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"Your water." Scotland handed a bottle of water to Zhuyeqing, blinked and smiled, "It seems that my luck is not bad."

"Wow, thank you Scotland!" The black-haired girl wrapped in a ball poked her head out, and Bourbon coughed a few times unnaturally after seeing it.

The black-haired girl turned her head slightly: "Are you laughing, Bourbon?"

The blond young man showed a clean and hearty smile: "No, it's just that the weather has suddenly turned cold these two days, and I have a cold."

Zhuyeqing immediately said with concern: "Are you okay? Have you seen a doctor? How many months are left? Cremation or direct burial?"

Bourbon: "..."

Bourbon smiled: "...you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh." Zhuyeqing nodded obediently.

"Then this mission is over." Zhuyeqing tucked her hair behind her ears, her expression and voice returned to indifference: "Send me back, and then don't appear in front of me again—you three workaholics are going to kill you as soon as you come." Reminds me that I still have a bunch of work to do."

Her ending sound was unconsciously soft and dissatisfied and complained.

In fact, Zhuyeqing's team was very efficient in clearing missions, but they still received seemingly endless missions from Zhuyeqing, but most of them were cheating or intimidating.

Bourbon, who was used to being a driver, still decided to send her off this time, and drove a white Mazda parked somewhere.

"Do you know where the research team is?" Zhuyeqing asked after getting into the car.

"The location of the research team is not easy to know." The blond young man smiled heartily: "Perhaps, you can show me the way?"

Zhuyeqing agreed.

Because she had already left the windy rooftop, she removed all the extra thermal equipment on her body, and returned to her usual appearance.

A three-piece black suit, black gloves, blindfolds, and a walking stick that is actually useless.

After getting along for a while, the whiskey trio understood that Zhuyeqing didn't need to rely on eyes at all. She seemed to have other ways to replace vision, but they haven't found any clues after so long.

No - there might still be.

For example, that manual, such as "Bamboo Leaf Green".

"Has the research found a traitor? Otherwise, why do you need to come here in person?" Bourbon asked curiously.

Zhuyeqing has always acted freely and mysteriously. Since the confrontation with the FBI made her famous, her reputation in Japan has been completely established, although she cannot be compared with Gin - she is an "unspeakable".

And because of the high degree of confidentiality, most people only know the name of "Zhuyeqing" and the title of "Viper of the Organization", but do not know any other information.

Generally speaking, Zhuyeqing's tasks are relatively independent, they can complete them alone, and don't need other people's assistance at all, and Qin Jiu won't bother her with any messy things, and the one who can make her take action is either because she is interested, or Gin is undercover again.

"I'm here to see someone." Zhuyeqing said.

"That should be a very important person."

The black-haired girl asked wearily, "How can you see that?"

Bourbon said with a smile: "It can make my boss not return to the base after the mission is over. How can someone who is not important have this honor?"

Zhuyeqing smiled, but didn't reply.

Bourbon's white Mazda soon stopped in front of the institute.

"Do you want to go in with me?" Zhuyeqing said casually, "Ah... It seems that you haven't seen her yet. Of course, I don't mind it at all."

Bourbon smiled and said, "Well, it's a great honor."

No matter what ideas Zhuyeqing has, the research institute is not so easy to get into. Knowing the position this time is already a big gain.He even felt that that was where the organization valued the most.

He was naturally very happy to be able to enter the research institute with Zhuyeqing, so upright.

Bourbon opened the car door for her, and saw the girl wearing a three-piece black suit meticulously, as if she was walking on a red carpet even when she got out of the car, her hidden dignity was always revealed in inadvertent moments.

Summer has come to an end, the weather is getting colder, and the wind is picking up. Zhuyeqing didn't wear the thin windbreaker anymore, and she wore the thick and heavy black coat every day.

Looks like the same type of gin.

Leaning on her blind cane, she walked step by step into the institute. All the people who saw her along the way lowered their eyes and did not look at her face.

Boben followed Zhuyeqing without looking sideways, one step behind her, memorizing the internal structure of the institute without any trace.

"...I have to go through this research data myself... If there is a mistake in the experiment..."

A faint female voice came from the white laboratory, and then the door was opened, and a brown-haired girl appeared in the field of vision.

"... Mochizuki, why are you here?"

The brown-haired girl was obviously flustered for a moment, but she still maintained an expressionless calmness on her face. She walked over a little faster and stopped not far away, her blue eyes sparkling: "The smell of medicine on my body is very strong. Pungent...wait for me."

"Ah, good." Zhuyeqing tilted her head: "Go and come back quickly, Shiho."

——Zhibao.

Bourbon remembered this name, and matched the number with the brown-haired girl just now.

Don't have a codename yet?

The brown-haired girl looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, so it's not normal to have a code name... One exception like Zhuyeqing is enough.

"Are you already a high-level research team at such a young age?" Bourbon said with a smile: "The children nowadays are really scary."

"Senior level?" Zhuyeqing chuckled, stroked her blind stick, and said casually: "It's just a temporary team leader, and the research tasks in charge are not very core... Besides, the surveillance around her was recently withdrawn. drop it."

It doesn't look like that.Bourbon raised an eyebrow.

...However, Zhuyeqing doesn't seem to like her very much?

Soon the brown-haired girl came back, her face was serious, she was obviously a child, but she was as serious as an adult.

"Eh? Is Zhibao nervous?" Zhuyeqing leaned closer to her and sniffed, "It's okay, there is no other smell. Zhibao smells very good."

