Chapter 2204-2215 [Silencing]
When he thought about breathing the free air on the other side of the ocean, Tachibana Eisuke felt more relaxed and played basketball with more enthusiasm.
Next to him, the biggest bootlicker, Section Chief Yasui, was also playing ball perfunctorily.
He had originally given some of his balls to Tachibana Eisuke, and now after a few strokes, the table was empty.
Section Chief Yasui wiped his sweat and returned to the rest area.
He took a break, but his mouth couldn't be idle. He looked at Tachibana Eisuke. Just then, Tachibana Eisuke hit the hole, and Section Chief Yasui cheered: "Good shot! You're really lucky today!"
The young director and the ordinary office workers were originally yawning in the back, but when they heard this, they immediately started clapping regardless of whether they saw it clearly or not.
They had not participated in this sport of successful people at all. Today they were just here to keep company. With their hands free, the two of them acted like a group.
Tachibana Eisuke was very impressed by this and burst into laughter. He was a person who liked to be praised and cared about his reputation. Those men in black were too arrogant when they were doing the deal. Otherwise, if they could be a little more humble, Tachibana Eisuke would not want to retire so much.
As he was playing, he remembered something and looked at his men: "Where is my long-distance club?"
"Here!" The young director happened to be closest to the golf bag, so he quickly pulled out the club and ran over to hand it to Tachibana Eisuke. "It's already been repaired for you. I guarantee it's as good as a new one!"
Tachibana Eisuke: "Yeah, not bad."
He took the old friend he was used to, looked at it in the sunlight for a few times, nodded secretly, and was quite satisfied with the feel of it.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the table beside him.
Most of the balls inside had been hit by him, and only a few were left.
…
Beside them, Vermouth was secretly observing these people, wondering what the pattern would be this time.
Suddenly her phone vibrated and she received a message.
Vermouth took out her cell phone, opened it, glanced casually, and her eyes suddenly stopped.
The sender...is actually Uzo? !
Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately opened the email and checked the content calmly.
There was only a casual chat written inside:
[It is not a good habit to slack off when everyone is practicing together.]
Vermouth: “……?”
What does this mean?
What does Uzo want to express, what is he hinting at?
Vermouth gradually began to have a bad feeling in her heart, but soon her rich experience made her understand what she should do at this moment.
Considering that there might be surveillance cameras around, Vermouth casually poked at her phone a few times, as if she was just replying to the most ordinary email.
Then she put away her phone, stretched, pretended to have rested, picked up the golf club she had put aside, and walked to the practice table next to Jiang Xia.
Although Vermouth has a good physique, she is now wearing a "New Doctor" disguise, and she feels uncomfortable when she moves too much, so she ran aside to slack off after playing a few shots.
But judging from the meaning of Uzo's email, it seemed like he was calling her to come back and continue playing.
Vermouth: “…” Although this devilish child cheats people every day without mercy and throws anyone he gets onto his stage, one thing is certain - this is an unscrupulous director who is very principled in some aspects.
Uzo never tells the actors in person "you have to act like this", but only guides them secretly in a way that no one can see through, allowing the poor actors to "play freely" according to his wishes, and then actively walk towards death, completing this vivid stage performance.
...So in other words, following his instructions actually means being able to temporarily leave the stage.
Thinking of this, Vermouth suddenly understood.
"Uzo suddenly asked me to move. Is it because he thinks I'm blocking the actors' way? The play is about to begin?"
Vermouth's mind flashed with thoughts. At the same time, she listened to the bang, bang sound of the ball hitting her ears and discovered one thing:
"If I remember correctly, Uzo was hitting the ball without stopping. The club needs to be held with both hands, but he was able to send me an email... So this is a scheduled email?"
She checked her watch. 7:44.
It wasn't a special hour, but it looked unlucky - "死" and "死" are homophones for "死". Could something have really happened?
In the past, Vermouth didn't really believe in such things as auspiciousness or unluckyness.
But the one who really controls all of this is not ghosts or gods, but the man who is less than three meters away from her - in the Black Organization, this has never been metaphysics or probability, but a vicious game based on human calculations, and she has no choice but to believe it.
So, even though there is no evidence, all of Vermouth's senses have been mobilized, ready to respond to any changes at any time.
…
At the same time, the other person also suddenly became alert.
Judy received a message from Shuichi Akai:
[Go to that 'doctor' immediately.]
Judy was confused, but out of trust in the FBI ace, she pretended to watch the game and walked over to "Dr. Shinichi".
At the batting cage next door, the four office workers noticed their movements, but ignored these harmless students and teachers and continued doing their own things.
Tachibana Eisuke swung twice in the air to test the feel of the ball, then pulled a ball out from the table.
He aimed at the hole in the distance, ready to hit the ball into the hole again to try his rare good luck recently.
At this time, Section Chief Yasui, who was sitting next to him, suddenly remembered something and stood up and walked into the building.
Noticing his movements, "Dr. Shinde" and Judy raised their eyes at the same time and looked over.
The next moment, a violent explosion rang out from the edge of the court, and hot air blew in all directions, making people's hearts beat violently. The entire tee box was also shaken twice - there was a bomb! And it had exploded!
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko jumped up in shock. They and the others turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, just in time to see Tachibana Eisuke being blown back half a meter.
This handsome and successful man was now covered in charred black. Before he could utter a single last word, he fell to the ground and did not move.
Judy: “?!”
She was stunned, grabbed her phone fiercely, and sent a message to Akai Shuichi in the chaos: [You knew there would be an explosion there?!]
If she had continued to stand in the original position, she would have been affected by the explosion. Akai Shuichi suddenly asked her to move, probably to avoid this.
Thinking of this, Judy's heartbeat became more intense: "..."So... could it be that Shuichi has already found the flaw of "that person" and successfully seen through the other party's behavior pattern?
While she was mourning in silence for the charred corpse on the ground, she couldn't help but feel ecstatic in her heart: all her efforts over the past few days were worth it, finally, she caught "that person"!
There is one less person in the world who knows that she bought the hentai comics!
Judy: “…Ahem.” Of course, that’s not the point.
The key point is that once "that person" is caught, many people can be saved, and we will be one step closer to overthrowing that organization!
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
