My lover is this organization

"By the way, I heard that you've been getting along well with that murderous woman Gin recently?" Vermouth suddenly stopped drawing circles, raised her head slightly and asked.

"Hmm? Well, I guess so. Maybe it's because we have a good relationship with each other?" Qin Wuque replied after a moment of hesitation.

Vermouth was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing: "I'm very curious about how you came to this conclusion. Don't you know that your personality is completely opposite to hers?"

"But I am loyal to the organization~" Qin Wuque said as if it was a matter of course.

His words choked Vermouth.

Because to be honest, it is true.

Unlike the vast majority of Japanese stubborn companies that consider seniority and family background more important than ability, the Black Organization has nothing to do with seniority or family background when it comes to promotion or wealth. The only thing that matters is "ability" and "loyalty" to the organization.

This is also why Gin, although not very old, can become the executive director of the Japanese branch, and even be in charge of the entire Japanese branch both openly and secretly.

This is all based on the organization's unique set of calculations.

If the ability to complete the tasks assigned by the organization 100% is the standard for measuring ability, then some details in the process of executing the task are the basis for determining loyalty to the organization.

For example, how many minor details in the course of action could potentially lead to the exposure of the organization's existence.

In the former, there is no difference between Qin Wuque and Gin, they both basically belong to the category of "Where to go? Who to kill?" They are ruthless and don't talk much.

On the latter, the two can only be said to have reached the same destination through different paths.

Gin is the type of person who would rather avoid showing up than show up, and would like to use a sniper rifle to kill the target with one shot from a hundred miles away.

As for the guy codenamed Snow Beer... well, wouldn't it be the perfect infiltration if I just kill everyone I see?

Therefore, leaving aside their qualifications, Qin Wuque and Gin's ability and loyalty ratings in the organization are almost exactly the same, with the former even being slightly higher.

Because he had also participated in a very core research project of the organization, which served as the final test for officially joining the organization - drug testing.

It would be difficult to explain the principle of the drug using biological knowledge, but for Qin Wuque himself, the whole experience was nothing more than taking a capsule with a glass of distilled water, and from then on he had eternal youth and super-fast cell repair capabilities. Even if he suffered a fatal injury, he could fully recover in just a few seconds and would never die from physical trauma.

To put it simply, he was transformed into Deadpool.

The super-fast cell repair ability also includes the ability to replenish the ammunition consumed in the battle with Vermouth.

It should be said that the consumption rate is far less than the regeneration rate.

and so……

“Are there any napkins?”

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter? Who told you to control yourself?" Vermouth glared in embarrassment.

She glanced down in the dim light from the dashboard.

Mm, my tummy is full.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Hurry up and bring a few over. There are too many. I think some of them leaked out accidentally."

“Puff! Give it to me…”

Realizing that it was his fault, Qin Wuque quickly stuffed the entire box over.

Then there was another round of hurried wiping.

Five minutes later, as a large ball of used wet paper was thrown out of the car window to join the tumbleweeds, Vermouth, who had finally put herself back into her one-piece latex suit, finally sat back in the passenger seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of someone, her tights, which originally fit her perfectly, were almost unzipped.

Thinking of this, Vermouth certainly couldn't put on a good face, but due to her weakness, she could only hum and say, "Okay, let's go back. Drive slowly on the road. I'm tired. Don't wake me up. Do you hear me?"

After saying this, she didn't care whether Qin Wuque agreed or not. She lowered the backrest of the seat and lay down directly, turning sideways with her back facing the latter.

Ah this...at least wear a seat belt, right?

Qin Wuque was a little speechless. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that the organization's base was located in the suburbs of Tokyo. If it was in the city center, his Batmobile would have been surrounded by traffic police who had heard the news in no time. By then, Tokyo would have been turned into another Los Santos.

The most important point is that Los Santos is a completely hopeless city. It is no exaggeration to describe it as a city full of bad people. Therefore, no matter how many people he kills, he will not feel any psychological burden at all. In comparison, Tokyo can almost be said to be a paradise.

