Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Xiu, Shura Field?
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the next day.
Mo Shiyu slept until 11 o'clock.
As if he heard some noise, he opened his eyes sleepily, sat up in a daze, and the quilt on his body slipped off.
There was the sound of water in the bathroom. His body tensed for a moment, then he immediately recalled yesterday's adventure. Then he quickly relaxed and yawned.
The bathroom door opened and Shuichi Akai walked out.
His hair was wet and water was dripping down. He must have washed his face. His pair of dark blue eyes quietly looked at Mo Shiyu who was sitting on the bed.
Mo Shiyu looked at the long-haired and elegant version of Akai Shuichi, "Are you awake?"
Akai Shuichi hummed softly.
He nodded very obediently, and Mo Shiyu was actually quite fooled by his words, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"Sir, I don't know if you remember that I bumped into you last night."
He said, apologizing halfheartedly, "Since your injuries weren't serious, I took the initiative to bring you back. How are you feeling now?"
When Shuichi Akai heard what he said, he thought, is he pretending to be stupid?
He clearly saw the gunshot wound.
Akai Shuichi said, "I'm fine, just a little dizzy."
Mo Shiyu got out of bed, walked over, and casually fastened the loosened belt of his yukata. He raised his fingers to examine the wound on his forehead. "Maybe he has a concussion. It's better to go to the hospital for an X-ray."
Akai Shuichi lowered his eyes, and when Valentine came closer he said, "My name is Moroboshi Dai."
Hearing this, Mo Shiyu raised his eyes and made eye contact with the other person for a moment.
Shuichi Akai was originally designed with cold white skin in the comics, which made his dark circles appear darker, but also gave him a more delicate look that ambiguous his gender. His dark blue eyes were like a beautiful and deep lake, as if they were going to drown people in it.
They looked at each other for a moment, and Mo Shiyu first looked away, turning his gaze to the wound on his forehead.
He didn't choose to give his name out of courtesy, but said, "Mr. Zhuxing, please rest assured. If you plan to go to the hospital, I will cover all the expenses."
Akai Shuichi raised an eyebrow in his heart and continued to play dumb.
It seemed that Valentin didn't want to meddle in other people's business and just wanted him to leave quickly.
What a lazy bottle of wine.
If the person he was trying to scam was Gin, he would have been shot long ago. But even after Valentine realized something was wrong, he still acted like that. His laziness was really impressive.
"No, this accident is mainly my fault." Akai Shuichi shook his head. "I should be the one compensating you - is your car damaged? McLarens are not easy to repair."
Mo Shiyu was startled, then curled his lips, "Oh...how did you know my car is a McLaren? I guess you didn't have time to see the license plate last night."
Akai Shuichi explained calmly, "I was born with better dynamic vision, so I just noticed it."
"Dynamic vision... I see." Mo Shiyu arched his brows. "Please wait for me a moment. Once I'm done washing up, I'll take you to the hospital."
He turned around and walked to the bathroom.
Seeing him leave, Akai Shuichi turned around, glanced with his dark blue eyes, and took in the situation in the room calmly. He quickly paused at a certain place in the room.
The clothes that Valentine had taken off yesterday were now thrown on the ground in a mess.
Akai Shuichi's gaze lingered on it for a few seconds.
From the United States to Japan, Valentine seems to have always lived in high-end hotels.
On the one hand, he has too much money but nowhere to spend it. On the other hand, it probably also implies that he has no sense of belonging anywhere.
I would rather wander than settle down.
Shuichi Akai noticed the outline of a pistol under the hidden pocket of his black windbreaker. It was obscured by the pile of fabric and was not very obvious. An ordinary person would probably just think it was a keychain or something.
"What are you looking at?" A voice suddenly sounded behind me.
Shuichi Akai turned around and saw a young man with long smoky gray hair leaning half of his body out of the bathroom, looking at him expressionlessly with a somewhat cold look in his eyes.
Akai Shuichi took a step away from the clothes and raised his hands to indicate that he had no other intentions. "I just saw the clothes on the ground. I wanted to ask if you want to put them in the dirty clothes basket."
Mo Shiyu's smoky gray eyes were like ice. He glanced at the clothes and saw the outline of the gun that was not very conspicuous under the clothes. After a moment, he laughed, "You saw it."
He walked out of the bathroom, a Beretta 92F in his hand, pointing it at Akai Shuichi, "If you hadn't noticed, I would have let you go. Unfortunately, you're too smart."
Akai Shuichi's expression was calm, "It seems you can distinguish the gunshot wounds on my body."
"Of course." Mo Shiyu's lips curved up, and the arc of his eyes revealed a dangerous and flowing look. "Do you know who I am?"
"have no idea."
"That's right, a killer from NKU." Mo Shiyu said softly.
