Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

Gin didn't pierce the harsh words of Asama Yami, she put on her hat silently and prepared to leave.

"Wait, where's my assistant?" Asama Yane called Gin Jiu, not allowing him to leave, "Lvchuan and I are hospitalized and lack of care, you return my two assistants to me."

Qin Jiu turned his head, and the eyes in the shadow of the brim of the hat were extremely terrifying: "It's no accident that you were robbed this time, everyone is suspicious. Forget about those three trash."

Asama Yane said: "It is not a good character to vent anger. Those are just three peripheral members. Do you remember, Gin? They were all sent by you in the name of life assistants. No one ever expected them to protect me. Security. Nominally, my security in Paris is handled by Hennessy in the French branch."

"So what if it's to vent your anger? They deserve it." Qin Jiu smiled sarcastically, "And what the hell is good character?"

He folded back, pulled up the chair again, crossed his long legs and sat opposite Asama, "Boss indulged you too much. As a result, you became naive, naive, and self-righteous, and made you farther and farther away from our world." far, till the truth of the world and the bones in the shadows are left behind."

He intends to make up a lesson for the kid who doesn't take the lesson.

"You really thought it was an accident this time?"

Asama Yami tilted her head to look at him: "Is there something else hidden?"

Gin gave her a malicious smile: "Whether it was five years ago or this time, the danger you encountered was intentional by the enemy. They are the same group. You might as well guess their identities?"

Asama Yami raised her eyebrows: "Seeing that you are so gloating, could it be related to someone I know well?"

Qin Jiu's expression was as stable as Mount Tai, and she couldn't tell the clues based on her superficial knowledge.

Miya Asama had no choice but to guess blindly: "Shirley? Kiichiro Changizumi? It can't be you, can it?"

Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of wild guesswork.

"...Still so brainless." Gin said while pinching his forehead, "Boss and Belmode have protected you too well these years. They didn't let you realize one thing at all—organizations are never tame domestic dogs, but It’s a beast that can bite back at any time. Pure interests can never feed a beast that doesn’t belong.”

Asama Yane rolled her eyes: "It's here again, it's like this again. 'The Riddler Get Out of Gotham'! Please hurry up and find someone who is willing to speak well and explain it to me."

Gin Jiu was used to her attitude, and still said unhurriedly:

"Not everyone in the organization obeys the boss. There are always disobedient mice who come forward to make trouble. The mice have various identities. In addition to undercover agents from all sides, there are also branch bosses with different ideas."

He sneered, "Two years ago when the boss came to power, those people rushed to express their opinions; I bloodbathed the former leader's loyal loyalists, and those people shrank their heads and dared not speak. In the past two years, the wind has gradually calmed down, the organization's funds have become abundant, and the rats have also come from the soil. In the name of the former leader, he began to act recklessly. I am afraid that he is still dreaming of his own superiority. Hmph, you bastard."

Asama Yami raised her eyebrows: "So it took you two years, but you still haven't cleared out the dissidents in the organization? Humph, useless gin~" The last sentence was sung in a brisk tone.

Qin Jiu glared at the kid who didn't know anything: "You little idiot, do you think your plan can win people's hearts? That little bit of profit is impossible to feed the greed of those people! As long as it is profitable, In the organization, there are many cadres who turn against the water and stab their knives!"

"Boss shouldn't just agree to everything and let you do whatever you want in the organization. It turned out to be good now, disrupting the purge plan, exposing your importance, and making those people have the delusional idea of ​​hijacking you and drawing your salary from the bottom."

"You wayward brat!"

Asama Yayou was not convinced: "How can you blame me alone? It was agreed at the beginning that I would be in charge of scientific research and economics, you would be in charge of operations and monitoring, Belmode would be in charge of intelligence and connections, and the boss with the best brains would be in charge. Coordinating in the middle. The decision is made by the boss, you can blame him if you have the ability, what is trouble with me? There is nothing wrong with my job."

Qin Jiu said coldly, "If you don't know how to repent, I might not be able to save you next time."

Asama Miyane said angrily: "Speak well, don't be alarmist at every turn. What's wrong with me?"

Gin said in a word: "Five years ago in Boston, the organization that attacked you on the surface was the Polish Gang, but in fact there was a shadow of Sherry behind it; five years later in Paris, the organization that attacked you on the surface was the The Illyrians, in fact, have Brandy behind the scenes."

"The rats have never given up the idea of ​​eradicating us, and you," he stared fiercely at Asama Yami, as if facing an enemy ready to kill, "you have always been our greatest weakness."

Yasuke Asama was so stared that her neck felt cold, and she defended in a low voice, "It's not my fault that the enemy targeted me, and I'm trying to enhance my self-protection ability?"

Gin said, "Not enough."

Asama Yami did not give up and asked: "To what extent is it enough?"

Gin said calmly: "There will never be enough."

The emotions contained in his words are too deep and complex.

Asama Yami couldn't tell the difference, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

She scratched her face, trying to keep the topic from getting too heavy: "You said that the danger this time was caused by brandy? Is there any evidence?"

Qin Jiu said: "After the Boston incident, you have a security team on standby at all times. The team is directly under my command, and only accepts orders from the boss. The members of the security team are all elite, but in this Paris incident, they were wiped out. Even the news has not spread. Except for the old man who has been in charge of the French branch all year round, no one else has this ability."

Asama Yane said: "That's why no one informed you about my hospitalization? It's not because you were excluded, but because someone deliberately cut off your intelligence channels."

Gin glared at her again.

She laughed dryly: "You still haven't said why it's brandy?"

