Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

This is a rest day, and the Mihua Central Shopping Center is full of people.

The music played by different shops in the mall is intertwined, which is quite different.

But the men and women who come to hang out here don't care about the melody, they just enjoy the lively atmosphere here.

The Christmas tree in the center of the hall on the first floor was placed too early or last year's tree was not removed at all.

①Balls of various colors and crookedly hung small light bulbs are entwined on the emerald green branches.

Children's hands are tied with Kamen Rider and other cartoon image balloons, chasing and playing around the Christmas tree.

None of them knew that a shadow was quietly falling.

Scotland sat in the bar on the first floor without any abnormality on the surface, but he was very disturbed in his heart.

At that time, after Qin Jiu took out three locations, he asked them to arrange the corresponding guard points and decide how to carry out the task.

Ley chose the theater on the top floor of the main building, Green went to the annex building of the mall, and prepared to squat in the KTV, while he came to the bar near the entrance on the first floor.

In fact, he was aware of the organization's movements, and there were signs that Gin Jiu had started another round of undercover screening.

At this juncture, he, Ley, and Green were brought together to carry out a large-scale operation with a high degree of secrecy—the same team as the previous mission.

What's more, their last mission was not successful because of the early intervention of the police.

Thinking about it this way, the purpose of gin is very intriguing.

He guessed that this was probably a temptation from the organization.

The authenticity of the mission is debatable.

But he dared not gamble.

In case the mission is true.

Or in order to force him to show his feet, the organization did not hesitate to create a real chaos according to the mission requirements, resulting in the casualties of many ordinary people.

He dared not think about the possibility.

Scotland unconsciously clenched the wine glass in his hand, and the cold glass wall made him calm down a little.

After the air touched the wall of the cup, the condensed water droplets mixed with the sweat of his palm and slid down together, printing dots around the bottom of the cup.

But he must remain calm, and there must be no superfluous emotions on the surface.

Gin is most likely watching their every move somewhere.

The bar was very noisy, but he could clearly hear the ticking of the second hand on his watch.

"Tick, tick..."

Time was passing by little by little, he only hoped that the president would not come too early, so as to give him more time to think.

And, I hope Zero can get the message he left.

In this way, he can also make more money.

"Gin, the useful surveillance images have been zoomed in and sent to you." Mark raised his head and glanced at the blond man in front of him in his busy schedule. "It seems that there is nothing unusual about the three of them."

"That undercover gentleman is really calm. I guess he will have to wait for a long time today."

"If you lose your position so quickly, you won't be able to lurk in the organization for such a long time." Qin Jiu looked out through the car window at the bustling crowd who knew nothing about the turbulent undercurrent. Good people come in and die."

After working for a while, Mark stroked his chin, and poked his head out from the middle of the seat.

"Hey, gentlemen. Since it's still early, shall we play a game?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Bet on who can guess the real undercover agent." Mark said with great interest.

"If it's a lottery... why don't the loser give the winner something to eat! The winner can designate it."

"That's good, I also want a Browning." Vodka raised her head to answer her words, and looked away from the electronic screen.

In the next second, Mark moved his head back: "Speak, talk, watch the monitor carefully."

"As the proposer, then I'll come first!" Seeing that Gin Jiu didn't object immediately, she understood that it meant tacit approval.

"I guess it's Ley!"

"As for the reason... First of all, Scotland is very easy to get along with. He brought me a sandwich he made himself before, and it tasted very good. In addition, we went on the mission of Sada Shipping together not long ago. Seeing the daily disposable plastic partner Emotionally, I don't want it to be him."

"As for Senior Green, it's easy to understand. He is a veteran of our intelligence team, and he treats me well. He is so popular. If he is an undercover agent, many people will be surprised. I don't want it to be him. "

"As for Ley..." She frowned when talking about this colleague, "He looks cold, always has a stinky face, and he doesn't have much interaction with me."

