Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

(Not related to the main text, just for fun)

Mini-theater 4: If they had met earlier (Brewery) Part 8

Then, a gentle hug rescued him from his panic-stricken state.

This time, it was Yuuki Sanada who took the initiative to hug.

That also only lasted a short time.

After hiding the tears in her eyes with the hug, Yuuki Sanada reached out to button up her son's shirt.

Then there is the vest over the shirt.

Finally, he reached out and adjusted the black bow tie on Whiskey's collar.

Based on the scabbing of the wounds she felt with her fingers, Yuki Sanada knew very well that the injuries on her son's body were definitely not from the recent past.

The injuries had definitely not been there more than a week ago, and the wounds were not just the ones she had touched.

And just six days ago, she received a notice from above.

One of the original members of the exchange group had an accident, and the vacant spot fell on her by coincidence.

"Crescent Moon Pill."

Yuuki Sanada whispered her eldest son's nickname.

Whiskey, who had lowered his eyes and dared not look into his mother's eyes since the moment Yuuki Sanada touched his wound, raised his head when he heard his mother's cry.

I saw tenderness and unmistakable love everywhere.

"Mom and Jiranmaru will be waiting for you to come back."

My Crescent Moon Pill, please forgive my selfishness.

Please don't give up, please hold on a little longer.

Even if it will be difficult, even if we may never see each other again in this lifetime.

Please work hard and live for me.

Yuuki Sanada, who always appears serious, showed a gentle smile, but a hint of hope flashed across her eyes cautiously.

So fragile that it seems like it will break at any time.

"I will."

Whiskey made a soft promise.

"boom!"

The loud explosion broke the warmth in the private lounge that Whiskey was reluctant to leave.

After determining that the explosion came from the direction of the venue, Whiskey quickly realized the purpose of Gin's actions.

This is intended to drive the people on the top floor downstairs.

After a while, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the lounge door.

There was worry in Yuki Sanada's eyes, but Whiskey calmly took his mother to the closet in the lounge.

The reason why he chose this place as the meeting place was not only because it was not far from the venue.

Come out from the east door of the venue, pass through the locker room, and turn a corridor to get there.

Also, this private lounge belongs to the owner of the Daytime Building and is provided specifically for a certain important person.

Even if it's the FBI, even if they have the key, they cannot enter without a legitimate reason and the corresponding password.

The most special thing is that there is a small private elevator hidden in this lounge.

It has an independent power system and direct access to the inner storage room on the fifth floor of the building.

Coming out of the storage room, diagonally opposite is the freight elevator that leads directly to the underground garage.

This design was originally prepared by the boss behind the Daylight Building in order to please the big shot.

It is convenient for the other party to come over and do something, and also convenient for the other party to leave.

Due to confidentiality and some other reasons that cannot be disclosed to the public, very few people know about this.

Shuichi Akai would naturally not be one of the no more than five people.

But at this time, Whiskey just came in handy.

Just like the door outside the lounge, which has a combination lock for privacy and security reasons, you must have the correct combination to use the elevator inside.

The original initial password was secretly modified by the other party after the big shot came once.

And there are many revisions.

However, this is not a problem for whiskey.

So within two minutes, Yuki Sanada and Whiskey arrived at the fifth floor of the Daytime Building.

The lockers placed uniformly against the wall make the elevator exit hidden among them inconspicuous.

On the shelf in the middle, there are all kinds of clothes, shoes, hats, wigs, contact lenses and corresponding accessories.

Obviously, the boss behind the Daytime Building is very thorough and has all the disguise props.

But now, whiskey is cheap.

She changed into a dark blue cleaning coat, and her chestnut wig was pressed up by the dark blue hat to make the ends messy, and her slightly long bangs covered most of her eyes.

Yuki Sanada looked at the transformed Whiskey and felt reluctant.

But she didn't show any sign on her face.

With separation imminent, she didn't want to add more sorrow to her children.

However, this may fool other people, but not whiskey.

The last hug before parting was much longer than the previous two.

