Conan's winery play house

"I think it's pretty good." Vodka's tone at the moment could not hear a trace of honesty.

"Without the organization, I'd probably be an orphan now." The smile on his face looked a little silly, which was the complete opposite of his ferocious posture in front of outsiders.

Vodka's code name is inherited, which also means that his parents are dead. If the code members are still alive, their code names cannot be inherited.

He is an orphan raised by an organization, but he is not smart.

Especially when compared with organizing a bunch of people with superior IQs, he has no advantages.

And his physical fitness is not as good as those members who are naturally talented. Whether it is marksmanship or fighting, he is not as good as others in many aspects.

The organization's protection laws for minors have truly protected him.

When he turned 16, he inherited the code name of Vodka and became the new Vodka. He no longer needed to participate in the fierce competition after that, and became a complete support staff far away from the core power.

Vodka even served as an assistant to rum at the beginning, and later became a follower to gin.

The reason is that Gin was a minor when he got the code name and did not have a driver's license, so he needed someone to drive.

So the vodka car has been running for more than ten years.

The faction is also completely bound to gin.

"It's just a way for the superiors to buy people's hearts." The silver-haired man said casually.

But it is indeed beneficial behavior for them.

The means of buying people's hearts can also be divided into good and bad, obviously the BOSS is good enough.

But no matter how clever you are, there will still be traitors.

This is human difference, no matter the institution.

Countries have deployed undercover spies to organizations in various countries, and organizations have also placed their own personnel in organizations in various countries.

It's just that one party is out of responsibility, while the other... is moved by interests.

Vodka didn't respond to Gin's comments, and he didn't know how to respond. He was loyal to the organization, highly respected the BOSS, and also admired outstanding people, such as Gin and Rum.

Brother Gin is right, this is BOSS's method of buying people's hearts, and Vodka, as one of the beneficiaries, is naturally bought as well.

But he couldn't agree to speak out because...that was the BOSS.

He is the person to whom everyone in the organization owes allegiance.

Fortunately, the car had arrived at the base and Vodka stepped on the brakes.

"Brother, we're here." He unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door, and naturally went around to the other side of the car door to open the door for Gin.

The man with long silver hair stretched out one foot first, then got out of the car.

Vodka was already tall enough, but Gin was even taller than him.

"Let's go." Gin Jiu glanced at the underground garage, but didn't see any extra unfamiliar vehicles, and walked towards the entrance of the elevator.

There may not necessarily be new cars appearing at the research base in ten days and a half. In comparison, the training base is much more chaotic, with many members coming and going on a daily basis.

At the same time, Rena Kiel, who received the news of Gin, frowned.

Why did Avicril suddenly go to the base?What about Toru Miyamoto?Did you go to the base with the other party?
After monitoring the target for a day, the other party disappeared?
This monitoring task...is a bit weird, or...unreliable.

Was the organization's purpose of letting her come to Aveklear's side really be for surveillance?

While Mizuno Reina was deleting the records without delay, she was thinking about the truth of this mission.

On the surface, she still has to maintain her popular female host attitude.

She gritted her teeth with hatred for the organization, and her biggest expectation was to destroy the organization and arrest all members, but before that, she needed to complete the cia's mission - investigate the source of the organization, the BOSS behind the scenes, and... the organization Secret transactions and research, including the source of the organization’s capital chain.

Until then, she will remain lurking, rooted in the shadow of the organization.

……

In a room full of instruments, Herrega pointed to the brown-haired girl beside her who was no longer able to eat on her own and relied on liquid food through a catheter to maintain her vital signs and said:
"That's what Suzy was when she gave it to me."

He shrugged lightly, shirking responsibility calmly.

Just looking at his appearance, he is cool and gentle, his white coat is neat and spotless, he is a typical scientific research elite, and he is very convincing.

"Who do you think this argument can perfunctory?" Gin held an unlit cigarette between his fingers and glanced at Shirley, who had turned into a child's figure, and then looked away, not even giving her another glance from the corner of her eye.

"..." Heriga smiled silently, and straightened her tie.

Obviously, no one was perfunctory to his statement.

"She was a little disobedient when she was sent here..." Heriga said with a hint.

"So in order to get her to obey and cooperate, I had to use some tricks." At this point, Herrega narrowed his eyes and made a small gesture with his index finger and thumb.

"I promise, it's just a small trick." Herriga's tone was full of certainty.

In his opinion, it was indeed a trivial trick.

In my heart, I even felt that the spirit of newcomers organizing this generation was too fragile.

Shirley is like this, a little trick can make the other party fight against excessive autism, and Generic is also like this, always panicking and making a fuss.

BOSS is becoming more and more tolerant of children, causing them to become worse with each generation.

"Small tricks?" Qin Jiu sneered, asking in an unclear manner.

"Suzi said the same thing." Gin said in a cold tone.

Both Suzy and Heriga said that they used only small means, and Gin didn't care what they used.

In the end, Shirley became what she is now.

This was expected by Gin. Of course, he knew what Suzi and Heriga were like, and what methods they would use.

"Where is Junerik?" Gin asked.

"He is probably playing with Aiwe Kelier now..." Herega said with a teasing smile.

"In your room," he said, keeping his eyes on the gin.

I was full of anticipation to see how Gin would react when he heard such news.

To his disappointment, he didn't see any special expression on Gin's face.

This man is always dangerous and cold, and only smiles in interesting situations - a bloodthirsty smile.

And most of the time, he seems to be calm, indifferent, revealing an aura that rejects people thousands of miles away, like this moment.

In other words, from Gin's point of view, it was not surprising or strange that Aveklear brought Generic in his room.

It is obvious that Gin has a strong sense of territory. If it is not on a mission, people who are not familiar with him should not even try to get close to him by one meter.

"You willful brat." Gin commented casually, but was not angry.

Just turn around and leave.

Vodka quickly followed suit.

"If you go over now, Junerik might be shocked by you." Herega said in a teasing tone, leaning against the wall.

The figure in the black coat didn't react at all, and didn't even look back.

As expected, there was no response, and Herrega just put away his smile as usual.

(End of this chapter)