The moon is bright and the sky is cloudless.
On the road from a certain county to Tokyo, a black car, its headlights tearing through the darkness, sped towards Tokyo.
On the side of the road, a blue road sign with a speed limit of 70 flashed by.
Outside the rolled-down window, a pair of slender hands rested on the car door, holding a cigarette:
"Brother, why are we in such a hurry to return to Tokyo?"
Vodka was feeling a little depressed:
"You can definitely stay one night before leaving."
A certain county is very far away from Tokyo. Even if you ride at full speed, it will take more than four hours to get there.
According to past practice, the key members attending the meeting could rest in the villa for one night and set off the next day.
The Boss is also a reasonable person.
Fatigue driving is not allowed.
After the meeting, Vodka thought he could drink two glasses of vodka and have a comfortable night's rest...
As a result, Gin pulled him away from the villa without even having dinner.
"Didn't you hear what the boss said tonight?"
Gin sat on the reclined seat, with his legs crossed and a cold expression on his face:
"Vermouth and the others also want Tequila's vacant position."
"We must not give it up to others!"
"Hmm..."
Vodka steered the wheel, yawned, rubbed his sore eyes and asked:
"But didn't the boss say that as long as Makoto Sakaki kills Miyano Akemi himself, he can become the backbone..."
"You only took it at face value."
Gin took a puff of his cigarette and said:
"The boss's other meaning is that he doesn't trust Sakaki Makoto."
"If Makoto Sakaki doesn't kill Miyano Akemi, we're going to kill him!"
"But he...has known Miyano Akemi for a long time...Damn it!"
Gin punched his thigh and looked very ugly.
Not many people in the organization knew the inside story of that year.
Rum, Vermouth, Pisco, Tequila...
Apart from the boss, these are the only veteran figures left in the organization.
But Pisk was not his man.
He got the information from Tequila, but 17 years ago, Tequila was not a backbone and could only be considered an elite among the lower-level personnel, so he didn't know much.
For example, he had no idea about the relationship between Sakaki Makoto's father, Sakaki Ryunosuke, and Miyano Elena and her husband.
Since the riot, Tequila was promoted out of turn because the organization was short of manpower.
The inequality of information led Gin to make a wrong judgment.
Or maybe it’s because Makoto Sakaki’s acting is just too superb.
Even he didn't see the flaw.
Especially after he was arrested and taken to the police station, Sakaki Makoto defended him in front of the bigwigs of the Metropolitan Police Department, and his words seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, sincere and genuine...
This made him feel that Sakaki Makoto was a talent that he could truly trust and cultivate.
result...
"Brother, why did you pull out your gun?"
Out of the corner of his eye, Vodka noticed Gin's actions.
Gin removed the magazine and was checking his Beretta M92F.
"Test Sakaki Makoto."
The brass bullets were ejected one by one.
Finally, Gin loaded the empty magazine back into the gun, pulled the chamber twice, and made sure there were no bullets in the gun before putting it away.
"But can't he dodge bullets?"
Vodka asked in surprise:
"We have tested it..."
“Mad!”
Gin cursed inwardly, remembering how Vodka had pulled out his Uzi submachine gun and started firing.
Bullets should be saved for enemies and traitors, not used against teammates!
It is not easy to cultivate talents. Why do you, Vodka, always think about bringing harm to your own people?
"I'll be the only one firing the gun this time, don't do anything!"
Gin felt that he needed to give Vodka some advice:
"Did you understand?"
"OK..."
Vodka nodded reluctantly:
"Brother, whatever you say is what it is..."
"Have you contacted Kento Naoi?"
Gin asked again.
Before he left, at around eight o'clock, he called Sakaki Makoto's cell phone, but the call didn't go through. He had no choice but to ask Naoi Kento to pass on the message.
It was eight o'clock in the evening, and Makoto Sakaki should have been at the research institute.
“Yes.”
Vodka yawned again, and it was difficult for him to open his eyes:
"Naoi Kento said Sakaki Makoto's phone was out of battery."
"They are waiting for us at the research institute."
"Stop the car and let me drive."
Noticing Vodka's condition, Gin retracted his long legs that were resting on the center console.
The Porsche 356a was parked on the side of the road.
The two exchanged positions.
No way, Vodka is too sleepy...
Not only did I get up very early today, I also drove for nearly 10 hours and only had lunch.
Whether it is mentally or physically, I can't bear it anymore...
..................
Looking at the cold text message on the phone...
Sakaki Makoto shuddered.
Didn’t you say you would come back tomorrow night?
Why rush back overnight?
Boss Qin, you have no credibility!
"What's wrong?"
In the taxi, Miyano Shiho looked over curiously:
"What happened?"
"Gin said..."
Sakaki Makoto frowned and said:
"He still has half an hour to get to the institute."
"To see me."
"Meeting you at this time?"
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