Chapter 23 Chapter 23 The Core Culture of the Organization
"Yeah, where am I, Scotland?" An You covered her aching head.
Scotland: "In my safe house."
Upon hearing this, An You looked around the room in front of her. It was a single-family, low-rise residential building with a garden. This should be the master bedroom. The room was warm and comfortable, and the design of the space was exquisite everywhere.
There was always a fresh fragrance in the room, and it was obvious that the owner must be a very clean person.
An You was curious, "What do you mean?"
Scotland: "Equivalent to an emergency shelter."
An You: "Ah, I see. A resurrection point. Living in it will bring you back from near death to full health, just like I am now."
Scotland was amused by his statement. "Huh? They won't be resurrected. They don't function as a hospital. They're just a temporary place to stay."
Realizing that she was in a safe environment, An You climbed out of bed.
Just as he was about to jump down, his legs went weak and he almost fell face first onto the ground, missing his target.
Fortunately, Scotland was quick-witted and came to his side and helped him up almost as soon as he noticed his movement.
"How are you? You've just recovered from a serious illness and your body hasn't returned to normal yet. If you have any questions, just ask me."
The scent of Scotland instantly enveloped him, and warm palms pressed against his shoulders, pushing him deeper, whether intentionally or not.
My cheek was pressed against his shoulder, and the broad shoulder brought more warmth. I wanted to push him away, but my legs became even weaker.
Not only that, there was also a strong desire in my chest, clamoring for a deeper touch.
An You was startled by the thoughts in her head. Could it be that she was just dreaming too much? Her thoughts were extending beyond her dreams.
In the dream, he was burned by flames, scorching hot. Where Scotland appeared, there would be no flames. Therefore, he believed that the closeness in the dream was nothing more than a desire to survive.
Because I dreamed about Scotland, I couldn't even tell the difference between reality and dreams.
An You suppressed the desire deep in her bones and crawled out of Scotland's arms.
He is an upright boy. It is not proper for him to flirt with men.
An You took two steps back and said, "No need to support me, I don't think there's anything serious."
Scotland lowered his eyes: "Really."
An You: "Steady, brother."
Scotland: "By the way, we're back in Tokyo."
An You, "Tokyo's wealth and splendor are dazzling. I'm back in this bustling metropolis. Mountain villas are really not for young people."
Scotland: "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
An You thought about it and realized that she didn't know anyone in Tokyo. After thinking about it, she realized that she only knew Brother Gin, Scotland, and Bourbon.
The eldest brother disliked him for being a drag and didn't like to take him with him, and Bourbon also ignored him.
Looking at it this way, it seems that Scotland is the only one who doesn't mind that he is in the way and keeps him by her side. She is so gentle and kind.
An You: "Let's go back to the organization first."
Scotland: "Okay."
"Wow, there are so many people."
Along the street in Tokyo.
An You was impressed by the prosperity of the city, the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, and the constant flow of traffic.
Within a few minutes of stopping at the zebra crossing, a dense crowd of vehicles gathered, and shops were lined up near the edge of the city.
An You looked left and right, as if he had never seen the world before.
Anyou shook Scotland's arm and said, "Look, there's a tower that reaches high into the clouds."
Scotland followed his gaze and looked straight ahead. "That's Tokyo Tower, one of Tokyo's symbolic buildings."
"It's so high, I can't see the top of the tower clearly. Is there anyone inside?"
Scotland: "You can go inside Tokyo Tower. It's one of Tokyo's attractions."
"It looks so spectacular. It would be great if one day I could stand on a high place and look down at all the creatures."
Scotland smiled: "There will be a chance."
"Leave."
Scotland greeted.
An You stopped looking around and followed him. After crossing the intersection, there was a more prosperous commercial street.
"Scotland, what is that? It smells so good."
Scotland looked back: "Ah, it's the famous local octopus balls."
What fish balls? I've never heard of them.
Just as I was lost in thought, a box was stuffed into my hand the next second. "Here, try it."
An You: "Hey, something you bought for me."
Scotland: "It seems you really want to eat. If there is anything else you like, I will pay for it for you."
An You was delighted: "Scotland, you are a good person. I am penniless now. If it weren't for you, I would probably just be jealous."
Scotland patted his head, "It's not a big deal. You can tell me anything you want."
While eating, I was thinking to myself, this Scottish guy is so nice, you can get along with him. He really spends his money.
If this happened to their college roommates, let alone giving them money to spend, even just helping to bring them a meal would have them bowing to me like a godfather.
The organization's base is actually a high-rise building. Unlike what one might imagine, it is unexpectedly bright and open. It should be a crowded commercial street, but at this time it is deserted.
Anyou and Scotland came here on foot, intending to get to know Tokyo and experience the new world.
Just a few minutes ago, the bustling streets were completely deserted, with not a single person to be seen or a sound to be heard.
