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Opposite the phone.

——Except for some members of the organization who are engaged in specific industries, other cadres will instinctively avoid reporters and cameras. They will not accept interviews if they can. Of course, Calvados is the same.

Coupled with the protection of citizens' privacy, the names of "unlucky passers-by" in the news are often anonymized and used as a backdrop to highlight the brutality of the gangsters.

Therefore, before that, Belmode still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

However, now, listening to Calvados's slightly weird change of words, and looking at the news on the screen... she completely identified the "unlucky passers-by who were almost shot" and "unknown gun owners" who were not shown in the news. Who exactly is it?

Belmod's smile slowly froze on his face.

...But the matter has come to this, and as an adult, I can only face it bravely. Belmode rubbed his face vigorously, put on a smile again, and asked casually: "Can you tell me more about your experience these days? I'm very interested."

…

After spending some time listening to Calvados's embellished experience, Belmod briefly fell silent.

When the other party politely asked her if she wanted to go out for a late-night snack, Belmod came back to her senses and said warmly: "I also want to have a pleasant dinner with you, but unfortunately, I am working on an important plan and need to close it down." For a period of time - don't see me or contact me next time. When the time is right, I will take the initiative to find you. "

Calvados was a little sorry, but it was hard to say anything. In fact, he was very happy to have such a long phone call.

He thought about the few words the goddess had said, and then reluctantly said goodbye: "Okay, see you next time."

…

When Calvados tried hard to soak himself in the shallow tenderness.

other side.

One of the organization's strongholds.

"Calvados applied for 5 guns..." A member of the logistics organization pushed up his thick glasses and clicked his tongue, "Why does this guy want another gun? He already has enough guns, why not add 5 more?" Can his back move? Could it be that he wants to do some weight training while walking?"

Another person in the office thought of something and lowered his voice: "Speaking of this, have you heard? In several recent cases in Osaka, the police always found an unowned gun - I also heard that Carl Vados was in Osaka a few days ago.”

The glasses member reacted and lowered his voice: "Are you saying that all the captured guns belong to Calvados?"

The colleague nodded: "Isn't there one of our people in the Osaka Police Station? That person happens to be a friend of mine. I heard from him that Calvados was almost hit by a gun several times - a person who has been playing with guns all his life, almost He was killed by a gunman, don’t you think it’s funny?”

The two of them had fun for a while, and then a third voice suddenly came from next to them: "I almost got shot several times, and every time I encountered a case, I lost a gun... Don't you think this pattern sounds familiar?"

"..."

"?!"

The two people who were having fun together suddenly looked like two ducks that had their necks strangled, with laughter stuck in their throats.

The things about Calvados were just funny at first. You can put on the template and study it carefully...

"It sounds familiar." The glasses member pushed up his glasses again, a little nervous, "Could it be... that he was targeted by that person?"

As logistics, their work and life are undoubtedly much safer than those members of the organization who run around with guns in their arms every day.

So when they first heard about certain rumors, they just regarded that person as a side story and didn't take it to heart at all.

But later, a stronghold somehow came into that cadre's sight, and the people in the stronghold began to be frequently involved in various sudden killings.

There were many logistics personnel in that stronghold - I heard that some of them had bad tempers and were a little sloppy, and they had disappeared from this world in various ways one after another. The remaining cautious people were more or less reused after a period of time.

Since then, in the hearts of logistics members, a certain cadre and a certain rumor have received unprecedented attention.

"Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore." The glasses member subconsciously looked at the door and window, trying to change the topic, "Let's go back to Calvados."

The other two colleagues also agreed, and added smoothly: "If the man who threw the gun in Osaka is really Calvados, then his gun is not very suspicious - could he have offended something unintentionally? people?"

"It's indeed a bit weird." The colleague drinking tea thought for a while, "It's better to do less than to do more. In my opinion, don't give him a gun yet, at least not right away. Wait and see the situation after a while."

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Another colleague sighed: "But Calvados doesn't have a good temper. If he thinks we are deliberately making things difficult for him..."

It's hard to offend both sides, so you can only choose the one who's relatively easy to offend as a weakling.

After thinking for a while, the glasses member typed on the keyboard and said, "I won't give him a gun. The reason is that he has incomplete procedures. I looked at the backend records and found that Calvados did not report any damage, so theoretically, the gun is now on him." There are at least 5 guns. In this case, it is reasonable not to give him a new gun.”

"And there haven't been any missions that require him to go out recently. Giving him a gun will easily expose him. This is for his own good, and he will understand."

The three logistics staff members discussed the solution one by one, and quickly wrote the email, and then sent it over after a while, which was too much for Calvados' patience.

…

Just after Calvados finished talking to Belmode, he received an email from the logistics department.

However, unlike what he expected, it did not contain the location of the gun handover, but a long list of apologies, a long list of explanations, and a tactful refusal.

Calvados: "…"

He looked at the damage report form in the attachment, his eyes twitched, and he exited the mailbox fiercely.

"Once this form is submitted, it will be recorded in my relevant information. My goddess has high authority, which means that she can also see it."

Calvados paced back and forth for a few steps, thinking of the beautified experience he had just told Belmode, and he couldn't think of submitting the form anyway - what if the goddess found his words interesting and checked his intelligence... Then all his modifications just now would be meaningless.

"Forget it, let's wait a few days." Calvados held the mini pistol in his pocket and sighed silently, showing a rare trace of fatigue. "It's a good opportunity for me to take a rest first."