Gin likes me?

Sitting back in the chair, Rum was really angry about his subordinates' poor performance.

If there had been no way to set up more training bases in recent years, how could the organization in Japan be facing such an embarrassing situation now?

"I see. What should we do with this mission after that?"

Kusola nodded in understanding. He knew that assigning the task to Cherry Brandy was just a beginning. Cherry Brandy was only the deputy minister of the Intelligence Department and was never in charge of field operations.

"As for Ireland, are they still tracking down the undercover agents in the organization?"

"Yes, according to his latest report, there seem to be some signs."

"Is that so? Then let him continue investigating. It's not appropriate to give this mission to him from Pisk."

Rum tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and without much hesitation, he thought of a name.

"Contact Vodka and ask him to come over."

"Okay, but Mr. Rum, as for Vodka, he is still in the recovery stage."

"He knows what to do. Tell him that he can mobilize all the personnel in the organization for this mission. I just want to see the results."

"I understand. I'll make it clear."

. . .

"Cognac? I've heard of this name before. He's also an old man in the organization. When he was young, he was a master in the intelligence department. When he got older, he was taken over by Rum to control the organization's business just like Pisco, right?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, he came out of his apartment and got into the car that came to pick him up, and Uozuka Saburo could only sigh that because Suzuki Ayako and Hagiwara Chisu were both busy with work last night, it was a good decision for one of them to return to the apartment to live because he felt bored in the villa.

Who could have thought that while I was recuperating, there would be such an emergency that Rum would come to me to deal with.

"Yes, it was that damn old guy. The mission was supposed to be completed easily, but problems arose with the peripheral members of the action team. I'm not complaining, but the action team of the organization should really be well planned. Can anyone really perform field work?!"

An angry voice came from the phone. Kimura Ying, who was typing quickly on the computer in the intelligence department office of the organization's base, looked at the photo of Cognac on the screen viciously.

Kimura Takashi has been very busy with work recently, and now this kind of thing has happened.

Shit! I want to curse!

Could all these old guys in the organization die as soon as possible?

"Okay, you're not going to complain. Tell me what you need me to do. Find the cognac?"

After changing the call to hands-free mode, Uozuka Saburo looked at the information sent to his mobile phone by Kimura Takashi and read it quickly.

“It doesn’t matter if he lives or dies, as long as we can get him before Cognac escapes from Neon, no, to be more precise, before he reveals the list in his hand, it will be fine!”

"I see. Kusora contacted me earlier and told me to select the personnel for this mission myself. Damen and I will be able to rush to the organization's base soon. Chianti and Cohen are here, right?"

"Yes, they just came back and were pulled out by Ireland to do a mission. Ireland is an interesting guy. He could have directly applied to Rum for something, but he found you and borrowed people from you."

"Maybe I think that the people I select as team members have good abilities and backgrounds."

He smiled and shook his head. Uozuka Saburo also found Ireland's previous actions funny.

Is it because you are worried about other people in the organization that you decided to find helpers on your side?

But Ireland, you don’t know that the person who wants to see the organization in trouble the most is me!

"Originally, he wanted to ask Da Men to help him, but I didn't agree. I was originally preparing to return to the organization, and Da Men could just help me."

"Okay, you can figure out what to do anyway. I'll be waiting for you in the organization. I'll sort out the information and come over to take a look."

It's a very familiar statement, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Daimon Miyuki has always known that Kimura Taka and Uozuka Saburo have a very close relationship.

However, when he learned that Daimon Miyuki was now driving for Uozuka Saburo, Kimura Taka chose not to say many things he wanted to say on the phone.

Although Daimon Miyuki expressed the idea of ​​surrendering, his test had just begun.

"Cognac, do you know much, Gate?"

"Not many. Although I have been in the organization for more than 10 years, I have not had much chance to interact with old members of that level."

Shaking his head, Daimon Miyuki quickly answered Uozuka Saburo's question.

After speaking out at Diaoyutai one day, Daimon Miyuki really seemed to express his sincerity and real heart. He took the initiative to find Uozuka Saburo and said he would accept all surveillance until he gained Uozuka Saburo's trust.

Moreover, during these two days, Daimon Miyuki told Uozuka Saburo almost everything he knew about the CIA, FBI, and some Japanese public security agencies that were against the organization in Japan.

If Uozuka Saburo was more ruthless, with the list and coordinates given by Daimon Miyuki, he would be able to catch all these people in just two days.

