As Angostela fired the last bullet, his training results for this hour automatically popped up on the computer next to him.
Vodka didn't want to wait in the parking lot, so after asking his elder brother where they were, he also came to the shooting training hall.
He originally thought well, if only the lower-level members were training, he could still show off his skills in front of them, but after seeing that the only trainer present was Angstra, he chose to stand aside and watch with Gin.
It's not that he is a coward, Angstra's sniping and shooting abilities are at the top level in the organization - to the extent that even the boss and Gin can't make mistakes - practicing with such a person is too stressful.
Gin directly operated the computer, packaged the training results and sent them to the boss's email. Before clicking send, he paused for a second, reluctantly added Belmode's email address, and then chose to send.
Angstra put down the gun and walked over. Vodka saw the underage member slowly fading his smile.
"...Why are you here?" Angstra asked.
"Brother asked me to come here." Vodka didn't think too much, "It's been an hour now. Is it almost done at Qinfeishi's place?"
After Gin finished sending the email, he cleaned up all the traces, then looked at the other two people: "Let's go."
The three of them returned to the corpse processing room together. Angstra was responsible for everything related to Gin Fesh, and the same was true for the aftermath now. Gin watched him skillfully put on thick gloves to open the stove door, and pulled out the roller.
He picked up a hammer and smashed the larger bones into pieces, then crushed them hard. Finally, he used a shovel to scoop up the processed ashes and put them into a box.
"..."
Vodka has killed many people, and now watching Angstra handle the ashes of her colleagues, she still felt a little nervous.
"What are you going to do about it?" Gin asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'm sorry for the plants if I want to use it as fertilizer. Let's take it back to the safe house first." Angstra pressed the lid on the box tightly, shook it to make sure it was fixed, and then put it back into her bag.
"I'm hungry, take me to a nearby barbecue restaurant first."
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The Porsche 356a stopped at a lane very close to the commercial street. When Jing Baiye saw no one around, he got out of the car with his bag. After Gin and Vodka left, he immediately transferred the urn in the bag to the system backpack.
[...Can you please not put such unlucky things in it?] The system is a little helpless.
[I'm sorry, because I'm going to eat and I don't think it's good to bring the urn inside.] Jing Baiye apologized immediately.
He came to the commercial street. Today is Saturday, there are many people on the street, and there are queues in front of some restaurants.
Jing Baiye took out his mobile phone, opened the food review app on the homepage, and searched for a barbecue restaurant with good reviews nearby. He was picky about his food, and would rather wait in line slowly than go to a restaurant with bad taste.
Anyway, he has a lot of time in the afternoon, Qin Feishi's matter has been taken care of, Dai Jili has also reminded him, and he probably doesn't have the guts to harm his men... He can send another email to remind Midorikawa later.
Jing Baiye finally chose a one-person barbecue restaurant. He was alone now and didn't need a big stove.
There were not many customers in this store, so he entered the restaurant without queuing up, and chose a seat that was close to the door and covered by greenery and sat down. He looked at the menu, thought about his current savings, and picked a few plates.
Cheaper meat, and a glass of iced Coke.
The barbecue restaurant served food very quickly, and several plates of meat came out in a short time. Jing Baiye pushed aside the free lettuce, picked up the tongs, picked up a few pieces of meat and put them on the baking sheet.
He didn't know whether it was because of the difference in meat or the temperature, but the aroma of barbecue was completely different from the smell of burning human bodies. He felt very good smelling this smell.
He held a tong in his right hand to turn the meat, and held a mobile phone in his left hand to type. He first sent an email to Midorikawa Shin.
[Gin Feishi’s matter has been taken care of. You can start working as usual tomorrow. If you feel uncomfortable or injured, tell me in advance. You don’t have to worry about Dai Jili. Gin Jiu has asked him to be responsible for checking undercover agents, and he has no time to trouble you for the time being.
——angostura】
[Host, you...]
The system was about to say something, but suddenly stopped again.
【What’s wrong with you?】
Jing Baiye felt a little strange. There had been times when the system was hesitant to speak before, but never like this. It was like suddenly unplugging the power supply of the TV, and it was abruptly cut off by some external force.
[…It’s okay.] The system took a few seconds to answer him.
Jing Baiye took the roasted meat off the baking sheet, covered it with sauce, put it on a plate, and finished it in a few bites.
Midorikawa Xin on the opposite side sent a reply: [Is there an undercover agent in the organization now? 】
[He is an undercover agent from CIA. He came here several years ago and has nothing to do with you. If Dai Jili asks you to question him, just tell him when he joined the organization. He shouldn't be pestering him. I reminded him.
I’m not allowed to cause trouble for you...]
Jing Baiye was typing on her phone while putting the meat on the baking pan.
[...You come over at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning and prepare breakfast for me. I want to eat waffles. Then we will go to the training ground and we will talk about lunch and dinner. There is no waffle powder and syrup in the safe house, so I have to trouble you to buy them.
Remember to leave your shopping receipts for me.——angostura]
[Understood.] Midorikawa Xin responded very quickly this time.
After communicating with Midorikawa Xin, Jing Baiye sent Shirley another email without the wine code, telling her that Miyano Akemi refused and that he advised her to think about it again. Shirley was probably happily fishing in the laboratory, and it didn't take long.
Just reply to him.
[Thank you, this matter is based on my sister’s wish. This time she will bring you specialties from Hokkaido. If you have something you want to eat, you can send her an email. 】
Jing Baiye didn't know what specialties there were in Hokkaido. The store Miyano Akemi invited him to last time was good, which showed that her own taste and taste were acceptable, so he replied: "She can bring whatever she wants, I won't pick it."
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After talking to Shirley, Jing Baiye turned his attention back to the barbecue. Listening to the sizzling sound of the meat being roasted, he thought of Panno, who also made such sounds when his body was stuffed into the crematorium.
The sound, and then he thought of the CIA undercover agent.
Gin had told him that in order to break into organizations headquartered in Japan, the intelligence agencies of European and American countries would specially select Asians or mixed-race people with partial Asian ancestry. Panno was the latter. His mother was Japanese and he had blond hair.
I have an Asian skin tone, can use chopsticks easily, and can speak Japanese fluently.
Gin is very likely to remind Dai Jili of this. Asians only have different nationalities. Their appearance is similar to that of Japanese, and their accent and living habits have to be observed. The characteristics of mixed race are very obvious, so they can be investigated first.
The only mixed-race member Jing Baiye had ever seen in Japan was Toru Amuro, but considering how the blond man rejected him, there was no need for him to meddle in his own business.