My lover is this organization

She stretched out her snow-white arms and gently wrapped them around Qin Wuque's neck. Then, with a slight exertion of force, she flexibly straddled the latter. At the same time, she used her hands to support her body and pressed it on the sheets on both sides of Qin Wuque's head. Her condescending attitude was like that of Her Majesty the Queen.

"It's been so long since we last met, do you miss your sister?"

"Think about it."

When it comes to topics like these, Qin Wuque has always been simple and unpretentious. He has no idea what tsundere means and nodded and spoke frankly.

Of course, the main reason is that Sister Bayonet was still wearing a white gauze pajamas at this time.

As for pajamas, everyone knows that they should be loose and comfortable, so that the wearer can fall asleep without feeling any restraint.

Thus, the pair of plump and soft big white rabbits on Vermouth's chest were almost unreservedly displayed in front of Qin Wuque. In addition, the almost invisible texture of the gauze just covered the fatal key points, making Qin Wuque involuntarily want to sink into it.

There's no way, they're just too big.

And that’s exactly what he did.

Suddenly, she felt the contraction of the abdominal muscles beneath her body, which was enough to make most women in the world scream at a very high decibel. Vermouth was stunned at first, and then she immediately realized what this dog-head was trying to do. She wanted to say wait, but it was too late.

A pair of arms, not very strong but extremely powerful, wrapped around Vermouth's smooth and white back, preventing her from leaning back any further. At the same time, Qin Wuque, who was lying flat on the bed, suddenly sat up in a standard straight-leg sit-up position, buried his face deep in the deep, snow-white valley, took a deep breath greedily, and then exhaled slowly.

The hot breath flowing over her body made Vermouth almost go limp. Fortunately, she was sitting on the bed and had the support from her locked arms. Otherwise, if she was standing, her legs would have gone weak and she would have sat down on the spot.

"etc……"

Vermouth clenched her teeth and her voice trembled slightly.

"Today... we still have a mission, at least... not now..."

She still had a bit of rationality left, and knew that her physical condition was different from that of a cub with almost endless energy. If she couldn't control herself here, then this mission would be completely ruined.

Even though she wanted to, she really couldn't do that now.

The two of them remained in this position quietly for a while.

After a while, Vermouth felt that Qin Wuque's head, which was buried in her chest, seemed to move slightly, and then a slightly dull response sounded in the valley.

"Um……"

Fortunately.

Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was very happy to know that this guy really missed her, it would be terrible if she lost her ability to move here.

She sat back up, stretched out her arms and hugged Qin Wuque, who was still burying his head in her chest, as if to comfort him, then lowered her head and spoke softly.

"After this mission is over, I can go back to Japan, and then we can see each other more often, okay, dear."

“…Ah? Really?”

Qin Wuque, who had been silent the previous second, pulled out his head with force, his eyes full of surprise, and as if because it was stuck too tightly, there was even a slight "pop" sound in the process.

“Don’t you know?” Vermouth couldn’t help but laugh and cry when he saw him like this, “Sister, no matter what, I am still a member of the organization’s executive department in the Japanese branch. After the mission is completed, where else can I return to if not to Japan? Besides, this mission was only sent to me because only I can handle it. Otherwise, do you think the members of the organization’s British branch are just eating for free?”

"Isn't it?" Qin Wuque asked doubtfully.

To be honest, if he has been in the UK for such a long time without blowing up the MI6 headquarters, what else could he be if not just eating for nothing?

If it were him, he would have pulled the space-based cannon over and made these British guys carry a bag of rice to the top of the building!

Vermouth, who knew this guy's murderous nature, could only roll her eyes helplessly, raised her jade hand and gently patted his forehead symbolically: "Alright, let me get up quickly, I'll tell you the task flow... Really, are you happy to make me like this?"

"Happy……"

Pia~

Another light blow.

Barely holding on to the edge of the bed, Vermouth carefully controlled her weak legs and moved all the way to the suitcase. She unzipped it and took out a full set of disguise props, including clothes, a mask, and a spring for voice changing.

