Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

When Yamazaki returned to Idali, he immediately went to see Whiskey.

After reporting all the matters in a leisurely manner, Yamazaki respectfully waited for his boss's instructions.

"Did you enjoy the trip?"

Hearing that Whiskey's first sentence was about caring about his own mood, Yamazaki felt a warm current flow through his heart and nodded silently.

Of course I'm happy. When I went to Neon this time, when I saw Rum's sarcastic words to her, I could only act like I didn't care about a little person like you. She smiled before going to bed every night.

After confirming that Yamazaki's trip was indeed enjoyable, Whiskey asked Yamazaki to go back and rest early. In fact, Whiskey has already confirmed everything else via email, so there is nothing to ask in detail.

Yamazaki, who was cared for by whiskey, walked out of the top floor room of the Dusk Building with a smile.

Then, Whiskey took out a pistol from the mezzanine of the long table. After removing the magazine and looking at the number of bullets inside, Whiskey loaded the magazine again. Then, he put the pistol on the table, bent his left leg and sat on the table.

Looking at the empty room, Whiskey raised his eyes and glanced at the door that had been closed since Yamazaki left, and then began to wait.

Two hours later, the dusty Zacapa opened the door to the top floor room of the Dusk Building.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Whiskey pointing a gun at him. Before Zacapa could speak, continuous gunshots echoed in the empty room.

One shot in each limb and three shots in the abdomen.

After firing the seven bullets in the gun, Whiskey threw away the gun in his hand, looked at Rum's top confidant Zacapa who had been shot and fell to the ground, stepped over him, and faced the men standing outside the door. He ordered:

"Send him to the infirmary and ask him what Rum asked him to do when he wakes up."

These were the first and last words Zacapa heard Whiskey say before he passed out. When he woke up again, Zacapa found himself lying on the bed in the medical room. The wounds on his body had been bandaged and the bullets in his body had been removed.

However, the anesthetic has not worn off, and now Zacapa can only lie quietly on the bed and wait for the anesthetic to wear off.

Zacapa knew that he was here to apologize for Rum and Whiskey, but he never expected that as soon as he saw the person to whom he was apologizing, without even letting him say a word, the rumored equipment team leader would directly address him. Then he fired seven shots.

Seven shots, he didn't dare to hide. If he accidentally got shot through the heart or head by dodging, the killing god opposite would just say something

"Who told you to hide? You were really careless. Please be more careful in the next life."

Then he really died unjustly, and he might even be rated as the Codename member who died most unjustly. Oh, by the way, this title has already been taken by Tequila. If he dies, he will only be ranked second.

Thinking of this, Zacapa, who had been shot seven times, silently began to curse his boss Rum in his heart.

Really, at times like this, I think of him as my number one confidant. Why doesn't Rum think of him when there is something good happening? You should not have been loyal to Rum just because he was the second-in-command of the organization. If something goes wrong, let him take care of it.

Thinking about the various situations in which Whiskey was suppressed by Rum in the name of the boss using chicken feathers as arrows over the years, Zacapa began to beat drums in his heart.

His immediate boss, Rum, was the one who was completely at fault for the theft and destruction of the arms. If Whiskey really killed him, what could Rum do with the whiskey? He wouldn't just have to grit his teeth and swallow it.

If he could really exchange his life for whiskey, Rum would probably be more than willing to do so.

No, Whiskey is clearly at odds with his boss. Rum is willing, whiskey is certainly not.

Gee, why didn't anyone tell him that Whiskey was such a ruthless character?

Zacapa, who has been busy with various tasks all year round, naturally does not pay much attention to organizing forums, so he also missed the hot forum posts about Bourbon being cheated by Belmode and Whiskey being used as a punching bag.

Zacapa, who was in his wild thoughts, did not know that he was lying on this hospital bed at the moment. Its last owner was Bourbon, and its previous owner was Clermont.

Same hospital bed, different punching bags.

The next day, the news that Zacapa, who was apologizing for Rum, was shot seven times by his creditor Whiskey and sent to the medical room quickly spread throughout the organization.

Looking at the blocked and unanswered calls on his phone, Rum, who was in a meeting, raised his hand and smashed the phone in front of all the confidants on the other side of the screen.

"Curaçao, go to Idali and take Zacapa out of Whiskey's hands."

"Yes."

