My lover is this organization

Mingmei, lying on the bed, boasted to herself in her heart with a little pride.

She thought for a moment, turned her head to look at the bedside table beside her, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly.

On the bedside table beside her, a pair of pure white lace panties was quietly placed, rendered orange-yellow under the light of the bedside lamp. Some slightly crystal clear and translucent mysterious liquid formed into threads or pools in certain areas, giving off a astringent luster under the light.

She had just changed those clothes not long ago. She had originally planned to go downstairs and throw them into the laundry basket right after changing them, but she was so comfortable lying on the bed while changing that she almost forgot to throw them into the laundry basket.

"Deal with the evidence, and then get some water."

Mingmei made up her mind and forced herself to overcome her laziness with her willpower. She sat up from the bed, grabbed the panties on the headboard and jumped off the bed.

She opened the door a little, looked around carefully, and made sure that there was no one in the corridor before tiptoeing out of the room.

However, just after she walked out of the room for two steps, she felt something under her feet.

"what?"

Mingmei moved her feet away, took two steps back, picked it up and took a look.

It looks like... a small piece of transparent plastic wrapping paper?

……

Downstairs, in the bathroom.

For some reason, the girl was completely exhausted and curled up in Qin Wuque's arms, letting the bastard behind her do whatever he wanted to her.

On the water surface, the large white bath towel, no longer needing to be wrapped, floated freely with the current.

Well, although it is said that you can do whatever you want with your hands and feet, it is actually just a normal body cleansing process.

After all, it's just the body of a first-grade elementary school student, not the physique of the rubber devil fruit users like the heroines and supporting actresses in the manga and anime. If she does something, something bad might happen.

"Comfortable?"

Qin Wuque was kneading a slender, white, tender and delicate little foot diligently, lowering his head to ask questions while kneading, just like a dedicated massage master.

"It's okay." Huibara Ai narrowed her eyes and hummed softly.

She leaned her back against Qin Wuque's solid chest, her head tilted on the pillow, as if she could fall asleep at any moment.

"Shirley, I've discovered a serious problem." Qin Wuque said in a heavy tone.

"Huh? Say."

"It's just that I was the one who wanted to take a good bath after working so hard for the past few days, but it turned out that you were the one taking the bath and I was massaging your feet."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huibara Ai's squinted eyes opened a little, and a meaningful look flashed in her ice-blue eyes.

"But I remember you didn't say that when you asked me to hold it tight before?"

"emmmmmm~"

The corner of Qin Wuque's mouth twitched slightly.

"Shirley, I also noticed that you were driving faster and faster."

"I learn it from you."

The girl covered her mouth and yawned, and kicked her other leg out of the water and put it in Qin Wuque's hand.

"Please pinch this one for me too."

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque, who was still complaining about becoming a massage master in the last second, immediately followed suit.

"By the way, I haven't kept Curacao with me during the day these past two days. Is there anything unusual about her?"

"Hmm~"

Haibara Ai closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the attentive service from her boyfriend. She spoke slowly.

"I was wondering when you would ask about this. I thought you had almost forgotten about it. Don't worry, I'm watching over you. There's nothing unusual, it's just..."

"that is?"

"She secretly bought herself a mobile phone, and it seems that she bought it at a mobile phone store. After buying it, she has been hiding in her room, fiddling with something. She only comes out when I call her at dinner time."

"what?"

Qin Wuque was stunned for a moment.

If Mingmei or Shirley bought a new phone, he would definitely not be surprised. Needless to say, Shirley was the former director of the R&D department of the winery. Her monthly salary was much higher than that of him, the ace killer working in the execution department. Not to mention buying a phone, she could even buy ten RTX3080ti.

As for Mingmei, there is even less to say. The previous wave of grabbing the Federal Reserve directly turned her from an ordinary worker who was not too wealthy into a small wealthy woman. Among the more than 20 million US dollars in dividends, more than 9 million were handed over to the organization as a smokescreen, and she kept more than 10 million US dollars for herself.

Converted into RMB, this is enough to achieve a small goal.

But when it comes to buying a cell phone in Curacao… where does she get the money?

And, what did she buy the phone for?

Realizing these two key issues, Qin Wuque's face suddenly changed.

"This, can't be..."

"That should be the 'no way' you are thinking of." Huibara Ai said softly.

"But normally, memory recovery is accompanied by headaches, which can be mild or severe. Severe ones can even trigger the body's self-protection mechanism, which is commonly known as coma."

"But she hasn't had any similar symptoms in these days, so I think there is only one possibility."

"Her memory was restored the last time she had a headache?" Qin Wuque murmured.

"But if that's the case, then why is she still..."

Before he could finish his words, Haibara Ai interrupted him directly with a very meaningful tone and look.

"Yeah, I want to know what this is, too."

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Hey~☆

Chapter 311 Rum's Plan

In the room opposite Qin Wuque's bedroom, Curacao, who was wearing pajamas and had just taken a shower, was curled up on his side on the bed without a quilt, holding a newly bought mobile phone in his hand. The deep grooves on his chest were concave into a round arc under the influence of gravity.

Displayed on the screen was a short message of no more than twenty words that was still being edited.

[Everything is going well with the organization's Japanese branch, no need to worry. ]

She checked the text message several times, and finally pressed the send button after confirming that there were no loopholes.

"Whoo~"

As the notification that the text message was sent successfully popped up on the phone screen, Curacao turned over, from lying on his side to lying flat on his back, and let out a long breath towards the ceiling that he was becoming familiar with.

