Chapter 19 Organizing team building activities specifically during off-get off work hours…
Morofushi Kagemitsu was deep in thought.
How does my strength compare to Moroboshi Dai's? If I kill this person now and then destroy the evidence, what are the chances that the organization will hunt me down?
Of course, the thought flashed through his mind, and he knew he couldn't take this emotionally charged idea seriously.
but……
Looking at Moroboshi Dai's indifferent yet feignedly innocent face, he strongly suspected that the man was doing it on purpose.
Perhaps noticing his unfriendly gaze, and feeling it unnecessary to offend his newly allied teammate right away, Moroboshi Daisuke, unusually perceptive, did not delve into the matter further, only saying, "I have no particular opinion on this matter; on the contrary, I have heard that you people have amassed a lot of wealth for the organization."
Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was just about to explain: ...
Then why are you staring at my amulet? If I were to say something like, "I don't actually believe in that electronic religion," the other person would only think I'm making a weak excuse after being exposed.
Before he could even speak, he was already thinking about how to suggest, without arousing suspicion, that this person be assigned to the route with the weakest supply lines during the later operational meeting. After all, he wouldn't feel guilty since they were dealing with terrorists.
He thought this way, and when the meeting actually discussed it, he did just that.
Gin presided over the operational meeting. He didn't give these people—or rather, the cannon fodder in his eyes—a chance to get to know each other. He simply divided them into several groups of varying sizes, gave each group an address, and told them to arrive on time the next day. Perhaps because he was categorized as a logistics personnel, Morofushi Hiromitsu also received an internal transportation route map of the organization, as well as the contact information of another person in the same logistics department.
He glanced at the map, only to find that even the locations along the route didn't match the addresses Gin had provided. No, "doesn't match" would be an understatement; they weren't even in the same direction.
He looked up at Gin, his cold, murderous gaze meeting Gin's.
I understand, this is a test.
Morofushi Kagemitsu didn't want to die, so he pretended not to know anything, withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and became a trustworthy listener.
Gin quickly looked away, as if he hadn't been looking this way at all, and then began to talk about the different requirements for each squad.
Their operation took place in the evening. During the day, they would drive to the base designated by the organization, where they would rest briefly before waiting for the battle signal to launch their attack.
Moroboshi Daisuke was assigned to the smallest combat team, so he openly reduced the amount of weapon support he received, which also aligned with Gin's orders to them: travel light and move stealthily.
Having conveyed the basic information, Gin emphasized two specific sections, which seemed to be of great importance to the organization.
"...The drug centers in Zones C and D must be completely destroyed, especially the buildings marked with red dots on the map. After the two groups assigned here enter the buildings, remember to contact the intelligence team and tell them that you have another special mission."
Special mission?
Morofushi Kagemitsu straightened up slightly, expecting Gin to say more about the mission, but Gin made a feint and changed the subject to other matters.
He quickly glanced around and noticed that everyone was curious about the matter, but no one asked because of Gin's authority... Oh, except for Moroboshi Dai sitting next to him. Like a troublesome student in class, he wanted to ask directly, but after being stopped and lightly kicked, he didn't say anything more.
Their actions were noticed by Gin, the teacher on the podium, who gave them a sharp warning, as if he was about to throw chalk at them. No, Gin wouldn't be that gentle; even unarmed, he would probably take out his targets one by one with bullets.
After silently complaining to himself, Morofushi Kagemitsu decided that he should try to investigate from the perspective of logistics planning.
He was still quite interested in that special mission. The personnel sent to those two areas were all highly experienced, including four codenamed members such as Vermouth. They were also equipped with the best equipment available to them. Perhaps there was some great secret about the organization hidden there.
Are you thinking about that special mission?
After the meeting, everyone dispersed and returned to their rooms. It was then that Dai Moroboshi brought up the topic.
Seeing the eagerness in his eyes, and considering that he had reached a "mutually beneficial" cooperation agreement with him just a few hours ago, Morofushi Kagemitsu casually reminded him, "That mission is clearly not something people of our level can handle. Besides, Gin is watching you, so it's better not to do anything reckless."
Moroboshi Dai seemed unconcerned and said, "I think you should have the support plan for this, right? Don't you want to make more contributions through this? If I'm not mistaken, the USB drive you're using on your laptop now is different from the one you used during the operations meeting. Besides, compared to the other person in charge of logistics, you don't seem to need a more efficient tool."
