My lover is this organization

Further up are the dormitories and training grounds. Generally speaking, if there is no mission, the members of the executive department will conduct daily training here to maintain their condition.

All of the above only occupy 60% of the area of ​​the entire building, from the dormitories and training grounds to the top floor of the building. The remaining 40% of the area belongs to the R&D department.

Qin Wuque was planning to go to the upper floor of the base building. He wanted to meet the youngest director of the R&D department, or... his personal health doctor.

In fact, theoretically speaking, people like him in the executive department have no way to go to the R&D area because they don't have the authority. The only people who have the authority to come and go freely across areas in the entire base are at most people like Gin who are at the department or supervisor level.

But it doesn’t matter. Just because he doesn’t have authority doesn’t mean others don’t have authority either. Things like opening the door can be done by asking others to help!

The elevator went all the way up to the ninth floor of the building. Qin Wuque walked out of the elevator unsteadily with his hands in his pockets and the contract under his arm.

The security door leading to the interior of the floor was closed. Through the thick explosion-proof glass, one could see at least thirty or forty scientific researchers in white coats coming in and out of the translucent offices on the floor.

A researcher holding a large stack of paper documents happened to pass by the corridor in front of the security door. He caught a glimpse of a tall black shadow standing outside the security door from the corner of his eye. He was immediately frightened and the documents in his hand almost flew out. He did not breathe a sigh of relief until he saw who it was, and then he quickly helped to press the unlock switch.

Hearing the familiar click, Qin Wuque pushed the door open and walked in from outside, looking puzzled: "What are you doing? Why do you act like you saw a ghost when you saw me?"

"No..." The researcher said with a bitter face, "Brother Que, didn't you notice that your outfit today is exactly the same as Sister Gin's?"

"Really?"

Qin Wuque scratched his head, lowered his head and looked carefully: "Oh, it seems a bit similar. By the way, I want to ask you something, that..."

"I know, I know. Brother Que, you want to ask if Manager Shirley is here, right?"

When this matter was mentioned, the developer who was wearing a mask of pain a second ago immediately revealed an expression that all men understand.

"Manager Shirley is here. She should be in her office. We haven't seen Manager Shirley come out all day today."

"Oh……"

Qin Wuqun nodded and prepared to leave, then pointed at his head.

"Someone opened a hole in my head today, and I was going to ask her to help see if there was anything wrong."

"……what?"

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PS: The name of Qin Wuque is used to commemorate the Queshen who was swallowed by Qin Chuan Deliqi. From now on, there is only the shit Qin Chuan, and no more Queshen.

Chapter 5 Ah~Sulli

This is a separate office.

Completely different from the simple offices where ordinary scientific researchers were organized into groups of three to five and separated by translucent screen glass, the spacious 40-square-meter interior space only had a huge desk and some unnamed medical research instruments and tools.

In addition to the necessary computers for processing information and recording data, there are also thick folders stacked on the desktop, which are filled with reports on the detailed processes and specific parameters of various experiments. The thick walls painted snow-white are like a solid fortress, blocking out all the noise and bustle.

A young girl in a white coat was sitting behind a large desk. She had short, wavy brown hair. Her calm temperament, unique to scientific researchers, could not hide her unexpectedly young appearance. She was staring at the computer screen with a frown.

She is Shiho Miyano, who became the head of the R&D department of the Japanese branch of the organization at the age of only 18. She was given the code name "Sulli" by the organization.

Because of her parents, Miyano Shiho has been in the organization since she was born. She was sent to study in the United States before she could remember. She only returned to Japan some time ago and became the head of the R&D department of the organization's Japanese branch.

However, although she is the head of the R&D department, her daily work is not actually related to management. She spends most of her time alone in the laboratory conducting experiments. Only when someone under her takes the initiative to report the progress of their work to her will she reluctantly ask a few questions, and most of the content she asks about is what she has already concluded from her own experiments.

In addition to her two main jobs of management and research, Shiho Miyano has another job.

That is……

Click.

The soundproof door of the office was suddenly pushed open from the outside without any warning, and a black figure flashed in from outside.

"Hi, Shirley!"

"Uh?!"

Miyano Shiho, who had been concentrating on staring at the computer screen with a frown on her face the previous second, was startled by the sudden noise and could not help but look up at the door with a frown.

Logically speaking, in a society like Japan where the distinction between the upper and lower classes is strictly enforced, no subordinate would dare to barge into her office as the head of the R&D department unless there was something extremely important. No matter how casual they were, they would at least knock three times at the door as a courtesy before pushing it open.

