"Hmm... Even the North District is quite large. Is there a specific location?" Xian estimated the map of the North District.

"No, it's a blessing to know that he's in the North District. It would be strange if a suspicious person like Rum told his subordinates where he was." Belmode said in an unclear tone, "If Curacao is still alive, maybe we can ask him."

"Hmm... speaking of Curacao, maybe we can ask Gin." Xian touched his chin.

"Gin? He and Rum don't get along very well, how could he know?"

"Because of the Curacao incident, he had direct contact with Rum, so maybe he can get some information." Xian said, "Where are you? Let's go to the North District first."

After Vermouth reported her location, Xian hung up the phone and drove to Vermouth.

[Host, don't you contact Gin first? ]

After hanging up the phone, Gin looked gloomy in the safe house.

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"...I see." Gin quickly understood what Xian said. It seemed that Rum had done something wrong and was now suffering the consequences. If that was the case, he didn't need to be restrained.

Vermouth is independent of all the groups. She has power but no authority. That gentleman will not let her take charge of the entire intelligence group alone. In a way, he and Vermouth are the same. Their power comes directly from that gentleman. It seems that they have a lot of freedom, but in fact...

Xian originally thought that he would need the help of the system to open the electronic lock of Rum's safe house, but he did not expect that Vermouth's computer skills were unexpectedly superb. Although it took some effort, he still successfully cracked Rum's electronic lock.

"...It seems I have to congratulate Bourbon in advance." Xian was speechless for a moment.

"Oh, is it not here?" Vermouth raised her eyebrows and searched the entire safe house.

“Heh.” Vermouth sat back down, put away her cold expression, and did not answer.

"Also, do we need to clean up the remnants of Rum?" Gin asked. Rum had done something beyond the pale, but he was a big family, so how could they just deal with him?

"..."Xian's eyes turned slightly, his eyes glanced at Vermouth, then he looked ahead again without saying a word.

"Well... not for now, let's wait until we confirm his condition first." Xian replied.

Without saying anything, it was obvious that no one knew how he did it, but Rum intercepted the potion that was supposed to be delivered to that gentleman and ate it himself, and this is the result.

"That's true. Then I'll trust Gin and Vodka's abilities." Vermouth leaned back. "Rum's so-called confidants are really useless. They know nothing. It seems that Rum never trusted them at all."

"Well... some time ago, the gentleman asked Gin and I to get this back." Xian's face was a little serious, and then he looked at the glass fragments on the ground around him, "It seems that these glass fragments are the potion inside."

【Host, a secret room has been detected.】

Surprisingly, the safe house was quiet and empty.

The room behind the door was not big. At first glance, you could see a lot of screens hanging on the wall. They might be what Rum was using to monitor something. Moving your eyes downward, you could see a large operating table, but it had been smashed beyond recognition. The only swivel chair fell to the ground, and there were some broken glass around it. In the middle of the room lay a humanoid creature, who had obviously stopped breathing.

"Can that be called a confidant? I always thought that only Curacao had a little bit of rum's trust." Xian paused, "Maybe now we have to add Bourbon."

The passage is very long and leads underground. It takes several minutes to reach the bottom. Xian looked at the electronic lock on the iron door at the end of the passage, and glanced down at the notebook in Belmode's hand: "It seems that you still need to contribute."

"...What are you going to do?" Gin frowned even more tightly. As Rum's second in command, no one would challenge his authority, let alone investigate his whereabouts so blatantly.

Xian frowned. The last time Rum contacted Gin yesterday was probably when he told Gin that Bourbon and Kiel were not undercover agents. It was already evening then. If Rum moved overnight, it would not be impossible.

The reason why it is called a humanoid creature is that its original appearance can no longer be seen, and one can only tell that it is a human by its hands and feet.

He fainted in front of Gin for unknown reasons, and was then taken back to his safe house by Gin. When Gin was wondering whether he had recovered his memory, he left without saying goodbye. Xian intuitively felt that Gin must not be in a very good mood.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm looking for Rum." Xian chuckled, his gentle tone carrying a hint of murderous intent, "He's in trouble."

"It seems that you have a clear positioning." Xian didn't care about Vermouth's coldness, and even curled the corners of his mouth.

"But this..." Xian hesitated.

"Belmode found out that Rum was last seen in the North District, so we can start from there."

Xian sighed, freed one hand to dial Gin's number, then turned on the speakerphone and put it aside.

"Do you know him?" came Vermouth's voice.

“……” Gin was silent for a moment.

"Rum? With his personality, how could he let others know where he is?" Gin frowned. Why did he suddenly ask about Rum? Was this the reason why he left without saying goodbye?

"Well, Gin actually helps out. That's unexpectedly kind of you." Vermouth teased.

"However, Bourbon's qualifications are not yet sufficient, and I will have to assist him when the time comes." Vermouth was unaware of Xian's speechlessness, and she sighed to herself behind him.

"...Okay, thank you." Xian blinked. He didn't expect Gin to be so efficient.

Ah, that makes sense.

Rum's safe house is very secretive and has a very high safety factor. It seems that he put a lot of effort into building this safe house.

But how did the gentleman know that something had happened to Rum? It is unlikely that the gentleman knew about it as soon as Rum had something wrong. There must have been a delay, and the delay was definitely not one or two hours.

"Hmm? I didn't expect there would be another world here." The wall opened without warning. Vermouth looked at it curiously, then turned to look at Xian.

“Have you found the location?” After Xian hung up the phone, Vermouth came over, with no sign of previous unhappiness.

