Scotland watched the watch waiting for Johnny's return.
The young man who kept checking his phone was like a bored cat fiddling with the electronic products of a biped. When he accidentally turned to TV and saw a news report about a fire somewhere, his heart skipped a beat.
"Wow," Chianti, who was very friendly when he wasn't crazy, leaned over and whistled when he saw the burning building. "Isn't this the organization's laboratory?"
He just said...wait, what is this?
Scotland looked at the female sniper who seemed to be enjoying the show, and could not hide his shock.
"Why, you don't know?"
Perhaps because he had just finished a job, Chianti was in a good mood. Seeing this new colleague who was always protected by Johnny in such a state, he did not yell "waste" in anger, but explained patiently, "This is the organization's laboratory. Boss Gin took me here last time."
Having said this, the sniper, who didn't seem to be very smart, paused and uttered a "shit".
"Wait wait wait, is Boss Gin here today too?" She turned around and called her partner, "Cohen, come and see, is Boss Gin here today?"
Logically, they don't know where Gin is when they are not on a mission.
But there is vodka next to Gin.
Of course, having Vodka is not a big deal, and generally speaking, Vodka will not reveal the location of the big brother. But Vodka is not only Vodka, but also a little brother of Gin. He is also a CP fan leader who loves Gin x Johnny.
Chianti is just the opposite of him...that is, she is a fan of Johnnie Walker x Gin.
——Of course, Chianti doesn’t have the strong food production and brain-replenishing ability of vodka, but the two of them often quarrel over whether to respect the piano or the piano.
Therefore, whenever he encounters a CP that he can get but cannot give it out immediately, Vodka always gives Chianti a portion first, which makes his opponent so angry that he jumps up and down, and only feels satisfied after cursing him like a primary school student.
Cohen, who often watched the two argue, said he didn't know who between Vodka and Chianti hadn't graduated from elementary school.
(Chianti: "Of course not, I graduated from junior high school!")
In short, although it was just a forced glance, Cohen still recognized that the place where the fire was was where Vodka sent gin and Johnny received the back, and he nodded silently.
Chianti snatched the phone from Scotland and said "ha" with great joy.
"This is a big deal!" she said happily.
Scotland: ...
The young man with black hair and blue eyes looked at his colleague from the winery hesitantly, and after hesitating for a long time, he just shook his head.
Forget it, there’s no hope (not really).
Unlike Chianti, who was enthusiastic about the boss's suffering, Scotch was actually more worried about his boss than Gin.
While the two snipers were whispering together, he lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and then edited a text message and sent it out.
When I raised my head, I was stared at by two pairs of shining eyes (Cohen: I don’t have those).
"Hey, you can be trusted by a monster like Johnny Winga, so you must be able to do other things besides shooting bullets, right?" Chianti poked him with a sniper rifle happily, "Come on, Vodka said that Boss Gin and Johnny Winga are trapped underground, let's help unify the organization!"
Scotland:?
The black-haired young man looked behind the overly excited woman with a bit of confusion.
Cohen coughed.
"Although Vodka's original words were to suppress the gangsters of the organization... well, it makes no difference." He reviewed it briefly, felt that his thinking was correct, and nodded to Scotland, "Anyway, that's it."
Scotland: ...
Even though he has been with these two guys with strange mindsets for a long time, Scotland would still put on a mask of pain with a smile when interacting with them.
"However," the woman with beautiful patterns on the corners of her eyes stepped onto the rooftop, her short skirt, which she rarely wore, fluttering in the wind. She approached Scotland, who was smiling kindly, and slightly narrowed her eyes. She held the sniper in her arms and lifted the other's chin with her other hand as if teasing him.
But the words she said had nothing to do with ambiguity. She just stared at Scotland for a long while and asked solemnly, "You...are you an undercover agent?"
As soon as the word "undercover" came out, it seemed as if the wind on the rooftop stopped for a moment.
