[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

He recounted your actions in a heavy-hearted and indignant tone.

You lean close to him, half-lying on his chest, and whisper sweet nothings to him.

"Simon, I could borrow a computer from many other people, why did I specifically ask you? It's because I want to see you!"

The ghost gave a soft snort: "Continue."

That look seemed to say: I know you're making this up, but I love hearing it, keep making it up.

You're very willing to do anything that can be solved with just your words, considering it a way to practice your speaking skills.

“I’m writing the task report because I’m in charge. Didn’t you say I should be more composed? Besides, the fact that I can concentrate on writing the report for 39 minutes proves that I feel very safe with you by my side.”

The ghost's voice softened: "You have a really good way of pleasing people."

You place your hands on his shoulders, prop yourself up, kneel on his thighs with your legs slightly apart, cup his head in your hands, and look down at him.

Would you like to try some?

His two large hands gently gripped your waist and hips, and he looked up at you with his brown eyes.

"Willing to savor..."

You chuckle softly, then gently lift the hem of his mask, finally covering the upper half of his skull mask with the fabric, leaving only his chin and lips exposed.

His vision was completely blocked; he could only feel your soft breathing, smell your faint fragrance, and...

"Then... savor it carefully."

Your slow, seductive voice.

The ghost, its upper face covered by a black cloth, tilted its head back as if waiting devoutly.

He felt something very soft covering his lips, as if a butterfly had landed on them, the subtle and slow rubbing like the butterfly's delicate feet treading on them, light and ticklish.

Those soft breaths were like butterflies fluttering their wings, bringing with them warm, fragrant breezes...

With the vision gone and the sense of touch amplified, even the slightest movement is enough to make one's heart itch unbearably.

You step back slightly and gently rub your nose against his half-exposed nose, as if you are affectionately comforting your partner.

With each breath, two different breaths intertwined to form a light, damp mist.

You opened your mouth, about to press it down...

"Bang bang bang!"

A rapid knocking sounded on the door, and you quickly stood up straight!

The ghost pursed his thin lips, then opened them and muttered annoyed curse: "Fuck this!"

You pulled down his mask, revealing his displeased expression.

"Alright, let's continue next time. Let's see if there's anything urgent first."

After you finished speaking, you stood up, leaving only the ghost lying on the sofa with its head tilted back.

"who!"

He raised a dissatisfied question.

"Lieutenant Koenig, I have something urgent to report!"

The ghost exhaled a deep breath, then sat up straight, its voice cold and hard:

"Come in."

The next second, the door was suddenly flung open!

"yn! What are you doing here?"

Koenig strode towards you, his tall figure closing in as he questioned you:

What were you just doing?!

Whenever you're alone with a man, he'll become suspicious that you're being intimate.

You helplessly remind him, "König, didn't you have something urgent to report?"

Koenig's pressing tone faltered for a moment, then he immediately turned to the ghost and said:

"Lieutenant, we've found a lead on the matter you're investigating."

The ghost's eyes narrowed slightly, and frost seemed to be forming in them.

What was the result?

he asks.

And you, standing quietly to the side, listened.

They don't tell you to leave because they mean you can listen, but you can't interrupt until they actively invite you to join the discussion.

These are the rules for work; you cannot let personal feelings blur the lines between your military ranks.

"Rosen Slater actually did appear in Mexico G later. Just two months after we left, one of his credit cards was used in Mexico G."

Rosen Slater, the person connected to the target when you went on a mission to Mexico G nine months ago, is also a former subordinate of Captain Cameron of the police force.

Although you have been living your lives as usual these past few months, this task is not over yet, and the higher-ups have been paying close attention to the investigation.

However, due to the lack of information, progress has been extremely slow.

You look at Ghost. Did he suddenly send someone to Cha Rosen because he thought of something?

Noticing your questioning look, the ghost tilted its head and explained:

"After Rosen stabbed Lowe, he disappeared without a trace. After the target left in a helicopter, there were no further leads. However, no private helicopters were found entering or leaving the border during that period."

You nodded: "They never left Mexico in the first place."

You discovered this and spent several days investigating it, but it stalled because of Camo's death.

After avenging Camo, you had Oris cooperate with the investigation, but found nothing, so you returned to the base.

only...

"Lieutenant, why are you suddenly focusing your investigation on this Rosen?"

Although Rosen might be Reina's confidant, Reina isn't stupid; if he were truly important, he wouldn't let him be exposed so easily...

wrong!

You looked at the ghost with a conflicted expression, and the latter nodded in response:

"I suspect they are implementing our previous strategy to trap us in a self-validating effect."

The self-validation effect is when an individual actively seeks, interprets, or creates information and feedback that is consistent with existing concepts.

Just like your last impersonation mission, you used such an obviously problematic identity to create the existing concept that he wouldn't be foolish enough to take the risk of deception, thus blurring and interfering with the other party's judgment and choices.

ch.313: Let's do it!

"So, you suspect that Rosen, who is the most exposed, is actually the most important person?"

Ghost nodded: "I suspect that Rosen is very likely a core member, or even... Reina."

You're surprised; you've never really thought of that before.

"Is he Reina? But didn't Rowe say that Rosen and Reina spoke on the phone?"

Ghost: "It's not difficult to do this; there are many ways."

"Pre-recording and hiring actors to play the roles are both possible."

Koenig also spoke up.

You shook your head: "I believe in Luo Wei's abilities. He wouldn't be unable to distinguish a pre-recorded conversation. There must be a person named Reina. I just don't know if it's really a person or an identity."

A person with the ability to lead and make decisions is completely different from someone who uses a generic identity.

Koenig: "Didn't Rowe say that Rosen and Reiner are very familiar with each other, and that their relationship is more than just superior-subordinate?"

Ghost: "Rosen's life is not wealthy, and he is even somewhat strapped for cash. Normally, as Reiner's confidant, he shouldn't be living so poorly."

You: "He has no money, yet he's still willing to be loyal to the other person. That person must be very important to him..."

A figure suddenly flashed through your mind, making you abruptly stop speaking!

The ghost's eyes were as dark as an autumn night, and his voice was deep and hoarse.

"We found Rosen's lighter in the room in the town."

Koenig clenched his fist: "He knows, he knows there's a locator in the lighter, we were deliberately led there!"

But that shouldn't be the case, whether it's your actions, the type of locator, or even the design of the flip lighter and the direction you take when using it.

Even Rosen shouldn't have found out!

Furthermore, if they were deliberately led there, then there is only one possibility.

Someone in your team leaked information during that operation!

It's absolutely impossible for anyone on your side to be involved! Because the investigation into Reina was completely accidental, we can rule out the possibility that he has a mole on your side.

Then it can only be... someone from Camo's side.

"The only person who can make Rosen willingly pledge his loyalty is..."

You murmured very softly.

"Kamo".

The ghost spoke out in assertion.

"Impossible! He's dead!"

Koenig suddenly retorted loudly!

His blue, downturned eyes widened slightly, filled with resistance, as if he couldn't accept this guess.

Or rather, they don't want to accept it.

"But his death was too coincidental, wasn't it?"

The ghostly voice was deep and cold, tearing away the veil that concealed your inner thoughts.