Otherwise, he would not have abandoned all his properties and come to Japan alone to become a hands-off boss.

Of course, there are still people helping him manage those industries now.

……

……

When leaving, keep your foot on the accelerator and don't let go. When returning, you must pass the third subject test at 40 mph.

By the time Qin Wuque returned to the base building, walking at the speed of an elderly person walking to the street to buy groceries, it was already late at night.

Although he was used to driving fast, his driving skills were still very good. Even after he parked the car in the underground garage, turned off the engine and pulled the handbrake, Vermouth, who was lying on her side in the passenger seat, still showed no signs of waking up, and her breathing was even with the slight rise and fall of her body.

It’s amazing, he actually fell asleep, and slept soundly.

Qin Wuque shook his head helplessly in his heart, opened the car door, got out and walked to the other side, gently opened the door on the passenger side, skillfully put his hands under Vermouth, picked her up in a princess hug, and turned to walk towards the barrier-free elevator.

Anyway, this isn't the first time this has happened.

Holding the sleeping Vermouth in his arms, Qin Wuque took the elevator directly to the dormitory floor. After getting out of the elevator, he walked towards his room without thinking.

Because he didn't have the room card for the other room, he couldn't get in. The only way to get in was to go into his own room.

Just as he passed the last corner of the corridor and was about to reach his residence, he suddenly saw a person leaning against the wall waiting at the door of his room under the dim LED light. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, with his head slightly lowered and nodding, as if he might fall asleep at any time.

The moment their eyes met, Qin Wuque was stunned.

"Amei?"

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PS1: Oh, it seems that the epidemic has become more serious recently. It seems that a whole company in Luoshe, Wuxi, has been quarantined. Forget it, I'd better stay at home. My life is more important...

PS2: I woke up in shock from my dying illness and suddenly found that the book was on the list. Some of the faster cars should be slightly changed. Although the environment should be better after % of the books are blocked on the web, there is no guarantee that the power of the assassination list has really weakened. It is better to be a little cautious.

Chapter 8 I Have a Friend

Miyano Akemi is Miyano Shiho's biological sister.

Like the latter, because of her parents, she was brought into the Black Organization at a very young age and became a member of the organization.

However, the embarrassing thing is that as the elder sister, Akemi Miyano did not inherit the excellent scientific research genes from her parents. Compared with her younger sister, Shiho Miyano, she is a complete academic loser.

So even though she has been a member of the organization much longer than her sister, she has been a peripheral member until now. And because she doesn't like the dark and depressing atmosphere in the organization, she rarely appears in the organization's base and only comes here occasionally to visit her sister.

But the subtle thing is that such a marginal insignificant person who is not noticed by anyone and has almost no use value actually has a good relationship with Qin Wuque, a killer who is as famous as Gin in the execution department.

Of course, Shirley is one of the reasons, but more importantly, Miyano Akemi’s personality is quite good.

After all, as a native Chinese, Qin Wuque's philosophy towards others has always been "Because you are good to me, I will be good to you too."

So~

"Amei? Why did you suddenly think of coming here today? To visit Xue... er, Shiho?"

The door of the room closed gently behind him. Looking at Miyano Akemi in front of him, who looked a little tired but still had a smile on her face, Qin Wuque returned to the corridor and asked curiously.

"Uh-huh……"

When asked the question, Akemi Miyano was like a primary school student being called by the teacher in class. She subconsciously wanted to nod, but suddenly realized that the purpose of her trip was not this, and quickly shook her head: "Ah, no, no, it doesn't seem to be completely right to say no, how should I put it, um~"

What's going on with this girl today?

Got a bad stomach?

Qin Wuque felt a little confused by Miss Mingmei's series of confusing questions.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Miyano Akemi recalled what the prince had told her before she came here, and mustered up the courage to say, "Actually, it's like this. I have a friend who..."

Who is this friend you are talking about?

Qin Wuque muttered to himself.

"He asked me to convey a message. He said he also wants to join the organization!" Miyano Akemi almost shouted this with her eyes closed.

"……what?"

There was a moment when Qin Wuque admitted that he was indeed scared.