Xian shrugged, saying that he just discovered it by accident, then took out his gun and walked into the secret room first.

"I thought you were going to say that after Rum died, you would directly take over his position." Xian's tone was a little ambiguous.

"Well, we can go." Xian didn't care about Vermouth's attitude. He turned on the location sent by Gin and started the car.

"What's going on?" The phone was connected at an unexpected speed, and Gin's somewhat low voice came from it.

“Ha!” Vermouth snorted and laughed. She leaned her head slightly towards Xian from the passenger seat. A dark light flashed in her eyes and her tone became a little cold. “You know that’s impossible.”

The explanation is similar to that of Vermouth... Xian sighed and continued to ask: "Didn't you just communicate with Rum before? Is it possible to find out his IP address?"

Vermouth did not comment. This lock was obviously more difficult to crack than the one at the door. After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard the sound of the lock being unlocked.

Is it because of that gentleman's order that he left without saying goodbye? Gin was silent for a long time before he snorted and sat on the sofa to send a message to Vodka. He still attaches so much importance to that gentleman's mission. That guy really hasn't recovered his memory, right? But judging from his appearance yesterday, he probably remembered a lot. Let's try again later.

When Vermouth heard that Xian knew what it was, he raised his eyebrows, then looked at Rum's body with a mocking tone and said, "It seems that someone embezzled something he shouldn't have, and paid the price with his life for it."

"This box..." Xian narrowed his eyes and squatted in front of the box to look at it carefully.

So...was it because Rum did something beyond the pale and that gentleman found out, so Finlandia was sent out? It seemed that when Finlandia received the news, he was in his own safe house.

"What kind of medicine is that?" Xian frowned and asked casually. Looking at Vermouth's expression, it was obvious that she knew something.

I'm a little bit scared now.

So it is very likely that something had happened to Rum a long time ago, and the gentleman only found out about it after a delay, so it is possible that Rum is here.

"Well, Bourbon is very capable~" Vermouth's tone was inexplicably proud, "The best thing Curacao did before his death was to prove that Bourbon was not an undercover agent. Now that Rum falls, many things may have to be handed over to Bourbon."

The first to break the silence was not Xian and Vermouth, but the ringing of the cell phone. Now that they had entered the North District, wandering aimlessly in the North District would not have any good results, so Xian parked the car on the side of the road and answered the phone. "I've sent you the location." It was Gin calling, and as soon as the call was connected, Gin got straight to the point.

What? Where?! Xiao Si marked the location of the secret room and the mechanism. In order not to attract Vermouth's attention, Xian pretended to search everywhere, and then accidentally came across the mechanism.

Gin quickly figured out the whole story, and then decisively said to Xian: "I know, I will contact Vodka and ask him to try to investigate his IP, but Rum has always been suspicious, so there may not be any results, and he may find out."

Rum was an old man, but only a part of his body looked like an old man's skin. His left hand looked very old, but his right hand was fair, like a young man's hand. His shoulders were also uneven, and it was not a deformity at all.

"Is this... rum?" Xian stood at the door, a little stunned.

After Xian picked up Vermouth, he started heading towards the North District and told Vermouth about the investigation he had asked Gin to do.

Xian took a quick look at the scene and quickly locked onto a small safety box in the corner.

Vermouth narrowed her eyes and walked in to examine the creature lying in the center.

"There's nothing to see anymore. You can report Rum's death directly to Mr. Rum. You'll be busy for the next while!" Belmos walked around Rum's body with some disgust and headed for the door.

Xian glanced at the broken pieces of the potion bottle, frowned, then walked out while sending a message to the gentleman.

"There is a prosthetic eye, and it looks like it is indeed Rum, but he is dead." Vermouth's tone was unclear.

[But I still recommend that the host call now. You will have to call later anyway, so it is better to call before receiving Vermouth.]

But soon their attention was no longer on the lock, because the scene behind the door made them both stunned.

For the rest of the journey, Vermouth seemed to have lost interest in chatting. She played with her fingers out of boredom, and occasionally looked at the scenery outside the window.

"good."

"..."Xian

"It's okay." Xian replied, "I said, he committed a crime, I'm not going to kill him, maybe I'm here to collect the body." Xian said in a half-joking tone.

Xian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he pretended to be calm and replied, "It's not that I'm enthusiastic. After all, Rum has done something wrong, and Gin will not let this kind of behavior go."

"Gin?" Xian's eyebrows jumped, and he tried to make his tone calmer, "Do you know where rum is?"

Finlandia couldn't have come to Rum for no reason, and if Rum had done something wrong, it wouldn't be known to the people below him. The one who would have noticed it must be someone above Rum, that is, the gentleman. And Finlandia happened to be directly under that gentleman. Although the gentleman rarely assigned him tasks directly in recent years, it didn't mean that he would never assign him tasks again.

The fact that Bourbon was not an undercover agent was not proved by Curacao, but by your cute cool guy. And if Rum's position was replaced by Bourbon... wouldn't it be like inviting a wolf into the house? The organization would be finished. Xian imagined Bourbon becoming the pseudo second-in-command of the organization, and made a fair evaluation in his heart.

“You want to know?” Vermouth curled the corners of her lips in a mocking manner, made a “hush” gesture to Xian, moved closer to Xian, and whispered, “That’s the gentleman’s medicine.”

"..." Hearing this, Xian pursed his lips, the aura around him changed slightly, and then returned to normal.

The two walked out of Rum's secret room as if nothing had happened. Except that the cold smile in Vermouth's eyes became deeper.

[Rum is confirmed dead. ——Finndia]

(End of this chapter)