Gin likes me?

He hadn't fired a gun for more than three months, and this made Uozuka Saburo feel itchy.

Moreover, he couldn't leave the organization's base immediately, otherwise, what would he do if someone couldn't find him?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bullets fired from the muzzle one after another, accurately hitting the half-body target 30 meters away.

Looking at his third shooting result of ten shots, Uozuka Saburo nodded with satisfaction.

Although he was not very satisfied with the results of the first two rounds of shooting due to his unfamiliarity with the technique, Uozuka Saburo quickly regained his feel for the subject and brought his shooting results back to the level when he was not injured.

Of course, the target is now unreachable. The results of shooting while moving and shooting by feeling without aiming still need to wait for Uozuka Saburo to regain his feel.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

After removing the noise-isolating earmuffs, clear applause sounds were heard beside Uozuka Saburo.

He turned his head without any surprise. Uozuka Saburo, who had already noticed the visitor, stared at the other person's face, which was not unfamiliar to him and he had already remembered it from the information given by Kimura Ying, and smiled faintly.

"Vodka, you haven't fired a gun for three months. You've recovered your skills so quickly. You're worthy of being called the organization's strongest killer in Japan."

"It's not bad. I haven't embarrassed myself from my training since I was a kid."

He casually placed the pistol with the safety off on the gun rack, twisted his neck and stretched his body.

"I heard that you have been in Europe before. How is it? Are you adapting to working in Japan, Ireland?"

"I feel like I've adapted quite well, but I'm definitely not as good as you, Vodka. So, I heard you were at the base, so I hurried over to learn from you."

"Haha, no problem, no problem. Well, let's go to the organization's lounge area and chat slowly?"

"Okay, it's my treat today, so don't be polite."

606: To organize a better tomorrow

"You mean, Ireland took the initiative to find you today?"

Pushing his glasses, Kimura Taka, who had just got off work and had made an appointment to have a drink with Uozuka Saburo, sat in the passenger seat of the car and looked at Uozuka Saburo with some confusion.

"What connection do you have with him? He can't be here to pay homage to you, right? According to my information, Ireland is also a very proud cadre who is very confident in his own abilities. He shouldn't do such a shameful thing."

"I agree with this. Even though he has been very polite to me today, I can sense the hostility hidden in him."

Nodding with a smile, holding the steering wheel with one hand, Uozuka Saburo recalled the conversation with Ireland in the rest area of ​​the organization's base this afternoon.

"It's a bit too much to say that it's hostility. Warlike intent might be more appropriate."

"It seems that even though he knows your record with Vodka, he's still not convinced and wants to give it a try with you."

With a grin, Kimura Ying also understood Ireland's thoughts.

"I think if you weren't still recovering from your injury, he would have challenged you directly. From what I've read, Ireland is very proud of his fighting ability."

"It can be seen that his body has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, and the way he walks also shows that his fighting skills are definitely not bad."

He nodded in agreement, even though he had never done any real evaluation, nor challenged the so-called celebrities from fighting families in the Neon region.

But in the 'base' in Hawaii, according to the evaluation of many martial arts experts around the world, Saburo Uozuka is definitely at the top level in the fighting world on this planet.

There is no fixed routine. It is completely based on his own abnormal physical abilities. Every move is the most deadly and direct attack.

If the strategy was simply to defeat the opponent with force, there might be a chance of breaking through, but unfortunately, Uozuka Saburo's fighting skills were not bad at all.

"What if I compare myself to you?"

"That depends on my mood~"

"Okay, I said some nonsense. I don't think many people can fight with a pervert like you."

He curled his lips. Although at the request of Uozuka Saburo, Kimura Taka, who had been idle for many years, picked up physical exercise again, Kimura Taka himself still didn't like to move very much.

But even though he didn't like to move, as a man, how could Kimura Taka not envy Uozuka Saburo's muscles that were cast like steel? Especially every time Uozuka Saburo finished his physical training and started to do simple fighting warm-up on the sandbag, Kimura Taka stared at Uozuka Saburo intently.

In fact, Uozuka Saburo had some objections to this, but he didn't know what to say.

This is just the work that Kimura Taka is doing alone. You have to know that at the beginning, Uozuka Saburo felt that it was meaningless to exercise at home, and he enthusiastically applied for a membership card of a very good gym in the city. When he was exercising, he was surrounded by people inside and outside.

Well, they are all men.

