[Ming Ke] Starting from scratch

Bourbon hated being robbed of credit, not because he was such a stingy guy.

On the contrary, when he used to work in the Japanese public security, he was famous for his generosity and enthusiasm, and had countless friends.

——Yes, Bourbon used to work as a police officer.

He came to the organization and climbed up from the bottom step by step, not because of chasing fame and fortune, or greed for money.

It was his boss who gave him an order: go undercover in the winery.

Bourbon is an undercover agent sent by the police.

Because he wanted to contribute to the organization, get promoted as soon as possible, and get closer to the depths of this behemoth—he had to seize every opportunity to show his resourceful strategy.

The first mission after getting the code name is the critical moment to reveal the ability!How could it be possible to be snatched away by the "senior" who suddenly appeared!

So he unequivocally threatened the man in front of him with live ammunition.Thin face, sloppy footsteps, thick black eyes, and a poor physique at first glance, Bourbon can easily hit ten.However, those who got into the code name of the organization have a few tricks, and he still carefully prepares the other party's every move.

"So..." DRC sighed faintly, "The cat's claws are too sharp, so it's really difficult to handle. Why did you encounter such a..."

Bourbon suppressed his impatience, "How much nonsense is there?"

"Not much." DRC said, "Mr. Jiang Gu."

Mr. Jiang Gu.

Bourbon never expected to hear this name.

His true identity-Japanese police Jiang Gu Ling.

The opponent showed this card brightly, and Bourbon didn't feel that his undercover identity had not been exposed.He thought about all kinds of options in his mind, including destroying the other party's body, destroying his identity, and ending his undercover career. He tightened his grip on the gun, and stared at the man rather fiercely.

"What do you want? Who else knows?" Bourbon said through gritted teeth.

"Energy block. As long as you send this favor, no one in the organization will know your identity." DRC said, "Actually, I am not the organization's family dog—you can rest assured."

Bourbon's mind turned back and forth, and finally he thought: If he wanted to harm himself, he should bring this matter to Gin instead of threatening to take such a small thing.

It just so happened that footsteps came from the stairwell, Bourbon retracted his gun without haste, and said coldly: "I hope you will keep your promise, otherwise—"

it is more than words.

DRC nodded obediently, and took two steps back.

The two parted ways.

Afterwards, Gin asked him if he had seen DRC.Gin also said that DRC has a weird personality, sometimes he would take advantage of other people, and told him not to take it to heart.

Bourbon was noncommittal.

For this mission, the organization finally recognized him.Although the process encountered some twists and turns, the result seems to be unbiased.

Bourbon passed on the news to the superior of the police and described the DRC in detail.Not long after, he received a reply: execute according to the original plan and wait and see.

Yes, after all, this organization is too dangerous, and few people have been able to inquire about information over the years-of course they are unwilling to let go of such an opportunity.

It’s just that what makes Bourbon puzzled is: Judging from Gin’s words, DRC’s status should not be lower than Gin’s. Why did he use a method similar to robbery to take that thing away?

After that mission, Bourbon found no trace of the DRC.The whole person seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the organization had never heard any information about this person.

Until a year after that mission.

Scotch Whiskey, a member of the organization who received the code name at the same time as Bourbon, was found to be an undercover agent sent by the Japanese public security during the mission and died.According to legend, the person who killed him was Ley, who was traveling with him.

Bourbon went to the roof and saw Scotland's body.

His companion at the police academy, his colleague who was sent undercover together, and one of his best friends Scotland, no, the corpse of Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Bourbon fell into the abyss.

As involved in the Scottish deaths, Bourbon is called back by Gin to organize the conversation.

It was difficult for Bourbon to put on his usual good face.From the time he graduated from the police academy, he knew how dangerous the future would be.Zhu Fu Jingguang's death was just accidental, but as undercover agents, they danced on the blade every day.

They have made such an awareness.

Still, he couldn't hold back his resentment.Resentment for the joking cogs of fate, for Ley who left Scotland to die.Ley killed Scotland, or Scotland committed suicide, it doesn't matter which.With Ley's skills, of course, Scotland's suicide can be prevented.Therefore, the truth is not important. Bourbon does not intend to question Ley. One is that his undercover career has not yet ended, and the other is that Scotland's death has already reflected this person's position.