"Thank you." The corners of Miyano Shiho's lips curled up, and at the same time he shifted his gaze to Bourbon: "Who is he? Is it your subordinate?"

Bourbon showed a hearty smile: "Hi, I'm Bourbon."

The brown-haired girl didn't seem to have a good impression of the members of the organization, but she just nodded coldly when she heard the words: "Miyano Shiho."

"It doesn't matter, Bourbon is my man and can be trusted."

Miyano Shiho frowned slightly, and looked at Bourbon as if examining him: "Yes."

Bourbon raised an eyebrow.

"I'm here to make a surprise check on Shiho's progress! How's it going? Did you train well?" The black-haired girl leaned down to Miyano Shiho's face, and said with a smile, "I'll be angry if it goes to waste. "

"No!" Miyano Shiho denied immediately, his blue eyes were firm and sharp: "I will keep every word Mochizuki said in my heart, on any day."

Half a month ago, she was feeling uneasy because the organization suddenly transferred her to Japan. She could be regarded as conscientiously doing research, but found out that one of the researchers under her was selling the organization's things to criminals privately.

She came here suddenly by air, and she was young, and the people below basically refused to accept her, so there was no plan to report to her at all.

She had never had any experience in this area, so she was questioned by the organization and found out that those team members who were usually perfunctory to her were so bold and stupid.

Miyano Shiho, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, was at a loss and fearful.

She didn't know what she was going to face next, and she didn't know that her situation at this time was just calculated and predicted by the boss of the black organization.All she could hear was a voice from the dead outside:

"Master Zhuyeqing."

"Go down, you have nothing to do here."

"Yes, Master Zhuyeqing."

Then there was the sound of the door of the gas room being opened, and the light came in. She saw a black-haired girl not much older than herself walking in against the light.

"It's really embarrassing." Her voice was hoarse, her speaking rhythm was not slow, and she even smiled indiscriminately: "That adult is really cruel, obviously such a lovely lady."

——The tone of joking is very relaxed, but people can't feel the slightest kindness.

The black-haired girl is leaning on a blind cane, standing in a relaxed posture, with her left hand in the pocket of her black coat, her long braid hanging down her chest.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of gauze, as if her eyes were injured.

A person who is only black and white.

Miyano Shiho was starved for a few days, and he didn't want to speak up and was too lazy to speak up.

"Well... I brought you some food." Zhuyeqing picked in his pocket: "There are biscuits and bread, I don't really like these things, but maybe you will like them? I really do A caring person."

She squatted down beside her with a smile, holding the biscuit in her black gloved hand: "What? Do you need me to feed you?"

Miyano Shiho opened his eyes, the pupils were dim.

"What did they do to you, so depressed?" With the texture of cold leather gloves on his cheeks, Miyano Shiho was forced to raise his head, staring at the black-haired girl with porcelain white skin who was very close: "But...even if Don't think about yourself, but also think about Ms. Miyano Akemi?"

Miyano Shiho's pupils shrank suddenly.

Her expression suddenly revealed a bit of panic and fierceness: "Sister... what are you going to do to my sister?"

That was her last relative...!

The black-haired girl restrained the smile on her face.

Her voice can almost be regarded as indifferent and cold—or, perhaps, this is her original tone and tone.

"I don't want to do anything, but I just want you to remember how you feel now." She rested her head on her hands, casually: "Do you think that accepting the arrangement of the organization and being an important researcher can prevent the organization from attacking you?" ?”

"The butcher's knife hanging above your head has never fallen, and you will always be in danger and under control. It is really stupid to let the survival of yourself and your sister depend on the mood of the devil."

She paused every word: "Remember, Miyano Shiho. If you want to be free, you have only one way——"

"Become stronger than everyone."

The brown-haired girl took them to her lounge, and Bourbon consciously stayed outside the door.

"Gin has been here twice, and saw me training." Miyano Shiho pulled himself out of his memories, and thought of that man again, feeling a little scared involuntarily.

"Don't worry about him." Zhuyeqing looked curiously through the basket of medicines that Miyano Shiho had prepared for her: "You are mine, and this has been tacitly approved by the boss, so what he says doesn't count."

Miyano Shiho lowered his eyes: "Aren't you going to leave after the New Year?"

"That's right, Shiho will also return to the United States by then, right? After all, without me here, Shiho will be easily wronged now."

Miyano Shiho pursed his lips: "Then when will I see you again?"

After she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong and stopped talking.

Zhuyeqing stopped, turned her head to look at her, rubbed the top of the girl's hair, and coaxed: "When Zhibao needs it, I will definitely show up."

"So no matter what happens, please don't be surprised," she smiled. "I hope Zhibao can understand the word "not surprised when things change."

Miyano Shiho nodded: "I will." After a pause, she lowered her head, her brown hair covering her expression: "...I want to ask you a question."

"Huh?" The black-haired girl smiled and turned her head to look at her.

"...you don't like me, neither do institutes and laboratories,... do you?"

Zhuyeqing smiled: "Is it important?"

"..." The brown-haired girl pursed her lips, her eyes darkened: "No... I just... want to know why."

"Of course, you can also refuse to answer." She kept herself mature and calm: "I'm just, um, a little curious."

"It's good to be curious," Zhuyeqing tucked her hair behind her ears slowly, "Unfortunately, I'm not someone who likes to analyze my heart with others. Don't ask such a question so recklessly next time."

Her smile was perfect and gentle: "After all, not everyone loves and tolerates Shiho like I do."

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