Vest life from scratch

After digging through the organization all the time, Sake still couldn't figure out what the virus was.

He shared all the information he could gather with Chacha and the fraudster, hoping that they would give him a little clue to continue the investigation.

Chacha recalled for a while: "It seems that such a thing happened, but I don't remember it clearly."

The fraudster's tone was quite calm: "I hadn't come to this world at that time, so of course I didn't understand it at all."

Barcelo thought carefully for a moment: "Are there any clues in the public security database?"

Sake shook his head: "I've looked through the records of the Japanese Public Security Bureau and Metropolitan Police Department, not to mention any clues, not even a record of this incident, it is likely that they know something inside, but they can't make it public, even the electronic version Neither can be saved."

The fraud master suddenly had an idea when he heard the words: "Someone realized the suppression of the technology tree between different worlds, so they simply blocked the electronic intelligence?"

"...It makes sense." Sake suddenly realized and typed a few times on the keyboard, "But I can only give up, unless you order me to use my ability again, and let the official who knows the truth voluntarily cancel this news blockade."

"I see, you don't need to worry about this anymore." Chacha obviously has no interest in doing so, "I just found something very interesting in the organization's information, and I need to compare it as soon as possible. The fraudster on your side How is the data collection going?"

"Of course everything went well." The fraud master smiled, "I will give you the information tomorrow."

Since Chacha said that he didn't need to worry about it anymore, and he didn't seem to plan to arrange other tasks, Sake closed the search interface: "If you have a task, tell me earlier, I plan to live in the laboratory recently, and concentrate on the research of the other world— —that’s what you call putting on a good show.”

"There is no task right now." Chacha thought for a while, resting her chin, "I will call you if there is a task in the future."

His tone sounded very easy-going, but with a sense of seriousness that can be understood by sake: "If you can't finish it, you will die."

demon!demon! !

Sake accepted his fate with tears in his eyes: "...Yes, I understand."

The fraudster slapped the table hard and laughed.

"Hahahaha—ah, that's right." After laughing, the fraud master barely held back his smile and said, "Since you are not interested in that guy named Ley, chief, let me have fun with him."

"...Why do you ask for my opinion on this kind of thing?"

"It's just that it's not good to attack your family members casually. Since you don't care, I can rest assured."

Sake meant to light a candle for Hideo Akai.

The next day, the fraudster bypassed the bodyguard circle outside the main entrance, the rose garden with hidden murderous intentions, and the electronic anti-theft device under Bai Chuanmo's cloth without anyone noticing, leaving a thick stack of documents On the coffee table in the living room.

Scotland, who was the first to discover this stack of information, checked the surveillance with authority, and fell into contemplation of the smiling masked man who appeared gracefully in the surveillance screen.

Reason told him that he shouldn't be interested in this.

But in case these materials——are so important that if they can be obtained, it doesn't matter if they reveal their identities.

Scotland:"……"

It's really hard to choose.

"You can read the information if you want." Barcelo appeared in the living room at some point, "Since it will be placed there, it means that this is not something worthy of attention."

"..."

"Master Apple Cider is not someone who will bother to calculate. In his eyes, value and value need to match."

Barcelo warned the former juniors.

"In his eyes, there is no need to waste time and energy on things of no value; but in his eyes, things of value are worth doing for her willingly."

Scotland continued to remain silent on Barcelo's words.

"If this document is really important, it will be put directly in the safe." Barcelo put his hand on Scotland's shoulder lightly, "The choice of this location has nothing to do with the character of the person who put it Nothing, just because if it didn't show up in the safe, he'd be killed by Lord Cider."

"Think carefully about where you should be placed."

...is this a threat?

No, no malice, this is a warning.

Sake once told him: "Be an interesting person who sticks to your heart."

Barceló now admonishes him: "Be a man of value."

That is to say-

At least in the eyes of Chacha, "being able to stick to the fun of the heart" is the most important "existence value".

Those who have no value but want to stay by his side.

They will all be killed without discrimination.

Barcelo left the living room after admonishing him. Before he left, he asked Scotland if he wanted to read the materials in a friendly manner. After getting a negative answer, he raised his eyebrows and walked to the second floor with the materials.

Scotland sighed.

He really didn't know how to get along with Barcelo—he really admired the other party's courage to go to the bottom of the boat and choose to betray the police in order to protect the secret information of the police.

If he faced that kind of situation, probably he could only think of death.

Barcelo: "Ah Choo."

Noticing the gaze from Chacha who opened the file, his face was tinged with helplessness: "...Don't look at me with the gaze that dead people can catch a cold. I didn't die or catch a cold. I just felt that someone was complaining I."

