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"Are you interested in grappa?" After hearing Bourbon's proposal, the organization's boss couldn't help but take another look at this senior executive whom he personally selected.

Although this young man with light blond hair and dark skin looks quite gentle and harmless, the willpower he displayed in the tests he set was terrifying. He had an obsession with strength and an undisguised ambition. The man accepted this well. It would be strange for him to reach this position at this age without ambition. In short, after confirming that there was no problem with the other party's background, he decided to let him accept Rum's power.

An ambitious young person is one who is energetic and has a shallow and easy-to-control foundation. However, if the ambition exceeds one's tolerance, it must be pruned away.

Grappa's long-term mission is to investigate undercover in other bases and to know this, which must have been known by those who are well-informed, not to mention the senior management. However, only Grappa and he know that this investigation is all the bases of the organization, all the bases, including all the gray industries and secret laboratories under the name of the organization. This is a secret that only the leader of the organization is qualified to know. What is the purpose of Bourbon suddenly bringing this up at this time?

A hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes for a moment, but was instantly retracted. The organization boss denied this speculation.

The enemy had no way of knowing the true purpose of this mission, and therefore had no way of knowing that Grappa had all the information of the organization's bases in his head. After all, he was the one who knew best how strict the guards around him were. Only Grappa had no intention of leaking the things he knew. As for the black-clad servants around him, they were naturally ignored. In the eyes of this BOSS, they were nothing more than objects.

Even if Bourbon really figured out something with his useful brain, he wouldn't have told me so directly that he wanted grappa. He probably did so only after learning about my physical condition.

In other words, Bourbon was not interested in learning any information from Grappa at this time, but was simply interested in Grappa itself?

Thinking of this, the boss of the organization felt a little interested. He quickly thought of the grudge between the two and the rumors about the organization, and said with a slight smile:

"It's impossible to give it to you. After all, he is an important asset of the organization."

After all, no matter what, even if outsiders didn't know, Grappa had the organization's most secret intelligence in his head. Naturally, he couldn't trust a high-ranking official who might threaten him to keep it.

"That's a pity," the blond man said with regret, but then he made another suggestion, "Can we resume our partnership?"

Originally, Toru Amuro did not think that his request would be granted, but if he first proposed a proposal that the other party would not agree to and then proposed a slightly more reasonable proposal, the possibility of being agreed would be greatly increased. What's more, as a senior executive, Bourbon was also a "weak" intelligence officer, and it was quite appropriate for him to be a partner with Grapa, who had explosive combat power. Originally, the two were separated because of a layer of hatred and the fact that two senior executives were not suitable to be too close. But now, Bourbon, who knew the location of Grapa's weapons, naturally did not have to worry about the above problems. In addition, he had developed an interest in it, so it was normal for him to make this suggestion.

And for the BOSS, it should be suitable as well. After all, Grappa is just a weapon that is about to be scrapped, and Bourbon is a high-level player with an unstable foundation.

"That's not possible."

To Bourbon's surprise, the boss refused without any hesitation.

The blond man showed a hint of undisguised doubt, and asked respectfully and curiously, "Can I know the reason, Boss?"

"When he returns, he will serve as my personal bodyguard."

This answer made the blond man even more confused, but it was no longer appropriate to ask further questions, so he could only say with regret: "I will follow your decision, Boss."

"But you can give it to him when he can no longer use it."

The organization's boss looked at the man in front of him with a smile on his face.

After all, although this senior executive selected by himself is excellent, he lacks a handle, a soft spot. His ambition without a rope is somewhat dangerous. Since he is interested in Grappa, he should make full use of him, right? After Grappa's body completely collapses.

But now, Grapa, who has returned from abroad, has learned a lot of secrets of the organization, so he can only stay under his watch. If he did not value the other party's loyalty, he would even think of destroying his brain completely and imprisoning him in the yard as a real weapon.

Toru Amuro withdrew respectfully.

Various speculations flashed through his mind. It was normal that the first proposal was rejected, but the second proposal did not seem to be rejected. But now it seems that serving as a personal bodyguard? Does the boss mean to let Grappa live completely under his nose?

At this moment, instead of thinking about how convenient it would be to assassinate Grapa, who was obviously on the red side and had long-term contact with the organization's boss, Toru Amuro's body stiffened and a chill ran through his body.

He thought of more...

Why is Grappa being watched so closely? Is it because he doubts his loyalty, which makes him even more unsuitable to be kept around? Or... is there some secret about Grappa that cannot be exposed to outsiders?

