Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

I met Miki Kazuma again in a dessert shop.

The booths in this store are well concealed, and the tables are separated by walls and potted plants.

In a position that is not easy to attract attention, Gin is frowning and looking at the man who wiped out all kinds of desserts like a storm in front of him.

While stuffing cakes, sugar water, etc. into his mouth, this straight-faced man also took time to persuade his current nominal boss.

"Kurosawa-kun, it's better to call you the boss of Gin and Wine?" He moved his eyes twice, and quickly gave up thinking, "Forget it, whatever you want."

"Don't you look so ugly, didn't you see that the face of the little sister who was entertaining just now was pale?"

In all fairness, Kurosawa Jin looks pretty good.But because of the aura of gin, it is easy for people to avoid it.

When he opened the door to come in just now, the little brother at the front desk almost thought he was here to mess things up, grabbed the phone and wanted to call the police.

Gin tapped his fingers on the table: "Since when did you like eating these things?"

In the past, when Kazuma Miki was still his upline, every time they met, they would make an appointment in a place like a bar, which was obviously more aggressive, and always maintained a low-key and mysterious image of a big boss.

Is this about letting yourself go after becoming an undercover agent?

"You should try it too. The strawberry parfait in this store tastes really good, and the matcha mousse is also good." Because there was something in his mouth, the other party spoke a little vaguely.

"We're here to talk about business." Gin Jiu endured and forbeared, trying to get the topic back on track, "Let's talk about what's going on with you first? How did you come to the organization?"

"That's a long story..." Miki Kazuma stacked up the plates, swallowed the cake in his mouth, and returned to the normal mode familiar to Gin.

"Let's make a long story short." The long-haired man moved the last cup of strawberry parfait in front of him, raised the spoon, and started the story-telling mode.

"Before the death of the former leader, there was already an undercurrent in Hong Kong/Black. After his death, he was divided into two factions - the Sen faction who supported the new leader, and the First Generation faction who insisted that the other party was usurping the throne."

"Of course, this has nothing to do with me. I'm just worried that I know too much as a direct intelligence officer of the previous generation and will be purged by the new leader. So I was nervous when I was called to the office by the leader Sen."

"When I found out that I couldn't get in touch with you, I secretly started picking a grave for you." Gin nodded calmly in agreement, as if he was picking out lunch for you, "When I saw Osamu Dazai , I have decided to help you build a clothes tomb and a monument by the way for the sake of past friendship."

"Qin-chan...you are such a good person, I knew I didn't love you in vain." Miki Kazuma's face was full of emotion, and his expression was very sincere.

Gin:  …

Qin Jiu felt that Miki said that he was a good person, and that the many undead under his gun might overturn the coffin boards one after another.

Fortunately, the newly recruited undercover agent stopped playing tricks with a wink: "Maybe because I was sincere and expressed my position quickly enough, Chief Sen let me go. But at this point in time, he must not worry about leaving me in the core part." .So after much deliberation, I was thrown out as an undercover agent."

Of course, Gin knew that Miki's frivolous statement was fast enough, not as simple as talking about it.

People like them more or less have some cards to save their lives.However, he has no intention of exploring other people's resource networks.So let the topic take its course.

"Then what's the matter with you going to Hong Kong/black undercover now?"

"This is really purely accidental. If you want to blame me, blame me for being too good." Kazuma Miki sighed, "But now the Hong Kong/Black situation has almost stabilized. So it doesn't matter if Chief Mori means to lie down. .”

"In this way, I can not only continue my previous job in Hong Kong/Black, but also use intelligence to influence the judgment of the Black Organization when necessary."

"No matter how I think about it, I feel that I am at a loss." Kazuma Miki thumped the table with his fist, "Isn't this equivalent to working two jobs in Hong Kong/Black? I also have to take care of the organization."

"The workload has increased, I'm busier than before, and my salary has not been raised. The pressure has increased sharply recently, so I have to use desserts to decompress."

