Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

At dawn the next day, the news that Champagne and Brandy had a secret conversation for an hour after the meeting quickly reached the ears of Gin and others.

After listening to Vodka's report, Gin pressed the almost-burned cigarette in his hand into the wine glass beside him and didn't care about the news:

"These two guys, one wants to get away with the crime, and the other wants to get away with the crime and make meritorious service. What's so strange about getting together."

Then he glanced at Gordon, who was sitting across from him and seemed quite calm, and gave a warning:

"Don't mess with Whiskey."

After spending many years together, Gin already knew what kind of temper Gordon was.

When a prodigal son who likes to seek all kinds of excitement and hangs out in all kinds of sensual places all year round suddenly has no interest in the extravagant life in front of him, it is naturally because he has found a new pastime.

Now they are on the most famous nightclub street in Washington, in one of the most famous nightclubs that is open 24 hours a day.

But Gordon, who used to be very adaptable to this kind of place and enjoyed it very much, has never touched the wine at hand until now.

Hearing Gin's warning, Gordon looked down at the untouched whiskey in the glass and showed an eager smile:

“I naturally put the mission first.”

However, if he had the opportunity to play against Whiskey, he would not miss it easily.

Moreover, opportunities are always created by people.

Gordon's answer seemed to be loyal to the organization, but in fact it was just avoiding the important and taking the easy.

As soon as these words came out, even Vodka, who had a low IQ, could tell that Gordon had no intention of giving up the idea of ​​provoking whiskey, let alone gin.

Originally, Gin, as his boss, had given him a special reminder because of Gordon's dedicated service to him over the years, but after seeing Gordon's appearance of not intending to give up, he immediately stopped speaking.

Vodka on the side saw that Gordon ignored his eldest brother's kind reminder and insisted on provoking Whiskey, and his eyes showed various complex emotions such as shock and sympathy.

It's just that these emotions were completely covered by Vodka's natal sunglasses that never left his body, so they were not noticed by Gordon, who was in a state of emotion at the moment.

Good luck,

For the sake of being the confidant of his eldest brother, Vodka silently prayed for Gordon in his heart.

the other side,

Unlike Gin, Rum was a little interested in the night chat between Champagne and Brandy. After all, Champagne and Brandy had always had a close friendship. As Mr.'s spokesperson outside, Champagne had never been close to several other cadres in the organization.

Will this secret meeting be a signal for the two to join forces and form an alliance?

Rum couldn't help but think, but the most important thing right now is to find the lost SS-level decoding equipment.

Therefore, Rum did not delve too deeply into it, but just kept this matter in mind, intending to verify it after the most important task at present was completed.

Walking out of Rum's room, Bacardi was thinking about how to complete the task assigned by Rum, while glancing at his partner Clermont, who had become a little abnormal since seeing Whiskey.

Clemont is still confused. He didn't remember a single word of the call that Rum explained earlier. He just nodded following his memory instinct and followed his partner habitually.

Last night's meeting was not only the first time that Tohru Amuro fully met the core cadres of the organization, but also Clemont and others.

After joining the organization, Whiskey rarely appeared in the organization.

At that time, most people in the organization ignored the whiskey that seemed to come in through the back door.

There were even rumors that Whiskey was the illegitimate son of that gentleman. During that time, it was a popular forum to organize gossip about Whiskey and Mr.

Until the new leader of the equipment team took over, the equipment team, which was originally crowded out by the technical team, quickly rose to prominence.

In less than a year, the arms smuggling business organized in the other world has gone from mediocre to the point where it can only be eaten under the control of the old arms dealers. All of a sudden, the gene mutated into Godzilla, directly transforming A group of veteran arms dealers who have been in power for many years are stepping on and rubbing against each other.

Those are the people who realize that whiskey is really capable.

However, even if the suspicion of backdoor access was cleared, at that time they still only regarded Whiskey as a capable technical talent.

Compared with Gin and others who came from within the organization and rose to high positions step by step based on their own merits, they still looked down upon Whiskey who was recruited into the organization from outside and rose to the top.

I think Whiskey is a person who is lucky and has some abilities.

