Chapter 76 The First Player

Gin's eyes narrowed.

Gin's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Oh, so there are not only flies, but also mice?" Gin snorted in an ambiguous way, but he didn't show any anger. "Then what? Have you checked? How credible is what Pasetto said?"

Gin would not take seriously the last words of the traitor who betrayed the organization - if he took such words seriously, he would not be the top killer of the organization.

Vodka shuddered: "But Cointreau, didn't you say before that what Pasetto said was unreliable?"

"Not sure. Not necessarily credible, not necessarily uncredible, but not completely credible either."

Xi Haiqingdou corrected him, his tone still relaxed, without any sense of tension and solemnity: "How can people take a word without basis? Moreover, with Passetto's personality, I am more inclined to think that he said that at that time, more to stir up trouble and drag Bourbon and Canada into the water, so that the organization would make trouble because of this matter... Maybe he also wanted to take revenge on Bourbon, Canada and me?"

Gin narrowed his eyes, his gaze turned cold, and a chill filled his body: "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"That's why I never said this before - because there's no need." Saikai Haruto's words echoed Gin's almost at the same time.

"So, Cointreau, what you mean is that what Passetto said is still very likely to be false?" Vodka was a little confused for a moment, and it was almost as if a "confused" note was attached to his head: "Then why did you... this time?"

"If you take what a man like Passetto says as true or false, you will be fooled."

Xi Haiqing Dou smiled calmly, "Half true and half false, three parts true and seven parts false is the norm. Besides, in that mission, besides Canada and Bourbon, there were also you, me and Scotland, and Ley came later... Why didn't he mention others, but only Bourbon and Canada?"

"Besides that?" Gin asked, "What other reasons are there?"

He asked this question not because he did not believe what Xi Haiqing Dou said about his suspicion of Bourbon and Canada. He just did not believe that this guy had not mentioned this matter for so long and only suddenly brought it up now just because of the nonsense that Passetto said nearly two months ago.

"This..."

Xi Haiqing Dou stretched out his tone, and suddenly threw his hands up innocently: "It's just my intuition."

Vodka: “Huh??”

Can intuition be used as evidence? Didn't my brother say it was not allowed?

Gin said nothing, just frowned slightly and looked at him coldly.

"There's no evidence, but I just have a hunch that something is wrong with Canada... He seems to have a lot of secrets."

He chuckled and turned to Gin, "Gin, don't you think so?"

Gin pondered for a moment, then nodded in the face of Vodka's incredulous look.

——Does Big Brother really believe in Cointreau’s intuition? ! Why? ? When he told Big Brother that he felt something was wrong, Big Brother scolded him and said that “relying on intuition is the dumbest and stupidest way”? But how come he can do it with Cointreau?

Gin ignored Vodka's look and frowned, warning him coldly: "Remember to tell me in advance next time."

This time he didn't tell him anything in advance... This guy is really getting more and more reckless, even more outrageous than before. Gin hates the feeling that things are not completely under his control.

"What did you do?" he asked again.

"It's really sad... I thought we still had some tacit understanding after so many years. You should have discovered what I did a long time ago, right? After all, haven't we always done this before? I thought you should have been used to it. Besides, if I really told you in advance, I'm not sure if it would disturb Canada and Bourbon... After all, Gin, you are really not good at acting."

Saikai Haruto sighed in mock sadness, but when he sensed the low pressure around Gin, he immediately stopped and said, "Ah, I mean, I put a small eavesdropping device in that remote control."

"Although this is a violation of Canada's privacy, I'm not a good person after all. They won't know about it anyway. If there is really no problem, we can just pretend that nothing happened. I'll leave Mizubayashi Kenichi to you alone. Can you solve it?"

As he spoke, he took out a pair of black headphones like a magician and put them on his ears calmly.

"casual."

Gin raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an arc that didn't look like a smile: "If you really miss the past, why don't you just go back to the action team and work."

Saikai Haruto didn't mention giving the headphones to Gin, and Gin didn't show any intention of taking them.

In the past - long before they broke up, the two of them had always worked together in much the same way.

Cointreau always has some impulses when doing missions, but he never tells Gin clearly and directly. Instead, he makes small moves that Gin can understand and notice, to tell him that there is something "wrong". Until the end or when he feels it is appropriate, he will tell him all the things he has done behind his back, saying things like "partners also need privacy" and "the best cooperation he needs is to act without him knowing". He also calls it "testing the tacit understanding between the two of them", just like Gin always takes the lead in their major actions.

Considering that this guy never changes his ways, and that he always solves things perfectly every time he does this, and that even Gin cannot guarantee whether there would be a better result if he knew about it in advance, he has acquiesced to his actions over time.

This also means that sometimes, when the two of them are working together, if you look at it from a bystander's perspective, there is a kind of beauty of "each doing their own thing and having nothing to do with each other".

Xi Haiqingdou closed his eyes, listened carefully to the sound coming from the eavesdropping device, pretending that he didn't hear what Gin said - why are you replying, you don't want to work from 9 to 5 and have weekends off, and go to work 996 or 007 where you are uncertain about everything?

