Chapter Thirteen: Then reflect on yourself
"So I swear, I will definitely make him regret this time!" I held the coffee cup in my hand and said my decision seriously.
"Yes, yes, yes." Miyano Shiho responded with a few words in a very perfunctory manner, operating the microscope in front of him, "If you want him to regret it, you shouldn't come to my place, right? Go out and catch men."
I showed a distressed look: "But it would be embarrassing if I failed. It would be embarrassing if I succeeded but he didn't care. It would feel like I wouldn't end well if I succeeded and he cared, so I thought about it and let it go. .”
The other party glanced at me and said flatly: "Then go out and catch women."
After being silent for a few seconds, I turned my head and threw her a wink, and said in a pinched voice, "Isn't that what I'm doing!"
Miyano Shiho: "...Pervert, can't you just stop eating grass from the nest once in a while?"
Just kidding, Miyano Shiho didn't take my complaints too seriously, maybe he was used to it.
After checking the petri dish samples on hand, she also came over to make a cup of coffee. Holding the cup in her hand, she squinted at me: "Aren't you here to help? Are you just going to chat here and do nothing?"
"I'm here to have fun." I said honestly. "The laboratory I lead should be restarted next month. I still have to manage it. It is definitely impossible to accept this project. Then during this period, the boss of Gin ordered I’ll go to the newcomer’s place to observe and report any problems to him.”
Miyano Shiho was not surprised to know that I was responsible for part of the intelligence team's work. He was just curious about another thing: "Don't you hate meeting new people the most?"
"Yes, so I plan to observe in secret." I glanced at the monitor, lowered my head and took a sip of coffee, and reminded, "Shirley, your Experimental Subject No. 3 is eating Experimental Subject No. 4."
"What? Tsk, can't we still observe in the same cage?" Miyano Shiho showed a headache expression, and said with his hand on his forehead, "This batch of white mice has a particularly high tendency to eat the same kind of mice..."
"Let's wait until the new cage comes out of the nest. This phenomenon is not an exception." I kindly advised.
This is the trouble with biological experiments. The experimental subjects are too uncontrollable. From this point of view, our engineering experiments are very clear and clear at a glance, and there are many variables that can be controlled.
When Shirley went to prevent an experimental accident, I also repaired myself, put on some basic disguise, and went out.
I had no intention of meeting the new people who had just joined the organization in person.
I have mentioned many times that I am very conscious that our organization is an illegal organization. Unlike those arrogant guys, I feel that our organization is a mixed bag, and it would be safer if we know fewer people.
Keeping your identity confidential is the most important thing.
There are actually quite a few new people in the organization. After all, the loss rate in our industry is actually not low. However, after getting involved to the point where you have a code name, you basically have some status, and if you are promoted based on your ability and merit, your reliability will also increase. Even the probability of going undercover will increase - after all, a peripheral member is a consumable. Since all the manpower is spent to go undercover, they must be targeting places where the elites have a lot of intelligence.
Anyway, neither the gin boss nor the BOSS expects me to catch undercover agents. They treat me as a database. I will update the information from time to time.
Naturally, the materials that come to me and require careful proofreading cannot be newcomers with no foundation. They are all the types who have become full-time employees or are about to become full-time employees.
"Hey - is our organization so short of snipers?" I looked at the new information with a confused expression on my face, "But I see that Chianti has always been very idle? Is it because she is too good? Can't do a lot of work? Speaking of which, I noticed last time that she was still playing with her mobile phone before work. She seemed very careless. How about we just deal with it and make room for someone with more promise? Cohen, you don't mind either. Can you change your partner?"
"..." The gray-haired man wearing sunglasses in front of me was silent for a long time, and finally said dryly, "We don't have that many manpower."
The training of snipers requires talent and time, and there are so many assassination missions organized by the organization, so it is normal to be short of manpower.
I showed a regretful expression, sighed, and looked back at the information at hand: "Have you ever cooperated with Scotland? How did it feel?"
The information I looked at was that of Scotland, a member of the sniper team who recently received the title. I heard them mention it last time when I eavesdropped on Vodka's conversation.
Cohen recalled it and commented: "He is a very calm person who doesn't talk much."
My eyes lit up: "Hey - doesn't that match your personality very well!"
Cohen: "...I don't need to change my partner. Chianti's abilities are pretty good. She just has a bad mouth. She's not targeting you. She'll say bad things about everyone."
It was obvious that Cohen was really afraid that I would really target Chianti, so I had no choice but to give up on my eagerness to try.
