Chapter 2 Gin finally found out that he was wearing Ke
Chapter 2 Gin finally found out that he was wearing Ke
Porsche speeding on a deserted road...
inside the car.
Gin wrote all kinds of language symbols on the note paper, looked up at the scenery receding outside the window, and felt very satisfied in his heart——
The thing that the unscrupulous boss did that pleased him the most was to send him vodka.
Not only does he look intimidating, he's also a very steady driver and is good at tinkering with electronic devices and the Internet.
...I'm just a little silly sometimes.
However, in the face of vodka's many advantages, those stupidities are not a problem.
……
It takes more than 30 minutes to drive from the previous extortion site to Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company far away in the suburbs.
Gin won't waste a single second of this time - he's very busy:
He first used a pager to tell the people at the liaison office about the mission in a bunch of secret words, then called the next mission target to give him a stern warning, then called to confirm the situation of the newcomer No. 11 that he had seen before and recorded it, and finally called Calvados to scold him again...
A pigeon spirit like Calvados cannot be spoiled, otherwise it will only become more and more outrageous.
Fortunately, this guy is quite reliable when he is reliable, so Gin didn't take it too seriously.
Vodka showed his professional ethics along the way, driving as quietly as a chicken...
At the same time, he sighed in his heart: "Brother is really working so hard..."
……
By the time we arrived at Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company, it was already past half in the morning, but there were still two dedicated security guards standing at the company's gate.
However, Gin saw clearly that these two security guards were definitely peripheral members who were temporarily transferred here... otherwise they would not be so overjoyed to see him and Vodka getting off the car.
It was a kind of joy that came from the heart, of "finally being able to get off work", and Gin could fully understand the feelings of these two unfortunate children.
"Master Gin, you are here!"
Two peripheral members in security uniforms came over with a smile.
"You can go now." Gin checked the time. "This will be our temporary base. Please go to the office to make up your overtime records."
"Yes!"
These two peripheral members were almost crying and hugging Gin's thighs and calling him daddy...
Vodka, who had parked the car, came in and saw this scene. He didn't know what was going on. He smiled and patted the two of them, "Work hard!"
Gin was silent.
Well, Vodka still has the potential to be a conscientious boss...
"Vodka, follow me."
"Okay big brother!"
Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company, as the organization's temporary base, has actually been in a semi-idle state and is only now ready to be officially put into use.
As the boss's confidant, Gin naturally knew what this place was used for.
——In order to develop an outrageous medicine.
……
The heating is on inside the company and the temperature is comfortable.
There is an electronic clock hanging on the wall of the corridor, showing the current time:
1989年，1月17日，00时51分
Gin came to the third floor and hid in the office that was like a furnace with Vodka. He couldn't stand the heat and took off his hat and windbreaker...
In fact, he only wore three tops: a vest, a sweater and a windbreaker.
Because of his family background in his previous life, Gin has been practicing Qigong since he was a child. He is very cold-resistant, but not very heat-resistant...
After taking off the stuffy coat and hat, I felt much more comfortable immediately. Only Vodka was doubting whether there was something wrong with his body temperature.
But Gin didn't have the delicate mind to pay attention to his younger brother's psychological condition. He turned on the bulky computer and knocked on the table to wake up Vodka:
"Vodka, cut off the network."
Vodka came back to his senses, "...Oh! Okay, big brother!"
I immediately turned on another computer and started tinkering with it.
Computers of this era are still antiques, at least Gin is not used to using them... but at least they are useful, so Gin has nothing to complain about.
You have to know that for more than 30 years, the main means of communication for their organization has been sending telegrams and writing letters...
It's like an underground party - but it doesn't seem to matter, since the organization can't be seen in the open anyway.
The reason why Gin asked Vodka to cut off the Internet was actually because the organization had the means to monitor electronic communications.
The organization can see all the messages sent on its territory... What Vodka is doing now is to pull a separate line out of the organization's network to connect to the outside world, while at the same time avoiding being monitored by the organization.
——Because Gin wants to cause trouble.
And what Gin was going to do was revealed to Vodka.
"Okay, boss." Vodka poked his head out from behind the computer opposite.
Gin glanced at him and threw the note to him.
"Summarize today's tasks and send them to the boss. Log in to my email address. Use the template from March 3 last year..."
Vodka: “…” I’m really curious about how Big Brother remembers which template to use each time.
Gin also opened the email on his own computer, but the recipients of the emails were not from any of the wine names.
He kept sending emails to confirm the situation of these people and integrated the emails sent to him by these people.
It takes more than an hour to complete.
Vodka had already sent the email for Gin and made a cup of coffee for himself and his brother, but Gin was still busy...
Vodka couldn't bear it, "Brother...would you like to take a break?"
His elder brother only slept for two days this week and was so busy every day. It was no wonder that he had some complaints about the organization.
- Exactly.
Gin has actually been trying to leave the organization. His corruption in the organization is also some necessary preparation for leaving the organization...
"…You still have time to jump out now."
Gin glanced at Vodka, as if he could see through his thoughts.
In fact, Gin was also very conflicted.
The organization's influence and strength are too great, and he himself cannot guarantee that all his methods will be effective... nor can he guarantee that he can avoid being hunted down by the organization after escaping.
Gin had also cleaned up traitors before, and he knew that the organization would always have zero tolerance for traitors...
Vodka didn't say anything, but silently handed over the coffee to make his position clear.
Gin took it, said thank you and drank it in one gulp.
"..."
Bro, this is coffee, not water...
It was two in the morning when Gin finally finished dealing with the piles of emails. He rubbed his eyes tiredly and said, "Okay...Vodka, restore the network."
"okay!"
Vodka should be like a waiter.
Gin stretched, reopened his email, logged into his account, and opened an attachment signed "that gentleman" in the unread messages.
It is a list of people who are researching drugs. The boss appointed him as the sole person in charge of this "outrageous drug", with Vodka assisting him.
What Gin has to do is to know everyone's name and appearance, and monitor key researchers...
"Takako Yamada...
Takeda Eiji…
Makino Santaro...
Miyano Shiho...
Yequan Qiu... huh?"
Gin, who was scrolling down the list, was stunned and started scrolling again.
Looking at the familiar four-character name, Gin thought for a while and smiled.
"There are actually people who call themselves by their names from anime? Really..."
By the way, which anime is Miyano Shiho from?
Gin has already been considered an old man in his seventies after living for two lifetimes, and he can hardly remember much about his childhood.
But as for anime...
……and many more.
cartoon???
Gin's old face froze, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"…Oh right! Photos."
Gin felt that he might still be able to save the situation, and hurriedly opened another file with photos.
When I saw the photo named "Miyano Shiho".
Gin knew that he might not be saved...
Long-lost memories flooded into my mind:
Miyano Shiho, Shirley, Huihara Ai...
Organization, wine name, gin, vodka...
"…I'm really screwed."
Gin rarely spoke in his native language with a cold face.
He should have discovered earlier... this was not a time travel to the past at all.
He has traveled to a world of death called Detective Conan, bastard!!!
Gin roared helplessly in his heart...
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