The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

The siren of the research institute can be heard so far that even Bourbon, who is waiting on the winding road halfway up the mountain, can vaguely hear it, not to mention the mercenaries patrolling and guarding the mountain.

After the siren sounded, the guards in each group began to shrink and rushed to the research institute on the mountain, intending to surround and block the intruders in the mountain.

The shaking flashlights and the noisy human voices in the forest all indicated that Petrus had exposed his actions.

Bourbon frowned. If Pettus failed in his mission and was arrested, he would definitely be implicated according to Gin's personality.

No, the organization should not dispose of a member with a code name because of a mission failure, not to mention that this mission is still dominated by Petrus, who is only acting as a deputy in it, and has no idea of ​​the specific content of the mission.

But as one of the implicated members, his next task will definitely not be easy.

"I thought you were gone."

The slightly hoarse female voice was a little surprised, and Nanase Masumi came out of the forest with a few dead leaves on her hair.

Unexpectedly, the temporary partner assigned to her by the organization was quite loyal and did not run away after the alarm sounded.

Bourbon recovered his senses and blinked, and said with a smile: "If Petrus missed so easily, it's hard to be such a famous title, right?"

"That's true..." Nanase Zhenchun shook her head, sat in the car and relaxed and said, "If it's so easy, I will fail, and I can't afford their high evaluation."

The talent that is valued as Petrus, the responsibility that needs to be borne as the strongest in Kyoto.

Even if she loses her ability, Nanase Zhenchun's strength will not be reduced at all.

Bourbon drove the sports car and left the neighborhood along the road.

"Speaking of which, why do you smell burnt?"

He didn't feel it on the open road, but in the confined space inside the car, Bourbon suddenly noticed that the ends of Betus's hair had turned black and became more curly, and it was curled up randomly and even reached the dead leaves in the forest.

Nanase Masumi raised her hand and tugged at her fluffy but somewhat dry hair, and took off the dead leaves hanging from her hair: "I accidentally got electrocuted, it's not a big deal."

The purple-gray eyes glanced at her, which didn't seem like the performance of being accidentally shocked.

The cuffs of the clothes, the tail of pale blue hair, and Petrus's gray face.

She twisted and rubbed the end of her hair, feeling a little distressed: "It's all black, I have to cut it off when I go back."

You must know that she has always cherished her hair. The naturally soft and curly hair is not easy to take care of. She should cut off a lot this time when she goes back.

Nanase sighed secretly, her hair was always difficult to grow.

"By the way, does Bourbon know the Fukagawa Group?"

"The Shenchuan Group..." Bourbon pondered for a while, "It seems that he has recently become famous in the industry because of the release of a special medicine."

Following Petrus' question, Bourbon quickly recalled the information about the Shenchuan Group's special medicine, which seemed to be a special medicine about accelerating wound healing, activating cell activity, and promoting cell regeneration and division.

If it's just this medicine, is there anything special that needs to be taken care of?

Nanase Zhenchun replied thoughtfully: "Is there a special medicine..."

The organization wants this information, do they want to know the ingredients of the special medicine or want to explore the accidents that occurred in the clinical trials of the medicine, what about the special case of resurrection from the dead?

"Is there anything to be aware of about Shenchuan Group's special medicine?" Bourbon asked casually.

Nanase Zhenchun raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Are you curious?"

Bourbon's heart tightened, and he chuckled lightly: "Just asking casually, you don't have to be so vigilant."

Asked questions that shouldn't be asked.

The secret research institute of the Shenchuan Group that Petus sneaked into this time is likely to be the secret research institute of the Shenchuan Group. The defense force on this mountain is not what ordinary research institutes should have.

She withdrew her gaze, resting her chin in a daze and said, "What do I need to be wary of? I'm just running errands for Belmode to get something."

No matter from which point of view, she should not know the inside story of the organization.

On the contrary, it was Bourbon who hadn't given up trying to get news from her.

How could she know more than him? She was just wearing the name of Petus, and she didn't really stay in the organization for five years.

"It's you..." Tangerine eyes rolled over, half-true and false: "It's not good for Qin Jiu to know the secret of your curious organization."

Bourbon slowly turned the steering wheel to the left, and said with a smile, "Will you tell Gin?"

When he said this, he was not completely sure in his heart.

But looking back on Petrus' attitude towards gin last time, they didn't seem to be completely of the same mind.

Nanase Zhenchun snorted softly, "You're quite confident."

It is not clearly said that it will be said, but it is not clearly said that it will not be said.

Just this attitude was enough to make Bourbon let go of his worries.

Potus's position seems very ambiguous to Bourbon, but the core figures in the organization value her very much. This is why Bourbon can't understand and is still wary of her to this day.