Cohen frowned, but before he could say anything, Chianti, who had seen through him, turned around and glared at him.
"Don't talk nonsense." She said impatiently, "If we want to let this guy get involved in the next thing, we must confirm this. If he is a cop, the organization will be finished!"
——Even though she said that, at the end, her tone was mixed with some excitement when she mentioned Gin's accident.
They are indeed a bunch of lunatics.
All the scenery is thought about.
He closed his eyes, clearing his mind of chaotic thoughts, and when he opened his eyes again, a dark light flashed in his sharp blue pupils, and he faced the orange-haired sniper without fear.
"Huh, what are you talking about?" Although he was smiling, both Chianti and Cohen could clearly sense that the guy in front of them seemed to have become a different person, revealing his fangs behind his friendly appearance.
Scotland tilted his head in a gentle manner, his tone unquestionable.
"Even if Johnny is undercover, I'm not that kind of person," he said with a smile. "All cops should die."
In such a stressful situation, Chianti could even feel goosebumps appearing on his skin.
While rubbing her arms, she withdrew her hand that was hooking Scotland's chin as if nothing had happened and laughed.
"You're right." She stopped smiling and looked frighteningly serious. "Then come with me."
Chianti turned around and muttered wildly "that guy", "damn it", "go to hell" and other words that could only be said by someone with a deep hatred for the other party. He then turned around and took Cohen and Scotland down the building.
The swallowtail butterfly at the corner of the orange-haired woman's eye spread its wings and was about to fly. Scotland held the text message that he had almost sent in his hand, and pressed the send button based on the impression in his mind. He looked up at Chianti, his expression particularly serious in the darkness.
Something big has definitely happened.
He closed his eyes, trying not to be pessimistic and think about the worst possible outcome.
——But Johnny's words and expression before they left kept lingering in his mind, making him unable to help but think of the worst side of things.
Stay safe, Johnny, and...Sawada-senpai.
…
Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes.
He actually regretted the moment he said "He's just a liar".
But no one knows who he is talking about, nor does anyone know why he said that. Even if he tries to refute it, there is no way to refute it. It is better to keep silent and pretend that nothing happened.
But these words made Gin couldn't help but look at him.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pulled himself out of his temporary, strange emotions and met the eyes of the silver-haired young man, feeling subtly guilty.
——After all, to Gin, he is also a "liar".
But it's not really a surprise, he can even think with a smile, isn't it normal for a big liar master to teach a small liar apprentice?
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the pale face of the brown-haired young man.
But this smile seemed to anger Karasuma Renya.
It is said that when a man is about to die, his words are good. Karasuma Renya felt his vitality slipping away. Seeing that the culprit could still smile under his provocation, he felt unspeakable anger rising in his heart.
"I'm almost dead." He said quietly, his turbid yellow eyes fixed on Sawada Tsunayoshi, "But do you think I'm going to die like this?"
Almost at the moment he finished speaking, the sound of text messages flooded into the ears of several people present.
——But whether it was Sawada Tsunayoshi, Gin, or even Rum who fell on the ground, their cell phones were taken away before they saw the crow.
Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and met Vodka's eyes, who was clinging to the door frame and frantically packing up his phone, with a look of panic on his face.
Although covered by sunglasses, the other person's expression of surprise, almost fear, can still be easily recognized.
Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, and this simple action frightened Vodka so much that he stood at attention and reported nervously.
"I, I received a text message from Boss saying there was an undercover agent in the organization, so I came to Johnny to get you and Big Brother!"
In the panic, Gin's name was even placed behind Sawada Tsunayoshi's.
The Godfather and Gin didn't care about this kind of thing. They looked at each other, and the latter snorted coldly and snatched the phone that Vodka had contributed.
Gin read the phone quickly with a gloomy face and threw it over. Sawada Tsunayoshi caught the phone in a panic and didn't let it fall to the ground. His pupils shrank slightly when he saw the contents clearly.
