Chapter 41 Why do you drink yourself at the winery?

"Black."

A deep, deep voice came out from the receiver, and the whistling wind in the background made the man's voice sound vaguely unreal.

Rather than calling someone's name directly, Gin seems to prefer calling others by their code names.

Before Fushimi Kyoji got the code name for Black Label Whisky, 'idiot' was usually the nickname she was called by Gin.

The player heard a crisp sound, which should be the sound of the lighter cover being opened, because Gin on the opposite side spoke again after a while.

"There are traces of rats in the organization again."

Fushimi Kyoki nodded repeatedly on the other end of the phone, agreeing nonchalantly, "Rats are just like cockroaches, they can't be eradicated."

"Oh!" The player realized he had misunderstood and instinctively gasped for air before stopping. "So you're talking about that 'rat'..."

Fortunately, Gin didn't seem to care and just sneered.

"Eh... So, did you get any information?"

Gin didn't hide anything from her and said directly, "The spy planted in the Public Security Police Department has sent back information, but the identity of that person cannot be confirmed yet."

"Come on, Black! Don't wait until those cunning rats pass right before your eyes without even noticing."

"Even if you say so..." Fushimi Kyoji didn't understand, "The only one I can get in touch with is, eh?"

Could it be that... Gin still suspects that some of Lei and the others are undercover agents sent by the Japanese Public Security Bureau/FBI?

"No way..." the player hesitated in embarrassment.

Recalling the three bottles of whiskey we drank earlier, we said a lot of terrible things.

“…”

So far, all the codenamed members she has come into contact with are extremely bad and will be shot dozens of times if caught.

None of them look like decent characters.

“…You trust them very much.”

Gin didn't dwell on this topic for too long, and chuckled softly, "Emotions are the most potent poison that can paralyze one's judgment."

Those troublesome FBI flies are experts in disguise.

"Don't let someone's advances erode your keen sense of smell for prey."

Gin's cold, stern tone softened, and he added an unusually gentle, persuasive tone, "Think of yourself as a seasoned hunter. Eavesdrop, screen frequently contacted contacts, or take advantage of their lapses. ... Whatever means you use, uncover these hidden individuals one by one..."

In the end, he just left a sentence that was obviously a warning and took the initiative to cut off the communication.

"Don't let me down, Black Fang."

Fushimi Kyoji slowly clenched his fists.

hateful!

I can’t remember how many times Gin hung up on me!

What a rude man.

Besides, undercover or something...

"What are you thinking about?" At this time, Toru Amuro walked to the player and clinked the wine glass in his hand with the glass in front of Kyoki Fushimi.

"Thinking about undercover." Fushimi Kyoji supported his face and answered him without a moment's thought.

Amuro Toru paused for a moment.

Is it an illusion?

I always feel that since forming a team, the number of times he has suffered cardiac arrest seems to be increasing in a straight line.

Not only Toru Amuro, the two people sitting at the bar also turned their heads more or less and silently followed their conversation - as for the owner of this villa... he was probably in the basement.

"Eh...did you receive any news about the undercover?" Amuro Toru answered naturally, while at the same time continuing the previously unfinished action without haste. He lifted the partition and walked naturally into the bar. He added a few ice cubes to his glass and asked the other two people in turn if they needed anything before looking up again. "That call just now, was it from Gin?"

The soft, droopy eyes curved harmlessly, and the voice rose slightly in pleasure: "It seems that I guessed it right?"

"It's almost exactly what you said..."

Fushimi Kyoki picked up the cup and brought it to his lips. "The organization's spy sent back information saying... —Wow! That's spicy!!!"

There was a pause after drinking the drink, followed by an unexpected shout. The player who suddenly tasted the mint flavor was immediately forced to clear his mind and hissed.

Whiskey Three: Why don't you finish what you are saying!

Although it was a pity that they didn't hear more about the spies hiding under their noses, or the undercover agents in the organization whose identities were discovered... they still quickly handed water to the player who was spicy.

"Can't you stand any stimulating taste?" Akai Shuichi recalled the last time he saw the other party in such a mess, when he was eating wasabi rice balls and his facial features were wrinkled because of the spiciness.

They are quite perceptive in some areas, but often overlook the details in life.

“Because the mint smell is super strong!”

In her hand was the tissue handed to her by Scotland, but she had no intention of using it. She just clenched it tightly in her palm. The tears that she had accumulated, which were not many, stubbornly remained in her eyes, and were reflected brightly when she stared at people under the light.

"If you can't even handle this level of spiciness, life will be much less fun."

Take Toru Amuro as an example.

"For example, cigarettes, and... alcohol."

As for wine, players have already experienced it firsthand!

cigarette……

I often see Gin smoking.

Fushimi Kyoji secretly stared at Lei's profile.