"So choose him!"

It may be because I thought that my last description belonged to AOE large-scale indiscriminate shooting.For example, there is an innocent shot in front of my eyes.

She specifically looked at Gin: "Gin, although you also look cold and always have a bad face, don't worry, if one day you fall into the category of suspects, I won't choose you."

"Also, don't you think that Ley and you have clashed? Not only are they similar in character and style, but they also have long hair. As long as you get rid of him, you will be a unique fireworks in the organization!"

After finishing speaking, she proudly gave a thumbs up.

"To shut up……"

Fireworks himself is very ruthless.

"You are not guessing with reason and evidence, but pure hope." Vodka, who looked down at the monitor, did not forget to complain.

"I thought you would hope that the undercover agent was Green." Gin lit a cigarette and got involved in the topic discussion on Mark's remarks just now, "Didn't you always want to be the No.1 of the intelligence team under Rum? "

He was well aware of Mark's ambitions.

It is nothing more than punching the rising star Bourbon and kicking the veteran Green, which is favored by the BOSS.

"Hmph, sure enough you are also very interested in this topic." Mark first teased Gin, and then explained, "Of course I hope to kick Senior Green down, but I don't want to do it in this way. "

"Because it's too unchallenging."

"By the way, if the undercover agent found out by then is really Senior Green..." The smile on Mark's face faded—it was closer to her essence.

But the corner of her mouth quickly opened a strange arc again, she lowered her voice, and said slowly, "You must let me finish him off."

"I really, really want to beat him."

"Even if it's another way."

She changed her face very quickly, and returned to the original expression after saying these few words, and then began to pretend to be a child relying on her loli figure, and began to slap the person in front of her at a very high frequency—here specifically referring to vodka— — the seat.

"Quickly, tell me your guesses."

"Don't shake it..." Vodka shielded the electronic equipment on his body.

Although he verbally stopped the other party, he actually liked Mark's way of pretending to be sweet.So there was not much dissatisfaction, but I thought about the other party's question along the way: "I guess Ley too?"

"Huh? What's your reason?" Mark asked curiously.

"Because... he is more powerful."

Mark?

"What do you mean? Are you trying to say that all powerful people are undercover agents?"

Mark stared at the big man in front of him, as if giving you another three seconds to reorganize the language.

"Then do you think I'm an undercover agent, or am I not very good?"

This is the Taoist proposition.

A few drops of cold sweat flowed down Vodka's side cheek.

The girl was still relentless, raised her chin and asked domineeringly: "According to what you said, your big brother Gin is also an undercover agent?"

Vodka: ...

But brother Gin is indeed an undercover agent...

"Forget it..." Seeing that bullying vodka is boring, Mark turned to gin again, "Gin, I think you should seriously consider the possibility that your loyal brother is an undercover agent."

"He thinks so highly of being an undercover agent and is trying to sow discord within the organization. It is very likely that he has bad intentions."

Gin:  …

But Vodka is indeed an undercover agent...

After Mark finished speaking, he didn't take his eyes off Gin.

The eyes are enough to explain everything, and the meaning is self-evident - she is still waiting for the result of the other party's guess.

"Ley..."

Gin didn't think much, and gave the answer directly.

He didn't wait for Mark to ask, and explained: "It doesn't look good to him."

Of course, the incompatibility of the aura, bumping into people, etc. are only superficial reasons, although this also accounts for a large part, but...

The main reason is the same as Vodka said - Ley is more powerful.

So it's best to kill him.

Today, Gin, as always, is struggling on the front line of weakening the overall strength of the organization!

"Hey—as expected of you, Gin, you are really direct." After getting the unanimous answer from the two people in front of him, Mark couldn't help shaking his head, "This guy, Ley, is too much of a failure!"

"If he was playing Werewolf, he would definitely be the first to be voted out."

"But we all guessed the same, this gamble is meaningless..."

