My lover is this organization

"Oh? You didn't notice that Jun was missing. I thought Shiho was the only one who didn't notice." Akemi said in surprise.

"Could it be..." Haibara Ai also reacted at this time.

Just as she said before, there are some things that you just can't understand when you don't want to believe them, but once you face the reality, you will find that those problems that you couldn't understand before are easily solved.

"How should I put this~"

Mingmei scratched her face a little embarrassedly.

"After all, it can be said that the two of us, sister, can be regarded as coincidence, and Shiho, you knew Que-kun first. What's more, I am your elder sister. After something like that happened, I will always feel a little guilty. I want to make up for it, but with Shiho's personality, it will definitely not work if I speak frankly. If I don't handle it well, not only will the plan fail, but it will also become a knot in Shiho's heart. So I can only..."

"Increase the intensity of the persecution." Qin Wuque concentrated his tongue and spoke every word clearly.

"It's provocation, it's the method of provocation!" Mingmei puffed up her cheeks cutely and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Really, how can you call it persecution to your own sister!

"Speaking of which--" Mingmei turned her gaze and stared at her sister again, "Shiho should have had her first time last night, right? How long was it?"

She decisively omitted the verb.

But Huibara Ai still understood. She turned her head away awkwardly and spoke in a very low voice.

"Probably a few...a few hours."

However, Mingmei refused to give in.

"Two or three hours is also a few hours, seven or eight hours is also a few hours, can you be more specific?"

"That's probably... the latter."

The girl's face was so red that it was about to drip with water, and she almost lowered her head to her chest.

But unfortunately, his body age is not right, and there is no front armor with good buffering performance, only steel plates.

Oh no, not completely absent, but only a little.

"Wow~" Mingmei exclaimed from the bottom of her heart.

"Woo..."

In fact, Mingmei is too narrow-minded. It's like a person who has always had a regular diet may suddenly overeat and gain twice as much weight after a breakup. The resentment and unwillingness accumulated over a long period of time burst out all of a sudden, and it doesn't seem impossible that it will happen in just seven or eight hours for the first time.

But at this time, Haibara Ai was extremely embarrassed, and after hitting rock bottom, a counterattack followed.

"Sister, how dare you say that to me? You must have done it with this guy many times!"

"Hoohoo~ I guess so."

In stark contrast to her younger sister's shyness, Mingmei's reaction was completely at the level of a married woman.

She stroked her cheek with one hand, a faint blush appeared on her face, and then she told everyone everything.

"When Quejun and I are together, we usually hang out in the shower room, bedroom, kitchen and living room. Sometimes, too..."

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Ah~ It’s three o’clock. I’ve had lunch and am ready to continue writing the second update.

Chapter 250 Preparing to Move

The two sisters successfully reached a consensus and reconciled perfectly, so the atmosphere of the dinner was quite harmonious.

Qin Wuque was of course very happy to see this.

After dinner, two girls, one big and one small, went into the kitchen to busy themselves, leaving him alone lying on the sofa in the living room, doing nothing but pretending to be Ge You.

It's not that Qin Wuque didn't want to go in and work with his two beloved wives. Old concepts like men working outside and women working inside and gentlemen staying away from the kitchen have long been a thing of the past in China. Now is no longer the era when women without talent were considered virtuous.

But in Japan... I can't say it's all, but a large number of people still hold this mindset, which results in the husband being the only source of income in the family and causing enormous work pressure.

The wife is responsible for taking care of the children and doing housework at home every day. Her status in the family is relatively low. At the very least, she will incur the husband's anger and scolding, or even physical beatings.

In a sense, this is also one of the root causes of the high pressure in Japanese people's lives.

Fortunately, Qin Wuque's situation is different. Although he has a job, he has no work pressure, and he doesn't have to endure the anger of his stupid boss (referring to Rum).

He even dared to confront his boss directly, but his boss couldn't do anything to him. Even Hanzawa Naoki was impressed by this.

The sound of pots and pans colliding could be heard faintly from the kitchen. Qin Wuque rolled over on the sofa in boredom, moved closer, grabbed the TV remote control from the cabinet, and turned on the TV.

Perhaps because no one was at home these days, Mingmei didn't watch her favorite TV series in the living room. She probably watched it alone in her room with her computer on. As soon as she turned on the TV, the familiar Nichiuri TV news channel popped up.

