My undercover organization eats jujube pills

Thanks to Bourbon for such an obvious response.

It made me realize in an instant - you are the undercover agent who is better than me.

"You...?" He asked me hesitantly.

"...Oh." I answered him half a beat later, "I was just counting how long it would take until it was eight o'clock, and you came in when the count reached zero."

"Speaking of which, you are too punctual. Are you a full-time housewife with obsessive-compulsive disorder?" I couldn't help complaining about him.

Bourbon looked slightly relieved. If I didn't know why he was surprised, I probably wouldn't have noticed his subtle reactions.

I have no intention of meeting him undercover now.

Why?I haven't even got a code name yet, I'm completely in a state of being inferior to others, and when I'm better than him, I'll take the initiative to tell him—a shameful act.

Things are really unpredictable, and sometimes certain things are just such a coincidence.

Originally, I thought that I was about to fall off the horse and be cleaned up as a traitor. I was not organized according to normal procedures.It turned out that Bourbon, the fool, fell off the horse first in front of me.

Can't think of it.

...Actually, I didn't think of it either.

I've always felt that Belmode has a face that can turn against others at any time. Judging by her character, she may not be very loyal to the organization.Then there are Scotland and Ley. Scotland looks like a good old man. Anyway, he doesn't look like a gangster. I have always wondered which white organization he sneaked in from.

As for Ley... oh, I took him undercover out of a purely personal vendetta.

Bald scumbag, I pooh.

All in all, I didn't think much of Bourbon.

How should I explain it?I sincerely think that bourbon is very suitable for mixing with black.From my observation alone, he was calm, brutal, and efficient in his mission and training me.

——As for whether he deliberately found fault when I was trained, I don't know.

There is really a cold-blooded factor in this man's blood; I don't know what he is interested in... He seems to be a housewife-type man who is only interested in cooking. The one with even higher power.

Ah, accidentally off topic.

Anyway, I totally, totally, totally never thought Bourbon was going to be an undercover guy.

Damn it, he's pretending too well! ! !You were clearly threatening me in the bar yesterday! ! !

Men are really good at disguising, and they can change faces faster than turning the pages of books.

"Are you a pig, you don't get up at eight o'clock?" Bourbon replied, closed the bedroom door for me, and then backed out.

Now I feel much more relaxed. The only person who finds that I have a problem is Bourbon. Coincidentally, this is also a [-]-year-old like me-and why should the [-]-year-old make trouble for the [-]-year-old?Even if exposed, he won't report on me.

Really lucky.

I stopped panicking in an instant, and my mood was naturally relaxed, and I even wanted to jump on the spot twice.While humming an out-of-tune tune, I dug out the slippers I had thrown away from under the bed and put them on.

I sat at the edge of the dining table as always, pouring warm milk with me.

Bourbon was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, looked up at me, and asked casually, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

I paused and shook my head blankly.

I really don't remember anything... I didn't expect that Long Island iced tea would be wine, who would think it was a beverage tea instead?And the aftertaste is really unexpected. A person like me who has never touched alcohol is actually knocked down after just one drink.

As a black person, don't say that smoking and drinking burns your head, isn't it a bit embarrassing to have a drink...

I thought for a while, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Wait...why would Bourbon ask such a question?Did I do something outrageous last night?

"What did I do?" I asked Bourbon warily.

Bourbon looked at me silently with an indescribable expression, without saying a word.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, it makes me a little scared..." I was already mentally prepared, "Just tell me what you have, I should...be able to bear it."

"You threw up last night, on my new shirt and my freshly washed car."

"Isn't that good? If you don't like it, don't drive your Mazda again. It's too condescending to be a gang member with your driving skills. I think you should shine in the world racing driver competition and bloom in Qiu Mingshan of brilliance."

"...I see that you want to be beaten early in the morning."

I confessed for a second: "Sorry, I was wrong, please continue."

"Not only did you keep bad-mouthing Ley last night, calling him a mentally retarded bald monkey downstairs in the apartment, but you also called Akemi Miyano and continued to insult Ley on the phone for 10 minutes."

I'm sluggish.

I... did I actually do such a shameful thing?

What will Minmei think of me?Will you feel that my image has completely collapsed?

——Anyway, at this moment, my heart has collapsed.

Bourbon seemed to think that my three views were not broken enough, and finally he gave me a fatal knife: "Last night, Ley was with Miyano."

WTF? ? ?

