Sente Eiji's Black Friday

In the black organization, the newest ordinary peripheral members (research talents have another way), are usually a group of several people, led by the "senior".

Unless there are cooperative tasks, they will not know who and how many are on the same team as them. They can only communicate with the "predecessors" in a single line, and are constantly assigned tasks-let's call this the first stage.

In this way, after a period of time, capable people will stand out and be trained and tested by the organization-generally training and testing of loyalty and personal ability.

Those who pass the high score and do not die in the process can move towards the goal of "having a code name"-we call it the second stage.

At this stage, the members will be further divided according to their talents, and then cultivated in specific directions, such as snipers, negotiation and transaction experts, those who purchase and purchase weapons, those who work undercover, those who work as killers, and those who go to all walks of life to replace them. Organizational development outlets (such as Belmode's film and television industry and Keele's TV broadcasting industry), everything (such as gin).

Do a good job, gain trust, and pass the test, you can get the code name-this is the third stage.

After that, it is a constant struggle and struggle, gaining the appreciation of the cadres and "that adult", and gaining wealth and status in the crisis and risk.

This is the general organization membership development process.

However, in fact, although those who can get a code name are not stupid, there is still a big difference between a really good seedling and an ordinary mediocre person. The second stage was divided into "factions" early on——

That is to be favored by the various cadres above, have a special boss, and carry out more refined training.

This has caused even within the organization to have major camps, and everyone is not a good person. Although they have a good relationship with each other, because most tasks involve interests and status promotion, the smell of gunpowder among the various camps has always been. Relatively strong.

Normally, it’s okay for everyone to perform their duties, but once there are too many monks and too few food, it is inevitable that some people will gain and some will suffer due to competition and confrontation.

So with the acquiescence of "that lord", the cadres who are the main participants in the interest competition will basically develop their own influence and influence, and gradually form various camps.

This is why the Black Organization is so large and full of fish and dragons.

Of course, it’s not okay to go too far and mess things up, so “that lord” sometimes stretches out his hands to guide the direction of the wind, puts eyes and ears, or reduces the power of this camp, strengthens the power of that camp, or specially trains some people. Independent, loyal, capable and empowered cadres to achieve a delicate balance.

Before the gin happened, it belonged to that kind of special sweeper and balance pole.With the support of "that lord", it is his job to assassinate, kill undercover agents, and warn members who are too complacent, so he is especially feared, and he is also the highest-ranking cadre besides Rum.

Of course, there were many people who were jealous or even hated him for this reason, so as soon as Gin Jiu "died", many people in the organization jumped out and clamored to take over his rights.

However, "that lord" turned a deaf ear to this voice, just procrastinated without replying, or simply sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, so that most people could not understand what it meant.

Of course, they didn't understand, but Eiji, who was the culprit, understood it very well - because Gin wasn't dead at all!Since the most loyal dog is still fine, it is certainly impossible for Mr. Boss to entrust such an important responsibility to others!

Apart from Eiji, Rum obviously also knew about this, so he has been doing his own work peacefully, not reaching out, not making noise, and not being jealous, so as not to make the boss afraid of him as No.2.

I have to say that Rum deserves to be the second in command of a behemoth like the Black Organization, and his pulse is quite accurate. It hasn't been a year, have those jealous elements who fought back and forth disappeared?

But did Rum really have no desire for power in Gin's hands?Haha, Eiji doesn't believe it anyway.

The boss probably didn't believe it either.

Rum probably didn't believe the boss would either.

So of course, when Gin didn't wake up for a long time, Rum began to move around, and then other cadres except Cognac (under the boss's instruction) jointly suppressed, and then Rum began to rub Rub to develop your own power.

Intelligence is one aspect that Rum focuses on development.

It was at this moment that Toru Amuro entered his field of vision.

Eiji infers from this point that because the water in the organization has been muddied, the suspicious No. 2 may rely heavily on this newcomer with a clean background, and may even give Amuro a high status in a short period of time. In this way, he can enrich his wings and compete with other cadres.

If this is not the case, it is difficult to explain why Toru Amuro, a newcomer who has not yet obtained a code name, was assigned by Rum to his confidant, the chief cadre Cognac.

However, because Cognac is a mysterious undercover agent that everyone knows, he is busy being a high-ranking official in the undercover organization and ignores other things. Cognac provided support, but his position was far lower than that of Cognac's younger brother Bacardi.

——By the way, this mode of undercovering with older brothers and younger brothers is actually a protective color that Rum put on Cognac at the suggestion of Eiji (it probably started after Eiji failed to go undercover in the FBI). The usual method is to use hundreds of Gad was used as a cover to create an illusion that Cognac went deep into the enemy camp, no one knew who he was, and only relied on Bacardi to communicate with the outside world.

