"Hey, Armagnac——"
"Don't even think about it. I'm busy. You can write it yourself."
Armagnac dealt with the report in his hand without raising his head. Opposite his desk, Kashasha was rolling around on the sofa out of boredom. He raised his body half up and looked expectantly.
"You really can't lend me your mission report to take a look at? I swear, I will only borrow the framework and never copy it——"
"Don't even think about it."
"Fine……"
The gray-haired young man was completely wilted.
"Then let's each take a step back. I'll write the mission report myself. How about you go to the comic convention with me?"
Armagnac's movements stopped, and he realized belatedly that Kawakami Tsumugi was tricking him. The mission report has been rejected N times. The guy shouldn't have hopes for the N+1th time, so he obviously used this to open up other topics for the raft.
"Kashaxia, you are completing your job." Armagnac sighed, "Do you still need a reward?"
"is it not OK?"
The gray-haired young man asked naturally,
"Ah, we haven't been together for long... You probably don't know how rare it is for me to write a mission report by myself. If boss were here, they would probably give me a best progress award."
"And this is the only chance for me to let myself go. There will most likely be a series of missions after that. Armagnac, are you really not moved?"
"I saw that you had checked that area of the map before. In fact, you and I thought of going together, right?"
"Right, right, right, right?"
Of course he wasn't moved, Lord Ethan just felt it was troublesome.
Not only did I have to accompany Kashasha around during the hard-earned rest time, but also because...
Today is actually the day he meets with c_I_A.
And as luck would have it, c_I_A’s temporary contact point is not far from the comic exhibition. It would be easy to go there together, but Isen is not sure whether he can get rid of Kashasha - this guy keeps following him like a sticky candy.
But if you refuse directly...
Kashasha will definitely take advantage of the next task.
This will also add a huge workload to Ethan. After all, when Kashasha is willing to make good use of his smart mind, his work efficiency is really high.
And if we meet again nearby after rejecting, it will only be more embarrassing.
"This is your time to let yourself go, not mine, because I have no interest in anime." Armagnac rubbed his eyebrows.
Kashasha suddenly became even more wilted, and his black eyes without highlights were full of sorrow, staring straight at him, giving Armagnac the uncomfortable feeling of being stared at by a witch doll.
"But I can go with you." His attitude changed.
This answer made the gray-haired young man instantly brighten up: "Believe me, you will definitely like it!"
…………
Lord Ethan patiently stayed with Kashasha for half an hour. While the gray-haired young man was chatting animatedly with a group of sergeants, he briefly explained a few words and left quietly.
After avoiding the surveillance cameras and taking a few turns to make sure that no one was following him, Ethan Hondo stood at a hidden street corner.
He used a disposable phone card to contact his upline.
"What's the mission of activating me?" Lord Ethan asked, "Should I come directly to the contact point?"
There was silence on the other side of the communication line for a while, and then there was a disturbing sound. Lord Ethan felt his heart tightening when he heard it. He was just about to hang up the communication when he heard a voice coming from afar:
"No - don't come -"
Then there was a sharp and loud sound of "Zira", and then there was only monotonous white noise in the communication.
…………
Mr. Ethan quickly broke off the phone card. He knew that the wisest choice was to evacuate, but the trembling in his heart made him unable to withdraw like this.
Without implicating himself, he had to figure out the contact
Click on what happened over there so he at least understands how to plan the next steps.
Holding the gun tightly in his hand, Ethan rushed to the contact point quickly and covertly.
It was a medium-sized restaurant leaning under the bridge.
There used to be a lot of visitors, but when the river dried up due to the expansion of the artificial lake, and no one came here to fish or camp, it gradually became deserted - it was deserted on the outside, but the interior was transformed into a temporary contact point by c_I_A.
There was no shelter in the dry riverbed. Wearing a mask and a peaked cap, Ethan Hondo pretended to be a passerby and passed by the bridge while talking on the phone.
He casually looked at the bottom of the bridge. From the outside, the dilapidated contact point was undamaged, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and there were no traces of violent breakthroughs.
The wind tore at the rag flags hanging at the door, then turned in another direction——
Lord Ethan suddenly smelled the faint smell of blood coming from behind.
With alarm bells ringing in his heart, he turned around and attacked behind him. The man fought with him for a few rounds before he retreated and distanced himself.
"Armagnac?" the man shouted.
It's Kashasha.
The pale face of the gray-haired young man looked like a mask in the gloomy twilight. His face was stained with blood, his hair was half soaked in blood, and his black windbreaker was wet.
Finally, Ethan noticed his shoes. The soles were surrounded by mud unique to the river bed.
"Why are you here?"
The two asked almost at the same time, and fell into silence at the same time.
Kashasha was the first to explain:
"Hmm... I felt someone was following us when we were walking around the Comic Con. Then I took advantage of it and captured that person alive, and then followed the clues to find this place."
Someone following?
Will his upline follow him? He didn't notice Kashasha but did? And then not long after the two separated, he was the first to kill here?
Cold sweat trickled down the back of Lord Ethan, Kashasha did not tell the truth.
"The cops' temporary stronghold is right down there, Nuo." The gray-haired young man said in an understatement, "I'll kill them all."
"Any idea what I found on their phones?"
"What did you find?"
Ethan Hondo’s hand hanging down by his side was pressed against the gun in his pants pocket.
"Your photos, and my photos." The gray-haired young man said, "It seems that we have been targeted for a long time. According to the information disclosed by the gang, they still have one member outside, and there is no-"
"boom!!!"
Kashasha's words were interrupted by a sky-high explosion. The restaurant under the bridge was swept away by flames, and bursts of thick smoke erupted. This is a tactic used by organizations to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
"--did not return."
Kashasha completed the unfinished words. He looked at Armagnac with a smile and his voice was very soft.
"Before I killed one of them, he was warning the only surviving person to run for his life and not come over. It is impossible to locate the identity with a disposable phone card. So, the fish that slipped through the net probably escaped..."
"Unless he ignores his companion's warning and comes to check on the situation."
"Do you think he will come over?"
Lord Ethan didn't speak. He actually couldn't hear what Kashasha was saying. The explosion caused a slight tinnitus in his ears. He just watched Kashasha's mouth open and close silently.
"Armagnac, do you think he will come?" The gray-haired young man raised his voice.
Lord Ethan shook his head.
"Probably not."
"Yeah, I think so too." Kashasha nodded in agreement, "Then let's go back."
He passed by Mr. Ethan, and his wet windbreaker immediately left bright red marks on his sleeves. Lord Ethan followed, and from his perspective he could see the defenseless back of the gray-haired young man.
As long as he takes action, Lord Ethan is sure to break his neck in an instant.
"Kashasha, I came here because——"
"It's because you came to me." Gray hair and green hair
Nian said cheerfully, "After all, I suddenly disappeared in the middle of the comic exhibition. As a partner, it's normal for you to be worried about following me, right?"
"...That's right." Armagnac said.
"That's fine then."
Kashasha was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Armagnac...for the sake of my meritorious service just now, help me write a mission report when I get back."
