Holding the phone, Vermouth hurried to the organization's most important base in Tokyo. It was still raining, but she didn't even hold an umbrella.

"Hurry up, hurry up and get the data out... cough cough."

"Sir, we have found out. The FBI tracked GIN last night and indirectly found the location of the safe house. They attacked our people this morning and wanted to take A away."

Karasuma Renya's voice was filled with anger, and his words were mixed with rough breaths, like the resentful screams of a three-headed dog from hell: "It's like this again! It's the FBI again! Why is it that the FBI always messes up!"

"What about you? Vermouth, why did you go to see Matsue Shigure in the morning?"

Bermode thought to herself that this was bad. She clenched her fingers and finally lowered her eyes and said, "I just owed Bourbon a favor and promised to help him pass on a message."

"What is Bourbon going to do?!"

"He likes A and just wants to say his last goodbye."

Vermode was somewhat desperate. She felt that these words all sounded like nonsense to Karasuma Renya, but that was the fact.

As expected, Karasuma Renya's voice became even hoarse with anger: "Ridiculous! Do you really think I'm too old to make any judgment?"

Belmode sighed in her heart, walked to the door, and swiped her card to enter the base.

"Welcome." A familiar mechanical voice rang out. Before Bermode could put the card back into her pocket, she felt a hard object against her back.

"I will verify the matter about Bourbon again. Since the plan has gone wrong, we must find a way to make up for it! Before the matter of A is resolved, ahem, you should cooperate with Yule to clear out the personnel in the base."

“…”

"Vermouth? Vermouth! Can you hear me?"

Uh oh.

Bermode turned slowly with her cell phone in hand and met the purple-gray eyes of Morofu Jingguang, who was holding the insured Beretta and smiling at her.

"Sir." The Thousand-Faced Witch said politely, "Please forgive my impoliteness."

She hung up the phone with a snap, then held her phone in her hand and gave a very standard French surrender.

The base was so quiet that it seemed as if there was no one there. The only senior executive who could be considered responsible was waiting for her arrival at the door, but the boss was completely unaware of it. Vermode didn't even need to think about it, as he had the answer in his mind.

Oh my, but it looks like Bourbon is also in the game? I wonder what his position is.

"Yule... or Scotland, or some other unknown gentleman?" She smiled faintly. "I surrender."

"Oh."

Zhu Fu Jingguang scanned the phone she had hung up without hesitation and chuckled.

************

The damaged black Porsche went around countless bends in the mountains and fields, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous metal door before running out of gas.

The door opening mechanism was blocked by dense ivy. Unless one explored inch by inch or knew the answer in advance, there would be no room to open it.

Vodka got out of the car first, holding up a big black umbrella. The raindrops, which had gradually become smaller, were floating in the air, carrying with them the fresh air unique to the mountains and forests.

He took a deep breath subconsciously and relaxed.

Although I don't know why Big Brother brought A here, it must be related to recuperation. Now I see that the air and environment here are first-class.

From a distance, you can see clusters of cherry blossoms that seem to be like clouds.

Gin carried the half-asleep blond young man down and stood under the umbrella held up by Vodka.

Matsue Shigure was completely buried under the loose suit, with only a few messy wisps of light golden hair showing. It seemed a little stuffy. He tried to push up, but was pushed down by Gin's hand. If you listened carefully, you could hear him mumbling curse words.

...Why does it look so much like whack-a-mole?

"Brother." Vodka quickly cleared his mind and lowered his voice, "Is he okay?"

"Don't let your kindness go unchecked."

Gin replied him coldly, walked to the door, and touched the switch with his hand in an awkward manner.

He went in first, and Vodka quickly put away his umbrella and followed in, but was soon stopped by a man in black who appeared out of nowhere.

"Please follow me here."

There was just an ordinary iron door on the outside, but the space inside was exceptionally spacious. There was a faint smell of disinfectant floating in the air, and the corridor, constructed of unknown material, reflected a silvery-white light.

Before Vodka could even react, he was driven into a very small room, searched and all his weapons were removed, even the gold necklace around his neck was taken away.

What's even worse is that he wasn't even given sunglasses!

It was not until now that Vodka vaguely realized that this place seemed to be different from the safe houses he had visited before.

Gin put Matsue Shigure on a chair and allowed the personnel to search him. He said to Vodka, "You guys wait here," and followed the man in black away.

“Big brother!”