【Emergency Plan 3 is activated.】
Emergency 3 means there is an undercover agent in the organization.
To be honest, this is not a big problem. After all, undercover agents in the organization are caught every other day (eh, is this something you can say?), but the weird thing is not that the undercover agent activated the emergency case, but that the source of the message was the email address belonging to Karasuma Renya.
Even Vodka, who had rarely seen the Boss but knew that the typical symbol of the Boss was a crow-shaped mask, couldn't help but set his eyes on Karasuma Renya.
Seeing this, Karasuma Renya put on a mysterious smile.
"Don't look at me like that," he said softly. "That's not my order."
He didn't even seem to know the content of the message, but just looking at the change in Johnny's expression, he couldn't help feeling happy.
The crow laughed “ho ho” and the light in its pupils gradually faded as it lost its vitality.
Sawada Tsunayoshi clenched his fists.
"If it's not you, then who is it?" he asked as calmly as he could.
Karasuma Renya just laughed.
"How would I know? I don't know anything. Aren't I trapped here by you?" he said. "I'm almost dead. You and Gin have locked me here. What would I know? I don't even know what the information in your hand says. I'm just an old man who is dying."
"But I know everything, too. Johnny, my boy, what do you think I am?"
"The boss of the organization? The head of the wealthy family? No, none of them." He said softly, with some contempt for the young child and a subtle sympathy for Johnny, "I am just a representative of our class."
——The head of the most powerful family in Japan said this with an indescribable pride in his mourning.
Many fragments flashed through Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind, including the word "expectation" that the "father" in this body said on the other end of the phone three years ago, the banquet of wealthy politicians he saw on the cruise ship of the Toizawa family, and finally, the words that Miyano Shiho complained about.
[A politician's son will become a politician, and a bank president's son will become a bank president.*]
But after hearing this, the head of the Toizawa family actually clapped his hands and laughed.
——If only it were just that.
He said this with a smile, jokingly.
Something flashed through Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind like lightning. He took two quick steps forward and grabbed Crow by the collar.
"What do you mean? The organization has an undercover agent in the police department?" Sawada Tsunayoshi deduced based on his memories, "No, not just an ordinary undercover agent, but definitely a high-level one..."
——Otherwise, the warning would not have been issued at such a coincidental time.
Karasuma Renya was not overwhelmed by the Godfather's anger.
In this posture, the corners of his lips curved up, looking extremely weird.
"Well, who knows?" he said, still chuckling. "But which came first, the chicken or the egg? Johnny Winger, my boy, you've got to think it over carefully first."
- Did the organization come first and then the high-ranking undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department or somewhere else appeared, or did these elite politicians and plutocrats come first and then the organization came into being?
The crow opened his eyes wide, and after asking the last question, he gave a weird smile.
"It doesn't matter." His voice was already as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and he announced in a thin voice, "When I die, my Bermode will take the "will" I drafted and recognize you as the next leader of the organization."
——Although this was originally prepared for himself after he took over Johnny's body, after all, "Karasumaru Renya" died after the body change. In order for himself to inherit his legacy, Karasuma Renya made a lot of preparations.
Of course, he also prepared a backup plan.
At the critical moment, the old crow, who was cautious as he should be, prepared a small device. With a light touch, even in an area with no signal at all, his Belmode would still receive his signal and change the plan. He would kill Johnny first and then continue his dream.
But now he thought, it would be good to be able to use it.
——At least this way, Johnny Lengjia will never be able to return to the light.
Karasuma Renya has lived for many years. When he was young, he was a well-known figure in the economic and political fields. Over the years, among other things, he has mastered the skill of reading people.
So after seeing Johnny get the award, he already knew what kind of kid this was.
Warmth and brightness are the flames burning in the darkness and the sky high in the pitch-black night. Even a guy like Gin can tolerate it.
