Model worker and his little darling

The monitoring coverage is incomplete, and many areas were not captured.

Pingqing sighed. It really was convenient for both himself and the enemy.

Although signs of human activity were visible, no useful discoveries were made.

"Hmph, Rum is really getting old. He can't even handle such a small matter. He can't even keep an eye on a few people." After saying that, Gin threw his phone on the table.

Gin was like a raging lion. Just as Taira was about to speak, thinking, "Is it just a few people?" Gin's phone rang again.

After some silence, Gin said again, "Useless!"

Gin's killing intent grew stronger, and Heikiri almost burst out laughing when he looked at the vodka pretending to be a quail next to him.

Vodka looked at Pingqing with a resentful expression. What if his older brother suddenly attacked and shot him? He wasn't Pingqing; his older brother wouldn't be so protective of him.

Gin immediately dialed another number, "Sila, kill those drug addicts who were arrested by the police tonight."

Soon, Gin received several more phone calls, all about problems with his subordinates or tasks.

Ping Qing narrowed his eyes; it seemed someone was stirring up trouble. But there were still five days until the assassination attempt, so what was the point of causing trouble now? Besides, this level of disturbance wouldn't have any real impact.

"Royal Deer, Rum is looking for you. He's at Base 3."

"Vodka, let's go to the monitoring room." With that, Gin led Vodka away.

Pingqing glanced at the pitch-black night outside, where snow was falling. What kind of trouble had he gotten himself into?

Upon arriving at Base 3, Pingqing saw Rum waiting for him in the lobby with a smile.

"Uncle, what do you want with me?"

Rum led Pingqing to a huge room filled with surveillance footage and a pile of intelligence on the table. "I don't trust any of those people when it comes to catching rats, so I had to ask you for help."

As Pingqing watched those scenes unfold, his eyes ached. He desperately wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

Seeing those who were making unusual movements, Pingqing scratched his head and said, "Uncle, why don't we just kill them all?"

Rum looked at Pingqing with surprise, "You've been with Gin for too long. When things get tough, all you know is fighting and killing. Those who deserve to be killed won't survive, and some still have some use. We need to play the long game and catch the big fish."

Ugh, this convoluted process is so annoying.

Thinking of the enormous workload, Pingqing looked at Rum sincerely, "Uncle, let Su Dai come to Japan. She's the best at these things."

Rum chuckled and shook his head. "There are still five days until the assassination, and they're already causing trouble. Do you know why?"

Seeing Ping Qing's confused look, Rum explained, "It's a test! We've released different messages to different people. They're trying to verify the authenticity of the messages. From what I've observed, several people have already started to join forces."

"Moreover, several of your men have also gotten involved. Now we can identify who the rats are based on their movements, and we can carry out a major purge. The same thing is happening in the United States; Su Dai is doing the same thing as you."

"After so much quiet, the people in the organization are starting to get restless. Let's use blood to calm them down."

Seeing Rum's smiling face, Ping Qing's lips twitched. His tools were about to decrease again.

After working all night, we haven't even finished half of the work. We've already identified three undercover agents, and there are still five more pending, but they could be dragged out and beaten to death.

Pingqing lay on the computer, looking at Rum who was still full of energy. Was this guy on some kind of stimulant?

"Uncle, you're living in an undercover operation now."

"Hehe, don't worry, there will only be more spies on Gin's side."

Hmm, that makes sense. Four of the five pending cases are from the action team.

Seeing that Hirakiyo was still crawling, Rum slapped the table. "Gin's side has already started making moves. Hirakiyo, you need to speed things up."

"Uncle, I think Gin is capable of handling this intelligence. I can go out and kill people, and I guarantee that no one will escape."

Upon hearing Pingqing's words, Rum's lips twitched. How did Pingqing come up with the idea of ​​having him sit with Gin to process intelligence?

"Cough cough, given Gin's personality, he'll kill all of them."

Taira nods in agreement; indeed, killing him is the easiest way for Gin to make things easier.

Looking at the computer in front of him, he really wanted to pull Touko over, but unfortunately, she was an undercover agent.

After following Rum around busily for two whole days, Pingqing felt that God was smiling and beckoning to him.

Looking at that list of undercover agents, I wonder where Gin has gone.

If the organization is going to carry out a major purge, they will have no choice but to die; those who are lucky enough to survive can become test subjects.

Two of his most active subordinates were also put on the kill list.

He stroked his chin, thinking about when to go to the training camp and pick out a few new "tools"—these undercover agents who haven't yet infiltrated the organization are the most useful. Especially with Bourbon as a good example, they're all proactive and hardworking.

After receiving Rum's permission, Pingqing left Base 3 without looking back; he never wanted to come to this godforsaken place again.

It was already past midnight when they returned to Base 1. Seeing that all the members of Gin's team were there, Ping Qing raised an eyebrow. It was rare to see even Chianti and Cohen come.

He sat down next to Vodka and noticed that the men all looked unwell and had a faint smell of blood on them. It seemed they hadn't had an easy time these past few days.

Gin looked at the list he had just received. "Mishika, is that all?"

Taira Kiyoshi stared at Gin in astonishment. Hadn't he killed enough yet?

They had found an undercover agent who had been lying low for a long time. At the time, he thought this person was fine, but it was Rum who discovered that the people he had been in contact with were suspicious, which led them to track him down. There were more than a dozen people on that line, although most of them were peripheral members.

Oh, I forgot that person is already in the interrogation room, so Gin can't kill him for now.

"That's all for now. Rum said there are a few more people he needs to investigate carefully."

Everyone looked at Pingqing and wondered why Yulu wasn't there for such a big event. It turned out he had gone to Rum's place.

Gin scoffed, "Just kill them directly. Why waste so much effort? In the end, it will all turn out to be undercover agents anyway."

Ping Qingyi choked. That's true, but if we keep killing like this, who will dare to join the organization? We need some solid evidence before we take action, right?

Chianti and Cohen simply assigned the rat-catching task and left.

"Royal Deer, let's go on a mission together."

Ping Qingchao Xila waved his hand, "I'm about to die from exhaustion, so I won't play with you anymore."

After everyone had left, Gin frowned and stared at Heikichi. "Go to sleep."

He rubbed his temples, nodded to Gin, and walked towards the lounge.

Sigh, overwork has kept his brain cells in an excited state, and he can't fall asleep at all now.

Heiji didn't know how long he tossed and turned in bed before finally falling into a deep sleep.

After Gin finished killing the people on the list, he returned to the base the following afternoon.

I was originally planning to go to the cafeteria for lunch, but I was a little worried about Pingqing, that sleeping god, so I turned around and went to Pingqing's rest room instead.

Sure enough, the room was pitch black, and Pingqing was still asleep.

Gin frowned. Aren't you hungry?

After turning on the light, I sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to pinch Pingqing's nose.

Ping Qing kicked the man. He worked diligently for the organization, and now he couldn't even take a nap?

Seeing that Hirakiyo hadn't even opened his eyes, Gin stood up, grabbed Hirakiyo by the clothes, and prepared to lift him up.

result--

"Stab!"