He scratched his head and said, "I remember that you seem to work in a bank, Mingmei. So, do you have colleagues in the bank who like to mix medicine?"

"Of course it's not mixed with potion. The prince is..." Miyano Akemi choked for a moment, and after organizing her thoughts a little, she slowly recounted what had happened recently and the causes and consequences of everything.

It turned out that some time ago, Miyano Akemi accidentally hit a man while driving on the road. This man's name was Dai Moroboshi. The kind-hearted Akemi felt guilty towards the other party, so she often went to the hospital to visit and take care of him during the period when the latter was hospitalized due to a car accident. As a result, the two fell in love with each other during their time together, and this man named Dai Moroboshi also discovered the existence of the organization through Akemi, and proposed to join the organization through Akemi's relationship.

This is how the current scene came about.

"Oh, so this guy named Zhu Xingda wants to join the executive department." Qin Wuque nodded to show his understanding, and then changed the subject, "No, Mingmei, you should talk to Captain Qin about this. She is in charge of all personnel changes in the Japanese branch, not to mention the executive department."

"I know, but..." Miyano Akemi looked embarrassed.

Qin Wuque immediately reacted when he saw her like this: "Ah~ I understand, indeed, Captain Qin is very busy with official duties and always has a serious face. He is a little unapproachable."

So in your opinion, Gin is just not very approachable! ?

Miyano Akemi had nothing to say.

Qin Wuque snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, I understand. I will tell Captain Qin about this matter. By the way, Mingmei, give me your boyfriend's contact information so that Captain Qin won't have to look for you again."

"Oh." Miyano Akemi nodded honestly, took out her cell phone, opened the address book, slid her finger across the line with the ID "QwQ", and sent Moroboshi Dai's contact information.

"OK got it."

Qin Wuque didn't even look at it carefully before forwarding the phone number he received from Miyano Akemi to Gin. He said, "It will probably take two days for a reply. I'm going to the United States in the next few days and I'm not at the base. If Gin has any questions, you can call me directly."

"OK, thanks."

Miyano Akemi blinked, as if something suddenly occurred to her: "By the way, who was the person I saw you carrying in just now, Xuehua?"

"Belmod."

hiss--

Miyano Akemi gasped as if she had heard some extremely terrifying name, and the smile that had originally been very natural on her face suddenly became forced.

"Yeah, yeah, I always thought you and Shiho were... ah, nothing, it's getting late, I'll leave first, Xuehua, you should also get some rest, staying up late is not good for your health."

After saying this, she turned around and left in a hurry without waiting for the other party to answer.

Watching Miyano Akemi's hurried back, Qin Wuque shrugged a little incomprehensibly, then turned and entered the room.

In the room, Vermouth, who seemed to have just woken up, was trying to get up from the bed. However, the strong numbness coming from her lower abdomen made her movements look a little difficult.

Noticing Qin Wuque walking in from the door, she simply gave up struggling and leaned against the head of the bed, with the white quilt covering her shoulders, like a French lady. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What, are you done talking?"

"Yeah." Qin Wuque nodded frankly without hiding anything.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Sister Bei who was leaning against the bed, and couldn't help but feel curious: "What's wrong, Sister Bei, aren't you going to sleep?"

Vermouth glared at him, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, what are you sleeping for? Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? I told you not to wake me up, and you really didn't wake me up. Just take off my clothes and throw them on the bed, and that's it?"

"I helped and covered you with the quilt." Qin Wuque looked innocent.

Vermouth was immediately amused: "What about taking a bath? Are you planning to let me go to bed without taking a bath?"

"Uh, now?"

"What else?" The Thousand-Faced Witch rolled her eyes again and raised her arms like a queen. "Stop talking nonsense and come over here to help your sister take a bath!"

"Fine."

After receiving the order, Qin Wuque was no longer polite. He walked forward, gently lifted Vermouth from the bed with both hands, and turned to walk towards the shower room.

Close the door and lock it.

After a while, beautiful music began to be played inside.

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PS: Oh my god, the temperature has dropped, it’s so cold.