Of course, this is an ideal situation. In reality, after Rena Mizunashi entered the organization and Miyuki Daimon and the CIA became estranged, many of the CIA's operations began to be carried out behind the back of Miyuki Daimon, who was originally their most ace undercover agent.

Speaking of this, Saburo Uozuka felt that there was something wrong with the CIA people's brains.

You have decided to keep it a secret from Daimon Miyuki, so why did you choose to tell Mizunashi Rena?

You didn't really think that by emphasizing CIA discipline and saying that the matter must be kept confidential and not be known to other people, you could shut up Rena Mizunashi and prevent her from telling her father who was also an undercover agent in the organization?

My God, you know, the reason why Rena Mizunashi was determined to join the organization as an undercover agent was because she wanted to have more contact with Miyuki Daimon, combine the power of father and daughter, speed up the destruction of the organization, and let Miyuki Daimon return to normal society.

You actually think that the CIA is more important to a girl who has been covered up than her father?

Stupid, so stupid, so stupid that it takes my breath away!

How can I put it that you CIA people have just been no match for the FBI over the years? You are simply not on the same level.

"Really? Well, it seems we have to find him first."

"Actually, if that's the case, I do have some ideas."

"Ok?"

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Uozuka Saburo fixed his gaze on the Daimon beside him, obviously curious about what he would say next.

"As far as I can remember, the CIA once contacted a member of an organization, hoping to develop him into their own subordinate, but that member was a little timid. Although he wanted to get money from the CIA, he didn't dare to listen to the CIA and really get some confidential information from the organization. He only took some unimportant information to exchange for money from the CIA."

"Over time, the CIA gave up on developing him."

"And this person, from what I understand, has been working for Cognac since five years ago."

"Oh, this is really good news."

611: Commemorate the lost loyalty

"Damn you Pisk, you're not even that clean yourself, yet you dare to plot against me at this time, you bastard!"

The top floor of a 26-story business building was now filled with a scene that was completely different from the usual one where there were almost no people.

For those who work in this building, the top floor of the 26th floor has always been a curious floor.

Ever since that floor was bought out, no outsider has ever entered that floor. Even when the building's management conducts regular inspections, it takes a lot of effort to enter.

Who bought it, what it is used for, and who are the people inside it.

This information is completely unknown and mysterious. The only thing we know is that the door to the security passage leading to the 26th floor has always been closed, and there are a large number of cameras and security guards in the corridor.

It is quite outrageous to place security guards at the emergency exit.

What the people in the building didn't know was that at this moment on the 26th floor, there were not only security guards, but also groups of two men in black at every corner of the corridor, with submachine guns slung across their bodies that glowed with black light.

If Saburo Uozuka were here, he would be able to see the person sitting on the luxurious sofa in the central room of this floor which has been converted into a residence, smoking a cigar and swearing. This person is the target of his mission this time, a member of the organization whose name is Cognac.

"Boss, are we really not going to leave Neon right away?"

Standing in front of Cognac, as Cognac's staunch subordinate, Takekawaya, who had no choice but to escape with Cognac after the incident this time, looked very unhappy.

He has been a member of the organization for more than 10 years and is very familiar with the organization's style of dealing with traitors.

But he had no choice. Cognac used threats and inducements to bribe almost all the members of the organization working under him, making them all bear the crime that would result in execution if discovered by the organization, leaving them with no choice but to follow the defection.

"Nonsense! If Rum is now in the process, he must have asked the intelligence department in the organization to keep a close eye on the service desks at various airports around Tokyo. As you know, the organization has always had an infiltrating trading relationship with the airport maintenance personnel. If we choose to leave by plane now, won't we be exposed?"

Sucking on the cigar in his mouth with big puffs, after discovering that he was being followed yesterday, Cognac gave up most of his property like a hero cutting off his own arm, and fled secretly to this safe house that no one knew about, taking his trusted subordinates with him.

The only thing that can make Cognac feel relieved is that he had planned for this day to come a long time ago. Cognac invested most of the funds it had taken from the organization into industries outside of Japan. In this way, even if the organization wanted to search for him, it would not affect foreign industries.

By the time I find an opportunity to escape from Japan safely, the remaining assets will definitely be enough for me to spend lavishly for the rest of my life.

"But as long as we act quickly and get on a plane and leave before the organization sends people to hunt us down, won't it be safer once we are abroad?"

He pursed his lips. According to common sense, as a veteran in the organization, Wu Kawaya's ability would definitely not be as confused as it is now.

But when the situation of being hunted by the organization befell him, his mind was still severely disturbed.