On the screen, the female host, who was dressed modestly but still showed off her attractive figure, had a professional smile on her face and reported one piece of news after another in her business voice, ranging from national affairs to civil disputes.

Don't ask why there are still civil disputes. The answer is to make up the time. After all, news must be broadcast every day, but the problem is that there are not so many political news to broadcast, so we can only make up some trivial family matters to make up the time.

However, considering that it is a Nichimi TV station and not some rural late-night radio station, the host cannot bring up all the trivial matters in the program. He can only broadcast some representative civil disputes to make himself appear more "down-to-earth".

It's very real.

Qin Wuque had no interest in the news and picked up the remote control to change the channel. However, just as he was about to press the remote control, the picture on the TV suddenly changed and a towering "black tower" stood in the city of Tokyo under the night sky.

Judging from the buildings in the background, it is indeed in Tokyo.

However, this "black tower" is not a real black tower. It is just covered with a layer of black construction protection net on the outside to prevent tools or cement bricks from falling and injuring passers-by during the construction process. As for the tower itself, it cannot be seen clearly due to the light and the protection net, but the height is estimated to be about 400 meters.

In comparison, even the Tokyo Tower, which once dominated Tokyo, pales in comparison to the newly built black tower.

"Recently, the 'Suzuki Tower' approved by the Suzuki Foundation has officially started construction. The completion date is still uncertain, but Mr. Jiro Suzuki, the special advisor of the Suzuki Foundation, said personally that they will complete the Suzuki Tower as quickly as possible and open it to the public. At that time, there will be an opening ceremony..."

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump…

At this moment, the theme song of "Door♂ in♂ Door" suddenly sounded in the living room.

Qin Wuque glanced down reflexively following the sound. It turned out that his cell phone was ringing. The caller ID showed a number he had never seen before, and five large characters above it that he had seen on the TV subtitles just two seconds ago.

——Suzuki Jirokichi.

Qin Wuque hesitated for a moment, but then felt relieved.

He was very sure that he had never added Suzuki Jirokichi's mobile phone number, but his current mobile phone was not only processed by Lester, but also stored the artificial intelligence Noah's Ark. Who knows if that guy left any "surprise" in his phone.

It seems that this is the surprise.

Qin Wuque picked up the phone and answered it: "Wai?"

"It's me."

Suzuki Jirokichi's voice came through the phone, steady and majestic.

"I'm sorry to call you at this time. You should have had dinner, right?"

"I just ate." Qin Wuque burped loudly.

"I called you this time for no other reason than the matter we discussed before." Suzuki Jirokichi said, "Suzuki Tower is now..."

"Ah, I know. I saw the news." Qin Wuque interrupted, "It has already started, right? It's going very fast."

"No, this news is already very delayed."

"Uh-huh?"

"The construction of the Suzuki Tower is already more than halfway completed, and it is expected that the ground buildings will be basically completed in another week to week and a half," said Jirokichi Suzuki.

"What the hell?" Qin Wuque was surprised. "How come it's so fast? Generally speaking, it takes a long time to approve documents after a project is established, right?"

"That's true under normal circumstances." Suzuki Jirokichi's tone revealed a hint of pride, "But the Suzuki Tower project was something our Suzuki Group had been planning for a long time. In addition, we have mobilized one-third of the construction companies under the Suzuki Group this time, and with the promise of a large sum of money, it would be unreasonable if the efficiency was not high."

"I think the most important thing is the huge sum of money promised..." Qin Wuque said embarrassedly.

"Well, that's the general situation." Suzuki Jirokichi laughed heartily. "I have already had someone reserve the underground space you requested according to the blueprint. Water and electricity are all available. If there are no problems, you can have your people come over in the next two days."

"Hmm... very thoughtful." Qin Wuque nodded, "Got it, I will take care of it. As for what we agreed on before..."

"No rush. It won't be too late to talk about it after everything is settled." Suzuki Jirokichi said decisively.

"I thought you would be more anxious." Qin Wuque was a little surprised.

"What's the use of being anxious?" Suzuki Jirokichi said calmly, "If the plan succeeds, I believe you won't cheat. If the plan fails, it won't make any difference whether you take the medicine or not."

"That's right." Qin Wuque thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case.

