I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

If you put aside the hairstyle, it's exactly like the adult form of Reborn in Katekyo Hitman.

"Now that your costume is ready, what are you going to do next?"

Shuichi Akai was leaning against the bedside table, with his cigarette box on the table behind him. He probably wanted to light a cigarette to relieve his boredom while waiting, but gave up when he thought that this was a ward.

He glanced at the list of identity information of three suspects that was brought by other FBI colleagues next to the cigarette box.

"It's the same question as before. We can only narrow down the suspects to three people, but there is probably only one real suspect. What will you do if the first one makes a wrong bet?"

"Then we can only use the big memory erasure technique~"

Serabelle irresponsibly made a downward chopping motion with her hand towards the air.

Seeing this familiar gesture, Rena Mizuno, who was sitting on the bed, subconsciously shrank her neck.

Shuichi Akai wanted to say something, but after a little thought he chose to shut up.

Although this method sounds unreliable, it is currently the most reliable method among all the unreliable ones.

"What happens after we find it?"

Judy always thinks it's better to be safe than sorry.

"Do you need us to guard outside? If something unexpected happens... like their identity is exposed or something, we can rush in to rescue them in time."

She knew that Serabelle's plan was to pretend to be a core member of the Black Organization to obtain information, but the problem was how to make the other party believe in this identity, which was the biggest difficulty.

However, Serabelle waved her index finger nonchalantly in response.

"No need, and there's no way I'll be discovered. I just need to say I'm from Gin's side. As for the code name... let's just use Vino."

Vino? VINO?

Judy immediately understood what the boy meant. As far as she knew, whether it was gin, vodka, Kir, Chianti or Cohen, they were actually types of wine.

If codes are issued according to the type of wine, then wine is also a name that fits the code creation rules very well.

But this still leaves a problem.

"…What if the other party did not infiltrate at the instigation of Gin, but at the suggestion of other core members of the organization?"

"How can it be."

Serabelle adjusted the hat on her head and walked to the door with the list. Hearing this, she put one hand on her cane and turned her face slightly.

"Think about it carefully. If your mission went wrong, what would you do first?"

"Yes--"

Judy hesitated.

In the brief moment of her hesitation, Serabell had already pushed the door open and went out, and the voice of Akai Shuichi came from behind her.

"Don't report it to your superiors yet, and try to handle it yourself, right?"

However, what responded to him was the sound of the door closing, and Judy turned around with a slightly worried look on her face.

Akai Shuichi curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled softly, then shrugged.

"Don't underestimate him. He is just younger than us. We are essentially the same."

……

The perspective switches. As night falls, the eighth floor of the orthopedics department in the inpatient building gradually becomes quiet.

During the day, patients who were seen everywhere walking with difficulty using crutches or holding on to the handrails on the walls on both sides of the corridor for rehabilitation have all returned to their rooms.

After all, it is very necessary for patients to rest more. What's more, different patients have different injuries. Even if they don't rest, others also need to rest. In addition, the sound insulation of hospital wards is just so-so, and walking around outside all the time will always cause some disturbances.

Kusuda Rikudō is one of those people who is quite tactful.

He was transferred from another hospital, and the medical record stated that he had a sprained cervical vertebra...at least that was correct on the surface.

However, his actual purpose was to find a female host who had been missing for several days in this hospital.

Of course, in the past two days, Kusuda Rikumichi has indeed tried very hard to find Mizunashi Rena in this Tokyo First Hospital, which is said to have "a lot of foreigners coming in and out recently", even if it is just to complete the order issued by his boss.

So during the day he actively wandered around the entire inpatient building, searching like a needle in a haystack in the hope of finding something, and late at night, especially in the early morning, he would sneak into the nurses' room on the floor to take pictures of patients' information.

Because he has things to do during the day and at night, the period from after dinner in the evening to late at night is his rare halftime break in the day.

"Really? Even staying in the hospital is like being on call 24 hours a day..."

Next to the beverage vending machine on the eighth floor, Kusuda Rikumichi complained as he inserted a coin and pressed the button just below the can of coffee. The shiny glass panel on the inside reflected the weathered, thin, and unkempt face of a man in his thirties.

There's a protective gear around the neck

Bang!

Hearing the sound of a can falling to the ground from under the vending machine, Kusuda Rikumichi bent down and reached out to take out the can of coffee he ordered. During the whole process, his neck moved smoothly and freely, without any signs of injury or pain.

"In two more nights at most, my mission will be over..."

Standing up with a can of coffee in his hand, Kusuda Rikumichi muttered something to himself leisurely, then turned and walked towards his single room.

His ward was actually not far from the vending machine, only about twenty meters around the corner.

But just as Kusuda Rikumichi returned to the ward and turned the gateball to open the door, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew towards him, causing the corner of his eye to twitch slightly.

The lights in the room were off, but the balcony windows were open. The dim environment made the night view of Tokyo outside the window appear particularly clear and beautiful.

Except for the dark figure standing under the curtains blown by the cold wind.

"...How is the progress of the task assigned to you by the organization?"

Chapter 486 Sister Mary is still waiting for me at home

Kusuda Rikumichi did not immediately respond to the sudden visit of the unknown person.

Although he is not a core member of any organization and has not even received a code name, he is at least a peripheral member who can be entrusted with important tasks by the organization.

To put it bluntly, if someone with his identity is discovered and arrested by the police, even if there is no signature by the Japanese government ministers agreeing to the execution, he will be sentenced to life imprisonment at the very least.

