Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Odes, who had already learned a lot about the black organization through Fluke, subconsciously came up with a code name in his mind.

Could it be whiskey?

A strong desire to win suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and Odes's whole spirit seemed a little different from before.

Like a lion fluttering its mane upon discovering an enemy.

The CIA agent who came in to report the situation and waited for instructions from his superiors subconsciously held his breath.

“If Mancino is captured, the black organization will soon know that all the intelligence that Mancino had previously reported was forged by us.

The previous guarding arrangements for Fluke need to be changed immediately. You will follow the latest arrangements above. "

Ever since Fluke was captured, a piece of equipment that was extremely important to the organization was obtained.

Oades expected that such a day would come sooner or later.

He took a piece of white paper at hand, took off the pen on his chest, and wrote several lines of words. After placing the payment, he handed the latest deployment arrangements to the subordinate in front of him.

"Yes."

After receiving the handwritten letter from his boss, the agent turned around and left neatly.

After sending his subordinates away, Odes immediately dialed the number he had called from time to time in the past few days.

The rough male voice on the other end of the phone sounded full of irritability:

"Um, I just called you yesterday and you're here again today. Can you let me take a breather?

I have already said that I will notify you as soon as there are results. If you do not notify me, there will be no results. Even if you make eight hundred calls a day, it will be useless. "

"We don't have much time. Just this morning, that organization rescued the secret agent they sent to the CIA. The previous cover-up method no longer works.

They could easily guess that the equipment they were looking for was still in our possession. "

"Why did it happen so suddenly? Wasn't that organization deceived by you before?"

When it came to business, the voice on the other side of the phone became serious.

"Because there is a character like Moriarty involved in this turmoil."

Odes sighed softly. Although he currently does not know who the person who can break the situation at a glance is, there is always a voice in the dark telling him.

It's him.

The person who can decipher his carefully laid trap at a glance is the opponent he has been searching for.

The chess player who stood behind MI6 and destroyed the church.

The core executive of the black organization - Whiskey.

A mysterious figure whose name is unknown and whose appearance is unknown.

The man on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time after hearing this.

Noticing the silence on the other side of the phone, after Odes regained his composure, he immediately realized that his words had put great pressure on his friend:

"Sorry, I'm a little impatient."

Later, the phone call ended in silence.

After hanging up the phone, Odes walked to the office window and stood for a long time looking at the lush greenery outside the window.

Langley, a private helipad with wide open terrain.

As a black helicopter landed slowly, Hibiki, who had been waiting here for a long time, looked at Whiskey coming out of the cab with joy in his eyes.

"grown ups."

Amuro Toru, who came down from the cabin, looked at Hibiki happily as if he was about to flick his tail at the whiskey the next second, and silently stopped walking forward.

It would be better for him to disturb the tender drama of father and son's reunion later.

"gone."

This drama ultimately failed to be staged successfully.

Whiskey noticed the stopped steps behind him, turned around and called for Toru Amuro to follow him quickly.

When he walked to Hibiki's side, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and then walked towards the parking place without stopping.

Being treated so casually, Hibiki's face showed no signs of disappointment and was still full of joy.

Hibiki took the lead and grabbed the driver's seat before Tohru Amuro did.

Whiskey sat in the passenger seat as usual, and Toru Amuro sat alone in the back seat with a backpack packed behind him.

Along the way, the three of them didn't talk much. Toru Amuro focused more than half of his attention on the backpack beside him. When he got out of the car to pick up the backpack, he was even more cautious.

Gin and others stayed at yesterday's safe house. However, when the three whiskeys arrived at the safe house, there was no one else inside except Gin and Belmode.

After entering the house, Toru Amuro glanced around, then put the backpack he was carrying on the sofa closest to him.

Seeing Whiskey, Gin did not say hello or make any polite remarks, but led people directly towards the room in the corner of the first floor.

As Whiskey's subordinate, Bourbon naturally followed his boss. When Toru Amuro walked up to Bellmod, Bellmod then took steps to follow.

As for Hibiki, he did not follow Whiskey and Amuro through the door. After sending the two to the door of the safe house, Hibiki immediately turned the car around and stepped on the accelerator.

Apparently he was going to carry out the mission ordered by Gin.

