My lover is this organization

Sure enough, as soon as these words were uttered, Lester immediately gave in.

"Okay, one of them is called Mike Townley, but that was his name nine years ago. Now he's called Mike De Santa. Have you heard of him?" he asked tentatively.

"Have not heard."

"Uh... there's another one named Trevor Phillips."

"Ha~ I do know this person." Qin Wuque raised his eyebrows. "I did business with him once before, but the price he offered was not high. He also seemed to have some mental problems, so I never contacted him again after that time. What? You don't have money to hire people, so you do it yourself?"

"I guess so..." Lester chose to skip this troublesome question which would probably take three days and three nights to explain.

"Okay, I understand. I will seriously consider your invitation." Qin Wuque shrugged, but did not give a definite answer immediately. "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. If you have time, please help me contact my assistant and ask her to stop accepting external orders and shift her work focus to internal research and development."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Lester was shocked.

"What does it matter? Anyway, the funds I left in the account are enough for them to struggle for ten or eight years." Qin Wuque said meaninglessly.

"Of course that's not what I meant..."

Lester's voice sounded a little conflicted. "I mean, you should know that your clients are not easy to deal with, and most of them have been cooperating with you for a long time. If you suddenly terminate the cooperation, they may be dissatisfied."

"What does it matter? I'm not Lizzie Stark."

Qin Wuque took a breath, his tone expressing a calmness that was not a breeze.

"If they have any dissatisfaction, then that's fine. Come on, I just bought a new space-based weapon and haven't tried it yet..."

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PS1: The online plot is before the offline plot, but the arcade plot is after the offline plot, so Lester is still a virgin so far.

PS2: I actually designed the image and temperament of the protagonist based on Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan, the grandfather in Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan, but the hairstyle is not as exaggerated... Although the second generation's hair is a little smoother, it is still very exaggerated.

Chapter 26: Would you mind having a boyfriend?

This dinner wasn't perfect.

In addition to the disturbance caused by Lester, the middle-aged single fat man, the biggest reason was that Qin Wuque originally planned to go directly to Pizza Hut to buy a 15-inch super-large pizza, but was forced to change the dinner theme from Western food to Chinese food by a young girl director from the R&D department on the grounds that "it is not advisable to overeat on an empty stomach."

——Seafood porridge.

To be honest, Qin Wuque actually doesn't like drinking porridge very much. To him, even plain rice with pickles or fermented bean curd is delicious, but "porridge" is not the right thing for him. Even he himself can't explain why.

However, there was no choice. He wanted to take Miyano Shiho out for dinner, and now that the girl had asked for porridge, he could only bite the bullet and agree.

However, soon, Qin Wuque, who perfectly inherited the fine tradition of the Chinese nation of finding joy in suffering, discovered new pleasure in the painful process of drinking porridge.

They were sitting in a standard booth for four people. A short and plump clay pot with white steam rising from it was placed in the middle of the table. It was filled with thick and fragrant scallop and pork rib congee. The portion was quite substantial, and there were also several stacks of appetizers around the clay pot.

The owner of this store is obviously a Chinese. At the very least, he has been influenced by Chinese food culture and is very conscientious. There is not a single bit of the "small but exquisite" feeling of traditional Japanese cuisine.

Well, to put it nicely it is concise and exquisite, to put it bluntly it is flashy and not practical.

When Qin Wuque first came to Tokyo, he thought he had to try Japanese specialties, so he specially found a restaurant that was said to serve traditional Japanese cuisine. He ended up ordering a large table full of food, and when all the food was served, it looked like it was mixed together with pig food, but it was not as good as a bowl of Shaxian shredded potato rice that costs twelve yuan in China, and it was not filling at all.

In comparison, the familiar food, good taste, and substantial portions made him give this restaurant a pretty good score.

But what really made him feel "not bad" was another thing.

"call……"

Using gentle breath to disperse the white mist rising from the spoon, Miyano Shiho first tested the temperature of the porridge with her lips. After making sure that she would not be scalded, she put the spoon into her mouth and sipped the cooled seafood porridge off the spoon with her lips.

Chew thoroughly and swallow.

