Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

"Your actions in recent times have violated the organization's bottom line." The boss reminded.

Fūya Rei lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the coldness beneath them, and he obediently accepted the punishment: "Alright. But you can go to the lab, but you can't live there. I don't like the environment there, and I won't cooperate with the researchers for long."

"Vermouth will prepare accommodation for you, and the research will only take half a month."

"Thank you for your tolerance, sir." Furuya Ling's purple-gray eyes were cold, as if stained with a layer of darkness, deep and terrifying. He kept complaining, "But I won't apologize to Gin. Not only did he bully me, he also spread rumors. It's too much."

Yuya Kazami's voice came from the headset: "Mr. Amuro, the signal has been tracked."

As Fūya Rei's eyes flickered, his deep eyes lit up and a glimmer of hope rose in them.

The corners of his mouth curled up quietly, but Vermouth didn't notice.

"But you've gone too far. Gin's collapse has delayed many of the organization's missions." Even when he was blaming, the boss's voice was still kind and smiling, like an old grandfather without any edges.

His tone even had a hint of sarcasm, as if he was enjoying a good show: "If Gin causes you trouble, handle it yourself. I won't interfere."

Gin was tricked by Tennessee and is now lying in the hospital. The beds next to him are Chianti and Ireland.

Given Gin's vengeful personality, he would probably fly to New York to get revenge as soon as he recovers.

The boss watched the fun silently, measuring the strength of his subordinates.

After the communication, the phone returned to Vermouth's hands.

The boss said a few words to her and then disconnected.

Vermouth glanced at Furuya Rei with a complicated expression, raised his gun, and said meaningfully, "Let's go. I'll take you to the lab."

Furiya Ling looked at him pitifully and said in a plaintive tone, "I won't run away. Miss Chris, please put the gun away. Doesn't your arm get sore from holding it?"

Vermouth smiled, not hiding her fear: "I dare not relax with you."

"You are very cautious." Fūya Ling smiled meaningfully and sent out the scheduled email on his mobile phone at the same time.

[The plan begins.]

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On a small island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, the boss sitting on a recliner put down the communicator and touched the little crow on the table, looking thoughtful.

Rum, who was standing beside him, asked tentatively, "Sir, are you going to take this opportunity to kill him?"

The boss took off his oxygen mask, tolerated Rum's clumsiness, and pointed out: "You're thinking about killing him, but why didn't you consider that he can predict your behavior? He is smarter than you."

"This……"

The boss's aged face showed the shrewdness of a veteran. He pointed out calmly, "Tennessee, or rather, Amuro Toru, has a dessert club openly operating behind him, as well as other hidden forces. Those forces are centered around him and believe in him. We can all verify this."

Although he knew that Tennessee had given names to all three personalities, he was still used to calling them by the name 'Amuro Toru' that he had looked up when they first met.

"Just like the recent death of FBI Deputy Director Thomas, when Toru Amuro took action, the organization was completely unaware. There were more than one hacker cleaning up after Toru Amuro, some of whom were internationally renowned and had even refused recruitment by the organization."

"This represents his ability and connections."

"If you can be so cruel as to sacrifice Amuro Toru's brilliant mind and kill him, of course you can. But if you fail to kill him by a single move, you must prevent his counterattack. Given his abilities, are you sure you can withstand it?"

"If you were lucky enough to kill him, could you stop the forces behind him from seeking revenge for their master?"

That person is so smart, he must have left a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

"In other words, as long as you make a move, whether he dies or not, you're dead."

For a time, Rum was also cautious and did not dare to act rashly.

He was helpless: "...I am narrow-minded, but sir, the trouble he got into is not small, and he even has ambiguous relations with the authorities."

The boss shook his head. "Geniuses always have their quirks. If we dare to recruit him, we must also accept his troubles. Of course, any trouble he causes will be solved by him. Any losses incurred by the organization will be recouped tenfold by him. The lab has already begun to deal with it."

Rum pondered for a moment and said in surprise: "You mean..."

"He already has a lot of split personalities, so it makes sense to have another one that's completely loyal to the organization, doesn't it?"

The wrinkles at the corners of the boss's eyes were all smiles. "Rum, what do you think of the code name Romanee-Conti?"

Romanee-Conti - known as the hidden gem of the gods.

He happened to have a collection of several bottles of Romanee-Conti Grand Cru red wine, which is known as the "Prince's Wine". The wine is filled with the aroma of rose petals, has a velvety taste, and is full of charming mystery.

This is his favorite wine.

He also hopes that Romanee-Conti can become a wine that belongs exclusively to the organization.

Rum understood what he meant and agreed, "I think that's great. The American laboratory will definitely create this bottle of divine relic for you."

No, it is the jewel of the organization.

The boss smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

Rum handed over a cup of hot water and asked worriedly, "Does Amuro Toru know your plan?"

The boss took a sip of water. His weathered eyes were sharp and shrewd, completely unlike the cloudy look of an ordinary old man. He said leisurely, "He knows. This is a tacit exchange between the organization and him."

Toru Amuro joined the organization with evil intentions, and the organization accepted him because they coveted his wisdom. Everyone had bad intentions and each took what they wanted.

He caused trouble for the organization, and the organization punished him, which was actually a step back for both the organization and him.

The organization exposed the trouble he had caused, and he stayed in the organization's laboratory for a while to make it easier for the organization to do something.

When making a move, it depends on who goes first and who will win.

"How's the investigation going on with the Miyano family?" When the boss thought of the name Miyano Toru, he associated it with the Miyano family and sent someone to investigate the intelligence early on.

Speaking of this, Rum rubbed his bald head with some embarrassment and said cautiously, "The incident with the Miyano family happened more than ten years ago. Someone cleared the intelligence, and the people below didn't find much information."

"In Haido, an elderly person who still remembers the Miyano family mentioned that there was indeed a blond, dark-skinned child who haunted the Miyano Hospital back then. He was very close to the Miyano family, but it's been so long that they no longer remember the child's name."

"The intelligence team checked famous American mental hospitals from over a decade ago and found Miyano Toru's treatment records at one. However, the hospital closed down five years ago, and a lot of the information disappeared, so we can't find any more."

All the information mysteriously disappeared due to various coincidences.