Gin and Whiskey walked in front, and Toru Amuro and Bermod, who were lagging behind slightly, met their eyes. Bermod raised his hand and nodded his own eyes with a meaningful expression.

Take a good look at the terrifying abilities of your direct boss.

Seeing this, Amuro smiled with an unknown meaning.

After entering the door, a strong smell of blood emanated from a woman with chestnut hair and almond-shaped eyes who was slumped in the corner. A sufficient amount of disinfectant was naturally sprayed in the air, but it still failed to cover up the smell that rushed straight to the human and heavenly spirit cover. The smell of blood.

Hearing the sound of Gin and others opening the door, Mancino had already opened his beautiful blue almond eyes when Whiskey walked up to him.

She looked at the red-haired young man standing very close to Gin and subconsciously raised her guard.

After looking up and down, Whiskey took another step forward and asked:

"I heard that you betrayed the organization, right?"

"I do not have."

Mancino tried his best to push himself up and leaned against the wall behind him and gritted his teeth.

"is it?"

lie.

Whiskey's voice was slightly confused, but his eyes looking at Mancino were full of extreme indifference:

"In that case, tell me why your name appears on the CIA's witness protection program."

Mancino looked at the photo that was handed to him. On the black and white witness protection plan document, her former name was clearly written stroke by stroke.

"The person who betrayed the organization was never Fluke, but you.

In fact, it was never Fluke who betrayed you, causing your secret identity to be discovered by the CIA, but the other way around.

It was you who exposed Fluke's identity, so the CIA discovered the main stronghold in Chicago, captured Fluke, and took away the Class A decoding equipment disguised as an ordinary computer from the Chicago stronghold. "

Gin's eyes flashed slightly, and Belmode, who was standing slightly behind, smiled extremely coldly. She looked at Mancino and slowly walked forward:

"Good girl, I've been so good to you, why would you betray me?"

A slender hand with bright red nails slowly touched Mancino's face, then slowly traced down the contours of her face, and finally suddenly strangled her neck.

"I...I didn't..."

Mancino's face was red from being choked, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.

A sufficient amount of muscle relaxants had been injected into her body during yesterday's interrogation. At this moment, apart from opening her mouth to show her loyalty to the organization, Belmode didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to stop her.

Toru Amuro, who was last on the Belmode, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard Whiskey said it was a Class A device.

He didn't think that whiskey was wrong. A-grade and SS-grade, from all aspects, they were completely two concepts.

"Because of love."

Whiskey's tone was cold and indifferent, but Mancino froze in place instantly, not even knowing when Belmod would let go.

Gently untying the blue hair tie that Mancino used to tie up his long chestnut hair, in front of everyone, Whiskey held the end of the hair tie, raised it slightly, and pulled a short needle as thin as a hair from the hair. The tip of the needle poked out of the belt.

Then, he condescended to squat down, raised Mancino's right hand, aimed at the integral silver bracelet on Mancino's right wrist, and pierced an undetectable keyhole.

With a soft "click" sound, the bracelet split into two halves and was caught by Whiskey in time.

Immediately afterwards, Whiskey threw back the bracelet that was divided into two halves. Gin raised his hand to catch it, and then pulled out a thinly rolled piece of paper from the bracelet.

Unfold it, and there is a line of confession written on it.

The signed name was unfamiliar, but Belmode recognized it.

That was one of the CIA members who died at the hands of Gin last year.

At that time, the former Kilburn Hall Yinghai was discovered to be an undercover agent of the CIA. In order to scare the monkeys, Gin wiped out the CIA members in Neon one by one.

Unlike Gin, who never deliberately remembers the names of dead people, Belmode still has some memory of this name.

A relatively capable CIA, but like Odes Ackerman, he was affected by the power struggle at the top and was assigned to Neon as an undercover liaison.

Unexpectedly, this person was actually the person Mancino liked, and even caused so much trouble to her and the organization for a dead CIA.

"Because your loved one died, and in order to take revenge, you revealed your identity to Odes Ackerman, who was still studying in the country at the time, and obtained the witness protection plan.

Later, Odes Ackerman, who was called an exchange and study but was actually exiled to the country, returned to the CIA with your surrender.

