Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

After sitting on the private plane for more than ten hours, Rum, who had just got off the plane, looked at Yidali's rare rainy day, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy again.

As he got in the car, a phone call from Bourbon made Rum's blood pressure rise instantly.

"Mr. Rum...that's what happened."

Rum's face was dark and unclear. He didn't expect that something would happen in Zacapa just after he left the country. He was sure that he had no time to react on the plane, so he came prepared.

For the sake of safety, Rum deliberately gave his key authority to Zacapa before getting on the plane. The purpose was to let Zacapa cooperate with Gin's actions when he was not in the country and find out the undercover agents and traitors in the organization.

As a result, others were still on the plane, and the rats in the organization couldn't help but pop out.

Rum, who was caught off guard for a moment, just felt that he had been having a bad time recently.

After dealing with Bourbon's temptation, Rum quickly made a decision, and emails on his phone were sent to the corresponding person.

When Whiskey saw Rum, Whiskey looked at Rum who had returned to a calm state and said hello politely.

"There is nothing else in my room except a table. If you don't mind, sit on the table like me."

It was still the top floor of the Dusk Building, still a room with nothing else but a long solid wood table only as high as the knees.

Whiskey sat casually on the corner of the table, saying that he could sit on the table if he didn't mind, but one of his long legs stepped on the long table, leaving no room for Rum to sit at all.

This unbridled gesture made Rum's eyelids twitch, but there was still no look of surprise on his face.

Curaçao, who accompanied Rum, was stopped outside the door. In the now empty room, Rum walked step by step in front of Whiskey and looked down at the arrogant boy in front of him:

"That's it for now, tell me your terms."

Hey, the second-in-command of the organization, even asking for peace is like giving you a favor. Seeing the indifference in Rum's eyes, Whiskey replied casually:

"Conditions? Since my arms have been destroyed, your intelligence team must compensate me.

I'm not greedy. Sixty billion U.S. dollars plus your three cronies, Clement, Bourbon and Zacapa, who have been in my medical team. When will the money arrive and the people come into my hands? The weapons and equipment of your intelligence team When will the supply be restored? "

Even though he was well prepared, Rum was still shocked by the Whiskey Lion's big mouth.

Whiskey didn't feel guilty about this, he insisted on this condition and refused to let go, and claimed that even if he got into trouble with the boss, it would still be this condition.

When Rum gently held the fluttering piece of paper with Mr.'s handwritten order, he had to get whiskey from various arsenals. The entire equipment team worked overtime for half a month to get enough of Rum's special order. The amount of new equipment required.

Due to the theft of arms, his recent smuggling lines had to scale down, reducing their supply by nearly 60%.

For these losses, he just asked for 60 billion in compensation, which even the boss would find reasonable.

Rum himself didn't think so. He just felt that the kid in front of him didn't want to peel off two layers of his skin this time, but wanted to directly remove half of his bones.

He has followed the organization diligently for so many years and has gone to hell. Apart from the fact that he has the same pursuit of immortality as the leader of the organization, Karasuma Renye, the rest is just his desire for power and wealth.

Sixty billion U.S. dollars. If this money is used to fund the activities of the Intelligence Group, then every one of his group of responsible persons will be blown up. This time he just stopped the supply of equipment and has already dozed off countless phone calls. If the funds are used , then it wasn’t a phone call.

But if he had to pay for it himself, he would be unwilling to do so in his heart. As mentioned before, he was working in the organization. Apart from immortality, all he wanted was these extraneous things. He was asked to give it out for free. Such a large amount of money is no different than killing him.

The key is that in addition to money, this kid also wants to steal people from his hands. The three senior code members are like three big cabbages in his mouth.

These are the elite talents he has cultivated over the years. They are among the best among his men in terms of strength and methods of doing things.

In the end, the peace talks ended with Rum's departure.

After sending away the crown of rum and Curacao, she returned to the door of the whiskey room. This capable and well-mannered woman looked at her boss who was still sitting on the table, looking at the rainy scene outside the window, and reported the news in a low voice:

"Mr. Rum refused the accommodation we arranged and left with Curacao."

Not surprisingly, Whiskey looked at the rain-drenched sky outside the window and brought up another topic.

"Crown, the Gin equipment I asked you to withhold can be released."