Therefore, Kusuda Rikumichi always takes an extremely cautious attitude towards such questions which are most likely to be tests and deceptions against him.

So he took the initiative to walk into the room and closed the door behind him.

One end of the air circulation channel was blocked, and the cold wind blowing in from the balcony was suddenly weakened.

Without the fluttering curtains blurring his vision, Kusuda Rikumichi was finally able to see the figure clearly.

From a rough glance, it was clear that the other person was taller than him. His voice was unexpectedly young, and judging from the breadth of his shoulders, he must be a male.

"…Who are you? Why are you here? This is my single room. If you are not a medical staff, please leave immediately, or I will call the nurse!"

Kusuda Rikumichi's attitude was quite tough. After all, the other party did not reveal more information that could prove his identity, and it was impossible for him to just answer every question stupidly.

It's not Officer Takagi.

"Oh? You're pretty tough."

Serabelle turned her back to the night view outside the window, folded her hands in front of her, pressed her cane, and tapped the ground lightly.

"Should I say that you are being cautious or should I praise you for growing stronger? Or have you forgotten the mission that Gin gave you?"

"you……"

As soon as he heard the word "gin", cold sweat instantly broke out on Kusuda Rikudō's forehead.

He admitted that although he had never done good things since he was a child, compared with the core members of the organization, what he did was just petty theft at best.

Those people are all devils who kill without blinking an eye!

However, just now, he actually rejected the core member's question very firmly, and even threatened to ask medical staff to kick the other party out.

This is... I'm going to die!

Kusuda Rikumichi took a deep breath to calm himself down, slowly squatted down and put the coffee can in his hand on the ground, then stood up, bent over and bowed.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to confirm my identity..."

A man can bend and stretch.

"Well, it doesn't matter. I understand your difficulties. Since this is our first meeting, let me introduce myself, Vino."

Unexpectedly, the other party forgave me very easily.

Then Kusuda Rikumichi saw the figure on the balcony pick up his cane, tap the ground lightly, and walk to a position about two or three meters in front of him and stop, then he continued to ask.

"So, has the person been found?"

Of course, the person was not found.

Kusuda Rikumichi was very clear that his crisis was not over yet, because every day he sent the names of the names he took in the nurses' offices on each floor to Gin, which meant that Gin knew his progress.

But even when they knew the specific progress, they still sent people to inquire about the progress. It was obvious that this was not really to inquire about the progress, but to convey a meaning.

——Why are you making so little progress? Are you tired of living?

"Well..." Kusuda Rikudō said, "In fact, I send the list of patients I find every day to Brother Gin via text message."

"Well, that means it was not found."

Serabel was slow and measured. He suddenly realized that he had a talent for this job.

"How many more days will it take?"

"Two days... No, one day! One day at most!"

Kusuda Rikumichi was sweating profusely. After experiencing Gin's murderous crushing, to him, any core member of the organization was no different from Gin. They would point guns at other people's foreheads at any time and choose whether to pull the trigger based on their mood.

"Tonight I will take pictures of all the names in the nurses' offices on the remaining floors and send them to Brother Gin's phone before tomorrow morning!"

After saying the last sentence, Kusuda Rikumichi closed his eyes tightly, and the angle formed by his upper and lower body became increasingly humble.

To be precise, he had not dared to stand up since he bowed. Now, more than a minute had passed, and although the muscles in his lower back had begun to ache and tremble slightly, Kusuda Rikumichi still did not dare to stand up.

Just like this, more than ten seconds passed, and Kusuda Rikumichi, who dared not make a sound, suddenly felt a gust of air passing by him. Then the door behind him seemed to be opened by someone, and just before it closed, a standard London accent with a hint of appreciation came to his ear.

"Good, soundman."

Then the door closed completely.

Without the light from the corridor outside shining through the crack in the door, the ward returned to darkness and silence again.

Kusuda Rikumichi opened his eyes cautiously little by little, and looked around the empty ward where there was no one else except himself. Suddenly, his legs went weak and he fell down, gasping for breath in a cold sweat.

Anyway, survived.

……

On the other side, after leaving Rikudori Kusuda's room, Serabelle went straight back to Rena Mizunashi's ward.

As soon as she pushed the door open and walked in, Judy poked her head out from behind the curtain that served as a screen vigilantly. She was stunned to see that it was Serabelle who came back.

"So fast?"

It was indeed fast. In fact, it took less than five minutes for Serabelle to go out and come back. Such a short period of time made it seem like she didn't go to interrogate members of the organization, but just went to the bathroom on the floor to use the toilet.

"Lucky, I won the first bet."

Serabelle walked around the curtain to the bedside and threw the three patient information in her hand on the bedside table.

At the very top is the file of Rikumichi Kusuda.

"So it was him?"

Akai Shuichi was slightly startled.

"It's him."

Serabelle yawned.

"I scared him a little and he confessed everything. According to him, he will take photos of the patient information in the nurses' offices on each floor of the remaining inpatient building and send them to Gin tonight."

"Then...should we let him take the photo?"

Judy hesitated.

"No, you have to stop him."

Serabelle shook her head.

"Because our goal is to send Miss Mizunashi Reina back in a way that won't arouse suspicion on the other side. The easiest way is to kill Kusuda Rikumichi so that he can't send out the message that should be sent today. In this way, Gin will know that there is a problem here."