Conan's winery play house

"I think it's pretty good." Vodka's tone at this moment could no longer be heard as honest.

"Without the organization, I would probably be an orphan now." The smile on his face looked a bit silly, which was completely opposite to the ferocious posture in front of outsiders.

Vodka's code name is inherited, which also means that his parents are dead. If the code members are still alive, their code names cannot be inherited.

He is an orphan raised by an organization, but he is not very smart.

Especially when compared with organizing a group of people with superior IQs, he has no advantage.

And his physical quality is not as good as those members who are born with extraordinary qualities. Whether it is marksmanship or fighting, he cannot compare with others in many aspects.

The organization's protection laws for minors have truly protected him.

And when he turned sixteen, he inherited the code name of Vodka and became the new Vodka. He no longer needed to participate in the fierce competition after that, and became a complete support staff far away from the core power.

Vodka even served as an auxiliary to rum at first, and later became a follower of gin.

The reason is that Gin was a minor when he got the code name and did not have a driver's license, so he needed someone to drive.

So the vodka car has been running for more than ten years.

The camp is also completely bound to Gin.

"It's just a way for superiors to win people's hearts." The man with long silver hair said casually.

But it is indeed beneficial to them.

There are good and bad ways to win people's hearts. Obviously, BOSS is smart enough.

But no matter how clever you are, there will still be traitors.

This is human difference, no matter what the institution.

Countries have deployed undercover spies to organizations in various countries, and organizations have also placed their own personnel in organizations in various countries.

It's just that one party is motivated by responsibility, while the other party... is moved by interests.

Vodka didn't respond to Gin's comments, and he didn't know how to respond. He was loyal to the organization, highly respected the BOSS, and admired outstanding people, such as Gin and Rum.

Brother Gin is right, this is BOSS's way of buying people's hearts, and vodka, as one of the beneficiaries, is naturally bought as well.

But he couldn't agree to speak out because... that was BOSS.

He is the person to whom everyone in the organization owes allegiance.

Fortunately, the car had arrived at the base and Vodka stepped on the brakes.

"Brother, we're here." He unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door, then naturally walked around to the other door to open the door for Gin.

The man with long silver hair first stretched out one foot and then stepped out of the car.

Vodka is already tall enough, but Gin is even taller than him.

"Let's go." Gin glanced at the underground garage and saw no extra strange vehicles, so he walked towards the elevator entrance.

There may not necessarily be new cars appearing at the research base in ten days and a half. In comparison, the training base is much more chaotic, with many members coming and going on a daily basis.

At the same time, Mizuno Reina Gil frowned after receiving Gin's news.

Why did Avicril suddenly go to the base? What about Miyamoto Toru? Did he go to the base with him?

You only monitored the target for a day and then he disappeared?

This surveillance mission is... a little weird, or... unreliable.

Is the purpose of the organization in letting her come to Aiwe Lier really for surveillance?

As Mizuno Reina deleted the records without delay, she was thinking about the truth of this mission.

On the surface, she still has to maintain her popular female host attitude.

She hates the organization so much that she grits her teeth. Her biggest hope is to destroy the organization and arrest all its members, but before that, she needs to complete the CIA's mission - to investigate the origin of the organization, the BOSS behind the scenes, and... the organization

Secret transactions and research, including the source of the organization’s capital chain.

Until then, she will continue to lurk, rooted in the shadow of the organization.

…

In a room full of instruments, Herrega pointed to the brown-haired girl beside her who was no longer able to eat on her own and relied on liquid food through a catheter to maintain her vital signs and said:

"Suzy was already like this when she gave her to me."

He shrugged lightly, shirking responsibility calmly.

Just looking at his appearance, he is cool and gentle, his white coat is neat and spotless, he is a typical scientific research elite and very convincing.

"Who do you think this statement can convince?" Gin held an unlit cigarette between his fingers and glanced at Shirley, who had transformed into the size of a child. Then he looked away, not even giving the other person a glance out of the corner of his eye.

"..." Herrega smiled silently and straightened his tie.

Obviously, his statement was not taken lightly by anyone.

"She was a bit disobedient when she was sent here..." Heriga said with a hint.

"So in order to get her to obey and cooperate, I had to use some small tricks." At this point, Herrega narrowed his eyes and made a small gesture with his index finger and thumb.

"I promise, it's just a small trick." Herriga's tone was full of certainty.

In his opinion, it was really just a trivial means.

In my heart, I even feel that the spirit of the new generation of the organization is a bit too fragile.

Shirley is like this. A little trick can make the other person fight against excessive autism. The same is true for Junerik. He is always panicking and making a fuss.

BOSS is becoming more and more tolerant of children, causing them to become worse with each generation.

"Small means?" Gin sneered and asked with unclear meaning.

"Suzi said the same thing." Gin said in a cold tone.

Suzi and Herrega both said that they only used small means, and Gin didn't care what means they used.

In the end, Shirley became what she is now.

This was expected by Gin. Of course he knew who Suzi and Heriga were and what methods they would use.

"Where is Junerik?" Gin asked.

"He is probably playing with Ai Vikriel now..." Herega said with a teasing smile.

"In your room." He said, his eyes fixed on Gin.

I was looking forward to seeing how Gin would react when he heard such news.

To his disappointment, he couldn't see any special expression on Gin's face.

This man is always dangerous, cold, and only smiles in interesting situations - a bloodthirsty smile.

Most of the time, he seemed to have a calm, indifferent aura that could repel people thousands of miles away, just like at this moment.

In other words, from Gin's point of view, it is not something surprising or strange that Avicril and Junerik are in his room.

It is obvious that Gin has a strong sense of territoriality. People who are not familiar with him can't even think of getting closer than one meter to him unless he is on a mission.

"A willful brat." Gin commented casually, but was not angry.

Just turn around and leave.

Vodka quickly followed suit.

"If you go over now, Junerik might be shocked by you." Heriga said in a teasing tone, leaning against the wall.

The figure in the black coat showed no reaction at all, and did not even look back.

As expected, there was no response, and Herrega just put away his smile as usual.