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Chapter 300 Let’s Play Cards
The next day at noon, Lafitte came down from upstairs and prepared to continue the task assigned to him by Gin.
Damn it, if he had known it would be so busy and with so many tasks in China, he would not have come back. Wouldn’t it be nice for him to slack off in the United States?
Chu Ming got up early and sat in the hall. However, no one came back after waiting for a long time in the base. Now only Lafitte was ready to go out.
Chu Ming stood up suddenly and handed the water on the table to Lafitte, looking very attentive.
Lafitte looked at the water that Chu Ming brought over, took a step back vigilantly, and even looked at Chu Ming's face carefully. When he found that it was not a disguise, he was even more surprised.
"If you are too nice to me, you are either a traitor or a thief. What are you trying to do? Let us first make sure that gifts are only given on birthdays. Don't celebrate this holiday today or that holiday tomorrow and then find excuses to ask me for them every day. That is impossible!"
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"Am I that kind of person? How could you think of me like that???" Chu Ming felt insulted.
"Heh, what kind of demon are you going to do now?"
Chu Ming raised the jade ring on his thumb to Lafitte's eyes and said, "Take a look. Does it look good?"
Lafitte held Chu Ming's hand and looked at it from left to right: "A ring? Is that worthy of your showing off? I don't have one, and I don't have one either..."
Chu Ming pushed Lafitte's hand away with disdain and blew on the surface of the ring carefully: "You know nothing, this is a gift from the boss, it symbolizes the boss's personal presence, as if I am here in person, do you understand? Maybe the boss thinks highly of me and took the opportunity of my birthday to give me this jade ring that symbolizes the successor. You should be more respectful to me, I am the boss's appointed person - uh, maybe the boss's appointed successor."
"..." Lafitte looked at Chu Ming's smug look and rolled his eyes in disdain, "Come on, if the boss chooses you as the successor, will the organization still have a future? Are you really not going to lead us into trouble?"
Chu Ming was indeed just pretending to be a big shot. After being bullied by Lafitte, he turned around and walked away angrily: "Who are you looking down on? Hurry up and do your mission. Go away, you have no vision. If I really become the boss, I will be the first to make things difficult for you!"
Lafitte sneered, turned around and was about to leave, but after thinking for a moment, he took out a disk from his side and handed it to Chu Ming.
"Put on your fake face and give this to Gin. Vermouth seemed to have given him a clue before, and he wants to use this to track Shirley. It just so happens that you have nothing to do today."
Then he dropped the disk and walked away.
Chu Ming took the disk speechlessly. This should be the disk that Gin used to track Huiyuan Ai's phone signal...
He didn't call to ask where Gin was, but went straight to Vermouth to ask for the address of the house where Miyano Akemi had rented, and then went downstairs of the apartment to wait for Gin to show up.
Two people gave him gifts last night. Chu Ming knew that one of them was from the boss because he found a Karasuma family emblem on the inside of the ring that was exactly the same as the one he saw in the Twilight Villa.
The other gift box contained a gold Maki-e lacquer ink box, which looked like an antique from the Edo period. It had the characteristics of that era and looked very much like something Rum would give.
Alas, so I never got Gin’s gift after all.
After enjoying the cool breeze outside for half an hour, Chu Ming finally saw Gin's car appear outside the community.
"Brother, you are finally here. I have been waiting for almost two hours! I am almost blown crazy by the wind!" Chu Ming waved to Gin who got off the car while sitting on the flower bed, his tone exaggerated.
Gin glanced at him and asked, "Did you bring the disk?"
Chu Ming took out a disk from his side and handed it over. He also bent his thumb intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the ring in his hand: "I have it. It is said that it can track the phone signal in 20 seconds."
Gin took a look at it and didn't take the ring seriously, thinking that Chu Ming had found it from the Dusk Villa.
He sneered: "Go to the car, get the computer, and go see which rat hole that woman is hiding in."
When Chu Ming brought the computer over, he still gave a thumbs up.
Gin frowned and watched Chu Ming's actions. Seeing that Gin finally started to look at him, Chu Ming pointed at the ring on his hand and began to introduce this gift from the BOSS.
Then Chu Ming stared at Gin with a suggestive look.
"..."
