Chapter 4: I will take back everything I lose
When I woke up the next day, the gin boss had already gone out.
I baked myself some bread and picked out clothes from the closet while holding it in my mouth.
In fact, the gin boss was not willing to live with me at first, but he couldn't resist my persistence - I don't know why, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with this, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and compromised.
"Well... the boss probably wouldn't give such an order." I frowned and thought, took another bite of bread, and muttered, "Even if you want to make full use of me, you don't have to do this, and in the end The best candidate is definitely not the Gin boss..."
I definitely did not join the organization voluntarily. The main reason is because my parents are both members of the organization and both are very important scientific research members. When I was six years old, my parents died unexpectedly in a car accident. As an orphan, I was officially taken over by the organization.
It’s not that our organization is very humane and takes care of orphans. It’s simply because I was proven to be a genius with hyperamnesia at a young age. I have a photographic memory and scientific research talent inherited from my parents. The organization also likes me. This kind of knowledge has been cultivated since childhood - as far as I know, similar situations like mine are not uncommon in organizations.
At the very beginning, the person who took over from me was not the gin boss, but Rum, the second in command of our organization. Although he is said to be the second-in-command, I think he really doesn't have much ability other than being sinister and suspicious. He can secure this position simply because he is the second generation of the organization.
Yes, our organization actually still has this feudal hereditary system. As the saying goes, wealth lasts only three generations, and I think our organization will be doomed sooner or later because of this.
In short, after I was picked up by Rum, he was very ambitious at first to train me into a super agent type like 007... Then because I was too weak physically, had a bad temper, and liked to irritate him, He finally decided to send me away.
The gin boss who had just grown up at that time was the unlucky guy who took over my job.
I've already said what happened next.
In general, the Gin boss is good but the organization is bad.
As the saying goes, behind every lawless person who still manages to live peacefully, there is a person who is carrying a heavy burden forward. And the person behind me is the gin boss. Of course I can grow up safely without him, but I will be careful.
So... I have to find out the real reason why he tolerates endlessly against his will, and confirm whether this buff is sustainable, so that I can truly live in peace for the rest of my life!
"Damn, what a headache..." I took a sip of juice, sighed, then changed my expression, put my hands on the table and stood up, "Okay - it's time to go out and work!"
I should be considered a member of the scientific research team, but due to various reasons, my current position is quite confusing and my work is also quite confusing.
However, the division of labor among the core members of our organization is not so clear. Basically, they have to do the tasks assigned by the superiors. If you don't do it, there are two situations - one is that you think you are betraying the organization or being disobedient, or that you must be betraying the organization because you are an undercover agent, and then KO; the other is that your boss knows that you have this character and you It didn't cause much damage, so I thought it would be more useful to keep you, and then make amends for my sins.
The last one is that your position is high enough, and you are the second generation of the organization, so you have a lot of face with the BOSS. Even if you make big mistakes, you are not particularly serious.
There are many examples of the first type, the typical representative of the second type is myself, and the third type is rum.
Therefore, the management of our organization is really chaotic, and this organization has no future. If it weren't for the fact that the boss of Gin was so difficult to persuade, I would have asked others to change jobs and change careers together.
But I also know that this kind of thing will not happen overnight, so take your time. One day I can convince the other person to change jobs with me!
What I want to do today is to meet with Ireland to hand over the situation and restart the vest I used three years ago.
Therefore, in order to match my identity today, I also deliberately changed my appearance. I wore a double braid and black-rimmed glasses. I looked like a nerdy top student that is quite common in high school. Literary girl genre.
The core members of our organization all have wine names, and Ireland is naturally one of them.
He joined as a child because he was adopted by members of the organization. He was in a similar situation to me who was raised by the organization as a child.
The two of us get along fairly well and have collaborated several times before. In addition, the kinship arranged by my Vest No. 1 is that he is his adoptive father, so we have a pretty good relationship.
"Don't leave the crumbs in the car!" Ireland glanced at the rearview mirror and immediately shouted, complaining, "Does Gin allow you to eat potato chips in the car? He is quite precious about himself. For a car.”
I gnawed on the limited-edition donuts I bought in line when I left the house, and replied righteously: "Yes, because you didn't let me eat them, I ate them in your car."
"..." Ireland was speechless for a while. After a moment of silence, he gave up arguing with me and asked, "Have you changed your appearance today?"