In this way, even if Bacardi is exposed, the undercover organization will temporarily stand still in order to catch the "higher-ranking" Cognac, trying to find out his eldest brother through the only line of Bacardi.

Well, but before that, Eiji would usually run away because he sensed being exposed.

This is why Cognac was able to complete so many undercover missions without being caught, bringing back a lot of intelligence and benefits for the organization.

In other words, this is why Cognac can be so mysterious and forceful in the organization.

#黑泽梅二: However, a fake is a fake!The real sake Cognac who has a high position in the public security does not exist (the high position is my fake wine Natsume Eiji), only my newcomer Bacardi in the public security exists!Ha ha! #

In addition, because Cognac relies on Bacardi no matter what news he transmits, some people in the organization speculate that the relationship between him and Bacardi is so close because he unspokenly ruled Bacardi (?), or was submerged by Bacardi. The rules are up (???).

Coupled with the previously well-known rumors that Cognac was unspoken by gin (or he unspokenly ruled gin)...

Tsk tsk, gin, cognac and Bacardi, these three people, tsk tsk...

Cough, let's get down to business.

It is precisely because of the obvious factional disputes in the organization that when Toru Amuro learned that his new boss was Bacardi, he immediately realized that he was favored by Rum and became a member of Rum's faction.

After all, it was mentioned in the information given to him by the management officer Totsukawa that Rum and Cognac have a very solid mentor-student relationship, and Bacardi is Cognac's only external contact.

...and a gossip target.

As a newly joined Xiao Xiami, Toru Amuro didn't know much about the open and secret struggles of those big figures above, but only faintly noticed the slightest sense of depression that was about to come.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to take the road of Rum, and he also worried whether Bacardi, who was an undercover agent and loyal to Cognac, would dislike his burden and make him unable to climb up. Worried that I will also be coughed by Bacardi's unspoken rules.

But it's useless to worry blindly. As a rookie, he has no right to choose, so he can only obediently follow what the upper line said.

He originally thought that after being intimate with his instructor, he would have the courage to face future challenges, but he never thought that before he left, he would learn that the instructor might have to love another person...

But even that's okay.As long as he knows that the instructor's heart is with him, as long as the instructor's original sentence "I'm here waiting for you" still works, he will not be afraid of all setbacks and wind and rain.

That person is the instructor who led him all the way to the present, the teacher who taught him everything and made him as good and strong as he is today, the person he is most familiar with and the closest lover, and the one who has a more beautiful and noble personality than anyone else. Personality, I don't hesitate to escape into the darkness but also protect the scorching sun under the light.

So... so...

"What are you... talking about, instructor...?"

Amuro opened his mouth and made a hoarse and bewildered voice.

He looked at the pair of eyes of the person opposite, who were extremely familiar in the past, but are now extremely unfamiliar, almost pierced by the darkness and indifference in them.

"Isn't what I said very clear? You should have heard it, Tou... No, Zero."

Eiji Kurosawa smiled softly, that smile was totally different from his previous cheerful and bright smile, exuding a boundless aura of danger, like a blood-stained poppy blooming, he spoke easily as if it could tear Amuro Toru's whole body apart. The cracked "truth"——

"I am your next boss, the confidant of Cognac, the leader of the black organization, Bacardi rum."

"--This is impossible!!"

It was as if some extremely painful scar had been torn open suddenly.

Toru Amuro waved his hand away fiercely, roaring almost heart-piercingly, with a fierce and extremely fragile light in his eyes.

"Impossible? Why is it impossible? Do you think I would lie about such a thing?"

Kurosawa Eiji didn't care about his roar, and smiled lightly while shaking his hands.

"Well, but I really didn't expect that the organization you go undercover is actually the organization in black. We usually use one-way contact here. If Lang Mu didn't hand you over to me, I might not know... "

He caressed Amuro Toru's pale cheek like a dead man, staring at his frightened and quivering pupils with playful eyes, and the grin on the corner of his mouth was wicked like a devil.

"...My lovely student, unexpectedly became an undercover agent sent by the police to my home. Fortunately, he became my subordinate by coincidence. I have to say, we are really destined, right, Zero?"

"Are you...are you kidding...Instructor, how could it be..."

Amuro Toru's voice trembled uncontrollably.

His ears were buzzing, his brain seemed to have lost the thinking power he was proud of, he couldn't even do a decent analysis, it was just throbbing terribly, resisting in vain to believe the reality before his eyes.

