Chapter 138: Vongola ladies who are not in the action group can participate in this...

[From Supreme Invincible Trash Can King Raccoon: Mimi Mimi! Who is Scotland? Do you know him? ]

A message suddenly popped up on a page that only he could see. Because the other party's nickname was too long, only a short abbreviation of it was revealed. Every time Zhu Xingda saw it, he would wonder who the Two Second King Raccoon was.

...Although he is actually the only person who would send a message to him through this channel.

When he clicked on the message, he was in a meeting in a darkened warehouse—not the same one as before, but the scenery and attendees were pretty much the same. Gin really liked holding meetings in abandoned warehouses like these. One day in Warehouse A, the next in Warehouse B. It felt like these abandoned warehouses, like his black clothes, were reserved by the dozen.

The Scotland in the message was standing not far from him, carrying a guitar bag, with a cold and withdrawn expression, in stark contrast to the sunny-looking little dark-faced man opposite him; the latter was attending the action team's meeting for the first time and was looking around with interest.

That blond, dark-faced fellow was truly an eyesore. Seeing him reminded Dai Moroboshi of how he'd acted in front of Asami. He was incredibly cunning, his thoughts unpredictable. Fortunately, Asami disliked him, otherwise Dai Moroboshi would have had to carefully guard against him. Asami herself had her own mental issues, and if Bourbon continued to lead her astray...

And Scotland...

Zhu Xingda looked at the message, his eyes swept across the face of his "companion", and his mood was a little complicated.

Ask him who Scotland is... Did Scotland really hide his identity in front of her... Otherwise, she and Scotland should actually be more familiar with each other than him.

He recalled the first time he knew Chaomu was during the mission to investigate Qingshui Residence. At that time, he thought she was Scotland's girlfriend... Scotland seemed to be very good at coaxing her, and there was no doubt that they were very familiar with each other.

But even if they were familiar, it didn't seem that familiar—after all, he hadn't seen her and Scotland together since she'd moved in with him. The boyfriend-girlfriend thing was clearly out of the question, and he wasn't sure if they could even be considered just friends.

And now, Chaomu suddenly asked about Scotland's code name... Was it because he knew that Scotland had killed the Young Master of Hundred Ghosts? He had clearly deliberately concealed Scotland's code name when he was exchanging information with her...

Before the sniper attack, did Scotland know that the Young Master of the Hundred Ghosts had bullied Chaomu? No, he probably didn't know. He was probably just following orders... Chaomu had no habit of sharing painful memories from so long ago. As a "player," she almost never spoke of the past, and rarely showed any signs of weakness—as if she was truly just playing a game, and any injuries or murders didn't matter.

Her emotions were always a layer apart from those of ordinary people. Zhu Xingda once speculated that it was due to the trauma of her childhood and her special abilities. It was not uncommon for people with special abilities or high IQs to treat the world as a game, and her ability was so special...

Despite his inner thoughts of speculation and worry, the black-haired sniper maintained a stern expression. Gin, who was supposed to be chairing the meeting, hadn't arrived yet, so he had a few seconds to relax and consider his response.

[To Supreme Invincible Trash Can King Raccoon: Scotland is indeed my colleague and a member of the organization's action team. He is good at sniping and has a very high efficiency. He is a dangerous killer.]

【To Supreme Invincible Trash Can King Raccoon: Why are you suddenly asking about him? 】

Within two seconds of sending his message, Chaomu had already replied.

[From Supreme Invincible Trash Can King Raccoon: (Little Raccoon rubs his paws) My mentor told me to beat him up. Mimi, please find a way to lure him out for me later! Putting him in a sack is fine! Ask him what color sack he likes!]

Zhu Xingda: “…………”

Even though he had long known that his "master" had a unique and unconventional way of thinking, he still felt something was wrong when he heard her say that.

So she didn't know that Scotland was Midorikawa Jing... Otherwise, given her relationship with him, she wouldn't have thought of putting him in a sack... It's possible that she would have put Bourbon in a sack and beaten him up instead.

In the warehouse, Bourbon and Scotland sneezed one after another.

This unusual noise was particularly noticeable in the quiet warehouse and should have been a bit embarrassing, but fortunately, the sound of the warehouse door being pushed open covered up the subtle awkward atmosphere.

Mr. Gin, the kindhearted man who always manages to break the awkward situation—or even beat the awkward person to death—pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Vodka.

So several members of the organization present stood up straight and focused their eyes on the organization's Top Killer, waiting for him to speak.

"You're finally here, Gin." Only Vermouth was still lazily leaning on the sofa that had been moved from who knows where. She raised her eyes when she saw him coming. "Calling everyone over for a meeting, and then being late yourself... This is not like your style."

She has seniority, so only she can say this. Although the other members have code names, they don't dare to complain about Gin's lateness in front of his cold face.

"……snort."

The silver-haired man's cold gaze swept across several familiar or not-so-familiar faces. He ignored his old colleague and got straight to the point: "I'm here to convey the boss's instructions."

