When Jun Izawa returned to Ebisu Hotel, it was already past 11 p.m.
He yawned and pushed open the door and walked straight towards the front desk. The person in charge of vigil today was a middle-aged man who was missing his left hand. When he saw that he finally came back, he picked up a wooden door card that had been prepared and gave it to him: "
Thank you for your hard work, Izawa-kun."
Izarun took the key card to the Hazuki Room on the second floor: "I'm going up to visit sir, just bring dinner to the Hazuki Room."
"You don't want to change rooms?" the middle-aged man asked strangely.
"No, I have to leave tomorrow morning anyway, there is no need to open a new one." Yi Zerun yawned again, "By the way, I will send a breakfast to the lady in the basement tomorrow morning. I will be leaving soon. I should
Eat better.”
"OK."
The middle-aged man nodded and watched Yi Zerun leave.
…
In Ye Yuejian on the second floor, Izarun took the wooden door card and swiped the door directly. As soon as he entered, he saw the "Savior".
This painting was bought by the previous leader at a New York auction for a sky-high price of 51.6 billion yen. This most expensive work of art in history comes from Leonardo da Vinci, who is known as "the most perfect representative of the Renaissance."
hand.
Yizerun stood there and looked at this sky-high price oil painting quietly. He could understand that rich people spend a lot of money to buy these expensive works of art, but he just felt...
"Every time you come to this room, the first thing you look at is this painting."
Hearing this familiar voice, Jerez Brandy from the black organization lowered his head. He saw Spiatus wearing a black bathrobe, sitting at a low table drinking tea, with a small and cute Scottish dog lying in the crook of his left arm.
The folded-eared cat rested its right hand on the edge of the table, revealing a section of its pale wrist.
Yizerun closed the door and walked to Spiatus naturally and sat down: "Because it's ironic."
"——He did such a thing and caused countless tragedies, but he bought a painting called "The Savior"."
The only person in the world who deserves this title is the gentleman in front of him... Knowing that the current boss of the organization is too lazy to listen to praise, Yizerun lowered his eyes and finished the sentence silently in his heart.
There were only two of them in the room, and it was impossible for Izarun to ask Spiatus to serve him. He took the initiative to pour himself a cup of tea and quietly glanced at the yokan on the table.
Spiatus caught his eyes and handed the plate of yokan in front of him.
"Just say it when you're hungry," Spiatus said helplessly.
Izarun picked up the fork happily. He was not Gin. For his own image, that guy would rather starve to death before reporting the mission situation first. In fact, there was no point in suffering like that. The boss didn't care about such a trivial matter at all. He was quite
Generous.
A busy triple undercover agent, Jun Izawa, who suddenly received an organizational mission during a police mission, finished his yokan in several bites and drank a cup of tea to temporarily relieve his hunger, and then began to explain the progress of the mission.
"I have already dealt with the policeman who tried to shoot Angstra."
Izarun took the paper towel handed by Spiatus and wiped his mouth gracefully. It was because of this man's sudden death that he and other police officers were under investigation, and he came back so late.
Although he was very skilled at silently silencing targets in police stations and surrounded by police without arousing suspicion, he still felt tired.
He sighed: "Boss, let Angostranu work hard to continue recruiting people. I really want to run away..."
Spiatus stroked the cat: "You saw that man's murderous intention last night. Not only did you not deal with him secretly, but you also deliberately invited him to go to the scenic spots and restaurants that Angstra was going to... Today
This mission is entirely something you asked for yourself just to watch the fun."
His voice was very gentle, but Yi Zerun trembled when he heard it.
"I'm not just watching the fun, I've taken some protective measures..." He couldn't help but defend.
At the festival last night, he saw that Kazushi Nakamichi had murderous intentions towards Angstra. He went to the theater to watch the show. He couldn't really let anything happen to Angstra, the boss who cared about and Shunyi's favorite child. He found
Chance took the pistol away from him, quietly broke the silencer on it, and put it back the same way.
In this way, when the gunfire rings out, Angstra can be reminded to take cover, and the two undercover agents with good fighting skills around him can also protect him.
Yi Zerun is quite confident in his ability to organize undercover agents.
"I know." Spiatus smiled at him, "Today's mission is really hard on you, Jerez."