Whiskey greedily extended the hug to fifteen seconds before letting go reluctantly but decisively.

Two minutes later, after watching Yuuki Sanada get on the guest elevator to the first floor and meet up with other members of the exchange group, Whiskey turned and walked towards the safe passage.

The closest to the storage room is the freight elevator diagonally opposite, and the guest elevator is at the end of the corner corridor.

At the other end is the staff elevator.

If you want to leave the Daytime Building, taking the elevator is undoubtedly the most convenient and fastest way.

However, as a mobile enclosed space, Whiskey does not believe that the organization will miss these places that are particularly suitable for using inducers.

Wearing a mask that is better than nothing, he listened to the surrounding sounds coming from the bug on Yuki Sanada through the headset.

Whiskey walked down the emergency passage stairs step by step.

Then, when he reached the second floor, he re-entered the corridor, walked along the spiral staircase on the side, and headed in a hurry towards the lobby on the first floor where many staff members gathered.

He blended seamlessly into a group of people who were also wearing dark blue clothes.

The explosion on the top floor caused panic among the cleaners who were only responsible for cleaning the building, as well as the waiters, chefs and others who had little physical strength.

However, after finally escaping to the first floor, they were all stopped by the armed FBI and armed security bodyguards.

As mentioned before, the storage room is fully equipped.

Therefore, after seeing the employee ID and pass in Whiskey's hand, not only did the FBI have no doubts.

Even the cleaners who were in a hurry to verify their identities and leave the Daytime Building where they didn't know when another explosion would happen did not realize that the person standing next to them was not a recently hired colleague.

Like them, the whiskey mixed in with them also said nervously and anxiously after verifying his identity that there was an emergency at home and he needed to take a temporary leave.

Knowing that these people were leaving out of fear, several FBI agents waved their hands in understanding.

At this point, the only way left for Whiskey to leave here was the road leading to the gate.

Three steps, two steps—"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire was like a clarion call for action, and the bright and glorious hall was suddenly filled with panicked screams.

The members of the organization, who were also disguising their identities and hiding in the crowd in the hall, thought they were discovered by the FBI.

The FBI agents guarding nearby believed that the organizers wanted to create chaos so that they could leave.

So, gunshots rang out again, and the fight between the organization and the FBI was repeated.

But that has nothing to do with the whiskey that has already stepped out of the door.

The FBI guarding outside the door heard the noise in the hall and subconsciously rushed in.

He didn't notice at all that among the crowd of people fleeing nearby was the target of the mission that he was strictly ordered to search for.

By the time they realized something was wrong, Whiskey had already successfully escaped from the Daylight Building.

After receiving the report, Shuichi Akai's face turned pale.

The expression on his face eased a little until he received information that Yuuki Sanada had reunited with other members of the Neon Exchange Group and was currently under close surveillance by the FBI.

On the tall building opposite the Bairi Building,

Gin, who had been standing here for several hours as a commander and had a clear view of the sudden situation on the opposite side, suddenly became extremely cold.

"withdraw."

Gin announced the last order of this operation in a cold voice, cut off the communication channel, and removed the micro headset from his ear.

Vodka was very confused, but he still hurriedly packed up his things and followed Gin who was walking out.

In the outer living room, the Duke, who had been sitting there waiting for news, was obviously very dissatisfied with the outcome of Gin's actions this time.

He questioned Gin who came out of the bedroom with a gloomy face:

"Gin, those useless people under you wasted ten tubes of my inducer, and now, this is the result you gave me?"

The Duke did not mention the manpower lost by the organization in this mission.

In his eyes, the existence of these people was far less important than the ten tubes of inducers that Gin took from him.

If the person is caught, he will not be stingy with the ten tubes of inducer.

But, but, until now, there is still no news, not even a single person has been seen.

The more the Duke thought about it, the more he felt that he had suffered a great loss.

In response, Gin just glanced at the Duke coldly, with no intention of explaining at all.

In his eyes, the mystical information dealers and the crazy researchers in the scientific research team were all categorized as the hardest hit ones that he hated to deal with.