But he belongs to the day after all, and it is good that he temporarily steps into darkness just like the rotation of day and night, so that he can accommodate the creatures of the night, sneak the light of the day into the night, let the cold moon hang forever in the sky, and bring light to the creatures of the night.
But what if he were to be turned into eternal night?
Will the pitch-black sky continue to embrace everything in the darkness, or will it be swallowed up by the night?
Karasuma Renya is about to die, and his ambition and his immortality are destined to be just a dream.
But if he could push a person like Johnny English into darkness before he died, wouldn't that also be leaving a bold mark on the last page of his life?
He laughed "ho ho" and swept his cloudy eyes over everything in front of him, finally looking down unwillingly.
Dark red blood flowed across his chest and dripped onto the ground along the electric wheelchair.
Karasuma Renya had a satisfied and strange smile on his face, his head tilted, and he lost consciousness.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up straight.
He closed his eyes and exhaled a foul breath. Karasuma Renya was clearly dead, but his super intuition was still beating, indicating that the danger was not over.
Something is about to happen.
No, he thought, could anything be worse than this?
The Godfather turned around and saw Vodka looking dumbfounded.
Under his gaze, the man's fat body trembled and then lowered his head.
"Bo...Boss."
He surrendered.
…
“Wow.”
Hurrying to the rescue scene, taking Gin's orders as a token of authority - although she herself didn't want to listen to Gin's orders and even wished that the guy was buried deep underground - Chianti covered her wireless headset with a slightly changed expression.
Scot was worried about the safety of his boss, and now he couldn't contact the other two members of the Whiskey Team. So although he looked stern, he couldn't hide his worried look.
Until Chianti came over with a subtle look on his face and held out his hand...
Scotland, who was accidentally hooked on the chin by this female gangster (not really), stared at her warily.
Chianti made a "tsk".
"Don't worry." Knowing that this guy was loyal to Johnny Earngar, Chianti was considerate for once, and then he said sourly, "Not only don't you have to worry about Johnny Earngar, you've also become rich, you know?"
Scotland: Huh?
Seeing him suddenly stunned, Chianti felt the nameless fire in his heart burning even more fiercely.
She turned around several times in annoyance, and when Scotland was about to ignore her and leave, she reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
"I mean, you've become successful." She stared into Scotland's blue eyes, trying to find something in those eyes as clear as the deep sea. "Boss is dead."
Hearing these words, Zhu Fu Jingguang was shocked.
Although I knew that something big must have happened in the organization, it turned out that the boss of the organization, who I had never met, had passed away...
He was shocked in his heart and had the same expression on his face.
"Wait, then who will be the next boss?"
Combined with the speech under the Chianti lemon tree, Scotland suddenly had a terrible inference in his mind.
The female sniper with a swallowtail butterfly tattoo on the corner of her eye glared at him and stomped her left foot on the ground.
"Are you showing off? Damn, you must be showing off!" She bit the nail of her left thumb and fell into an indescribable frenzy. "You are showing off in front of me. Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you!"
Scotland: ...
The people in the organization are really crazy (again).
He had no choice but to look for help to Cohen who was following closely behind him.
Cohen, who was tall and usually looked much calmer than Chianti, who would get agitated at any time, nodded and accepted his inquiry.
Scotland felt slightly relieved and waited for the other party's response.
Unexpectedly, Cohen thought for a while with a paralyzed face and asked the same question as Chianti.
"show off."
Scotland: “?”
Cohen: “Are you showing off?”
The man paused and said reluctantly, "Are you showing off that your direct supervisor has become the boss now?" ????? ???? ??? !!
Scotland's pupils trembled, and the first thing he thought of was the book "This Thing" written by his great predecessor, and then he shook his head.
He desperately wanted to contact Johnny Lingjia, but as before, the other party's phone was out of service area.
Chianti saw his expression and for some reason was even more convinced that he was showing off. Cohen, who was a little calmer, pulled her away angrily and vented her mania on someone else.