He reported the disguised identity of Shuichi Akai, and he checked it out while working overtime last night.
NKU is a fairly large assassin organization in the Middle East. Dai Moroboshi is an A-level assassin in it. It seems that due to the change of power, he is being hunted by people in the same organization.
"You were cornered and desperate, so you crashed into my car. But you didn't realize I was also a desperate criminal with blood on my hands."
Mo Shiyu finished explaining the FBI's elaborate fabricated background and asked, "How is it? Am I right?"
Akai Shuichi lowered his eyes silently, "Yes."
"Your master has abandoned you." Mo Shiyu walked over and gently pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against the long-haired man's chest. "You will die soon, stray dog."
Akai Shuichi lowered his eyes, and looked at him steadily with his pair of deep dark green eyes.
"You won't attack me?" Mo Shiyu raised his eyes and silently curled the corners of his lips, "Kill me and take my weapon, then you should be able to live for a while longer.
"But you saved me and healed my injuries." Akai Shuichi said, "I don't want to kill you."
"It's better to die in your hands than in theirs," he said.
Mo Shiyu slowly smiled, "I like your answer."
"Join my organization, killer." Mo Shiyu extended his hand. His voice, already hoarse, was even more alluring now. However, because he lacked any emotion, it seemed cold in contrast. "Killing for someone is not killing. At least here. The reward will satisfy you."
The undercover shook his hand back, "Okay."
Mo Shiyu let out a breath in his heart.
Mr. Undercover, he really took great pains to recruit you in a logical way.
***
The emotionless Valentine went through the undercover interview process, and after completing it all, he contacted Toru Amuro first.
He was afraid that the blond undercover agent had been killed by Gin, but Toru Amuro seemed to be doing well.
"Valentin, good morning." Walking into the cafe, seeing Mo Shiyu sitting inside, Toru Amuro greeted him softly.
"Good morning." Mo Shiyu raised his head and examined the man from head to toe. After confirming that he didn't see any injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How have you been lately?"
"Lately?" Amuro Toru asked, a little puzzled. "Pretty much fine. Except for being a little nervous about the exam."
It seemed that the proud Gin was too disdainful to bother with a little Karami without a code name. He relaxed his frown slightly and said soothingly, "Why are you so nervous? You've been through it once. Just treat it normally."
"Then your assessment will begin tonight," said Mo Shiyu. "It's on the plane. Kill the target, avoid suspicion, and get off the plane safely and on time. Then Bourbon will be yours."
Amuro Toru nodded seriously.
They boarded the plane at night. Mo Shiyu bought the tickets. Since his goal was to travel in economy class, he also bought two economy class tickets this time.
He bought a round-trip ticket in one go, after all, he had to come back after finishing his work.
Mo Shiyu was waiting in line at the airport to check in, taking out his notebook to write his report. Amuro Toru was too busy to do anything, so he went to buy a long toblerone chocolate bar. He broke off a piece and handed it to Mo Shiyu, who took it and ate it in one gulp.
“…So sweet.”
Amuro Toru originally thought that Mo Shiyu meant that it was delicious, but seeing his frowning expression, it seemed that was not the case, so he asked, "Is this a compliment?"
Mo Shiyu shook his head painfully, "Of course not. Not being sweet is the highest honor for a dessert."
Toru Amuro, "..." He discovered that Valentine was Chinese!
Laptops cannot be used on the plane, so Toru Amuro got up to check, while Mo Shiyu was waiting in his seat, feeling drowsy.
As soon as Toru Amuro came back from a trip to the playground, he saw someone secretly taking pictures of his examiner.
Valentin didn't even open his eyes. Seeing that he seemed to be about to fall asleep, the man took a few photos and then had the courage to sit next to Valentin and let him lean on him.
Such a hot beauty, I want to take her home.
Amuro Toru walked forward and politely tapped the other person's shoulder. When the other person turned around, he showed a kind smile and said, "Sir, this is my seat, and please stop sexually harassing my friend."
"What..." The man's face flushed red, but before he could say anything, Amuro Toru had already taken his phone away and deleted the photos inside. "Is that the end?"
The man glared at him fiercely, then stood up and left in shame before anyone around him looked over.
Mo Shiyu half-opened his eyes, his smoky-gray pupils filled with a dark light. He turned his face to the side, raised the corner of his lips sleepily, and said, "Thank you."
Amuro Toru asked the flight attendant for a blanket, draped it over Mo Shiyu, lowered the height of the seat, and sighed softly, "No thanks, this is what I should do."
What should he do if his examiner is so likable?
As soon as the back of the chair was lowered, Valentine immediately stretched his body, turned over to him, and buried his chin in the blanket, looking extremely comfortable.