Throughout the entire Japanese branch, the only people who dared to enter her office without knocking, apart from a few people of the same or higher rank than her, were—

"It is you……"

Seeing Qin Wuque appearing behind the door and preparing to close it, the girl couldn't help but show a look of helplessness on her face.

That’s right, in the entire Japanese branch, apart from a few people with special identities, this guy is the only one who dares to open the door and walk into her office like this.

I don't know if it's because of their different nationalities, but Miyano Shiho always feels that the guy in front of her is less restrained and more casual than most Japanese people.

Soon, she noticed the black windbreaker Qin Wuque was wearing, as well as the Tang sword that he hadn't put away yet, and couldn't help wondering, "Is there a mission tonight?"

"Well...ah, yes, but I've got it all done and I'm back." Qin Wuque, who had already found a sofa to sit on and was very self-conscious, replied in a daze.

He then patted his black trench coat and said, "I don't know what Gin is thinking. She always makes me wear this uniform every time I go on a mission. I think wearing all black is not concealing at all. At first glance, I don't think I'm a good person. I might as well wear something else."

"what……"

Hearing this familiar complaining tone, the girl's lips curled up slightly. She simply stopped looking at the computer screen, picked up the teacup on the desk and leaned back tactically, took a sip of the tea in the cup, raised her eyes over the layers of reports on the table and fell on someone like Ge You who was slumped on the sofa.

"For example?"

"For example..."

Qin Wuque thought about it seriously: "For example, how about a Kumamon puppet? That way, even if someone is killed in public, others will think it's a performance~"

Hearing such a nonsensical idea with a strong personal style, a hint of obvious smile flashed in Miyano Shiho's eyes.

"Then go talk to Gin yourself~"

"never mind."

Qin Wuque simply turned his head away to show that he gave up.

Are you kidding? With Gin's persistence in wrapping himself in the same black trench coat that he never changes at any time of day or night, regardless of the season, the twenty-four solar terms, the 365 days in a year, and the 366 days in a leap year, you want her to agree to change her mission clothes?

Dreaming.

"By the way, what were you looking at when I just came in? Why were you so focused? Were you looking at the pink APP?" Qin Wuque turned his head abruptly and asked, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Pink APP? What is that?" Miyano Shiho looked confused and said that she didn't know what the so-called pink APP was. "I'm just looking at the experimental results."

"Tsk..."

A tone of extreme disappointment.

This made Miyano Shiho even more confused. She blinked her eyes and said, "Compared to this, what exactly do you want to do? If you don't have anything to do, just go do what you need to do and don't disturb me while I'm working."

"It's not a big problem actually..." Qin Wuque scratched his head and pointed at his forehead, "Someone opened a hole in my head today, so I wanted to ask you for help to see if there will be any sequelae, such as early Alzheimer's disease or something."

Miyano Shiho rolled her eyes when she heard this: "You can sit here and chat with me, what big questions do you think you can ask... Wait, you mean there is brain damage!?"

As if she had discovered some rare treasure or exotic animal, the scientific research girl in a white coat stood up from her office chair and walked quickly to Qin Wuque. Her soft hands held the latter's head as if it were a night pearl, and after looking from left to right for a while, she gave a heartfelt admiration.

"It's simply a miracle... To be honest, if it weren't for my moral and conscience issues, I would have wanted to imprison you like those inhumane mad scientists, and draw your blood and slice your body for research every day."

"Could your speech be more outrageous?"

"Don't worry about these details~"

After a little hesitation, Miyano Shiho immediately stepped back, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth showed that she was in a pretty good mood at the moment.

"By the way, since the mission has just ended, you should be free in the next few days, right? How about we go out for a walk? It just so happens that my research has been almost completed recently, so I have more time overall."

"Ah, this~"

Qin Wuque looked embarrassed: "Actually, that's what I was planning to do, but the situation is a bit special this time. I'm going to the United States in a couple of days to discuss business with a pretty cool IT company there."

"Talk about business? You want to go?" Miyano Shiho almost thought she had misheard.

click!

At this moment, the office door was pushed open again without warning, and a bright golden figure appeared at the door, speaking in a condescending tone like a queen.

"You heard me right~ Shirley, you're coming with me."

“…Vermouth?!”

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PS: Coding is like social security. Writing once or twice a day is enjoyable, but if you want to write five or ten times a day, you will probably be done for soon.

4k a day, keep healthy.

