In the end everyone betrayed the winery

After a few minutes, when Lafite guessed that Gin had calmed down, he knocked on Gin's door and asked, "You haven't told me, why did you get so seriously injured all of a sudden?"

The people in the room were silent, and Lafite waited patiently outside.

When he counted to 120 seconds, a voice finally came from the room.

"It's probably the FBI or the CIA." Gin said through gritted teeth, "I suspect there are undercover agents in the organization."

"OK, I'll take care of it, you can rest assured." Just when Lafite was about to turn around and leave to help Gin find a place, Gin spoke again.

"I'll handle it myself."

"Really don't want to help?" Lafite asked.

"No need." Gin gritted his teeth.

"All right, all right, you really have a bad temper." Lafite complained, with a tone that if I hadn't tolerated you, no one would like you.

"Shut up!" Gin seemed to be silent in the room because of Lafite's brazenness, and it took a long time before he broke out into a suppressed growl.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, you take care of your wounds, I'll help you with the tasks during this time." Lafite slipped away before Gin Jiu ran out of the room to beat him.

In the next period of time, Lafite really became busy, he accepted all the tasks of the injured Gin except for the task of finding out the undercover that Gin asked him not to do.

Although he felt that Gin was not easy, Lafite decided to continue to work hard to train talents to help Gin, rather than sharing his work after he recovered from his injury.

Most of the work was done by Gin alone, and Lafite completed this part first. These tasks were not too difficult, and he did it very quickly.

The remaining few missions require cooperation, and the assignments written on the mission list include Ley and Scotland.

It's these two again.

Lafite thought about it, it seems that these two people are the subordinates that Gin has valued recently.

He decided to treat them both well.

In fact, he suspected that one of these two people was an undercover agent.

The last time he saw these two people before, although the task related to the congressman that the two of them went to carry out was successful, but not long after that, the congressman was exposed to have a problem with his personal morality and resigned.

All the actions of the organization against him were in vain.

Others' attitude towards this matter was that it might be a coincidence. After all, if the congressman hadn't had a problem with his personal morality, how could he be approached by the organization?

His personal morality problem is the handle of the organization to control him.Since there are problems in the first place, it is normal for them to be exposed by the media.

But Lafite suspects that there is an undercover agent.

Anyone who comes into contact with this mission is likely to be an undercover agent.

Including Scotland and Ley in front of him, of course, it is more likely to be someone from the Intelligence Department. After all, this kind of work related to intimidating and luring important personnel has always been done by the Intelligence Department. This time it was only because the congressman was rebellious. Only then did the Operations Department help.

In short, he didn't trust them very much. Lafite, who still had doubts in his heart, greeted them happily as he did the last time he met them: "Yo~Lye, Scotland~"

"Cinzano?" It took Lai a few seconds to remember the code name that Lafite used last time.

Lafite was also stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses, he shook his head: "I'm Medoc, really."

It means that the person last time was indeed not Médoc.Scotland and Ley looked at each other, each thinking.

The two of them already knew each other's identity.

About a year ago, when Scotland was about to be exposed, he was going to commit suicide, but it was Ley who found him first.

Ley said one second before he committed suicide that he knew his identity and revealed his identity-although he said he was the CIA.

This unexpected news caused Scotland to shoot the bullet in his chest and miss it.

Scotland was very flustered at the time. He thought that since Ley could recognize his identity, he might have been exposed, so he told Ley not to save him.

Ley told him not to worry. He said that he began to doubt him because of the task of the congressman a year ago.Because Ley also planned to disclose the news to the Japanese side at the beginning, but because he felt that this matter was too dangerous and could easily lead to his identity being exposed, he did not do it.But because he also thought about this matter, when the congressman took the blame and resigned, he immediately began to doubt Scotland, who was also performing tasks at the same time.

After suspecting Scotland, he immediately began to observe, and finally confirmed Scotland's identity.

Ley said that he had doubts from the beginning, and then he was sure after a long period of observation, so that Scotland need not worry.

With the help of Ley and Bourbon, Scotland successfully erased his doubts, and made up a reasonable reason for the injury, and regained the trust of the organization after the injury.

It's just... Bourbon, who was also an undercover agent for the Japanese police, saw Ley and the injured Scotland. Scotland couldn't tell Bourbon the truth because of protecting Ley's identity. He could only let Bourbon try his best to collect Ley. For the crimes, he intends to imprison the other party for hundreds of years for life after the organization is brought to justice.

The incident amused him a little, but he didn't intend to stop it.