Qin Wuque took a quick glance from the side and roughly guessed that the person wearing this outfit should be a middle-aged man around 40 years old, with a sloppy style but a hint of coquettishness, and his physique should be slightly larger than him by one and a half sizes.

Vermouth said as she prepared: "Gin should have told you before we came here, our target this time is MI6 agent Akai Mari, so you will play the role of Akai Mari's husband Akai Tsumugi, who has been missing for years and whose life or death is still unknown. I will tell you all the details about Akai Tsumugi that you will play next. Do you have any questions?"

"Have……"

Qin Wuque scratched his head and pointed at the costume props scattered all over the ground.

"So why don't you go by yourself, Sister Bay? If you come by yourself, you won't even need the voice-changing springs. And Sister Bay, your acting skills are pretty good..."

"What do you say?"

Vermouth glared with her beautiful eyes.

Qin Wuque: “…”

Well, it's still his own fault.

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PS: Group number: 511918756 Password: touched.

This is the old group for the previous book. It should... be able to accommodate everyone. I remember that without adding members, one group can accommodate a thousand people?

Chapter 96: The Master Was Forcefully Kissed

Vauxhall Bridge over the Thames.

This is a bridge built during the Second Industrial Revolution in the UK in the 1906th century. It was proposed by the Prince of Wales in and was the first bridge in London, the capital of the UK at that time, that could accommodate trams.

It connects Vauxhall in the south and Pimlico in the north, echoing the MI6 headquarters building in the distance.

To be honest, it was more than a hundred years ago that Qin Wuque last set foot on this bridge.

At that time, Britain was at the peak of the Industrial Revolution. The streets were filled with horse-drawn carriages carrying British gentlemen, and what was floating in the sky was not white clouds, but thick black smoke emitted from towering chimneys.

Yes, I'm talking about Assassin's Creed: Syndicate.

"It's outrageous. Why is there this inexplicable feeling of homecoming..."

Qin Wuque muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear. He habitually raised his hand to touch his cheek, but the weathered touch made him immediately realize that he was touching in vain.

I took out my cell phone and checked the time. It was 9:37 AM.

This action actually has no substantive significance, just like many people are accustomed to opening their mobile phones to check messages when they are on the bus, and they will do so even if there is no message alert sound.

It has nothing to do with whether I received the message or not, I just wanted to open it and take a look.

After turning off the screen, a slightly weathered middle-aged man's face appeared in the reflection on the screen.

His resolute facial features vaguely reveal his handsomeness in his youth. His thick stubble has been trimmed to fit his chin line perfectly. His slightly messy black short hair is slightly pressed down by his newsboy cap to cover his left eye, adding a bit of mystery to him.

As for his dressing style, it is far from MI6. Rather than being a professional intelligence officer, he is more like a private detective.

Akai Mutake, currently 53 years old, disappeared 17 years ago. His age at the time of his disappearance was 53 minus 17 years.

Married, has a wife named Akai Mary, and two sons.

The eldest son is an FBI investigator named Akai Hideichi. The second son was originally named Akai Hideyoshi. He was adopted by the Haneda family and renamed Haneda Hideyoshi. He is a terrible shogi player.

Well, that's basically it.

Qin Wuque went over all the information that Sister Bei had told him in his mind again, nodded with satisfaction, then put away his phone and began to pace on the Vauxhall Bridge with his hands in his pockets, as if he was just a tourist who came here to travel.

The short hair at the temples covered the miniature walkie-talkie in his ear, allowing Qin Wuque to keep in touch with Sister Bei.

"Sister Bei, Sister Bei, can you see me? How is it? Does it feel weird the way I look now? Are we similar enough?" He called out in a low voice with his lips slightly moving.

At the same time, in a private car with black windows at the end of the bridge a few dozen meters away from the center of Vauxhall Bridge, Vermouth, holding a telescope, was leaning sideways to watch all the movements on the bridge. When she heard someone's voice coming from the headphones, she sighed helplessly.

"It looks okay now, but you have to be careful. Don't show too much surprise when you meet your target, and don't speak in a rigid tone because of nervousness. According to the intelligence, the people of the Akai family all speak in a relatively..."

"Slutty?" Qin Wuque immediately responded.

