Stand-in messenger at the winery

Sha Luo signed all the cards that needed to be signed almost before the deadline.

Carefully placing the last card on a high stack, she emptied into the couch, which also meant her short vacation was over.

At hand is the script that she has read several times. She circled the part she wanted to modify with a red pen, and then wrote her thoughts on the sidebar. At that time, the script will be sent to Hoshino Publishing House together with the signature card go.

"Countreau, are you done with your affairs?" Belmode called just in time, "Is there any news about Shirley?"

"I haven't met anyone similar to Shirley," Sharo turned over on the sofa, "I have already hid in the homes of people who have nothing to do with the organization, and released my own news."

"You know, if she's still alive, she won't come looking for me. And the fact is that even Vengley's people found me, but Shirley didn't show up."

"But it can't be taken as evidence." Belmode's voice became much hoarse, "You just wait passively, Cointreau, you can't keep procrastinating."

"But now we don't have a clue, do we?" Sha Luo asked, "Even if we want to take the initiative, we don't know where to start."

"You have always been very good at talking," Belmode did not continue, but staggered the topic, "Pisco is dead, you know?"

"I know." It was Gin who killed him... I'm afraid Ireland will go to find Gin's trouble, Shaluo thought to himself.

"Part of the funds he was in charge of before is broken. Since you can't find Shirley's clues... then take over part of his work."

"Where?"

"Yokohama," Belmode chuckled, "In three days' time, a large cargo ship will arrive at the port, which will contain foreign cars, part of the munitions purchased..., and an Apache helicopter."

"Apache!" Sharo sighed inexplicably, "Is the organization going to fight the Self-Defense Forces?"

"Just in case you need it. By the way, you still have your old partner Bourbon on this mission. Are you happy?"

Sha Luo was slightly startled, "I thought I was still missing?"

"It doesn't matter." Belmode glanced at the dark night outside, "You only need to do things for the organization."

After hanging up the phone, Sha Luo's expression was not good. Even the armed helicopters can be bought, and the power of the organization has undoubtedly grown further.

Especially after Shirley's defection, the large amount of research funds previously signed to the laboratory were used in other areas, and this "purchasing" is also one of the manifestations.

When she is restless, she will open the formula book to have a look. In the senior management of the organization, except Belmode and the boss, she has almost collected the information of everyone else. Of course, what she has to complain about is the undercover agent in the organization. More than she imagined, the FBI, CIA, Japanese police, CSIS, BND, and MI6 were literally collecting stamps.

These are just high-level people. She can't imagine how many people are at the grass-roots level. It seems that the organization is now attracting attention.

No wonder people in the organization now say it’s hard to get ahead. Even her code name was so troublesome back then. After all, there are so many “talents” from various countries. It’s not difficult for ordinary people to climb up. You know, not everyone can have gin Be a teacher.

On the highway heading for Yokohama, Sara thought so, and turned the steering wheel to a small road next to the checkpoint. She didn't want to be caught by the port Mafia before entering Yokohama.

Hey, she didn't do anything bad, but she wanted to act like a thief. She turned on the stereo and headlights, and drove on the concrete road overgrown with weeds. Now the most wanted list in the port Mafia seems to be "White Tiger", I heard it is Osamu Dazai The younger generation... After thinking about the appearance of that white-haired boy, Shaluo suddenly realized something.

"That guy Dazai, isn't he asking his juniors to give him a bag?" She believes that the most wanted person in Mafia at the port must be the former cadre, "See if I can talk to Mori Ogai and remove my wanted list Come down..." Speeding up the horsepower and driving across a small bridge, Shaluo sighed helplessly as he felt the bumps of the car.

"Miss Cointreau." Arriving at the hotel under the name of the organization, there was already someone waiting there. The person was wearing a waiter's uniform similar to a bartender, with his hair combed back shiny, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Pushing the dark brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, Shaluo stepped out of the sports car in five-centimeter high heels, and casually threw the key to the waiter, "Send it for me to be cleaned." Damn country roads and pools.

"Yes." He caught the key, turned around and handed it to another waiter who trotted up, "Please let me take you upstairs."

"Yes." When Sha Luo walked into the hotel, the guests in the lobby stopped talking and looked at the customer accompanied by the manager himself.

"Is that the legendary high-level man?" "I can't tell, he's too young."... There were constant whispers. This was because most of the people in this hotel were gangsters, and they might have cooperated with the organization. Or they came here to have fun, and some just fancy the security guard of this hotel. Most of them know this powerful manager, and they secretly guess the reason why he is so respectful.

This is the only hotel in Yokohama not controlled by Port Mafia, and no one knows why.

However, the manager knew that it was all because of the young woman in front of her, the organization's high-ranking officer Cointreau, and the port Mafia's wanted list was scary, but it was also for ordinary people. For her level, the wanted list got closer Before, the more it shows how powerful she is, not to mention that the port Mafia is marked as only alive.

This also means "no one else can trouble her in Yokohama except Port Mafia".

Shaluo's gilded rose-colored lips were slightly pursed, and she looked a bit off-limits to strangers. The smoky blue tulle wrapped around her shoulders, and the dark long skirt hugged her body curve all the way, and suddenly slipped at her knees. Scattered, rippling with her footsteps, the thin silver thread on the skirt is like an embroidery pattern of stars, the long curly hair is tied into a small black top hat decorated with silk flowers and pearls, only a few drops on the left side strands of hair.