This secret was acquired after Grappa completed the mission, that is, was there something wrong with the mission?

The mission was to investigate and search for undercover agents at various bases. As far as he knew, Gin had been on a similar mission before, and it seemed normal that he was going for an inspection, but now it seemed that this was not the case. So why...

Bourbon, who had performed missions at other bases, was familiar with the various sub-bases of the various □□. The bases distributed in various cities were not large. As a code member, he could go there to replenish weapons or receive missions. What was wrong with that? Each base... all bases...? !

In an instant, the pair of gray-purple eyes trembled slightly. Amuro Toru forced himself to maintain a calm expression, but clenched his fists in a corner where no one noticed.

These bases...will not include all the industries, laboratories and hidden bases under the name of the organization.

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“Grappa....”

The Italian private laboratory, who is also the head of the organization's hidden industry, looked expressionlessly at the man who came here and wandered around like a tourist, and asked, "Since it has been confirmed that there are no undercover agents, can we stop the investigation and leave?"

Apparently, the person in charge had lost patience with the investigator, and had even begun to get annoyed with him. Since he arrived here, he had delayed his latest experiment and was disturbing other staff members.

"Just in case," Noel's face showed no guilt at all, he just adjusted his white coat somewhat awkwardly. Frankly speaking, as a former experimental subject, he had mixed feelings wearing this coat now. He looked at the supervisor beside him who was also wearing a white coat, and was curious about his mood. He wondered if the experimental subject had the same delicate mentality as himself at this moment. However, those who were picked out by the big trash to follow him must have been twice as brainwashed as others.

Thinking of this, Noel took a look at the location of the hidden camera on the supervisor, and soon received instructions to stop.

After all, they were investigating all the bases, and the stay in each place was only two to three days. Even if they skipped some unimportant places in the middle, even if there were undercover agents, it would not cause great losses. Now it has been a month and Noel has only completed half of the progress, although this efficiency is already amazing enough.

Of course, not every base can detect "undercovers", and not every country's official organization can be easily cooperated with by Noel through Ikaros. What's more, it is too outrageous that an outsider like him has found three undercovers in two days, even though they have lived in the base for so long. Therefore, to a certain extent, Noel's mission this time is more like inspecting the power of this big trash and determining the real situation in order to prepare for the next adjustment of the organization's direction.

Of course, as for the low-level members who followed him in the United States to confuse the ears, they had already stayed there, including Mizuno Renna. For the CIA with the local advantage, it was not difficult to replace Mizuno Renna. As for the others, it was probably more miserable. After all, some of them were spies of other senior officials and were directly dealt with in secret.

Of course, Noel's other hidden mission is to notify these bases to send a representative to the headquarters. Originally, according to the boss's meaning, it was "send a representative", but under Noel's hints and guidance, it can basically be guaranteed that the people coming from each base are important people, for example,

"Let's end it like this, Fielding," Noel patted the shoulder of the person in charge who obviously didn't want to have any contact with outsiders, and continued: "I hope you can quickly select a representative to come to the headquarters in Japan. If you go in person, you are most welcome."

"I understand." Fielding looked at the other party and frowned. At this moment, he just wanted to get rid of this troublesome guy as soon as possible and conduct his own experiments. The newly developed drug was not stable enough and several human experiments were needed to test the effect. As for the headquarters, he would only find a guy who was of no use to the laboratory to go there.

However, just as this thought came to mind, Fielding felt a terrifying aura locking onto him. The man in the white coat, who looked harmless, leaned towards him with a smile on his face and whispered:

"After all, the boss is going to adjust the direction of the organization. You will come, right?"

In an instant, Fielding clearly heard his heart beating faster and faster, as if it was beating against his body along with the man in front of him. However, his instinctive fear prevented him from thinking about the meaning of the words. All his nerves were tense and he was alert to the beast beside him. He couldn't help holding his breath and trying to eliminate his own presence until the other party slowly straightened up. He gasped for breath and finally had the reason to think about the meaning of the words.

"I will go."

He tried his best not to let his body tremble and said this calmly.

Noel was very satisfied with this. He led the people beside him and turned to pass the glass observation rooms where the experimental subjects were locked up. His expression was calm, as if he had no interest in these numb little white mice. The well-soundproofed room made the screams and distorted expressions of those people silent as pantomime and did not attract his attention at all. Only the white coat on his body seemed to be no different from the clothes of the experimental subjects.