I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

If it is fake, it doesn’t matter. We can still do what we are supposed to do afterwards.

But if it is true, then there will be some arguments.

"Hondou Eikai, this is my real name, and Ethan Hondou is my father, who was also a CIA investigator lurking in the organization, but he died in a mission a few years ago to protect me."

Rena Mizunashi repeated it again, and she paused noticeably when she mentioned that her father died in the line of duty.

At this point, the basement had fallen into complete silence.

Serabelle looked up at the sky and gave up thinking.

Akai Mary continued to hold her forehead with her hand without saying a word.

In the end, Shuichi Akai and Judy looked at each other.

"… Let's call Mr. James first."

As a rookie investigator who has only been in the job for a short time, Teacher Judy is very aware of her status as a rookie and knows very well that she should ask her superiors for instructions when she is in doubt.

Although Shuichi Akai felt that this was a bit inappropriate, he couldn't think of a solution in a short period of time, so he could only nod in agreement.

So Judy took out her cell phone and went aside to report to her superior.

Rena Mizunashi turned her head and glanced in the direction where the female foreign teacher left, then quickly retracted her gaze and returned it to Serabell and Akai Mari in front of her.

She smiled and took the initiative to chat with the two of them.

"Come to think of it, are you also from the FBI?"

“…This has nothing to do with you.”

Serabel rejected the hostess's attempt without hesitation.

"Besides, I have something to ask you. First of all, are you currently a core member of the organization?"

"Hmm~"

Mizuno Rena was not in a hurry and spread her hands calmly.

"As an intelligence officer, my professional ethics do not allow me to reveal any important information to unidentified people. Although the other two FBI investigators present seem to trust you, I will not reveal more before I can verify your identity."

"Oh, really?"

Serabelle took out the recording phone and shook it.

"I have recorded your confession that you are a CIA agent. What do you think would happen if this recording was posted online and heard by other people in your organization?"

"It's just a few words. They won't believe it so easily."

"you sure?"

"..."

Mizuno Rena was speechless for a moment.

Based on her current understanding of the organization, it is extremely large, with members spread across the world.

According to incomplete statistics based on Rena Mizunashi's personal experience, about fifty to sixty percent of the organization's members are paid to do their jobs and have no fancy ideas. They are the kind of people who will agree to anything if you pay them enough, like Vodka Chianti Cohn.

Then there are 30% who have their own ulterior motives. They are not satisfied with the rewards given by the organization, but want to get more through their own means, such as Vermouth.

As for the last 10%, they are complete diehards who put the organization first in everything, like Gin.

But it is precisely these 10% of die-hards who can suppress the other 50 to 60% of the working class from daring to change jobs, and make the 30% who have ulterior motives dare not reveal their intentions openly.

It’s not because these 10% diehard fans are so powerful, but because Gin, the diehard leader, is crazy enough.

He could point his gun at his colleague's forehead at the slightest sign of trouble, and he could also pull the trigger just because he got even the slightest evidence that the other party was suspected of betraying the organization.

But it is such a crazy person who still holds the power of life and death over all members of the organization.

It can be said that as long as this guy does not suffer from schizophrenia one day and starts indiscriminately shooting all members of the organization, as long as there is the slightest solid evidence of betrayal of the organization, even if Gin kills the other 90% of the people in the organization as the BOSS, he will not say a word of objection.

To sum up, Mizunashi Rena had no way of guaranteeing that this crazy man wouldn't shoot herself dead just because of a recording of unknown authenticity.

"...Okay, I'll answer your first question."

After weighing the pros and cons, Mizuno Rena sighed softly.

"You guessed right. I am indeed a core member of the organization. It should be said that all those who have wine names as code names are core members of the organization."

"Very good, then the second question."

Serabelle clapped softly.

"Do you remember the names Miyano Atsushi and Miyano Elena?"

This problem was like the difficulty of one plus one in elementary school math suddenly increased to a function problem. The difficulty soared and it also made Mizunashi Rena fall into a long period of thinking.

It wasn't until nearly ten seconds had passed that she shook her head in confusion.

"Who is that?"

Ok?

A big question mark also appeared above Serabelle's head.

Based on his current understanding of several known members of the organization, the fact that the Miyano couple died... or more precisely, disappeared in the fire was not a secret.

At least Vermouth knows it, and Gin probably knows it too. Pisco, as a veteran who has been active in Japan for many years, probably knows it too. Even Vodka, the fool who has been following Gin for so many years, might know it too.

Why don't you know? Aren't you also a core member?

Mizuno Rena suddenly realized: "Oh, right, this Miyano Atsushi and Miyano... Elena you mentioned? They sound a bit like relatives or a couple. Are they part of the executive department?"

"No."

Serabelle shook her head.

"It's probably something like... doing scientific research, not the kind of fighting and killing."

“That’s the R&D department.”

Mizuno Reina said with certainty.