Curacao, who was named by Rum, responded neatly and turned around to leave. Rum quickly logged off.

Seeing that the voice call interface was turned off on the big screen in the conference room, he was called up for a meeting early in the morning. Bourbon, who was sitting at the back, was the first to turn around and leave.

For the first time, he was glad that he was not Rum's most trusted confidant.

Touching his left hand that was still in plaster, Toru Amuro walked neatly toward the garage, ignoring the other colleagues behind him.

The other people who came out from behind expressed their understanding when they saw Bourbon's flying speed.

They were also thinking: Fortunately, I am not Rum's most valued confidant. This blessing should be given to Zacapa alone.

Clermont, who was far away in Faguo when he heard the news, immediately wiped away the grievances he had been feeling in his heart and happily shared the good news with Bacardi.

Seeing that Zacapa was even worse off than him, Clermont, who was originally accompanied by Bourbon, a fellow sufferer, suddenly did not envy Zacapa's status in Rum's heart at all.

Listening to Clemont's gloating, Bacardi, who was shared this anecdote, didn't feel much happy.

This matter is just the beginning. This time, Whiskey has taken advantage of him, and Rum will definitely not be able to get through without taking off two layers of skin.

Among the five core senior cadres of the organization, Whiskey's status is actually the most suppressed.

In terms of his background alone, Whiskey is an extremely special existence among senior cadres. The other four senior leaders in the organization, Rum and Brandy are all descendants of members of the organization's code name, while Gin and Champagne were born in an orphanage under the organization's name.

Only Whiskey was recruited from outside the organization. Even though he took a high position as soon as he entered the organization, in terms of closeness and proximity to the boss, he was only ranked last among the top executives.

Relying on his status, Rum was openly friendly towards Whiskey, but privately he used trivial things to disgust Whiskey more than once or twice.

As soon as this incident came out, even though Whiskey successively attacked three of Rum's confidants, the boss didn't make any statement. It was obvious that Rum's fault this time clearly made the boss dissatisfied.

Looking at the silly Clermont, Bacardi thought that the whiskey could not stop here, and there would definitely be a trick waiting for them next.

Sure enough, after Rum sent his confidant Curacao to bring back Zacapa, who had been shot seven times, the equipment team issued a notice:

Due to special reasons, the equipment team has suspended the supply of all weapons and equipment to all members of the intelligence team and members of the Neon Territory Action Team.

After receiving the news, Rum didn't expect Whiskey to do things so badly. He was about to call the boss to complain, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Gin first.

Gin, whose equipment was also stuck, was obviously in a bad mood. As soon as he answered the phone, he started taunting Rum:

"Didn't you promise the boss that you would give Whiskey an explanation? Why are you still hiding in your turtle shell? Why don't you hurry up and give an explanation?"

Rum said angrily:

"What? Did you come to see my joke?"

Gin snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain:

"Are you kidding? I don't have that free time. Because of your mistake, a batch of equipment from the action team that was supposed to be delivered to Neon a few days ago was held by Whiskey.

The reason he gave me was that there was a fire in the warehouse and the goods were burned. Does this reason sound familiar?

Rum, I don’t care what you talk to Whiskey, but I hope to see the action team’s request at the end of this month, otherwise..."

After Gin finished explaining his purpose, he hung up the phone, leaving Rum to curse in anger.

After hearing the reasons given by the logistics team, Toru Amuro walked out of the weapons depot without saying a word, holding the equipment list. He ran into a cursing Chianti.

Seeing Bourbon, Chianti raised his eyes and was about to speak, but was stopped by Cohen beside him. Chianti was extremely dissatisfied with this and shouted:

"Cohen, why are you pulling me?"

Cohen, who was always responsible for smoothing his partner's hair, looked at Bourbon strangely at this moment:

"Didn't you receive the notice from the equipment team? Now all your intelligence team members have been refused equipment by the equipment team, as well as us members of the action team operating in Neon territory. It's the same as you. We have been refused equipment. .”

Toru Amuro, who had just heard the news, shook his head. He raised his left hand, which had had its plaster removed but was still bandaged, and responded skillfully:

"I was assigned to work for Gin recently. I just finished my work and went to the medical room to have a cast removed. I planned to replenish the equipment. I didn't know the news until I arrived."