Seeing Miki's performance, Gin thoughtfully decided not to reveal the fact that Mori Ogai offered him a good salary.

It is a virtue not to discuss salary issues with colleagues.

"By the way, our meeting this time was signaled by the organization. So today's consumption can be reimbursed, right?" Kazuma Miki asked alertly.

After getting an affirmative answer, he immediately raised his hand to signal: "Miss, have another strawberry parfait."

Gin folded his hands on his chest, and after Miki Kazuma had eaten enough, he slowly said, "That's fine. If I want to send news to the port mafia in the future, I can meet you openly. The reverse is the same for you, no Suspected by others."

Having just finished working in Yokohama, coupled with the task given by the BOSS to find undercover agents and teach newcomers, Gin finally got a period of rest.

He didn't really look forward to the holiday.He considers himself a boring person. Most of the time in his life is filled with work, and he will feel bored when he is free.

In modern cities, all aspects are very convenient, and staying at home can also meet the basic needs of life.Scrolling through the forums and monitoring the work progress of colleagues are good ways to pass the time.

He occasionally goes to a quiet bar for a drink or goes to the theater to see a musical, but not often.

Because in his eyes, the above-mentioned place is not so much a place for recreation, it is better to directly label it as a possible mission location, and it may be bombed one day.

Staying at home is his first choice.

Therefore, after dealing with Kazuma Miki, Gin, which switched to Kurosawa Jin mode, returned directly to the apartment in Kuboto-cho.

The clumsy clerk in the convenience store downstairs is still there. He has not resigned, nor has he been fired.Come to think of it, he's been on the job longer than most of his predecessors.

The little clerk still trembles frequently.For this reason, Kurosawa Jin has been thinking why he didn't turn up the heat higher, or because of his own physical problems.

If you have a hidden disease and still insist on working while sick, that is also quite inspirational.If that's the case, I don't mind changing my clumsy evaluation.

It's rare that he didn't come here in the early morning, and his favorite tuna mayonnaise rice balls are still on the shelf.Thinking about the two new salaries that arrived today, Kurosawa decided to take one more than usual.

The garlic sandwich promoted by the stubborn store manager is still in its old position, but looking at the remaining quantity, there are indeed bold and curious customers who have eaten this Amway.

Haven't been back for a while, it seems everything is the same.But some details have changed subtly.

at least……

There is a sneaky yellow hair next to my neighbor's house.

After realizing that someone was watching him, the yellow-haired young man named Ya immediately put on an expression that he thought was vicious but actually not vicious at all.

"what is your job?"

Probably because he saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, his inner security line has been raised to the highest level.So he asked again: "What do you want to do to Brother Long?"

Brother Long?

Only then did Kurosawa pull out the information about his neighbor from his mind.

Ah——I'm talking about the undead dragon who seems to be experiencing life undercover.

Then the yellow hair in front of him is his little brother?

Kurosawa looked him up and down.

how to say……

There are also various peers...

He didn't show any emotion on his face, and he didn't make any judgments. He directly stretched out his hand and pushed the little yellow hair in a defensive posture aside.

"Blocking the way..."

Then he strode past the people who hadn't reacted yet, walked to the front of his house and took out the key.

"Ah, oh..." Huang Mao was obedient and a little dazed.

But speaking of neighbors, did he forget something... Kurosawa Jin thought while turning the key.At this moment, the neighbor's door was slammed open from the inside.With a standard black face) the big brother-like dragon stood by the door frame holding a shiny kitchen knife.

"Hmph. Are you back?"

A smile curled up on his lips.

"The target has been determined, do you want to do it now?"

"You still remember." The nuclear neighbor looked at Kurosawa with a scorching eyes that you know and know, "Our deal."

Kurosawa: ...the author has something to say: The Neighbor Immortal Dragon and Ya both come from "Extreme Master Husband", and Ya is the dragon's follower.It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it, it's simply black. ) Dao boss was laid off and re-employed, and Immortal Dragon changed his job as a househusband.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!