If he hadn't fallen in love with his husband, and his predecessor Whiskey died of illness, leaving the equipment team without a leader, he wouldn't have gotten such a big deal. Once he entered the organization, he would be on an equal footing with Gin, Rum and others.

Therefore, the original rumors about whiskey in the organized forum not only did not subside with the display of whiskey's talents, but became more and more lively.

Until, the famous dark organization church in the other world was destroyed by Whiskey.

The members of the organization who posted all kinds of vitriol in the gossip forum immediately stopped, and the various rumors about whiskey also dispersed.

At this point, no one dares to discuss whether Whiskey, who never appears at the year-end dinner, is suffering from a serious illness or is too ugly to see people.

The code name Whiskey eventually became you know who in the organization’s gossip forum.

Therefore, before Whiskey entered the meeting room, Clemont never thought that Whiskey, who almost never appeared outside and never even attended the year-end dinner, would show up in Berry Country to attend this meeting.

At that time, Clemont always thought that everyone was waiting for Belmode, who had not yet arrived, and that the computer on the conference table was for Whiskey to participate in the meeting online.

It wasn't until he saw the red-haired young man dressed in black and with an indifferent expression walking in front of Bellmode and taking a seat next to Gin as a matter of course that Clemont realized that it wasn't just Bellmode that Gin and the others were waiting for. Germany, and the whiskey that never shows up for thousands of years.

Then, Clemont's mind shut down on the spot.

The first thing that came to mind was the incident last year when Zheng Dali had both of his legs broken off by Whiskey's men.

Immediately, Clemont felt a phantom pain in his legs, and then he didn't listen to anything that was said in that meeting.

What kept coming back to his mind was that he should not have come to Berry Country, should not have listened to Zacapa's deception, and foolishly thought that his boss Rum brought him and his partner here this time because he really trusted them.

At that time, if Clemont hadn't remembered that it was a high-level meeting where the five major cadres of the organization gathered.

His boss is sitting in front, and the boss of the organization is also participating in the meeting online. I am afraid that he will grab his partner and escape through the door on the spot, flying back to the country overnight.

Bacardi, who has seen Clement's various follies, has already been able to deal with Clement's abnormality skillfully.

But seeing that Clemont was still overloaded with information and his mind was blank from late last night until now, Bacardi still felt a little surprised.

After getting in the car, Bacardi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, started the car and was about to explain the next task to Clement in detail when he saw Clement in the passenger seat suddenly holding his wrist with a look on his face. Seriously:

"Bacardi, let's go back to Faguo."

Bacardi, who originally thought that Clemont had woken up from his stupidity, twitched at the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

Look at this idiot. He is not regaining consciousness, but seems to be even more stupid.

"Why, just because that person is here?"

As a partner, Bacardi knows better than anyone else this guy in his family who is so stupid that his brain structure is not much different from that of a paramecium.

Because of their years of partnership, Bacardi did not bluntly say that Clermont's idea was simply a dream, but asked calmly.

Then after seeing Clemont nodding through the central rearview mirror, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Bacardi, let's go back to Faguo.

Zacapa is a liar. He had known that that person would come to Berry Country, so he found an excuse to refuse the summons and deceived the two of us. "

Speaking of this, Clemont looked angry and scolded Zacapa for a long time.

Then, seeing the indifference on his partner's face, he said anxiously:

"Partner, you really do believe me.

As for that one who is extremely vengeful and moody, he has such a deep grudge with our boss. If he can't get revenge on our boss, he will definitely take revenge on us.

Last time, I just sent a message and my legs were broken. I might be cruel again this time.

In the past, the mountains were high and the water was far away, but now they are under the same sky. "

Clemont was worried. He desperately hoped that his partner would agree with his idea, and then he was poured cold water on him.

"Calm down, Clemont. Don't forget why we came to Berry Country. Is that scary, our boss a good-tempered person?

It's easy to go back to Faguo, so how do you explain it to Lord Rum? Could it be that you are afraid that he will kill us, so you want to go back to Faguo to hide in despair. "

After being reminded by his partner, Clemont finally remembered their immediate boss, Rum, and then his face turned gray.

Thinking of Rum's methods, Clemont finally broke free from his fear of whiskey.

