Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Mr. Cat, are you willing to be my...
"What's wrong, Zero? This is the first time you've called me... and at this time."
Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu calculated the time and found that it should be around 4 o'clock in the morning in Tokyo.
He couldn't tell for a moment whether Jyouya Ling had been working all night until this time, or had gotten up at this time for a morning run.
"I'm a little surprised that Mr. Cat answered my call at this hour. I was just trying my luck. It seems we might be in the same business, huh?"
Zhu Fujingguang made a halfhearted joke to get the point across: "Since I'm a 'cat', it's normal for me to be active in the dark, right?"
I thought we could just skip over this topic, but unexpectedly, Rei Furuya continued, "I just received a message saying that my partner has abandoned me and gone far away. I wonder if Mr. 'Cat' would be willing to be my new partner?"
So the reason why Furuya was still awake at four o'clock was because Gin sent him a message at four o'clock saying that Whiskey's three-person task force was disbanded on the spot?
"Well, although I don't know what kind of partner Zero is referring to, but since Zero's partner abandoned you, it must be that you have some shortcomings. I dare not agree to it." Amuro Toru's lingering tone, as if he wanted to change his partner as if he wanted to change his lover, made Morobushi Kagemitsu really... a little unhappy, but he still pulled with the other party in a gentle tone.
"Oh? I thought Mr. 'Cat', since he knows me so well, should know everything about my partner and the reason why he 'abandoned' me?"
There was a hint of cunning in Amuro Toru's tone, as if he had already caught the "cat's" tail.
Then the furry touch of the cat's tail flashed across the back of his hand, telling him that this liquid-like animal could not be easily caught by humans.
"Hasn't Zero emphasized to me many times before that your profession is just a detective? It's really regrettable that I'm not good at medicine and have never been on the battlefield, so I can't be Zero's Watson."
Amuro Toru's sigh could be clearly heard from the other end of the phone: "Okay, I give up. Then can I know some of Mr. Cat's personal hobbies? For example - what kind of wine do you like to drink?"
Not Scotland, anyway.
Morofushi Jingguang has always been good at using local materials. When he was talking to Amuro Toru on the phone for the first time, there was a kitten at his feet, so he casually gave himself the nickname "Cat". And since the person he is calling now is Bourbon, then.
"Bourbon."
Amuro Bourbon Toru: “…”
Even someone as eloquent as Toru Amuro didn't expect that someone would say in person that they wanted to drink his code-named wine. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was a provocation or flirting.
Amuro Toru decided to skip the subtle attitude and go straight to the big move: "In that case, how about we cooperate? I have gained a lot from the information provided by Mr. 'Cat', and I have been thinking about how to repay you. If there is anything that Mr. 'Cat' wants, please tell me and let me do my best to help."
Bourbon does have the ability to become the ace of the intelligence team. Even if we put aside his hard skills such as analyzing intelligence, just the way he speaks in a slightly lowered voice and persuades people has a charm that can bring out the devil in people's hearts.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart was pounding, and then he rejected him: "Thank you for Zero's kindness. If I want it, I will naturally take the initiative to fight for it."
At this time, 1207 popped up, unwilling to be lonely: "Such a good opportunity, why don't you let Jiang Gu be your partner!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang pressed it back.
Amuro Toru sighed, "It seems I'm not qualified to compete for Mr. Cat's partner rights."
However, his sigh was very pretentious, because Zhu Fujingguang's "Bourbon" just now was a small but important signal, indicating that the temptation between them could be appropriately reduced.
Morifushi Kagemitsu said that although Kokunen continued to hurt his feelings, the plan to destroy the organization could not be abandoned because of personal feelings. So he stopped Amuro Toru when he was about to say goodbye, and then threw some small information to him that needed to be verified, finally ending this mysterious phone call.
This safe house looked quite old, with the exterior paint even peeling off quite a bit. Zhu Fujingguang had originally worried that it was a dangerous building, and had doubts about the organization's financial management in Europe. When he first came in, he was in a hurry to check if there was anything suspicious in the house, and hadn't been able to take a closer look at the decoration.
Now, after hanging up the phone, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that the person in charge of the safe house in Europe must be a person suitable for running a B&B.
The main color of the house is a soft and non-glaring milky white, the floor is light gray, and the abstract oil paintings hanging on the wall and the bright yellow sofa just bring a romantic and lively atmosphere to the house. There is even a complete set of painting tools next to the light green leather stool.
The young man with cat eyes nodded in satisfaction, washed up, and went straight to his bedroom to sleep. Compared to the various luxurious hotels he had stayed in with Mescal for the past two days, the simple bedroom in the safe house was more conducive to Zhu Fu Jingguang's sleep.
