When Izawa Jun returned to the Yebisu Hotel, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

He yawned and pushed the door open and walked straight to the front desk. Today, the person in charge of the night watch was a middle-aged man with a missing left hand. Seeing that he had finally returned, he picked up a wooden door card that had been prepared and gave it to him: "You have worked hard, Izawa-kun."

Yi Zejun took the key card from Hazukima on the second floor: "I'll go up and visit Mr., just send the dinner to Kisaragi."

"Aren't you changing rooms?" The middle-aged man asked strangely.

"No, anyway, I have to leave tomorrow morning, there is no need to open a new one." Yi Zerun yawned again, "By the way, I will deliver a breakfast to the lady in the basement tomorrow morning, I am leaving soon, I should Eat better."

"OK."

The middle-aged man nodded and watched Yi Zerun leave.

…

On the second floor, Ye Yuejian, Yi Zerun swiped the wooden door card to open the door, and as soon as he entered, he saw the pair of "Savior of the World".

This painting was bought by the leader of the previous generation at a New York auction at a sky-high price of 51.6 billion yen. This most expensive work of art in history came from Leonardo da Vinci, known as "the most perfect representative of the Renaissance". hand.

Yi Zerun stood there and looked at this sky-high oil painting quietly. He could understand that rich people spend a lot of money to buy these expensive works of art, just feel...

"Every time you come to this room, the first thing you look at is this painting."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jerez Brandy from the Black Organization bowed his head. Spiatus was wearing a black bathrobe and sitting at a low table drinking tea. A small and cute Scottish fold cat lay on his left arm, and a pale wrist was exposed from his right hand resting on the table.

Izerun closed the door, walked up to Spiatus and sat down naturally: "Because it's ironic."

"—He did such a thing, created countless tragedies, but bought a painting called "Salvator Mundi."

The only person in the world who is worthy of this title is the gentleman in front of him... Knowing that the current boss of the organization is too lazy to listen to praise, Izerun lowered his eyes and silently completed the words in his heart.

There were only the two of them in the room, and it was impossible for Izerun to ask Spiatus to serve him. He offered to pour himself a cup of tea, and glanced at the yokan on the table.

Spiatus caught his eyes and handed the plate of yokan to him.

"Say it directly when you're hungry." Spiatus said helplessly.

Yi Zerun happily picked up the fork. He is not gin. For his own image, that guy would rather starve to death and report the mission situation first. In fact, it is meaningless to suffer so much. The boss doesn't care about such trivial matters at all. Generous.

During the busy triple undercover and police mission, Yi Zejun, who suddenly received an organizational mission, finished his yokan in a few mouthfuls and drank a cup of tea to relieve his hunger for a while, and then began to explain the progress of the mission.

"I have dealt with the policeman who tried to shoot Angustra."

Yi Zerun took the tissue from Spiatus and wiped his mouth gracefully. It was because of this man's sudden death that he and other police officers were examined together, and he came back so late.

Although he was proficient in silently killing his targets in the police station and surrounded by the police without arousing suspicion, he still felt tired.

He sighed: "Boss, let Angostranu work hard to continue recruiting people, I really want to run away..."

Spiatus stroked the cat: "Last night, you saw that man's murderous intentions. Not only did he not deal with him secretly, but he deliberately invited him to go to the scenic spots and restaurants that Angostella was going to... Today's The task is entirely your own to watch the fun."

His voice was very gentle, but Yi Zerun trembled when he heard it.

"I didn't just watch the fun, I took some protective measures..." He couldn't help but argue.

At the ceremony last night, he saw that Nakamichi Kazushi had murderous intentions towards Angostella. He went to the theater after watching the show. He couldn't really let Angostella, the boss, care about and Shunyi's favorite child, have an accident. Chance snatched the pistol from him, quietly damaged the suppressor on it, and put it back the same way.

In this way, when the gunshot rang out, Angostella could be reminded to dodge, and two undercover agents with good fighting skills beside him could protect him.

Yi Zerun is quite confident in his ability to organize undercover agents.

"I know." Spiatus smiled at him, "Today's task is really hard for you, Jerez."

Seeing this smile, Yi Zerun's depressed mood immediately improved a lot.

