Kashasha raised his eyebrows and reached out to take off the camera on his collar. He had hated this thing for a day. The moment he took it off, he almost crushed it with his fingers due to the inertia of his body.
"Did you see a button at the back?"
Of course I saw it, a very small button. The gray-haired young man moved faster than his mind and subconsciously pressed the button.
Then he saw the camera suddenly light up. An inconspicuous red circle lights up in the middle.
Wait...that is to say...
"The tiny camera you are wearing is not on. Kashasha, I only put it on you to prevent you from messing around." The gentleman said, "So I don't actually know what happened today."
"Uh...is that so?"
Kashasha's voice weakened significantly, and the answer that he was not being monitored clearly exceeded his expectations.
Of course, Kawakamiji knew that this was an obvious trick of playing hard to get. That gentleman needs to cultivate his feelings for the organization bit by bit. After getting familiar with him, monitoring him all the time is a demerit.
"I asked you to wear a camera and contact device during the mission before, because I was afraid that something might happen to you because of your lack of technical skills. Now you have almost returned to the level of Kashasha," the gentleman said.
The gray-haired young man narrowed his eyes and was dubious, but he still planned to confirm with his guardian:
"So there really isn't any other surveillance? Like the built-in locators that Scotland mentioned or something like that."
"No." The gentleman answered simply.
In fact, there is. Looking back on the memory of not successfully loading the file, Kawakami realized that the time when the organization found him when he first escaped was obviously wrong. This shows that there is obviously something on him.
When he was recuperating, Kawakami carefully examined his body and found a small wound: not just the wound where the positioner was implanted, but also the wound where the positioner was removed. This means that Kawakami Tsumugi was indeed implanted before, but was subsequently removed.
Maybe that gentleman considered that Kashasha's IQ would increase relatively after he started to doubt him, and he would not be so easy to fool. So deal with these hidden mines in advance.
It is said that using special tools, removing the locator and implanting the locator will only cause a small wound... Scotland did not have the tools at hand so he made a large incision in his abdomen, which affected his later actions.
Kawakami began to instinctively review his previous plan: if he had placed special tools in the safe house in advance, whether the kidnapping of Scotland could be successful... Well, it is probably still in doubt. The main reason was that Scotland did not follow his plan that time...
Seeing the gray-haired young man fall into a daze, the gentleman coughed slightly to attract his attention: "I'm leaving Japan soon."
"When?" Kawakami asked reflexively.
"After about ten days, the air here is too cold."
"We will leave in a few days, almost at the beginning of January." Kashasha instinctively began to calculate the date, "In fact, from now to the beginning of January it should be the coldest time in Japan."
So it is obviously an excuse. Kawakami probably thinks that the medical conditions here are not that good, but even if it is an excuse, he will inadvertently reveal other information:
That gentleman will then go to a warmer place. Kawakami quickly drew a map of the world in his mind and began to analyze it.
Although he spent time with the gentleman day and night during each recovery period after amnesia, they still communicated online most of the time. Kawakamiji didn't know where his hiding place was.
His thoughts had drifted far away. On the surface, Tsumugi Kawakami still maintained the character of Kashasha. The gray-haired young man felt that the implication of his words seemed not good, and added:
"I didn't mean to let you go. Well...it's just that the excuse of 'the air is too cold' doesn't seem to hold up. If it's a more private reason, you don't have to tell me."
But Kashasha still blinked his pure black eyes and looked at the camera, seeming to be silently telling his guardian: Although, please don't use such perfunctory excuses to deal with it.
It really isn’t as easy to fool as it was at the beginning... The gentleman thought, and gave another perfunctory explanation:
"I want to see the snow in Japan."
This excuse is also outrageous, but it is somehow beautiful. Kawakamiji did not expand on this issue any further. For the first time, Kashasha took the initiative to bring back the topic when it went off topic:
"So, sir, Scotland seems to have discovered my problem. Is there anything that needs to be done about it?"
The gentleman replied calmly: "You can figure it out yourself. After that, you will train with Gin in the Japanese Action Team for a period of time, and everything will follow his arrangements."
It's just "a period of time". It seems that the gentleman may take him to another place in the future, I don't know which country... Kawakami thought, and continued to ask:
"But I seem to be on the same level as Gin."
"That's the case here, but Gin is in charge of the Japanese operations team."
"good."
Kashaxia took the initiative to misinterpret the gentleman's meaning as "giving Gin some face". He watched the camera in front of him gradually dim.
Then he chuckled quietly and crushed the tiny camera with his fingertips.
…………
Unfortunately, the time to do nothing was short-lived. Soon, Gin came to him again for the next stage of the mission. Kashasha reluctantly pulled her attention away from the game of Crush.
Gin was dusty, his black windbreaker still smelled of blood, and his expression was not pretty. An analogy is that a company employee who risked his life for the company suddenly knew that there was a major flaw in his project.
Hmm... It seems that this anger is not directed at him, who is a fisherman. It seems that Gin has not successfully recovered the researcher from the police. Kashasha asked involuntarily:
"Did your mission fail and the police successfully took away the researcher?"
If they have successfully moved to the base camp, it will be difficult for them to get the chance to recover them. Could it be that Gin was planning to attack the police at night? That's a bit exciting.
"The specific mission information will be introduced by Vodka. Find out the information about the researcher tonight, Kashasha." Gin ordered coldly.
Checking the information...it seems that Gin's operation failed.
After giving the instructions, Gin continued to leave in a hurry. Two minutes later, Vodka came in with a pile of information. Even though he was wearing glasses and a hat, there was a thin layer of sweat on this tall man's forehead.
Kawakami Tsumugi didn't care about Gin's departure and shrugged.
It seems that Gin wants to use his excellent analytical skills, just like he did this morning - although he was diligent in doing tasks in the action team Kashasha, he didn't show much of his true abilities.
Alas, now that the bottom is exposed, there are fewer opportunities to fish... Kawakami sighed in his heart.
"We only found the body of the researcher." Vodka explained the situation. "He was shot in the temple. According to the on-site identification, he should have committed suicide."
"Ah, I don't rule out that the other party would rather be broken than destroyed, and took the initiative to commit suicide in order not to reveal the organization information. But this way Gin will not be busy. And since the Japanese police can check the water meter, naturally they will not commit suicide for the researcher. Opportunity."
Kashasha took over the conversation,
"So it's probably another case. The researcher knew that he couldn't escape the organization, so he used his own information as a bargaining chip in exchange for something else."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Put a chapter and save the manuscript.
I really don’t have time to write. I have to go back to school tomorrow. I need to prepare my luggage and do nucleic acid tests today. Maybe I won’t have time to write on the train tomorrow... woo woo woo.
Then there is still a little bit of Ke Wen. When I went to see other Ke Wen, I was almost injured to death, and now I have a stomachache.
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