Chapter 202

After years of torment, Vodka no longer trusted any of the undercover agents identified by Usoppō Saiki.

Coupled with his poor performance just now, which seemed to have offended Usaku Saiki, Vodka felt as if a switch in his brain was automatically turned on whenever he heard that familiar keyword. He reflexively judged that Usaku Saiki was acting crazy again, with the purpose of disgusting him.

Ha, this nonsense is so uttered without even changing the content. Does he think he'd believe it if we changed the country?!

He, Vodka, is not someone who can be so easily fooled!

Vodka paused for a moment, then mumbled, "Oh, I see."

Usakabe looked at him with dissatisfaction: "I know, so what?"

"And then what?"

Vodka thought for a moment, wondering if Bo Ye Saiki was planning to report him to higher authorities again. So he advised, "This is someone else's mole, there's no need to report him to the boss, is there?"

You can act crazy in your own organization, but it's not a good idea to act crazy in other organizations.

Our organization has a reputation too!

For a time, Vodka was very worried, especially concerned that if Bo Ye Saiki found out that his own boss's path was blocked, he would go and dance in front of other bosses.

He'd been a member of the organization for so many years, and he never imagined that one day he'd have to worry about the organization's image...

Previously, people thought that since they were an illegal organization, how bad could their reputation be? Being ruthless, terrifying, and mysterious was actually a plus for people in their line of work.

But if outsiders were to whisper things like, "The people in this organization are mentally ill," "Their methods of sowing discord are so clumsy, it's laughable," or "They can even send a madman to handle diplomacy, this organization must really have no one else capable,"... Vodka felt suffocated just thinking about it.

In that case, the organization would become a complete joke!

But Bo Yezaki was clearly not so easily persuaded, and said with a defiant look, "But are you going to just leave it alone again this time?"

Vodka immediately said, "I'll report to my brother—you don't need to work so hard. Other organizations don't pay you a salary!"

Bo Yezaki reluctantly nodded: "Alright, after all, it's your task, so I shouldn't get too involved."

Thank goodness, you still know this is a task my older brother and I were tasked with.

Vodka was extremely grateful that Bo Ye Zaiji had offered him such a way out—no, what was there to be grateful for! Wasn't all the trouble caused by Bo Ye Zaiji?!

But once he agreed, he agreed. Vodka felt that if he didn't call his older brother, Bo Ye Zaiji would keep urging him for the next few days. The worst part was that he couldn't leave Eddie Cassano's place for the time being, which meant that Bo Ye Zaiji could find him anytime soon. Before, it was a terrifying phone call, but now he was directly looking for people offline, which was even more terrifying.

Don't say naive things like, "Just pretend you hit someone, make up a story to fool them." That's Usaku Saiki, the guy who's a master at spotting people, except when he's looking for undercover agents! He doesn't know if he might say something wrong and the truth will be revealed! If things get out of hand then, it'll really be a horror story.

Moreover, the fact that Usoppō Saiki appeared in Los Angeles was indeed something that needed to be reported to my older brother.

After confirming the details of the deal with Eddie Cassano, Vodka returned to his room and then called Gin.

"What is it?" Gin got straight to the point.

Vodka said gravely, “Brother, Potts is here.”

Gin paused for a moment: "...Where did you come to? America? Didn't we already say that before?"

Vodka was surprised that his older brother could be so prone to daydreaming, but he had to shatter Gin's hopes: "I saw Eddie Cassano at his villa today."

“...Vermouth!”

Vodka seemed to hear Gin's faint gritted teeth.

However, he understood his older brother's anger. This time, the fact that Usoya Saiki was able to get involved in their mission was 90% Vermouth's fault. If it weren't for Vermouth, how could Usoya Saiki have infiltrated Eddie Cassano's villa?

Given Usopp's knack for creating trouble for others, this mission, which was supposed to be a sure thing, might actually encounter some setbacks. Vermouth just can't stand to see them doing well!

Although the fact that this pesky thing had followed him all the way from Japan to Los Angeles was a bit of a shock, Gin quickly calmed down and asked, "What did he do?"

Gin's direct question, instead of asking "Did he do anything?", implies that Usuo Saiki is definitely up to something.

Vodka answered predictably, "He said Eddie Cassano's new collaborator is an undercover agent."

Gin: "…………"

To be honest, Gin was rather indifferent when he heard this keyword.

He couldn't help but think that Bo Yezaki was nothing special; he had nothing else to offer besides this set of rules.

"He said that to Eddie Cassano's face?"

“No, not at all,” Vodka quickly added. “He told me that, and I told him not to go crazy in front of other organization leaders… helping other organizations find spies, they won’t pay him.”

Gin was somewhat sentimental.