Bourbon's complexion was not good-looking, and Gin was full of evil spirits.

Gin and vodka called all the cadres involved, and after questioning them one by one, they emphasized the intensity of killing the traitors.Bourbon was absent-minded.He quickly walked outside the door to smoke, and the dilapidated factory looked a little gentle under the moonlight.

If there is not a group of criminals bothering Yaxing.Maybe it is really, very dreamy scene.

Bourbon flicks off his cigarette, turns around, and sees a woman.In his forties, with an ordinary appearance, he was looking at him suspiciously.

I have never seen such a person in the organization.

Bourbon tensed up instantly, thinking: Is it a passerby?Under Gin's eyes, he had to kill——

He pulled out the gun violently, but the eyes of the woman opposite him did not fluctuate, and he said word by word: "Are you in a bad mood? Kitty."

Bourbon only heard one person say "kitten" before.Although that person has disappeared for a long time.

DRC.

Bourbon stared at her suspiciously, and did not let down his vigilance: "Disguise? Even the voice changed?"

"Ah, it's about the same." The woman cut off the conversation, "Have you talked about it yet? I'm here to find gin."

Bourbon put his penis back a little and turned his head towards the person who was talking.The woman smiled at him gently, leaving her back to him undefended.

He frowned, and walked over.

Gin, who was still talking, suddenly stopped, turned around and shot!

□□□□Five bullets were fired in an instant, all embedded in the woman's body!

The sudden change caught everyone else off guard, and even Ley, who was always calm, was slightly startled, and they all pulled out their guns to deal with it.However, the middle-aged woman remained motionless, even maintaining a gentle expression.Soon others realized that something was wrong - not a single drop of blood flowed from the woman's body!

Qin Jiu snorted, and said coldly, "Every time I meet you, it's such a hassle."

Vodka shook his head in a daze, "What, what's going on? Who is this person?"

Ley also showed a questioning look.

"Just call her DRC." ​​Qin Jiu said coldly, "You can be regarded as your seniors."

"It won't be soon." The woman added with a smile, and Gin's complexion became even worse. "Ah——have you finished talking? I can wait a while longer."

"Just say it here, now." Gin lightly smoked, "Set a good example for your younger generations."

"Leave—leave the organization, isn't this a traitor?!" Vodka was surprised, "Boss, according to the organization's regulations, such a person must be executed!"

Bourbon leaned against the wall silently, observing with cold eyes.According to the information he obtained, the winery will not let any traitor go.But Gin actually stood calmly in front of DRC - this person is full of puzzles!

But if he successfully retreats, breaks the rules, and becomes the breakthrough point of the winery, it is unknown!

At this moment, Gin fell silent.

Vodka was even more anxious: "Boss! If you let someone go at this time, it will be difficult to convince the public in the future!"

Ley asked: "If you want to leave, it's more likely to win if you talk alone. Why do you say it in front of other people? Let's put forward the purpose."

DRC smiled, "Is there a purpose? There is no special purpose. I am tired of this kind of life, that's all. Belmode and BOSS have already said it, and the reply is 'just persuade Gin, stay as you want' That's why I came here in a hurry, the organization doesn't need me anymore, right?"

DRC glanced at Gin, "The research and development of that thing has entered a stable stage, right?"

Qin Jiu slowly exhaled smoke rings: "A promise. From now on, I will not reveal the secrets of the organization, and I will not be an enemy of the organization."

""When I was free, there was singing," DRC said. "I hate being threatened. "

Vodka was dumbfounded, he had never seen anyone so crazy about gin!The gin was withdrawn again and again, and this seemingly ordinary woman dared to push forward? !He immediately wanted to pull the trigger and sweep her wildly, and suddenly remembered the scene when the woman came in: Gin fired five bullets, but the man was unharmed.

"No more requests, Gin," DRC said. "I've never mastered the secrets of the organization—haha, maybe except for a few huge sums of money I helped you make? Those responsibilities are all on me, the hacker, the organization There is no risk. You want to keep me now, but you can't bear the source of funds-admit it."

