Bacardi, the unlucky guy who was subconsciously excluded from the whole plan by Tetsuya Kamiya because he talked too much.

It was even said that, just in case and to eliminate interference, the scumbag Tetsuya Kamiya treated him as the red team and tortured him to death.

However, it was precisely because of the many unlucky Bacardis that the forum did not suspect that Tetsuya Kamiya was using them - after all, would ordinary people cheat their own camp?

A certain salty fish that is used by a bunch of black people such as Rum, Bacardi, and Belmode: ovo!

At this time, Gin brought up this qualitative factor that could not be ignored, and Kamiya Tetsuya realized belatedly that he had no plans for Bacardi at all.

Seeing Kamiya Tetsuya's rare expression of disbelief, Gin was speechless for a moment. He twitched his lips and said, "You will forget, right?"

Kamiya Tetsuya: “…Yeah.”

"...No plans?"

"No!" He sounded quite confident.

Gin, who even thought about a joint plan with Yokohama Riyo: "..."

Lao Mo asked a soul-searching question: "Can you still eat it now?"

Kamiya Tetsuya scooped up the Portuguese eggs in his arms and took a bite of one to prove that he could really eat it. He blinked and said, "This must be a big problem."

Gin sneered: "You raised a mad dog yourself, and he will bite you back."

"Yokohama is a very shady place. If he interferes with your plan, you will have to deal with the consequences yourself."

Tetsuya Kamiya said "hmm" as a perfunctory response, and he was thinking about how to deal with Bacardi.

As a marginal character who joined the plot because of him, he does not have many roles in the Bacardi comics, and his movements can only be supplemented from fragmentary plots.

After being knocked unconscious by Angus in the safe house for the first time, Bacardi completely hated the organization.

Without any adjustment, he ran back to Yokohama and started to prepare to kill the BOSS. Kamiya Tetsu didn't pay any attention to all this because he was busy with the red team's affairs.

Looking at the progress now, Bacardi has already assembled the team, and all it needs is to pick a good opportunity to attack - and that is why he has not paid attention to the recent changes within the organization.

Tetsuya Kamiya's original plan was well arranged, and he really wanted to incorporate Bacardi as a stabilizing factor.

But if Bacardi joins forces with Huiyuan Ai and others, he will definitely become the red team to beat him.

Think about the scene: Bacardi leads the guys to a fight as fierce as a tiger, and then takes off the vest - liqueur!

The picture is so beautiful, and the castle dug out by Shedie is also spectacular.

Despite this, Salted Fish thought for a long time and felt that he could tell Bacardi the truth first.

Angus got angry a few days ago, and now it's said that it was actually Tetsuya Kamiya. Even Bacardi would be furious.

Not to mention that he told Gin about the plan. Given Bacardi's personality... he would definitely fight with Gin first.

Kamiya Tetsuya felt like an old parent trying to balance the competition for favors between his children. He simply - had to bear too much!

"Speaking of the person who will pick up Bo, are you sure it's that woman from Mockingbird?" Gin commented, "That woman's brain is full of crap, it seems like she's useless, it's better to let Vodka do it."

Kamiya Tetsuya: "??? Vodka? Are you sure he will mess it up?"

"...Yes." Gin said.

Tetsuya Kamiya: "You hesitate, you hesitate!"

Gin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down to punch her: "She is Rum's confidant."

"You don't need to worry." Kamiya Tetsuya gnawed on a custard pie and squinted his eyes. "She has been in the interrogation team before, and the effect is the best."

Gin saw that he had an idea in mind, so he said patiently: "You solve it yourself. If anything goes wrong, I will help you."

Kamiya Tetsuya said quietly: "Gin, you used to have this attitude towards BOSS놊."

"Scumbag!"

Gin's forehead was bulging with veins, and he raised his gun.

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“Ga ga ga——”

A crow with a small gold pouch around its neck flew out of the apartment window, stumbled in a direction, and scurried away.

Tetsuya Kamiya closed the window, turned around and threw himself onto the soft big bed.

He has nothing to do in the next few days. He just needs to eat, drink and watch videos, thus achieving his goal of early retirement in disguise.

It's great. If it keeps going like this, he can accept it...

As for the documents that have piled up in the past few days, half of them will be given to Gin, and the other half will be dealt with after No. 5's performance is over. It has nothing to do with him.

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Morofu Jingguang knew how long he had been imprisoned. The passage of time in the quiet and pure white room became very slow, like a pool of stagnant water.

Since the negotiation ended, there has been little movement in the room.

Except that a researcher who was masked seriously came in that day and gave him another electric shock, untied his handcuffs, and left him alone in the room.

It seems accurate to say that he is autistic. Every five days or so, I throw some cigarettes in to let him sleep, and at the same time, I also take care of his psychological needs.

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who didn't feel like he had eaten but wasn't hungry at all, laughed...

The original brain patch and the preventive interrogation and torture did not happen, and Morobushi Jingguang even knew that he had not been injected with the so-called brainwashing drug - but looking at the organization's insistence on exchanging waves, it should be that he had not been injected.

It can even be said that because of his constant coma, his mental state has not been greatly damaged, which is completely consistent with the organization's usual brutal methods.

But it was precisely because the treatment was so good that Morofushi Jingguang dared not relax at all.

The organization may have treated him so well because they wanted to exchange hostages. Normally, they should have tried to force him to tell them information about the public security, squeezed out all his value, and finally sent him out half-dead - this is the right thing to do.

Why do you just throw him into the cold violence?

When Zhu Fu Jingguang was awake, he thought more and more about it. The original anger was suppressed in his heart, making his brain strangely clear.

He was interrogated because the energy invested and the value gained were equal. The one-year gap when he was abroad was enough for the organization to spend energy on him.

Or maybe it's - focus your energy on other people.

Morofushi Jingguang stared at the black screen above his head, and couldn't help but use his hoarse voice to try to summon the members of the organization again, no matter who they were.

Of course, to no avail.

He seemed to be trapped on an isolated island, surrounded by sea and with nowhere to go.

The other existence he was concerned about was sunk to the bottom of the sea, leaving him nowhere to find it.

The frail young man leaned against the bed, his face pale. He murmured, "Senior..."

"You must not get into trouble."

At this moment, the white door suddenly opened, and a beautiful woman in a tight leather jacket and a long straight-calf braided pigtail pushed the door open and walked in.

She greeted Zhu Fu Jingguang carelessly: "Hello, Scotland, you still look so handsome. If there is a chance in the future... let's have sex?"

"Mockingbird." Morobushi Jingguang sat up straight with a vigilant look on his face. "Are you a member of the intelligence team?"

Years ago, Morobushi Kagemitsu's counterpart in Yokohama was Mockingbird, who was Rum's subordinate and a loyal member of the organization.

The mockingbird smiled and said, "In this year, are you still going to allow me to develop in all aspects?"

She leaned against the door and waved the key in her hand: "If your legs are not broken, get up and go out."

Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously retracted his steps: "Where to?"

"Scotland...oh, I'd rather call you Inspector General." Mockingbird muttered, "This is more exciting--"

She dragged out the last syllable of her voice, and looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang, she looked like a rich woman seeing a puppy, her eyes shining.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's consciousness shuddered, he didn't want to know what the so-called excitement was at all.