Seeing this smile, Yi Zerun's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.
He coughed lightly to cover up the slightly raised corners of his mouth: "Sir, I will bring the injustice tomorrow morning... The new companion in the basement will return to Miwa Town to teach her some rules and basic training, and strive to send her to the immigration team as soon as possible.
"
"Members who go undercover for other forces for the organization are eligible to get a code name in advance. Can she..."
It is not easy to get a wine code name. It can take as short as half a year or as long as more than ten years. You must rely on force, IQ, luck and good parents, or showing loyalty and more dedication.
And undercover is a typical example of "more effort".
Take Izawa Jun as an example. Gin, who was one year older than him, got his code name the same year he became the boss, but he was only a bottom member until he graduated from high school at the age of eighteen.
When it came to a real fight, Gin's skills were no match for those of him who had undergone human experiments, but his efforts were far inferior to Gin's - he went to class during the day and did organizational tasks at night. He often used the excuse of being busy with studies to paddle around and fish, just to have enough fun.
He was content with his basic salary, and had no prestige in the organization... He was so lazy that he couldn't stand it, even Belmode, who was in the same laboratory as him and would favor him and take care of him.
But just like this, when he received the undercover mission, he immediately got his own wine code name: Jerez Brandy.
"You don't have to worry about that."
Spiatus looked at the mobile phone on the table: "I have already thought of the code names of Angostela's subordinates..."
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Jing Baiye lay under the quilt at night, unable to fall asleep.
Obviously he has seen and created many bloody scenes, but whenever he closes his eyes, he will still think of that eyeball floating in the bottle.
…
No one thought that there would be an eye in the box.
When he saw clearly what was in the bottle, not only Jing Baiye was stunned for a moment, but even Moro Hoshida, who was usually the calmest, had his eyes widened.
The left eye had been soaked there for an unknown amount of time. It was floating and sinking in the liquid, as vividly as if it was moving flexibly in its owner's eye sockets - and suddenly, it looked at Jing Baiye's right eye.
"!!"
Jing Baiye's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a surge of hatred and disgust in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back.
Scotland's response turned out to be the fastest.
He grabbed the bottle, put it in the drawer and pushed it back hard, and asked with a gloomy face: "That guy upstairs...why did Spiatus give you such a thing?"
Jing Baiye felt that Scotland seemed to hate Spiatus. He, who was always gentle, would show such an expression and tone, pressing his fingers firmly on the edge of the box, as if he would smash the thing out at any time.
"...No, he means no harm. This is just a relic of his first love."
Jing Baiye frowned. No matter how weird his eyes were, he had to correct Scotland's attitude.
Spiatus himself may not care, but it would be very dangerous if some diehard boss who has turned his hair gray for the organization hears it.
When Scotland heard this, his expression became even more ugly.
"The wound on this eye was not removed through surgery after death, but was dug out by someone while alive..." Zhu Xingda has good eyesight, and he made a judgment after just a few seconds of observation, "Methods
It’s very quantitative and very cruel.”
Toru Amuro glanced at him: "Mr. Morohoshi, you know so much. Could it be said that you have rich experience in this field?"
"I don't mind using your eyes to accumulate experience in this area." Morohoshi responded coldly, "I'm happy to do that."
Jing Baiye was originally recalling the condition of his eyeballs. The whites of his eyes were clean, without the turbidity caused by middle-aged and elderly people suffering from eye diseases. He just judged that Dunzi should have been very young when he died... when he heard the two of them arguing again about unrelated things.
, this time it even escalated to a personal attack.
He was about to turn around and scold them, but Zhuhoshi turned his head to the side, and Toru Amuro looked at him with pitiful eyes.
"…………"
Looking at the blond hair and the gentle drooping eyes, Jing Baiye felt his heart tightening inexplicably, and he quickly turned his head to the side.
This farce caused by eyeballs has come to an end.
…
After the recollection ended, Jing Baiye continued to look at the ceiling with his eyes open.
Scotland offered to keep this dangerous thing for him, but he refused on the spot. Perhaps because he was in a bad mood at the time and had a cold tone, he forcefully took the mechanism box directly from Scotland's hand. At that time, Scotland was obviously stunned, and then quietly
Lower your hands.