She sighed and returned to the surveillance work at hand.

Staring at the monitor is actually quite boring.And it requires concentration and gets tired easily.

After the sun slanted at an angle, Mark threw the tablet in his hand to the big man in the driver's seat, "Vodka, let's keep an eye on this side too."

Vodka?

"Just be considerate and considerate to me, it won't take long." Mark showed a sweet smile that was extremely lethal to the opponent, and then shook his finger at him, "Anyway, since they received the task content this morning, It has been under strict monitoring. If you want to pass on news, it is only possible during this afternoon when you are acting alone."

"Coupled with this critical situation, they have to leave enough time to evacuate the people."

"Too late is also too late."

"So I guess within these two hours, the undercover gentleman will definitely do something."

She looked at the sun hanging high outside: "The countdown is hanging in the sky."

The author has something to say: Popularity in the workplace is very important—yes, I’m talking about you, Ley, you see you already have three votes.

Notes for this chapter:

①Because the bento incident of the two people was combined, the time is calculated according to the time when Matsuda Jinpei died in the manga version, so it is around November now.

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Finally, let me push my pre-receipt "Has the Ke Xue player been banned today?" "Male lead without CP master Conan copywriting:

【Welcome to the faction confrontation game...】

【Please select the ability system】

Four-eye player Chi Chuan finally set his sights on an ability system called Ke Xue after kneeling for three rounds a day.

In this Kexue world, he neither obtained the cheats for playing football against satellites, nor learned the technique of driving a car on a high-speed rail. Instead, he inherited the identity card for the purpose of the first three weeks—or the one whose skill bar was blocked.

[Warning: The ability system is not compatible]

One day Chi Chuan: ...that is to say, there is only one character set up?

After repeated defeats and repeated defeats, he has not yet obtained Ke Xue's exclusive Hawaiian technical school buff, so he decides to play on three lines in this round, turning himself into a ruthless scoring machine and turning all staff into tools.

[Identity card 1 - a substitute envoy who cannot summon a substitute. 】

The new criminal investigation consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department is extremely lethargic, but he is positive, open-minded, enthusiastic and cheerful.

"Officer Matsuda, if I give you a bento, will your favorability for me increase?"

Matsuda Zhenping?

The player pulls out the bento x10 with his backhand: "Officer Matsuda, can the favorability you give me now be x10?"

Matsuda Jinpei: ...

[Identity card 2 - a person with abilities who have lost their abilities. 】

An incompetent intelligence dealer quietly appeared in the Tokyo area. He has strong professional ability but his origin is a mystery.

"It's been three days since I sent that information to Gin."

"Then he killed Akai Shuichi?"

"No, he was counter-killed."

"Because it has been four days since I sent that information to Shuichi Akai."

[Identity Card 3——Mafia who can't ignite the flame. 】

A sick newcomer joined the organization. He coughed at three steps and panted at five steps, but had a golden resume. He vowed to win various achievement awards in the winery and compete with gin.

Qin Jiu: "What achievements has he achieved during this time?"

Vodka: "He managed to learn how to make a sandwich with bourbon."

Gin:  …

【system notification】

[Congratulations to player No. 315 for completing the task and earning points x100. 】

……

Server player: in?Why do you want to refresh the screen

One day Chi Chuan: What?Isn't this a stand-alone game?

Chi Chuanyi: Wouldn't it be better, everyone come to be my tools!

Same server player?

Players of the same server in the game forum:

The first month - this is definitely a cheat!

The second month——Big brother, be merciful!

The third month - please hug your thigh!Please fly!

……

However, Jin Thigh, who is flourishing in Ke Xue World at the moment, is facing a serious problem:

The system only said to inherit the identity cards of the first three weeks, but did not say that the NPCs of the first three weeks would also be sent over!

Facing the sudden appearance of the stand-in messenger/supernatural person/ignition Mafia

One day Chi Chuan: Don't come here!

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