Vodka suddenly threw himself against the door, but he couldn't open it no matter what he did.

He sat down on the chair in a daze, twirling his hands awkwardly, and his eyes only calmed down a little when he saw the blond young man resting nearby.

"Wait a little longer, brother will surely be back soon." He whispered, "It looks so uncomfortable to have a fever."

…

Gin went to meet that gentleman.

The killer was only wearing a thin black shirt, with his silver hair draped behind his head. When he saw Karasuma Renya sitting in a wheelchair, he bowed without hesitation: "Sir."

"GIN!" Karasuma Renya saw him cough a few times excitedly, and his dry and rough hands like chicken claws gripped the back of the chair with veins bulging. "What is going on outside now?"

"Everything is still under control."

Gin lowered his eyes and recounted clearly what had happened to him. The wound on his shoulder had not been bandaged yet and looked somewhat miserable.

"Is A sure that he only has the memories of the organization? Will he really not betray?" Karasuma Renya's voice rose, "Vermouth just hung up on me! She also had contact with A!"

Gin said calmly: "Sir, A is just a human being."

——There will be no such thing as betrayal upon seeing mistakes.

Karasuma Renya suddenly started coughing, and the medical staff standing behind him hurried over to pat his back to clear the phlegm. In an instant, the scene became chaotic again, and no one paid any attention to Gin who was standing aside.

Next, orders were issued one after another. The so-called "plan activation" was an action that even Gin had never heard of.

The layers of back-up plans are enough to show how cautious and frustrated Karasuma Renya is.

He could only mobilize his pawns to do various things, but he himself was trapped in a wheelchair, struggling to survive with his frail, dying body.

It can even be said that now even the loss and transfer of chess pieces cannot be known to the player himself in the first place.

Gin was deliberately left aside, and a hint of coldness flashed across his dark green eyes.

What he was loyal to, what he was praying for...

After all the hassles, Gin had been standing there for nearly 20 minutes. He heard Karasuma Renya coldly call him, "Bring A to see me."

"He has a fever and is in a coma."

"Wake up!" Karasuma Renya said bluntly.

Gin's silver eyelashes were frowning, his face remained calm and indifferent, and he replied softly, "Yes."

Wait a minute, now is still...

When the tip of the tongue touches the canine teeth, it seems that one can feel the smell of blood in the mouth, as well as a sweet and astringent taste.

Songjiang Shiyu could hear the system chattering while he was half asleep. He tried his best to keep all the words he wanted to say to the system in his consciousness to avoid the possibility of being exposed by talking nonsense.

System: "Have you slowed down a bit? We have entered Karasuma Renya's territory. You, a genius, put the positioning sticker on your ear!"

As soon as Songjiang Shigure raised his head, his cheeks became sunken.

Matsue Shigure: "...?"

His eyes slowly glanced down and saw Vodka's fingers.

Vodka quickly withdrew his fingers and put them behind his back, as if he was whistling in place.

"Ahahahaha, A, you're awake."

"What are you doing?" Songjiang Shiyu frowned and looked at him as if he was a fool.

Vodka coughed hard: "I just wanted to see if you still have a fever!"

"Get lost!" Songjiang Shigure said crisply, "If your throat hurts, stay away from me."

"Oh..." Vodka turned his back and hid in the corner with a wronged look on his face.

Looks quite well behaved.

The system took a bite of the melon and said vigilantly: "Reject the sugar-coated bullets, dog host, don't be fooled by this brainless appearance."

Songjiang Shiyu rubbed his brows and said, "What can he lie to me about?"

System: "For example, I either want to see if you have a fever or not, or I want to poke your face!"

Songjiang Shigure paused rubbing his brows and said indifferently: "Oh."

System: “Don’t you care?!”

Matsue Shigure: "Is it strange to have a big pervert and a small pervert? Where there is a big brother, there must be a little brother!"

System: “…That makes sense.”

The player and the system exchanged a few rounds of crosstalk, and he felt his mind was much clearer. He opened the comic in his mind and found that the entire comic interface had become a little thinner, as if the opacity had been deliberately increased.

【It’s almost over. 】

Songjiang Shigure sighed in his heart, feeling a little depressed.

Although I have been thinking about leaving the game, I still feel a little reluctant when I really have to leave.

If you think about it carefully, he didn't have many comfortable days in this round... He didn't even get to see the cherry blossoms properly!

What a loss.

