When he woke up, Brandy found that things had changed in the organization.

He checked the time on his phone, then looked at the large number of unread emails that had appeared in his mobile mailbox overnight, as well as the explosive growth in the number of active discussions on the organization's gossip forum.

He turned his head to look at Hennessy, whose eyes were a little swollen, obviously he had been up all night:

"I should have just slept for one night, right? Why is it so lively all of a sudden?"

"Could it be... that Rum is dead?"

Brandy's face showed excitement and his eyes lit up instantly, without any trace of the drowsiness that he had felt when Hennessy forcibly dragged him out of bed.

Having said that, without waiting for Hennessy's reply, Brandy excitedly opened the organization forum which was still popping up new messages.

But then, the smile on his face stopped abruptly, and Brandy, who was originally slumped in the swing rocking chair, suddenly jumped up from the rocking chair.

With a "bang", Brandy, who was in a trance, had a trembling hand and the phone hit the back of his foot, which was only wearing slippers.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about the pain.

After quickly bending down to pick up the phone from the ground, Brandy stared at the content of the forum on the phone in disbelief and looked at it for a long time.

Finally, he looked up at Hennessy with a dreamy look on his face:

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Champagne is dead! Whiskey is dead!

Brandy, who passively faced these two terrifying knowledge points, looked at Hennessy's silent and serious expression, blinked, and blinked again.

After enduring for a long time, I finally couldn't help it:

"No, has Whiskey finally gone mad? He actually went to kill Champagne first. If he really wants to kill someone, Rum should be the first choice..."

Accompanied by the sound of "pattering" footsteps, Brandy walked around in circles on the swing chair in slippers, mumbling all kinds of things to herself.

Hennessy's eyes hurt from the shaking.

However, he did not stop Brandy.

Instead, he waited until Brandy sat back in the rocking chair, holding his phone and continuing to read the emails sent to him by others and the hot posts on the forum, and then he briefly explained the whole story.

And corrected the inappropriate use of the word brandy:

"It is not yet confirmed whether Champagne is dead or alive."

However, Rum has been behind this narrative.

In other words, the reason why the organization forum is so lively nowadays and the relevant news can spread so quickly to everyone and cause a sensation is all due to Rum's manipulation.

As for the purpose, Brandy looked at the forum posts that vaguely referred to Whiskey, as well as the old stories that were dug up about Whiskey killing members of the organization and disobeying Mr.'s orders.

Even a mute knows that rum is aimed at whiskey.

If most people were not afraid of Whiskey's ruthless methods and the terrible reputation built up with countless blood, the public opinion in the forum would probably develop in an extremely bad direction.

Brandy saw that Rum was going to use human words to make the gentleman realize that Whiskey was uncontrollable, thereby increasing the punishment on Whiskey.

However, as he watched, he always felt that something was not right.

Brandy didn't know what was wrong for a moment. After reading all the unread emails, he thought for a while and asked:

"Can you find out about Whiskey now?"

Hennessy shook his head.

Over the years, Whiskey's whereabouts have always been extremely secretive, just like their boss. As long as he doesn't want to show up, no one knows where he is.

"Forget it, let's wait and see the results of the treatment from the gentleman."

Brandy wasn't sure how deep the water was. After thinking about it, he decided to wait for Karasuma Renya to reveal his attitude before considering whether to do anything.

Hennessy nodded in agreement:

"This matter has caused such a big stir in the organization, I think the gentleman will deal with it quickly."

After all, it involves two core cadres, especially Whiskey. These days, everyone in the organization knows that the equipment group from top to bottom, especially the middle and senior code members, are almost all Whiskey's diehard fans.

If Whiskey pointed at a hundred-meter-high cliff and said to jump down, the group of people would rush to jump down in the next second without hesitation for even a second.

If we don't give a quick answer, half of the people in the equipment group will probably go and fight with the intelligence group and the direct team, and the other half will form a group to assassinate Rum tonight.

At this time, Neon has quite a few elite equipment groups.

In fact,

Before it even got dark, some people were already eager to pick up sniper rifles and snipe Rum.

In an ordinary hospital in Tokyo,

Toru Amuro looked at the man who stood up with a stern face, intending to pick up a sniper rifle. It seemed that he was about to shoot Rum on the spot in the next second, and he just felt a headache.

"Xiang, calm down first."

"No need, I'm calm now. Bourbon, let go of your hand immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for hitting you."

With his wrist grabbed, Hibiki looked at Amuro Toru with a bad look on his face:

"Although I may not be able to beat you normally, you are injured now, and the gunshot wound is in your waist and abdomen. If we really fight, I will definitely beat you."