"You are getting more and more courageous." Chacha said.

"Don't you like it?"

Chacha didn't answer this rhetorical question, his gaze vaguely fell on a certain document in his hand, as if he was staring at something in the past through the document.

Barcelo walked upright behind him and glanced at the contents of the information.

Polnareff.

(intermittent recording)

Confirmed dead in Rome, Italy.

"...Your courage is really getting bigger and bigger." Chacha's eyes were empty when he spoke, and his slightly drooping eyelashes made his expression look a little sad, "I'm going to Italy."

He paused, then repeated, emphatically, "I have to go to Italy."

Barcelo naturally proposed: "I will go with you."

In the past, Chacha often rejected his peers when he went abroad to do missions, but from the moment he agreed to join the parliament, Chacha never rejected any of his peer applications.

Only then did he realize how unbelievably Chacha's tolerance for his real companions had reached.

However, this time he was rejected.

"You stay here, and I'll take Belmode over there." Chacha's tone was undeniable, "Monitor the movement of the organization well, what I did in Italy this time cannot be known by anyone, and you are allowed to use Bai Chuanmo and The ability of a fraudster."

He didn't give any explanation on what he was going to do, he just calmed Barcelo with one sentence: "I only trust you in this matter."

I only trust you.

——I can't resist those words at all.

One day later, Chacha and Belmode, who was urgently transferred back to him, went to Rome, Italy, to discuss cooperation with the secretary of the passionate leader of the Italian gang...

For this they need to live in Italy for one and a half years.

At the same time, Barcelo also began his own year-and-a-half-long cover job.

Barcello, who was so busy that he wanted to use the cat's paw, naturally relaxed his care of Scotland, so it was not until nearly a year later, after Scotland's undercover identity was exposed and resulted in his death, that he suddenly realized that he seemed to be going to rescue him. .

Barcelo: "..."

He stared at the report sent to the computer, his brain froze, and he was forced to think about his life for a few minutes.

Fortunately, the fraudster rescued him in time.

"For Scotland,... I let him go." The other party's voice was sweetly distressed, "I can't help it, it was fun to watch him die, but I didn't expect the consultant to appear there, so I can only feel heartbroken. Heartbroken to help with the aftermath."

Barcelo: Thank you, advisor.

However, a new problem arises:

"Why did you let him go?"

"Because they set out with me on this mission." The fraud master didn't think there was any surprise at all, "I worked hard to join your organization, and now I'm an external member who doesn't speak much."

He briefly described how he changed from an ordinary person to an outside member of the organization this year.

In the beginning, he randomly joined a company run by an organization for the purpose of laundering money.Through his unremitting efforts and outstanding talent, he stood out from the crowd of idiots and became the company's second in command in just three days.

A certain member of the organization whose code name starts with G was shocked at such a genius, ran up to him, showed a ferocious and ugly face, knelt down and asked him to join the organization...

Chacha's indifferent face: "Speak human."

Trickster: "Oh, Gin put a gun to my head and asked me to join or die and choose one in ten seconds."

"Because I haven't lived enough, I can only join."

Sake: "Tsk, why didn't I discover your talent, point a gun at you and ask if you want to join?"

A friendly suggestion from the fraudster: "You can point a gun at me and ask the code name or die, and I will give you ten seconds to think."

Sake: "I can imitate Gin, point a gun at your head, and ask if you are a mouse hiding in the organization. If you say yes, I will shoot. If you say no, I will ask again."

Barcelo: ...Is gin so cruel?

The fraudster blinked and asked shamelessly, "Then how should I answer?"

Sake is sincere: "You can make good use of your good eloquence and ask Gin if he is a mouse in the organization."

The fraud master was silent for a long time, and continued to tell the story of his joining the organization.

He accepted Gin's invitation to join the organization, because (disguise) his body skills were too good, so bad that even the strict Gin was forced to give up training him, and he could only let a fraudster who was at least quite talented in eloquence Go back to your old job and be a...

Chacha: "A comic actor?"

Sake: "Salesman?"

Barcelo: "Operator?"

The fraudster said with restraint: "...the auctioneer."

There was three seconds of silence in consciousness.

On behalf of the remaining two members, Barcelo replied sincerely: "It suits you very well."

The author has something to say: Me: Ah, Chacha’s part, there are about 4 chapters left!

vv: Speaking of which, it was agreed that Chacha would grab the rum bar and open the Cowherd shop.

I:?I'm just kidding.

vv:?But I have already believed it.

Me: It's okay, I don't believe it (ruthless)

vv: Damn, the food you want me to write is gone.

I:?

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