Come to think of it, I've never seen Lei smoking.

"This kind of reaction... didn't you ever think of secretly trying it when you were a student?" Toru Amuro naturally sat down next to Kyoki Fushimi, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he separated the player and Shuichi Akai.

"Ah, sorry. I'm always curious about things I don't understand. Sometimes I can't help but wonder what kind of environment someone lived in and what they went through during that period." Amuro Toru smiled apologetically, but didn't stop there. "Maybe it has something to do with you, Kurokata, always being so mysterious?"

When talking about "mystery", he bent the index and middle fingers of both hands to represent quotation marks.

"Before Gin took him on a mission, he was completely unknown in the organization." Before the atmosphere began to stagnate, he casually steered the conversation back to what seemed like a sudden curiosity. "How mysterious! Are all second-generation members of the organization like this?"

What was life like before Gin found me...

Perhaps in order to increase the sense of immersion, there is no special explanation in the game plot.

It’s better to say that this game has no personal background at all. It just tells the general world view and then starts to experience the basic gameplay of the game through the mouth of the NPC.

However, it is not difficult to satisfy Toru Amuro's curiosity, after all, it is just an ordinary school experience.

"As for cigarettes... maybe it's because the teacher is very strict? If you're caught breaking the school rules, you'll be punished by copying words over and over again. I've never seen anyone smoking until now."

Amuro Toru's eyes flickered.

"Hmm... As expected, Gin dragged me here to do hard labor while I'm still in school?" he said half-jokingly.

"Eh, um..." Maybe.

"Students and organization members...if they carry out their missions under the guise of students, I'm afraid no one will suspect them. It's really convenient." It's hard to tell whether there was more sighing or mocking in Amuro Toru's tone.

If it's really like what Amuro Toru said...

"This organization's way of training members is a bit like...student loans."

It was just a casual remark at first, but Fushimi Kyoji pondered it and felt it was quite apt. He immediately wanted others to agree with him: "Well, well, that's a pretty good analogy, isn't it?"

"The funds provided by the organization are long-term loans. Once you are able to repay them, you will be required to carry out the mission, right?"

No.

Zhu Fujingguang objected in his heart.

Unlike members who actively or passively choose to join an organization, second-generation members are born with a bound relationship with the organization and there is no possibility of separation.

The "investment" that the organization spends on the second-generation members will be fully returned to the organization when they grow up to the point where they can absorb the flesh and blood and lives of others as nourishment.

Student loans are lent to students for tuition, accommodation, and living expenses, and are repaid in monthly installments after graduation.

Their bodies and minds have been immersed in the organization's brainwashing since childhood. Every mission carries the risk of their lives, and they are either actively or forced to "repay" the organization's training...

These two completely different contrasts were placed in the same position by her in a sudden and surprising tone.

It was hard not to feel an indescribable sense of disconnection caused by the appearance of completely different things together. He even took a few seconds to come to his senses and answer when Fushimi Kyoki came over and questioned him.

"...Scotland." The player who was firmly opposed to mint water focused his attention on the other person's cup. Seeing that he didn't respond, he poked him with his fingertip. "What's in your cup?"

Zhu Fujingguang put down his glass to cover up his distraction: "Scotch whisky."

Eh...

It's my own code name.

Drink it yourself?

"Bourbon..." She turned to look for it.

Before Fushimi Kyoki could finish her words, Amuro Toru had already answered what she wanted to ask: "Bourbon whiskey."

"Would you like to taste the flavor of bourbon whiskey?" He also generously invited the players.

Fushimi Kyoji's gaze shifted to the wine glass in Akai Shuichi's hand.

"Lei won't be the same..."

Rye nodded, showing the amber liquid in the next glass. "But I personally prefer bourbon and scotch."

The reason why I chose to drink the wine with my own code name was simply out of habit in carrying out the mission.

"Bourbon doesn't seem to like you." Fushimi Kyoji's eyes moved back and forth between the faces of Lei and Amuro Toru, telling the truth about what she saw.

Akai Shuichi's expression remained unmoved, and he simply said, "I still really hope to get along well with Bourbon."

Amuro Toru: “Hehe…”

"I really don't understand..."

Unable to understand the strange atmosphere between Rye and Bourbon, the player rested one hand on the bar, poked the glass of wine with her fingertips, and stared at the ice cubes inside rising and falling with her movements.

"Why would you drink wine with your own code name..."

Attracted by her slightly childish behavior, Zhu Fujingguang also heard her mumbling very quietly, as if she was talking to herself, which would be missed if one was not paying attention.

“…I don’t like drinking.”

Drinking is very detrimental.

Last time I was forced to skip the schedule!

Zhu Fu Jingguang was slightly stunned, staring at the person in front of him in a daze, which was rare.

Don’t you like…wine?

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