The seats in the economy class were close together, and when Mo Shiyu turned over, the distance between them suddenly shortened to a distance that seemed tentative and somewhat intimate.
"Amuro-kun," he said softly with a smile, "I wish you all the best."
Toru Amuro looked at him and thought that this person, who was admired by countless people in the organization, indeed possessed unparalleled charm.
An hour later, the plane arrived at its destination and the target of the mission was dead in his seat.
Just as Mo Shiyu expected, Toru Amuro completed his mission perfectly.
On the way back, Toru Amuro drove his Mazda RX to send Mo Shiyu off. He looked a little tense. No matter whether the person he killed was a bad guy or not, it always felt bad to kill someone.
But finally got the code name.
Mo Shiyu contacted the surviving candidate Arthur, and the three met at the organization's base.
He announced it in the presence of the organization.
"In view of Toru Amuro's outstanding performance during the assessment, his composure, and his impressive professionalism, I hereby announce that he will be awarded the codename 'Bourbon'."
After saying that, Mo Shiyu clapped his hands first, his eyebrows curved, "Congratulations, you have become the first new code name member of the organization this year."
Toru Amuro naturally thanked him.
Arthur didn't look disappointed. He had anticipated this outcome. Although he didn't know who would get the codename, it certainly wouldn't be him, so he wasn't upset. "Congratulations, Amuro-kun, and thank you examiner Valentine for your patient guidance. I will train myself and keep working hard."
Mo Shiyu looked at him, smiled and nodded, "Well, come on."
***
Mo Shiyu entered Toru Amuro's name and code name into the organization's internal system, and took him to the base's personnel department to go through the regularization process. Everything went smoothly.
"Oh right." Mo Shiyu nodded suddenly. "There's another new person I want to bring into the organization. Should I handle the formalities here as well?"
The clerk nodded, "Yes."
Amuro Toru was stunned, "Valentin, besides me, do you have any other newcomers?"
Mo Shiyu explained to him, "I picked him up on the roadside. He's quite skilled. I think he might be able to get a code name soon."
...picked up?
Amuro Toru wondered if this was reasonable.
Picking up a powerful character who is qualified to be a code name on the roadside, how could such a coincidence happen in the world!
However, just as he was about to raise his doubts, he saw that when Valentin mentioned that person, his smoky-gray eyebrows were slightly bent, and his expression was particularly gentle, with a hazy feeling like ink painting.
Amuro Toru was stunned and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Valentin had shown a similar gentle expression when he was with him, a look completely different from the way he looked at other people in the organization.
Toru Amuro thought this was a special treatment.
But a guy who suddenly appeared here easily gained similar favor from Valentine.
Toru Amuro knew that it was useless to refute, so he stopped talking and remained quiet, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
If he is familiar with modern relationships between men and women, he will know that what he feels at this moment is -
Maybe it was like thinking that she was the only one for him, but it turned out that he was just a fish in Valentine's pond.
Mo Shiyu quickly entered Zhu Xingda's identity. He completed two tasks at once.
Most of the people in the base are low-level employees without code names. They treat Amuro Toru with great respect, and even have a sense of testing the new master's temper.
Many people were relieved when they discovered that Toru Amuro (at least on the surface) had a very peaceful personality.
This shows how terrible the class distinctions in an organization are.
"According to the rules, I'm supposed to be your guide for the next period of time," Mo Shiyu suddenly said, his tone somewhat hesitant. "However, I don't have much time lately..."
He thought for a moment, "One month later, contact me again in one month, okay?"
If Gin keeps a distance from Toru Amuro during this month, he should be able to forget about him...
Amuro Toru blinked. He was keenly aware of something amiss, but he didn't ask. He just took Valentine's embarrassment and hesitation into account and said, "Okay."
***
After leaving the base, Toru Amuro's expression had completely calmed down. He had only achieved a small goal, and there was still a long way to go.
What he should do now is to continue to build a good relationship with Valentine and use his network to climb up.
Toru Amuro still drove Mo Shiyu back.
When the car stopped at the hotel where Mo Shiyu was staying, Toru Amuro saw a man with long black hair standing at the door and walking towards him. When Mo Shiyu got out of the car, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and gave him a light hug.
"Are you waiting for me?"
"Yeah." Akai Shuichi, "You came back a little late."
The blond undercover agent in the car widened his eyes for a moment and almost immediately became alert.
What is this? What is this?
Valentine whispered a few words to him, then bent down and introduced Amuro Toru with a smile, "This is the new member I picked up, Moroboshi Dai."
Akai Shuichi stretched out his hand and leaned into the car window, "Hello, I'm Moroboshi Dai."
Amuro Toru paused for a moment before slowly extending his hand. His pupils narrowed, revealing the rudiments of Bourbon pupils. "Bourbon."
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