"Well, let's talk later." Suzuki Jirokichi said.

"Well, let's talk next time."

The call ended here.

Qin Wuque hung up the phone, let out a long breath, thought for a moment, then picked up his phone and dialed a number that was impossible to dial.

"Wow, tell them that they can prepare to move."

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My schedule is not that bad, I just sleep a little longer, go to bed at 11pm, and then get up at 11am the next day to have breakfast...

Chapter 251 Your Aircraft Carrier Has Arrived

Los Santos, United States.

Qin Wuque's call was made from Japan in the evening, but for Los Santos, which is located on the other side of the earth, it was only about five or six in the morning. Most Americans who worked from nine to five were still asleep or fighting with the alarm clock.

But in the bunker near the Senora Desert, there was a bustle and joy, filled with childish voices and occasional adult voices.

If someone who doesn't understand the principle saw this, they would probably think that American capitalism has become so corrupt that it doesn't even spare children, and has started hiring child laborers and forcing them to work day and night.

It is indeed very similar. This was what London, England was like during the Industrial Revolution in the 19th century. The streets were full of factories with tall chimneys employing child laborers to do this and that.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the people who are actually moving things and doing the physical work in the bunker are all adults, while the ones who are directing people to do this and that are only the size of seven or eight-year-old elementary school students. Moreover, each of them is wearing a white coat that does not fit their body... and they all have fairy-like faces.

They didn't get up early, they just didn't go to bed at all.

After developing the finished version of APTX4869, these bastards fell into a mad scientist-like frenzy. The only thing they thought about every day was how to create new weapons that were more powerful and waaaaagh.

However, considering that the bunker still needs a certain amount of manpower to keep running, they distribute A-grade medicine based on their academic achievements in military industry. Only the capable ones can get it, and those who are not so capable can only do physical work honestly.

What? You ask why people with high academic achievements have to take medicine and turn into children?

Nonsense, of course it’s because children are full of energy!

Staying up all night, a school-age kid can play games all night and go to school normally the next day, but if you replace it with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, he will probably look like he may be carried away by black people at any time the next day.

The large iron door of the bunker, painted red, was pulled to the side, and the passage to the ground was opened. The "manhole cover" of the bunker used to block the outside world was opened like the huge mouth of a crocodile emerging from the water under the action of a hydraulic press. The wind carrying specks of sand poured in from the entrance, bringing with it a slight breath of sunshine.

The person in charge of the bunker stood on a "podium" made of three armament boxes, waving his arms and arranging everything in an orderly manner with his childish voice and calm tone. A number of modified golf carts carrying heavy armament boxes came and went in front of him.

"Pack all the ammunition, don't leave any behind! Someone get the mobile combat center out first, that thing takes up too much space! It's just blocking the road!"

"understand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone responded. A researcher of adult size wearing a white coat immediately ran towards the area in the bunker where the mobile combat center was parked.

However, the next second, the mobile operations center started moving on its own without any human operation.

The so-called mobile combat center, as the name suggests, is a mobile combat center with decent mobility, strong defense and considerable combat capability.

Its appearance actually looks a bit like a large box trailer.

However, unlike a box trailer, its entire body has been treated with high-strength bulletproof and explosion-proof treatment, and the effect of bullets hitting it is almost negligible. Even a missile that can destroy a fighter jet with one shot can withstand more than ten shots without being seriously damaged. In addition, it is equipped with heavy-fired machine guns in many places such as the front and rear of the vehicle. It can be said to be the king of ground warfare.

The only downside is that it cannot be operated by one person.

Now, this shortcoming has been fixed.

To be precise, fighting can be carried out without human control.

The headlights of the mobile operations center, with no one in the cockpit, suddenly lit up, and the roar of the engine surged in the bunker.

It was like waking up after a long sleep. After twisting the steering wheel twice, the wheels slowly began to turn, and it drove out of the area where it was parked and headed towards the exit, accompanied by the voice of a young artificial intelligence on the bunker radio.

"Come on, everyone, please be safe. Make way, make way."

"Oh! That's very convenient!"

The bunker manager expressed his sincere admiration.

"Isn't that right?" Noah's Ark was actually a little proud. "As long as there is a signal, I can control all equipment that uses electronic signals, including fighter jets and space-based weapons."

"very nice."