My lover is this organization

Even if she was alone at the time, she might not necessarily be left there.

However, whether male or female, they always hope that someone can help them in times of crisis. Isn't that what a companion is?

Furthermore, it was also a novel experience for Vermouth to have Qin Wuque, who served her tea and water like a regular servant, sit at the head of the bed and blow the porridge cold before feeding it to her.

It’s just... it’s so slow. This guy has been out for so long, why hasn’t he come back yet?

Vermouth's eyes swept across the time displayed in the upper right corner of the phone screen. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand unconsciously reached into the quilt and touched her lower abdomen.

The effect of the anesthetic had long since worn off, and a slight pain began to spread from the wound to the surrounding area, scratching her nerves like a cat's paw.

But that's not the point.

The key point is that the big bowl of porridge she drank earlier has now been transformed from a food that can provide a sense of fullness to a culprit that increases pressure on the bladder as the digestive system works.

Tsk, I really want to go to the toilet...

drop.

Suddenly, the sound of a door unlocking was heard in the room. Vermouth, who was lying on the bed, was suddenly refreshed after a brief moment of daze. She subconsciously stood up, but accidentally moved her abdominal muscles and irritated the wound, causing another burst of cold air.

There was no way. Although the bullet avoided the fatal injury and did not damage the internal organs, the muscles at the hit point still suffered considerable damage. It was impossible to exert force right after removing the bullet.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Qin Wuque, who was covered in wind and rain, walked in. He was stunned when he saw the blonde beauty rolling around on the bed like a maggot.

"What's wrong? Are you addicted to the sweet stories?"

"No...nothing..."

Vermouth struggled to straighten herself out, shook her head and changed the subject: "Where did you go? Why did you go out for so long and only come back now?"

"Nothing, I just went to talk to someone about some principles." Qin Wuque said casually.

He took off his heavy windbreaker that was thoroughly soaked by the rain and hung it on the hanger. After a little thought, he added another sentence.

“It’s the law of physics.”

"…You killed Shuichi Akai?" Vermouth came to the conclusion after thinking about it for a while.

Not completely correct, but pretty close.

"That's what I was planning, but unfortunately, it didn't happen. But it's not far off."

Qin Wuque took off his clothes one by one, exposing his upper body, which was as strong as bamboo branches, to the air. If you look closely, you can find some white mist rising from his body and then slowly dissipating in the air. It was all the rain that penetrated through his clothes and adhered to his body surface.

"No?" Vermouth was a little surprised. "This doesn't seem to be in line with your usual style."

"Indeed, I think so too."

Qin Wuque smacked his lips, took out a set of clean clothes from the suitcase, and took out an unused towel from the guest room cabinet, apparently preparing to take a shower.

But just when he was about to reach the door of the shower room, he suddenly stopped, leaned against the wall and stared at the ceiling in a trance, "By the way, Sister Bei, if one day you have the opportunity to kill your enemy, but the price is to sacrifice one of your few friends, what will you choose?"

"Are you referring to yourself when you say this one of the few friends?" Vermouth glanced at him nonchalantly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised as if in a teasing tone, but she did not give a positive response.

"Whatever." Qin Wuque exhaled lightly, "I have a lot of friends, but they are definitely not many. One less friend is one less. Enemies can be killed at any time, but friends... once they are gone, they are gone. There are neither Dragon Balls nor Peace Stars in the real world. Although there are ninjas, they are all noobs who can't learn Impure World Reincarnation and can't even practice chakra."

He scratched his head and said, "Besides, if I kill Mingmei just to kill Akai Shuuichi, that girl Shirley will hate me."

"Amei? You mean Miyano Akemi?"

Vermouth didn't react at first, but after thinking about it carefully, she finally remembered the name of this peripheral member who she had thrown into some corner, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"I remember that she brought an FBI undercover into the organization not long ago. At that time, I thought that with Rum's personality, he would kill her directly. Maybe he let her go this time for Shirley's sake, but that's all... Come to think of it, you are not attracted to Shirley, I didn't expect that you actually like the type with no breasts and no butt?"

