After mistaking the winery boss for the protagonist, I became the biggest villain

Dodging the opponent's fist again, Gin Jiu panted heavily, and said viciously: "Grenache, go to the doctor if you are sick, don't come to me to make you crazy."

And Karasumahara still didn't reply, just focused on attacking the opponent.

Qin Jiu was also annoyed. He threw the opponent to the ground with a backhand punch, and then put his arm across the opponent's neck to restrain the opponent's movement. He slowed down for a while, shook his long hair that was already wet with sweat, and said: "I don't have time to go crazy with you. If you are too free, go to the task."

Karasuma turned his head away from the other party, just gasping for breath, the wet hair on his forehead sticking to the corners of his eyes, his gloomy eyes filled with a little grievance, coupled with that beautiful and delicate face, it was as if Gin had just bullied him .

Qin Jiu is also very irritable, asking the other party what's wrong and not saying anything, if you ignore him, he will hit you in the face, what else can he do, can't he be killed with a single shot?

He frowned and said, "Grenache, after I let you go, you can fight with whomever you want. But don't come to me, I still have tasks to do, and I don't have time to accompany you to lose your child's temper."

"If you are wronged and want to find someone to act like a baby, don't come to me."

Hearing this, Karasuma turned around, the pity and injury in his eyes almost overflowed, "Gin, are we friends?"

Qin Jiu stood up, shook his long hair, looked down at the other party, and said indifferently: "No."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Behind him, Karasuma Principle, who was left on the ground, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Boy, is gin finally separating me from whiskey?

As a Grenache who regards gin as a friend, shouldn't he cry symbolically a few times now?

But he's actually quite happy now... Would it be a little embarrassing if he laughed out loud later?

Sure enough, I felt much better after the fight.

Moving his body slightly, Karasuma Hara clicked his tongue in disgust, his body was so sticky, so he went to take a hot bath to relax.

Karasumahara, who was happily taking a shower, suddenly remembered something. Why did Kenji think that he died to buy him a gift?

If it was to test myself before, then when the explosion happened, both of them were about to die, would he still have the idea of ​​testing me?

With lowered eyebrows, he turned off the faucet casually, shook his wet hair, grabbed the towel next to him, wiped his hair and body briefly, wrapped a towel around him, and walked out of the bathroom.

After finding the phone and flipping to the contact information of his boss, Karasumahara frowned slightly, and called with a serious face.

The boss who received the call was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since you contacted me? How are you doing?"

Karasumahara said lightly, "Did you lie to me?"

The boss changed his sitting posture, straightened his back with a serious face, and said, "What did I lie to you?"

Karasumahara sneered and said, "You are hiding a lot of things from me, do you think I don't know? Or do you think I will let you be deceived?"

"Tricked me into this organization, and the information was even more messy, with frequent loopholes. Why, have I become a useless chess game?"

"Or do you not trust me at all? But since you don't trust me, why do you want me to be an undercover agent?"

The boss said in a deep voice: "Why do you think so? You are the best student in the history of the police academy. How could such an outstanding talent be a waste of chess?"

Karasumahara sneered, "Excellent people are never more than those on the surface. During the period of being an undercover agent, I don't know anyone except you. Isn't this a waste of chess?"

"Do you not trust me?" Karasumahara asked, not expecting a positive response from the other party.

But in the next second, the boss replied seriously: "Yes."

"Minami Oda, reflect on yourself, how can I trust you with your temperament? You are too casual, are you doing the mission to fight crime, or are you simply trying to save your friend?"

Karasumahara was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "So what, what about you? Do you do these things because you feel sorry for the ordinary people who were innocently killed, or to gain your own achievements and make your merit list more dazzling a little?"

The boss paused for a long time before saying, "At least, I am for the people now."

"I know that you may not believe what I say now, but I still want to say it. Although I appear in front of you from the beginning to the end, the person who talks to you is me.

And I did say that I can't understand you, but most of the high-level stubborn people admire you very much.But in fact, don't look at everyone's reactions.But choosing you as an undercover agent is actually the default result of everyone. "

"The reactions they made were just to win more rights for themselves, and if something goes wrong at that time, they can blame us young people."

Speaking of this, the boss spat in disdain, and continued: "So, believe it or not, the only ones who really want to crack down on this group of criminal organizations are us young executives who are in urgent need of merit."

"As for those old and stubborn, you can't even tell how much they have been involved with these criminal organizations."

"So, in the beginning, you were really a useless chess player in the eyes of everyone. Because the group of old stubborn people just made a symbolic appearance of fighting criminal organizations.

