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

The fifth house is on the fourth underground floor.

Fūya Rei was sitting on the ground, staring at the strange and bizarre shadows with wide eyes in amazement. He also took the time to think that although he was obviously blind, these illusions were very real, as if he could see.

At this time, the door opened.

Fūya Rei could sense the urgency and joy of the visitor. The familiar emotion made the corners of his mouth curl up. He tilted his head to face the door and said gently, "Shiho, you're here."

Miyano Shiho walked over to him and injected the potion into his body. As the hallucination disappeared, he heard the girl crying with joy and saying, "Brother Toru, I can finally do something for you."

She took out a blind stick from her bosom and handed it over, her cold little face also full of intimacy: "Brother Che, you can leave now."

Fūya Rei's hand was on the blind stick, and his empty vision suddenly brightened. In the black and white perspective, he saw the tears, happiness, and deep fatigue on his sister's face.

To be able to develop the antidote so quickly, Shiho must have never rested.

He swung his right hand and the blind stick instantly lengthened.

After Shiho helped him up with his cane, he raised his hand to touch the girl's head and praised her with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Shiho. I didn't expect that you are so smart despite your short stature. It really is true that concentration is the essence."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fūya Rei's smile froze.

No, he really wanted to praise his sister, so why did the words sound so out of place?

Miyano Shiho's expression froze. She clenched her fists tightly, resisting the urge to punch, and her face turned red.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, suppressed her anger and said, "Brother, let's leave here first, otherwise I'm afraid your tongue will freeze."

Fūya Ling closed his mouth and didn't dare to say a word, for fear of saying something unpleasant again.

The girl dragged him back to Shirley's office. As soon as he sat down, his cell phone rang.

This person who was so good at timing aroused some interest in Fūya Rei.

After he answered the phone, Vermouth's charming and gorgeous voice came out, and the curiosity in her words was not concealed: "Mr. G, I heard that the curly-haired man under Camus and the Scottish man under Tennessee blew up Shirley's laboratory together. Are you hurt?"

Fūya Rei's mouth straightened, and he said unhappily, "I'm fine. Did you call me just to ridicule me?"

He patted Shiho's shoulder gently and told her not to be nervous.

All Vermouth knew was what happened yesterday morning. The fact that Hiro and his men broke into the laboratory and stayed there all night had been sealed.

Vermouth laughed softly, and said in a half-hearted tone, "That's not the case. I have a mission that I can't accomplish alone."

Fūya Rei walked to the window, feeling the temperature outside, and said calmly, "You can mobilize people from both the operations team and the intelligence team."

"This mission is quite special." Vermouth's voice came from the overlapping voices of the phone and the door.

Miyano Shiho suddenly jumped up from her chair, like a hedgehog with its spines exploded, and asked coldly, "Vermouth, what are you doing here?"

Vermouth hung up the phone, holding the box in her left hand, and swaying the rose-red nailed index finger of her right hand, she chuckled and said, "The organization's mission is confidential."

She pointed to the door. Miyano Shiho's face turned pale. She looked back at Toru, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she understood and left the room obediently, closed the door and stood guard outside.

Inside the room, Vermouth placed the suitcase on the table, gracefully walked to the window, and came face to face with Fūya Rei.

Her gaze fell on Furuya Rei's empty, unfocused eyes, then she took in his thin, yet innocent, baby face. A smile spread across her face, and she said with satisfaction, "This mission requires you."

Furuya Rei rubbed his cane and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tell me more about it."

Vermouth leaned against the window, her slender white fingers tapping rhythmically on the windowsill. She spoke logically, "The organization's mission this time is to obtain the route the Kawaguchi Group uses to smuggle medical supplies. The laboratory is short of some medical equipment, and they reported it to us. The United States just happens to have some newly developed, high-quality equipment."

"The US has strict controls, so we can only get these through smuggling. But we don't have any connections, and the Intelligence Department just happened to find out that the Kawaguchi Group has smuggling channels that can get these things."

Seeing that Furuya Rei was listening attentively, Vermouth continued, "That's the problem. The Intelligence Department has investigated many times and finally determined that only Team Leader Kawaguchi knows the smuggling channels and the inside story."

"Team Leader Kawaguchi is a cautious man who values ​​his own safety very much. The operations team couldn't get close to him without killing him, so this mission fell into my hands."

"After my disguise and investigation, I discovered that Team Leader Kawaguchi has a special hobby..."

"He likes to exchange lovers and has a stronger desire to abuse weak and pitiful people."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked leisurely, "What are you going to do?"

Vermouth turned and walked to the desk, patted the box she brought over, with a playful smile in her eyes: "I disguised myself as an accountant in the Kawaguchi Group, Kikuchi."

"Kikuchi may appear elegant, but he's actually quite strong and ruthless. His interests are very similar to those of Team Leader Kawaguchi, and they often go to clubs together."

"Our only chance to contact him now is at the club. I need a lover who suits both his and Kikuchi's tastes. You are now taking over the organization's authority. This channel, which you personally established, will belong exclusively to you. In the future, this smuggling chain will be used not only for medical supplies but also for other things."

"What do you think?"

Furuya Rei gently raised his hand, and his cane traced a graceful arc in the air, as if conducting an elegant and solemn concert. He smiled and said, "I don't think it's very good. I'll contact Aquavit and ask him to cooperate with you."

When Vermouth thought of the stupid Aquavit, her smile froze. She wasn't going to mess things up. She could just take that idiot Aquavit with her. That guy always did things that were bad for your good intentions.

She rolled her eyes and decided to persuade her new boss based on his enterprising spirit.

She said nonchalantly, "I heard that club brings together many high-ranking politicians and even chaebols. The organization can get a list of those people and try to bribe them to expand its business. Even if we can't bribe them all, we can still get some evidence against them so that they can help the organization when it needs them."

Fūya Rei's expression darkened a bit, and the faint smile on his lips was indifferent: "When is the time set?"

When Vermouth heard this, she knew he agreed.

Her eyes lit up and she said happily, "Tonight."

Although it is only morning, the tasks have been prepared in advance.

She opened the box and said confidently, "I'll make some minor adjustments for you. Your appearance is already suitable, but you need to make it more attractive."