After all, Bourbon is also a police officer. Scotland believes in his sense of justice and will not fabricate evidence.Besides, if Bourbon discovered his true identity through gathering information on Ley, he would definitely not say anything.

It is also beneficial for Ley and Bourbon to be enemies to each other. After all, if they are both undercover agents, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for the two of them to lay hands on each other.If you don't plan well, if one of the two of them is exposed one day, the identity as an enemy will make the other person safer.

"What's the mission this time?" Lafite sat in the co-pilot, driving the vodka that Gin lent him.

Although I still have doubts about why this mission suddenly changed my friendship to this one, I don’t know who it is, but it must be a fake Medoc person, but since vodka is there, Gin must be aware of it.

"A meeting with Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, the leader of the foreign superhuman organization [combination]." Scotland was about to answer but was preempted by Vodka.

Looking at the rare vodka that can be regarded as "flattering" with a little surprise, Scotland shut up.

He still has doubts in his heart. Except for Gin, Vodka's attitude towards other people is not false. In the black organization, Vodka can be regarded as a "good guy". Everyone outside is always taciturn.

So who is this man who calls himself the Médoc?

"A person with supernatural abilities?" Lafite thought, the name sounded familiar.

"Splendid Gatsby?" he murmured, attracting Scotland's attention.

what is that?Scotland and Ley began to think.

And Lafite has already confirmed that this person named Fitzgerald is the author of "Gorgeous Gatsby".

He's really a writer from another world, he's already running to become a mafia in this world

"The group asked us to meet outside Yokohama." Vodka continued.

And why do writers from different worlds always love to go to Yokohama?

"Why Yokohama again?" Lafite asked.

"Yokohama is an autonomous port. Foreigners with supernatural powers need to go through government approval if they want to enter Japan through places other than Yokohama. The procedure is cumbersome. Only Yokohama doesn't need it." The explanation this time was Scotland.Ley is an American, so he doesn't know much about Japan's relevant regulations. Vodka is Japanese, and he will not be restricted by this regulation even if he travels around the country every day. He ran to report, so he didn't know about this rule.

Only Scotland, as a serious civil servant who went to the police school and was admitted to the public security, understood this unpopular law because of the exam.

However, this regulation is almost non-existent, because foreign superpowers will not report at all if they want to enter Japan. When there was no special regulation on Yokohama at the beginning, no one has ever followed the rules and came to report. I am a superhuman.

Later, I don’t know who from the government found that most of the superhumans went to Yokohama after entering Japan, so they introduced this Yokohama exception to the regulations on superhumans. Although it is still useless, at least it violates the regulations. There are fewer people, and the government's face is back.

Lafite nodded, understood.

Most people with supernatural powers are very powerful, which determines that they will start to despise laws and regulations after discovering their abilities, and it is normal to not abide by the regulations.

However, Fitzgerald is one of the richest people in the United States on the bright side, because many of his industries are closely related to ordinary people, and he has too many handles on the bright side. The restrictions on his property by the matter--although Fitzgerald was not afraid of this, it was after all a completely avoidable trouble.

So Fitzgerald entered Japan from Yokohama in compliance with the laws and regulations. He didn't even enter Japan, but stayed in the sea off Yokohama.

Lafite boarded Fitzgerald's yacht together with the three attendants behind him.

Fitzgerald is a man who doesn't look too young. It may be because Caucasians age quickly. He should be about 30 years old, but Fitzgerald has wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Lafite and Fitzgerald flirted with each other for a while, and Fitzgerald finally revealed his real purpose.

"I heard that your organization has developed a drug?" Fitzgerald arrogantly leaned against the railing of the yacht while holding a wine glass.

"Why?" Lafite glanced at the fine lines at the corners of Fitzgerald's eyes, "Do you want to rejuvenate?"

"Cough." Fitzgerald choked on his drink.

He coughed violently several times before returning to normal, with a smile of "if I didn't ask you, I would kill you" on his face, Fitzgerald said: "Thank you, but I and my The wife is very affectionate. We have a lovely daughter, but she is sick, and I heard that your organization is very good at medicine..."

"Okay." Lafite didn't mind being a favor, since the scientific research department was not his anyway.

"I don't hold out much hope for this," Fitzgerald said suddenly. "I've been to many, many doctors, and they all say that unless a miracle happens, my daughter..."

Fitzgerald looked straight at Lafite: "The purpose of my finding your organization this time was not just to seek medical help. I heard that your organization had a person named【 Miracle]'s ability user."