Gin said: "Brandy is a veteran in the European region, and it was very likely to take over the position of the head of the French branch, but after the boss took office, this position was used to reward Hennessy. The internal struggle in the French branch came from this .”

"This time, Brandy and the people behind him want to attack the boss through you. In order to bring down Brandy, Hennessy not only sits back and watches him attack, but also attacks your security team behind the scenes."

Asama Yane concluded: "So, the cause of the incident was the fighting between Brandy and Hennessy, and I was the target they used when they came and went?"

Qin Jiu sneered: "Isn't this very self-aware."

Asama Yane curled her lips: "Tch, what does this have to do with me, it's all bad debts of the operation team."

Gin sneered: "You think the research team is fine? Sherry wanted you to disappear a long time ago."

"what?"

"You're just a little fool." Gin said, "Although it was a critical period for seizing power, neither the boss nor Belmode, including me, would not sit back and watch you be harassed by gang members. But you were still The Polish gang took it."

"Who do you think is playing tricks in the dark, causing the organization to ignore your safety and allow you to be taken away by the Polish gang to make drugs?"

"... Shirley? But, why?"

"Oh, that woman Sherry." The corners of Gin's eyes and brows were full of sarcasm, "She dedicated her whole life to the Silver Bullet Project. She has no family and no friends. In her eyes, everything in the organization should be used to support this project." project. But compared to the long-cherished wish of the organization, the boss values ​​you more. Instead of sitting and watching you become stronger day by day, eating away the silver bullets day by day, she might as well kill you directly."

It's a pity that that woman is also an idiot, she didn't dare to do it herself, and she didn't know how to choose a partner. After the Polish gang failed, she could only sit back and watch the little devil gradually become a big shot she couldn't afford.

Miya Asama opened her mouth wide open stupidly: She thought Sherry just couldn't get used to her youth and fame?

I never expected that it would be a road dispute, or a life-and-death kind.

Gin reached out his hand to close the little idiot's chin, squeezed her chin and said, "You have to be clear, people who want you to die are never uncommon in this world, and there are countless organizations that want to imprison you and squeeze your benefits. We are the only ones who will protect you wholeheartedly."

"But we are not always in time to save you."

The room fell silent.

Gin stood up calmly, flung off his clothes and prepared to leave.

Before the man opened the door and went out, Asama Yami realized it.

"Since you've already found out who the culprit is, should my assistant pay me back? They didn't take credit for it this time, but they did a lot of hard work."

Gin held the doorknob, and said a few words through his teeth: "Wait." Then he closed the door heavily.

Asama Miya fell down on the bed, sighing heavily.

Alas, it seems that her three tools are about to lose their hold.

There is one less way to regain momentum from gin.

Asama Yami was lying on the bed with nothing to love.

On the chair beside her bed, the gentle and lovely lady was wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

Belmode, who was disguised as Yamato Nadeshiko, got off the plane and rushed to the hospital, maintaining this posture of silent tears for more than an hour.

A series of operations such as comforting with gentle words, pretending to be good by playing treasures, and entertaining relatives in colorful clothes were all invalidated. Asama Mimi had a bitter face and could only lie down in the tears of her adoptive mother.

Even the doctors and nurses hid out on the grounds of taking care of other patients after explaining their condition.

God, they have never seen such a beautiful, yet so weak, water-like lady!

All afternoon!

Her tears never stopped!

The French doctor, who was a little moved by the oriental style, walked back silently.

Coaxing this lady is a difficult task, leave it to her husband and children!

In the third hour soaked in tears, Asama Yane finally said weakly: "Mom, I'm really fine. Don't cry, your eyes will hurt if you cry again."

Belmode bit his lower lip, tears streaming down his face: "The doctor said that you are seriously injured and need to recuperate for a long time."

Asama Yami fell on the pillow with a deep sigh, and said, "Okay, I'm seriously injured, and I have a brain problem."

Xian Xianyu pointed at the tip of her nose: "The child said something unfavorable, you just had a severe allergic reaction to the incapacitating agent, and you need to be hospitalized for observation. How can you say that you are stupid?"

Yasuke Asama bowed down to the witch's ability to turn black and white without blinking her eyelids: "Mom, whatever you say is what you say."

"Really?" Yamato Nadeko rolled his eyes, "Then I'll get rid of your three dereliction of duty assistants."

"Mom!" Asama Yane struggled to reach out her hand.

"Just kidding, of course I won't do anything to make you sad." Belmode smiled slyly, narrowing his eyes and said, "Don't worry about the scaremongering of gin, we will transfer to the nursing home immediately, it will be the safest place in the world where the hand of the Illyrians could not reach."

The gentle beauty sighed: "Don't worry, I will always be by your side until I leave Paris."

Miya Asama's scalp tightened, it's coming soon, parents are under control.

She asked in a very low voice: "What about the Oscars ceremony? I remember you had a movie released last year? Don't you need public relations?"

"It's just a fight for the best female supporting role. The critical illness notice issued by the hospital may be more useful than my own appearance." Belmode covered the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief while stroking the top of her hair and said softly, "Compared to Now, some frightened and stubborn child needs me more. It shouldn't be such a trouble, but why is she unwilling to leave this dangerous city?"

Asama Yami subconsciously rubbed Belmode with the top of her head, and when she realized it, she shyly pulled up the quilt to cover her face.

She could frown at the request for gin, but she never had anything to do with Belmode's tenderness.

Miyako Asama is such a person who eats soft but not hard.

"Okay, okay. I will finish my studies as soon as possible and return to Tokyo."