Chapter 58: Trust in the Winery (Edited)
"How did Lei's undercover identity get discovered?"
Players try to learn from the mistakes of their predecessors, striving to prevent those who come after them (referring to Bourbon) from making the same mistakes.
If Toru Amuro also chooses to defect for various reasons, the player will be the only one left in the organization.
Um……
It seems to be no different from the visa protection program?
Hearing the player's question, Gin's originally calm expression suddenly turned bad.
Vodka grumbled awkwardly. Although he felt the player's wording was a bit strange, he remained honest. "Ley suddenly attacked my brother and me. Now it seems... he must have chosen to expose his identity in order to buy time for Sherry's escape."
Luring away the two people responsible for guarding the sherry made it easier for the FBI to act under their noses.
hateful!
When Vodka thinks back on it, he still sweats in his heart because of how thrilling it was at that time.
If there were no nearby members of the organization to support them, he and his elder brother might have really been killed by Lei.
"Black."
He also escaped from Akai Shuichi's hands, leaving scars on his face that represented shame.
Gin only showed some emotional loss of composure at the beginning, but he quickly regained his usual composure and... a sharpness that gave people an indescribable pressure. He glanced at the player.
"Have you been getting close to the Metropolitan Police Department cops lately?"
"Ah, um... um!" He made a few meaningless responses before realizing that Gin was referring to Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda.
From the sound of it, it doesn't seem like he wants to settle the score with her later.
but,
Fushimi Kyoki peeked in curiously.
How did Gin know?
He snorted coldly, "The codename members you once worked with have defected one after another. Are you still holding on to the ridiculous idea of being let off without paying any price?"
Uh, what else...
Worried that Fushimi Kyoji might misunderstand, Vodka stepped in to add, "Any member who works closely with the undercover agent will have to go through a similar process."
In short, it's not specifically targeting players.
He rubbed his head and smiled kindly: "My brother and I are the ones who know your position best."
Fushimi Kyoji closed his mouth: Ah... well.
"If you go through the formal procedures, you won't have to go into the interrogation room and take a lie detector test to confirm that you and Lei have no private relationship." Vodka couldn't help but mutter "bad luck" in his heart. He almost got implicated in the mess caused by Lei.
The organization's inventory includes interpersonal relationships, recent whereabouts, who the person has had close contact with recently, and the content of the chats.
There is no respect for other people's privacy in criminal organizations.
Vodka is also accustomed to this.
As long as the player's position is proven and not doubted, he even looks a little happy about the result.
I kept an eye on Fushimi Kyoji's reaction and noticed that the player was not in a good mood.
Vodka tried hard to recall, racking his brains to come up with something that might make the players happy. "Actually, if it weren't for Rum's insistence, maybe we wouldn't even need to check the chat history. With Rum around, there's nothing Big Brother can do..."
"Vodka." Gin called him coldly, interrupting what Vodka was about to say.
Ignoring the nice words Vodka said to him, Gin cast a cold gaze at him.
He looked down at the players in front of him and said, "Without Lei's betrayal, who knows how long it would have taken before they discovered that the organization's cadres were secretly in close contact with the two bomb disposal police officers."
In fact, in the chat logs they retrieved, the conversation between Black Label Whisky and the two bomb disposal police officers did not mention any information about the organization. Instead, the police officers on the other side mentioned more interesting things they encountered in their work.
A cold look flashed in Gin's eyes.
No matter what attitude Black Label Whisky has towards each other, the mere fact that members of the organization and the police have come into contact with each other is an act that treads on the edge of the forbidden boundary.
Seeing that Gin's eyes were gradually evolving in a dangerous direction, even the most clueless person could sense that a hint of crisis was approaching.
Uh-woo!
Is she going to say something now?
Gin glanced at the player with a cold look, as if waiting for the player's explanation.
"Well... actually..." Fushimi Kyoki crossed his fingers and met Gin's gaze with a sincere look, "All of this is to gain the trust of the police and gather intelligence from the Metropolitan Police Department."
She blinked.
Do you believe it?
I've used this excuse before to deal with Bourbon, but it somehow sounds believable.
"Heh." Gin didn't say whether he believed it or not, but just sneered.
"If it's just like you said, you don't mind if I meet them in person later." He emphasized some of the words, and his scrutinizing eyes never left her face for a second, not missing any changes in her expression.
The player answered without hesitation: "Okay."
After hearing Fushimi Kyoki's answer, Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because the player did not show any concern for the police.
He glanced at Gin again secretly.
Seeing Fushimi's indifferent attitude towards those two cops, Big Brother should be relieved...
Fushimi Kyoji waited for a long time.
Do you believe this...?
"Hmph, a loser who can't even realize that his partner is an undercover agent, do you think he has the ability to betray the organization?" Although he didn't express his contempt openly, the mocking look in his eyes already made Gin's attitude clear.
So hurtful!
"I've always been belittled, even I..." Fushimi Kyoji's voice lowered. Complaining was useless in front of Gin, and all he would get was more harsh comments.
Hey,
The hair on top of my head suddenly felt touched, as if someone was stroking it with their hand.
Wait, this distance and angle...
Without giving the player a moment to think, he smoothed the hair in his palm twice, then moved all the way down, pinching the player's neck with his slightly cool leather gloves, applying a little force, causing the player to subconsciously raise his face.
Now there will be no illusion that the other person's previous actions were gentle.
Rather than the affectionate head patting between friends, it's more like... the casualness of treating a pet.
Gin didn't force the person to look up at him, but leaned down slightly to make sure his voice was close to the other person's ear so that he wouldn't miss any of what he was going to say next.
"I don't suspect you have any connection with those little rats. It's simply because I think you know the price of betrayal."
His steady voice did not fluctuate with the content of his speech, and he spoke each word without haste or slowness.
"…Betraying the organization means that for the rest of your life, time will no longer have any meaning. The only thing you will feel is pain. You will gradually lose your desire to live, but you will continue to live, struggling to survive, until the organization's medical technology is no longer able to save you."
"So..." The player was not afraid at all. He shook his head left and right, but failed to break free from Gin's restraint. He simply kept this posture and tried to turn his head to look at him, his eyes gleaming with a bright luster. "Does this mean that Senior Gin trusts me a lot?"
If Shuichi Akai leaves the organization, can Gin's CG be released?
The player stared at Gin, with his eyes almost saying "Admit it, admit it."
Gin's eyes swept across the other person's face and met those bright green eyes that were flashing with anticipation, filled with an unforgettable expression.
His heart was not touched at all.
"Trust me? Haha..." Gin's tone was very flat, without any warning in his usual threats.
Players even thought that he would exhale a puff of white mist when he chuckled.
"...We don't talk about trust easily. Even if someone brings it up, I'll just roll my eyes," he said.
Gin stood up and distanced himself from the player. "If you don't want to be scolded about this topic in the future, don't ask such meaningless questions."
"Don't think I'll give you an answer."
"...We are all desperate criminals who could lose our lives at any time."
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