"Well... you can say that." Vermouth hesitated for a moment, and found that she couldn't seem to find a better way to put it.

"How sexy is it?" Qin Wuque asked curiously.

“You have to control this yourself. After all, I haven’t really talked to the people from the Akai family.” Vermouth paused, then said, “Anyway, you just need to hold back a little…”

"Is it okay to hold back a bit?" Qin Wuque retreated tactically in his mind.

However, just as he was about to say something to relieve his boredom, he heard Sister Bei's voice suddenly become sharp on the radio.

"Attention, the target appears right behind you!"

"what?"

Although the bridge deck seemed almost flat at first glance, it was still an arch bridge after all, and there was definitely some slight curvature. In addition, Vermouth's observation point was at the far end of the bridge, so when she gave a reminder, Akai Mary had already come very close to Qin Wuque.

Qin Wuque subconsciously turned his head and looked back, only to see a blonde woman in an English-style coat walking slowly towards him. She had a brown round hat on her head and a pair of rose-colored sunglasses on her beautiful and charming face. The corners of her eyes had dark lines that were basically the same as Akai Shuichi's. The distance between the two was no more than seven or eight meters.

And... this sister's breasts seem a little big!

But how should I start? Should I just rush up to her and give her a tight hug and then a kiss on the cheek?

Just as Qin Wuque was struggling over whether to speak or slow down, Akai Mary, who was approaching, said, "Wuwu, you're too slow."

"I……"

Qin Wuque opened his mouth and was about to say something lewd in response, but suddenly he heard Sister Bei speak hurriedly in the earphone.

"Just make up any excuse. Tell her it's been so long that you can't remember where to meet."

This reason... is it possible? It feels so far-fetched...

Qin Wuque was a little skeptical, but he still followed suit and said, "Sorry, Mary, it's been so long that I can't remember the meeting place..."

"That's it..."

Akai Mary didn't seem to want to discuss this issue any further, and asked, "Regarding the case of Haneda Hiroshi, do you know who the murderer is now?"

Hiroshi Haneda?

Who the hell is this?

That's not right. Is there something wrong with this sister? When she saw her husband whom she hadn't seen for more than ten years, she didn't even ask him how he had been doing over the past decade. Why did she start talking about the case right away?

Just when Qin Wuque's face was full of question marks, Sister Bei's voice came again: "This case is something that Rum messed up. You don't need to explain to her. Just say that nothing was found out."

Well~ If you don't know the first time you ask a question, then just pretend to be dead if you ask another question. This is a good idea.

"Not yet. So far, I only know that the crime was committed by a huge organization. I have been targeted by that organization now. It is very difficult to save my life." Qin Wuque felt that he was getting into the better situation.

"Then...then why haven't you contacted me in the past ten years!" Akai Mary said excitedly.

hehe~

"Regarding this issue, I think you and I both understand that there are too many interests involved. It will not be good for either of us if we are in contact." Qin Wuque simply started to answer the question directly. The crisp sound of his fingers highlighted his casualness, as if he had really turned into Akai Mumu.

"By the way, compared to these, what about our two sons?"

Qin Wuque looked serious on the surface, but he was already rubbing his hands in his heart.

He had already made plans. If Shuichi Akai showed up, he would just go up and chop off his head with one blow, and then turn around and slowly deal with Mari Akai.

However, unexpectedly, Akai Mary said slowly: "My sons are not here, I came with my daughter."

"……what?"

Qin Wuque was dumbfounded.

daughter?

What daughter?

This... Sister Bei never said she had a daughter. This topic is beyond the scope, big sister!

Vermouth was obviously unaware that the Akai family had another daughter, and she fell silent for a moment.

If Qin Wuque was in a normal state, he might have rationally waited for "instructions" from Sister Bei. However, due to excessive shock, he... stumbled over his words on the spot.

"Daughter? What daughter?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Qin Wuque and Vermouth both cried out that something was wrong and they were about to be exposed.

But at this moment, Akai Mary on the opposite side seemed to have suddenly collapsed the emotions that had been suppressed for many years, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

She rushed up regardless of everything, hugged Qin Wuque tightly, and kissed him hard.