Chapter 153

Guards! Take Scotland in!

The boss's order came suddenly. Scots stared at the suffix of the email, a cold sweat breaking out all over his body, his fingers unconsciously clenching.

"Go to Italy, someone will meet you. —Boss"

The message is automatically destroyed after being opened for no more than ten seconds.

Looking at the empty mailbox, Scotland felt a sudden urge to believe that what had just happened was a hallucination.

Boss? That being who briefly appeared in intelligence a few years ago and then vanished without a trace?

Why were orders suddenly given to him directly?

I haven't reached a higher position yet; becoming a codenamed member was only a matter of a few months.

He turned off his phone, and the only light in the room disappeared, plunging the entire space into darkness.

Cold sweat slid down his cheeks and soaked his clothes.

His phone suddenly vibrated again. His fingers trembled as he opened the screen and saw a new message in his email.

"I will pick you up tomorrow morning. — Rob Roy."

Like the previous message from the boss, this message was automatically destroyed after ten seconds.

Rob Roy...

Scotland took a deep breath, curled up on the bed, and reached out to grab the blanket to cover himself completely.

He hadn't gleaned any information from this person yet, but the location of the other party's safe house seemed to be blatantly displayed on his face, forcing him to investigate the other party's intelligence.

However, no matter how hard he searched, he found no trace of the place in the safe house.

The girl, who accurately grasped all the intelligence about the target in every mission, did not seem to him to be just a puppet for the organization to transfer money, as he had initially guessed.

Within the organization, the legendary Rob Roy, known as the most influential figure, fueled his speculation that the other party might have some connection with the members of the Sword Codenames who only obeyed the boss.

Or rather... this child is one of them.

The various people appearing around the opponent from time to time are mostly armed with swords and knives.

However, Rob Roy never used a sword in front of him; she always remained in the position of a commander.

She did not use swords as weapons, contrary to what was described in her distinctive features.

However, this person definitely has some connection with the members of the Sword Code.

Sometimes you have to trust not only intelligence but also your own intuition.

The code names of swordsmen directly under the boss are naturally different from those of ordinary winemen.

Wanting to get close to the boss, wanting to obtain more information, wanting to dismantle this organization...

The night breeze squeezed in through the cracks in the window, swirling gently in the air, ruffling strands of hair and tickling the skin.

He raised his arm to cover his eyes.

...Making contact with members of the Sword Code name, and even becoming one of them, is a path he must take.

Zero's side...

No.

The intelligence could not be transmitted.

The boss sent him an email directly, and then Rob Roy immediately sent an order saying that he would come to pick him up the next morning.

Given the organization's nature, such intelligence simply cannot be transmitted through technological means.

We've already started being monitored.

Countless thoughts swirled in his mind as he slowly compressed and kneaded all his emotions of anticipation and fear.

This is a gamble.

Judging from the Boss's attitude, he can definitely get something out of it.

He had a premonition that something awaited him in Italy.

In a daze, the part that appeared pure black in the enclosed space began to outline Rob Roy's appearance.

...The worst outcome of what the other party or the boss wants to do is simply that one's undercover identity is discovered.

But if he goes undetected, that will be his chance.

An opportunity to move to a higher level within the organization.

"Hey! What are you thinking about?"

In the silence, the window was suddenly flung open, and a boy with long orange hair stood at the window, waving to him with a bright, sunny smile.

"Who are you?" Scotland sat up abruptly, his fingers reaching under the pillow where his weapon lay.

He stared warily at the boy in front of him.

“You can call me ‘Ran Toushirou’.” Ran Toushirou blinked, flipped over, and landed inside the house. He then sat on the windowsill, dangling his legs, while the short sword in his hand danced nimbly between his fingers.

"Tonight, I'll be in charge of watching over you."

"Please give me your guidance, Sir Scottish."

As the window opened, the curtains were also pushed open, and the moonlight outside fell on the boy without reservation. The silvery moonlight outlined his figure, making him look exquisite and otherworldly.

but.

It's a code name for swords.

Scotland's pupils constricted, and his entire body tensed.

He was just pondering this when the person appeared right in front of him. The person's nimble movements and familiarity with the short sword were clearly genuine.

Moreover, it didn't detect a single aura, and its attempt to seal the windows was silently neutralized by the other party.

"Look at me?" he feigned displeasure. "I didn't receive such an order."

They are all codenamed members, and Scotland has its own pride.

However, alarm bells had already been sounded in his mind.

Why are the members of the Sword Code here watching him?

Are you afraid he'll run away?

Ran Toushirou raised an eyebrow: "My presence here is my master's command."

"I would be very distressed if you suddenly died, so to prevent that from happening, I have no choice but to stay and watch over you~"

Ran Toushirou adjusted his hat, his round blue eyes shining brightly. "It's sudden, isn't it? But you'll have to get used to these sudden things happening in the future. There will be many, many, many more. If you're not careful, you'll die."

He stretched out his arms exaggeratedly, as if trying to tell Scotland that the number of emergencies was approaching infinity.

"and……"

The voice suddenly drew closer, appearing in his ear in an instant, its warm breath carrying an icy chill.

Scotland was covered in cold sweat, but he couldn't get the gun out of his hand from under the pillow. He was stiff, and all his senses were focused on the shoulder that was being draped over his and the sounds coming from the other person.

Ran Toushirou smiled and said, "You look so pathetic and lack any presence."

"Lord Su Graham".

A respectful address, spoken slowly and deliberately, only brings more danger.

As if he were being targeted by something, countless chains bound his limbs, preventing him from struggling or resisting.

This sense of oppression is simply...inhuman.

His eyes darkened instantly, and he raised his hand and fired a shot.

Bang!

"Alright, go and get some rest. We have to get up early tomorrow." Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Ran Toushirou immediately let go and dodged. The bullet pierced through his hair and then became firmly embedded in the wall.

His smile was as bright and sunny as ever: "Please, don't fall asleep and faint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished without a trace.

Scotland swallowed hard. He knew this man wouldn't just leave like that; he was definitely still watching him from somewhere.

The room fell silent again, the windows and curtains were drawn back, as if everything had returned to the state where only he remained.

The tension in his mind eased instantly, and he gasped for breath, his lungs aching from the pressure.

...Something definitely happened.

They've been targeted.

It's definitely not just a simple task.

His gaze gradually calmed down, and his unfocused pupils gradually became resolute.

*

The next morning, before dawn, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Dongshu's figure, bathed in the light of the outside lamp, landed at the door like the King of Hell.

She gave the Scottish man, who was standing there dumbfounded with a loaf of bread, a wicked smile, and waved her hand, ordering, "Men, get him into the car!"