This is ridiculous.It's ridiculous.

His instructor... that instructor who is more outstanding and upright than anyone else, who dreams of becoming a police chief, and whose smile is as bright and dazzling as the sun... How could he be a member of the Black Organization?

"There must be something wrong..."

The young man who had the deepest trust and attachment to Eiji Kurosawa shook his head tremblingly, staggered back a few steps as if he was standing unsteadily, with a broken look on his face.

"There must be a mistake somewhere! You can't be a member of the Black Organization! You are my instructor, a police officer with a bright future—you even saved Hagiwara not long ago!!"

"Ah, that one."

Eiji Kurosawa responded casually, with a rather boring tone.

"That's just to tease you for fun. After all, Mr. Eiji, I am so powerful. Saving a Hagiwara is not a big deal. And I originally thought that after you finished your undercover mission and returned to the police, you would definitely be promoted. By then I still want to continue to use you, so it won’t work if I don’t have a good relationship with you, right?”

"……what?"

Toru Amuro stared blankly, and asked in a daze as if meeting him for the first time.

Rather than wanting to get an answer, it was more like an unconscious whisper of pain under an over-strike.

"It's a pity that by mistake, I accidentally exposed my identity."

Of course, Eiji Kurosawa would not repeat meaninglessly, he shrugged indifferently, showing a grinning expression that Amuro was very familiar with, and the crooked eyebrows and eyes were still as cute as before.

That smile...that smile...!

Toru Amuro's heart tugged, and he felt as if his internal organs were being mixed together. The pain made him almost want to vomit, and his eyes turned black.

He worked hard with trembling lips for a while, and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence that he didn't even know what he was expecting: "You... Do you have any difficulties... Yes, are you the one before me—" A senior who went undercover in the black organization?

However, before he could finish his sentence, the world spun in front of his eyes. He was slammed against the wall by someone twisting his arms. He knelt down on his weak legs, and wiped his cheek on the wall for a while. Fiery sting.

"—So, what should I do with you now, the undercover agent of the public security police, Fugu Rei-kun?"

A completely different icy voice came from behind his ears, the cruelty and murderous intent in the tone completely chilled Amuro Toru's heart, and he even heard a trace of anger from it.

Before he could react, a foot stepped on his back fiercely, directly dislocating his shoulder under the pull, which made him feel a sharp pain in his heart: "Uh——!!"

There was a terrifying mechanical sound, and a hard foreign object hit his back. The cold touch and the crisp sound of loading shattered the last trace of Amuro Toru's illusion, making him fall into an ice cellar instantly.

it is true.

It's actually true... Instructor... Eiji Kurosawa, he is really a member of the Black Organization...

The overwhelming sense of absurdity came along with the pain that seemed to tear him apart, Toru Amuro's teeth were chattering, and the grief of being betrayed and boundless anger finally surged up, making him scream at that moment regardless:

"Why did you lie to me... Eiji Kurosawa—are all the things you said false?! Did you approach me just to use me?!"

"You can tell by looking at this kind of thing."

A voice that was indifferent and boring to the point of despair came from above the head, and the content of the words made Toru Amuro's heart twitch uncontrollably.

"Or what, do you think I really liked you? Ahaha, you are so innocent and cute, Zero. As an undercover agent walking on the edge of crisis, even the slightest leak of emotion will make all previous efforts go to waste. Be careful and you will kill yourself, your family and your companions. Why don’t you understand such a simple truth?”

With a cruel smile on the corner of the blue-haired youth's mouth, he leaned closer to Toru Amuro, and taunted him coldly and word by word:

"Listen, all the liking I've said to you so far is fake, it's just a play on the occasion to take advantage of you, it's a shame you trust me so much, hahaha——ah, but I like your face and ass Is it true? After all, she is cute..."

"You bastard--!!"

Amuro suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar.His whole body was trembling violently, his red eyes climbed into crazy red blood, and the pain and hatred in his heart almost overwhelmed him, "Kurosawa Eiji...Kurosawa Eiji!! I will definitely arrest you!! I will let you this Disgusting scum knows what legal sanctions are—!!"

The young man's hateful roar echoed in the alley for a long time.

There was a moment of silence in the coffee shop separated by a wall, and then there was the sound of panicked footsteps.

Eiji Kurosawa stared at Toru Amuro with a difficult expression, the bangs on his forehead covered his eyes, and after a long while, he evoked a faint smile.

"I am waiting."

With such a simple answer, he let go of Toru Amuro, and under the stare of the young man who turned around immediately, raised his gun to the center of his eyebrows with a slight sneer.

——The index finger simply pulled the trigger.