After a brief shock, Scotland fell into great worry.
If he was indeed the member "Scotland" of the organization, he should be ecstatic now because his boss has been promoted to the top boss, and he will surely become an important figure in the organization with the added rule of Johnny.
But in addition to the shock he felt when he first heard the news, what also came to his mind was that after all, both he and Johnny Yingjia were undercover agents of the Japanese public security before becoming members of the winery.
The path of being an undercover agent is inherently different from that of ordinary people.
Compared with the glorious future of the "professional group" in the eyes of the public, the undercover has almost one in a hundred outstanding qualities, but lives a life that cannot be seen in the light.
Undercover agents are constantly facing danger and suffering from inner turmoil and questioning - no one knows their real names, no one knows their true identities. Even Scotland, who has been in the organization for a long time, will doubt himself from time to time over time.
——Who is he? Is he in the dark or in the light? Is he Morobushi Jingguang? If so, why is he, as a policeman, carrying out the tasks of a criminal organization, helping the organization to expand and grow, and aiding the evildoers in their evil deeds?
Is he from Scotland? If so, why did he pass on information to the police as a member of the organization? Why did he often feel great pain when harvesting names? Why did he want to reach out and embrace the light when he was in the dark, even though he was pierced by the light and his body was covered with scales?
Now, Johnny has been recruited by his former undercover police officer to become the leader of the organization.
...What did you do and what were you thinking about?
Morofu Jingguang closed his eyes, thinking of the pale and nervous look of his predecessor when they parted, and the shock was replaced by great worry.
If only I could meet him earlier, Morofushi Kagemitsu thought, I could meet my senior earlier and ask him what happened.
——However, he never got this opportunity.
…
…
[Wow, it was a blast today, did you know that? ]
【What what? Where? 】
[It's right next to Beika-cho, right? The noise is quite loud. 】
[It is said that a pharmaceutical company exploded... I don't understand, what in medicine can explode? ]
[Medicine... This isn't a medical problem (eyes drift).]
[My cousin's uncle's younger brother's eldest nephew's wife's third uncle worked as a cleaner there. It can only be said that it is not an ordinary pharmaceutical company. Apart from other things, everyone knows that the explosion place is underground, right? But there is more than one floor underground. ]
【Hmmmm? ? 】
[An insider probed and said that this is indeed the case. The current preliminary judgment is that it involves hei. ]
[Hmm, it sounds exciting? ]
[I bet on a Koda duck and it must have been involved... I happened to see someone coming out of it when I passed by there this afternoon. That scene, wow, I will never forget it in my life.]
[Can you elaborate on this above? Just a quick chat? ]
[I've said too much. I've followed the network cable to find out. I can only say that I don't know which group's boss was locked up. When I passed by, the gangster boss just came out... That scene, wow, was comparable to the scene when the former head of the Yamazui Group was released from prison.]
[It’s so funny that the former leader of the Shanzui group is out of jail. Don’t talk nonsense about things you don’t understand, kids (laughing, jpg).]
[Are you kidding me?] The refuted layer master angrily typed on the keyboard, [I can guarantee that it is definitely a gangster boss! It’s not me eating shit live!]
There was another group of people below making a fuss, and the host angrily refuted it, trying to describe the shocking scene he had seen.
But no matter how he described it, it didn't sound right. He could only pull out his camera in anger, and was shocked when he uploaded the photos he had secretly taken.
He looked at the secretly taken photo. Although it was not the best angle, it still reminded him of his past.
This floor owner was a news follower. After learning that an explosion had occurred in a pharmaceutical company and that there were very few reports about this incident on the Internet, he of course smelled something and hurriedly chased after it.
Whether it was unexpected or expected, there were few news media at the scene of the incident, and there were almost no ambulances or anything. The owner, who had first-class hiding skills, sneaked around for a long time and quickly confirmed the identities of these guys in black suits based on his own experience - Mafia.
