My lover is this organization

"First of all, since I promised you, I will definitely not stand you up. Secondly, you have done nothing wrong to me. You were just fooled and used. Whether it was betraying the organization or ambushing me and Captain Koto, it was all planned by Akai Shuichi himself. Mingmei, you should know that I am a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. I will not vent my anger on you because of something like this."

Miyano Akemi followed him with her head down, remaining silent.

"sit down."

After entering the room, Qin Wuque walked into the kitchen and skillfully poured water and made tea, while Miyano Akemi sat down quietly at the dining table.

Not long after, a cup of steaming black tea was placed in front of the latter.

Qin Wuque, who was also holding a cup of black tea, pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table, facing Miyano Akemi across the table.

"Come on, didn't you say in your text message that you had something to discuss with me? Tell me about it."

"……Yes."

Miyano Akemi nodded slowly, her pale and chapped lips trembled a few times, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, and the bangs hanging down in front of her forehead blocked her eyes.

Qin Wuque didn't rush him, but just waited patiently.

After a long while, the haggard girl finally let out a faint sigh.

"I want to... see if I can think of a way to take Shiho away from the organization."

“It’s difficult, but not impossible.”

Qin Wuque nodded and immediately gave an answer that he thought was quite pertinent.

"Yes, it is difficult, but it is not impossible." Miyano Akemi said slowly, "I have discussed this matter with Gin before..."

"Stop... Who did you discuss this with?" Qin Wuque almost spit out his tea.

"Gin."

Miyano Akemi smiled bitterly: "I know it's foolish to do this, but for Shiho and myself, there are some things I must have the courage to do as a sister. And I have also discussed with Gin that as long as I can earn 1 billion yen for the organization, the organization will let Shiho and I leave."

"Hiss~" Qin Wuque took a breath, "Let's be honest, do you think this is possible?"

"If it's only 1 billion yen..."

"No, I mean let you and Shiho go."

Hearing this, Miyano Akemi fell silent again.

After a long while, she nodded slightly: "I think... I think so. When I discussed it with Gin, she said that this condition was proposed by the second-in-command of the organization, so I thought that since even the second-in-command of the organization agreed, then it should be..."

Qin Wuque stretched out his hands and pressed twice in time, "Okay, okay, let's ignore this question for now, then let me change the question, if Mingmei, you really take Shibao away from the organization, then what are you going to do, go find your so-called shitty ex-boyfriend?"

He thought Miyano Akemi would smile bitterly and say something cool like "But I just can't forget him", but he didn't expect that the latter would just shake her head slowly.

"Do not."

Miyano Akemi raised her head, her eyes bright and serious, she said softly: "In fact, I also thought I would do the same at the beginning, but in fact, after I learned that he was just using me to join the organization, I didn't react that much. I was more relieved. Now I just want to take Shiho out of the organization and live an ordinary life. I don't have to participate in these things anymore, and I won't be targeted and used by others anymore."

"Eh~"

Hearing this, Qin Wuque's eyes suddenly became confused.

"Could this be the legendary story of a woman who no longer believes in love after being hurt by a man and develops some kind of morbid love for her own sister?"

"...Of course not!" Miyano Akemi's face turned red with shame.

Qin Wuque curled his lips upon seeing this, but then he stopped smiling: "I basically understand the situation, but I still need to discuss the specific details with Captain Qin later. If I have any news, I will contact you as soon as possible."

"OK, all right."

Miyano Akemi nodded and stood up from the table, then bowed deeply to Qin Wuque.

"Thank you, Snowflake."

"For some reason I always feel that the word 'snowflake' in your Japanese language sounds weird." Qin Wuque couldn't help but complain.

"What?" Miyano Akemi was stunned.

"It's nothing, at least it's much better than the English translation of snow beer..."

"Yes...yes."

After Miyano Akemi left, Qin Wuque, who was still sitting at the dining table, took out his cell phone and dialed Gin's number. While waiting for the call to ring, he had already adopted his usual naughty tone.

"Hey~ Captain Qin~"

"I guess you called me at this time because of Miyano Akemi." The voice from the other end of the phone was still as cold as ever.

