Chapter 52 Chapter 52 I’m definitely not here to look for Ling Ling…
When Olga really wants to disappear for a while, she has her own way.
Olga, facing Vermouth's questioning, rarely felt impatient or angry. She raised her hand to stop a taxi.
After getting in the car, the driver, who was exceptionally friendly, asked Olga, "Hello. Where are you going?"
After a while, Olga didn't respond, but the driver didn't get impatient. Perhaps thinking she didn't understand Japanese, he asked again in halting English with a heavy accent: "Where are you going?"
Olga was still thinking about the hotels in Tokyo when Vermouth, who was on the other end of the line, heard the noise and raised her voice, "Palace Hotel Tokyo! Come to me now, immediately!"
Olga couldn't help but move the phone closer to her ear. "Please, speak softly. There's nothing wrong with my hearing."
She repeated the address to the driver. Since it was in English, it was unclear whether he understood. Olga sat calmly in the back seat, watching the street scenes pass by quickly outside the window while she listened absentmindedly to Vermouth's continued chatter on the phone.
Why don't you just hang up the phone?
Perhaps it was because of loneliness. Olga reluctantly admitted that Bourbon had been in Japan for the past six months, and Vermouth had also been in Japan most of the time, and she was indeed feeling bored.
"I'm loud?" Vermouth almost laughed in anger. "Arthas, you came to Japan without permission. Let's not talk about that gentleman for now. Rum—"
"I'm not defecting. What's wrong with me coming to Japan for a stroll? I just didn't report it." Although it was a bit boring, Olga really didn't like to be scolded.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Vermouth suddenly asked Olga: "Are you here to see Bourbon?"
Olga: “Huh?”
Regardless of Olga's answer, it sounded like Vermouth had already taken it so. She sighed, and her tone returned to her usual lazy and casual tone:
"I don't care what you're planning to do, but there's going to be a big move in the organization these next two days, so you'd better stay away."
Olga was stunned: "What big move?" Why hadn't she heard of it?
Vermouth: "If you behave yourself for two days, I'll tell you."
Olga: “…”
Even Olga herself had to admit that Vermouth could always accurately grasp her pain points.
*
When Olga arrived at the hotel, Vermouth had already booked a room for her - right next door to Vermouth.
There was even a door in the wall between the two suites! Although it wasn't normally opened, Olga still found it a bit jarring.
"Why do I have to live here?" Olga wrinkled her nose.
At that time, she was in the living room of the Vermouth Suite, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room she could see the night view of the entire Tokyo.
Vermouth was very direct: "To monitor you."
"Tsk." There was nothing interesting to see after looking at the night view for a while longer. Olga sat down at the bar with her cheeks puffed out, reaching out to grab the red wine on the bar.
Vermouth grabbed the bottle of Alsace wine and said, "No drinking allowed for those under 21."
"Then it's unsightly for you to walk around in front of minors wrapped in a bath towel!" Olga was unhappy.
“Oh~” Vermouth crossed her legs and sat on the chair next to Olga, leisurely pouring herself a glass of red wine. “It seems that you will only obey when Bourbon tells you to.”
Olga: “…”
The room became quiet again. Olga and Vermouth disliked each other and had nothing in common.
Olga stood up, and the chair rubbed against the thick carpet without making a sound.
"Since I've already checked in here to prove I'm still alive, I'll leave first." Olga couldn't stay even a minute longer.
"Hmm." Vermouth was still shaking her red wine glass, her eyes reflecting the flickering night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Vermouth didn't turn around, but said in that annoying tone: "Bourbon will pass by Xinqiao Station tomorrow."
Olga took a deep breath and said, "I told you I'm not here to find Boben!"
Vermouth: “Oh~”
Olga: “…”
Olga slammed the door.
It was not until Olga left that the playful expression on Vermouth's face disappeared completely, replaced by a cold and stern look.
She quietly lit a cigarette, but did not smoke it. She just let the cigarette become shorter and shorter, letting the white smoke dissipate in the air.
After a long time, she put out the almost burnt cigarette in the ashtray beside her.
Vermouth naturally didn't want Olga to go to Bourbon. She wished Olga would stay as far away from Bourbon as possible - that guy was too cunning and dangerous, and he was very scheming. Vermouth didn't think Olga could beat him with her little brain.
Although Bourbon's grief after Olga fell into the sea and disappeared was real and not fake, Vermouth felt that he was very dangerous, especially to Olga.
