Chapter 4: About the boss letting Gin visit the undercover
Chapter 4: About the boss letting Gin visit the undercover
After briefly lamenting that his life had been in vain and reviewing today's affairs, Gin felt completely relaxed.
"Finally I can have a good sleep..."
Gin drooped his eyelids, yawned, and saw Vodka sleeping on the chair with his head tilted back.
Gin: "..."
Did Shirley see this guy just now? No wonder her expression was so indescribable...
Gin took off his windbreaker and hat again and planned to go to the lounge next door to rest for a while.
however--
"Dududu~"
The mobile phone in the windbreaker pocket was turned on vibrate mode.
Gin: "..."
Damn it, who is calling him at this time!
Gin's eyes were cold, and he began to vent his anger. He took out his mobile phone expressionlessly and checked the caller ID...
Look, this familiar phone number...
Oh, boss, it’s okay then—what the hell!
Why do you always contact him when he needs to rest? He is not an iron man. Although he is more energetic than others after practicing qigong, he still needs to sleep, bastard!
Gin took a deep breath, took a second to finish his inner complaints, and calmly answered the phone: "Boss, what can I do for you?"
"How's things going over there?"
There was a chaotic electronic voice coming from the other end of the phone.
Gin lowered his eyes, suppressed the urge to greet the other party's ancestors, and said in a deep voice:
"It went smoothly. I have already told Shirley how to make the medicine. It's just that her age..."
"Fourteen years old is enough." Boss's words seemed to carry a hint of laughter, "You were only fifteen years old at the time, weren't you Gin?"
"...Yes, I understand."
He suspected that the boss was implying something about him but he had no evidence.
As if realizing that the topic had gone off topic, the voice on the other end of the phone paused and continued, "Gin, Arrack recommended a good new member who is now at the training base... Your action team is short of manpower, and I think you should be interested."
...Alex? He remembered that this codename had always been active in the United States, so why did he come to Japan?
Gin's eyes twitched twice: "Yes, boss, I'll be there right away."
I think I should thank you for disturbing my sleep?
He——tui! What dog is better than the boss!
After hanging up the phone, Gin took a cold look at Vodka who was still snoring. The more he looked at him, the more he disliked him, so Gin punched him hard in the shoulder.
"Vodka, wake up."
"Oh...oh?"
Gin looked indifferent.
After all, he took it all...
……
After instructing Vodka to help look after the company's personnel and computer emails, Gin drove to the organization's training base by himself.
Another half an hour's drive passed, and for a moment Gin truly felt that he might as well just die.
"This rubbish organization has ruined my youth, ruined my spirit, and wasted my money..."
Only endless mumbling is the driving force that keeps Gin alive.
"The boss of the organization is a fool. Vodka is his biological father. I am Amitabha, his ancestor..."
If someone were to install a bug in the gin truck, the eavesdropper would probably wonder if he was on the wrong channel after hearing so many beautiful Chinese words.
Amidst endless mumbling, Gin finally arrived at his destination.
After getting out of the car, Gin slammed the door with all his might - the organization would reimburse him for the damage to the car anyway, but if he held it in for too long and got angry, he didn't know what outrageous things he might do.
……
The organization's training camps were built underground, but there was more than one.
There are different training camps for newcomers, peripheral members, and core members at different levels.
The bright floor tiles and the projection equipment on display make people feel like they are back in the 21st century... It would be even better if they could ignore the gray-black concrete walls and the flickering lights overhead.
The military boots on Gin's feet stepped on the ground, making a dull sound. He straightened his collar, pushed down the brim of his hat, and tried to bury his face in the shadows...
He was afraid that his ugly expression would scare the newcomer.
Straight ahead, on the elevator.
A long-haired figure wearing a black knitted hat turned his back to Gin, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, aiming at the target in the dark...
Gin's eyes stayed on the other's long black hair for a while, and then moved away. I didn't expect that besides him, there was actually a man with long hair in the organization...
However, Gin kept his hair partly to fulfill his dream of being a martial arts hero in his previous life, and partly because he was lazy - in this life, perhaps because he started practicing qigong too early, his hair grew very fast.
I had my hair cut when I was five years old, and six months later it grew back to my buttocks...
Get a haircut every six months?
Sorry, he chose to just give up.
Gin's gaze moved to the table in the lounge area, on which was a very conspicuous folder, a mobile phone and a computer.
——It’s obvious who it’s for.
Gin came to the table and sat down, opened the folder, and took out a stack of personal information.
After looking at the man in the photo and then at his back on the lift, I have to admit that this man looks pretty cool...
However, according to Gin's personal experience, people who are good-looking generally have a high rebate rate - such as himself.
"...Zhu Xing Da? What a strange name."
Gin complained in his mind while reading the information, maintaining a cold expression on his face, "The middleman Hirota Masami... huh? It seems like she is a peripheral member of my team..."
27 years old, both parents are gone, graduated from a prestigious university, working away from home.
This is a flawless resume.
Gin concluded.
When he was about to put down the information, the phone rang at the right time:
"Gin, how is it?"
It was the boss who called. It seemed that the boss was also very interested in this Dai Moroboshi.
only……
"It's completely comparable to Cohen and Chianti. With more practice, maybe it can surpass Calvados." Gin's eyelids twitched as he watched Moroboshi Dai blew up the target's head from 500 yards away.
He bet that this Zhu Xingda was definitely an undercover agent sent by some organization, or maybe he was sent by another terrorist organization...
Are you kidding? You can hit a target at 500 yards with a sniper rifle for the first time? And you hit all five targets without shaking your hand.
Moreover, his gun-holding technique clearly showed signs of being practiced, but the person on his resume was innocent... If he wasn't an undercover agent, he would have just stood upside down and eaten shit.
And this face, Gin always feels somewhat familiar.
The boss's voice continued on the phone:
"Really? It seems that you have a good opinion of him... However, he has just joined the organization, and his loyalty and ability remain to be seen. His actions will be left to you."
Gin deadpanned, "I'll follow your orders, boss."
"Do not disappoint me……"
beep!
The call was hung up.
Gin looked at the information on the computer, then raised his head to look at Comrade Moroboshi Dai who was still shooting intently, and smiled sinisterly.
He just checked Hirota Masami's information temporarily.
This name is actually a pseudonym, her real name is Miyano Akemi...
Gin has an impression of this name.
This was one of the few main plots he remembered. In the 10 billion yen incident, Akemi Miyano did use a pseudonym.
In other words, the information he had passively obtained from popular science before: Miyano Akemi = Hirota Masami.
When Gin supplemented his knowledge from various broken websites, he learned that Miyano Akemi's boyfriend was Akai Shuichi, an FBI undercover in the organization...
If you look at the information of Moroboshi Dai, there is a special note: 'He is in a romantic relationship with Hirota Masami'.
Is there anything else Gin doesn't understand?
"Hehehe... Don't think I can't catch you just because I haven't done the main quest."
Gin looked at Dai Moroboshi, who was already confirmed to be Shuichi Akai's alias, with the eyes of looking at prey, and kept calculating in his mind.
These undercover agents are the powerful weapons in his new plan to deal with the organization. They must be well protected. In the future, they will be responsible for restraining the main force of the organization.
Gin re-planned a plan to leave the organization in his mind, and planned to make a good plan when he had a break.
...But Alex's luck was really bad. He just recommended an undercover agent casually.
Gin silently lit a candle for this old comrade whom he seemed to have never met before.
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(End of this chapter)