"That's right, you are worthy of being the leader of Gin, you are really good at predicting things~" Although he knew that Gin on the other end of the phone couldn't see it, Qin Wuque still maintained a perfect smile, "I heard Mingmei say that you told her that as long as she could get 1 billion yen for the organization, the organization would agree to let her and Shirley leave?"

"I just reported what Rum said truthfully." Gin snorted coldly, "But Rum never shows mercy to traitors of the organization. I guess he plans to kill Miyano Akemi after squeezing out her surplus value. So what are you planning to do?"

"Um……"

However, all that came over the phone was Qin Wuque's hesitation.

Gin waited for a while but didn't hear a reply. He seemed a little impatient and repeated, "I told you, this is all Rum's plan. If you don't believe me, you can go ask him in person."

"what?"

Qin Wuque was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

"No, no, no, no, I was just calculating how much one billion yen would be in U.S. dollars. Oh, right... according to this statement, as long as we can get one billion yen for the organization and make Rum think that Miyano Akemi has disappeared from the world, that's all, right?"

There was a deep breath coming from the other end of the line.

Shit, even though I've already made up my mind to break up with Rum, why do I always get so angry when I hear this guy's so-called "plan"?

It went off! The traitor radar went off!

"As long as you can do it... But I must warn you in advance. If your plan is exposed, not only you and I, but even the entire Japanese branch will be listed as traitors to the organization. At that time..."

"Don't worry, all I want is what you said, Captain Qin. Just leave the rest to me."

Qin Wuque snapped his fingers crisply, and then seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Oh, by the way, Captain Qin, do you still have the medicine you had earlier? Give me two pills, they will be useful to me."

"...If you want it, come and get it yourself!"

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PS: Four more updates~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 59: A Clever Plan

"Honey Girls" is a bar in Los Santos, United States, located at the intersection of Purity Avenue and Elgin Street in the downtown area.

Although it is not the only nightclub in the city, it is the only bar in Los Santos that offers striptease services.

The bar is divided into two parts: private rooms and the hall. For most guests who have time but limited funds, it is undoubtedly the most economical to order a glass of the cheapest liquor for only one dollar in the hall, and then lean against the dance floor to enjoy the sexy and graceful dance of the dancers all night long.

Of course, the premise is that you can't do needlework in public after drinking too much, otherwise you will be thrown out by the bar security.

But if you are richer and don't like the strange smell of cigarettes, alcohol and male hormones in the hall, you can also choose to ask dancers to serve in the private room.

The price of box service is of course far from that of the hall, but on the contrary, you can not only enjoy the graceful figure of the dancer up close, but also feel it with your body, and feel the real "striptease". If you have a good relationship with the dancer, you can even call her to your home to provide services.

There is no doubt that the service content that hits the human point of view, coupled with the service quality that can never be considered bad, has made this striptease bar called "Honey Girls" one of the most popular nightclubs in the whole of Los Santos.

There is no need for celebrity advertising, nor are there any big nightclub stars in charge, and even the dance music is pirated music that can be found for free on the Internet. The operating cost of the entire nightclub is extremely cheap, which has led to its continuous profitable growth over the years.

However, in the office of such a bar where the boss and shareholders only need to lie in bed and sleep until they wake up with laughter and count money until their hands cramp, a quarrel that cannot be called a small quarrel is taking place. The angry roars that broke out almost blew the roof off. Fortunately, the music in the hall was loud enough so as not to affect the normal operation of the business.

"Fuck you? Fuck you!"

In the small office, an Italian man with sparse hair and tattered clothes pointed at the middle-aged white man who had just entered and yelled angrily. Then he turned to the black guy sitting at the corner of the desk with a confused look on his face and lowered his voice.

"Franklin, do you know that your 'mentor' Mike, your 'robbery master', changed his last name when he committed crimes in the Midwest a few years ago in order to quit, he also betrayed his friends and killed his team members! He even reached a private agreement with the despicable FBI! Do you fucking know that!!!"

"Oh, Trevor, can't you calm down? But he didn't tell me these things in such detail..." The black guy called Franklin was a little caught off guard.