So they chose you, an ordinary police officer with no background but overachievers.

And we, a group of young high-level executives, failed in the negotiation with the other party and could not decide on the undercover candidates.I don't even have any hope for you, the candidate chosen by the other party. "

"But now, you do give me, let us see hope."

"And you don't need to distinguish whether some of us are for merit or pure justice. Why should the distinction be so clear? As long as the criminal organization is really suppressed in the end, it is our efforts and merit. , and justice."

Karasuma was silent for a long time, but the impassioned words of the boss suddenly changed into polite persuasion.

"Nan, I know your free nature, and I also know the difficulty of being an undercover agent. There is never absolute justice or evil. Maybe when you were an undercover agent, you saw the bright spots of criminals, or you may have experienced it yourself. Some of our omissions and embarrassment made us doubt our position."

"I understand, I understand. It's just that the reason why a villain is a villain is not that he can do one or two good deeds to offset it. And the reason why we are righteous is not that a few mistakes and omissions can be eliminated."

"As an undercover agent, as a person living in two worlds, it's normal to be suspicious."

"And from the very beginning, your contact person is me and I have explained the situation, we value you very much."

Karasumahara, who had been educated, raised his eyebrows, good guy?

He didn't say anything, why did it rise to my doubting myself?

He couldn't help laughing, and then asked back: "Why don't you doubt it, what if I was an undercover agent sent to you by the organization from the beginning?"

The boss was taken aback for a moment, then was startled into a cold sweat by the other party's words, and hurriedly asked: "Really!"

Karasuma was so amused by the other party's reaction that she almost burst into tears. It wasn't until the boss was so anxious that she kept screaming on the phone that she said, "Of course not, I just scared you."

"Let you experience the exciting life of being an undercover agent."

"It's so easy to say, achievements, your efforts? And will you really understand my feelings? Stop talking sarcastic. If you really want to understand, come here and try to be an undercover agent for a few days."

"Educate me less, I'll die. But you'd better be less petty. Since you know I'm doing it for your friends, don't touch my bottom line."

Karasumahara, who put down his phone, snorted coldly and played the emotional card with me, which was a little too tender.

As long as I have no feelings.

He knew that no matter what the others said, at least his boss really wanted to clean up the criminal organization.Otherwise, I wouldn't have personally contacted the undercover agent to be his upline.

However, his attitude and calculation still make Karasumahara very unhappy.

And the boss who was ruthlessly hung up on the phone had some headaches, and Nan was too difficult to deal with.

Looking at the two documents that had been placed in front of him long ago, he sighed. It's really not that he wanted to touch the other party's bottom line this time, it's that the foundation of our group of young people is too shallow.

Does the undercover candidate matter?

Important, but not that important either.

But every choice of an undercover agent is a confrontation between new forces and old forces.

It is impossible for those stubborn old people to hold power for a lifetime, and it is impossible for them to delegate power so easily. Deciding who to go undercover is a manifestation of their absolute authority.

So, the boss tapped on those two photos and sighed helplessly, this time he probably really wanted to piss off the other party.

Kenji Hagiwara, who received the text message, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and has been worried about the safety of the other party since he was rescued.

Although rationally knowing that the other party is still alive is unlikely, but the other party's calm attitude still makes Hagiwara Kenji feel lucky.

Now that he finally received the news from the other party, he can finally relax.

Outside the ward, Furutani Rei carried the light food prepared for Hagiwara Kenji, and sighed happily: "Fortunately, Kenji is fine."

Zhu Fu Jingguang also followed up and said: "Yes, in such a big explosion, Yan Er's position was almost the center of the explosion. It is a miracle that he survived."

Speaking of this, Jiang Gu Ling paused, hesitated for a while and said: "I can't believe that the injury was left after a big explosion..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head and said: "When Yan Er woke up, he once said that there was a person standing in front of him... That's why he didn't have any injuries, and asked us to save him quickly."

"Ah? Then, is that person okay now? Did he survive?" Jiang Guling was surprised.

"I don't know, in fact, we didn't find the person Yan Er said at all." Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, "But the injury is very unreasonable."

"The doctor has also speculated that it may be that Yan Er was blocked by a certain building at the time, and then fell into a coma due to lack of oxygen. He may have hallucinations, thinking that someone blocked the impact of the explosion and the burning of the flames for him."

Jiang Guling nodded, reluctantly accepted the statement, and said with a slight smile: "In short, it's good that Yan Er can survive."

Thinking of the phone call he received before he came, Jiang Gu Ling pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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