The gray-haired young man turned over and stared at the ceiling feebly.
After a while, he cursed.
People will always be caught up by the past that follows them everywhere, just like the bullets shot when they were young will always hit their future self between the eyebrows. Even if Armagnac's betrayal happened long ago, Kawakami would still feel unhappy when he thought about him.
In other words, it’s bad luck just thinking about it.
The current commander of c_I_A has been involved with Armagnac in the Middle East. He is probably an old friend of that guy. Thinking of this, Kawakamiji suddenly had the urge to send the commander down to reunite their friends.
Having said that, there is currently a Eurolu in the action team who also came from the Middle East...
Isn't it obvious who the undercover is? This puzzle is designed to be unchallenging.
Kawakami sighed and ate a lemon candy. Like a cat, he slowly moved half of his body out of the bed, stretched his head to the bedside table, and turned on the computer.
[Adhatter, I guess Europa is an undercover agent. Gee, but he was not identified as a key figure. 】The gray-haired young man frantically called the Mad Hatter in his mind.
The Mad Hatter replied: [Not all antagonists will be identified, after all, they are not important characters in the story. 】
[Ah, that’s really a pity. 】
Kawakamiji didn't dwell too much on this. Although he was eager to obtain character points to exchange for more Lin Xingji's memories, this matter could not be rushed.
But now, the gray-haired young man still had a lot of matters to deal with urgently.
Although killing the traitor who colluded with the police to betray the organization successfully served as a warning to the monkeys, the remaining massive partners also needed to be beaten one by one.
This is an extremely cumbersome matter.
Logically speaking, these matters are generally the responsibility of the intelligence team, but the secondment and reconstruction of intelligence personnel are much more troublesome than the simple reorganization of the armed forces.
In fact, there is no available intelligence team code member here. The gray-haired young man approached Belmode for help, but the Thousand-Faced Witch said that she was helpless.
Of course, these matters can also be handled by other branches in country A. But generally speaking, whoever’s bait the fish bites will get the profit. If they are really asked to help, there is a high probability that the original interests of the third branch will be divided up.
"So, let's start working." Kawakami stretched his waist.
First, he locates the list of cooperation partners through the details of previous transactions, and then relies on his own hacking skills and the assistance of the Mad Hatter to obtain their old and new handles.
Although some of them are so old that no evidence of the original remains can be found. But the main one is that I can't beat him, but I don't know. As long as Kawakami doesn't take the initiative to explain, he will continue to be able to scare those people.
Then, the gray-haired young man began to send emails to the companies on the list one by one to greet them, and said in a vague way, "Did you know that the police are setting off fireworks today? If you don't do it, your whole family will be like this."
After sorting out the responses from everyone on the list, finalizing new trading contracts with some of them, and setting up several offline meetings with others, Kawakami was already working late into the night.
Of course, there are also a few who stubbornly resisted in the end...
There was no hope, Kawakami was too lazy to talk to them, and directly moved the names of this group of people from the cooperation list to the assassination list.
Very good, everything is sorted out, perfect.
In line with the principle of "I didn't sleep and I didn't want others to sleep," the gray-haired young man put these in a compressed package and sent it to Scotland. He was afraid that the other party wouldn't be able to see it right away, so he notified him by phone.
"Kashasha, it's three o'clock in the morning." Scotland's cold tone was filled with murderous intent.
"It's actually 2:49." The gray-haired young man corrected happily, "Don't forget to read the email I sent you, Scotland. The tasks in it must be arranged as soon as possible."
"Do you need me to get up now and do it?"
"That's not necessary. Staying up late is not good for your health."
Scotland on the other side was silent for a while, probably
He couldn't figure out the position of Kashaxia, a professional who stayed up late, to say such a thing, and then he hung up the phone.
"Tsk, tsk, I feel so angry when I wake up." Kawakami shook his head helplessly.
…………
After harassing Scotland, Kawakami still squinted for a while.
Early the next morning, he assigned the assassination list to the members of the action team without mentioning the previous intelligence leak.
It seems that the previous collective team building was too intimidating. This time all the undercover agents did not make any small moves and honestly killed everyone on the list.
Kawakami was very satisfied with this, but felt a little bored.
After taking care of the trivial matters, he was finally able to take out his rare free time to do what he liked.
For example, inspect your own lemon candy factory.
The gray-haired young man had made bold promises before: he would kill Cointreau and Mojito, and then blow up the Third Division to build a lemon candy factory.
Now that the third branch has been blown up, the Lemon Candy Factory will naturally not be missed.
Of course, it is not easy to build a sugar factory directly on the site of the former Third Division. Kawakami took the next best thing and purchased two snack factories on the verge of bankruptcy at a low price, and recruited a new group of people to produce lemon candies.
In addition to lemon candies, there are also some other snacks that Kawakami prefers: such as white sugar bibimbap, milk tea instant noodles, fried lemon version of tempura...
When the gray-haired young man strolled over to inspect, the company's senior management was in a meeting.
The former veteran of the snack factory and the newly appointed CEO (Kawakami Tsumugi randomly selected a lucky peripheral member) were arguing so much that they were spitting.
"Absolutely not. According to the current formula, the company will definitely continue to lose money!"
"That's the requirement." The chairman's face was expressionless and he read it in a tone of reading from a manuscript. "You are only responsible for production. You don't have to worry about sales and capital flow."
[Please don’t treat me as the chairman, please treat me as Party A.jpg]
The elder opposite was so angry that his beard stood straight up. He slapped several ingredient lists onto the table:
"This is not the ratio of ingredients that candy should have at all! Especially lemon candy! Look at the sweetness and acidity! Delicious candies don't do this at all!"
"Needless to say some other snacks, is this really food? Is this really something that people can eat? Oh, God bless! Satan will not be able to invent more evil dishes while he is alive!"
"Just follow our recipe list and produce it." The chairman continued to read.
"But this will make you lose your pants!"
"Don't worry, just follow the recipe list."
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This repeater-like dialogue made Kawakami laugh. He clapped his hands and slowly walked into the conference hall to attract everyone's attention.
"Hello everyone."
The gray-haired young man showed a lazy smile,
"Let me introduce myself. I am currently the largest shareholder of this company, and I am very interested in the formula sheet you are currently arguing about."
