Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

After hearing the information that Chartler brought him, Green only felt that his heart was throbbing.

But his face can only follow his original character design, showing a series of expressions of surprise→surprise→playful in turn.

"This is really a gift that suits me."

"Thank you, Char."

Green kept smiling, and gave the other party a look that you understand and I understand.

"Take this as your reward for notifying me of the accident in Yokohama." The tall man casually grabbed the leather glove on his right hand, "I had a great time."

"It was a surprise."

"All in all, I leave this matter to you to investigate. Of course, it is a great achievement for you to find out, and I have saved those troubles."

"I don't want a gin to follow me and ask about the progress of the investigation when I'm having fun."

"Let me know the result."

After hearing a familiar name, Green's heart throbbed even more.

After sending away Chartler, who had successfully dumped his job, Green slumped in the creaking chair in the warehouse.

The dilapidation of the chair was just like his miserable mood.

He let out a long breath, took out a 2.5L bottle of Coke from under the table, and poured a large cup into the cup at hand.

Then he rubbed his forehead with his hand, trying to calm down the shock with the help of Coke.

As a salty fish, Green felt compelled to know too much.

That's not how it should be.

Some time ago, he accidentally discovered Gin's little secret.

It was discovered that this old man who ranked first in performance in the organization and was always on the front line of suppressing undercover agents turned out to be an undercover agent himself.

If the Buddha is like him, he immediately performed a standing up, thinking that he had slept too much and was still dreaming.

And after confirming that this was the reality, he, who is usually gentle and gentle, couldn't help but utter a series of vulgar words.

The reaction that followed was ecstasy.

Report this shocking news to Rum and BOSS, maybe you can get a generous reward from that gentleman.

His request is not high at all, he just hopes that the organization can bear his pension expenses and escort him for the rest of his life.

But before sending the message to Rum, Green suddenly had a small worry.

The past performance statistics of the organization are listed above. Please tell me, after kicking the mainstay of gin out of the distillery, can this organization survive until the day I receive my pension?

The sense of belonging to the organization is still pulling him desperately, telling him:

It doesn't matter, if one gin is missing, there will be tens of thousands of gins standing up.

Talented people come out from generation to generation, and there will always be outstanding newcomers.

For example, the rising star Bourbon, who was recently admired by Rum and who was in his group, has unlimited development potential and will definitely have a bright and bright future.

There is also that cold-faced Ley, although he is a little out of character with Gin, but his professional ability is also top-notch.When the gin is kicked away, it is naturally not a problem to bump into people.

There was a fierce struggle in Green's heart, and the entanglement of being unable to speak to others made him hesitate for several days.

Just when his loyalty and trust in the organization were about to take the high ground and declare victory, he found the photo of Bourbon speaking as a student representative at the police academy.

Green: ...

Now it's two against one.I'm sorry, Ley, I'm leaving you.

When he realized that the organization might not be able to provide him with pension security and salty fish conditions, Green began to think seriously about his retreat.

Bourbon is a policeman, and it is impossible to ask him to surrender.

Although I want to be a salted fish, I am definitely not a salted fish who is in prison.

And the gin...

He doesn't look like the kind of regular undercover agent.

As long as he is still on the dark side, with his own ability, he will not worry about having no way out.

After locking down the target, it was only then that they spread gossip and attracted Gin to show their sincerity and attitude.

I just hope that the other party can make a profit when the winery closes down.

But now, he was told by Chartler that Ley was playing tricks.Let him check quickly, maybe the other party is an undercover agent.

Green: ...

He is tired, the world should be destroyed.

Fortunately, I didn't stand on the wrong team before, and I made preparations in advance.

And after following the line of thinking that everyone can be an undercover agent, Green's eyes became more and more lax.

How many undercover agents are there in their organization!This is not counting the ones that were disposed of before!

He has basically determined that he will not be able to wait for the day when he will receive his pension.

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At this moment, Green, who was forced to stand on a high place and see through everything, bears a weight that a salted fish should not bear. It feels like everyone is drunk and I am alone.

but……

This feeling is actually quite good.

Thinking of the BOSS and Rum who were kept in the dark, and then thinking of those undercover agents who will be performing each other under their noses.

Moreover, maybe Char will fall into a big fall this time...

Green finally couldn't help but lay down on the table, with his forehead resting on his arms, buried his face, and began to laugh under his breath.

He laughed so hard that his whole body was trembling, and the hand holding the cup was shaking violently, and he didn't even care that the Coke in the cup spilled on the table.

At first, the voice was hoarse and depressing, but later, it may be because he was out of breath for a while, and coughed a few times.After that, he seemed to give up his self-limitation, and simply laughed out loud.

This is a side of Green that ordinary organization members perceive will never show.

For a moment, only wanton laughter reverberated in the entire empty warehouse.

"This is really..."

"The most interesting thing, isn't it already here?"

Facing the intelligence brought by Chartrell this time, after thinking for a while, Green finally chose to report it.

One is because he is still a member of the organization.He will not add unnecessary trouble to his present life for the future.

As long as the winery does not close down, he will always be a loyal employee of the winery.