He always behaved like this, so Vermouth didn't care. Instead, she frowned slightly and listened to him continue.

The first thing is about the Hundred Ghosts Society.

In the original plan, the organization did not intend to completely eradicate the Hundred Ghosts Society, but only wanted to defeat them and make them its subordinates - but thanks to someone, the leader of the Hundred Ghosts Society died, and most of the elite members were killed or injured, and the vitality was severely damaged. If no one takes over, it will probably be ruined.

This news is not entirely bad for the organization.

One of the individuals involved in the devastating loss of the Hyakkikai was a member of the Vongola clan, but the Vongola clan has confirmed its intention to take over the Hyakkikai's legacy, making it a logical step for the organization to take over. This task has been assigned to Bourbon and Vermouth, who must work with Pisco in the Mingchu to clean up the mess and merge the Hyakkikai's assets into the organization's fold.

"That's a truly troublesome task," the blonde woman drawled, her beautiful eyes glaring at Gin. "The Hyakkikai has been entrenched in Tokyo for so long, their sales and procurement methods are incredibly complex... Otherwise, the organization's original plan wouldn't have been to make an example of them."

She didn't say it directly, but she was obviously asking Gin with curiosity: Why has the plan been abducted into this state?

Gin let out a low sigh, obviously not wanting to recall or answer.

But the second topic of the night couldn't avoid the answer to this question, so he could only announce the second thing with a cold face and a hard tone: "Second, about the Vongola."

The "big lady" of Vongola might come to challenge the members of the action team to a fight to practice her skills.

As soon as this news came out, Zhu Xingda roughly realized who this "young lady" was.

He glanced at Scotland opposite him in a very obscure way. The cat-eyed young man frowned slightly, as if he had not expected this development at all.

That’s right, even he just found out about this. Scotland’s relationship with Chaomu is even more distant, so it’s natural that he doesn’t know about it.

"That's really strange..." Even Vermouth expressed a bit of surprise upon hearing the name of the Vongola. After all, the organization didn't have much contact with the Vongola in Italy... The two other Italian mafias, the Passion and the Jesso family, were allied with the organization.

All in all, there is no direct connection between the organization and the Vongola - even the last time Fujita defected, there was a layer of the Jesso family in between.

Vermouth wasn't a member of the action team, nor was she known for her fighting prowess, so she was just curious about this. Action team members like Chianti were completely uneasy: "The eldest daughter of the Vongola family? Where did that strange woman come from? Why would she want us to spar with her... They're different from us, right?!"

Even though the Vongola were far away in Sicily, everyone had heard of their many capable of flying around in flames. Assassins without special abilities like those in the organization generally wouldn't think twice about engaging in direct confrontation—their killing techniques often relied on weapons, but being a sparring partner for a young lady obviously meant no heavy weapons or killing, so who would want to play along?

Isn't it reasonable for Saiyans to spar with other Saiyans? Don't they have their own sparring partners within the Vongola? Why would they seek out the Organization... wouldn't it be better to find the other two Italian mafias?

Not only Chianti, but Scotland has also subtly expressed its objection to the task.

"A few short encounters... or long-term sparring?" Since Gin hadn't even mentioned a timeframe, he assumed it was most likely the latter and coldly declined, "If it's long-term, I'd prefer a few more missions."

After all, the Vongola issue was outside his scope of responsibility, and colleagues from other departments were responsible for it. Unlike the Black Organization, the Vongola was more "rule-abiding" and its lethality in Japan was far less than that of the Organization.

He refused coldly and decisively, and Lei looked at him strangely for a moment - if Scotland knew that person was her... When he coaxed the girl before, his tone was much gentler and softer than now.

The black-haired man shrugged nonchalantly, choosing a different angle to speak. "I don't mind. When will that young lady arrive? If I hit her too hard, will the Vongola pay be reduced?"

"Can those not in the action group participate in this event?" Bourbon's words were quite consistent with his cheerful appearance. The blond youth blinked curiously and pinched his wrist. "As for physical skills, I'm a little confident."

After all, in the eyes of the organization members, he is an opportunist who is very good at honey trapping. When faced with such a task, it would be inconsistent with his character to keep silent.

The members of the organization present were arguing with each other, making Gin look even more frosty.

"Enough... When will it be your turn to be picky?" The silver-haired killer coldly glanced at these careless subordinates and interrupted them coldly. "The boss attaches great importance to this opportunity. No matter what, as long as that woman comes to you, you must all be your sparring partners."

The aura around him seemed even colder than usual, and his dark green eyes held a hint of impatience. After briefly explaining these matters, he turned around and walked away without a second thought.

When Vermouth saw him like this, an idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

"Come to think of it, Gin," she said, her lips curled up slightly as she called out to her sullen old colleague, "Are you included in the action team here? Are you going to be the young lady's playmate too?"

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The author has something to say: So why is Gin-chan going to sell hooks for the organization again (not right)... But fortunately this time we just have to fight and don’t have to sell our bodies, Gin-chan, are you happy?