"Yes."

"Book two tickets to Berry Country the night after tomorrow, and the notification will be ready."

"Yes."

"This time you stay in Yidali, while I go to Berry Country alone."

"Yes...ah-no no...I want to go to Barberry Country with you."

Halfway through subconsciously agreeing, Crown suddenly realized the meaning of Whiskey's words and raised his head suddenly, only to see Whiskey's eyes looking at him with a smile.

Suddenly, Crown felt that his whole face was on fire. Ahhhhhhh, so shameful, to be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Whiskey.

Seeing the rare appearance of his usually smart, capable and cold-faced subordinate, Whiskey waved his hand and asked Crown to go down and do the work.

After regaining his composure, Crown Whiskey walked out the door and subconsciously patted his cheek. He didn't walk towards the office downstairs until the shame in his heart completely calmed down.

At this moment, the rain outside the window has stopped. Looking at the clear blue sky after the rain, Whiskey put away the smile on his face when Crown turned to leave, and returned to his usual indifference. There was no trace of warmth in those dark red eyes from beginning to end. .

Glancing at the year-end dinner invitation that was still casually placed on the table, he suddenly asked:

"Will it be a nice day tomorrow?"

"Yes."

The female mechanical voice of artificial intelligence Cyril suddenly sounded in the empty room.

"Then I hope the weather will be good the day after tomorrow."

Whiskey spoke as if making a wish.

The one who answered him was Seriulche who suddenly changed into a clear and clear young boy's voice.

"The day after tomorrow will also be a good day. Everything will go as you wish, brother."

...

Tokyo rice flower town

Zhu Fu Jingguang returned to his little boy at about four o'clock in the morning.

Wearing the morning dew and entering the door, Amuro Toru didn't wait for Zhu Fu Jingguang to speak before telling the news he had been researching all night:

"The attack on Zacapa is true. I saw him pushed out of the emergency room with my own eyes for two hours. Gin's men were guarding the door.

The stolen key was handed to Zacapa by Rum himself before leaving Neon, and he has the highest authority over the confidential intelligence network. I personally confirmed this from Rum. "

"Are there any clues about the murderer?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly absorbed the information given by You Tongran, and then directly poked at important points.

Toru Amuro shook his head. Now Gin was vigorously searching for information about personnel in Rum's private base. The murderer acted decisively and confirmed the route, surveillance, and patrol schedule within the base in advance. If it weren't for a nurse in the infirmary who forgot When the things came back to be found, Zacapa might just lie there.

It is said that Zacapa was only breathing when he was sent to the emergency room.

Suddenly, Zhu Fu Jingguang received an email on his mobile phone. When he opened it, he saw a blurry portrait inside, which should have been sent directly from the video surveillance.

The next moment, Gin called.

"Scotland, Bourbon is with you, this is one of the four suspect images recovered by the technical team from the invisible camera at the base in Rum.

Tell him to find out the whereabouts of this person as soon as possible. Also, come to the A7 base right now. "

The loudspeaker of the mobile phone allowed Toru Amuro to hear Gin's voice as well. Looking at the image with a face that could barely be seen in the dyed hair of Yoko, Toru Amuro frowned and looked at the blurry image carefully. .

The whole body was wrapped in black clothes, and both hands were covered with full-finger gloves that covered the fingers. The bulging shape of his waist showed that he was carrying a gun. He had black hair and black eyes. Looking like this, if you look around the organization, eight out of ten people will be dressed like this.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Amuro Toru's hand was taken away by Zhufu Jingguang. He looked at Amuro Toru who had been running around all night, closed the phone screen, and then said to Xiao Tongran:

"You've been busy all night. Go get some sleep first. I can check again tomorrow. I'm going to see Gin now."

After saying that, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had been prepared for a long time, picked up the gun bag containing his usual sniper rifle that was placed next to the sofa and carried it on his back. Pulling on his coat and hat, Zhu Fu Jingguang walked quickly towards the door.

Forty minutes later, Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the task list Vodka handed him, looked up at Gin who was lovingly wiping his beloved gun Beretta, and asked:

"Gin, are these all mission objects to be solved? Why is there no mission time and place?"