But... Vermouth stood up, letting the towel fall to the ground. She walked to the bathroom and stepped into the bathtub that was already filled with water.
However, instead of letting Olga wander around Tokyo aimlessly and get into trouble, it would be better to let her go to Bourbon. At least Bourbon can keep an eye on her.
After all, Rum is in Tokyo now.
*
Olga didn't think she came to Japan specifically to find Bourbon, and she didn't need Vermouth to tell her where Bourbon was. After all—
Just as Vermouth can always locate Olga, Olga can always grasp the location of Toru Amuro.
However, Vermouth was able to locate successfully because of Olga's consent, and Olga was able to locate... Amuro Toru himself probably didn't know.
Watching the small dot representing the target location on the phone screen getting closer and closer to her, Olga, who had changed her appearance, hid behind a pillar of the station again.
She definitely didn't come here specifically to see Toru Amuro, absolutely not! It was simply because that Vermouth kept nagging her that she reluctantly gave in to her request. After all, she hated Bourbon so much.
Bourbon appeared, and with him were two other men.
Olga nearly fainted when she saw this. What was the boss thinking? Had his brain finally gone as mad as Rum's?
Olga blinked and blinked again, not even daring to believe what she saw.
A second later, she decisively lowered the brim of her hat and hid in a more secluded place.
Olga had never known before that this secret and important mission, which kept Toru Amuro busy for nearly half a year, was carried out by the combination of "Bourbon + Rye + Scotch Whisky".
What is this combination?
This organization is going to be finished!
Olga thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why the boss would arrange and put together such a small team full of undercover agents.
That's right, they were all undercover. Although Boss and Rum rejected Olga's judgment, Olga still insisted that the four people, including Kiel, were all undercover. However, she never mentioned Bourbon in her report.
After a while, Olga finally understood why she didn't know the details of this mission.
The boss understands Olga's character well enough, so he wouldn't tell her directly, "Now I'm going to reuse the person you thought was an undercover agent, after all, I don't trust your judgment at all." It's foreseeable that Olga would have a tantrum after finding out.
Now...
Olga leaned against the pillar and took a deep breath. With trembling hands, she took out the medicine bottle from her pocket, poured out two pills and swallowed them.
For her, the emotion of "anger" has no lag.
*
There were not many people in the station at this time.
When Olga finally calmed down a little, she quietly peeked out.
Bourbon was nowhere to be found; Rye was loudly scolding a little boy and girl who had appeared here out of nowhere; Scotland was standing silently by with his guitar bag on his back.
They were too far away, and since everyone was speaking Japanese, Olga could only barely hear the black-haired girl, who was probably around her age, crying out, "Xiu-ge," which was probably how it was pronounced. Then, Lei turned and left.
"Brother Xiu"?
Is that Lei's real name?
Olga's Japanese is not very good, so she can only put this doubt in her heart for the time being.
After Lei left angrily, the little black-haired girl continued to cry. Her crying was not loud, but she sounded extremely aggrieved.
Then, Olga saw Scotland pull out a bass guitar from his guitar bag and start teaching the little girl how to play.
Although it was just a simple scale, the little girl soon burst into laughter.
Tsk, isn't this quite good at coaxing a child? Olga watched coldly, and the moment Scotland's gaze fell on her, she quickly hid.
"Big brother, is there anything over there?" asked the black-haired girl.
Zhu Fu Jingguang retracted his gaze, relaxed his frown, and his expression remained gentle: "Nothing, maybe I saw it wrong."
*
After a while, Bourbon and Ley came back one after another.
Olga saw Lei handed a ticket to the black-haired girl, then bent down and said something to her in an unfriendly tone.
Then, the three adults turned and left, leaving only a little black-haired girl standing there in a daze.
Olga thought the little black-haired girl was about the same age as her, but her height was... Olga, now 13 years old, was 5.5 feet tall. The little black-haired girl looked about the same age as Olga, but half a head shorter than her, about 5.2 feet.
Olga did not follow Bourbon and the others, but waited until they were far away and then came to the side of the black-haired girl.
"What's your name?" Olga tried her best to correct her Japanese accent.
Someone suddenly spoke nearby, startling the black-haired girl. Then, she distanced herself from Olga with a wary look in her eyes. "Who are you?"
He suddenly showed up and started talking to me in a familiar manner, which looked very suspicious.
"My name is Cornelia." Olga smiled and winked at the black-haired girl. "The one who just left——"
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