Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Mr. Cat asked this, wouldn’t he be eating…

No matter how ugly Mescal's face looked, he knew that the organization had no objection to Scotland's behavior, because the "cooperation" he mentioned still represented the cooperation between the organization and Michele.

Mezcal was quite upset that someone had robbed him of his life—oh, and also had his ice cream scoop snatched away—but the matter was done. The question he wanted to know most now was, "When did this happen?"

In order to free up time to assign his subordinates to do things, he had been traveling with Scotland these past few days. The amount of exercise was so great that he almost fell asleep as soon as he returned to the hotel. It was really hurting himself and hurting the enemy...

As if thinking of something incredible, Mescal's pupils trembled: "You didn't go out to do a mission at night without rest?"

Judging from the situation just now, Scotland should have not only dealt with Michele, but also contacted many other family members.

Scotland showed his admiration for a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

Mescal: "..." He was from the intelligence team. Looking at Scotland's thin and gentle appearance, even though he knew that the other party was from the action team, he didn't expect that he would have such physical strength and energy.

And you’ve done so many things in just a few nights. Have you East Asians evolved away from sleep?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so Mezcal ordered two more scoops of ice cream.

Zhu Fujingguang didn't have any particular preference for ice cream balls. He intercepted the Mezcal one because he felt that the atmosphere was already so good, and if he didn't intercept it, it would seem like something was missing.

Now that he had the initiative, and seeing Mezcal's behavior, the smile on Zhufu Jingguang's face became a little more genuine. He signed to Mezcal, "To celebrate our first successful collaboration, if you don't mind, I can treat you to a meal. I'll cook."

Michele couldn't understand sign language, and even though he knew that this codenamed member had obvious physical defects, he didn't dare to underestimate him. Didn't he see that Mescal's expression was now richer than ever?

He was really curious about what this man had said about Mezcal.

"If you can promise not to put pineapple on your pizza, I might as well give it a try."

Now that things have come to this, let's eat first, although Mezcal doesn't trust the cooking skills of a code name member.

I've even started to wonder if this sniper has some strange, unknown eating habits, and I'm ready to give him a big one.

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“It’s delicious.”

A tripe bun was devoured, and the mezcal's target turned to the plump Maritozo bread.

The soft and delicate sweetness spread in his mouth, and Mezcal asked sincerely, "Have you lived here?"

The Italian dishes made in Scotland were about the same quality as those in local restaurants, and some were even better because of the addition of spices he didn't recognize.

Since neither Scotland nor Mezcal wanted to reveal the location of their safe house to the other, they rented the kitchen of a B&B for this meal.

The cat-eyed young man, who was enjoying the milk jelly, put down his spoon in confusion and gestured, "I thought your intelligence would tell me I haven't been here? Besides, I followed you around eating everywhere the past few days. Now that I know the ingredients here, it won't be difficult to replicate these."

Mezcal seriously suggested: "Scotland, how about applying to be the head chef at this base? I will offer you a high salary on behalf of the organization."

If it weren't for the consideration of not offending the local tyrants too much at once and having to mix sticks and sweet dates appropriately, Zhu Fu Jingguang would definitely not be willing to cook for criminals, and it would be good enough if he didn't poison them.

but.

Zhu Fujingguang looked at Mezcal who was eating happily across the table. Even though he had just successfully won over Michele, he couldn't say that he was in a good mood.

After these few days of contact, he still couldn't fully understand Mezcal's character.

Apart from the two minor flaws that are common among Codename members, namely arrogance and a love of eating anytime and anywhere, Mezcal is capable and ambitious, and what is most commendable is his tenacious endurance and sense of perspective.

After having his original reward blatantly snatched away by Scotland's "support", his expression changed a few times, and then he immediately accepted Scotland's invitation to dinner... What a pity for this guy, Zhu Fujingguang thought.

"You don't seem worried about tonight's operation at all?" Mescal finished his meal and leaned back comfortably. "If you put all your hopes on Michele, I won't accompany you."

"He can handle his fourth brother-in-law himself. As for what's going on with his eldest and third brothers... Mescal, you should know better than me, right?"

Mezcal remained noncommittal. "Anyway, Scotland, your authority is about the same as mine now. I look forward to your performance tonight."

Zhu Fujingguang didn't expect him to help in the first place, so not stabbing him in the back was a rare act of conscience for this criminal.

It turns out that one cannot expect criminals to have a conscience.

When Zhu Fujingguang came out of the side door of Romano's ancestral home, he was not surprised to find Mescal eating roasted chestnuts at the sniper position opposite, with flames all over the sky in front of him.