Chapter 6: Vigilante

A quarter of an hour later, in the underground garage, with a ding sound, the door of the vertical lift slowly opened.

Two figures walked out of the elevator, one in front and one behind.

Qin Wuque, who was dragged out of the office of a young female supervisor in the R&D department by Ban Sheng, followed behind with his hands in his pockets, staggering.

Walking in front of him was a beautiful woman with long wavy golden hair. Her stunning appearance was worthy of the word "stunning". The reflective black one-piece latex suit perfectly outlined her voluptuous figure. Her sharp high heels made short noises when they stepped on the ground, echoing in the empty underground garage.

That's right, she is the super popular actress who is now sweeping the global film industry. Her external identity is Chrissie Wynyard, the biological daughter of the late actress Sharon Wynyard. She is also one of the few high-level members of the organization, code-named Vermouth, which is transliterated as Vermouth. Because of her powerful and almost invincible disguise level, she is nicknamed "The Witch of a Thousand Faces".

"Why do you two have to be like this when you meet? Can't you just be more friendly to each other~" Qin Wuque said helplessly, "Sister Bei, you are a wild king in the executive department, how can you scare the little sister in the R&D department?"

"Why, are you feeling sad?" Vermouth walked in front without looking back.

"It's not a question of whether you feel bad or not... Haven't you heard the saying that if you harm others to benefit yourself, it's a moral issue, but if you harm others without benefiting yourself, then you have a mental problem. What's the point? Right?"

"From what you mean, I, your sister, have a problem with my brain?" Vermouth continued without turning her head.

"That's not what I meant..."

Qin Wuque scratched his head and tried to change the subject: "Besides, didn't Captain Qin say that this mission wouldn't start until the night after tomorrow? Sister Bei, why did you come back early this time?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Vermouth paused.

She turned around, someone's face reflected in her aqua-green eyes: "Don't you want to see me? Or... did my appearance before make it difficult for you with Shirley?"

"I didn't say that. I was just a little surprised. According to what Captain Qin said, I thought you, Sister Bei, wouldn't be back until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow," Qin Wuque explained.

Vermouth snorted upon hearing that, raised her arm and patted the former on the back of the head. "If even Gin can figure out my whereabouts, then I am too much of a failure. As a qualified killer, it is a basic skill to not let others figure out your whereabouts...Okay, don't talk about those nonsense. Anyway, you don't have anything else to do tonight. Come for a drive with me, sister, and you drive."

"I have objections to the first half of your sentence, Sister Bei..." Qin Wuque raised a finger.

"Shut up and don't talk back to your sister."

"Last sentence, please don't pat me on the back of my head. I just had a hole cut in it today, and I'm not sure if it has fully healed."

"Oh? Did you accidentally get hurt again?"

Vermouth glanced at him.

"Then let me help you take a look later."

……

……

A cool white light broke through the dark night, and a strangely shaped super sports car roared out of the deserted office building.

The bumpy road forced Vermouth, who was sitting in the passenger seat, to hold on to the safety handle above the door to steady herself. She couldn't help but complain, "Why do you always have such a weird taste for cars? Before, it was an American muscle car that could fly and launch missiles, so what is this... a Batmobile?"

It is indeed strange.

The whole car is painted in matte black, has a long and narrow body, an exaggerated styling that starts off low and ends up rising, and a cockpit that's almost pulled back to just above the rear engine. At a glance at the whole thing, anyone who has watched Batman will immediately blurt out that this is Batman's car.

The strangest thing is the thick and large metal pipe right behind the rear of the car, which looks like the nozzle of a fighter jet engine.

After careful inspection by Vermouth, she was basically certain that this thing was probably not installed for beauty or decoration.

"No, it's called Vigilante." Qin Wuque twisted the steering wheel skillfully, maneuvering the Batmobile like lightning on the rugged roads in the suburbs of Tokyo.

Normally, no vehicle management office in the world would issue a license plate to a car with such an odd shape. He was driving without a license anyway, so Qin Wuque didn't have to worry too much about whether his overly aggressive driving style would result in a lifetime license revoked and a fine of up to six figures.

Floor the accelerator and accelerate with full force.

To Qin Wuque, who once drove this vigilante across the Alamo Sea in Los Santos, driving at full speed on an ordinary road like this was no different from the 20 yards per hour that an elderly person drove to buy groceries.

Similarly, this was not the first time that Vermouth rode in this guy's car. After experiencing the initial strong push on her back like a rocket taking off, she gradually relaxed. After groping for a while, she successfully found the switch for the car radio and turned it on.