The second is that besides him, Chartler is also an insider about this matter.

Although this guy doesn't like to be in charge, no one knows if he will suddenly become nervous and come to care about the progress of the investigation on a whim.

This is not the same picture as Bourbon.Only Green himself knows about Bourbon, so he can suppress it on his own.

In the case of an insider, Green is not so great that he is willing to take risks by himself to cover for an undercover agent who does not know the details.

Unless his brain was hit by a car.

But thinking of the tentative jiojio he stretched out to the other side of the battle line at this time, Green did not forget to leave some room for himself.

He did not investigate and publicize with great fanfare on the bright side.Instead, some clues were mixed with the daily reported intelligence.

Let Rum, who received the information, discover the clues of the problem by himself, and let the immediate boss preside over the investigation.

What bad thoughts can a salted fish have?He is just a small chess piece manipulated by the superior.

Green, who had finished dumping the pot, rarely prayed in his heart for the not-so-popular plastic colleague:

Ley, it's not my fault.I didn't expose your identity, everything was done by my boss Rum.

If you are lucky enough, you might be able to look forward to it a little bit. When Rum was looking through this information, he suddenly became sleepy and his mind got stuck, and he didn't find any problems.

In this way, you still have the possibility of escaping unharmed.

It may be that Ley, who is not very popular, didn't pay attention to accumulating character. He didn't meet a dozing Rum.

After Rum discovered the problem, he immediately designated Ley as a key caretaker.

On the other side, when Ley had a premonition that he was about to be exposed, he also made up his mind to put all his eggs in one basket and make a big one.

He wanted to lure out Gin, who had not yet heard of it, and directly arrest the Top Killer of this organization, and the location was set in a certain warehouse.

On the night of the operation, an old man with a cane appeared in the warehouse...

"It seems that the person Chartler talked about that night was Ley."

On the second day, in the traffic flow, a certain black Porsche with its windows up.

The long-haired man picked up the cigarette lighter and gently leaned against the cigarette butt, and the white smoke slowly dissipated.

Last night, he received a message from Rum and was told not to go to Ley's appointment and to stay put.

Soon, news came that Ley was an undercover agent sent by the FBI.

The other party has absconded, and any member of the organization who sees him in the future can directly deal with the other party.

Regarding this order, Gin just sneered: "If anyone can kill him, he won't be Ley."

"Looking at it this way, there really are everyone in the organization."

"Ley is from the FBI. Last year, there was a Scottish police sent by the Japanese police. Going forward... there seems to be a CIA."

"It's the one who gave Kiel the codename, called... called Ethan or something."

Vodka, with his hands on the steering wheel, turned to look at his elder brother, hoping that the other party would answer and save the day.

Gin glanced at him, seeming to understand what he meant: "I never remember the names of dead people."

Well, as expected of the big brother!Sure enough, he was more handsome than himself.

Vodka thought so.

Low EQ: Poor memory, forgetting.

High emotional intelligence: I never remember the names of dead people.

"But... Brother Gin, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Vodka turned his head several times, hesitated to speak, and finally asked this question cautiously.

The eldest brother should not be worried about his identity.

"Just feeling bad for Ley."

Gin leisurely spit out a smoke ring, and answered the question casually.

Vodka: ...

When Ley was organizing, the eldest brother felt uncomfortable;

After Ley left the organization, the eldest brother still felt unhappy.

Could it be that the word Ley is some fixed emotional trigger?

The direct source of Gin's bad mood at the moment was an order given to him by that gentleman.

But at the end of the day, it was Ley who caused it.

Starting today, he will be in charge of closely monitoring the two sisters of the Miyano family.

The way Ley entered the organization at the beginning was to become the boyfriend of Akemi Miyano, a low-level member of the organization.Then, he followed the path of Miyano Shiho, Shirley, the code member.

Only in a short period of time can they attract the attention of the upper management and get the opportunity to show their abilities.

After he exposed his identity, he slipped away quickly, but implicated the Miyano sisters who were inseparable from him.

"I don't know if he has any backup. But now, it seems that he may think that the organization will not touch the Miyano sisters."

Gin shakes the ashes.

Obviously he guessed right, the organization really won't touch the Miyano sisters.

Shirley has an irreplaceable position in the organization's research project, and the organization will not touch them until she loses her value or has a double heart.

For this reason, that gentleman can easily ignore the fact that he is involved with Ley.

But temporary surveillance and control are always inevitable.

Moreover, this will also plant a bomb that will be detonated at an unknown time.

If there is any trouble in the future...

That gentleman's tolerance is also limited.

"I just don't feel good about it."

Take everything into account and be completely rational.

Of course, he didn't think this was bad.

On the contrary, this is exactly what people like them should have.A purely emotional creature would not survive long in such a world.

Like Mori Ogai, he even discarded all emotional elements when making major decisions.

But as Mori Ogai said when we met that day, Gin's style of doing things is actually closer to those traditional mafia.

Advocating freedom, not much awe of worldly authority.But invisibly abide by some ancient rules.

Don't involve other people in your business, and be prepared for what may come your way.

This is his personal aesthetic.