Vodka, who was standing next to Gin, saw his elder brother glance at him and immediately explained:

"Yes, these are the mission objects to be solved. Your mission partner will tell you the mission time and location. You just need to remember the character information inside to make sure you don't kill the wrong person."

"Mission partner? Isn't my partner Bourbon?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked through the sixteen pieces of character information inside. There were men and women, old and young. When he heard Vodka talking about mission partners, he asked in confusion.

Seeing this, Chianti next to him was kind enough to give this newly promoted real colleague some Scottish science:

"It's true that Bourbon is your regular partner in the organization, but cleaning tasks are different from ordinary tasks. Cleaning tasks are usually jointly carried out by the action team and the team directly under the boss. Therefore, your mission partner this time is from the team directly under the boss. member."

A graceful woman walked in. She glanced at Scotland with an unknown meaning, and then said hello to Gin:

"I didn't expect to meet again so soon, Gin. Mr. Champagne ordered me to accompany you on this cleaning mission. Who is in charge of cleaning this time?"

"Scotland."

Zhufu Jingguang was stunned for a moment when his name was called by Gin, and then he looked at the slim woman in a golden dress walking towards her, still looking at him with that unclear look.

Castele looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was unshaven and had a serious temperament, but what came to mind was Bourbon's damn baby face.

"Scotland? Bourbon's regular partner, right? I heard that he broke one of his hands due to whiskey a few days ago. Is he okay now?"

Hearing Castella's sinister greeting to Bourbon, Scotland realized that the woman in front of him probably had an unpleasant past with Youtameran.

Seeing Scotland remain silent, the expression on Castele's face was distorted for a moment, and finally she reached out and said hello:

"I am Castelle, and I belong to the team directly under the boss. This is our first meeting. I hope we can cooperate smoothly in the following cleaning activities."

Scotland made no moves, expressing his incomprehensible amorous feelings vividly. He only spat out a blunt self-introduction from his mouth:

"Scotland, member of the action team, partner Bourbon."

"Okay, okay, beautiful Sayuri, hurry up. This cleaning task is very heavy. Scotland is a newcomer participating for the first time. Please quickly take him to familiarize himself with the process."

Belmode, who was leaning on the back of the gin chair, looked at the stiff greeting between the two, and when he saw Castele's slightly swollen face, he knew that this little girl had turned her resentment against Bourbon onto Scotland. So he simply interrupted what Castele was about to say.

At this moment, in the bar lounge on the basement floor of the A7 base, Gin was sitting quietly on a chair near the bar, maintaining the Beretta in his hand. After receiving the task, Chianti, Cohen and others stayed on the sofa in a corner and waited. announced its dissolution.

Hearing Belmod's words, Castele felt like a cat being pinched by the back of her neck. She reluctantly shut down the curse on Bourbon that she was about to say, and walked outside with vigorous steps. The floor made a clicking sound.

Chianti, who was a veteran, patted Zhu Fu Jingguang on the shoulder and gave him a hard-working look.

Gin's eyes swept over each action team A-level code-named member, and then warned them coldly:

"Scotland will be the main executioner for this cleanup, and the rest of the people will carry out the execution in accordance with the designated areas. The execution of every traitor must be completed as soon as possible."

"Yes."

All members of the action team responded.

After waving off his men, Gin put away his beloved gun. Belmode, who was leaning on the back of his chair, straightened up and thought of Scotland who finally walked out. His eyes flashed with the mysterious look of the Thousand-Faced Witch:

"The bait has been put out, and it's up to you next."

Gin raised his hand to straighten his hat and did not respond to Belmod's words. Then, Belmod's next words made Gin pause.

"When did you side with whiskey?"

A sneer came from Gin's throat, standing on Whiskey's side, that madman, but standing on the edge of the abyss, he didn't need any accomplices. He looked at Belmod and did not answer directly, but said something equally meaningful.

"Perhaps it was when you saw your angels?"

Belmod's face instantly turned cold. He looked at Gin who turned around and left after speaking. A murderous intent flashed through his eyes and was quickly buried.

Gin, he knows! In other words, he no longer hides his knowledge.

Whiskey, you have really played a big game of chess in the past ten years. Even Gin was attracted by you and stood by your side.

What exactly do you want to do?

A touch of helpless coldness made Belmod's whole body devoid of any vitality.

