"Who are you talking about?" Kawakami asked subconsciously.
When Bellmode said this, his first reaction was Lin Xingji. Then the gray-haired young man realized that his other vest was from 40 years ago, and Belmode might not have seen himself at that time.
After all, when this guy first met him, he acted like a stranger... But that's not necessarily the case, Kawakami thought, Belmod's acting skills are quite superb, and it's not impossible to hide it from him.
"It's a secret." Belmode said with a smile, "You know, a secret makes——"
The gray-haired young man rolled his eyes and interrupted before the Thousand-Faced Witch could say her catchphrase:
"My dear, if your gender is really determined by a secret, then you are a miracle in the history of human evolution. How about telling me the payment you owe me?"
Whether the reward was the lemon candies stolen from Belmod, or whether he was able to make such a big concession because of Scotland's injury, Kawakami was already starting to feel heartbroken.
"No~" The Thousand-Faced Witch chuckled and hung up the communication.
Kawakami listened to the busy signal from his mobile phone for a few seconds and sent a text message to Belmode:
[Forget it, don’t miss out on my lemon candies. 】
There have been rumors within the organization that the Witch with a Thousand Faces will not age, but with the qualities of a researcher, Tsuyoshi Kawakami does not believe that this guy can live forever.
At most, due to some reason, Belmode has been able to maintain her youthful appearance and even her physical functions. She may live longer than ordinary people, but this specialness does not make her valuable for research.
The gentleman did not drag Belmod into the laboratory for biopsy, which also proved this from the side.
I had never thought before that from an objective point of view, it was really possible that Belmod had met Lin Xingji, but this intelligence source was obviously not as reliable as the system, so there was no need to spend time testing it.
Wait, let's put it this way, the character points he prostituted from Curly Matsuda Jinpei are not used yet, they are enough to purchase [Past Replay] again. If you have time, you can explore Lin Xingji’s experience again...
With his thoughts wandering freely, the gray-haired young man methodically compiled the records of the Polish Snow Tree interrogation and sent them to Belmode.
【receive. ——vermouth]
[My dear, I won’t miss you lemon candies. I’m busy now. Let’s talk later. 】
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"What did you trade with Kashasha?" the gentleman couldn't help but ask.
He was quietly listening to the conversation between Bellmode and the gray-haired young man. He was not surprised that the friendship between the two people was rapidly growing, and even their "friendship" was, to a certain extent, intentional by the gentleman.
"It's just lemon candies." Bermod replied, "And some interesting topics. Kashasha is very sensitive to intelligence."
In fact, when talking about her preference for cats and dogs, the first person that the Witch with a Thousand Faces thought of was that gentleman.
He likes to have everything under control, but he is interested in things beyond his expectations. This kind of bad taste can be called a weakness.
If it weren't for this, Belmode wouldn't be able to do multiple tasks. In addition to investigating the third branch, he would also have to observe Kashasha's every move.
"Lemon candy again." There was no emotion or anger in the gentleman's voice.
Belmod shrugged and continued to report his recent observations:
"Kashasha is quite positive about this mission, but he may want to spend the remaining time wandering around City C. As for Scotland... I can't judge Kashasha's attitude yet."
With the gray-haired young man's ability to disguise himself, it would be difficult to tell what his attitude is unless he encounters a situation like Scotland's exposure again. And Kawakami Tsumugi might have noticed that she was spying on him.
"Then continue to observe." The gentleman said, "Rye whiskey is dead, and Scotland is still loyal to us at this stage. Also, the matter of Cointreau and the third division must be accelerated."
"Yes, boss." Belmod hesitated for a moment, but continued to ask, "What kind of result do you want for the third branch?"
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"To be honest, what I have done during this period is just the icing on the cake for the overall situation... The winery is not an official organization like F_b_i and C_i_a. When fighting the boss, you have to complete the evidence chain before you can start."
"As the world's leading violent organization, when it is found that the drug incident is related to the Third Branch, it can directly go to the trouble of Cointreau. As for the evidence? Is this important?"
After staying up all night, Tsumugi Kawakami was scribbling in his notepad according to his own habit, while whispering in a low voice to clarify his thoughts.
"Investigating intelligence, the gentleman's purpose is probably to convince the public, so that attacking Cointreau can be more justified - but it is also entirely possible to kill him first and then report it, and then search for evidence after confiscating Cointreau's house. This is much faster."
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[So the boss of the organization arranged for you to follow up on this matter. Is there any other purpose? 】Mad Hatter asked in the mind of the gray-haired young man.
"It doesn't necessarily have to do with me. The husband is probably more interested in the inventor of the drug, so he is trying to figure it out slowly, lest the third branch jumps over the wall and destroys all the evidence."
"The mojito is most likely related to this matter. The situation is currently in chaos and it is not suitable to continue the investigation. Therefore, we need to give those dormant insects some time. It will not be too late to continue after they start to move."
"In short, it doesn't matter what that person wants to do. My travel guide can be put on the agenda!"
The gray-haired young man sat in the chair and stretched out. He put his hands back and put his feet up on the table. His whole body was almost in a straight line.
The front two chair legs were hanging in the air dangerously, and Kawakami's whole body was only supported by the back two chair legs. He surprisingly maintained his balance.
But it seems that with just a slight push, it can fall badly.
Scotland came in and saw this scene. This somewhat offensive idea couldn't help but pop up in my mind.
But the next second, the gray-haired young man returned to his normal sitting position.
"You're here, Scotland." Kawakami said with a yawn, "How is Miriam's condition?"
"I don't eat or drink, but I'm not seeking death or survival. It seems I haven't recovered from the shock."
"That's good. Imprisoning him and keeping him alive is your mission in the near future. If necessary, you can force-feed him--ah, I mean give him glucose."
"Of course, you can persuade him to eat better. I still have tasks to do and need to continue investigating. So you need to guard the base camp alone."
The gray-haired young man sighed in a moderate voice before, so Scotland heard the word "travel guide". He understood that this guy was planning to leave the job to him and make his own fortune.
Hmm... if you point it out directly, you will most likely not be able to escape the mission, and it may make someone angry, so there is no need. Scotland thought for a second and said:
"OK."
"By the way, in order to prevent you from getting too bored while monitoring the snow trees in Poland, I plan to give you another task."
"What mission?"
"Try your best to play a video game." Kawakami said lazily, "Don't worry, it's very simple, it's just a stand-alone game, you don't even need to be connected to the Internet."
"The name is [My Life as a Social Animal]...but it's a dark version."
