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

Gin was leaning on the passenger seat and heard his phone vibrating. He picked up the phone and saw it was Rum calling. He pressed the answer button and a mechanical voice came from the other end.

"Rum, your people just went crazy in the interrogation room and left. Do you want to give me an explanation?"

There was silence on the other end for a moment before the mechanical voice slowly spoke.

"Binga has lost contact."

Gin:? ? ?

Rum really didn't have the courage to say that Binga suddenly went crazy. He didn't answer the phone, didn't read the messages but didn't reply, and the location on his phone disappeared. He was also a man who cared about his reputation.

But what he didn't know was that just ten minutes ago, Binga drove past Gin's Porsche 356A and threw three mobile phones to Gin.

Gin had a mocking look on his face, "Rum, you really are getting old. Are you using such a lame excuse now?"

Rum:? ? ?

The two people were already incompatible, and the information gap led to even greater conflicts.

"Since I took Bourbon from the newcomers, I will naturally give you one person as compensation," Rum sat on the sofa, resisting the urge to smash his phone, but still said with a calm temper: "Binga will be at your disposal in the future. I will report this matter to that gentleman."

"Humph, you should think about how to explain today's events to that gentleman!" Gin hung up the phone, lit a new cigarette, and ordered Vodka, "Go back to the safe house."

Vodka drove obediently, and when he secretly glanced at his elder brother, he saw that his face was not looking good, and even his breathing became lighter.

After being hung up, Rum smashed the phone hard, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched uncontrollably.

"Assholes, every one of them is an asshole!"

Binga, who had no idea that he had been packed up and sent to Gin by Rum, was checking the contents of the three bottles of whiskey and the mobile phone in his safe house.

Bourbon has a phone number that he doesn't contact often. There is no note on it, but it is indeed a phone number that he contacts every once in a while besides the organization.

Binga leaned back in his ergonomic swivel chair, staring at the call, attributing it to a special service worker, and out of boredom wrote down the phone number, simulating a fake number and calling it.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Hey?"

It turned out to be a man's voice coming from the other side!

A man!

Binga immediately adjusted his voice into an artificial female voice.

"Hello, are you Ms. Takano's boyfriend? She broke her arm on the way to work."

"Sorry, you dialed the wrong number." Yuya Kazami responded politely, not paying too much attention to the wrong call.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

After Binga hung up the phone, he sat in silence in front of the computer for a long time.

"Bourbon is actually calcium!"

Looking at Scotland, it is cautious, but too cautious. The phones are too clean, and people in their twenties don't even have a girlfriend, let alone a special spending list.

Binga supported his face with one hand and tapped the mouse lightly, sorting out the suspicious parts that could be used as evidence.

He knew that killing the Scottish organization would not do anything to him, and it would still be troublesome, but he still had to save his face. He couldn't just go to Rum and Gin and say "I was wrong"!

But when he got to Rye, Binga had the expression of an old man looking at his phone from beginning to end, and after watching it, he felt like his eyes were dirty.

The key point is that he discovered that Hei Mai now has a girlfriend, which means that while Hei Mai is dating Miyano Akemi from the organization, he also has a foreign girlfriend.

"Tsk, today really opened my eyes. No wonder Akai Shuichi was able to stay undercover in the organization for so long."

Binga sorted these out, optimized the content by adding some spice, and then posted it on the organization forum.

This kind of hurt cannot be borne by oneself.

But Binga could never have dreamed that the first person to suffer harm would be the boss of the organization!

In his luxurious European manor, Karasuma Renye leaned back on a comfortable leather sofa, picked up his phone and opened the organization's forum to see if these people were doing their job properly.

Then I saw two short essays from an account called Binga.

[Bourbon's secret lover...]

[The secret behind Rye's rise to power through women...]

When Karasuma Renye saw the two short essays, he burst into laughter and kept coughing. A group of doctors in white coats examined him in an orderly manner.

"Master, your health is important. No work is more important than your health."

Karasuma Renye, who was mistakenly thought to be working by his bodyguard and butler, silently put down his phone, but just as he put it down, he received an email from Rum.

When Karasuma Renye saw that it was from Rum, he slowly opened the email.

[After drinking, Binga beat up a member who had just been given a code name, and refused to take a very important mission. Considering that he was a member that the organization had cultivated since childhood, he was sentenced to caning and transferred to Gin's action team to continue to contribute to the organization. - Rum]

In fact, Karasuma Renya didn't care about the members who joined the organization halfway, but when he saw Binga, the Binga who wrote short essays on the forum, two of the people who were beaten were the protagonists of the essays, he immediately became interested.

Because I was in a good mood, I replied to Rum's email.

[Binga, very good. ——Boss]

Rum received an email: ???

Boss, what does this mean?

Are you not going to punish Binga?

Rum spent half a day pondering the email from Boss before he sent a message to Gin.

[The boss has agreed to transfer Binga to the action team. - Rum]

Gin saw the message and ordered Vodka, "Send Bourbon to Rum."

"Yes, brother." Vodka felt that his brother was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to ask and continued driving silently.

At this moment, Binga, who was sleeping at home, had no idea that he had been packed up by Rum and given to Gin with the Boss's consent.

And the account on the forum received the attention of the Boss.

When Binga woke up at night, his phone was filled with a series of calls from Vodka and more than a dozen messages, all asking him where he was and why he didn't reply to his messages.

Binga replied to Vodka, saying that he had found evidence that Scotland was a rat and would go to confirm it soon.

In the spirit of sharing happiness with others, I also reminded Vodka to stay away from Bourbon because he is a calcium!

After replying the message, he ate something casually and went to the organization's training base. Binga went directly to the shooting area. He always felt that in his previous life, he was thrown into an office by Rum and delayed the display of his own strength.

Binga sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his results. There was no problem. Both the head and the heart were hit. This made him even more confused as to why he missed the target when he invaded the Franko Police Station in his previous life.

Before he could figure it out, he was faced with a barrage of tasks.

Binga was not resistant to the missions, they were all missions to obtain intelligence. He was originally a member of the intelligence team, so it was not difficult for him to obtain intelligence.

Black Widow Bar.

Vodka held a cocktail in one hand and a sandwich in the other. He secretly observed that his elder brother was in a good mood, and then asked, "Brother, is it really okay for us to give all the recent intelligence gathering tasks to Binga?"