I'm writing a novel in Ming Ke, if you mess with me, you'll be the heroine

"How did Big Brother get into the organization?" Chu Ming was a little curious. He had heard many opinions before.

Something like Gin is an orphan, who stood out among the organization's killers when he was a child and was eventually awarded a code name; or he was an experimental subject of the organization and finally successfully got a code name, etc.

However, Chu Ming felt that none of these seemed to fit the bill. After all, people like Gin could be said to be loyal to the organization. If it was really the case with the above two situations, a person as proud as Gin would be crazy to be so loyal to the organization.

The boss obviously trusted him very much. Not only did he make him the leader of the action team, but Gin was also allowed to enter the underground base, which Chu Ming had never heard of before. He must even have the permission to read the information.

Gin glanced at Chu Ming, whose eyes were filled with "I really want to know", and stood up and pressed Chu Ming down on the table: "Memorize all this and I'll tell you."

???

Now you know beating me up is useless, so you start to keep me hooked with gossip? ?

Chu Ming was caught off guard by Gin who stuffed a stack of member information into his face, and the words on the information instantly darted into his eyes.

These materials are not simple biography, but detailed personal experience, including all the person's relationships, the time and reasons for joining the organization, and various experiences before joining the organization. They are densely packed and extremely complex.

If Chu Ming had not gradually upgraded his insight and memory, he would have found it difficult to even finish reading the information.

After barely finishing reading a few stacks of information, Chu Ming looked at Gin, who was processing documents next to him and acting as a supervisor, and began to stare at the information in a daze.

Even though he is a person who has upgraded his memory, it is difficult for him to read such a small amount of information. What kind of genius is Karasuma Renya to be so amazing?

It must be Gin's own idea. This person might have imagined it.

However, the more powerful a person is, the more he cannot accept his own death. Karasuma Renya is also considered a genius, and this may be the case. He thinks that how can a genius like himself live like an ordinary person with a lifespan of less than a hundred years, so he began to study how to escape death...

"Ah - what are you doing, brother!"

Chu Ming covered his forehead and glared at Gin. Why was he hitting him for no reason?

Gin pointed at the information in Chu Ming's hand: "You haven't turned this page for three minutes."

"It's too complicated. Can't I take a closer look? What if he is an undercover agent?" Chu Ming was right but he still had something to say, and he retorted loudly.

"Kil?" Gin glanced at him and went over his previous encounters with Kiel in his mind. "It's unlikely that she's an undercover agent. Four years ago, she discovered an undercover agent from the CIA. After being injected with truth serum by the undercover agent, she remained steadfast and did not reveal any information about the organization. She even bit off the undercover agent's wrist, snatched the gun and killed him."

Chu Ming looked at Gin's sharp words, and the admiration for Kiel revealed in his tone, and rolled his eyes quietly.

Gin is good in every way, except that there are too many undercover agents around him, so he is easily contradicted by his own words.

Chu Ming sat up straight and argued with him: "What if this is a self-torture tactic? Wasn't Akai Shuichi recognized by you all because he killed Scotland? But he is still an undercover agent. It doesn't mean that someone who kills an undercover agent is loyal to the organization. Over the years, the organization must have registered in many countries. Some people may not be lenient when killing undercover agents from other countries."

Gin suddenly sneered: "Most of the organization's undercover agents were sent in to spy on the boss's experimental progress. We know which countries' top leaders know about these things, but only the undercover agents assigned here don't know."

Turning around, he saw Chu Ming looking a little dazed, his eyes mocking: "There are indeed many undercover agents in the organization, but so what? If you don't want to be exposed, you have to work hard for the organization. If you are exposed, you can just kill them. Aren't they better than some trash?"

"Then why do we have to kill the undercover agent when we find him? Wouldn't it be better to let him continue to hide? He can also pass some false information back and keep him to do work." Chu Ming lay on the table.

"It's not necessary. If we kill them, new ones will come in to do the work, and we can also warn the others to keep their tails hidden."

Gin looked at Chu Ming who was lazing around like a boneless person, picked him up and sat him down, and stuffed the information back into his hands: "Hurry up and read it, and stop talking nonsense."

...Damn, Gin is like the head teacher who is pressuring him to study.

Chu Ming resigned himself to his fate and continued to work hard with the pile of information until he felt dizzy and his eyes, which had been strengthened by the magnetic field, felt a little sore. Then he shook his head filled with information and tremblingly grabbed Gin's arm.

"Brother... I'm starving..."

Gin put down the documents in his hand. Chu Ming had been immersed in reading the documents for six or seven hours. It would be strange if he was not hungry. Gin originally wanted to call him to have lunch, but seeing that he was reading the documents with great concentration, he did not disturb him.

"It's already past five o'clock. I'll have someone bring food over." Gin said, and wanted to press the bell at hand.

Chu Ming reached out and held his hand to prevent him from pressing: "I think I need to treat myself to something good, what do you think, brother? QAQ"

Seeing that he had been reading the information obediently today and hadn't caused any trouble, Gin didn't refuse his request: "What do you want to eat?"

When Chu Ming heard that Gin agreed, his eyes lit up: "When I came here this morning, I saw a lot of people in the building next door. I heard that a new restaurant is going to open. It looks quite luxurious. It just happens to open today. Shall we go take a look?"

Gin frowned slightly: "There are too many people, let's change someone."

"No, big brother. I've been reading information for a whole day. Seeing something lively can help me relax." Chu Ming likes lively environments, and he likes it even more when he drags Gin to such a lively environment. "At worst, I can disguise myself and go there! Big brother, tell me, do you want rye, bourbon, or vodka? I can also drink Vermouth!"

Gin slapped the head that was leaning towards him and was almost speechless because of Chu Ming's anger.

Chu Ming, who thought he was an excellent observer of other people's expressions, immediately changed his words: "You don't like these, then - Lafitte? You don't like her either, then what about Gil just now? I think my brother admires her very much... uh, this is not okay?"

Chu Ming was quite distressed. This elder brother was a bit difficult to serve. Could it be that -

Chu Ming's eyes lit up: "Brother, are you missing Baileys? Yes, yes, don't worry, I'll go see if any researcher brought a skirt!!"

Gin's expression changed rarely, and he reached out to grab Chu Ming who was running out, but he was a beat too slow and had to watch Chu Ming rush out like the wind.