The next day was a good day. Zhu Fujingguang originally planned to leave behind Mezcal, who couldn't even serve as a tour guide, and explore the situation on his own. Before coming, Vermouth, as an "ally", gave him a very detailed but authentic European intelligence.
But he had only put on half of his coat when he received the fourth call from Mezcal on his cell phone.
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
He felt that if he didn't answer the call, Mescal would pass the news "Scotland has been killed in Italy" back to Japan.
Fortunately, this time Mezcal really came to talk about serious business.
The opportunity for Scotland to come to Europe this time was the illegitimate son of the Romano family. In the early morning, news came that his eldest brother, third brother and fourth brother-in-law were going to do something big tonight.
Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows.
Mescal wouldn't lie to him about this kind of information, but that didn't mean the other party wasn't doing anything behind his back.
According to the intelligence he had previously obtained from the "master" and Vermouth, although the Romano family was in chaos, at least they were keeping their actions within the family for now, because the political arena here was also undergoing a major reshuffle, and all parties considered that it was not the best time for internal strife.
Scotland "can't talk", so after listening to the business, Zhu Fujingguang hung up the phone immediately with confidence, and then sent the address of a square in the dialog box, agreeing to meet there later.
Michele wasn't a codenamed member of the organization, but he thrived within it, even managing to stay calm around Mescal, the de facto head of the European branch. Beyond the influence of his upbringing, his family, or rather, his father as the head of the family, was his true source of strength.
So no matter which of these three people comes to power, it would be merciful not to eliminate Michele, let alone provide him with the slightest benefit, so Michele must put the chips on the organization.
This went against the family's style, and even if he succeeded, he would still be scorned by the rest of the family. However, in order to maintain his current state of having enough food and clothing, he had no choice but to do so. However, because of this, he was naturally at a disadvantage to Mezcal.
Looking at Mezcal leisurely eating a ball of chocolate ice cream in the middle of winter, Michele thought darkly, you will soon lose your complacency.
Suddenly, a shadow fell right between him and Mezcal, startling him and causing Mezcal's hand, which was waving the spoon, to pause for half a second.
How come this person is so silent even when approaching?
Michele looked up and saw that the man was wearing a thick hooded sweater, and only his fair skin could be vaguely seen.
Only when he sat down did he lower his hood out of politeness, revealing a face so handsome and gentle that Michele almost exclaimed, "You've come to the wrong table."
But when Michele looked into the eyes of the visitor, he could not say anything so rude.
The white fluff on the brim of his hat covered half of his chin, making him look like a student. His cat-like eyes with upturned corners also curved into a beautiful arc following the curve of his lips, but Michele, who came from a special family, was sure at a glance that this man had countless blood on his hands.
Those eyes were as beautiful as the gurgling water, but underneath there was a turbulent undercurrent.
After swallowing the last scoop of ice cream, Mezcal clapped his hands and said, "Now that everyone is here, let me introduce myself—"
But Scotland, who had been clueless yesterday, had already typed a sentence on his phone. The machine's voice interrupted Mescal's opening remarks: "Have you made up your mind, Mr. Michele?"
Michele's pupils constricted.
Mezcal's face instantly darkened.
Zhu Fujingguang inadvertently touched the read-aloud button again, "Have you decided, Mr. Michele?" The words echoed in the cold and quiet morning air.
Michele couldn't help but exclaim: "This mechanical voice, you are the one from that night..."
The following words were swallowed back at the faint glance cast by the cat's eyes, and then changed into a firm sentence: "I have made up my mind, my lord, I am willing to follow you."
Michele's English has a thick Italian accent, but his rich gestures are enough to show how strong his determination to join Scotland is.
The expression on his face changed for a few moments before Mescal revealed a gritted smile: "I really underestimated you, Su Ge Lan."
Zhu Fujingguang gave him a smile so innocent that he wanted to chew his head like an ice cream ball.
Before he arrived, he had already known from Vermouth's words that day that Mescal would certainly not be content with him being an airborne soldier. So, as the local tyrant, it was quite possible that the other party would take advantage of his new arrival to give him a slight blow.
Therefore, before leaving Japan, Morobushi Kagemitsu found out the detailed personal life of Mr. Michele through the gray intelligence network - this was not difficult to find out, and then he found that although this man seemed to just want to be a playboy, he was not really without any idea about family power.
However, out of fear of the organization, he did not dare to express this idea.
Mescal may not have failed to see Michele's ambition, but as the person in charge here, he underestimated Michele, who was not even a code name member, because of his long-standing thinking inertia.
Zhu Fushiki Jingguang naturally took the vanilla ice cream ball that the waiter handed to him for mezcal and raised it to Michele as if toasting: "It's a pleasure to work with you."
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