That's a really good question.
James Blake's expression went blank for a moment.
He thought seriously for a long time, his eyes falling on the few photos of Johnny.
The scene in the photo is somewhere very dark, with a warm yellow light in the corner. Against the black background, it creates a mysterious and wonderful atmosphere.
The subject of the picture was not Johnny English, but the man sitting next to him - James recognized him. This man was also in the FBI database and was the boss of a leading family in a certain region of Italy. Sitting next to him was a member of the organization codenamed "Johnny English".
As Shuichi Akai said, in this photo, only half of the other person's face is revealed.
Theoretically, even if only half of the face is shown, the experienced FBI can infer a lot from it. However, the photo is too dim, so they can only confirm the information they already have.
James Blake thought, his eyes falling on one of the photos.
Akai Shuichi's eyebrows twitched and his eyes followed suit.
He was a young man with black hair and green eyes. The young man with long black hair paused, feeling that he looked familiar.
He looked up at his boss.
"This person..."
The white-haired boss looked back and nodded solemnly.
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada thought of Rambo Bovino.
When he saw the boy with green eyes and black curly hair, he thought of his younger brother in another world.
I don't know how Rambo is doing these days.
The tenth generation of the Vongola family, who was used to protecting his father, was a little worried. After all, although the child looked a lot older, he was still a little crybaby. When the news of his death was passed back, who knew how much he would cry.
But I'm sorry, I can't come and kiss and hug you to comfort you for the time being.
Thinking of the boy who could not stand the slightest injustice and liked to rush into his arms for comfort, the Godfather couldn't help but soften his brows.
With a hidden sense of guilt in his heart, he reached out his hand to the boy huddled in the slums.
"Will you come with me?"
He leaned down, blocking most of the light for the dirty-looking child, and asked with a gentle look.
“…”
The other person was holding an ugly rag doll and looked at him hesitantly.
At this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi had already established his foothold in Italy, followed by the lower-level personnel of the organization, who also came from Italy. Seeing this, they were very fierce and were about to step forward to pick up the shameless kid.
It was Sawada Tsunayoshi who stopped the other party.
He was always very patient with children and waited for a long while before he heard the other party mutter.
"Do you need me?" asked the black-haired, green-eyed boy.
He seemed to know clearly what attracted him to Mr. Godfather. His green eyes reflected the light and accurately reflected the voice of Mr. Godfather who was leaning over.
Sawada Tsunayoshi laughed.
"Yes, I need you," he said softly, "but I think you also want a warm house, healthy meals, and maybe an amusement park and a park square?"
I don't know what he was thinking about, he asked again.
"Will you eat me?"
This was a very childish question. Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled but did not answer it perfunctorily.
"No, I won't eat you," he said after a moment's hesitation. "You look a lot like my brother. Maybe that's why I want to take care of you."
So the boy with black hair and green eyes exhaled and carefully placed his hand on the godfather's hand.
Later, this child also joined the organization. After the member of the organization who followed Tsunayoshi Sawada "betrayed" - or, in other words, defected because his undercover identity was exposed, he was given the code name "Martinez" and stayed with Tsunayoshi Sawada as a bodyguard sent by the organization.
"But, I didn't expect that this guy was also an undercover agent."
In the United States, in the ward, a big man in a black suit sighed and said.
Only then did Sawada Tsunayoshi retract his gaze and look at the other person.
This is also a member of the organization, a man codenamed Vodka.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was very familiar with him - he was Gin's younger brother. When he first joined the organization, he spent a long time with him and Gin.
He blinked, and Vodka tactfully found a pillow and tucked it behind his back, then picked up an apple and began to peel it for him.
The Godfather lowered his eyes, looking very fragile and beautiful.
Vodka sighed inwardly.
"It's okay." Although the other party's status is higher than his, because he was also Gin's younger brother, Vodka has a strange sympathy for this young man with a fierce reputation. "Martinez is just an accident. That little ungrateful bastard is not worth your sadness."
He paused, thinking the words sounded familiar.
"Is that so?" Sawada Tsunayoshi also thought this sentence sounded familiar. Of course, he also thought this was not an accident, and gave an example, "Quentin was also an undercover agent before."
This refers to the members of the organization before Martinez.
Vodka also realized why it sounded familiar - because before that guy defected, he also comforted Johnny in the same way.
At least Vodka, who looked very honest, stopped talking. He glanced at the young man who lowered his eyes and seemed a little hurt, then lowered his head and began to diligently peel an apple for Johnny.
This youngest brother (? ? ) under Gin even had the childishness to style himself like a rabbit, which looks really adorable.
In fact, Tsunayoshi Sawada was just thinking whether there were a little too many undercover agents in this brewery, and he was not secretly depressed: OVO?
He took the rabbit from Vodka's loving hands and thanked him hesitantly.
"Thank you...Would you like to eat with us?"
