Poland Xueshu said nothing, he moved his eyes slightly guiltily.
Well, it seemed that he was not only guilty for tricking Kashasha before, but also felt guilty for concealing the difficulty and danger of the work, and that he would have to trick Kashasha for a long time in the future.
Kawakami analyzed the hidden meaning of this small gesture. He recalled the information given by Bellmode:
Of course, the organization would not trust Mojito's family to handle a hard-core "white business" like arms. Therefore, the action team of the Third Branch often sends one or two permanent members to assist them in handling matters——
Not counting Poland Xueshu, this strong man was trained by Mojito and then took a temporary job in the organization, so he is a Mojito person.
In addition, this "permanent member" is a high-risk position.
In the past two years, there have been five permanent members before Kawakami:
Two of them died unexpectedly, one was seriously injured, and the remaining two saw something bad happen and made excuses to be transferred - and the three people who were killed and injured could not find anything wrong from any angle of investigation, and they could only be regarded as work accidents.
Judging from these bad deeds, Mojito and Cointreau, the head of the third branch's action team, have an incompatible relationship.
I don’t know if Jundo wanted to kill someone by throwing him to Mojito, and why Mojito wanted to kill the Polish snow tree he cultivated...
Gee, so much trouble.
All kinds of thoughts were racing in his brain, and the gray-haired young man's face was expressionless. He said empathetically:
"Actually, it's okay, Miriam. If my daily work life is as exciting as before, I can adapt to it as soon as possible."
"I will help you, Kashasha." Hearing this, Poland Xueshu almost beat his chest and promised.
I have to say that when there is such a turbulent undercurrent, having a naive person around who doesn't know anything can also lighten the mood. I don't know if this is the feeling when gin and vodka are mixed.
Kawakamiji nodded with a smile and popped a lemon candy into his mouth.
At this time, the two of them had stepped into the elevator leading to the top floor and slowly ascended.
The gray-haired young man looked down at the city through the transparent glass on the side of the elevator. The bright sunshine is divided into shadows by the tall buildings. Farther away, only a glimpse of Lake Michigan sparkled.
If you were to be sniped while riding in the elevator, you would be sure to hit him with one shot. With just a glance, Tsumugi Kawakami found several sniper positions on the building next door...
He moved quietly behind the Polish snow tree.
"Several people have indeed died in this elevator." After seeing Kawakami Tsumugi's intention, Poland Snow Tree explained, "In order to eliminate the possibility of being sniped, Mr. Esposito also bought several nearby buildings."
"Ah, good idea."
The gray-haired young man nodded and hid himself even more tightly.
After another 20 seconds or so, they reached the top.
The moment the elevator door opened, Kawakami Jiyu flashed out like a fish, with Poland Snow Tree following closely behind.
After exiting the elevator, there is only one direction on the top floor, leading to an electronically controlled door... It is not a serious office. Mojito probably transformed this floor into a luxury viewing room, the kind commonly used by rich people in country A. The gray-haired young man quickly judged the situation.
The door slowly opened in front of the two people.
Tsumugi Kawakami followed the Polish snow tree in. He did not forget to raise his head and smile at the pinhole camera disguised as relief on the upper right.
…………
Mojito's true identity is Adrian Esposito, a well-known entrepreneur, philanthropist, and well-known art lover in City C.
Brown hair, golden eyes, male, married twice, 44 years old, but so well-maintained that his age cannot be seen. People who know him unanimously comment that this Italian-born entrepreneur is forthright, upright, informal, and has a friendly temperament that does not match his status and status——
Even in front of Kashasha, a member of the organization, this guy still wore a friendly smile and shook hands with the gray-haired young man who was dressed so "shabby" that even his hair was incompatible with this place in a solemn and enthusiastic manner.
It can be said that he has given enough face... If this guy hadn't wanted to kill him, Kawakami might have appreciated the mojito a little bit. However, he did not intend to quarrel with each other this time.
"I made you laugh, my friend who came from afar." Mojito said, "I didn't expect that such an unexpected mistake would happen when Milian picked you up. I'm deeply sorry."
"Well, who could have predicted this? Natural disasters are easy to escape, and human disasters are difficult to escape. For those two gangs in the slums, they are like kicking the iron plate, Mr. Esposito."
Kashasha said politely, with the same gentle smile. Of course, he didn't forget the weird mojito.
"I'm new here. I hope you can forgive me for my presumption. Does our company's work arrangement tend to allow one person to... untimely wear multiple hats at the same time? If so, I may have to evaluate my future work style. .”
Mojito's smile faded, and his apologetic look was impeccable:
"Of course not, but special situations are always nerve-wracking. According to our organization's confidentiality system and arranging close associates to greet us, only Milian can spare time."
Yes, the remaining "cronies" who knew about the existence of the organization were either dead, seriously injured, or scared away. The gray-haired young man was complaining mentally.
After a few more rounds of being angry, Kawakami, who seemed aggressive, finally revealed the matter. Only then did the two of them begin to introduce themselves seriously.
"Adrian Esposito, organization code name Mojito. Responsible for some of the organization's external affairs."
"Kawakami Tsumugi, or Chris Kawakami. The organization code is Kashasha. I was transferred from Tokyo, Japan to the third branch of Country A by order of the organization. Please give me your advice."
According to the Japanese custom, Kawakami said "please give me some advice". In fact, Cashacha belongs to Cointreau, and his position is the same as Mojito. Of course, according to that gentleman, Cashacha is even the same as Cointreau. class.
Mojito didn't have too much trouble with Kasha's post-summer work assignment. This part was actually handled by Cointreau, the gray-haired young man's boss. Therefore, he mainly chatted with Kawakami Jitian, Nanhaibeidi and gathered information.
Of course, Kawakami Tsumugi is also a veteran with impeccable speaking skills. After a few rounds, the test turned into a tacit exchange of information.
Kashaxia claimed that he had been in Japan and was not familiar with Mojito from the Third Division; Mojito said that he had always welcomed colleagues who did not like to go "beyond their duties".
To translate, what Kawakamiji meant was that he was an outsider, not familiar with Cointreau, and had no interest in participating in the overt and covert fight between the two; Mojito meant that as long as Kashaxia was not like the other people sent by Cointreau, If a person wants to interfere in his business like that, his working life will be uneventful.
Both parties understood it, and neither of them believed it at all. Maybe the Polish snow tree that had been serving as the background thought that Kashasha and Mojito were really chatting harmoniously.
After leaving the territory of Mojito, the strong man even tried to explain to the gray-haired young man:
"Kashaxia, what happened in the Ghost Dog territory was indeed an accident. I don't blame Mojito. It was my negligence. I didn't expect to involve you in——"
"I know, I believe you." The gray-haired young man interrupted Poland Xueshu's apology.
Then, he added another sentence in Japanese.
"But that doesn't stop me from thinking you're an idiot."