Lying in bed last night, he didn't know when he fell into a drowsy sleep, nor did he know if he had slept for two hours. He was awakened by a scene in his dream where he was shot by an unknown member of the organization wearing black clothes.

But today, there is no turning back.

He has a deep understanding of the organization and knows that for the organization and for Rum, there is absolutely no chance for him to turn from darkness to light.

Unless you choose to report it as soon as you find something wrong, otherwise, you will be separated from the identity of a member of the organization by Rum.

"If we reveal where we're going, we've already failed! Takekawa, calm down. If you keep panicking like this, there's no need for you to stay by my side!"

His eyes were slightly narrowed, making Cognac's expression look even gloomier at the moment.

He chose to keep Wuchuanwu by his side because he had good abilities and had followed him for many years and knew his temper and many secrets.

If he continues to panic when encountering problems, Cognac will have to think carefully about whether to continue to keep this subordinate.

"Sorry, Boss. I was probably too nervous and lost my composure."

Noticing the fierceness in Cognac's eyes, Wu Kawaya, knowing that his leader definitely did not have a good temper, forced himself to calm down instantly.

Now he was at his wit's end. Apart from relying on Cognac, he couldn't think of any other way to escape Neon safely.

"But we can have such a safe house in the dark, thanks to your wise decision back then, Boss."

Taking a deep breath, knowing that he could not continue to make trouble for Cognac on the evacuation issue that was causing him headaches and annoyance, Takekawaya flattered Cognac out of habit.

"Humph, do I even need you to tell me that? I've been in the organization for so many years and have seen so many intrigues. How could I not prepare a safe and hidden retreat for myself?"

Although the timing was not appropriate, Cognac's expression looked a little better after being praised by his subordinates as a proud safe house.

This safe house located around the Metropolitan Police Department can be considered one of Cognac's masterpieces.

Having been in the organization for many years, Cognac has some understanding of Rum's patterns of action. Although the environment around the Metropolitan Police Department seems to be relatively dangerous, Cognac feels that this is the most suitable place for him.

I have always been cautious in the organization, and such a bold move behind the scenes would definitely catch Rum off guard.

"Have the patrols outside been arranged?"

His mood changed slightly. He took a sip of the cognac in the cigar and pursed his dry lips. He placed the cigar on the shelf on the coffee table, unscrewed the whiskey next to it and poured it into the glass with ice in front of him.

"Everything has been arranged. The three patrol shifts will definitely cover every corner of the safe house. There are also at least three people on standby on the roof to ensure safety."

Nodding, Wuchuanwu gave a quick response. At this moment, he still had the demeanor of a middle-level cadre in the organization.

"Well, now we can only wait for news. The safety of this safe house must be guaranteed."

Thinking of the food resources stored in the safe house, which were enough to feed the people on this floor for three months, Cognac's nervous mood was relieved a lot.

Yes, although the current situation is very difficult, as long as Rum cannot find me in the first place, I still have a chance to turn the situation around.

"I see...?"

Wuchuanwu, who was about to praise Cognac a few more times, suddenly changed his expression.

Feeling the vibration in his trouser pocket, Wuchuanwu subconsciously wanted to mute his mobile phone but stopped halfway through.

"What's wrong, Takekawa?"

The slightly narrowed eyes were obviously staring at him. Although Cognac was smiling now, Wu Kawaya dared to guarantee that as long as his next actions were not in line with his "safety line" in the slightest, the result waiting for him would be very miserable.

"I received an email on my mobile phone. It might be some irrelevant advertisements. More and more people are using mobile phones. These email advertisements are quite annoying."

With a confused expression on his face, Wu Kawaya took out his mobile phone in front of Cognac, and at the same time cursed in his heart the person who sent him an email at this time.

Wuchuanwu was also feeling very puzzled.

He didn't have many acquaintances in the organization, and there were only a handful of people who could have a say or who knew his email address. Now, all of them had followed Cognac to this safe house.

At this time, who would send me an email?

"Let's take a look, just in case it's not an advertising email."

There was a faint smile on his face and he spoke in a light-hearted manner, but Cognac's eyes clearly did not leave Takekawaya's hands.

"Gulu."

His throat moved subconsciously, and Wuchuanwu, feeling the heavy atmosphere, trembled and tried to maintain his shock. He took out his mobile phone, half-knelt down, placed it flat on the coffee table, and then opened his email under the gaze of Cognac.

"?"

Looking strangely at the email in the mailbox whose sender he didn't know at all, Wu Kawaya felt a little relieved.