or two o'clock tomorrow morning...
"Ah, then let me inform you now that there will be a large-scale group mission tomorrow and we will gather at one o'clock in the afternoon. Gin has not told me the specific mission situation and meeting place yet."
Kawakamiji replied,
"Well, this mission should only be for long-range sniping. You can pack your sniper rifle first. We have enough time to rest."
Gathering tomorrow afternoon?
Scotland was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Kawakami Tsumugi to tell him now. Although he didn't know the specifics of the mission, this time he had enough time to notify the police and ask them to pay attention...
But enough of Kawakami's erratic behavior recently, Scotland thought.
"So... do you have any judgment on this task?" Scotland asked tentatively.
"There are only some speculations. It is estimated that the network was closed after a long time." To Scotland's surprise, Kawakami answered him, "Moreover, it may be related to a certain pharmaceutical company."
There was natural doubt in Scotland's eyes. Kawakami judged for two seconds and felt that this guy should be unaware, or his acting skills had improved by leaps and bounds recently.
"medical company?"
"I'm just guessing. Don't make any preconceptions. I'll interfere with your judgment. Just wait for Gin's official notification." Kawakami Tsumugi gave it up.
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After dinner, Tsumugi Kawakami took over the responsibility of washing the dishes, while Scotland returned to his room and began to organize the things needed for the mission.
He stroked the sniper rifle assigned by the organization, and he became more and more comfortable with this weapon.
And the souls who died under this gun gradually turned into numb numbers.
Numb... Unlike Scotland, this guy Kawakami Tsumugi seems to have always been in trouble. At least Scotland was frightened at first. But after getting to know him more deeply, Scotland always felt that Tsumugi Kawakami might be like him.
It is difficult for a person who has insomnia almost every night and has a rigid preference for certain types of food to live a happy life with a smile on his face all day long.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Scotland put the checked sniper rifle into his guitar bag, and through the crack in the door, he noticed that the lights in the living room dimmed. It seemed that Kawakami had finished his housework and returned to his room.
Scotland didn't know that Tsugumi Kawakami wouldn't run into the living room to enjoy a movie tonight. This guy always made himself very tired before the mission started.
He recalled the information the other party casually told him.
Scotland was a little hesitant, but he was not alone, and the liaison officer assigned by the public security could also make a rational enough judgment.
Scotland charged up his mobile phone. He had just gotten it back from Tsumugi Kawakami. He was not sure if the organization had any gifts, but he did not need a mobile phone to exchange information this time.
He turned on the computer assigned by the organization.
It showed that I had logged into the organization's official website, browsed the task list, and tried the forum that came with the official website. The all-pervasive computer pop-ups were long overdue.
Scotland "accidentally" clicked in, and the pop-up window was quite small and fresh green.
This means everything is normal on the police side.
Scotland did not withdraw immediately, but tentatively slid down...
He knew that his behavior could be captured by another person. After a while, the background image of the pop-up window switched to a vulgar pink, which meant that the message had been successfully conveyed.
It is difficult to eradicate the transmission of information. If you are intentional, a few vegetables hanging on your teeth after eating can become a kind of secret message.
What really attracts attention is the frequency of specific behaviors, and the frequency of Scotland's intelligence transmission basically has no connection with the word "frequent".
There is only one message from Scotland: the organization has a big task happening tomorrow.
This kind of intelligence without specific mission targets or specific time and place is of little use, but the police can keep an eye on it secretly. Most importantly, it can give Scotland a little bit of comfort:
He was providing useful information to his companions, instead of wasting himself in the darkness.
But to Scotland's surprise, the color of the advertising pop-up window changed again, this time it was warm red. Red is an ominous signal and what it means is:
dangerous.
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After tossing and turning in his sleep, Scotland kept thinking about what "danger" meant. Could it be that he is at risk of being exposed?
But this is wrong. The color corresponding to "suspected" is dark red, and the color corresponding to "already exposed" is pure black. Danger most likely refers to...
The large group mission he is about to take part in is dangerous.
But if that was the case, why would the police know the details of the mission? Could it be that this collective mission is aimed at them?
With mixed thoughts, Scotland followed Kawakami to the meeting point at short notice. He saw the original members of the action team: gin, Chianti, Cohen, rye whiskey and vodka.
"Gin, I'm here." Kawakami said simply.
Gin was smoking and didn't even bother to look at Kawakami Tsumugi. Rye Whiskey looked at him silently, and was stared back by the gray-haired young man without any sign of weakness.
Scotland suddenly remembered that three days ago Kawakami Tsumugi said that he was going to cause trouble, and the target of the trouble was Rye. Now it seems that Kawakamiji should have succeeded.
"Hey, it's been a long time since we went on a mission together, Kashasha." Chianti became excited when he met his former friend, "Are you interested in grabbing heads in the next game? My gun can't wait!"
"I'm so happy, I don't know how Gin--"
"Just wait to write a review, Kashasha." Gin impatiently interrupted their greetings, "This mission does not allow you to act recklessly."
At Gin's signal, Vodka standing behind him suddenly moved out, cleared his throat, and spoke:
"Next, let me introduce the specific situation for my brother: the target of this mission is a politician. He secretly betrayed the organization and was smart enough to think that we didn't know."
Chianti couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Traitor! I like it the most. This way I can shoot a headshot without hesitation——"
Then the short-haired woman with swallowtails flying around her eyes died down under Gin's cold gaze.
"Today, the mission target will meet his new backer. That is the perfect time for us to kill the traitor." Vodka continued to explain, "The location of the mission is - Baijiu Pharmaceutical."
