The Rebellion of Inheritance - Mason Wheatley 17
"How is it?" The strange woman's soft body tightly wrapped around Curacao, and she exhaled like a orchid. "You hate this feeling, don't you?"
Naturally, Curacao was struggling with suffocation. She seemed to hear footsteps and the sound of the door slowly closing. Ishii Kazuki stood in the blind spot, watching this scene which could be called a murder scene.
"But as long as you are in the organization," Tong Xiangwang's arm was like a noose. Curacao tried to resist several times but failed. As her consciousness floated up and down, her words were her last connection with reality. "You will always be like this...killing and being killed. From birth to death, you are just a small chess piece..."
"Remember it quickly..." Tongxiang Wang looked at Curacao lovingly. Ishii Kazuki stared at all this quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. "It's not that you are not afraid of killing people, you are numb. It's not that you don't want the sun, you are escaping."
"But it doesn't matter. You know who can help you. Go and try to find that person," Curacao woke up in the dark night. Her soft fingers touched her neck again. There was nothing on it. It was as white and smooth as ever. "Good boy."
She didn't try to sleep again.
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"Curaçao," when Curacao finished washing up and returned to the training base, she unexpectedly ran into Amuro Toru. The other party had obviously just finished shooting training, and the shower gel washed away the smell of gunpowder. When he saw her, he showed a friendly smile, "Good morning."
The two missions still helped to establish a friendly relationship. "Amuro," Curacao nodded as a greeting, "Congratulations," she thought for a moment and added, "Mescal has recommended you. You only need to successfully complete a few more missions and you can become a code member within two years."
Although in the original novel, both Furuya Rei and Morobushi Keimitsu relied on themselves to successfully obtain code names two years later, Furuya Rei, who now knows nothing, is still very happy to be valued by Mescal, after all, it can increase the source of intelligence, but Rum...
Thinking of this, Fūya Rei changed the subject, "But as for Rum..." He looked like a worker who was afraid of being bullied by his boss, "He and Mescal don't have a good relationship..."
Curacao glanced at him casually and said, "Don't worry about it. He won't make things difficult for you." At most, he will review the information you sent a few more times. "Just work normally."
"That..." Furiya Rei asked tentatively. He had a hunch that although Curacao looked normal now, it gave people a feeling of uncertainty. "Why is the relationship between rum and mescal..."
Curacao stared silently at Amuro Toru's business smile, "Nineteen years ago, Rum's negligence killed Mescal's father," she replied indifferently, "Do your job well, Amuro." Don't get involved in their affairs.
"A rat turned the organization upside down. Just when the intelligence was about to be delivered," Vermouth shook the wine glass in her hand. The bright color was like the lips of a beautiful woman. She raised the glass to the model worker of the winery. "Mescal's father, who was Mescal's son-in-law at the time, successfully discovered the rat and was killed together with others under the bomb set by the other party.
"You missed the chance again, Gin." Vermouth drank the contents of the glass in one gulp and kicked the man's calf with the tip of her shoe. “What a pity.”
"You come up with the game today," Mason said, sitting in front of the computer, with a happy smile on his lips, "Okay?"
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