"Then I really don't know. The executive department and the research and development department are completely separate. Except for Gin as the head of the executive department, the rest of the organization members are not allowed to circulate. Even when eating in the restaurant, any form of communication is prohibited."

grass……

Serabelle understood now.

Gin is like a catfish. He is responsible for assessing the loyalty of everyone in the entire Japanese branch, so he can go wherever he wants.

Vermouth can travel freely because her level is high enough and she is likely to be someone with connections.

Pisco has simply lived a long time and has experienced many things personally.

As for the rest of the people in the executive department... they are just outsourced thugs!

Chapter 462: Recycling of Waste... Miss Mizunashi Reina

While Serabelle was still chatting with Rena Mizunashi, Judy came over after finally asking for instructions from her superior over the phone.

Unexpectedly, she did not have any negative emotions and answered very seriously.

"Mr. James has learned about the situation and said he will give us a reply soon."

"How fast?"

Serabelle shrugged and guessed based on her previous impression of the efficiency of the functional departments during her time at MI6.

"Two days? Three days? Or longer?"

"This one……"

Judy hesitated.

She wanted to say that the FBI's efficiency was not that low, but then she thought about how the reports she had submitted in the past would not be approved until the next day at the earliest. Often, they would take two or three times to process, and if it happened to be a busy period, it might take a week.

It seems...it's not certain.

"Don't worry, it won't take that long."

Just when everyone was in a stalemate, Akai Mary suddenly said something lightly.

"If your superiors or even your immediate boss take your mission seriously enough, the reply should be on the way by now."

Jingle bell bell~

Before she finished her words, Judy's cell phone rang suddenly.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was actually James calling.

connected.

"Hello? It's connected...Judy-kun, please check your computer now. There should be an encrypted email sent to it."

"learn."

After simply ending the call, Judy put away her phone and signaled with her eyes that others should follow her. Then she turned around, pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom and walked in first.

Due to the lack of a powerful ventilation system, the bedroom was still filled with the faint fishy smell left by Rena Mizunashi.

Stepping into such an environment again, no one showed any strange expression, even Rena Mizunashi herself just pursed her lips slightly.

Judy's personal computer was placed on a wooden barrel in the corner next to the bed in the bedroom. The barrel was olive-shaped, with flat surfaces at both ends, and could barely be used as a table when stood up.

She walked over to the wooden barrel, bent down, used the fingerprint lock to wake up the computer, and manipulated it to open the email.

On the email interface, a golden "new" word was quietly marked on the right side of the "unread" column.

I clicked on the only unread email, entered my password with my back to the person, and the moment I pressed Enter, the content of the email was instantly loaded on the screen.

"This is……"

Judy took one look and her eyes widened.

"what happened?"

Akai Shuichi asked in a deep voice.

"No, it's nothing."

Judy shook her head to indicate that it was okay, and as she turned around, she also rotated the laptop in her hand 180 degrees, showing one side of the screen to everyone.

The content of the email was a top-secret CIA file, which clearly recorded all the personal information and life experience of Rena Mizunashi...or Eikai Hondou, from appearance to blood type and fingerprints, everything was clearly written down without exception, including that she had a father named Ethan Hondou who had died in the line of duty.

Mizuno Reina nodded slightly: "It seems that my identity has been confirmed."

"That's right in principle..."

Judy only said half of her words, then she turned the computer back towards herself, copied the fingerprint information in the file into one of the applications in the computer, and then turned to Mizunashi Rena again.

"But just to be on the safe side, please do a fingerprint verification."

"no problem."

Rena Mizunoshi had no objection to this, and without any hesitation, she placed her fingers one by one on the fingerprint lock to sense it.

Ten fingers correspond to ten fingerprints, and all verifications pass, confirming that it is indeed me.

"Now that the identification is complete, what should we do next?"

Serabelle half-leaned on the railing at the end of the bed with her hands in her pockets.

"Although I believe that since we both know each other's identities, Ms. Mizunashi Reina, as a half-colleague, will definitely tell you everything she knows, but based on the conversation just now, I really don't think Ms. Mizunashi Reina has a deep understanding of the organization."

"There's nothing we can do about it, because the organization strictly controls the degree of knowledge each member has about the organization. Just like members of the executive department are forbidden from visiting the R&D department, members of the R&D department are also forbidden from visiting the executive department. It's all a separate convention."

Mizuno Rena spread her hands helplessly to indicate that it was indeed the case.

"At least, no one I know of so far has claimed to have a detailed understanding of the entire organization... Maybe Vermouth can, but I'm not familiar with her, and this is the first time I've worked with her."

Everyone present knew who Vermouth was, so no one was confused about it.

But Judy's ideas were obviously more naive than others.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about the location of the organization's current base..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know that either."

Mizuno Rena shook her head regretfully.

"Since I officially joined the organization after the training period, I have been living in a house I rented. If the assassination of Domon Yasuhiru is successful, I may be given the qualification to enter the organization's new base, but for now I am not qualified."

"New base?" Judy didn't understand the term. "What is the old base?"