He coughed lightly to cover up the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Sir, I will bring a grievance tomorrow morning... The new companion in the basement returns to Mihua Town, teaches her some rules and basic training, and strives to send her to the immigration team as soon as possible."

"A member who goes undercover to other forces for the organization is eligible to obtain a code name in advance, can she..."

It is not so easy to get a wine name and code name. It can be as short as half a year, or as long as more than ten years. It can be done by force, by IQ, or by luck and good parents, or by showing loyalty and more dedication.

The undercover agent is a typical example of [paying more].

Take Yi Zejun as an example. Gin, who is one year older than him, got the code name in the same year he became the boss, and he was only a low-level member until he graduated from high school at the age of eighteen.

When it comes to fighting, Qin Jiu's skill is not as good as that of him who has undergone human experiments, but his dedication is far inferior to Qin Jiu's - he attends classes during the day, and only does organizational tasks at night. He is satisfied with his basic salary, and has no prestige in the organization... He is so lazy that even Belmode, who has a relationship with him in the same laboratory and would favor him and take care of him, can't stand it.

But it was like this, when he received the undercover mission, he immediately got his own wine name code: Jerez Brandy.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Spiatus looked at the mobile phone on the table: "I've already thought about the code names of Angostella's subordinates..."

——

Jing Baiye lay under the quilt, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Obviously he has seen and created many **** scenes, as long as he closes his eyes, he will still think of the eyeball floating in the bottle.

…

No one thought that there would be an eye in the box.

When he saw the contents of the bottle clearly, not only Boundary Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, but even Zhu Xingda, who was usually the calmest, widened his eyes.

I don't know how long this left eye has been soaked in there, it floats up and down in the liquid, it seems to be moving flexibly in the eye socket of its owner—suddenly, it meets Jing Baiye's right eye.

"!"

Jing Baiye's heart skipped a beat, and his heart was filled with hatred and disgust gushing out like a tide, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Scotland's response turned out to be the fastest.

He snatched the bottle, put it in the drawer and pushed it back forcefully, and asked with a gloomy expression, "That guy upstairs...Why did Spiatus give you this kind of thing?"

Jing Baiye felt that Scotland seemed to hate Spiatus very much. He, who has always been gentle, would show such an expression and tone, pressing his fingers firmly on the edge of the box, as if he would smash the thing out forcefully at any time.

"...No, he didn't mean anything malicious, it's just a relic of his first love."

Jing Baiye frowned, no matter how weird the eyes were, he had to correct Scotland's attitude.

Spiatus himself might not care about it, but it would be very dangerous if some die-hard bosses who had grayed their hair for the organization heard about it.

When Scotland heard this, his expression became even uglier.

"The wound on this eye was not taken out by surgery after death, but was forcibly dug out during his lifetime..." Zhu Xing's eyesight was very good, and after only a few seconds of observation, he made a judgment, "The method is very good. The quantity is also cruel."

Toru Amuro glanced at him: "Mr. Zhuhoshi, you know a lot. Could it be that you have rich experience in this field?"

"I don't mind using your eyes to accumulate experience in this area." Zhu Xingda responded coldly, "I'd be happy to do that."

Jing Baiye was originally recalling the state of the eyeballs, the whites of the eyes were clean, without the cloudiness caused by eye diseases of middle-aged and elderly people, just judged that Dunzi must have been very young when he died... Then he heard the two of them arguing about something irrelevant, This time it even advanced to a personal attack.

He was about to turn around and scold them, but Zhu Xing turned his head aside, and Amuro looked at him with pitiful eyes.

"..."

Looking at that blond hair and those docile drooping eyes, Jing Baiye felt his heart twitch inexplicably, and he quickly turned his head aside.

This farce caused by eyeballs came to an end.

…

After the memory was over, Jing Baiye continued to look at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Scotland offered to keep this dangerous thing for him, but he refused on the spot. It may be that he was in a bad mood and indifferent tone at the time, and he forcefully withdrew the lock box from Scotland. At that time, Scotland was obviously taken aback, and then quietly lowered his hand.

Jing Baiye sighed softly, he should not have been affected by other emotions, and accidentally vented his anger to Scotland...

