My lover is this organization

"Welcome back, Que."

After saying this in a tone like a newlywed wife, Miyano Akemi ran back to the kitchen.

With the sound of the soup spoon being put into the pot, she ran out again, skillfully took the suitcase from Qin Wuque's hand and put it aside. She was about to say something, but suddenly realized that her own sister beside the latter was looking up at her with an expressionless face.

"Ah~ Welcome back, Shiho~"

Perhaps realizing that her previous behavior was too blatant, Miyano Akemi hurriedly turned a corner in a drainage ditch, seamlessly shifting her hands that were originally intended to reach out to Qin Wuque to her own sister.

She put her hands through the girl's arms and picked her up and held her in her arms.

"Hmm~ After all, little Shiho is better." Miyano Akemi rubbed her vigorously, showing a satisfied expression and said, "Although the previous Shiho was also very good, she always had a cold face. I still feel more like a sister when she is this little and cute."

"That's all..."

Haibara Ai couldn't stand her sister's warm treatment. Her cold little face was filled with helplessness within two seconds.

Sensing the girl's faint struggle in her arms, Miyano Akemi gently put her down and said with a smile, "The food is almost ready. There is one soup that will take a little longer. It will probably be ready in about forty minutes. You two can sit for a while."

"It will take another forty minutes." Huibara Ai frowned slightly.

Although she couldn't be called an internet addict, she was a typical homebody. She was used to sitting in front of the computer every day, so the two-day trip to Osaka made her feel uncomfortable.

Not only was the hotel's WIFI speed slow, but she could only stare at the tiny, several-inch screen on her phone, which made her very uncomfortable.

So she urgently needs to go back to her room, turn on her computer and catch up on her thoughts.

"Then I'll go up first. Call me when it's time for dinner."

After saying this, the girl ran straight upstairs without looking back.

Seeing this, Miyano Akemi gave an imperceptible smile of success.

She knew her sister too well. She said forty minutes on purpose. As long as you are not a professional gourmet, it doesn't matter if you take ten or twenty minutes longer to make soup. And she also knew that her sister was the kind of person who would forget about time as soon as she sat in front of the computer. If no one called her, she would never come down on her own initiative.

An hour is almost enough...at worst we can continue in the evening.

babble~

Of course, Qin Wuque had no way of knowing what Mingmei was thinking.

He looked at the girl's back as she went upstairs, then looked at Mingmei who was standing beside him with an inexplicably smug look on her face. It seemed as if he suddenly thought of something and he slapped his head and went to pick up the suitcase.

"Oh, by the way, I have to throw all the dirty clothes into the washing machine and dry them while there is still some sunshine in the afternoon..."

"There's no rush~"

As Miyano Akemi's soft voice sounded, a slender hand reached out from the side, gently grabbed Qin Wuque, who was about to slip away, and dragged him into the kitchen, then closed the kitchen door with the backhand.

The fresh and fragrant scent instantly broke through Qin Wuque's olfactory nerves and reached his brain directly.

Today, Akemi Miyano is cooking beef brisket, baby cabbage and enoki mushroom soup, the kind that gets more fragrant the longer it’s cooked.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that you can cook it indefinitely.

But it's ok to take a little longer.

Qin Wuque didn't understand what she meant at first, until Mingmei put her arms around his neck, he suddenly reacted.

"Wait, right here???"

"Hmm~ No way?"

Mingmei's eyes flickered with confusion.

hiss……

Qin Wuque retreated slightly in his heart, but his body was honest.

"Okay~"

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PS: Although maximizing the commercial value of a work is the author's responsibility... I don't think I can pay it back even if I offer a bounty, and it's easier to get tired of writing, just like the 75-level pass I got in last season of Rainbow Six. I used to play every day, but now I'm not happy to go online.

I’m tired of writing, really… I tend to mumble.

So in order to avoid complaints, I decided not to offer a reward.

As for the group... I almost forgot. We had agreed to create a group once the book was put on the shelves, but there was a group for the old book before, and I’m not sure whether other authors will create new groups for their new books or something else.