The system muttered: "But it looks like it's going smoothly. When the time comes, you just need to contact Matsuda and wait for him to kill the boss, and then we can be free!"

Matsue Shigure: "Oh..."

The boss was dealt with by Matsuda, but he didn't want to join in the fun.

System: "Wow, host, please be happier!"

Matsue Shigure was immersed in a tangled mess of emotions and didn't notice Vodka's furtive glance at him at all.

【A's temper is still as bad as ever, but he looks very sad. 】

[What can I say to make him happy? If my eldest brother is here...]

Vodka thought about it and felt that A didn't seem happy when Gin was around.

He sighed deeply.

The young man's appearance was really outstanding, not much different from the star he admired. The paleness from years of illness did not make him look haggard, but his stern personality created a contrast that was hard to look away from.

Even the words "fuck off" were said in a way that made people completely lose their temper and even want to hear them again.

Vodka didn't know what A did during the days he disappeared. Even when Gin said that A had betrayed the organization, Vodka didn't feel it was real.

[After all, no one can trap him. ]

The young man with a whole sea in his eyes told him brightly to go out and see the cherry blossoms, and even his soul carried the taste of freedom.

"A." Vodka couldn't help but call him, "Are you unhappy?"

"Hmm?" Songjiang Shiyu responded with a nasal sound.

"Is it because you feel bored in the organization all the time..." He gestured, "Because it's boring and depressing, so you are unhappy."

Matsue Shigure didn't understand what Vodka was trying to say, so he asked directly.

"What do you want to say?"

Vodka looked at him frowning again, with a frowning look on his face, and he raised his head awkwardly.

"I just think that since your suspicion has been cleared, the organization will definitely not hold you back in the future. You can go out on missions together. Also, with the organization's ability, it should be easy to heal your leg."

As if choked by his words, the blond young man even lost his frowning expression, leaving only indifference.

"Have you forgotten my identity?" he said sarcastically, "I don't have a code name."

Vodka couldn't help but sweat on his palms: "I... I didn't mean that!"

Oops, he did forget, A he...

Vodka was somewhat dazed as he recalled the first time he knew A.

[“Vodka, did Gin ask you to go to the base to get some information?” Chianti, who was on a mission with them, came over after the mission was over and whispered to him, “Please do me a favor.”

Vodka was confused: "How can I help you with the information? You can go by yourself."

"Tsk, I don't want to meet that guy." Chianti's face instantly turned sour. She looked at the clueless Vodka with a schadenfreude expression that is unique to humans.

——The feeling that if I’m unhappy, I’ll drag you down with me.

"You don't know who you're going to meet yet, do you? The only way to get this level of information in the base is through him."

"who?"

"Anyway, he's a psychopath. If he had scolded you in the past, you could have just ignored him. Or maybe you could have pulled his hood after you got the information and let off some steam. After all, even if he's a cripple, he can't jump up and hit you."

Chianti muttered, "By the way, help me throw this note to him!"

Vodka: "Huh? Code members are prohibited from infighting!"

Chianti rolled his eyes at him: "That guy is not a member of the code name, he is just a tool! If he was not under Rum's command, I would have rolled up my sleeves and beat him up!"

Cohen said: "We only met him once, and the rest of the time we communicated through communication."

Chianti: "Don't tear down my table!!"

Vodka walked away in a daze with the note. When he returned, he found that the note was full of "greetings". It was so vulgar that it made his blood pressure soar at the first glance.

"Isn't this too much? Isn't it better to get along harmoniously?"

Vodka thought about it, and finally took a pen to change the words above, making the "greetings" become a real greeting.

Later, when I actually went there, I found that the man did not have a code name, but only the letter "A" which looked like the test sample number. He was sitting in a wheelchair, wrapped in a hood and a mask, and was very small.

He called him "Gin's driver" and kept mocking his brain, which made Vodka so angry that he threw the note at him.

Then, he heard A pause for a few seconds and then burst out laughing.

"You are really talented." He said. 】

She was as alive as everyone else from the first time we met. Why bother about whether she was a tool or not? Rum was already dead anyway...

Vodka heard him ask, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Vodka shook his head, "I just want you to be happy."

"Are you as happy as when you praised me when we first met?"

He said sternly, "When I get promoted, no...when my eldest brother gets promoted, we can take you over!"

“…”

“…”

Matsue Shigure and the system fell silent together.

There are so many complaints that I don't know where to start.