She always eats slowly, chewing her food carefully, which causes her to eat much slower than most people. However, her workload is usually very heavy. Not only does she have to complete her own research projects, but she also has to ensure the progress of the entire R&D department. So she usually just makes some jam sandwiches every time she eats. She even eats in the restaurant at the organization's base only after all her work is completed.

It’s a rare opportunity to have a proper meal like this, and it feels... pretty good?

After putting down the spoon, Miyano Shiho was just about to say a few words about the seafood porridge, but when he looked up, he saw a dog head with its chin propped up and staring at him without blinking through the steam rising from the casserole, while the porridge in his bowl was completely untouched.

"What's wrong?" The brown-haired girl blinked, not realizing the seriousness of the problem.

Qin Wuque was not embarrassed to be discovered, and simply admitted: "Nothing, just looking at you, and by the way, experiencing what it feels like to be the male lead in a Korean drama."

"Generally speaking, there are always plots like this in Korean dramas. The male and female protagonists were drinking French red wine one second, and then they looked at each other inexplicably the next second, and then they started drinking the saliva from each other's mouths... something like this."

"But they have booked the entire restaurant, and they are having a candlelight dinner, not seafood porridge." Miyano Shiho held her forehead slightly.

"As a scientific research leader who only cares about practicality, shouldn't you think that booking a whole place for a candlelight dinner is completely meaningless?" Qin Wuque gave her a strange look, "And... you seem to know a lot about it!"

"They are all my sisters~"

Life is not easy. The girl sighed and said, "My sister really likes to watch those romantic TV dramas. Every time after watching them, she would drag me to practice. I don't know why she is so obsessed with watching those fairy tales that only children like to read."

"That's good, at least it can raise the standard of your future brother-in-law." Qin Wuque nodded seriously, then suddenly realized, "Oh no, you already have a brother-in-law."

"What exactly do you want to say... I feel like you've been talking nonsense from the beginning." Miyano Shiho narrowed her eyes.

"Girl, would you mind having a boyfriend?"

"No."

"don't want?"

Such a straightforward answer was beyond Qin Wuque's expectations. Although he said it in a half-joking manner, he couldn't help feeling a little hurt by such a firm rejection.

"No." Miyano Shiho raised her chin and squinted at him. "In your words, it should be called - men will only slow down my efficiency in reading the test report."

"Ah this~"

Qin Wuque immediately covered his face.

"That was just a random joke I made up, and it was said by a bunch of people who couldn't find a partner and had to force an explanation to save face."

"But your presence really slows down my efficiency in reading reports~" Seeing someone wearing a mask of pain, the girl's mouth corners rose slightly in pleasure.

Emmmmmmm~

Qin Wuque found that he was unable to refute this objective fact.

Because to be honest, it is true.

But he soon realized another problem.

"Wait, so you don't have to read the lab report?"

"If there comes such a day..." the girl shrugged.

After dinner, the two immediately returned to the organization's base.

It was not only because a model worker group leader named Qin was a little allergic to the fact that members of the organization could go out at will, but also because a young girl director of the R&D department rejected a series of suggestions made by Qin Wuque, such as going out to the cinema, on the grounds that "there is still a lot of work to be done."

But when Qin Wuque returned to the floor where the executive department was located, he found that the executive department, which had always been extremely quiet in the past, was unexpectedly lively today.

Two executive department members in black uniforms were dragging a heavy body bag into the freight elevator under the command of Captain Koto, and standing next to them were Akai Shuichi, whose body was stained with blood, and Amuro Toru, who had a gloomy look on his face.

You know, since Gin took over the organization's Japanese branch, there hasn't been a fatal fight among members of the executive department for a long time.

"What happened?" Qin Wuque, who had just come out of the elevator and had no idea what had happened, looked around in confusion.

"came back?"

Gin glanced at him indifferently.

"Nothing, none of your business. Scotch is dead. That guy was an undercover sent by the Japanese Public Security Bureau."