But he had lost too much blood and was too lazy to even glance at the person who was stirring up trouble. He got into a car parked in a nearby alley and asked the peripheral member who had been waiting in the car to take him to the designated location. He then walked three kilometers back to the safe house.

The bullet didn't remain in the body, but the location where it hit was a bit dangerous, so it wasn't difficult to deal with.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't have the energy to deal with the blood-stained disinfectant cotton balls around him and those that had rolled to the ground. He leaned on the sofa and waited for the dizziness to pass.

The phone next to me was vibrating, and the indicator light went off and then on again.

"Zero?" Without even opening his eyes, he answered the call on the phone that belonged to Zero Furuya.

"Are you injured?" The sharp intelligence expert discovered that something was wrong with the other party based on a simple title.

It has been a while since Zhu Fushige Jingguang has been talking to Furuya Rei anonymously on the phone. The difficulty brought by long-term aphasia has disappeared, leaving the gentleness in his voice, but without the softness that was brought about by concealing the initial slurred speech.

But tonight, he was shot twice by the second son of the Romano family, who was almost treated as an invisible person and was urgently dug out by Mescal. After that, he had to pretend that nothing happened and use the life of his third son to complete the negotiation with the eldest son. Zhu Fujingguang was indeed very weak at this time.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could still maintain his usual voice, but the fact that the person on the other end of the phone was Rei Furuya subconsciously lowered his psychological defenses, which caused a slight difference in his voice.

The cat-eyed young man smiled, but the wound on his abdomen made him frown again: "Very impressive, Zero."

Perhaps his coaxing tone had displeased Rei Furuya, and beneath his veil, Amuro Toru revealed his sarcasm. "Mr. Cat, please be patient. If I can't contact you one day and lose this valuable source of information, I'll be very distressed."

"Oh? I thought Zero would be happy to finally get rid of a weirdo like me." The successful bandage to stop the bleeding made Zhu Fujingguang's dizziness gradually fade away. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the darkness outside the window. "So, is there something Zero wants to talk to me about?"

Hearing that the other party did not want to continue that topic, Furuya Rei also got to the point: "I'm collecting information about someone and wanted to try my luck and see if you have any."

It was a mission that Bourbon, Scotland and Rye took part in half a year in the original world, but the mission failed.

Whether the mission was brought forward, or Fūya Rei discovered something in advance, or the other party was just acting as an ordinary intelligence dealer, Morifushi Kagemitsu had no idea.

"I do have a little bit here, but could you please help me check something too?"

Since this was the first time that the other party had taken the initiative to make a specific request, he did not intend to let Rei Furuya get the information so easily. This way, if he could not provide the information that Rei Furuya wanted in the future, he could use the excuse that he did not have the information he wanted for the time being.

Furuya Rei's voice showed interest. "What kind of information is this that even you don't know?"

Zero's ability to flatter people was just as good as his ability to mock them sarcastically. Zhu Fushiguri uttered a name that the person on the other end of the line was surprised by: "Miyano Akemi. I need to know all her information, especially her interpersonal relationships."

He knew how Lei, who used the alias Dai Moroboshi, entered the organization in his original world, but from what Mescal said that day, Lei was not dating Miyano Akemi now, while Scotland actually had a good relationship with the Miyano sisters.

"That weak and boring woman? Does Mr. Cat like this type?"

Although I know this is a common bourbon cliché, I have to say that this kind of provocation mixed with deliberate sexism is effective: "How could it be, didn't I say that my favorite drink is bourbon whiskey?"

The eloquent information dealer choked and accepted the deal. "Although this woman's position in the organization is average, she has one... In exchange for the information I need this time, I feel like I'm getting a loss."

Bourbon sighed, then said he knew how to repay a favor. "But Mr. Cat provided me with so much information for free before, so I'll make a loss this time."

Zhu Fujingguang gave him the information Bourbon wanted with a smile.

With the business done, Furuya Rei's goal was achieved. Just as Zhufu Jingguang thought he was about to hang up, Furuya Rei suddenly said, "Mr. 'Cat,' please take care of yourself. After all, even someone like me gets told to 'be careful,' sometimes."

Zhu Fujingguang's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly: "Zero, don't underestimate yourself... But what kind of person is that who warned Zero?"

"That's the partner who abandoned me and ran away. Mr. Cat, are you asking this because you're jealous?"

Just when Morofushi Kagemitsu was feeling a little disappointed because his answer was skipped by Furuya Rei, he heard 1207, who was so bored that he locked himself up and vowed to watch 1,000 romance movies, speak.

"Jianggu Zero Favorability +2!"