As Gin walked out of the door, he felt a flash of murderous intent behind him and continued to walk toward the base entrance with disdain.

Belmod is just a nightingale with its wings clipped and locked in a cage. For the sake of her two angels, she could only unleash murderous intent on him.

He has never stood on Whiskey's side. Now he just doesn't want to watch Rum continue to step on his head and is temporarily ignoring the development of the matter.

I hope that Belmode will be wiser, take good care of her two angels, and participate in the next few dramas peacefully. Otherwise, don't blame him for snuffing out her light with his own hands.

As for the FBI, let him come and see for himself whether Akai Shuichi is dead or not. If he is not dead, then he will personally send him on his way.

...

Tokyo Miwa Central Hospital

Shui Wulian, who came to the hospital for a review, looked at the worried Mao Lilan and stopped.

"Ms. Lan, what are you doing?"

Mao Lilan, who recognized Rena Mizuki and understood her true identity, still treated her as a friend and treated her as before, showing a slight smile:

"Miss Mizuwu, it's Conan's good friend Xiao Ai who is sick and has a fever. I took her to the hospital to get fluids. Miss Mizuwu, what's wrong with your right hand?"

Mizuno Reina, who had a bandage on her right hand, said a little embarrassedly

"Some time ago, while riding my bicycle, I accidentally tripped over an uncovered manhole cover and fell. I was unlucky and broke my right hand. I am here for a review today."

"Oh, that's really unfortunate. I won't delay you, Miss Shuiwu. You can go and check first. I also have to go and see how the potions are doing at Xiao Ai's place."

"Okay, Miss Lan, go quickly. The sick child cannot be without someone."

The two chatted with each other for a few more words, watching Xiaolan hurriedly go to the children's infusion ward, and then Shui Wulian went to register with the doctor for review.

After being re-examined by the doctor and told that she was in good condition, Rena Mizuna had just walked out of the specialist clinic and was going to the children's infusion ward to check on Maorilan's condition.

As a result, just halfway through, two voices from behind attracted her attention.

"Eh? Haven't the police found out the identity of the unconscious man yet?"

A soft voice asked in a low voice, and then a sweet and lively voice replied:

"No, the man was seriously injured. He must have been robbed. There were stab wounds all over his body. The police found a USB flash drive on him, but they didn't find any other identification documents."

"By the way, that USB flash drive is so special."

"Yes, yes, the black metal USB flash drive is actually printed with a crow pattern, so cool."

"Yes, yes."

……

……

Keenly catching the word "crow", Shuiwu Reina immediately turned around naturally and followed the two hospital nurses not far or near.

On the USB flash drive with a crow pattern, Reina Mizuno, who also received the news of the fatwa issued by Gin in the organization, the first thing that came to mind was the SS-class key stolen by the traitor.

As an intelligence officer under Rum, Reina Mizuno is also very aware of the status of the SS-level key. This key represents Rum's authority. With it, you can easily know the information about the undercover agents sent by the organization. , find undercover agents lurking in all walks of life and even government organizations.

This temptation is quite great for Keir.

During the last high seas operation, she was accidentally blocked by the FBI during her final retreat. While escaping and jumping into the sea, she was hit by a big fish that suddenly jumped out of the sea. Shui Wulian had a broken bone in her right hand. She suddenly felt that her injury was worth it. .

Thinking about how to confirm whether what the nurse said was the key she was looking for, when she saw the two nurses walking towards the elevator, Mizuno Reina naturally turned around and left.

The unlucky middle-aged man who was sent to the hospital last night and was suspected of being robbed at knifepoint did not have any identification documents on him. He is still in a coma. He only has a smashed mobile phone that cannot be turned on, and a ring with a crow engraved on it. Patterned black metal USB flash drive.

Because the patient's identity is unknown and he is unconscious, he is currently lying in the ward waiting to wake up. As for his personal belongings, the nurse in the nursing department locked them in the patient belongings locker.

The key was handed over to the head nurse, and the items were returned when the patient regained consciousness.

After following along and getting a general understanding of the information, Mizuno Reina was going to go back and change her clothes, and then come back to investigate more carefully.

When Shui Wu Lina turned around and left, she entered the two nurses in the elevator. The nurse who spoke softly and quietly inadvertently glanced at Shui Wu Lina's back, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised by the mask. radian.