At this moment, her eyes were different from the confused and innocent look she usually pretended to have in front of Qin Wuque. They were as sharp as a blade!

Yes, that's right. Her memory had been fully restored as early as the last time she had a headache. That time in the dormitory of the organization's base, she was successfully evoked of her sealed memories by a familiar aura from Qin Wuque, including her former identity, code name, past experiences, etc.

It's just that she has been hiding it very well, so Qin Wuque didn't find out.

Or rather... I never intended to find out.

Perhaps it was out of gratitude that Qin Wuque had saved her, or the trust that she had developed from being taken care of during her amnesia. In short, out of some subtle emotions that even Curacao herself couldn't explain, she did not choose to report to Rum as usual as soon as she recovered her memory, but chose to conceal it.

Just like in Saiyuki, Sun Wukong was alone in the Water Curtain Cave. He didn’t know who he was waiting for or how long he had been waiting. Then Tang Sanzang walked into the Water Curtain Cave and said.

"Did you call me?"

"I didn't call anyone." said Sun Wukong.

Tang Sanzang was silent for a long time and then said, "Then come with me."

Then he took Sun Wukong's hand, and Sun Wukong followed him.

Similarly, just because he was the first person to bring her into the light, from that moment on, he became her Flower and Fruit Mountain.

In the eyes of ordinary organization members, she is the confidant of the second-in-command, Rum, with a noble status, high position and great strength, so they are in awe of her.

But in Rum's eyes, she is nothing more than a handy tool that can be sent to perform various difficult tasks. Not only does she have a superhuman memory, but she is also very strong enough to cope with any emergency situation. The mission success rate is as high as 100%, that's all.

But Curacao is still a flesh-and-blood person after all. Although from an objective point of view her bloodline is quite different from that of ordinary people, it will only further strengthen her subjectivity.

Just like a moth that flies into a flame, after experiencing the beauty of light, how could it be willing to shrink back into the cold and wet darkness?

Dragons only submit to the strong, and this is also true for hybrids.

So Curacao decisively and voluntarily chose to conceal the facts from Rum, including Qin Wuque's facilities under the Suzuki Tower.

And because she was a surveillance camera that was inserted into the Japanese branch by Rum on the pretext of "completing work on behalf of Tequila" after Rum's relationship with the Japanese branch fell out and because of Tequila's death, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is Rum's only channel of control over the Japanese branch, so Curacao is not worried that her fraud will be discovered.

At least... not in the short term.

"But we still have to hurry up. I don't have much time left to delay."

Curacao stared at the ceiling in a trance and muttered softly.

For the first time in history, she personally called out the intimate name for Qin Wuque that was usually only used by Mingmei.

"……lack."

……

At the same time, in North Carolina, USA, in the morning.

A luxury sedan with a pure black body and bulletproof panels slowly drove on a suburban road in Camden County.

Looking forward through the front windshield, in the distance where the road, sky and forest meet, the outline of a huge private mercenary military base gradually emerges.

There were five people in the car, including the driver. Four of them were wearing suits and sunglasses. There was a bulge on their waist, and it was unclear whether it was a pistol or a dagger.

The leader was undoubtedly an old man sitting in the middle seat in the back row. Judging from his appearance, he was about 50 or 60 years old. He had a white eye patch on his left eye and was sitting in the middle position where he could be protected by everyone.

Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, a cell phone rang in the car. The bodyguard in black sitting on the right side of the old man immediately took out his phone and handed it over respectfully.

"Lord Rum, your cell phone."

"Um……"

The one-eyed old man called Rum took the phone, unlocked it, clicked on the message, glanced at it, and let out a low and short laugh.

"What's wrong, Lord Rum? Is it about the Japanese branch?" Someone in the front passenger seat turned around and asked.

"Almost, I guess." Rum put down his phone and said, "Curaçao just sent me a report, telling me that everything is normal at the Japanese branch."

"That's the same as saying nothing!" the man in the co-pilot seat yelled, "And I think this might be fake news. After all, Gin is still in charge of the Japanese branch on the surface, but in reality it has probably been under the control of Vino for a long time. Otherwise, Gin wouldn't have gone alone against your order, Lord Rum..."

He stopped talking halfway, the person in the passenger seat suddenly noticed that Rum's face in the back seat was not looking good, so he changed the topic.

"In any case, Vino is a very evil person. Even Curacao might be..."

"It doesn't matter." Rum said, "The Japanese branch has always been the main force in the development of Silver Bullet. I sent Curacao there to let them think that I still value the Japanese branch very much. But they don't know that the development of our new project in the American branch is nearing completion. As long as we successfully develop that drug-"

"We will evolve into a species that completely surpasses humans!" the man in the co-pilot said excitedly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became weird, and everyone's face was filled with a morbid expression between anticipation and fanaticism.

This was the promise made by the organization's second-in-command to their American branch.

The ultimate evolution medicine!

According to Lord Rum, as long as they wait until the drug is developed, they will be able to gain complete supernatural powers.

Compared to that kind of supernatural power, the superheroes' abilities to breathe fire and blow wind in American cartoons are just ordinary.

They can even do it - stop the world!

"Ha~ It's those guys in the Japanese branch who are disobedient. Once we gain that kind of power, we will follow Lord Rum and crush them!" The bodyguard who was handing over the phone in the back seat couldn't help but shout.

"Crush them!"

"Our American branch is the strongest!"