Chapter 94: Suspicious Marks on Fat

Huihara Ai went upstairs to catch up on some of the otaku's jokes, and was not called down to have lunch until more than an hour later by Qin Wuque, who looked unnatural.

To be honest, although she is the kind of person who can forget the time when sitting in front of the computer, she can still feel the most basic negative physical conditions, such as hunger and thirst, etc., which can greatly reduce her immersion in the computer.

Not to mention that there is a difference of nearly an hour between forty minutes and an hour and a half.

The soup can be cooked for nearly an hour longer. Is this in the Joan of Arc River?

And the strangest thing was that for some reason, her dear sister hadn't eaten lunch yet, but as soon as she sat down at the dining table, she started touching her stomach with satisfaction and grinning, as if she could be full just by smelling the food.

Could this be the eating method of the little fairy who has entered the fasting period and has been circulating on the Internet for a long time?

It's very mysterious.

However, since Akemi didn't say anything herself, Haibara Ai didn't ask any more questions. She just thought that the other party had watched some messed up romance TV series recently and was brainwashed by the stupid actions of some female characters in the show.

Anyway, she will be fine in two days...

After lunch, Qin Wuque consciously helped Mingmei to clean up the pots and pans, while Huihara Ai put down her bowl and chopsticks as usual, patted her little butt and went upstairs to continue to replenish her homegirl tiles.

Just when Qin Wuque had finally packed up all the pots and pans and was preparing to secretly wash the dirty clothes that the two of them had left in the suitcase over the past two days.

The call from the head of the Qin group came...

Emmmmmmmmmmm~

To be honest, when Qin Wuque saw the caller ID on the phone screen, he really wanted to answer the call, tell Captain Qin that he would call back in two minutes, and then hang up and throw all the clothes into the washing machine to wash them.

However, after considering the consequences of doing so.

He suddenly decided to forget it.

It’s not impossible to wash clothes while talking on the phone!

The call was connected, and Captain Qin's emotionless voice came from the phone.

"Where are you now? Are you back?"

"To be honest, I'm sitting at home..." Qin Wuque told the truth.

As soon as she finished speaking, Gin hummed softly, seeming to be quite satisfied with the answer. She then went straight to the point and said, "I have a new task for you to do. The flight is to London, England at 6 o'clock this afternoon."

"Fuck, don't do it?"

Qin Wuque groaned when he heard this, and his movement of reaching out to take the suitcase paused for a moment, but then he reacted immediately.

"Wait... Captain Qin, I just came back from Osaka this morning, why are you asking me to go to England right away? What a blessing~"

"Going to Osaka was your own idea, not a mission assigned to you by the organization. Don't try to confuse the concepts." Leader Qin said, "And if I remember correctly, you haven't carried out any missions since you came back from the amusement park last time. To be honest, you are the most idle person in the organization's execution department right now. You have no reason to refuse."

"I'm obviously very busy..." Qin Wuque felt a little aggrieved.

"Or if you have the ability, you can go and tell that woman Vermouth about this." Gin said calmly, "I am just relaying her request. Originally, this mission has nothing to do with you, but since she specifically asked you to go, then it has something to do with you. If you want to refuse, go and contact her yourself."

"Sister Bei wants me to go?" Qin Wuque was stunned, rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, then he slapped his thigh and suddenly realized something.

"Oh~ I remember now. Sister Bayonet seemed to have told me before that there was a long-term mission in London, and that she might need my help there... Okay, so what exactly do you want me to do?"

Gin seemed to let out a soft sound: "Akagi Mary, do you remember this name?"

"Akai Mary... No." Qin Wuque hesitated for a moment, "But I have a deep impression of the surname Akai. What's wrong? After failing to kill Akai Shuichi, the organization is going to take action against his own sister?"

"No, that's his mother." Gin said lightly.

"..."

Qin Wuque was obviously silent for a moment.