"No, I just changed my hairstyle, put on black-rimmed glasses, and used makeup to change my look." I used a tissue to catch the crumbs from the donut and said slowly, "Disguise." Although it can make people look very different, if something happens and the face is hit or something, it will be too easy to be exposed. I plan to use this identity for a long time, but of course I can't do this."
"You can only stop working at the institute for the time being, right? Do you still want to go to college after experiencing high school life?"
"No!" I retorted righteously, with a hint of boredom on my face, "I went to college when I was 14, and I have already studied enough for double doctorate degrees! I definitely don't want to go to school again!"
"Ah, that's right. Did you just come back from the United States and study for another degree?" Ireland suddenly asked, "Last time it was engineering, what is it this time?"
I was silent for a moment and replied: "Psychology."
Ireland was a little confused when he heard this: "Huh? Is it necessary to study for a doctorate? Is it required by BOSS?"
I looked out the window faintly: "No, it was the boss of Gin who asked for it."
Ireland:"……"
For a moment, there was an awkward silence in the car.
After a long while, Ireland tentatively asked: "What is your relationship with Gin?"
My expression changed, I frowned, and my face became solemn: "Why are you always the boss of fiddle wine? Do you want to steal it from me?"
"...Who the hell is thinking about that!?" Ireland cursed angrily, "Stop making jokes and changing the subject! You know exactly what I'm referring to!"
Yes, I know.
Ireland's confusion is the confusion of many people in the organization. It is probably the kind that suddenly wakes up in the middle of the night and sits up and thinks, "No, why?"
But I don’t even know the answer to this, how could they possibly know it!
Thinking of this, I sighed, looked at him, and pretended to be serious: "Do you really want to know?"
"..." Ireland's expression became more serious, and her voice changed a bit, "Ah, what is it?"
I kept the same expression as before: "Because I am his true love."
Ireland:"……"
After another awkward silence, Ireland said dryly, in a very good tone: "Oh, that's it."
Now it was my turn to be silent, with a faint hint of dissatisfaction - what are you doing! Everyone looks down on me, right? Let me tell you, I said I can win it! I can get it! Not to mention a gin boss! I can't stand them both!
"Let's not talk about it anymore." Ireland probably noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange and changed the topic, "By the way, the institute incident has come to an end."
This matter was more important, so I stopped holding on to the past and regained my interest: "Oh? What's going on?"
Although there are many people in our organization who have their own thoughts, it is quite abnormal for the research institute to have such a big mistake. After all, I can be considered one of the more core members of the organization.
"It was a coincidence that he got the weapon. There happened to be a mistake when the keeper of the weapons depot was handed over that day."
I was a little unhappy: "Are you saying I deserve my bad luck?"
"I didn't say that...and you're not unlucky, are you? Didn't Gin come directly to save you?" Ireland was speechless and glanced in the rearview mirror, with a hint of unnoticeable temptation in his tone. "Did Gin install some kind of monitor on you? How come he always arrives on time every time something happens to you?"
I leaned my elbow against the car window, supported my chin with one hand, and said lazily, "I told you all, because I am his true love."
Ireland:"……"
Ireland: "Yeah."
Me: "..." This tone is too perfunctory!
"But to be honest, I checked yesterday and you have made a lot of enemies in less than a week since you went to that research institute. Is this okay?" Ireland complained, "You have a temper that even a dog like you would dislike. Are you used to gin?"
I couldn't help but give the other party a "you're talking nonsense" look, and said confidently: "That's natural! Don't ask boring questions again!"
Isn't it just because I know what bad things I am doing, and as long as I don't touch the other party's bottom line, there will always be someone behind me, that's why I am so arrogant!
But... I haven't figured out this bottom line yet.
To be honest, sometimes, I feel very confused myself, and I have the illusion that "I won't really be his true love after all."
Then they were sent away because they were too close to each other.
That’s how I got my PhD in psychology.
But...I won’t leave when I come back this time! I must come up with an answer!
"What's wrong? Your expression is suddenly so serious?"
"This time, I must take back everything I lost!"
Ireland: "...What have you lost? I always feel that Gin has lost more, right?"
I was angry: "What!? What did he lose? And he got a lively and lovely talented girl like me, what else can he be dissatisfied with?!"
Ireland: "...I think he may have lost his peace of mind forever."
Me: "..." Fuck, what should I do? I can't refute it!