Bourbon suddenly understood that DRC had a gin showdown in front of several people in order to seek a "witness".Witness DRC leaving with a clean slate.

"A hacker will not betray, because the only person who can betray is himself." DRC said, "The organization has never trusted me. When I joined, I joined for money, and you for technology. Fair trade. I earn enough Yes, the organization has developed a stable drug. I'm just tired. That's all."

DRC raised eyebrows sarcastically: "If there is a sliver of trust, after joining the organization for more than ten years, apart from you and Belmode, there will be no one who knows the name of DRC."

Qin Jiu sighed, and said coldly, "I never knew you were so eloquent."

"I followed the textbook sentence by sentence. Are you satisfied?"

Through the long silver hair on his forehead, Gin looked around at the members of the organization.The moon is shining brightly, and the sky is clear and slightly cool.

"Organization member DRC," said Qin Jiu, "has been executed due to a wrong action."

Gin threw out his gun, which made a dull sound in the cold factory.

DRC bowed politely, turned, and disappeared into the night.

Bourbon looked in the direction where DRC disappeared, and suddenly said, "I'll go first."

He couldn't tell why he left, maybe it was because he hated being too close to Ley, or maybe it was because of DRC's "You are in a bad mood".He came to the garage next to the factory, sat in the car, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Is it hard?" Someone in the back seat said.

From the rearview mirror, Bourbon saw that DRC sat in the back as a matter of course, and the face of the middle-aged woman looked at him curiously.

"...get off," Bourbon said.

"Gentlemen will send ladies home, right?" DRC squinted and smiled, "Angel Hotel, trouble."

Just happened to drop in with Bourbon.

He hesitated, and started the Mazda.

Late at night in Japan, neon lights are flashing on the streets, and there are few people.Bourbon turned the steering wheel, occasionally glancing in the rearview mirror. DRC looked sideways at the colorful street, and suddenly said, "It's beautiful. Here."

Bourbon smiled.

"You're supposed to like it?" DRC asked, "Mr. Scotland, too?"

"Of course I do," Bourbon said. "We all... love this land."

"Love? What a beautiful word." DRC said, "I wish you the same original intention."

The silhouette of the Angel Hotel appeared in front of the car window. Bourbon parked the car on the side of the road, stretched out his left hand, and the car door was locked.He turned around and stared at the other party: "As travel expenses, please answer a few questions."

"One, why can you come in without destroying the car lock? It's the same this time, and it was the same two years ago."

"Second, is your real body a man or a woman, and you won't be hurt even if you get shot? You change your appearance frequently, so Gin needs to be shot to confirm your identity, right?"

"Three. You——why do you know our identities?!"

Questions were raised one after another, and in the cramped environment, Bourbon's sharp eyes glowed in the dark.

DRC thought to himself: "Such eyes. Just such eyes. Eyes that seem to penetrate everything - so intense, so real, so..."

"Muse."

DRC said the name and mentally pictured Bourbon.He didn't expect to hear such an irrelevant word, and he was slightly stunned.

When he recovered, DRC smiled and said, "I am not your enemy; I will be your follower."

Bourbon was baffled.

"This is not the time to talk about it. If you want to know, someday, someday," the DRC said, "I was born of sin, unworthy of a Muse."

"If fate does not abandon me, it will give me the qualification to follow the muse. At that time, I will come to look for it. I look forward to that day." DRC looked at him tenderly and smiled: "My muse."

DRC gently pushed the handle, and the door that should have been locked was easily opened. DRC stood outside the car, bowed slightly to him, and left.

Bourbon stared blankly at the back of the person walking into the hotel, reached out to rub his eyes, but touched some tears.He rushed into the hotel in a hurry and asked the front desk lady which room the person who had just entered was in.The lady replied in horror:

"Since an hour ago... no guests have come in or out here until you came in, sir."

Bourbon went to the hotel manager to adjust the monitoring again, and the time was adjusted back to the past, but there was no one inside or outside the hotel!

Bourbon stayed in front of the surveillance video until he was impatiently thrown out of the hotel by the manager as a psycho.

Another sentence came to his mind.

"One day."

Someday.