Vodka has been trained to the point where he can now handle Usaku Saiki so skillfully.

"However, Potts also said that Eddie Cassano might be in trouble soon..."

If it doesn't involve an undercover agent, Gin still takes what Usuba Saiki said quite seriously. Just think about that guy who was walking down the street perfectly fine, and then Usuba Saiki stabbed him shortly after saying a few words!

Gin then pondered for a moment and gave the order: "The order is placed and the deposit has been paid, so you don't need to stay by his side anymore. It won't hurt to spend a little more time getting to know him."

This means the limited-time privilege of indulging in a life of debauchery and debauchery is over.

Vodka said painfully, "...Okay, brother."

It wasn't that he was particularly addicted to it, but he was having a great time and then suddenly stopped... No matter how you look at it, it's all Usaku Saiki's fault.

He'll remember this grudge!

...However, I've kept a whole book of grudges, but I haven't had any chance to get revenge. It feels like there's no point in holding onto these grudges...

Meanwhile, Vermouth was also asking Usui Saiki a question.

"How was the game?"

“Not bad,” sighed Bo Yezai, “but the vodka…”

He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Vermouth frowned. "What's wrong with him now?"

“I suggest they don’t cooperate with Eddie Cassano; Vodka doesn’t take him seriously,” said Bo Yezai in a somber tone.

Vermouth raised an eyebrow: "Why can't we work with Eddie Cassano?"

Usakabe Saiki said, "He has backstabbers around him and he's going to have some bad luck soon. It doesn't feel like the right time to cooperate with him."

"Hmm...I see..." Vermouth, upon hearing this, recalled what Vodka had mentioned: "Potnis sees everyone as an undercover agent, except for himself who is a good person."

The child does seem a bit neurotic, but you can't blame him. Growing up in the Middle East, he might have some psychological trauma or PTSD. Isn't it normal for him to be wary of everyone?

Rather than saying that this Potts seemed to trust her quite a bit, Vermouth felt her heart soften a little more.

Bo Yezhai said aggrievedly, "But there's nothing I can do. Vodka has never believed anything I say."

Although Vermouth thought it might be that Usaku Saiki was being paranoid, she didn't deny it. She simply comforted him, saying, "It's okay. This isn't our mission. Even if we fail, it's Gin and Vodka's fault. You've done your best."

Bo Ye Zaiji sighed, "That's the only way."

Vermouth saw that Usakabe Saiki was taking this mission so seriously, even though it had nothing to do with her, and Vodka was constantly gossiping about Usakabe Saiki... Wasn't it obvious who was right and who was wrong?!

"Let's go to Disneyland tomorrow." Vermouth decided to take Usui Saiki to the happiest place in the world for a day, hoping that Usui Saiki could forget about the mess in the organization.

And so, Usoppai spent a few days in Los Angeles with Vermouth, being treated to good food and drink, and was much happier than Vodka.

This shows that happiness doesn't disappear; it only shifts.

One day, while Saiki Usaba was at Universal Studios, Vermouth suddenly received a phone call.

The person who called wasn't affiliated with the organization; rather, it was someone she knew as the famous actress Sharon, a big star in Hollywood, with whom she had a good relationship.

Vermouth sat in the shade of a tree, waiting for Usui Saiki to finish the previous rides and come out. There wasn't much people around, so she casually answered the phone: "Hello?"

“Sharon! Have you heard?!” her Hollywood friend asked dramatically.

But Americans always talk like that; even saying "The sun is shining brightly today" can sound like an alien has arrived. So Vermouth asked very calmly, "What did you hear?"

Eddie Cassano has been arrested by the FBI!

Vermouth: "...What???"

Friend: "You were shocked too, right?! Oh my god, I hope he doesn't say anything he shouldn't have..."

“Wait a minute.” Vermouth sighed, “I know the police have been watching him, but hasn’t he bribed everyone he could? And he never lets anyone get any evidence against him…”

"My information is that a video of him dealing drugs with someone has been sent to the FBI, and the evidence is conclusive..."

Vermouth: "...???"

Could it be vodka?!

"What's wrong?" When Bo Yezaki came out after finishing the ride, he saw Vermouth holding her phone, looking shocked.

Vermouth looked at Usaku Saiki and suddenly remembered what Usaku Saiki had said a couple of days ago.

She was so shocked she was speechless.

—What's this? The guy who doesn't believe Thin Leaf is in trouble? ???

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The landmines have been paid off! So happy! Energy bar 67/100

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Vodka: Potts is here

Gin: Where are you? America?

Vodka: ... (Even my brother has moments of daydreaming like this. But if it were America, would I need to think like this?) Of course, it's Los Angeles.

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