But it's very strange, except for the time when the villa was destroyed, he can control his emotions and not blame others when he is angry. How could he be impulsive today? Was it disturbed by some strange force?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Scotland quietly. The temporary guardian had closed his eyes and fell asleep. It seemed that he would have to wait until tomorrow to apologize to him.

Jing Baiye took out the phone from under the pillow, and quietly huddled under the quilt, unlocked the phone screen and opened the mailbox.

Before going to bed, he turned his phone to silent mode, and there was an unsigned email sent more than ten minutes ago.

【Tomorrow your female subordinate will go back with Jerez. 】

[When she passes the training, you choose one of cognac, armagnac and mac brandy to give her a contemporary name, and the other two to the undercover men you find later. Tell me and Jerez when you're done. 】

Jing Baiye looked at the string of brandy, and then contacted Jerez brandy, this...

[Why is it all brandy? —angostura】

[Convenient statistics. Except for Calvados, who was given by the former leader, all the members I gave Brandy the code name are all undercover agents sent by the organization. 】

Jing Baiye looked at the email and couldn't help sending a question.

[If someone knows your habit, it is very dangerous for these undercover agents. —angostura】

[Aside from me, only you and Jerez know about it. The joint between Jerez and Friedman in the past is gin, and the joint for the next three brandies is you, and you are responsible for their safety. 】

[Remember, half of the life of an undercover agent is on the shoulders of the contact person. 】

Jing Baiye was silent for a moment. He learned from Belmode how Gin Jiu had been an undercover connector for these years.

No matter how suspicious he is at ordinary times, in order to prevent more people from the organization from seeing Jerez or Friedman who had not yet evacuated at that time, Gin always went to the meeting place alone to meet and exchange information with them. Not to mention letting other people test or watch from the side, he doesn't even bring vodka.

The best gift for an undercover agent is not a high salary, but a reliable connector who will truly care about their safety.

[I will do my best to protect them. —angostura】

Jing Baiye typed this sentence firmly.

Except for Spiatus and him, plus Jerez who needs to hand over the work, no matter who the others are, even Belmode and the others, he will not reveal the real identity and name of the undercover agent.

Half of the life of the undercover agent is on the shoulders of the connectors, and he has to be responsible for them.

After Jing Baiye finished sending the email, he locked the phone and put it back under the pillow again. When he got out of the quilt, he suddenly felt a gaze falling on him—he turned his head to look, and met Scotland's gaze.

"..."

"..."

Jing Baiye has an inexplicable guilty conscience. Before going to bed these few days, Scotland told him every day to lie under the quilt and play with his mobile phone without turning on the light, which is not good for his eyes...

Scotland looked at him quietly, and spoke first: "Why aren't you asleep?"

His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of waking up Toru Amuro and Zhu Hoshida.

Jing Baiye replied in a similar voice: "I can't sleep for the time being, I'm going back tomorrow."

"Reluctant?" Scotland moved closer to him.

"Not to mention, we can come again at any time..."

As Jing Baiye talked, he fell silent.

It's just that the next time you come, it may not be these people, there may be more people, or there may be... fewer people.

After all, no one knows what will happen tomorrow and in the future.

"Green River..."

Jingbai raised his body in the middle of the night and leaned over. Most of the people, including the quilt, pressed onto Scotland's bed together, and poked him with his fingers: "I was in a bad mood just now~ lightnovelpub.net~ I blamed you...I want to express my anger to you... You apologize, and I won't do it next time."

Scotland seemed taken aback for a moment.

"...I won't be angry with you for this." He stretched out his hand, covered Jing Baiye's quilt up, and asked, "What were you looking at under the quilt just now?"

Jing Baiye could not tell him the true content of the email.

Liking, trust, and responsibility are to be distinguished, and responsibility is the most important of them all.

"Bermode is coming to Japan soon, she wants to see you, and then the three of us will go to the concert together, you have to prepare a suit."

So he said another thing, anyway, sooner or later he had to tell Scotland, this is not a lie, so Jing Baiye's tone was very natural.

"I haven't bought you a gift to celebrate your code name yet, I want to give you a better car... What do you like?"

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