Kawakamiji admitted that at this moment he could not understand the brain circuit of Poland Snow Tree.
Shouldn't the evacuation be as careful and silent as possible, but this guy flew a helicopter over? Are you afraid that others won't know?
And based on time estimates, the helicopter must have been parked near the transaction site. In other words, any bystander can connect the shootout with the FBI in the dark alley to the Jackson Gang in the slums.
"It's a bit of professional ethics, bastard... Isn't one of the corporate cultures of our winery to be low-key?"
The gray-haired young man couldn't help but complain softly. He estimated that gin and Polish snow trees had something in common.
[Give me two minutes. ——cachaca】
In fact, it only took Kawakami one and a half minutes to climb from the drainage pipe to the rooftop. The remaining 30 seconds left him standing in the dark and watching the Polish blood tree park the helicopter.
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The falling body raised smoke that swept from the inside out. The smoke was even pink because it was mixed with blood mist. Before landing, the Polish Snow Tree washed the entire rooftop with artillery fire. Therefore, except for Kawakami Tsumugi, There is no one else alive.
Kawakami Tsumugi lightly walked around the broken limbs on the ground.
Polish Snow Tree opened the door to let him come up, and then the helicopter quickly rose to its original height. Kawakamiji looked down at this messy neighborhood.
"I'll take you to the organization's stronghold." Poland Snow Tree said.
"Just drive the helicopter over there like that?" The gray-haired young man twitched his lips, "Isn't that a bit too blatant?"
"It's okay. There will be no additional impact. This is country A."
Damn it, Kawakamiji actually heard a slight sense of pride in the sentence "This is country A".
"I understand, that means we can walk sideways in City C, right? In that case, Milian, find a five-star hotel with a large shopping mall nearby to put me down. I need to clean myself up."
He was now smelly and dirty, his gray hair was stained with blood and mud, and the clothes he hadn't changed were extremely dirty.
If he went directly to the organization's stronghold, Kawakami would most likely meet the mastermind Mojito. Although he successfully broke the opponent's game, if he met him in such a dusty environment, he always felt inexplicably short.
Not only this, the gray-haired young man also had to find an opportunity to interview the Thousand-Faced Witch. He had to set a time and place for the interview as soon as possible.
"But this way..." Poland Snow Tree hesitated.
"Anyway, it's been delayed. Even one minute late is too late, and even one day late is too late. And don't forget, all my luggage was destroyed in the explosion, so I don't have a change of clothes. You said - whose reason is this? ?”
The gray-haired young man accused expressionlessly. He reached out and pulled the joystick on the side of the helicopter.
Anyway, he can also fly a helicopter. If Poland Snow Tree doesn't agree... Kawakami plans to knock this guy out directly, lower the height, and throw him from the air.
Polish Snow Tree was obviously frightened by his actions and directly grabbed Kawakami Tsumugi's wrist.
This guy's hand was quite strong, and the gray-haired young man suppressed the urge to backhand his hand.
"Calm down, calm down, Kashasha! Don't move! I'll take you there!"
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Halfway through, the two people's transportation changed from helicopter to car. According to the Polish Xueshu's usual high-profile style, Kawakami surmised that he planned to go to the hotel owned by the organization.
When he first arrived, the gray-haired young man didn't know much about City C, so he only told Belmode the general location.
It took half an hour for Kawakami to tidy himself up.
Although it is a hotel owned by an organization, if you throw clothes directly into the laundry room, you may be arrested by the police, so he took on the cleaning work himself.
After draining the blood, Kawakami estimated that half of the bathroom would be bright after using a luminol reagent.
To be honest, it's not easy to deal with... Forget it, let's not deal with it at all. Anyway, the name of the Polish snow tree was registered when checking in.
"Suddenly I feel like I have left my hometown..." The gray-haired young man wrapped in the quilt sighed.
He had stayed in Japan for less than three years, and he had a heartless character. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have any feelings of nostalgia. Kawakami believed that he was so sentimental because he couldn't eat lemon candies.
【how long will it take? I thought you would be in a hurry. 】
He received an unnamed text message, and he knew it was from Belmode without even thinking about it. Kawakamiji replied:
[Of course I can’t wait to have the honor of meeting you~ I look forward to meeting you at tonight’s banquet, my dear lady. 】
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In addition to guest rooms, the hotel also provides corresponding dining and entertainment venues. The most surprising thing is that the restaurant provides free candies, and they also have lemon flavor!
Although it was still not sweet enough, Kawakami took a lot of it calmly.
He took a glass of juice and put it on the other person's table: "Although this is our first meeting, I feel like we have known each other for a long time, beautiful lady. Can I have dinner with you?"
"My pleasure."
Opposite the gray-haired young man, Belmode, disguised as a black-haired beauty, smiled.
They were not busy talking. Belmode browsed the menu slowly and ordered a red wine filet mignon and a bottle of cachaça for himself... Oh, he also ordered a lot for Kawakami and it looked delicious. dessert.
That's a bit much.
The gray-haired young man silently looked at the sweets in front of him. He still couldn't accept food handled by others.
But... Kashasha didn't have this problem after his memory was cleaned.
"Are you hesitating whether to eat or not, dear Kawakami?"
Belmode asked lazily, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud. When her concerns were pointed out, the expression on the gray-haired young man's face that instantly broke her guard reminded her of a cat being pinched by the scruff of its neck.
"You deserve it, but it's disrespectful."
"If you don't want to eat, don't force yourself. With our relationship, I know your little secret~" Belmode blinked ambiguously, "Then again, you are starting to look more and more like him."
"Stop laughing at me, Sharon." Kawakami begged for mercy.
It seems that Belmode, like himself, is more inclined to regard Kashasha, who has different memories, as different individuals... The gray-haired young man thought, which made him feel slightly weird and at the same time, he was subtly flattered.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Belmode became a little more serious, "I want my subordinate to be transferred back... Can you give me the conditions that I'm interested in?"
Belmod's subordinate refers to Calvados.
This sniper, who belongs to the Japanese action group, has been following Belmod for a long time to assist him in carrying out tasks. When Belmode is no longer needed, he will return to the local action group.
And this is Kawakami Tsumugi's plan to smuggle Scotland into country A.
The gentleman mentioned that Gin's operations team was always short of people, so it was impossible for Scotland to go with Kashasha. But normal job transfers within the organization must be absolutely fine!
If Belmod found an excuse to send Calvados back who had been following him, and then seconded Scotch whiskey over...
There was absolutely no problem with the process, and the gentleman couldn't fault it; Gin lost one sniper and gained another, and the total number of people in the action team remained the same, which was perfect.
The only problem is convincing Belmode. But it seemed that Belmode didn't feel sorry for losing his little licking dog at all.
"Oh, my dear Sharon, did you just start negotiating terms without asking why?" Kawakami laughed.