It was desolate and remote, like another dimension. Where were the people here? Had they all gone off work? An You was curious.
Scotland said: "The organization's base is ahead."
An You nodded: "You mean the tallest building? I saw it."
Scotland: "Do you know why the shops around here are empty?"
An You was stunned: "Why?"
Scotland: "Because the organization has taken over this street. This whole area belongs to the organization."
An You was stunned. "He bought them all. How lavish! And in Tokyo, where every inch of land is worth a fortune."
Scotland: “Yes, the wealth of the organization is beyond imagination.”
The two walked side by side. The base looked like it was covered in sunshine from outside, but once they entered, a cold air hit them in the face.
The pitch-black ground reflected the light, and the lights in the base were cold white, shining brightly on people's faces.
An You rubbed his arms. The entire base was very spacious, but the view was not very bright. The corridors were bottomless and it was also terrifyingly quiet. The sound of their footsteps was amplified countless times.
An You walked to a room and looked at the sign above it: "This is the reception room."
"Conference room."
"Interrogation room."
"The archives."
Although it sounded like a useless and ordinary hall, An You did not go in. Not only was she not interested, she was also hesitant to go in.
Each room, set against the backdrop of white light, has a lifeless atmosphere, spotless air, a floor so clean that it is almost reflective, and a solemn and quiet atmosphere.
Only after hearing the name of the information room did An You let go of Scotland's clothes.
"Archives room, can I go in and take a look?"
Scotland: "Of course, but there shouldn't be any important documents."
On the spotlessly clean table, An You found an employee handbook.
It was probably some brainwashing speech, about the core culture of the organization and how positive the organization is.
An You took a look and threw it aside. What attracted his attention most was another piece of paper.
Scotland: "That's a questionnaire. It's a set of questions you'll be asked when you first join the organization to test your loyalty. The examiner is Gin. He's very perceptive and pays close attention to any sign of betrayal."
An You: "Let me see, I can definitely get full marks on this."
Essay: [What is the core culture of the organization?]
The answer was, "Workers have a working spirit. All workers are superior to others. Let us unite and make the organization bigger and stronger! Gin makes money, so the young master will spend it. Bourbon makes money, so the young master will spend it. Vodka makes money, so the young master will spend it. Everyone, let's contribute to the young master's life of luxury."
The reason why Scotland was not mentioned was that he had spent money on himself.
Multiple Choice Question: [If you discovered an undercover agent in your organization, what would be your first reaction? 1. Execute him. 2. Extract useful information and then deliver a fatal blow. 3. Grab the undercover agent by the collar and ask him why he betrayed the organization. 4. Let him go.]
An You added a line of small words, "5. Walk hand in hand with the undercover agent. Whoever lets go first is a dog."
Fill in the blank: [I () sacrificed my life, () betrayed the organization]
An You scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then the answer came to his mind. He filled in, "I have never sacrificed my life. It was all by betraying the organization."
"If it really doesn't work, I'll sacrifice my life during the day and betray the organization at night. No, why should I sacrifice myself? My life is so precious."
"To start over, my elder brother Gin sacrificed his life to help me betray the organization."
He is simply a genius. How can a person be so smart? If he had found someone to take the blame for him, he would have been safe. Big brother's life is not his life.
Finally, there is a big question, case study.
Suppose that female member Xiaoli, because of her romantic feelings, brought in an undercover agent, which infringed upon the interests of the organization. The organization decided to execute her and keep the secret forever. What taboos do you think this member's behavior violated?
"This guy is an idiot. He wasted his life in vain and forgot to betray the existence of the organization."
"Annotation: Be careful next time. Don't get caught. Even if you do, don't admit it. Put all the blame on the man who's undercover, let your lover take the blame and wait for death, while you try to live."
An You looked at the answer that she had finally completed after scribbling and revising it. It was perfect, absolutely perfect.
The birth of a perfect answer sheet has always been so casual.
Finally, I drew a little turtle wearing a black top hat on the paper and finished the questionnaire in boredom.
I threw the pen aside and stared at the folder in a daze, when suddenly footsteps were heard outside the door.
An You stood up, Scotland is back.
Just now, I looked up and found that the room was empty. I was the only one left writing the test paper. I guessed that Scotland had gone out.
He ran all the way to the door and suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh. The other party did not stop and collided with An You who was going out.
An You's nose was numb from being hit. She covered her nose and looked up, only to find that it was not Scotland at all.
The man was wearing a leather jacket, tall and handsome.
He has an angular face with strong features and masculine features, without a trace of soft and graceful lines.
What is striking is that he has a pair of green pupils, like the eyes of some kind of snake, cold and ruthless.
Obviously, this is a handsome guy.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, with this kind of looks, if he were in his old university, he would definitely be a campus celebrity.
An You was stared at by his captivating gaze and forgot the pain for a moment.
"Are you okay?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