Clermont never told Bacardi how he spent his time recuperating in Whiskey's infirmary.

No one talks to him except for the three meals a day that are delivered on time.

The ward was always quiet, eerily silent.

After his crying phone call with Bacardi, his communication equipment could no longer communicate with the outside world.

Clemont didn't know who was in subsequent contact with Bacardi, but through the electronic display hanging on the wall opposite the hospital bed, he saw the messages of the person who replaced him and Bacardi. .

His wording habits, way of answering, everything from context to mentality are exactly the same as his past habits.

If he hadn't confirmed that the contact phone was not in his hand and watched the messages appear on the screen with his own eyes, Clemont might have thought that those messages were from him in his dream.

Then, just after he recovered from his leg injury, his other leg was forcibly broken.

Seeing the crying words in his own voice displayed on the screen, Clemont only felt horrified.

The pain, the dead silence, the contact information that was quietly replaced but directly displayed in front of him, everything drove Clemont almost crazy.

On the day when Bacardi finally came to pick him up, Clemont was so excited that he saw a line of words clearly displayed on the electronic display:

Good luck, welcome to come again next time.

Then the screen went black and Bacardi walked in.

Seeing Bacardi scolding him, Clemont responded with a guilty look on his face, and then silently buried the matter in his heart.

At the same time, I also buried my fear of whiskey deep in my heart.

Seeing Clemont finally wake up in a real sense, Bacardi comforted:

"Sir is extremely concerned about the loss of equipment. With his attention, he will not attack us as members of the organization easily.

Moreover, even if that person really knows how to take action, with Lord Rum around, he will not let that person do it.

Besides, with that person's scheming in the city, he is determined not to do something so unpopular at the moment. "

In order to dispel the stupid thoughts in his partner's mind, Bacardi started talking bit by bit. After seeing that Clemont believed his explanation and the fear hidden in his eyes dissipated, he couldn't help but let out a breath.

The green light came on and the car continued moving forward.

Bacardi re-explained the mission that Clemont had never remembered at all before, and then looked at the road in front of him, raising his wariness about whiskey in his heart.

Since this idiot of his is so scared, it seems like he has to be more vigilant.

In an ordinary high-rise building,

Whiskey, who was in the top-floor office, listened to the news reported by Toru Amuro and said that he did not need to continue to pay attention to the follow-up.

Champagne and brandy were kept secret, and the news came as no surprise to Whiskey.

As for what they were talking about secretly, he was not interested in knowing.

Because the content is nothing more than two kinds, one is related to him, and the other is not related to him.

It has something to do with him. According to the current situation, it is impossible to take action. The most is to exchange information.

It has nothing to do with him, and it's not worthy of his attention.

"Sir, except for Belmode, it has been confirmed that the other four adults have left Washington. Although their current destination is unknown, according to my speculation, they should all have gone to Langley."

Langley, the headquarters of the CIA.

Toru Amuro respectfully reported the latest news about Gin and others, then noticed Whiskey's disinterest and asked:

"Sir, you don't seem to be in a hurry?"

This time, the organization BOSS personally transferred all the core cadres to Berry Country, obviously taking this matter very seriously.

But compared to the dedicated efforts and hands-on efforts of Gin, Rum and others, whiskey is just like soy sauce.

Not only did they only bring him and Hibiki, they were also indifferent to the actions of Gin and others.

If he hadn't heard Whiskey's speech at the meeting last night and watched Whiskey point out the direction for the organization to find decoding equipment in just a few words, Toru Amuro would have thought that Whiskey came here just to be passive and sabotage.

"What's the rush? It's not the time for us to show up yet, Belmode is still staying here peacefully.

Moreover, this matter is not that simple. "

Whiskey spoke volumes.

Then, before Toru Amuro could think about the meaning of Whiskey's words, Whiskey handed over a document with an invisible headset on it:

"By the way, a distinguished guest will be here in twenty minutes. You can briefly familiarize yourself with the information and then meet him for me."

Toru Amuro took the information and didn't ask Whiskey why he didn't go see him in person. He nodded and put on the headset, then opened the information. When he saw the personnel information on the first page, he looked up in shock.