She also painted a few moles on the corners of her lips and eyes with an eyebrow pencil, which made her look much more charming, but her danger did not decrease but increased.

When she walked into the room, she took off her sunglasses, revealing her violet eyes, and the manager just glanced at her before lowering her head.

Legend has it that Cointreau's eyes can see through all secrets and even predict the future. Even though those eyes are also hailed as the treasures of angels, he still dare not look directly at them.

He said he was an angel, but he was actually a devil in skin. His eyes were fixed on the pattern of the blanket on the floor, and he led the distinguished guest to the elevator according to his body's memory.

When we arrived in the elevator, the rustling sound outside disappeared. The manager lowered his head and reported to Shaluo, "The son of the second in command of 'strain', the third in command of 'Yin Blade', and the son of the 'KK Chamber of Commerce' were outside." The person in charge of the United States...Among them, the guns and ammunition in our cargo this time are all provided by Yinblade, and the ships responsible for the transportation are from the KK Chamber of Commerce."

Sha Luo glanced at him, "It sounds like you've already arranged everything in order, what's the use of me here?"

"Don't dare!" The glasses manager quickly expressed his position, "To tell you the truth, the organization in Yokohama has been beaten by the port Mafia recently, but our goods have left the port before this, and this time I invite you to come here to protect Goods delivered safely."

"That's it..." However, Shaluo understood that he was sent here mainly for that - the Apache gunship.

It looks like the manager didn't know about it.

"Give me the room card." Sha Luo took the three room cards handed over by the manager, "You can leave now."

"Yes." The elevator stopped, and the manager bowed to Sha Luo outside the door until the elevator door was completely closed.

The three room cards given by the manager were a suite on the top floor and two rooms in the same location but one floor lower.

Sha Luo went to the suite on the top floor first, called room service with the phone in the suite, then turned around and left, and stayed in the single room downstairs.

The safe in the room was closed, and she typed in seven 7s, and the door opened, revealing two gleaming silver Burrley Taurus guns and a box of ammunition, as well as a stun bomb, a □, a bulletproof vest, a lady's suit and a wad of cash.

Considering it well, Shaluo smiled, unzipped the zipper on the back, and the expensive long skirt fell to the ground. After taking off the rather heavy top hat, the black hair flowed out like a liberated waterfall. And down, has been hanging to the buttocks.

This is because she didn't cut it during her recuperation period, but it would be troublesome to re-dye it every time. She put on a bulletproof vest and the same black lady's suit. The fabric was unexpectedly elastic, and she tried to raise her legs After making a note, she nodded in satisfaction.

The gun was worn on the side of the waist, and once the suit jacket was covered, no traces could be seen. After calculating the time, it was time for room service. She jumped up to the railing of the open-air balcony, borrowed the water pipe next to it, and finally landed firmly on the On the open-air balcony of the rooftop suite.

"Ding dong, ding dong." The room bell rang just right, and Shaluo drew out a gun, hid it behind the door, and then opened the door lock.

The first to come in was the dining car, with food covered by spherical dinner plates on it, the rollers were silent on the thick carpet, and the waiter who delivered the food did not make a sound, and then the hands in white gloves... The sound of the gun being loaded was especially crisp, and before the waiter could move, Sha Luo took the lead in putting the muzzle of the gun on his temple!

"Take off your hat," she said, squinting. "Another hand up!"

The man suddenly showed a smile, stretched out his hand slowly, and suddenly grabbed her muzzle under Sha Luo's gaze!The bullet hit the ceiling, and he took off the waiter's hat with his other hand, "Long time no see, Cointreau."

He turned out to be Bourbon!Bourbon's smile at this time was also very peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

"You bastard..." Sha Luo stared at him, his nervous heartbeat calmed down, "I can't see that you like courting death."

"I'm just looking for an unobtrusive way to join you." Bourbon looked at this somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar woman, with mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, but he didn't reveal anything on the surface, "This mission is very important. Isn't it?"

"I hope so." Shaluo pushed him away, walked out the door, and found the waiter who had been knocked unconscious by Bourbon at the stairway. He just took a look and found the problem!

There is no such face in the hotel personnel list!Sharma, who had absolute confidence in her own memory, reacted immediately.

"Did you check what's on the plate?" If the waiter wasn't the one with the high force value, then the problem was what was delivered.

"It's all normal food." Bourbon replied, but Sharo still opened one by one, as if looking for something.

She quickly found that special thing - a lemon.

"Is there something wrong with this lemon?" Bourbon asked, looking at the fruit that was still exuding fragrance.

"Of course..." Sharo said in a deep voice, "Kijiro Kajii, a member of the Port Mafia," she ran towards the balcony, and Bourbon followed closely, "His superpower is——"

In the light of the fire, Shaluo jumped down, but Bourbon, who started tomorrow night, had already settled down on the balcony downstairs, not only that, but still had enough strength to catch her, "Lemon bomb." She finished the last sentence talk.

"That's true," exclaimed Bourbon, listening to the activated alarm, "it's incredible."

"The pursuit of Mafia at the port came faster than I thought." Sharo closed the window. "The door of the next room is stuck on the table. There should be weapons and equipment in the safe there."

"how about you?"

"Me? I'm fine, it's just Mori Ogai saying hello to me," Sharo patted the ashes on his body, "I came to Yokohama with great fanfare, and I always want to show some face to Mafia at the port."

It's just that she thought that Mafia at the port would at least confirm which room she was in before making a move, but she didn't expect to be so reckless.

Is this why Osamu Dazai left?