In Japan, although mafia is legal, in the eyes of many ordinary Japanese citizens, they are still not to be messed with.
When he was young, Mr. Floormaster also had the idea of joining the Mafia, but before the idea could take root, he was scared away by the story of a classmate who was involved in gangsterism and ended up dying a violent death.
However, the dreams of youth are always tempting. Even if he is destined not to be a gangster, he still has some understanding of various Japanese organizations.
Therefore, it was quickly recognized that this group of guys were definitely gangsters.
Apart from anything else, the irritable and yelling woman was definitely one of the leaders, and she and her seemingly taciturn companion, as well as another black-haired, blue-eyed guy, were his targets at first sight. The last one was even overly sensitive and seemed to have glanced in his direction.
But things had come to this point and he had to continue watching, so he squatted down, and while hesitating whether to evacuate, he saw these guys quickly form two teams.
A hole was opened at the suspected explosion site, and the men in black suits who had been busy just now stood in two rows to greet them in a well-trained manner, making people wonder what kind of vicious character would appear.
The floor master held his breath and waited for a while. Each breath seemed to take a long time. After a long time like a century had passed, he finally waited for someone to come.
The first person to appear was a young man with brown hair.
Compared to the men in black suits whose muscles were so bulging that they looked like they would tear their clothes at any moment, this brown-haired young man looked much thinner, probably about the same size as a normal person, or even a little thinner.
His expression was very cold. He wore a black suit and a cloak of the same color. The corners of his robe fluttered as if they were on fire, and he had an aura of majesty without even being angry.
He couldn't help but hold his breath.
Even though he looked very imposing, the brown-haired young man looked too out of place in this place surrounded by tattooed men in black suits.
Compared to him, the man in a black suit who followed closely behind him was more in line with the world's imagination of the evil "mafia".
Walking behind him on the left was a silver-haired young man wearing a hat. Even from such a distance, Mr. Floormaster could still feel the strong sense of oppression coming from the other person. To use the words that young people like to say, this person has the aura of "having seen blood" and "having more than one life on his hands."
The brown-haired young man also seemed startled by the scene in front of him. His face showed an expression of surprise mixed with subtle confusion, and it seemed that he said something to the guy behind him - because they were too far away and could not feel the undercurrents between the gangsters, the boss even thought that the former was acting coquettishly with the latter.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he shook his head, feeling that he must have been poisoned by his girlfriend's strange novels recently, and then he stared in that direction more intently.
——He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the brown-haired young man’s eyes seemed to have glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
After standing still, the silver-haired man in the black hat waved his hand, and the other short and stocky villain took out a pack of unopened cigarettes from somewhere and handed it to the other party. But after a while, the man started puffing smoke, and the atmosphere around him became much more relaxed.
As for the brown-haired man, it was unclear what he was saying to him. His expression was still cold, but a little softer.
The floor master stared at them and saw the brown-haired young man lower his head and smile sheepishly.
When the ice and snow begin to melt, the first ray of sunlight in winter shines on the ice, reflecting beautiful light.
He couldn't help but raise his hand to take a photo. When he looked up again, he saw the black-haired young man he had just met standing in front of him with a stern face.
Layer owner: ...
After handing in the memory card, he was driven out of the area where the Heishen Society was with a lingering fear. Holding the camera, the man exhaled, turned around and found that the Heishen Society was also preparing to leave.
No one paid attention to him. He suddenly waved his hand and took a picture in that direction without looking at the camera.
The brown-haired leader of the Heishan Club was bending over to get into the luxury car. The golden pendant on his black robe was swaying slightly, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.
This picture does not capture the man's front view, but it does capture half of his face.
In the light reflected by the golden chain and the pendant, the young man's full appearance but still handsome curved chin was permanently captured in his camera. Even many years later, he still took it out and talked about it with his children and grandchildren.