Sure enough, the saying that excessive fitness can attract people of the same sex does make sense.

It would make Saburo Uozuka happy to see two men looking at his muscles with envy and saying words of praise and compliments.

What if everyone around you is watching your every move during exercise with glowing eyes?

Unable to bear it, at least Uozuka Saburo definitely couldn't bear it.

Over time, Saburo Uozuka gave up working out in the gym outside and focused more on professional training in his own home training room.

"So, what does Ireland want from you after all?"

He took off his glasses and put them in the box. In daily life, Kimura Ying, who didn't like wearing glasses, pinched his eyebrows to soothe his eyes which were a little sore after a day of work.

"He asked me something about the gate."

"Well, he found Da Men so quickly. I underestimated him. He just applied for the information about Da Men yesterday."

His eyes lit up slightly, and Kimura Takashi was a little surprised by Ireland's work efficiency.

"His work efficiency is good, but I think it would be more appropriate to say that he was just using the incident with the gate as an opportunity to talk to me rather than finding something wrong."

Shaking his head, Uozuka Saburo, who had personally communicated with Ireland, obviously had a different opinion.

During the conversation this afternoon, although Ireland also asked Uozuka Saburo a lot of questions about Daimon Miyuki, in Uozuka Saburo's opinion, none of those questions could be used as valid evidence to prove that Daimon Miyuki's identity was problematic.

Rather, Uozuka Saburo felt that the questions Ireland asked did not touch upon the dangerous issues at all.

"But the gate is still okay, but Kiel is in danger. In today's conversation, many of the records of the organization's actions mentioned by Ireland were directly or indirectly involved by Kiel. Now Ireland may not have intervened in the detailed investigation due to the number of people involved, but if he reacts, Kiel will definitely be noticed."

With his fingers pointing at the steering wheel, Saburo Uozuka, who knew more of the background, knew that Kil was in danger of being suspected when he heard Ireland talk about those events today.

"Will it be exposed?"

"I probably won't be exposed, but I will definitely be suspected. For the organization and Rum, the possibility of being suspected is almost the same as being a 'traitor'."

Grinning, Uozuka Saburo knew Rum's methods too well.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!

Anyone who is considered suspicious will be kept under strict surveillance by Rum, who will even spare no effort in testing them through various plans.

Such a plan was definitely not something that Kiel, a newcomer who had only been undercover in the organization for a few years, could handle.

Even though, behind her stood the veteran undercover agent, Daimon Yuxing.

"It seems that we have to act faster. Let me see how to make it clear that Kiel is not a suspect."

Nodding in understanding, Kimura Taka, who had already discussed with Uozuka Saburo how to intervene in this operation, understood what he needed to do.

They need undercover agents to remain in the organization, especially those whose identities they already know.

"Well, we can proceed now, but be careful to take care of the tail and not leave any traces."

"Don't worry about that. I am in charge of the entire internal network of the Tokyo organization. It is very easy to change something."

He gave a thumbs up easily, and this is the confidence that Kimura Takashi has in his words!

When the top leader has stopped taking care of many things due to his age, as the nominal second-in-command and the actual controller of the intelligence department of the Neon Organization, Kimura Taka has a lot of room for manipulation.

The only pity is that because of Rum's suspicious character, even though I am an 'old member' he trusts very much, he still set up another deputy minister and rotated the responsibility with me.

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"As for the level of the other deputy minister, he can only make reports. I can fool him by making up something. It's very simple."

Expressing his disdain for his colleague very directly, Kimura Taka blinked and suddenly thought of the unusual meaning in Uozuka Saburo's previous words.

"Oh, by the way, you said before that the gate was just an excuse for Ireland to contact you, so what exactly did he want to contact you for?"

"To be precise, it's not him who wants to find me, but the people behind him who want to find me. And this is what I want to ask you."

Tilting his head slightly, Uozuka Saburo looked at Kimura Taka who was lazily sitting in the passenger seat, and was too lazy to say anything.

"The man behind Ireland, Pisk?"

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Kimura Ying, who was no stranger to the factions in Ireland, did not hesitate, half turned around and took his laptop from the back seat.

"Let me see. As for Pisk, it seems that he has no tasks recently. No, I should say that Pisk has not been assigned any tasks in the past few years. Rum basically threw him into the car manufacturing business and asked him to help generate income for the organization."

"Yes, that's right. Pisk hasn't had any missions assigned by the organization recently."