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PS: Oh, let me explain. At the end of the previous chapter, Liz Stark was a joke in Hot-Blooded Gangsters. She was the person that John, the third son of the Shelby family, originally planned to remarry. However, this woman was originally a prostitute. After she got engaged to John in private, she said she would change her ways. But because she was afraid of getting into trouble for refusing her previous clients, she continued to secretly accept clients.

Chapter 27 Prohibition of Water Cutting

Twenty minutes later, Qin Wuque, who had tried to sneak into Sister Bei's dormitory to discuss the mysteries of life but failed, was forcibly dragged away by Captain Qin and appeared on the top of the Daikoku Building in Beika Town, in a bar called "COCKTAIL".

Under the warm, dim light, Cohen silently mixed drinks behind the bar, and drank glass after glass of Chianti, with a butterfly pattern tattooed on the corner of his eye.

Someone who had failed miserably in his attempt to slack off lay listlessly on the bar, like a dehydrated fish, and intermittently tapped the table with one hand.

"Didn't you say it had nothing to do with me? Why am I the one working overtime in the end?"

"..."

"Why me again?"

Seeing no one answering, Qin Wuque reiterated in a long tone.

Sitting next to him, the silver-haired beauty was quietly drinking a glass of whiskey on the rocks. When she heard the former's whisper, she glanced at him and said calmly, "I just said that Scotch Whiskey is an undercover agent. This has nothing to do with you, and this is not overtime."

"So what are we doing now?" Someone turned over in confusion.

"Meeting."

"Meeting?"

Qin Wuque was confused: "Although I don't even know what the topic of the meeting is, but none of you said a word, are you communicating with each other through mind waves? I'm sorry, I really can't match your waves, so please turn on the microphone to communicate, just as if you are taking care of me, a backward native creature on Earth..."

"Don't be impatient. Things like meetings have to wait until everyone is present," said Chianti.

She put down the empty wine glass with only ice in it and pushed the blanket from the table to Cohen behind the bar. Cohen immediately understood and took the wine glass and started to mix a new cocktail.

As a well-known sniper duo in the organization, these two always have such good tacit understanding.

Chianti exhaled a strong smell of alcohol: "It has been a long time since there has been an undercover agent in the Executive Department. No wonder Big Sister Gin takes it so seriously. However... I really don't want to see that guy."

"Who?"

"Tequila," said Cohen, who had already remixed a cocktail behind the bar.

Qin Wuque thought for a moment and said, "I don't know him. What's wrong with that guy? Does he look really annoying?"

"No."

Cohen shook his head and said, "That guy, we all hate him."

"More than that!"

As if his partner's words had opened his mouth to talk, Chianti, who was a little drunk, followed Qin Wuque's example and lay down on the table, shouting.

"That guy just relies on his strength. He is also a veteran in the organization. He acts like he is the best in the world all day long. He doesn't care about anyone except the boss and Rum."

"What the hell? So arrogant?" Qin Wuque was shocked.

He glanced at Gin sitting on the chair to his right: "It's a miracle that this bastard can survive until now. How come our dear Captain Gin didn't find a reason to shoot him?"

"...Internal fighting among members is prohibited within the organization!" The silver-haired beauty frowned slightly.

Huh? You didn't refute that title this time?

Qin Wuque keenly noticed the highlight.

"So how long do we have to wait for the spicy tequila girl?" he asked casually.

"..."

Although he didn't know why this guy suddenly had a strange accent, Gin still replied, "It won't be long. He happens to be near Tokyo these two days. I've asked Vodka to find him. If you feel too bored, you can ask Cohen to mix you a drink like Chianti did."

"Yeah, yeah, come to think of it, I don't think I've ever had a drink with you, Snow Beer, not even once. How can a man not drink in a bar!" Chianti also yelled, and the rising alcohol made her cheeks flushed.

"Drinking?"

Qin Wuque touched his chin hesitantly.

He is not the type who never drinks. Although he doesn't smoke or take drugs, as a typical Chinese, Qin Wuque is quite fond of alcohol.

However, most of the liquor in the bar at the organization's base was foreign, which I was not used to, so after trying it once or twice, I never mentioned it again.

But now that I'm bringing it up, then...

"Then please give me a glass of water..."

“No water mowing.”