Seeing that his dark history was about to be brought up again, Mike coughed and said, "Listen, Franklin, I may have not considered many things at the time, but I did have my own difficulties. What's important now is not those things that happened a long time ago, but the vote we are going to make next."

"unimportant!?"

Trevor slammed the table, walked up to the former with gritted teeth, pointed at his nose and said: "I tell you, this is very important. You are the one who likes to tell tales the most. I know you have already figured out how to report us!"

"I don't!"

Mike yelled back.

"Alright! That's enough! That's enough, okay!"

Seeing that things were getting more and more serious, Lester, who had been standing beside the planning board with a cane and remained silent from beginning to end, finally couldn't help it anymore and knocked his cane hard on the ground twice.

The mastermind's outburst finally stopped the two middle-aged men who were arguing over the foolish things that happened in their youth.

Lester took a breath and said, "We are about to make history and rob the largest bank on the planet. Why are you two robbery masters from the Midwest still nagging like women about some old things?"

"Why?" Trevor turned to look at him, and rarely spoke in a slow tone. "Because we are about to make the biggest deal in history, we must have enough trust between us."

He pointed at Mike, who was still taking deep breaths to calm his anger: "And he is not trustworthy enough for us."

"Trevor, let me tell you..."

Mike was about to say something else, but was stopped by Lester, who waved his cane.

Lester stared at Trevor and said, "You want to trust? No problem. I have found someone you can trust, both in terms of technology and character. You should know this person. You have worked with him before."

"Collaborated with? Who are you talking about?" Trevor asked.

squeak--

Just as he finished speaking, the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the noise from the hall instantly poured into the office. Qin Wuque, wearing a black windbreaker from the executive department, strode in from outside, followed by a young woman wearing a mask who seemed a little restrained.

"He's here." Lester turned his head and smiled, holding up his crutches and welcoming him enthusiastically, "You're finally here, my silent friend!"

At the same time, Trevor, who was still chattering a second ago, also noticed Qin Wuque walking in and was stunned for a moment.

"you?"

"Yes, it's me."

Qin Wuque smiled in response, patted Lester on the shoulder, walked to the robbery planning board, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

"Ah~ It's really nice, it feels like coming home."

He turned to face the crowd and spread his hands, saying, "It's nice to meet two familiar faces in one operation, but before we start the formal part, let me introduce myself. I came to Los Santos five years ago, and I have robbed the Full Bank and Pacific Bank, raided the Humane Laboratory, robbed the prison in northern Los Santos, and cooperated with Trevor Phillips Industries. By the way, I also saved the world once. My Chinese name is difficult to pronounce, so you can just call me by my English name - QUIN."

After saying that, Qin Wuque took two steps back and put his hand on the shoulder of Miyano Akemi, who was wearing a mask and looked stiff.

"This time, for some reason, I brought a new person with me. She will be responsible for guiding our escape route, and I will work with you and be responsible for converting the four tons of gold into US dollars that can be spent and paid to you."

"Convert? How to convert?" Mike asked.

"Generally speaking, the gold is melted down and recast into other shapes, and then sold through various channels. But I don't need to go through so much trouble." Qin Wuque explained, "You just need to give me the gold, and then I will pay you. It's like I'm the one who caught the lama and bought all the gold you stole. There are no middlemen to make a profit, and there is no material loss in the recasting process. It can maximize the conversion of gold into usable currency. Any other problems?"

"……there is none left."

"very good."

Qin Wuque nodded with satisfaction, turned around and took a quick look at the plan board against the wall, then he took a deep breath and made a lightning-fast move to the side, pulling Lester, who was still in a trance, over, almost sticking his whole face to him, pointing at the plan board with a horrified expression and gritting his teeth.

"You can actually come up with such a tricky plan? Then why did I always have to face the siege of dozens or even hundreds of enemies for no apparent reason? Hmm? Explain, please?"

"..."

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PS: Five more chapters~~~~~~~~~~

Lester is a piece of shit. In the plot, he gives the protagonists all kinds of tricks to ensure the maximum success rate and safety. But when they are on the line, the little mute has to face a lot of enemies for no reason. Every time, he has to fight a hundred people alone...