After a long while, he said awkwardly, "Captain Qin, I have a small suggestion. Why don't we call our organization the Karasuma Group? We should just change our name to the Liema Group. And we should definitely keep our word. If we say we will kill him, we will kill him..."

"Okay, let me tell you about your mission."

The silver-haired beauty chose to ignore the guy's nonsense and then asked, "Are the two APTX4869s you took from me last time still there?"

"No, it's already been used up..."

"Then you have to come to the base this afternoon. I will give you the rest. Your mission is to bring those APTX4869 to England. Vermouth will tell you the rest in person."

"what?"

"What's the problem?" Gin asked calmly.

"No..." Qin Wuque was speechless for a moment, "Aren't we going to kill Akai Shuichi's mother? Why don't we just find her and shoot her? Why do we have to go through so much trouble and bring a board of capsules with us?"

"Then do you know what there is in London?" Gin asked again.

"There are Assassins... and Templars..."

"There is MI6 headquarters."

The silver-haired beauty sighed softly with some helplessness.

"According to that woman Vermouth, she recently discovered that the target was in the area of ​​Vauxhall Bridge near the MI6 headquarters building. If a gunfight breaks out in that place, it will undoubtedly alert the MI6 gang, and it will happen in their hometown. What are you going to do then?"

"Kill them all..."

Well, you are worthy of it.

Gin really wanted to say this, but this sentence structure didn't quite fit her personality, so forget it.

She paused and said, "In short, your task is to bring the APTX4869 I gave you to London before o'clock tomorrow morning. Vermouth will make the rest herself. Do you understand?"

"Oh……"

After ending the call with Captain Qin, Qin Wuque looked up and let out a long breath. After adjusting his mentality a little, he was about to pick up the suitcase to wash the dirty clothes he had accumulated over the past two days, but he unexpectedly found that the two large suitcases that he had placed next to him had disappeared at some point.

At this moment, Qin Wuque was feeling extremely shocked.

If the four-dimensional space hadn't swallowed up the two boxes, then there would only be one answer...

"Miss~you~"

As Mingmei's gentle yet murderous voice sounded from behind him, Qin Wuque turned his head mechanically.

The girl still had a bright smile on her face, but behind her there seemed to be countless black shadows like Mr. Ke's tentacles dancing wildly. In her hand she was holding a pair of pink panties that were obviously children's style, with a lot of traces of dried suspicious liquid on it.

In the look of frustration from Qin Wuque, Miyano Akemi tilted her head with a smile.

"Can you explain what's going on?"

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PS: Damn, I thought the Chinese New Year was coming soon and the royalties might be paid in advance, just as a holiday bonus for the author, but it turned out to be delayed until the 22nd... venting!

Chapter 95: Long-lost Sister Bei

Qin Wuque arrived in London, England at eight o'clock the next morning. It was only half past eight when he took a taxi to the hotel where Sister Bei was staying. For those night owls who were used to sleeping during the day and going out at night, this was the perfect time for them to sleep soundly.

Vermouth is no exception.

So when she was woken up by Qin Wuque, who had traveled thousands of miles from Tokyo, knocking on the door of her hotel bed, she dragged him to the bed without saying a word, as if she was holding an oversized life-size rag doll, and then she hugged the bed for nearly half an hour before she was willing to get up reluctantly.

Half an hour sounds a bit short.

It wasn't because her sense of responsibility for the mission had surpassed her hazy sleepiness, but because someone's stick had really pushed her away from sleepiness and even made her excited.

However, considering that if she had an orgasm on the spot, she would not have to carry out the subsequent tasks, so Vermouth decisively chose to get up quickly to complete the task, and then return to the hotel to reward herself after completing the task.

After all, she and Qin Wuque hadn't been together for a while. She had originally planned to stay in New York to replenish her energy before leaving, but then she got shot and injured, and she missed out on such a great opportunity.

"Haah~"

With her hands covering her mouth, she yawned lazily and after lying in bed for half an hour, Vermouth opened her spring-like eyes with a smile and cast her gaze at someone who was lying flat beside her, looking at her with his head tilted.