Soon, the CIA quietly changed a search rule. "

That is to say, during criminal searches, all electronic equipment needs to be brought back to the CIA headquarters, and can only be handed over for seizure after being tested and confirmed by the CIA headquarters technical department.

Previously, it was stipulated that the items should be seized in situ and then processed after being identified by technical personnel sent by the CIA.

Coincidentally, the CIA discovered the main Chicago base shortly thereafter.

Therefore, according to the latest search regulations, the decoding device was naturally regarded by the CIA as an ordinary computer and became an ordinary electronic device that needed to be brought back to the CIA for testing by the technical department.

Then, it naturally fell into the hands of Odes Ackerman.

Relying on his friendship with the director of the CIA's technical department, he could quietly take away the equipment without any technical difficulty.

"How did you find out?"

Seeing the solid evidence, Mancino no longer pretended to be loyal to the organization.

She looked at the red-haired young man who slowly stood up, and looked intently into Whiskey's bright red eyes, looking very seriously for an answer.

"There are only three things in this world that are difficult to hide: poverty, cough, and love."

Whiskey put the hair tie back into Mancino's hand, then turned and left.

At present, apart from Mancino, the only three people left in the room were Bermod, Gin, and Toru Amuro.

"This photo of the Witness Protection Program signature is fake."

Gin's opening attracted everyone's attention.

There was certainty in his tone, and then he put the photo up and turned it over.

Toru Amuro, who was standing behind Gin, suddenly widened his eyes.

He looked at the line of words behind the photo and cursed in his mind:

The insidious CIA.

The photo belongs to P. There is no relevant information in the CIA archives. Everything Odes Ackerman promised you was a lie.

"No...impossible...you must be lying to me. I signed the witness protection plan with my own hand and stamped it. How could it be fake?"

Belmode chuckled:

"Mancino, you are really carried away by love. Whether things like the Witness Protection Program are true or false is just a matter of the CIA's whim.

With Kiel's past experience, how could the CIA trust an undercover agent? Revenge of love is such a ridiculous reason. "

Mancino muttered to herself, unwilling to believe what she had just heard.

Allowing Mancino to collapse, the three of them returned to the living room.

"Sir, how do you know that the CIA provided Mancino with a witness protection program?

Also, how can we confirm that Mancino betrayed the organization because he fell in love with a CIA member?

Also, when did you notice the new rule changed by the CIA? "

Toru Amuro asked a series of questions to the whiskey man holding a glass of ice water on the sofa.

Whiskey took a sip of ice water and answered his subordinate's question.

When did he pay attention? It was when he learned that the CIA had moved all the computers in the Chicago base, not even a computer with a blue screen that was obviously problematic, but he turned a blind eye to the laptop stuck in the corner.

At that time, Whiskey realized that what the CIA really valued was not the computers that might contain organizational intelligence, but the decoding equipment hidden in the computer mainframe.

It can be deduced from this that the CIA was able to so accurately select the main stronghold in Chicago, capture Fluke, and take away all the desktop computers in that stronghold with the clear purpose that someone must be leaking secrets and giving guidance behind the scenes.

As for this person, the most likely possibility is that he is on the CIA's radar screen.

As for why it was confirmed that Mancino betrayed because he fell in love with a CIA member, it is very simple. The silver bracelet on Mancino's hand is a couple's token.

It was designed by Brandy on a whim and sold on the bright side. It was an extremely niche product.

This product consists of a beautiful silver bracelet and a slightly rustic silver ring. There is a thin needle inside the silver ring that can open the bracelet.

As for why the whiskey is so clear, it's because after the brandy guy successfully designed it, he sent a copy of that product to him, Gin and others.

The five core cadres, including Rum, and the respected gentleman are all there.

The euphemistic name is to let them support the interests and hobbies of the organization cadres and attract some love to them who have been single for tens of thousands of years.

Whiskey glanced at it and put it on the shelf. Gin simply threw the thing to Vodka and asked him to find a trash can far away and throw it away. Rum didn't look at it and let Curaçao figure out what to do.

The most unusual thing was champagne. After receiving the item, he thought it was Brandy's newly developed hidden weapon. After handing a copy to Karasuma Renye, he studied it carefully for a long time.

Then when I found out that this thing was being sold to the public on a small scale as a couple's token in Brandy's Baidao business, I felt gloomy for half a month.