On the other side——

Asahina carefully put away the things she had taken from Saikai Haruto, and tiptoed to the side of Furuya Rei, just as she was about to pat him on the shoulder——

"Did you get it?" Fōtani Rei turned around and raised his eyebrows without surprise. The seriousness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a faint smile.

"What's there?"

"Well, bombs and detonators, that's all. Cointreau also gave me a note...said it was the latest model."

Asahina was not frustrated that she failed to scare Rei Furuya. She shrugged as usual and handed the "instruction manual" to him: "Z... Bourbon, how are you preparing?"

The "zero" that she was about to blurt out became "bourbon" under the disapproving gaze of Furuya Rei, and Asahina raised her hands in surrender.

Furiya Ling curled her lips slightly, turned around and went downstairs, and said in a brisk voice: "Well, everything is ready. Let's go, it's time for us to go over there."

Asahina was curious: "How did you prepare for that?"

Fūya Rei smiled but did not answer: "Guess? Well, you will know when the time comes."

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. You are too cautious."

Asahina muttered, and then teased him in a long tone: "You want to keep it a secret - I know."

Fūya Rei shook his head: "This matter is so important, it's always better to be careful."

The "preparation" Asahina mentioned was of course not referring to the "pre-scouting and placing bombs" that "organization member Bourbon" had to do, but to the other preparations that the two of them had to make as undercover agents.

For example, he passed the message to his real superior in advance so that the police could be prepared in advance, and the two sides worked together to save Mizubayashi Kenichi.

Although Party A is not the largest ruling or opposition party in Japan, it has several members of the House of Representatives and senators. Moreover, anything involving politics is not a trivial matter. Even if Kenichi Mizubayashi colluded with the Kurokawa Group and did a lot of corruption, it should be handled by the Japanese authorities, and they should not allow the people of the black organization to assassinate him on this land.

Although both Furuya Rei and Asahina are undercover agents sent by the Japanese police into the Black Organization, there are still some differences between the two people - Asahina is from the Metropolitan Police Department, while Furuya Rei belongs to the Japanese Public Security Bureau. The two people belong to different departments and organizations, so even if they pass on messages, one person will pass it to the Metropolitan Police Department and the other will pass it to the Public Security Bureau, and the actions of the two sides are not completely synchronized.

Therefore, even if both of them are undercover in the Black Organization, the information that Furuya Rei conveys to the Public Security Bureau and the various actions taken by the Public Security Bureau cannot be fully informed to Asahina - this is determined by the special nature of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

"So, Bourbon, what are you going to do about this?"

Asahina pointed at the bomb again. "That guy from Cointreau said that this bomb has not been fully tested yet, and the explosion range may not be stable."

Furiya Rei's expression became more serious: "How unstable is it?"

"Gentleman only said that the damage won't be particularly great, but there's a chance it won't explode." Asahina shook her head, "But there shouldn't be any other big problems, so don't worry too much."

Unlike Furuya Rei's solemnity, he didn't care much about this. As long as the bomb didn't hit him or Furuya Rei, he didn't care that much about ordinary people - after all, his "real identity" was a double undercover agent, not a real policeman, and he didn't need to be responsible to the public.

"...I'll take care of it," said Furuya Rei, "and you take care of the other one. Just follow the plan we talked about before and put them in the place we decided on. There shouldn't be any problems."

"...Alright." Asahina blinked, and then said excitedly as if she remembered something: "But this time I want to take the detonator and blow it up myself! Is that okay?"

"Okay." Furuya Ling laughed dumbly and gave him a displeased look, "Then remember to put it somewhere hidden."

Asahina cheered: "Okay!"

They had discussed this matter two days ago - the purpose of placing the bombs was to cause chaos, not to hurt people, and there was no need for them to do anything unnecessary that would arouse the organization's suspicion - and they didn't know whether Cointreau had done anything with the bombs.

He might as well try a "switch" and replace the Cointreau bomb with a "bomb" that won't hurt anyone, and then place it in a place where it won't hurt pedestrians. When the explosion sounds, the mission will be considered accomplished - anyway, Gin and Cointreau are on the other side, and they won't know which bomb exploded.

9:20 in the morning.

Inside the white Mazda RX-7, Furuya Rei and Asahina changed into inconspicuous clothes, put on the swapped "bombs", exchanged glances, and were ready to act separately.

In a room on a high-rise building, a tiny black dot appeared between the gray-blue curtains of the window. Gin calmly observed the movements in Chuncheon Park below through the aiming scope of the sniper rifle. Vodka stood on the other side of him with a walkie-talkie in his hand, looking down nervously through the window.

The young man with white hair and golden eyes stood next to Gin with his arms folded, seemingly listening carefully to the sounds coming from the other side of the headset.

On the streets of Harajuku, Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda, dressed in casual clothes, were walking around among the crowd with great interest.

Not far from them, on the side of the street, a young girl with long black hair, wearing a khaki sweater dress and black low-heeled boots, was also walking around, stopping and starting, seemingly wandering aimlessly.

Although her walking posture seemed a little strange, as if she was not very suitable for walking in high heels, no one among the people passing by noticed her - everyone just thought she looked ordinary and unremarkable, and would not surprise anyone no matter where she appeared or what she did.