Jing Baiye sighed softly. He shouldn't be affected by other emotions and accidentally vent his anger to Scotland...
But it's strange. Except for the time when the villa was destroyed, he can usually control his emotions and not anger others no matter how angry he is. How could he be impulsive today? Could it be that he was disturbed by some strange force?
Thinking of this, he quietly glanced at Scotland. The temporary guardian had closed his eyes and fell asleep. It seemed that he would have to wait until tomorrow to apologize to him.
Jing Baiye took out his cell phone from under his pillow, huddled quietly under the quilt, unlocked the phone screen and opened his mailbox.
Before going to bed, he put his cell phone into silent mode, and there was an unsigned email in it that was sent more than ten minutes ago.
[Your female subordinate will go back with Jerez tomorrow.]
[When she passes the training, you choose one of Cognac, Armagnac and Marque to give her a code number, and the other two will be for the undercover men you will find later. Let me and Jerez know after you have chosen.
】
Jing Baiye looked at the string of brandy, and then contacted Jerez Brandy, this...
【Why is it all brandy?——angostura】
[For the convenience of statistics. Except for Calvados, who was given the code name by the previous leader, all the members I gave Brandy the code name are all undercover agents sent by the organization. 】
Jing Baiye looked at this email and couldn't help but send a question.
[If someone knows this habit of yours, it will be very dangerous for these undercover agents.——angostura]
[Besides me, only you and Jerez know about it at the moment. The connector between Jerez and Friedman in the past was Gin, and the connector between the three brandies in the future is you, and you are responsible for their safety.]
[Remember, half the life of an undercover agent depends on the contact person.]
Jing Baiye was silent for a moment. He learned from Belmode how Gin had been an undercover contact over the years.
Even if he was usually suspicious, in order to prevent more people from the organization from seeing Jerez or Friedman who had not evacuated at that time, Gin would always go to the meeting place alone to meet with them and exchange information. Not to mention letting other people
He wouldn't even bring vodka when testing or watching.
The best gift for an undercover agent is not a high-priced reward, but a reliable contact person who truly cares about their safety.
【I will do my best to protect them.——angostura】
Jing Baiye said these words firmly.
Except for Spiatus and him, plus Jerez who needs to hand over the job, no matter who the others are, even Belmode and the others, he will not reveal the true identity and name of the undercover agent.
Half of an undercover agent's life rests on his contacts, and he has to be responsible for them.
After Jing Baiye finished sending the email, he locked his phone and put it back under the pillow. He got out of the quilt and suddenly felt a line of sight falling on him - he turned around and met Scotland's eyes.
"..."
"..."
Jing Baiye felt an inexplicable guilty conscience. Before going to bed these days, Guo Guo told him every day not to lie under the quilt and play with his mobile phone without turning on the light. This was not good for his eyes...
Scotland looked at him quietly and spoke first: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking Toru Amuro and Morohoshi.
Jing Baiye replied at a similar volume: "I can't sleep for the time being, I have to go back tomorrow."
"Can't you bear it?" Scotland moved closer to him.
"It doesn't matter, we can come again at any time..."
As Jing Baiye talked, he fell silent.
It's just that next time we come, it may not be these people. There may be more people, or maybe... there will be less people.
After all, no one knows what will happen tomorrow and in the future.
"Midori Chuan..."
Jing Bai propped up his body and leaned over in the middle of the night. Most of them, including the quilt, were pressed onto Scotland's bed. He stretched out his finger and poked him: "I was in a bad mood just now and made you angry... I want to apologize to you. Next time
No more."
Scotland seemed stunned for a moment.
"...I won't be angry with you for this." He stretched out his hand, covered Jing Baiye with the quilt, and then asked, "What were you looking at under the quilt just now?"
Jing Baiye couldn't tell him the true content of the email.
Love, trust and responsibility should be distinguished, and responsibility is the most important among them.
"Belmod is coming to Japan soon. She wants to meet you, and then the three of us will go to a concert together. You have to prepare a formal suit."
So he told another thing, which he would have to tell Scotland sooner or later anyway. This was not considered a lie, so Jing Baiye's tone was very natural.
"I haven't bought you a gift to celebrate your code name yet. I want to give you a better car... What do you like?"