Considering that they had been partners for quite some time and were colleagues in the same department, Xiang did not take action immediately.

But Amuro Toru knew clearly that Xiang's politeness only extended to this point. If he didn't let go, the brat would probably start fighting with him in the ward in the next second.

However, letting go is impossible.

Toru Amuro could fully foresee that if he let this brat out, it would not matter whether he could find Rum or not, and whether he would cause harm to Rum and other intelligence members in the organization.

When Whiskey finds out, he will definitely vent his anger on him.

So, Amuro Toru tightened his grip on Xiang's wrist and advised:

"Xiang, now is not the time to act on impulse."

"The situation on your side is not good right now. If you attack Rum or other members of the intelligence team at this time, and that gentleman hears about it, your situation will probably get even worse."

"Besides, Rum is always better at hiding than a rabbit and never shows his true face to others."

"Calm down first..."

After hearing all this, Xiang became impatient and stubbornly retorted:

"Then kill all those people. If they are all dead, they won't complain to the master."

After hearing this, Toru Amuro, who had said a lot, suddenly felt a lump in his chest, unable to go up or down.

This little bear cub is obedient and only listens to what he likes to hear. He said so much, but just hearing this one sentence, someone will complain, right?

And you killed them all. Why didn't you say to kill that gentleman as well?

Amuro was so angry that he almost said this out loud, but when he thought that Xiang might think what he said made sense after hearing it, he immediately swallowed the words back.

Trying to put on a friendly smile, Amuro Toru advised in a gentle but sincere tone:

“Xiang, even if you can really kill Rum and the others, you can’t help the master. There are countless people in the organization who want to bring the master down.

Once Rum dies, even if there is no evidence to prove that it was you who did it, they will try their best to frame the crime on you, my Lord."

"Xiang, sometimes, if you want to wrongly accuse someone, you don't need any evidence."

Amuro Toru looked intently into Hibiki's eyes.

Xiang was stunned, and the resistance in his hands immediately relaxed. Amuro Toru also loosened his hands soon after.

"Now, what we have to do is wait for instructions from the master."

“Everything you see, hear and understand now is operated and instigated by Rum.

He is now eager for you to do something to him, so that he can use the identity of the victim to throw dirty water on the adults.

In this way, the adults’ situation will become even more dangerous.”

Toru Amuro broke it apart bit by bit, crushed it and analyzed it with Xiang. Xiang listened, but he didn't want to just wait like that. He hated the feeling of waiting.

In the slums, waiting is a word associated with death.

Besides, if we do nothing now, won’t we be slandered by Rum?

As soon as Xiang raised his eyes, Amuro Toru immediately reached out and firmly grasped Xiang's wrist again:

"Of course it doesn't mean you have to do nothing but wait. But you, a child who has not yet reached adulthood, don't worry about what's going to happen next. There are other people in the equipment team. We will find a way."

"If anything happens to you, the adults will find out and they will skin me alive."

So behave yourself, little bastard.

Toru Amuro couldn't help but grit his teeth, wondering if Whiskey had expected this to happen, so he sent Hibiki to escort him and Masahiko Sanada.

Toru Amuro persuaded again and again, using almost all his patience in his life, and quickly informed Crown and others of the news.

By the time Xiang finally calmed down, Toru Amuro's voice was almost hoarse.

After discussing the case with the Kanagawa police, the lawyer pushed open the door of the single room and saw Hibiki pouring water for Amuro Toru.

While sighing at the deep love between brothers, he walked to Toru Amuro's bedside.

After saying that he had submitted relevant evidence and applied to withdraw the wanted warrant for Toru Amuro, the lawyer talked to the two brothers about the latest developments in the disappearance of Yuki Sanada.

"Five minutes ago, Superintendent Sanada woke up. After the doctor's diagnosis, the poison she had been poisoned with has been eliminated.

According to the police's assessment of the traces at the scene, Iris and his partner may have suddenly fallen out for some reason, and the two sides fought each other. In the end, although Iris successfully killed his partner, he was also seriously injured.

So, after passers-by noticed something was wrong and called the police, the seriously injured Iris fled in a hurry without paying attention to Officer Shimazu and Inspector Sanada.

Amuro Toru showed a happy expression when he heard this:

"Very good."

But in fact, he only believed half of what the lawyer said.

He believed that Yuki Sanada and Minako Sanada were safe now, but as for Iris's escape with serious injuries, Toru Amuro believed that Iris had fallen into Whiskey's hands.

Even if Iris could go to heaven and hell, Whiskey could never let the person who hurt his mother live to see the next day's sun.

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