——This is the photo your father/grandfather took at the risk of his life!
Of course, he still felt some regret in his heart.
After all, the other photo that was deleted because of the black color of the black hair was the one that made him most satisfied in terms of both composition and color.
It was the one of the brown-haired man meeting the other blonde woman.
He didn't see the woman's front, but just from looking at her from the back, he could tell that she must be a beautiful lady with wavy blonde hair.
Such a beautiful woman, wearing high heels that were estimated to be 9 cm high, walked to the side of the brown-haired young man who was talking to the silver-haired man.
She had a folder of some kind in her arms, but it was of no importance at the moment.
The blond beauty looked at the opposite side for a while, then bent slightly towards the brown-haired young man.
The red lips were imprinted on the brown-haired young man's thumb, symbolizing submission and trust.
The sunlight just happened to cut the two people apart. The hunched woman stood in the shadows, while the brown-haired young man stood where the sunlight was shining. He had a cold expression and his pupils drooped slightly, with an indescribable holiness in him.
——It was like a coronation.
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't know that the scene of him being welcomed by Vermode was recorded with someone's eyes.
Of course he noticed this little white rabbit who somehow managed to sneak in among the ruthless members of the organization, but he also saw Scotland walking past, so he felt relieved and didn't need to pay any more attention to him.
What he needs to worry about now is that he was forced to become the boss of the organization.
Not only Gin, but Vermouth also came to join in the fun in full view of everyone.
Originally, Rum's death left only him and Gin, which would have made other people in the organization suspicious of the fact that "Johnny was trusted by the boss and was identified as the next boss." However, when Vermouth arrived with the "Suicide Note" signed by the boss himself, these doubts were put to rest.
He and Gin already had their own power within the organization, and their biggest competitor, Rum, had been left underground forever. Even if some of his people still wanted to investigate the matter, there were more who were thinking about surrendering.
Therefore, it was not difficult for him to successfully become the boss of the organization.
But this is weird.
Tsunayoshi Sawada stroked the petrified pacifier and complained in his heart.
How could this not be strange? He is an undercover agent of the Japanese Public Security Bureau. Now he has really become the boss of an organization with countless undercover agents...Reality is really not a light novel! What kind of third-rate author wrote this real story to play a trick on people!
But even though he was complaining like this, Sawada Tsunayoshi still used some of his rationality to think about the current situation and what to do next.
It's good that he was forced to take the lead, but if he wants to refuse, there are ways around it.
But the problem now is that we can’t.
Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes, and the words and strange expression of Karasuma Renya when she died echoed in his mind.
The Karasuma family is already one of the largest families in Japan. Compared to pure financial or political connections, the Karasuma family's power is deeply rooted in various fields. Although it may not be as good as the most outstanding families in their respective fields in a single aspect, when it comes to comprehensive strength, it is an existence that makes everyone deeply jealous.
The winery organization under Karasuma Renya is based on the existence of such a huge entity as the Karasuma family. As the leader, Karasuma Renya absorbs nutrients provided by such a family and organization every minute. However, such a Karasuma Renya is nothing more than a pawn.
——Compared to the other small chess pieces, it is more important.
The words Karasuma Renya said before his death frightened Sawada Tsunayoshi, and the text message from someone unknown also made him feel jealous... So, what should he do?
Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind was a mess.
He was still having a slight fever, and after going through so much, he should have a deep sleep for three days and three nights before thinking about these things.
But he found it difficult to relax. When he thought that there was someone lurking in the dark, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.
Sawada Tsunayoshi sat on the bed with a painful look on his face. When he heard the door open, his expression instantly changed and he retracted his gaze.
The only person who could have entered his temporary room so unreasonably was Gin.
The Godfather exhaled and looked a little more relaxed.
"It's you, Gin." He leaned back and pressed his brows. "What's the matter?"
Gin walked up to him and looked down at him.
Because this
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