Chapter 83
Without any hope, Kono Seiyoshi logged into the organization's intranet to look for any clues related to "Vin Santo", but he found nothing.
He also tried to look through several research projects handled by the organization in the United States, and even found the "Silver Bullet" that Shirley's parents had studied. However, the projects under his own name had always been blocked.
Kono Seiryoshi held the system in his arms and fell silent.
He couldn't help but ask: "Is this really the attitude to do research?" It looked too much like a blank check to satisfy the client...
The light ball was inexplicably in high spirits: [This is a good opportunity! So did you remember something?]
Kono Seiryoshi stroked his chin and thought for a moment before answering honestly, "No."
According to the experience of the previous instance, the memory can only be unlocked when the key node is triggered. After he came here, he met three undercover agents, Gin and his unimportant younger brother, Shirley and Bermode. He did remember some old events, but the progress of the mission did not change much, so it was not the key.
He listed the things he needed to do one by one and checked them carefully using the system.
The first and most important one is to ensure that the power fluctuation of the black organization does not exceed 10%.
"How should I put it... I feel like even if I do nothing, this goal will be easily achieved, right?" Or rather, if he just sits there and does nothing, the organization can save some money...
Even if there was an undercover agent, it happened before he came here. Judging from an objective point of view, compared with the unfathomable power of the organization, the power of the undercover agent is still too weak to shake the roots of the organization.
In short, this seems to be a job that requires no technical skills...but is the task really that simple?
Gongye Shengliang did not dare to be careless. He always felt that there would be some pitfalls ahead that he had not discovered yet, so he made a firm note of this.
The second one was something the system had never mentioned, but it had always bothered him: "Why did someone want to kill me in the last instance?"
"You can't die without knowing why." Gongye Shengliang pondered for a moment and made a decision: "Okay, it's decided. Tomorrow we will use the organization's money to investigate this matter."
In fact, he wanted to start the investigation from the beginning, but his body couldn't keep up. He took on another mission right after reuniting with his friends. He didn't do much and was locked up after failing the mission. A series of bad news followed one after another. It was not until today that he had some free time.
Thinking of this, something flashed through Kono Seira's mind. He took out his cell phone and silently said to Gin's call records, "I'm very sorry, but Gin, since you hate me so much, let's not contact each other" - after that, he added Gin's number to the blacklist without any psychological burden.
The boss of the organization is mysterious and never shows up. The second-in-command, Rum, uses his power to treat people differently. Isn't it reasonable for him to follow in their footsteps and refuse to accept the mission? This is corporate culture!
Anyway, he will not go to the confinement room for the second time. If there is an emergency, he can let Vermouth contact him. Forget about Gin. Every time he receives news, it is not good. In order for his plan to proceed smoothly, he must take the initiative and blacklist Gin!
After solving Gin's phone number, Seira Kono's mood suddenly became much brighter, and even the fact that the researcher informed him that there was a problem with the drug analysis was not so difficult to accept.
The tempered glass exposed the huge laboratory in its entirety. Miyano Shiho stood outside the window, with two researchers wearing the same uniform as her standing next to her, discussing something with serious expressions.
Seeing him coming, Shirley's expression eased a little, and she whispered something to the researcher next to her. The latter voluntarily left and gave the two of them the space.
“Is the problem serious?” asked Kono Seiyoshi.
Shirley pressed her eyebrows together, her voice still low: "After comparing all the databases, there are still two reagents that cannot be replaced, and the success rate of the remaining samples is less than one point."
"That is to say..."
Kono Seiryoshi answered for her softly, "In other words, the experiment failed."
"……Um."
Although she had prepared herself mentally, Shiho Miyano still inevitably felt frustrated.
As a researcher who also develops drugs, she knows some inside information to a certain extent.
For example... Holy Wine can still stand here and talk to her normally, all thanks to those potions that cannot be replicated.
After a moment of silence, the brown-haired girl raised her head with a serious look on her face: "How many more do you have?"
"Hmm?" Kouno Seiryoshi came back to his senses and recalled, "I have... maybe three left."
Apart from those used for experiments, he brought five with him when he came to Japan. He used one each after the plane landed and in the confinement room. The remaining three would basically last until the end of the mission if nothing unexpected happened.
Drug research is a time-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive project. Perhaps Shirley could compress the time to develop a substitute to the shortest possible time, but there is no need to do so.
Hearing his answer, Shirley's eyes widened, and she rarely showed confusion and helplessness: "Is this all that's left?"
Kono Seiryoshi looked at her and had some thoughts in his mind.
He looked indifferent, and curved his lips upwards in a routine manner: "I know my limits, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore."
Although he felt a little guilty towards Shirley, he found that this slightly commanding and strict tone was the most effective in the organization compared to gentle discussions.
As expected, Shirley fell silent. She held the folder a little stiffly, but she did not refute.
"Let's go."
Kono Seiryoshi was the first to leave the laboratory corridor. He took two steps and then stopped, looking back at Shirley: "Eat something to cushion your appetite. If you really have no appetite... take a look at the PRADA I gave you?"
The cold white light of the fluorescent lamp reflected in his eyes as he looked back. The light in his eyes was as moist as the unique bloodstone, and the reflection in them was clearly visible.
“…”
Miyano Shiho raised her hand to hold her falling hair and nodded slightly.
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Seiji Kono placed the suitcase brought by Vermode at the research institute for analysis. It was said that it was a special radiation-proof box with only a small piece in the middle containing experimental materials. No wonder it was so heavy. I don't know how it passed the security check.
After saying goodbye to Shirley and on the way back to the apartment, Kono Seiryoshi suddenly realized that he had forgotten something very important.
Oh no...! He promised Jinpei Matsuda that he would go to the cafe when he was free, but he has never been there in such a long time. Will he be regarded as a liar who broke the promise?!
He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling frustrated but helpless. The villain in his heart could only punch the air with a set of martial arts.
When they arrived at the cafe, Kono Seiryoshi couldn't wait to call out to Morobushi Keimitsu who was in the driver's seat: "Just stop here... I have something to do."
Zhufu Jingguang responded and parked the car under the nearest parking sign.
After checking his hat and mask to make sure they were all right, Kono Seiryoshi opened the car door and prepared to go to the store location he remembered last time, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
He turned around and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who had also gotten off the bus for some reason, and slowly asked a question: "Scotland, do you have anything to do too?"
Morofushi Jingguang smiled, his upturned phoenix eyes were warm and gentle, his azure irises were as calm as the sea, but the words he said were not so beautiful:
"To prevent the last loss of contact from happening again, please let me stay with you to protect you."
Gong Ye Shengliang was caught off guard by the snort and almost coughed: "Ahem... No need, I brought my cell phone with me, I will contact you if anything happens."
I can’t imagine three people meeting in a cafe and pretending not to know each other. It’s so embarrassing that I want to call the police!
"Really not necessary?" Zhufu Jingguang looked a little doubtful.
Gongye Shengliang nodded hurriedly, and just as he was about to persuade him to go home early and rest, he saw the black-haired young man's originally disapproving brows relax again.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Morofushi Jingguang say, "I can't decide this on my own. I'd better ask the Gin Bar."
Kono Seiryoshi: “?”
Kouno Seiryoshi: "???"
Are you threatening him with gin? It's a threat!
Morofushi Jingguang handed the phone to him and looked at him in a very democratic and inquiring manner.
Kono Seiryoshi stood there in shock, utterly stunned and incredulous. He didn't even bother to look at his phone. There was even a barely perceptible hint of accusation and grievance in the look he gave Morobuchi Keimitsu.
Why... Jingguang was obviously not like this before...
Woo.