The code member wearing sunglasses had an almost loving smile on his face.
Therefore, when Gin returned to the room, he saw the idiot who was backstabbed and his little brothers sitting together eating rabbit apples.
The scene was so stupid that he almost closed the door and reopened it subconsciously.
Fortunately, his reason stopped him from doing this. Thinking of Johnny who was always too natural at times, he suddenly felt that the scene had become natural again.
Gin: ...
The gloomy Big Brother walked straight up to the two fools.
Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his head and looked up at the other person from bottom to top.
I always feel that Gin is in a bad mood... Is it because there is a traitor in the organization?
Mr. Godfather thought, after all, Gin was different from the fake guy like him who was taking advantage of the situation. He was a reliable main force of the organization, an absolute workaholic, and a man who supported most of the organization's achievements alone.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sit up straight.
Gin looked at him gloomily for a moment.
"Where's that guy?" he asked.
In this case, he was of course asking Martinez.
Sawada Tsunayoshi thought for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Where did you find me?"
It was a simple question, and Vodka knew it—they found each other on the top floor of the hotel where Tsunayoshi Sawada was staying.
The young man who had always been at ease at that time was now covered with scars. He sat alone on the edge of the rooftop, looking like a useless loser who had nowhere else to go and could only jump.
I don’t know about Gin, but Vodka even slowed down his breathing at that time.
As a result, the guy was holding something in his hand and waving it. When he turned around and saw them, he didn't show any anger at being suddenly stabbed in the back, and he even smiled.
Then he almost fell headfirst.
Thinking of this, the vodka bottle suddenly got stuck. He thought of a possibility and was suddenly terrified.
- If Johnny Winger had known that Martinez would betray him, would Martinez have been able to escape from the clutches of this terrible guy who controlled most of Italy?
If you think so, then why did Johnny Winger climb to the rooftop and what was that thing he threw in his hand?
Vodka glanced at his eldest brother's expression, swallowed, and spoke with his eldest brother's tacit consent.
"You...you wouldn't have ground Martinez's bones into dust, would you? What you threw on the rooftop that day...were his ashes?"
Hiss... No matter how approachable he looks, he is a man who climbed to the top in just two or three years.
Vodka was already wondering if he had offended the other party.
Tsunayoshi Sawada never expected that Vodka would think of this.
He glanced at the man who looked very honest, and felt that although the other party was a reliable man (mother) who could cut bunny apples, he was still a member of the organization at this time.
He actually thought of grinding the betrayer's bones and scattering his ashes from the rooftop of the hotel... How could he have such a horrible idea!
Reborn wouldn't do that!
Ah, maybe not actually...
Feeling that if he continued thinking like this, hell would lie ahead, Sawada Tsunayoshi coughed and drew his attention back.
He responded vaguely and saw his elder brother, who was staring at him gloomily, look away with satisfaction.
...The Black Organization is so terrifying.
But there was nothing more to say at this point. Gin impatiently finished the job for the guy who seemed to have no interest in the rest of the process. Vodka, who had just developed a fear of Johnny's beating, followed Gin to help.
The young man held his chin with one hand, watching Vodka busying around Gin, and suddenly felt a little sad.
His thoughts flashed back to the child who had strapped bombs all over his body and said he would die with him.
It was obviously him who was holding the gun, and he was also the one who said such cruel words that we would die together, but the expression of the boy who looked 80% like his younger brother was extremely ugly.
The young man, who had not yet recovered from the bad news of being backstabbed by an undercover agent again, looked at the face that seemed to be about to cry and couldn't help but sigh.
【“Really?” Flames ignited in his hands, gently blocking all actions of the opponent.
Tsunayoshi Sawada was already so close to the boy that he could even feel his rapid breathing.
He raised one hand and gently touched Martinez's face.
The person his men touched was the child he had raised with his own hands. He had worked so hard to raise the child into a chubby child, but now it seemed that he had to say goodbye to him.
"I told you I won't eat you."】
"Huh? What did you say?" Vodka turned around.
The brown-haired young man sat on the bed, supporting his chin with one hand. The sunlight outside the window outlined his bright features. He had a slight smile on his face, which made him think of the phrase "God so loves the world".
Even though he knew that there was such a sinful soul hidden under this skin, Vodka was briefly dazed.
Until he heard the other party speak.
"I'm talking about this. Take me with you." The young man, who felt guilty for letting the undercover go, softened his tone and pointed to the mission intelligence beside the bed - a newspaper auction, and said in a coquettish tone, "I want a pair of emerald cuffs."
——At least it looks like Rambo’s eyes.
Vodka looked in the direction the other person was pointing and saw a news report in the newspaper about a certain wealthy man who announced that he would turn his ashes into gems. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
...Although he knew that Johnny might be a little perverted, he didn't expect it to be so perverted... He actually wanted to use Martinez's ashes to make cufflinks =o=!
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