Sakaki Makoto, who was smoking, was stunned for a moment and looked at Gin.
Gin glanced at Vermouth coldly, and instead of answering her question, he said:
"Why are you so late?"
"Can't I take care of some personal matters?"
With her arms folded, Vermouth chuckled and walked gracefully, her high heels clicking and her black stockings rubbing against each other. She slowly walked to the desk, reached out and took the cigarette that Gin was holding in his mouth, and took a puff:
"What did the Boss tell you?"
Sakaki Makoto and Vodka could not help but open their eyes wide, prick up their ears, and the fire of gossip ignited in their hearts.
They both suspected the relationship between Gin and Vermouth from the beginning, especially Vodka, who had heard the phrase "mixing a martini" with his own ears. At first, Vodka didn't understand what mixing a martini meant, but later he looked up the information and found out...
Spicy vermouth and gin mixed together make the king of cocktails - the Martini.
The most peculiar thing is...
A martini requires 1.5 ounces of gin, while vermouth only requires 0.5 ounces. In other words...
2 Martinis = 3 ounces of gin + 1 ounce of vermouth.
It’s terrifying when you think about it.
Old ginger is still spicy.
As if noticing the gossiping gazes of the two, Gin glanced over. Sakaki Makoto, who reacted quickly, hurriedly buried his head in smoking. Vodka, who was a little slow, was stared at and felt extremely embarrassed.
"GIN, you would never hide these things from me in the past."
Vermouth doesn't care what others think of her, and always does what she wants:
"Even if you don't tell me what the Boss said, you have to tell me the goal and plan of this mission, right?"
"Let's wait until Chianti and Cohen arrive."
Now he would tell Vermouth about the plan, and he would have to tell Chianti Cohen again later. Gin was too lazy to waste his breath. He looked at the time and said expressionlessly:
"They should be here soon."
Vermouth smiled noncommittally, put out the cigarette with red lipstick marks on it in the ashtray in front of Gin, and stood up to sit in the corner. Calvados followed immediately like a guardian angel, carrying a tennis bag, and never said a word from beginning to end.
Sometimes Sakaki Makoto even suspected that he was a mute or a wooden man, without a heart of his own.
squeak!
At this moment, the roar of a V10 engine was heard from downstairs. Makoto Sakaki knew it was the sound from the Dodge Viper. He had seen this car before, Chianti's car.
The office was silent until crisp footsteps sounded in the corridor. Then Chianti, dressed in a tight suit, pushed open the door and shouted loudly:
"Hey, GIN, what's the mission this time?"
It was the same people who attended the meeting last time, but the difference was that the goal of this temporary emergency task had been changed.
Seeing that all the members were present, Gin sat up and said in a deep voice:
"Last night, three investigators sent by the organization discovered Shuichi Akai's movements. He was hiding in Beika Central Hospital. Unfortunately, as soon as the investigators reported back, they were discovered by the FBI members on guard. A gunfight broke out, and as a result, two of our people were seriously injured and one was slightly injured. The casualties of the FBI are unknown."
From the very beginning, Gin never expected to let the three investigators kill Shuichi Akai. He just sent these people out to gather information. As a result, his professional quality was not up to standard, and his high-profile actions aroused the vigilance of the FBI, causing unnecessary losses.
Because of this incident, Gin was in a bad mood. The Black Organization's youth training program was never very good. Although the backbone members were strong, there were few mainstays. When the lower-level brothers were sent to do things, the missions often failed, so Gin had to do it himself.
Sakaki Makoto and the others all looked solemn as they listened to Gin's plan.
"Akai Hideichi's life is really great!"
Mad Chianti shrieked:
"He was injured so badly, he must be recuperating in the hospital. If that's the case, let's just go to each hospital one by one to look for him. I don't believe we can't find him!"
"And then walked himself into the FBI's ambush?"
Vermouth leaned against the wall, crossed her legs, her high heels hanging on her toes and swaying slightly, and said calmly:
"Chianti, your proposal will put the organization in a desperate situation."
Chianti raised her eyebrows and got angry. She didn't like Vermouth. She was 50 years old, but she didn't look old at all. On the contrary, she looked younger and more beautiful than her...
Which woman wouldn’t envy that?
Before Chianti could refute, Gin stopped the internal dispute:
"Okay, Boss has made a decision on this matter. The organization has also cultivated a group of talents over the years. Among them is a member who is very good at infiltration. He is loyal and reliable. He was recruited into the organization by Boss himself. His name is Kusuda Rikumichi. The investigation of the major hospitals will be handed over to him and Vermouth."
Upon hearing that it was someone sent by the Boss, Chianti immediately kept silent and stopped expressing his opinion.
"The second mission is to stop Domon Yasuhiro's election campaign."
Gin paused and said:
"According to the intelligence the organization has currently obtained, Domon Yasuhiru has set up a support group. All of his election matters, such as publicity, speech arrangements, and program interviews, are handled by the support group. If we want to target the support group, we need someone who can do this."
Everyone looked at each other and thought of one person at the same time.
That’s right, it’s Rena Mizunashi.
The core structure of the Black Organization is very complete. The backbone members each have their own duties and corresponding responsibilities. For example, in the media aspect, the backbone trained by the organization is Rena Mizunashi.
but....
At present, Rena Mizunashi's identity is under suspicion by the organization. In order to avoid exposing the location of the new research institute, Gin did not notify her to attend the meeting.
But apart from her, the Black Organization really can't find another host with a prominent reputation in the media industry.
There's no other way. A low-key organization like theirs would never focus on the media industry. If they have the free time, wouldn't it be nice to plan two more robberies?
"Kiyr's help is indispensable to stop Domon Yasunari's election campaign."
Gin frowned and thought for a moment, then said:
"How about this, you guys go back and wait for orders. I'll make a decision on the specific plan after I talk to her."
"There are still 17 days until the election."
Before leaving the office, Vermouth suddenly turned around and said:
"Time is running out. If we can't get Domon Yasuteru to give up the election within 17 days, we must execute the assassination plan. We must act quickly."
Gin watched everyone leave expressionlessly, then took out his cell phone and dialed Rena Mizunashi's number.
When they got downstairs, Sakaki Makoto, who didn't drive, wanted to ask Vermouth or Chianti to give him a ride. He was thicker-skinned than a city wall and was capable of doing such a thing. However, before he could open his mouth, the Dodge Viper hummed and drove away leaving a trail of exhaust.
In desperation, Sakaki Makoto had to look at Vermouth...
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