I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

"I think cooperation is not a bad idea. At least our actions in the organization will be much easier after "[-]"."

Mizuno Reina leaned against the wooden box and put forward a different view.

Her father sacrificed his life for the undercover operation, so she also understood that if it could make the undercover operation go more smoothly, she might as well make some concessions.

"But can you guarantee that the forces behind you will not make mistakes?"

The bearded Aquavit immediately retorted.

"Anyway, we already know each other's identities, so wouldn't it be nice to cooperate."

Weishilian stood next to Mizuno Reina and made his position clear.

Although they come from different countries, as espionage officers, several of them master multiple foreign languages, and Sakura Mandarin is no exception.

The small warehouse suddenly erupted in discussions with different accents.

"It seems that your idea is not so easy to realize!"

Bourbon stood next to Shinichi and said jokingly.

"Yes, don't you need to take action now?"

Patting his shoulder, Shinichi reminded with a smile.

"I?"

"Of course, use your own experience."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Bourbon suddenly fell silent. Of course he knew what Shinichi was referring to.

It was a mission assigned by the organization. He acted with his friend who was also an undercover agent, but something went wrong in the process.

In order not to be discovered by others who were about to arrive that both of them were undercovers, Zhufu Jingguang, codenamed Scotch Whiskey, was willing to die in the hands of his friends.

This is another of Bourbon’s pet peeves.

It would be fine if his friend really sacrificed his life for the undercover career, but in the end he discovered that the guy who came after the incident was also an undercover agent.

The unwillingness and anger that his friend died in vain made Bourbon deeply hate the man named Akai Shuichi.

It was precisely because of this experience that he agreed with Shinichi's undercover cooperation plan.

If he had met this guy earlier, maybe he wouldn't have...

Looking at Shinichi's childish face, Bourbon silently gave up his assumption.

It's already outrageous to have monster-like abilities at this age. If Shinichi were a few years younger, he wouldn't be able to believe that situation.

"Everyone, look to me! I'm announcing something..."

Taking a few steps forward, Bourbon called out and attracted the attention of several people in the argument.

The heavy and slightly sad memories of the past made Shui Wu Lina and others sympathize with each other, and they also deeply understood a truth.

It is also a good choice for the undercover agents to sit down and have a good talk together.

"Our CIA actually has several undercover agents in the organization."

"Our MI6 is also..."

"CSIS also has several..."

"BND also..."

After discussing with colleagues outside the warehouse, several people began to share some tellable information.

As for the most confidential things, they will definitely not be told to others.

And Shinichi also achieved his goal this time.

Through the communication devices of several people, although they did not meet the forces behind them, they successfully reached some agreements.

To put it simply, peace!

To a certain extent, Shinichi's operation was completely empty-handed.

He just took the initiative to expose his identity that would have been found out, but in exchange he had some important information about several major forces.

With these undercover information in hand, Shinichi believed that not only would they not dare to attack him, but they would take the initiative to send people to protect him.

Apart from anything else, if he exposed these undercover information to the organization, especially that guy Gin, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to these forces.

Speaking of Gin, Shinichi suddenly wanted to know what this guy's expression looked like now.

A group of undercover agents conspired to cooperate behind his back, and they didn’t know what that guy’s expression would be like. 0

……

"!!!"

In a secluded bar room, Gin, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, took out his pistol and glanced around vigilantly.

"What's wrong! Ani!"

Vodka, who was on guard at the side, heard the noise and rushed forward with concern.

"fine."

After carefully scanning the room with cold eyes, Gin put down the gun after confirming that there was no danger.

He felt an inexplicable malice just now, as if a group of undercover agents were meeting behind the scenes to harm the organization.

This made Gin, who already regarded those guys as rats, very unhappy.

"How are things going?"

Trying to stay calm, Gin asked his loyal little brother.

"Currently we can only focus on Mihua. The specific identity of that guy has to wait until our undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department investigate the information."

Hanhan Vodka said honestly.

Because a murder occurred at that time, the Metropolitan Police Department will definitely take notes on the people present, and perhaps it will be able to leave some useful information.

"Hmph, things like undercover can come in handy at times like this."

Gin snorted coldly, his expression revealing deep disdain.

"Ani, what will we do when we find out the true identity of that guy from Death?"

Vodka poured a glass of vodka for his eldest brother, and then asked curiously.

"Of course we need to first determine which side this 3.1 guy is on!"

The corner of his mouth curled into a dangerous arc, and Gin's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Obviously, if he could not guarantee his loyalty to the organization, he would not hesitate to take action.

"I'll continue to take a rest, and you'll be on guard."

After drinking all the vodka in the glass, Gin lay down on the sofa, lowered the brim of his hat, and still held the Beretta M92F tightly in his right hand.

Even though he is now in a safe house set up by the organization, his vigilance has not diminished at all.

"Yes! Ani, give it!"

Vodka replied confidently.

Ever since Gin discovered the last time he hid the photo, he has become even more loyal.

On the sofa, Gin frowned, as if he had a nightmare.

Chapter 178 No one can refuse Xiaolan’s kindness

　　It was another peaceful day. Shinichi was lying on the sofa and blowing on the air conditioner. The pleasant cool air mixed with the chirping of cicadas outside the window made people drowsy.

Although the matter at the organization has not been completely resolved, it will not be far away in a few days.

Now that some of the powerful wine masters scattered abroad have been summoned to Sakura Country, there will undoubtedly be a big move next.

Until then, Xinyi just needs to wait for work.

To put it in an exaggerated way, his informants are everywhere in the organization now, and he can get the news with just the slightest move.

What's more, there are also those forces behind the undercovers who help.

One advantage of this kind of interest-based cooperation is that you can be assured of it until this interest disappears or is replaced by a greater interest.

"Oh~ I still feel so troublesome!"

Complaining, Shinichi reached out to the side to fish out, but found nothing.

Neither the little loli nor the little guy was at home, which made Shinichi, who was used to holding something in his arms, feel a little uncomfortable.

10

Accompanied by her sister, Xiao Ai went to Dr. Ali's house next door, planning to borrow the laboratory to study the antidote to APTX4869.

Miyano Akemi said that she hoped that her sister could stay like a child and experience childhood life again.

But when he knew that an antidote might be developed, he went to help without saying a word.

After all, it is very uncomfortable for an adult soul to be trapped in a child's body.

Miyano Akemi also feels the same way.

She was used to living a normal life, but one day she suddenly turned into a ghost. The differences in all aspects made her always feel very awkward.

Fortunately, she has become increasingly proficient in exercising her spiritual power. Even without Shinichi's help, she can maintain her normal form for about twelve hours a day.

The day when she becomes a migrant worker should not be far away.

Just when Shinichi was about to fall asleep on the sofa, a phone call broke the peace.

"Shinichi! Oh no! Naoko is missing!"

"Nani! Naoko, she actually... By the way, who is Naoko?"

Startled by Xiaolan's panicked tone, Xin immediately took over the topic, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any impression of the name.

"That's Naoko! Takei Naoko! She's a classmate of our class!"

"It's her~"