Opposite the phone.
——Except for individual members of the organization engaged in specific industries, other cadres will instinctively avoid reporters and cameras, and will not accept interviews without accepting interviews. Of course, the same is true for Calvados.
Coupled with the protection of citizens' privacy, the "unlucky passers-by" in the news are often hidden and become a background board to highlight the cruelty of the criminals.
Therefore, before this, Belmode still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
However, now, listening to Calvados' slightly weird change of words and looking at the news on the screen... she completely determined who the "unlucky passers-by who were almost shot" and "the owner of unknown guns" in the news were.
Belmode's smile slowly froze on his face.
...But now that things have come to this point, as an adult, I can only face it bravely. Belmode rubbed his face hard, smiled again, and asked in a chat: "Can you tell me in detail about your experiences these days? I'm very interested."
...
After listening to Calvados's modified experience, Belmode briefly fell into silence.
When the other party asked her tactfully if she wanted to come out for a midnight snack, Belmode came to his senses and said in a warm voice: "I also want to have a happy dinner with you, but unfortunately, I am working on an important plan that needs to be closed for a while - don't see me or contact me next, and when the time is right, I will take the initiative to find you."
Calvados was a little regretful, but he didn't say much. In fact, he was already very happy to make such a long call.
He recalled the few words the goddess had said, and then said farewell reluctantly: "Okay, see you next time."
...
When Calvados tried to soak himself in a shallow and tender land.
On the other side.
In a stronghold of the organization.
"Calvados applied for 5 guns..." A member of the logistics organization pushed his heavy glasses and tweeted, "Why does this guy want a gun again? He has enough guns. Can you still move your back with 5 more? Could it be that he wants to do weight-bearing training while walking?"
Another person in the office remembered something and lowered his voice: "Who did you hear about this? In recent cases in Osaka, police always found a homeless gun - I also heard that Calvados was in Osaka a few days ago."
The glasses members reacted and their voices lowered: "You mean, all the captured guns are from Calvados?"
The colleague nodded: "Isn't there our people in the Osaka police station? That person happened to be my friend. I heard from him that Calvados almost got shot several times - a person who has been playing guns for a lifetime almost died of accidental injuries from gunfire. Is it funny?"
The two of them had a while, and suddenly the third voice came from beside them: "I was almost shot several times, and I threw a gun every time I encountered a case... Don't you think this pattern sounds familiar?"
“…”
“?!”
The two people who were laughing together suddenly looked like two ducks with their necks tied up, and their laughter choked in their throats.
What happened to Calvados at first sounds funny. But put on the template and look at it carefully...
"It's really familiar." The glasses member pushed the glasses again, a little nervous, "Did... he be targeted by that person?"
As logistics, their work and life are undoubtedly much safer than those members of the organization who run around with guns every day.
So when they first heard some rumors, they just treated that person as a short story after dinner and didn't take it seriously at all.
But later, a stronghold somehow entered the sight of the cadre, and the people in the stronghold began to be frequently involved in various sudden murders.
There were many logistics personnel in that stronghold - those who were irritable and a little careless, who had disappeared from the world one after another in various ways. The remaining cautious people were more or less reused after a period of time.
Since then, in the minds of logistics members, a cadre and a rumor have received unprecedented attention.
"Well, I won't talk about this anymore." The glasses member subconsciously looked at the doors and windows, trying to open up the topic, "Let's go back to Calvados."
The other two colleagues agreed and continued: "If the gun-losing man in Osaka was really Calvados, then his gun would not be very suspicious - could he offend someone inadvertently?"
"It's indeed a bit weird." The colleague who was drinking tea thought for a while, "It's better to have less trouble than more. In my opinion, don't give him a gun first, at least don't give it immediately. Wait for a while before you can see the situation."
Another colleague sighed: "But Calvados has a bad temper, if he thinks we are deliberately making things difficult for him..."
It is not easy to offend either side, so you can only choose one that is relatively less difficult to offend as a soft persimmon.
After thinking about it, the glasses member typing on the keyboard and claring: "I won't give him a gun anymore. The reason is that he has incomplete procedures - I read the background records and Calvados did not report damage, so theoretically, he now has at least 5 guns. In this case, it would be reasonable not to give him a new gun."
"And there are no tasks that require him to dispatch recently. Giving him a gun can easily lead to exposure. This is also for his own good, and he will understand."
The three logistics personnel discussed the solution one by one, quickly wrote the email, and then sent it over with Calvados' patience.
...
Just as Calvados finished his call with Belmode, he received an email from the logistics company.
However, unlike expected, it does not describe the handover point of the gun, but a large string of apology, a large string of explanations, and a tactful rejection.
Calvados: "…"
He looked at the damage report form in the attachment, his eyes twitched, and he quit his email.
"Once this kind of form is submitted, it will leave records in my relevant information. My goddess has high authority, which means she can see it."
Calvados paced back and forth a few steps, remembering the experience of beautification that he had just told Belmode, and he would not have the intention to submit the form anyway. If the goddess heard what he had just said, she found it very interesting, so she checked his information... Then all the modifications he had just now had no meaning.
"Forget it, let's go in a few days." Calvados held the mini pistol in his pocket and sighed silently, revealing a rare hint of fatigue. "I'll take a break first."
Chapter completed!