Curacao stayed at the door of the dormitory.

Angostella, who had changed her clothes, walked out of the room and was still holding a mobile phone to send someone a message. He saw her standing at the door at a glance.

"Aren't you going to rest?" He asked strangely.

"No, I slept through it on the plane back to Japan."

Escorting an undercover agent to other countries requires more than two code-named members and four lower-level members, and they still take a special plane. Before boarding the plane, Curacao gave Bourbon another injection, and then he took a short rest.

Curacao, who had enough rest, was full of energy. She looked at his expression and understood the result of their conversation after she left—

Bourbon did not accept his offer.

…This is normal, spineless undercover agents are shaken when they see the organization's generous rewards. These undercover agents who are unmoved by the temptation of money must have other beliefs in their hearts.

If they really accepted it happily, Curacao would have to worry about whether they were planning to surrender and lie to Angostella again.

But she still asked a special question: "How did the talk go?"

"Bourbon is not as easy to talk to as Scotland. I just told him about the treatment here and left."

Angustra said and looked at the screen of the phone: "So is Ley, I sent him an email, but he never replied to me... I don't know if he threw away the phone or something else..."

After he finished speaking, he sighed heavily.

Curacao took his reaction to heart, and a subtle feeling welled up in his heart.

As Rum's confidant, when he went to France last year to pack up for Angostella, she naturally went with him, so she knew very well how bad Angostella was in the face of his partner's betrayal.

The members at the bottom of the organization trembled. Dai Jili would shake into a quail in the snow when he heard Angustra's code name. Rum, who was irritable, let him make troubles and bluntly said that he couldn't control it. Only Gin's attitude remained the same as before.

Compared to now...

"I'm going back to Mihua." Angostella put away her phone, as if she didn't notice her scrutiny, "Can you take me back? I didn't have a good rest last night, so I can't drive tired."

He looked at her with one eye heavily darkened.

...Is he too calm now?

Curacao was a little puzzled, but she still agreed: "Of course."

…

After greeting Apero, Angostella got into Curacao's car.

She'd also wanted to check the bulletproof glass on the car—on the grounds that escorting an undercover undercover was not as important as escorting an heir to an organization—but he stopped her, thinking there was no need to waste time.

The two fastened their seat belts, the car started quickly, and left the secret base of the organization that was once a place for human experiments.

It's sunny outside, a nice day. The base was built in the depths of the forest. The road leading to the outside world was uneven and had not been repaired for a long time. The car was bumpy when driving past.

Curacao tried his best to stabilize the car body. Angostella, who was next to him, kept looking out the window and suddenly asked, "What kind of trees are these?"

"Cherry tree."

Curacao gave the answer without looking at it.

"It was specially planted by that gentleman when he rebuilt the place."

Curacao heard from Belmode that Angostella likes to plant. In his villa garden, he has planted various flowers that will look good when they bloom. BOSS is different from him, he doesn't care so much about beauty and ugliness, and prefers flowers with a short flowering period.

Such as epiphyllum, such as short-lived chrysanthemum, and another example-cherry blossoms.

In the sphere of influence of the organization, in addition to various crow marks, many cherry blossom trees are often planted.

It is now mid-March, and many green leaves have emerged on the cherry trees, and they will bloom soon, turning this place into a sea of ​​cherry blossoms.

The room where the two undercover agents were held was facing the cherry blossom forest. When the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, they could enjoy them for the first time.

—if they were alive then.

Curacao suppressed malice in his heart. Through the rearview mirror of the car, she saw Angostella's expression at the moment. He was staring at the cherry blossom forest in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Angostella." She said suddenly.

Angostella in the mirror moved her head and looked at her.

"Let me take the liberty to ask," Curacao stared at that eye, "how do you plan to deal with them?"

"Not yet." Angostella replied.