The string in my head called sanity snapped in an instant, and if Bourbon didn't stop me, I would have stormed out and killed Ley in no time.

"Calm down, you bastard." Bourbon pulled me back by the collar of my clothes, "Bermode has conveyed a mission to the BOSS, and it is sent to you alone."

"Huh?" I was taken aback, "Is it the audit task you mentioned?"

"That's right." Bourbon nodded, and then hesitated a little before continuing, "Bermod asked me to pass a message to you. The boss has specially inspected you and thinks that you have very obvious advantages and characteristics, so Decided to give you a chance...she let you grasp it yourself."

If Belmode specifically said that, there must be something wrong.

Hmm... what are the very obvious strengths and characteristics that I have?I thought about it, and the most obvious characteristic of me is probably that I look very small...

Hey, it's not what I thought, is it? BOSS actually has pedophiles?I don't want to sell my virginity for the mission, I'm only 14 years old!

Would that nasty woman in Belmode actually remind me of such a thing so kindly?

"Put away your messy and weird thoughts." Bourbon knew what I was thinking without even looking at it, "Bermod also said, your wine is really bad, and you should drink it like a kindergarten kid in the future Better milk with honey."

...Damn it, I knew this woman couldn't spit ivory out of her dog's mouth.

They are laughing at me for being too short again in different ways.

"Okay, I see." No matter what, I must accept this task, "What is the content of the task?"

"The target is the largest controlling shareholder of a manufacturing company. You just need to assassinate him, and we will do the rest." Bourbon handed me a photo, a clear color photo of a beer belly that cannot be concealed And the middle-aged uncle with gray sideburns.

I always feel that this person looks familiar, "This person...why do I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?"

"Because he lives in the rich man's villa area above." Bourbon answered my doubts, stretched out a finger and pointed to the blue and clear sky, "It's the most suitable for you."

If you live in a wealthy area, it is really better.Although there are security guards patrolling the residential area anytime and anywhere, those miscellaneous fish are not worth mentioning to me. If everything goes well, I can solve these problems within an hour.

"Okay, I see."

I let out a smile.

***

Without further ado, after I investigated, I decided to do it at night.

The surname of the largest shareholder of this pharmaceutical company is Ando. This person seems to know that he is being targeted by the underworld organization. The bodyguard he hired recently is like a leek, one crop after another, and he can't cut it all , There are three bodyguards with each toilet.

How afraid of death are you?

Such a life-saving person is really the only one I have ever seen in my life. He is too strong. If you have this spare money, you might as well invite me. Who can count me as the loser!

It doesn't matter to me whether the bodyguard exists or not.

Of course, the sooner the matter is resolved, the better, so I decided to sneak into that rich area to have a try tonight.According to the information I found, the villa where Mr. Ando lives is No. 32.

Tonight's moon is covered by clouds, and in the darkness, I use superpowers to cancel out the sound of the rush, and then wrap it in air, so that I can come here without making any sound.

I didn't go directly to Mr. Ando's residence. Such behavior was too stupid and reckless, and it might cause accidents and accidents.

The garden villa No. 32 is next to No. 33, but there is no light in this garden villa, and it is almost certain that the owner is not at home.

So I sneaked into the garden villa at No. 33 with great ease and no worries.

Before entering the door, I glanced at the surname written on the name plate of this family - Fushimi.

I manipulated the air to open the latch of the window from the room, and slipped in.

The first time I turned around, I froze in place.

This... What are these things?This is criminal, right?

In this attic room, there are several high-end computers neatly arranged... I can probably guess that this row of gadgets is only for hackers.

I became aware of the presence of another person on the swiveling office chair.

"Break into a private house is a serious crime." The person sitting on the swivel office chair slowly turned around, revealing a thin young man's figure.

"...Why are you a dwarf?"

"Why are you the second man with a poisonous tongue?"

We both spoke at the same time.

"Huh?" x2.

This person is actually the second male in the poisonous tongue who snatched my drink and made fun of my height.

The year is not good! ! !

I walked up and just glanced at it, and found that the home screen in front of him displayed a page I was very familiar with...

This cold and impersonal design style, which looks like cold broccoli, and this mentally handicapped typography that tests people's eyesight, is it not the internal website of my employer's special agent department or something?

The author has something to say: I made a bet with the cadre lady, and the loser would bark like a dog while talking. The following is the bet (she managed to win me once):

I was wrong, I regret it, code words make me happy, if I don’t code words, I will be a puppy for the rest of my life, woof woof woof

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