Gin wordlessly bent down and took out a box from the car, then threw it to Chu Ming. Chu Ming took it and put it in his pocket, his eyes sparkling: "Thank you, brother!"
Without having time to open it to see what it was, Chu Ming, carrying the computer, hurriedly followed Gin to the house that Miyano Akemi had rented. It was obvious that Shirley had been here before, because the bookshelves were full of books related to medicine or cytology.
Vodka had been searching for a long time, but found no trace of the research materials of the Miyano couple. "Brother, I didn't find anything, but I asked the property manager. A year's rent has been paid in advance. Occasionally, there will be calls. If no one answers, it will be transferred directly to the voicemail. But I just checked the voicemail box, and there is nothing..."
"That woman is cautious by nature and won't leave a message on her phone. But it doesn't matter. She won't be able to hide for long. The organization's anti-tracking program will soon dig her out."
Chu Ming looked at Gin leaning on the sofa so openly, and Vodka sitting at the table, staring at the phone.
"…Just wait like this?" Chu Ming couldn't help but ask. He knew the script, so he knew that Shirley would call tonight, but Gin didn't know that. Did he just want to sit here and do nothing?
"Shirley calls every night recently, around one or two in the morning, and you can answer the call if you wait," Vodka explained.
"...But it's only a little after ten o'clock." Chu Ming looked around, and pushed aside Gin's long hair that was scattered on the sofa, and squeezed in next to him, "We can't just sit there for a few hours? Let's find something to do, right?"
Gin bit the cigarette but didn't light it. He looked up and asked him, "Fighting makes too much noise. It's not convenient."
Chu Ming had a question mark on his face. Which of his words indicated that he wanted to fight?
He seemed to be reaching into his pocket, but in fact he secretly took out a deck of cards from the system warehouse: "How about we play cards?"
Gin hesitated for a while between sitting still and playing cards to kill time, but finally he condescended to take the cards from Chu Ming's hand.
Chapter 301 Is there a warehouse of gifts?
"Royal bomb! I've finished playing! You lose again, hahahaha!"
Chu Ming threw down the last two cards, picked up the note next to him and slapped it on Vodka's face.
Vodka silently put down the cards in his hand that he had basically never played, peeked through the gaps between the papers on his face, and began to shuffle, place, and pick cards quickly.
Soon, another round began. Gin took the cards in silence, looked at the cards in his hand that were not in order, and said coldly, "No."
Chu Ming held a handful of bombs and shunzi, but he also shouted: "No."
Then they both stared at Vodka dimly at the same time.
The pressure came to Vodka.
Vodka felt the heavy paper on his face and the cold gaze he could feel through the paper. He held back his words and said honestly, "Then, then I, I call you Landlord?"
Vodka held the three cards that were forced into his hand, wanting to cry but unable to. He knew! He would be the one who would be bullied in the end of the card game...
But what can he do? He can't afford to offend either of them. In ancient China, people used colorful clothes to entertain their parents. In today's Japan, he has vodka notes to appease his big brother.
When Vodka was completely lying down, the phone suddenly rang.
Several people put down their cards at the same time and stared at the running program.
After the answering machine started running, Shirley's cold voice rang out: "Sister, it's me. I have to attend the opening ceremony of the Twin Towers skyscraper the day after tomorrow..."
Chu Ming watched the numbers on the computer constantly jumping, gradually, the first number, the second, the third... As more and more numbers were cracked, Gin slowly sat up straight, but when there were only three numbers left, the signal was suddenly cut off.
Vodka angrily tore the paper off his face: "It's really abominable, I was only seconds away from success!"
Chu Ming looked at Vodka who looked extremely angry and thought that he might just want to tear off the sticker on his face and pretend to be so angry on purpose.
Chu Ming wrote down the first few numbers and said, "It's okay. There are still three digits left. The approximate range pointed to by the previous numbers has been revealed. Let's ask the peripheral members to investigate this area. If there is a single woman who has not left home for a long time in this area, maybe that is her hiding place."
Gin nodded and grinned, "Then you will be responsible for this matter. Haha, although we failed to catch the mouse, it seems that God is helping us. I guess she never thought that we would eavesdrop on the phone, right?"
...Really? Do you really think God is helping you?