For this kind of person, if it is not necessary, he would think it is a waste to say even one more word.

Whiskey had already left the Daylight Building due to the chaos just now, so there was no point in continuing this operation.

The Duke was very angry at Gin's arrogant attitude, but the man in front of him was a close confidant of the boss and his authority and status were far above his.

I can only sulk in secret.

Gin doesn't care what the Duke's mood is.

For the rest of the time, he completely treated the Duke as if he were non-existent air.

When Vermouth changed her clothes and knocked on the door of the hotel suite opposite the Daytime Building, the first thing she saw was Gin and the Duke sitting on opposite sides, clearly separated.

"We lost a lot of people this time."

Vermouth seemed to sigh, but there was not much kindness in her eyes.

She didn't really care about these losses; compared to whiskey, they were nothing.

If she could exchange it for whiskey, even if it was ten times more, she would agree without blinking an eye.

After all, anyone else who knew the power of whiskey would immediately agree to this good business that is sure to make money.

Regardless of the earth-shaking changes that have taken place over the years, the equipment team is now able to compete with the intelligence team.

Or let the organization become the uncrowned king of the arms smuggling world, trampling all arms dealers under its feet.

Or they could be those church members who are probably still waiting in line at Yomihirasaka, waiting to be reincarnated, with the grass not even having time to grow on their graves.

But all of them are made by Whiskey.

However, the problem now is that people have been lost, and even if they are willing to pay ten times more, they cannot exchange it for a bottle of whiskey.

Vermouth clearly remembered that today was the last day of the seven-day period.

Their boss might be sitting behind the desk right now, paying attention to the phone calls.

Waiting for them to report good news.

But at this moment, not only did they lose a lot of people, but they couldn't even find the shadow of whiskey.

Whiskey does have a glaring weakness, but the problem is that that weakness is now right under the nose of the FBI.

Not to mention the difficulty and chance of success.

Judging from the fact that Whiskey tried every means to enter the Daylight Building and got rid of the FBI and met with Yuki Sanada alone.

Vermouth suspected that if they dared to attack Yuki Sanada, Whiskey would immediately turn against them and become a new member specially introduced by the FBI.

Along with them were the group of equipment members who were told by Whiskey's men to go east and never west, and who would jump off a cliff as soon as they were told to.

Together they have become a major concern for the organization.

By then, it won't be the situation now where they lose a group of people and the FBI doesn't suffer either, and both sides suffer.

There is also their boss who usually does not show his emotions, but once angry, he will stir up a bloody storm.

When Vermouth thought of this, the aura around her became much dimmer.

Gin raised his eyelids and made his only response to Vermouth's emotionless sigh.

Then continue looking down at your phone.

"Om~"

In the quiet space, everyone noticed the vibration of Gin's cell phone.

After reading the information, Gin immediately began to deploy a new round of manpower. For a while, the air was filled with his concise and clear orders.

Vermouth listened quietly, and waited patiently until Gin finished arranging the staff before speaking:

"It seems like you have a new plan. What role do I play in it?"

The Duke cast a glance over, then saw Gin looking at him, and opened his mouth:

"Give me all the remaining inducers."

The Duke jumped up from the sofa in shock, stared at Gin in disbelief and asked:

"Are you sure? If you fail this time, I won't have any more inducers to give you.

I have used up all the raw materials for inducers in the laboratory this time, and the demand for new materials has just been reported.

It will take at least next month to purchase the raw materials alone."

There were a total of sixteen tubes of inducers, ten of which were consumed in the Daytime Building, and now he only had six left.

If you want a new one, you'll have to wait at least a month.

Having experienced failure before, the Duke was very skeptical whether Gin would come to nothing again this time.

In the end, all his precious inducers were wasted.

The more the Duke thought about it, the more painful it became. However, faced with Gin's firm attitude, he could only reluctantly hand over the remaining inducer.

More than ten minutes later, three of the six reagents came into the hands of Toru Amuro, Keimitsu Morobushi and Shuichi Akai.