Matsue Shigure: "I praised him the first time I met him? How come I didn't know I was so kind?"

System: "These two are too perverted. Dog host, let's go back to the red side and tease the students!"

Songjiang Shigure scored a 6-pointer.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, and don't sleep in the middle of the day."

Vodka: “I didn’t sleep.”

"Daydreams are beautiful."

Vodka: "I'm telling the truth!!"

Just as he was about to say something serious, the door opened again and Gin walked in.

"That gentleman wants to see you." He said, "Vodka, go back to the car and wait for me."

Vodka's eyes lit up: "Is that gentleman here too?"

"Don't ask irrelevant questions."

Gin walked to Matsue Shigure, looked at his indifferent expression, and frowned: "Don't want to go?"

"How do you want me to go?" Songjiang Shiyu raised his eyelids.

The gentleman didn't say anything, just left a cold "wake up", obviously he still had some resentment towards Matsue Shigure.

There was no desire for revenge.

Gin leaned down and picked him up again. He grabbed his collar after a brief moment of weightlessness. His energy seemed to have been exhausted, and even his tone revealed fatigue: "Gin."

"The organization's crisis is caused by you." Gin said lightly, "If you don't want to crawl over, just be good."

Shit! Does that old bastard really want him to crawl?

Matsue Shigure rolled his eyes at Karasuma Renya in his heart.

The system's thinking was a bit distorted. He looked like he couldn't bear to watch it: "It's over. If you are exposed, Gin will probably kill you."

Songjiang Shigure lost his dream: "It's okay, I will die quickly."

"Wait, let me talk to Vodka."

Songjiang Shigure waved to Vodka, who was stunned and walked over.

"I suggest you go first." Songjiang Shiyu grabbed his collar and whispered in his ear.

——Otherwise I can’t leave.

Vodka touched his ear: "Huh?"

**************

It was a cloudy day and the rain had stopped. The air was filled with the smell of damp earth. I could hear the bustling noises of merchants preparing their stalls, and I could see balloons that someone had already released.

"Hey, who's that over there? Stop looking around and go on patrol!"

The big man in the blue security uniform waved the tourism flag in his hand and directed teams of security guards to their respective locations.

"Let's go. Today it's our turn to patrol that broken mountain at the very back. There aren't many people going there, but you still watch it so closely every day!"

Jinpei Matsuda mingled among them, with his hat pulled down low. The team member next to him was holding a toothpick in his mouth, looking leisurely.

"Hey, Omura, why are you so bored today?"

Matsuda Jinpei said casually, "Maybe the bad weather has affected my mood a bit."

He looked back and saw that the entrance to Huaji Mountain Scenic Area was crowded with people. Although the weather was not clear yet, everyone was in high spirits.

"It seems like there was an outing celebration today, and a bunch of people came here."

"I don't know what's so good about this broken mountain. They spent so much money to develop only half of it, and they have to patrol it all day. These rich people really have too much free time."

The five-member team chatted as they walked deeper into the scenic area. The area they were patrolling was not an open area in the scenic area. For the safety of tourists, any tourists who accidentally entered had to be driven out in time.

Of course, this is just a superficial reason. In fact, it is a patrol team specially hired by Karasuma Renya to prevent the base from being exposed.

Jinpei Matsuda managed to sneak in wearing a disguise provided by Yukiko Kudo. His hands in his pockets were a little sweaty, and the phone was slippery from holding it.

When they were in a completely deserted place, Jinpei Matsuda took out the police pepper spray from his pocket and sprayed it around with two hisses. Suddenly, the security guards, who were unable to react in time, covered their eyes and faces and screamed.

"Someone is sneaking up on us. Press the alarm! Quickly—!"

The shouting stopped instantly. The curly-haired guy pressed his joints and looked at the security guard who was knocked unconscious by him with a raised eyebrow.

"It's still easier." He muttered softly, searched the alarms and walkie-talkies on everyone, and moved them all to the bushes.

Then he took out his cell phone.

On the phone, there was a small red dot and a small green dot representing his location, only a short distance away.

The two points gradually approached each other, and Matsuda Jinpei seemed to see the blond young man walking towards him, with a contemptuous look on his face as he muttered about why he was moving so slowly.

According to Zero and the others, Matsue is also very active in the organization and has complete control over the organization's database.

A gentle smile flashed in the man's black eyes.

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

[The plan is initially successful, wait for me to bring Songjiang out!]

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