...After all these years of fighting against Kudo Shinichi, how have we been successful except for that one blow with the stick back then?
Sure enough, this was Gin's big illusion: the god of luck was on my side.
"Vodka, take your men to the Twin Towers to place the bombs according to the arrangement I made this morning; Granburch, come with me to deal with the traitor this time, as the messages on his computer need to be deleted." Gin ordered coldly.
"Okay, Vodka, you go first. Big brother, why don't you go down and drive? I'll clean up the traces here and then go down to meet you." Chu Ming silently picked up a strand of Gin's long hair from the sofa and showed it to him, "Big brother seems to be losing his hair - uh, no, it seems that he's too tired recently? Hahaha -"
Gin glanced at the long hair on Chu Ming's fingertips, lowered his eyes and walked directly to the door: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."
"Good~"
A moment later, Chu Ming ran out of the door quickly and jumped directly into the car. The strong impact even made the car shake: "Okay, big brother, I'm done."
Gin frowned slightly and drove straight to the address given by Vodka.
Looking at the detached villa in front of him, Chu Ming stopped Gin who was about to shoot violently and destroy the door lock. He took out his treasured master key, opened the door easily, and then stood behind the open door. Gin took the opportunity to shoot Yuan Jiaming in the head who came out because of the noise, and pushed him back to the room.
Yuan Jiaming stared at Gin and Chu Ming in black in shock. His face changed drastically and turned pale in an instant: "You, you guys..."
Gin pressed the safety button and tilted his head to signal Chu Ming to take all the data on his computer away: "Yuan Jiaming, when you betrayed the organization and tried to steal the organization's data, you should have thought that this day would come. After all, only the dead can leave the organization."
Chu Ming opened Yuan Jiaming's computer and found that in addition to the information stolen from the organization, there was also an upgraded prototype software for a chat room. Isn't this the QQ he imagined?
Chu Ming quickly copied all the data from Yuan Jiaming's computer and then cleared his computer.
When he returned to the living room, he saw Yuan Jiaming grabbed the silver knife on the dining table and seemed to want to resist, but was shot dead by Gin.
Gin turned around and wanted to leave. Chu Ming leaned over and used a little force to take the silver knife from Yuan Jiaming's hand and put it back on the table.
Facing Gin's inquiring eyes, Chu Ming pointed at the body lying on the ground with his chin: "This guy is not honest. He wants to use this to leave a message of his own death. Silver is written in Roman as 'GIN'. Although the police can't know that it was Big Brother who did it based on such a crooked message, it's better for him to die directly just in case."
For convenience, Chu Ming followed Gin directly to a safe house that was relatively close to him. It was already past four in the morning, and Chu Ming felt that he would not be able to sleep tonight after rushing back to the base.
Before going to bed, Chu Ming opened the gift box that Gin gave him. The box was not big and not very heavy. Chu Ming had secretly walked around it before and didn't hear any strange sounds.
He had no time before, but now he finally has time. Chu Ming unpacked the package and opened the box directly. Inside the box was a key fixed at the bottom of the box. It should be the key to the organization's idle warehouse.
What? Gin prepared a warehouse full of gifts for him?
I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I can go and see what Gin has prepared. Could it be that he has finally figured it out and wants to give the Osprey to him?
Chapter 302 How could it be Akai Shuichi?
There were many rooms in the safe house. Chu Ming randomly found a room and slept until after nine o'clock.
There was no mission to do, and Gin came back too late yesterday, so when he woke up in the morning he didn't call Chu Ming to train. Instead, after his training he sat in the weapons room of the safe house to maintain his Beretta.
Chu Ming held the key he received yesterday and pushed the door open. "Brother, what warehouse key is this? What's in the warehouse? Is it the Osprey I drove before?!"
Gin glanced at Chu Ming and said, "The Osprey is the property of the organization. I can't give it to you. Didn't you say last time that you wanted to throw bombs as fireworks? This is a warehouse of bombs, and there are some other weapons."
"...!!!"
Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, then silently clenched the key in his hand.
Is this so great?
Doesn't that mean he now has a warehouse of bombs to squander?
Okay, I’ll bring some people to blow up the FBI in two days!
Blow one up and throw one away! Bury one and throw one away!
Lots of bombs, so you can do whatever you want!