Quickly using his laptop to access the organization's internal network, Kimura Ying quickly flipped through the report about Pisk.

"Don't look at the mission. It's better to help me find out what's going on with Pisk Company recently and whether he has made an appointment to meet with anyone. It would be best if it's someone who already has a business relationship with the organization."

"Oh, you mean... I know."

With a flash of his eyes, he understood what Uozuka Saburo meant, and Kimura Taka quickly changed the subject of his investigation.

His fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, and without disappointing Uozuka Saburo, Kimura Taka soon got the information he wanted.

"It's done. You guessed it right. Pisker has indeed been quite active in the business world recently. He has used the organization's companies to conduct many business operations, and many of his trading partners are the original trading partners of the organization."

With a strange smile, he turned the notebook towards Uozuka Saburo, but after realizing that Uozuka Saburo was driving and it was inconvenient for him to read, Kimura Taka gave up this somewhat dangerous move.

"Let me see. Hmm, if we count from the time when Pisk started to be active, it was right after you were attacked and fell unconscious. Rum was busy dealing with the aftermath of the attack on the JSDF. It was a good time."

"I have already sent his internal profit report of the organization to your email. As for their company's public reimbursement report, it is also included. I don't understand this part. You'd better go back and ask Miss Suzuki to take a look. She should be able to find some problems."

Slowly closing the laptop, Kimura Taka looked at Uozuka Saburo with strange eyes.

"What do you mean, are you going to go along with the flow or do something tough?"

"I don't need to do anything. I'm not the one who's in a hurry anyway."

Shrugging innocently, Uozuka Saburo was not impressed by Kimura Taka's teasing.

"If Pisco is not so old and blind, he would know that if he wants to take me with him, he is courting death. I am even more curious about how he has the courage to come to me after doing this and not think of making amends."

"I don't know. Maybe after he was in charge of the organization's important funding projects, he saw too much money, so he couldn't control himself. Anyway, embezzlement is common everywhere, let alone our organization."

Spreading his hands, Kimura Ying had long been accustomed to this kind of commonplace thing in the organization.

The only difference this time is that the offender might be Pisker, the oldest member of the organization, and he also has the stupid idea of ​​trying to drag Uozuka Saburo into the water.

"So are you going to talk to Rum?"

"Don't worry. Pisco and I are going to have dinner the day after tomorrow. I'll see what to do after dinner."

"Oh, do we need to contact Maori and Kasa Ai and ask them to prepare with their guns?"

"Oh, I'll lend that old fellow Pisk two courages, I want to see if he dares to fight me."

He sneered without hesitation. As for Pisk, Saburo Uozuka had never really looked up to him.

Ever since he and Kurosawa Hotaru walked out of the training camp and started studying and living in the Pisco Building, this old man who focused on managing relationships made Uozuka Saburo and Kurosawa Hotaru very disgusted.

"Okay then. I'll keep an eye on the gate and Ireland. You can handle Pisk's affairs yourself."

After thinking over the plan that had been put on his agenda in his mind, Kimura Takashi couldn't help but sigh. He had just rested for a short time, and with Uozuka Saburo recovering, he had to start getting busy again.

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"Hahaha, we haven't seen each other for a long time since you got busy, Vodka."

In a private room of a high-end restaurant, Piske, who had been sitting there waiting, stood up enthusiastically when he saw Uozuka Saburo, who was wearing sunglasses, push the door and walk in.

"It's been a while, Pisk."

He smiled and nodded, and Uozuka Saburo also greeted him with a smile, but did not take off the sunglasses on his nose.

Even though Piske is one of the few people in the organization who knows the true face of Uozuka Saburo.

"It seems that you have recovered well. When I heard that you were framed by an undercover agent and were seriously injured and hospitalized, I was also shocked. Those damn undercover agents, Rum should have cleared them all out."

Pulling Uozuka Saburo to sit down, Piske naturally began to express his concern for Uozuka Saburo, and angrily criticized Akai Hidei who had already fled the organization.

"It really should be cleaned up. Isn't that what Ireland is doing now? When I recover, I will also work harder to make the organization cleaner."

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Uozuka Saburo stared at Pisk and spoke in a flat tone.

"To prevent someone from doing something harmful to the organization, don't you think so, Pisk?"

"Ahahaha, yes, that's exactly right. It really hurts for us, the loyal followers of the organization, to see those bastards destroying the organization. Come, let's have a drink for a better tomorrow for the organization."

"Okay, have a drink."