"Be conspicuous enough..." The man reached out and tapped the screen.

"If it's cheap and inconspicuous, it's not worthy of repair..." he said while stroking the black cat.

"That's it." He zoomed in on a building on the map.

"It's worth letting Xiuzhi appreciate it."

…

Tokyo time, twelve o'clock in the evening.

Shuji Tsushima stood on the windowsill and saw the so-called fireworks.

A building burning with blazing flames.

The red flames light up the night.

Looking from Tsujima Shuji's window sill, half of the sky turned into a smoky red.

The building that was originally darkened now lights up.

The police car with red and blue lights is on the road.

The building on fire is the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building.

The construction cost is 156.9 billion yen.

Annual maintenance costs alone cost 4 billion yen.

One can imagine what kind of reaction a fire in such a building would cause.

But he just watched it for a while, then lost interest and closed the curtains out of boredom.

"Don't you like it?" The man was holding a book, and the black cat was lying quietly on his lap.

"It's not about whether you like it or not." The boy sat on the chair with his hands folded and his chin in his hand.

"Gin, vodka, bourbon, Scotland, Vidal, Trinidad, Pernod, Tiamali..." The man turned a page of the book and mentioned some code names casually.

"They are the ones who started the fire." He said with a faint smile.

"Hey..." Tsushima Shuji blinked slowly.

"When I think of them receiving an urgent mission overnight..."

"It suddenly became interesting." He smiled silently.

I'm afraid the group of people who received the mission are still confused.

With a random order, these people who took on the task paid more than just their time.

And hair/sentiment.

"It's getting late in Tokyo, it's time for the kids to go to bed." The man stroked the cat.

"Do you really don't need me to tell you a bedtime story?" he asked with great regret.

"It's really not necessary." The boy said, raising his hand to turn off the projection.

[Good night, Xiu Zhi.] The phone screen lit up, and the text message was very brief.

…

The drunkards who finished their tasks in the middle of the night.

I'm in the bar right now.

Exchange information.

But one is covered more tightly than the other.

He was probably a guy from Trinidad, wearing all black clothes, a black hat, a mask and sunglasses, and not a single bit of his body was exposed.

Tiamali was wearing JK's white and blue sailor suit and smiled quite innocently.

It is said that this guy is Peno. He is as tall as Gin. He is wearing a black coat and a wide-brimmed hat. You can vaguely see a little bit of his chin.

As for bourbon and scotch…

The two people directly wore fake hoods.

Transformed into an ordinary frustrated middle-aged man.

Wedel was not with them and ran away as soon as the mission was completed.

There was only gin and vodka in the room, without any pretense.

Vodka was wearing a pair of sunglasses after all.

Gin... without any cover.

"Really, I don't know what the sudden urgent mission is for..." Tiamali came to behind Peno quickly and lay on the other's shoulder to complain.

"Are you questioning that person? Tiamali." Gin's tone was calm, with murderous intent.

"How could..." Tiamali shook her head quickly.

"It's just a small complaint from an employee who is forced to work overtime." She handed the wine glass to Penno, as if feeding him a drink affectionately.

Pei Nuo also cooperated and took a sip.

Bourbon & Scotland onlookers:...Perno and Tiamali...is this the kind of relationship?

But Tiamali was right.

This mission is indeed...

Very baffling.

It's confusing.

"Don't speculate on that person's thoughts." Gin warned.

Even if that person just had a whim or a whim.

Others must also be perfectly obedient.

Even if...

Gin closed his eyes, picked up the cup, and took a sip of wine.

Obviously knowing that the other party was just because of the words of that brat Kaa.

Gin recalled the time when the person gave him the order.

[Shuji said he wanted to see fireworks, and this place is very suitable for setting off fireworks.]

[Let’s hurry up at midnight, Xiuzhi won’t want to read it by tomorrow.]

The veins in the hand holding the wine glass popped out.

Willful, troublesome, relying on the boss to pamper an unscrupulous and ignorant brat!!!

After truly inheriting that position...

The future of the organization is worrying.

Gin was not worried that the organization would be destroyed by Kaa.

I just suspect that the organization may become...the opponent's toy in Kaa's hands.

"Brother, Ling is so beautiful." Vodka on the side sighed sincerely.

At the same time, several wines pricked up their ears.

Ling?

Bourbon and Scotland, who had just watched the movie, were lost in thought.

Is the Ling Vodka is talking about the one in the movie?

"Trinidad, what are you looking at me for?" Vodka suddenly asked.

The figure, wrapped tightly in darkness, said nothing, but silently turned his back to the vodka.

"But the ending is too sad..." Vodka said with a sincerely sad tone.

"Vodka, you... like to see this." Bourbon couldn't help but say.

Why do you, who is following Gin, like to watch this kind of movie? And you actually shed tears because of the plot of the movie!

Bourbon: There's something wrong with you Vodka.

Bourbon: Now I'm beginning to suspect that something is wrong with Gin too.

Maybe I also learned my love for vodka from gin.

"It's quite good-looking, and it's Nanami Ryo who plays the role. Of course I have to support it, after all Nanami..." Vodka said naively.

"Shut up, Vodka." Gin suddenly interrupted him.

Vodka: Oops, I almost said something I shouldn’t have said.

"After all, Nanami... is... my favorite actor..." he explained seriously.
To be continued...