Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"Well, I won't tell anyone."

Binga looked at Gin, speechless, it seemed like all his explanations were just covering up.

"Well...I always thought your native language was Neon..."

Binga rubbed his eyebrows. He thought Gin's name was Kurosawa Jin, and he was a Japanese, and his mother tongue was also Neon. He never thought that... his Neon was not proper.

Then... they must have had problems with communication before!

"Hey, if you're not good at Neon, why don't you just say so? It's not like I can't understand other languages!"

I get angry whenever I think about this. I can't understand what you are saying. And you're using that sarcastic Neon language to communicate. What the hell!

I remember that Brandy had the same tone, and they were from the same period. I seriously suspect that they were taught Neon language by the same person.

"What is your native language?" Gin asked slowly.

"Portuguese and English," Binga realized what Gin meant and explained immediately, "I'm an intelligence officer. I learn languages for more than just communication!"

“It’s necessary to learn to the level of the indigenous people!”

"Oh, my native language is German." After saying this, Gin lowered the corners of his mouth and never said another word.

The two arrived at Base No. 3, and after identity verification, they saw Calvados sitting on a box, with his head down and picking his fingers.

Seeing that only two people came in, he looked back. After all, where there is gin, there will be a bottle of vodka.

But this time he was disappointed. He didn't see Vodka, and he felt a little scared. If Vodka was there, Gin would have wanted to kill him and there would have been someone stopping him.

Now it's Binga's turn. He can guarantee that not only will Binga not stop Gin, but he will also applaud and watch the fun, and maybe even add fuel to the fire.

"What is it?" Gin said briefly, his cold gaze falling on Calvados.

Binga noticed that Gin was not good at speaking Neon, so he took on the role of translator for Vodka and said to Calvados, "He asked you what you wanted to see him about?"

"Ah?" Calvados looked at Binga, then at Gin, wondering what Gin was up to.

In fact, Calvados is not a Japanese, and his Neighbor language is not much better. There is no problem with daily communication between them. He is about the same as Gin.

"Yesterday, I was assisting Vodka in a mission, and Vermouth shot me, you know that!"

Calvados kept organizing his words. After all, he was so angry that he forgot to report what Vermouth said to his superiors. If Vermouth framed him, he would probably be treated as a traitor.

"I forgot to mention it before. Vermouth and the female FBI agent know each other. They are the remnants of a murder that happened 20 years ago. Now the FBI agent has recognized Chris Wynyard as Sharon Wynyard. They are both the same person, Vermouth. Vermouth not only didn't handle the matter as soon as possible, but also started chatting with her."

"I suspect that Vermouth had betrayed the organization a long time ago. After the Neon Public Security Bureau intervened, Vermouth not only protected the FBI, but also shot at me. Shouting my code name was to pass on a message to them."

"If Binga and Moscato hadn't arrived in time, I would have been arrested by the FBI. The more I thought about it yesterday, the more I thought it was wrong. I suspected that the FBI was not arresting Vermouth, but was working with Vermouth to arrest me."

Calvados was afraid that Gin would not believe him, so his brain worked frantically to try to break the impasse. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and he shouted, "I remember, I saw the high school girl who was killed by Moscato two years ago. It was the mission that disfigured her."

"It seems that he rescued her in an open-air warehouse, and then..." Calvados glanced at Binga and continued, "Then he was kicked down by Binga again."

Binga recalled that this mission was to capture Shuichi Akai, but not only did Vermouth fail to lure the person over, she was also injured. Not only was she injured, but she also needed someone to rescue her.

and many more!

wrong.

"How do you know that I kicked Vermouth down?" Binga looked at Calvados suspiciously. Apart from Kudo Shinichi, no one else living knew about this!

Calvados touched his nose, looked up and down but not at Binga. Finally, under Gin's death threat, he said, "There is a brother. He is a sniper in the American area. He was asked by Vermouth to protect her during that mission."

"She said... Vermouth told him to watch from a distance and kill the person who rescued her. I only found out about this later."

"But that brother is just like me. Although he is a bootlicker, he is absolutely loyal to the organization. The moment he saw you, he checked your information in advance. Your information shows that you are an important technical and intelligence personnel of the organization, so he... withdrew."

Calvados' words were vague, but Gin and Binga both understood the meaning. Vermouth was planning to kill Binga, but this lickspittle was more rational.

That’s right, among those who have managed to get code names in the organization, there are probably a few idiots.

Gin glanced at Binga, except for this one.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. I really forgot about it. I contacted you as soon as I woke up. I have not licked Vermouth for a long time. Really, Chianti and Cohen can testify that I only have an online girlfriend, Aldara, and we are only online lovers and never meet in person."

Calvados swore to God that he had really forgotten such important information. This was not an ordinary rumor, just something he said casually for fun. This time, Vermouth had even been taken into custody.

What if that old man starts to bite, and he doesn't tell anyone this information, then he won't be able to wash himself clean even if he jumps into the disinfectant in the laboratory.

TMD!

Vermouth, that bastard!

Binga wanted to tear Vermouth to pieces. He was almost sniped two years ago. If that man hadn't had a little common sense, the grass on his grave would be two meters high now.

"I won't be implicated in this Vermouth matter, right?! I told you everything I know. Vermouth hired people to do private work without paying them. Some codename members were silenced by her, not sacrificed in the mission."

"I didn't participate at all. Although I was a bootlicker, I just enjoyed the process and only lost money. I never excluded dissidents during the mission."

Calvados was so dry-mouthed and almost crying. He was really wronged. He had been accusing him for two whole hours of all the things that Vermouth had done over the years.

Some of them are well known to everyone, and some were discovered by Calvados himself, which highlighted all of Vermouth's American secrets.

What kind of tasks are asking for help without paying commissions, excluding dissidents from the tasks, and deliberately blurring the content when the intelligence is wrong...

Calvados was afraid that the two of them might not understand, so he repeated it in English.

Then Gin responded immediately, "Got it, you will take a temporary leave and wait for arrangements."

Binga looked at Calvados with pity, and then became more certain that Gin was just not good at Neon. After seeing Calvados repeat it in English, he immediately responded.

No wonder he speaks in a sarcastic tone.

It's like someone who is not good at foreign languages goes to buy coffee, and they ask you if you want it cold or hot, and you reply that you want it above 60 degrees.