Nanase Masumi pursed her lower lip lightly, and looked at the car window without thinking.

There must be a special connection between the silver bullet in the organization and the Shenchuan Group's special medicine, but those who know the secret...

Belmode is one of them. As for gin and the rum that the FBI is targeting, it is to be determined.

If she guessed correctly, this world is more troublesome than she imagined.

……

The location of the deliverables was communicated to Bourbon by Belmode.

Originally, Nanase Masumi should have been contacted directly about this matter, but because she excused the loss of her original mobile phone, she passed the news to Bourbon instead.

This also gave him the opportunity to get close to the secrets deep in the organization in disguise.

It seems that although there are certain dangers in partnering with Petrus, it also represents an opportunity.

On the contrary, Scotland partnered with Rye to become a full-time sniper in the organization. From time to time, he would perform missions with Chianti, Cohen, and Calvados, but most of them were only dispatched by the mission to assassinate people who were not good for the organization.

None of them got deep into the heart of the organization.

"Have you got everything?" Belmode held a lady's cigarette between his fingers, and puffed out lazily and gracefully.

The graceful and elegant aroma mixed with the smell of nicotine, Nanase Masumi stopped early and rubbed the tip of her nose.

She stretched out her hand and handed over the torn materials: "It is impossible to bring back all of them, but I have brought back the most important part."

Belmode smiled lightly, and flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers: "Do you hate the smell of cigarettes so much?"

Petus's five senses are extremely superior, five to six times that of ordinary people, and she is very sensitive to the existence of special information such as sound and taste. She is seen by the organization not only as a talent that has been shown since she was a child, but also more A "talent" that she and her parents didn't realize at the time.

Thinking about it this way, it didn't seem incomprehensible that she hated the smell of cigarettes.

Nanase Zhenchun wrinkled her nose and muttered, "It's not just the smell of smoke, but also perfume and other smells."

It's like the smell of disinfectant in the research institute, mixing it together makes her nose feel sour.

Belmode flipped through the information and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, your action speed is still as fast as ever."

She shook the information in her hand, meaning: "I thought you would need more time to plan your actions?"

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and the orange sparks flickered a few times and slowly extinguished.

Although Petus has always acted swiftly and swiftly, it was the first time seeing him coming back in a mess like this time without any plan or support.

Nanase Machun looked back at Bourbon who was standing behind him, and said casually: "The organization cares about that information."

Bourbon was secretly vigilant, and it was like this again...

Obviously he didn't make a sound, and the footsteps were deliberately light, but Petrus was able to detect his existence before he made a sound.

"It's about the research and development of the silver bullet. The sooner you get the item, the sooner you will feel at ease?" She was half probing and half mocking.

Belmode's expression was difficult to discern, and he snorted inexplicably: "I don't think so."

She doesn't care about the research and development of the Silver Bullet, and even the stagnation of research is not a bad thing for her.

"What the hell is the silver bullet?"

Belmode cared more than she imagined, and she would never believe that it was just an ordinary medicine.

The organizations they belong to are all over the world. Money, power, and even connections are intertwined like a century-old tree. A slight movement will cause huge waves, and it is an existence that even the country will fear.

In the face of talents and the drug experiment data they want to obtain, they mostly use money to open the way, and the essence will not be easily exposed to the outside world.

But this time, he directly ordered to steal it, as if he didn't want others to know who was behind the scenes who valued that information.

"Reverse time and bring the dead back to life..."

Belmod's voice paused, and he smiled bewitchingly and charmingly: "The next words are not for children to listen to."

Nanase Zhenchun was stunned for a moment, pulled the corners of her mouth and said depressedly: "At this time, you remember that I am underage."

"The person who recommended you was Rum, and I was just following orders."

Belmode shrugged, even though her movements were casual and slow, she still carried the elegance and calmness of her big star.

"Rum?" Nanase Zhenchun asked suspiciously: "Is there more rumors about him in the organization than you?"

Belmode said casually: "Really? I don't know that I have any special rumors in the organization."

"The Witch with a Thousand Faces, her appearance has not changed at all compared to ten years ago, the face exposed in the organization must also be fake, the woman who was infatuated by Calvados and the like..."

Nanase Zhenchun counted the rumors she had heard in the organization with her fingers, and said honestly: "This is only a small part of what I have heard."

In comparison, the rumors of Rum in the organization are all his own smokescreens. He looks like a man and looks like a woman, a strong figure or an old man on crutches.

The second-in-command of the organization that the FBI is targeting is not someone who will be exposed so easily.

……

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and Zhongyuan Zhong also took two steps back and leaned against the wall, looking down at the text message sent.

Nanase Masumi, who was noted as a little ghost by Nakahara Chuya, sent four words: The dead return to life.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, what does this mean?