Boston at night.

A week is enough for most people to put a case that has nothing to do with them behind them and move on with their lives.

Although Jing Baiye was the real promoter of this case, like them, he only asked about the internal situation of the FBI when the case first happened, and then threw the matter aside—not even Ley asked much, gift Just delivered.

Now, he is facing another trouble.

Tomorrow he is leaving America, and tonight he will have dinner with Spiatus. The more advanced the restaurant, the more requirements, such as that restaurant, you need to wear formal clothes to enter.

Men's formal attire is a suit, no more than women's various dresses. Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, he dug out the only suit that was stored in the system backpack.

A gray jacket is paired with trousers of the same color, with a white shirt underneath and a gray tie. The tie clip is buckled in the center of the tie with a tiny crow on it.

These were bought for Belmod when he was shopping with Chikage Kuroba last year. He has only grown 2 centimeters taller in the past six months, and he can still wear them.

Jing Baiye quickly changed his clothes, fastened his tie, looked in the mirror, and asked the system for his opinion. After confirming that he looked good, he walked to the bedside.

Amuro lay quietly on it, he bent down and stroked the blond hair gently.

The room was dim, and the beautiful, dazzling blonde hair that shimmered in the sun looked dull here.

This week, Bai Ye was busy with the Syndora Group, and he was almost outside during the day. Every time he went out, he would carry Amuro in the system backpack with him. In case there is an enemy attacking the hotel, he will be injured in a coma.

Jing Baiye looked at Anshitou's calm face, and was about to pull the quilt and move him out. Just then, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

[I'll be there soon. Don't bring anyone else, come by yourself. ——Spirytus]

Jing Baiye was stunned for a moment.

However, before he could reply, Spiatus sent a second email:

[You can only come here alone. ——Spirytus]

"..."

Spiatus rarely spoke to him in such a commanding tone. Jing Baiye was facing the email, frowning slightly and thinking deeply.

The system reminded him in a low voice: [Host...]

Jing Baiye regained his senses, glanced at the system floating around him, then looked at the time displayed on the top of the phone, hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand temporarily.

Just as he has always respected the privacy of others, he will clean up other people's information when he is on a mission. Once his personal emotions/concepts conflict with the task, he will give priority to the task and the boss's order.

"I'm sorry, Amuro, I can't take you to see Spiatus..."

"I'm not leaving you... Please believe me, I really won't leave you."

Jing Baiye lowered his head, the whole person was incoherent, and kept repeating words with similar meanings.

He has always believed that before asking others to keep their promises, they should fulfill their own promises. But now, the boss's orders are in conflict with it, and he is very embarrassed.

Jing Baiye held Amuro Toru's hand full of guilt, and carefully raised his hopes.

"I'll be back soon, Amuro. I hope you'll be willing to wait for me..."

He let him hold that hand tightly, and there was no response from the beginning to the end.

……

6 pm, restaurant.

This is not far from the hotel, and Jing Baiye walked over in a suit on foot.

As soon as his front foot arrived, a Rolls-Royce Silver Wraith stopped by the side of the road on the back. Ireland, who was in charge of driving, noticed Jing Baiye and nodded slightly to greet him. After Spiatus got out of the back seat, he drove away.

Jing Baiye watched Ireland leave, and after Spiatus walked over, he whispered, "BOSS."

"Go in. It's a reservation. We'll be served when we're seated, and we'll be finished soon."

Spiatus spoke softly, he seemed to see Jing Baiye's absent-mindedness.

The two entered the restaurant together, and the waiter at the door recognized Spiatus and immediately led them to the second floor. The seat that Spiatus had reserved was by the window, and only their table was occupied on the entire second floor.

Jing Baiye was wondering why it was so empty, and Spiatus explained, "This is your farewell feast. I don't want outsiders to disturb me, so I packed the entire second floor."

"...It's not really necessary."

Jingbaiye was helpless. They don't talk too much about organization, and since the seats are so far apart, there's no point in wasting the money.

Spiatus smiled when the waiter came over with a cart and started serving them.

When it came time to drink, the waiter opened a bottle of red wine that was expensive at first sight, and filled Spiatus' glass half full; when he saw Jingbaiye, he was slightly startled and looked at Spyatus. Piatus seeks advice.

"You don't need to pour me wine, I'll just drink the soup." Jing Baiye said.

"You don't need to pour him a drink, he's underage." Spiatus spoke almost at the same time as him. After he finished speaking, he added, "You can go."

The waiter put down the wine, bowed slightly to them, and then turned to leave.

The food here tastes good and is totally worth its price. The two began to eat, Spiatus cut the foie gras slowly and gracefully, and Jing Baiye lowered his head and took a mouthful of pudding, thinking of the people waiting for him in the room.

"Bai Ye, you did a good job with the Sindora Group this time."

The two of them didn't have the habit of not eating, and no one forced them to eat etiquette, so Spiatus spoke directly.

Jing Baiye looked up at him and found that there was nothing unusual about his expression.

As the boss of the organization, he doesn't seem to take the mission of the organization and the loyalty of the members of the organization to heart. As long as the tasks and task deadlines are given, he will not ask more about how the people below will complete them.

Just like the Syndora Group this time, he said he could take action against them, but after Jing Baiye really took the IT giant into his pocket, he no longer cared about anything, only told him to take care of the Syndora Group, the group All the proceeds belong to him and do not need to be turned over to the organization.

"And the FBI... 44 were chosen because of your lucky number?"

Jing Baiye never told Spiatus that the FBI case had something to do with him~lightnovelpub.net~ but he was not surprised at all that he knew this.

He has always given him the feeling that he is omnipotent and omnipotent. He knew almost everything, only the difference between what he said and what he didn't say.

"No." Jing Baiye denied.

The FBI case was both a gift and a revenge.

Jing Baiye came out of the game cabin that day and saw Amuro Toru lying on the ground, and immediately called up the surveillance.

He saw what happened to him clearly, and he even patiently counted how many times Amuro was beaten, remembering each one in his heart—and then let the same number of FBI agents die.

Of course, those who didn't do it were just members of the operation, or other agents at FBI headquarters who knew their identities.

Those who did it by themselves were not included. They were done by Jing Baiye, and the ashes had already become the new floor in the game experience hall.

"They hurt my people, and they have to pay the price."

Jing Baiye replied calmly.

……

In a dark room.

A certain man who had been sleeping for a long time, his hand, which was carefully placed under the quilt, suddenly moved slightly.

Then, he opened his eyes.

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