"It depends on who you compare yourself to. I definitely can't compare myself to you, Sister Bay... Actually, for an 18-year-old Asian girl, Shirley has developed quite well. Okay, I'm going to take a shower first."

"stop!"

"Well?"

Qin Wuque turned around and saw Vermouth on the bed stretching out her hands towards him. He was stunned and hesitated.

"Sister Bei, you are injured now... so you can't do it, right?"

"What's the big deal? Do you think I'm a black hole if you drink such a big bowl of porridge?"

Vermouth glared with her beautiful eyes.

"Carry me to the bathroom!"

"……Oh."

Meanwhile, Tokyo, Japan.

In the organization's base, Gin received a call from Rum, the second-in-command of the organization.

"GIN, I got the news that VINO recently left the organization's base without permission. Where is he now?" A deep voice that had obviously been processed by a program and could not be distinguished as male or female came from the phone.

"VINO?"

Gin didn't react at once. After a moment's silence, he suddenly realized that Rum was referring to Qin Wuque. He immediately curled the corners of his mouth coldly.

"Rum, I am only responsible for managing the executive department. As long as they can complete the tasks assigned by the organization, all other daily behaviors have nothing to do with me. If you really want to know, you should ask him about this kind of thing, right?"

She paused here.

"Come to think of it, I've never seen you care so much about the members of your organization. Why, does his disappearance make you feel uneasy? Or... you can't contact him anymore?"

"GIN! You have to know that I am the second in command of the organization!"

After being ridiculed by Gin, the androgynous voice on the other end of the phone became more and more agitated.

"Of course, of course you are."

The silver-haired beauty's tone became increasingly sarcastic.

"But I also said that I don't know and I'm not interested in knowing. If you want to know so much... why don't you ask him yourself? Hmm?"

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PS: VINO is a reference to the Wine of Immortality. Friends who have seen it should know Clea Stanfield. Because a lot of blood is left at the scene when killing people, it is called VINO (wine), which corresponds to the contents of the first and second chapters.

Chapter 52: Damn it, rum!

Due to Vermouth's injury, the originally scheduled two or three days of travel was suddenly extended to more than a week. In addition to the hotel room rates, the blood pressure of the band leader Qin, who was far away in Tokyo, Japan, also increased.

The former is not a big deal, but the latter is more serious.

Although she had secretly formed a feud with Rum before, the latter was still the second-in-command of the organization and had absolute control over some superficial things in the organization. It was impossible for Rum to not know about the disappearance of elite members of the executive department for more than a week.

Especially when the missing member turned out to be Qin Wuque, whom he had previously wanted to get rid of with the help of the FBI, Rum's groundhog-like desire for survival was completely ignited. He shouted like an air raid alarm, and for five or six days in a row, he called Qin Wuque every three hours on average to inquire about his latest movements, which made Gin extremely annoyed.

But she couldn't do anything to Rum openly, so she was very angry.

So after learning that a certain culprit had returned to the organization's base in Tokyo, the first thing Gin did was to stop the former who was striding forward with the intention of breaking into the R&D department on the ninth floor. He grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him into the soundproof conversation room, then stuffed the phone that had dialed Rum's number into Qin Wuque's hand.

"Don't bother me with Rum anymore."

Gin said this with a dark face and a stiff tone, then immediately turned around, pushed the door and left.

Qin Wuque was left alone with his cell phone in hand, continuing to sit in the conversation room with a puzzled look on his face.

Wait, if he saw it correctly just now, the fairy-like aura on Captain Qin’s face became more and more intense?

Have you not slept well these days?

How strange.

Qin Wuque thought steadily.

Gin had just walked out of the door when his phone was connected. A low voice that was obviously processed and could not be distinguished as male or female came from the phone.

"it's me."

"Yanzu, it's me."

Qin Wuque also imitated Rum's deep accent.

Then there was silence on the phone for three full seconds.

"VINO, you have to understand that I am the second in command of the organization. If you don't want any accidents to happen, you'd better control your oily talk with Gin and Vermouth in front of me." The androgynous voice was still low, but there was a hint of irritability in the tone unconsciously.