"Tch, as a professional sniper, you can only reach the standard of 600 yards." I put aside the information at hand, picked up the next file bag, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Boss Gin's sniper level is better than hers." Quite a few.”
"..." After being silent for a few seconds, Cohen reminded, "Cocoa Wine, I only have a regular 600 yards."
Me: "Oh, then why don't you reflect on it quickly?"
Cohen: "..."
In the organization, in addition to ensuring the completion of tasks and maintaining respect for the BOSS, I don't need to look at the face of anyone else except the boss Gin, so I always speak according to my own temper, focusing on the one who speaks when I am unhappy. Make everyone unhappy.
After I finished speaking, I felt a little calmer. I opened the next file bag and took it out to look at it. I was stunned for a moment.
Because this newcomer's information looked familiar - it was Miyano Akemi's boyfriend, Morohoshi, whom I had met once before.
I pulled out the information halfway, frowned, and narrowed my eyes.
Is it because I stayed with the Gin boss for too long that my suspicions got worse? I always feel that some coincidences are too much and very suspicious...
"Cohen, do you know this person?" I took out the information in my hand and turned it over to him.
Cohen was stunned for a moment and replied: "Yes, although I have never met him, I have heard other people praise him and say that he is very good at sniping. If he is recruited, I am afraid he will be valued by the BOSS and get the title soon."
"Really..." I turned the document over and looked at it carefully.
What this information says is not that the other party took the initiative to join the organization, but that after being noticed by others in the organization, they deliberately investigated and confirmed that the other party was a solo cleaner in the past and had achieved results, so he extended an olive branch to him.
I looked at the person who issued the solicitation and couldn't help but frown - this guy... knew Miyano Shiho...
Although logically speaking, if Morohoshi was originally a lone ranger in the industry, and later met Akemi and then got to know Shiho, and then his talents were noticed by others in the organization and then absorbed... there is indeed no problem with the logic of this, it makes sense. Pass.
But... it would make sense if the other party approached him intentionally.
Although when I asked Mingmei how they met, Mingmei said free love...
Perhaps because he stared at this information for too long, Cohen couldn't hold back and said: "Cocoa wine."
"Huh? You're still here. What's the matter?" I put down the information and looked over with a troubled expression. "If you want to find someone to ride the Ferris wheel with you again, I'm not free during this time."
"No." Cohen showed a hesitant expression, struggled for a moment, and finally spoke, "He is a bit like Gin, but he is not Gin."
"..." I couldn't help showing a look of shock - let's not talk about your looks... What on earth do you think of me? !
Wait a minute, this isn’t even officially solicited yet! Are you worried that I think he is a good imitator and trying to put on small shoes for him, or are you worried that I am playing stand-in literature? ! Speaking of which - how on earth do you understand my feelings for Mr. Gin!
"I've thought too much. I don't think it's the same at all. And for me, no one can replace Boss Gin, okay?" I put the information back speechlessly.
This group of people simply didn’t understand that what made Boss Gin special to me was not his appearance or ability at all, but the sense of security given by his almost absolute protection of me.
"Ah, it is absolutely impossible to tell Boss Gin what I just said." I warned, "If I find out that you leaked the secret, you will enjoy the same treatment as being ostracized by me in Chianti."
I won’t let Boss Gin know! He is already proud enough! I can't let him be more proud!
Probably remembering how I targeted the Chianti that targeted me before, Cohen didn't refute anything and nodded silently.
And I also made a final comment on the information at hand: "There is no problem at present, and the ability is very strong if there is no falsification of the information. I think it is no problem to recruit... Since Cohen, you don't want to change your partner, you can let Scotland lead you." Let’s be new.”
"What about Scotland?"
"Go ahead and tell me, I don't like meeting new people." I continued to look through the information at the back. I remembered something, raised my head, and continued to give instructions, "Ah, by the way, if Zhu Xingda successfully enters the organization, BOSS and I will register the information truthfully, but as for Gin Boss and Vodka, just say that I discovered this new person, do you understand?"
Cohen: "..."
Me: "Don't look at me with that expression! Don't think too much! This is a matter of my face!"
The faster this person gets promoted, I might be able to piss off the person I want to piss off, and even if it doesn’t work out, I can save my face;
If there is a problem with this person, and it’s not recommended by me anyway, I don’t have to be responsible or take risks, and because of the close distance, if something is really wrong, I might be among the first to find out about him and report him immediately. Protect my sisters, and I can use this to give myself a better resume and impression points with the BOSS.
I win anyway!
——I am really a genius in dealing with interpersonal relationships!