Glancing at Bourbon's left hand that had been broken by the Whiskey men, Chianti swallowed his complaints and took Cohen to the logistics warehouse to maintain the sniper rifle on his back.

Suddenly, the entire organization was in an uproar because of this notice from the equipment team, especially the members of the intelligence team all over the world. The heads of the organization's intelligence teams in various countries made countless phone calls to Rum in just a few days. There.

Many senior members of the organization stood up and accused Rum of going too far, and asked Rum to give Whiskey an explanation.

Rum, who had forcefully suppressed the heads of various intelligence groups under his command, heard the indignant words of this group of old men in the organization, and just thought it was ridiculous to see this group of people who were accustomed to adapting to the changing circumstances.

In the ten years when he suppressed the power of whiskey and suppressed whiskey with the boss's ban, why didn't this group of people stand up to justice for whiskey? Now that they see him failing in his work, they pretend to be good-hearted people and come to let him do it. Make peace with Whiskey.

Huh, it was just Whiskey's notice that made them feel afraid, afraid that they would be implicated by him like Gin, so they hurriedly came out to be good people, and even said that they would connect him and Whiskey to give them a chance for peace talks.

Whiskey is a psychopath with an antisocial personality at his core. He thinks that a few nice words can make Whiskey forget about the abuse they have made to him over the years. He is really old and his brain is stuck in the last century.

Looking at the phone call that still hadn't been answered, Rum knew that Whiskey was now waiting for him to meet him in person in Italy. Since the call to the boss was not answered, Rum knew that the boss's attitude towards Whiskey was conniving. acquiescent attitude.

Therefore, after thinking for three days, Rum took Curaçao to Idali in person.

Upon hearing the news that Rum had left Neon, Gin put down the FBI activity track information in his hand and looked at Belmode, who was sitting opposite and looking at the information as well:

"When are you going to take action?"

Belmode withdrew his eyes from the documents, turned to look at Gin, and said simply:

"Just for the next few days, while Rum is away, everyone else's attention is focused on the confrontation between Rum and Whiskey. It's better to hurry up than to hurry up, tonight."

"it is good."

At nine o'clock in the morning on September 7, Rum left Curacao with his men out of Neon Territory. At eight o'clock that night, Zacapa, who was left to recuperate in Rum's private base, was stabbed into the emergency room.

Outside the rescue room, Gin, who smelled of blood, issued a hunt notice for all members of the organization on the task platform within the organization.

Someone assassinated Rum's henchman Zakaipa and stole the SS-level authority key of the organization's intelligence network from Zakaipa. Now a reward is offered to all members of the organization to hunt down the murderer.

At the same time, a middle-aged man whose body was stained with blood fell on the roadside. He happened to be discovered by a young man who came home in the middle of the night. After a phone call, the middle-aged man was taken to Mihua Central Hospital by an ambulance.

In the middle-aged man's chest pocket, a metal USB flash drive engraved with a crow's mark lay quietly there.

After receiving the fatwa in the middle of the night, Amuro Toru and Morofuku Kageguang stood up from the bed at the same time. The two met in the living room, looking at the fatwa personally issued by Gin, and fell into deep thought.

As a member of the intelligence team, Toru Amuro knew more than Zhufu Jingguang. He quickly explained to Zhufu Jingguang the importance of the stolen intelligence network key.

"As the boss of the intelligence team, Rum has a confidential intelligence network in his hand. There is a personnel information in it. It contains information on the members of the intelligence team on both the bright and dark fronts of the entire organization, as well as information on all personnel who have intelligence dealings with the organization. .

The key authority in my hand is only A-level, which allows me to view and query the information of all code members and non-code members below A-level authority in Neon. The SS-level key has the highest authority and can be viewed. All the information in that intelligence network. "

In other words, as long as we get that key, we can know the information about the intelligence team members of the black organization in various countries around the world, and even include the information about all the undercover agents sent out to lurk.

Zhufu Jingguang quickly understood the importance of this key. No wonder Ginjiu issued a kill order overnight.

"I'm going out to confirm the information. Hiro, please rest first. If this information is indeed true, then we will be busy next."

After saying that, Toru Amuro picked up his coat on the sofa and stood up and walked outside. But Zhu Fu Jingguang did not go back to his room to rest immediately. He began to count the remaining guns and ammunition in the safe house, thinking about the fatwa.

Once they confirm that the message is true, they must get the key as soon as possible.