Qin Wuque, who noticed this, happily typed a line of XD in the air.

Rum is an impatient person, and his motto is that time is money. He absolutely cannot tolerate meaningless nonsense like this.

Perhaps for other people in the organization, this is the key point they need to pay attention to when talking to the second-in-command of the organization, but in Qin Wuque's eyes, it is an excellent critical hit point to break the opponent's defense.

Then hit him hard where he's injured!

As a result, Qin Wuque's tone became even more lively. In the conversation room that should have been serious and tense, he leaned back tactically, put his elbows on the back of the chair, and crossed his legs comfortably.

"Hey Yanzu, there's no need to be so formal with each other. Why call it Vino? Just call it Snow Beer. Doesn't it sound much better than a foreign name like Vino? It's more refreshing and friendly, right?"

"I told you not to treat me like Gin and Vermouth! They're easy to talk to, but I'm not!" Hearing this, Rum became even more furious. "Besides, the organization hasn't given you the authority to change your codenames at will. Instead of talking to me about these nonsense, you should immediately report to me your whereabouts over the past few days, and explain why I couldn't contact you!"

"some days ago?"

Qin Wuque dug his ears calmly, then flicked the earwax out of the cracks between his fingernails.

"A few days ago, I was in New York with Sister Bayonetta, chasing after the FBI undercover agent Akai Shuichi who escaped from the organization. Do you have any opinions?"

"……The results of it?"

A deep breath was heard from the other end of the phone, and with the help of the voice-changing software, it sounded like a huge bellows rumbling.

"The result? He ran away~" Qin Wuque answered in an extremely nonchalant manner.

"Ran!?"

"What? If you don't agree, just do it~"

"call……"

In just a few seconds, Rum took two deep breaths to adjust his increasingly explosive mentality.

After readjusting himself, he said in a low voice: "I understand. Regarding your failure in this mission, I will record it truthfully in the organization's member mission completion status system. If you have any objections..."

"Remember your mother."

Qin Wuque's answer was so clear and powerful that Rum couldn't hear it clearly for a moment.

"……What did you say?"

"I said~"

Qin Wuque deliberately slowed down his speech this time and moved closer to the microphone, then suddenly shouted: "Whatever you want!"

After saying that, he didn't care whether Rum would be stunned by his shout or not, and started bombarding continuously.

"Ah? You even let me leak such important information that Shuichi Akai is an FBI undercover. I wonder if you have Alzheimer's disease? If you have Alzheimer's disease and can't take care of things, why don't you step down early and stop occupying the toilet without doing anything? You even have the nerve to ask me why I can't get through to you on the phone? Then I'm going to give you a loud swear right here, because I have blocked you. Do you know what blocking means? Ah? If you can't hear me, I'll give you a swear until you collapse! Mr. Zha, are you collapsed? Hmm?"

"Shit! Rum!"

After yelling for the last time, Qin Wuque hung up the phone and added the number to his blacklist.

Ah~ it feels good.

After finishing the rum, Qin Wuque stood up, stretched, and staggered out of the conversation room.

Outside the door, Captain Qin, who was wearing a black windbreaker, folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall. When he saw this guy coming out, he reached out to take his phone and asked indifferently.

"Is everything done?"

"of course!"

Qin Wuque gave a thumbs up firmly: "Don't worry, that bastard Rum will never bother you, Captain Qin, again. I've already told him everything."

"Really."

Gin nodded. Even though she felt in her heart that there must be something wrong with this so-called "agreement", overall she was still a person who focused on results, and Qin Wuque had never let her down.

If it's done, then it's done.

So she stopped worrying about this issue, put her phone back into her shirt pocket, turned around and left Qin Wuque with a graceful back view.

"Now that we've got it done, let's go. We have a mission."

"…What? Why is there another mission?"

Qin Wuque was incredulous: "Please, Captain Qin, I just came back from New York, how come I was given another mission so seamlessly? Even if it is a blessing, it doesn't mean it's so terrible!"