Morofushi Kagemitsu glanced at his USB drives. To avoid suspicion, the electronic products he used all looked very similar; at a glance, almost no one would notice any difference between these extremely similar USB drives. Even if someone did notice the slightest difference, no one would think to this extent.
This Moroboshi Dai is indeed not to be underestimated.
However... considering that this person usually seemed so aloof, yet he was talking more and more every day in order to obtain information, he couldn't help but have other thoughts.
By this time, he had thoroughly investigated the support from Zones C and D, as well as the situation around their actual mission location. After thinking for a moment, he chose a somewhat vague statement and said, "The mission should be related to people."
"People?" Moroboshi Dai wanted to ask something else. "Are there any important figures there?"
Zhu Fujingguang shrugged and said, "I don't know about that. As a logistics person, I don't need to know the details of the mission so clearly."
Moroboshi Dai said with a meaningful tone, "But you were able to deduce that from this. It's a bit of a waste of your talents to only involve you in logistics allocation."
Oh? Is it because you're dissatisfied with the weapon allocation because you didn't favor Moroboshi Dai?
“The FBI is keeping a close eye on things.” Recalling the news preview he had received, Morofushi Hiromitsu casually made up an excuse and directly shifted the blame to the FBI.
Moroboshi Dai raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised, and said, "Oh? It seems you have other sources of information."
Zhu Fujingguang smiled but remained silent.
While the man's probing wasn't entirely wrong in some respects—he had simply pinpointed the source of the intelligence to within the police system—he, a mere member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau, didn't possess the power to infiltrate the FBI. This time, Moroboshi was clearly mistaken. However, misunderstanding was one thing; he had no interest in clarifying things for them. He didn't believe the organization didn't have a mole within it.
Moreover, the "wrong group" incident has been making headlines recently. The member whose initials were AT, mistaken for an important FBI member, infiltrated the group alone and stole a lot of intelligence, becoming famous within the organization overnight. If Moroboshi Dai mistakenly believes he didn't get the information from that person, he might feel a little threatened, and perhaps share more other intelligence in the future—why not?
Morofushi Kagemitsu was completely unperturbed, while Moroboshi Dai was deep in thought with a serious expression.
He ignored his strange temporary roommate and took out his phone to add the number of another support staff member. After waiting quite a while, even after he had finished his work, the other person finally replied.
[This is Xiao Su. I was just taking inventory of the weapons stockpile for the handover forms before we depart tomorrow.]
Morobuchi Kagemitsu wrote down a note for him and replied simply with "[1]".
After finally finishing the tasks assigned by the organization, he looked at his watch and it was almost midnight. He packed his things, said goodbye to his temporary roommate, and went to sleep.
Nothing was said that night.
As for the incident where he got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water and was startled to find Moroboshi Dai standing on the balcony like a female ghost, let's just pretend it never happened.
He finished his breakfast indifferently, and didn't say a word to Moroboshi Dai until they left the hotel in separate cars.
But when he actually arrived at the organization's warehouse, he couldn't help but speak to Xiao Su:
"...What's going on?"
Zhu Fujingguang pointed to the enormous, well-known cartoon mouse on the transport vehicle and asked.
Xiao Su said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's for disguise! I drew it all night yesterday!"
Who would draw Mickey Mouse on a black cargo truck?! Even Gin, who is known for his arrogance, knows not to mess with a company that has the world's strongest legal department.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was in a real headache and quickly told Kogure to wipe the stuff off.
Xiao Su scratched his head, but still managed to paint over the artwork after being given a stern look and some explanation.
This back-and-forth trip wasted a lot of time.
Just as Morobuchi Kagemitsu was urging Kosuke to get into the carriage, Anti-Fraud Lord called him again.
"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"
He hesitated for a moment, then gave the driver's seat to Xiao Su and sat in the passenger seat to check the news feed.
This is the vibration of the latest news, something that will happen in about six hours. It's best to check it as soon as possible.
...Wait, they won't get arrested because Mickey Mouse wasn't completely covered up, will they?
He shook his head, banishing the absurd thought, before clicking on the news:
[Terrorist attack! Airport explosion kills several people, including several researchers!]
Researcher?
Zhu Fujingguang felt that this matter was not simple.
A note from the author:
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Akai: Fighting on home soil, the advantage is in my hands!
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