"That's all you can tell me?" After listening to the Gipson's information about the First Laboratory and Sherry, Mizuma Moon raised his eyebrows dissatisfied, and he had already said all these things.

"Do you know this?" said Jeepson, squinting at the water moon.

"I only know a small part, but the other part is useless, so you can't tell me what that aptx is used for, for example?"

"I don't know, who knows what you think, anyway, remember to cash in on the chocolate bar!" Jeep said for fear that Mizuma would pay the bill.

"Cash, cash......" Mizumatsuki shook her head, is this guy really childish or hasn't grown up.

"We went back anyway and it was late. Suddenly realizing the time issue, Jepson said.

It's three o'clock in the morning.

Mizuma nodded, "That's a good idea. With that, he ran away with a bang, and then disappeared.

"Cut...... Do I still need you to lead the way?" the jepson saw the sinister thoughts of Mizumatsuki, and shouted disdainfully at Mizumatsu's back.

Mizuma didn't take care of the jeepson, and went back to his room, and he hadn't returned to his room since he entered the base today, although this kind of hotel was neither like home nor reassuring room, and there was no need to look at it.

As I saw when I came last time, the sofa, TV, computer and carpet in the living room have not changed, but the fake flowers in the vase seem to have dimmed a lot, and if you look closely, it turns out that there is a layer of dust.

Didn't the cleaner clean up the fake flowers? Mizuma Yue felt that this phenomenon was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it and walked into the room.

The bedroom is no different from the last time he slept here, and Mizumatsuki didn't care about any detailed problems, and directly lay on the big bed, ready to squint for a while.

However, Mizumatsuki's phone rang, and when I took it out, I couldn't show the caller number.

Mizumayue didn't seem to be surprised at all, and answered the phone with a helpless expression, unabashedly in a sleepy tone, "Hey......?"

"Did you disturb your rest? An unpleasant electronic synthesized voice came from the phone.

"Boss, no, you don't know, I just went back to my room, and I didn't fall asleep. Mizuma said, but the secret that she didn't fall asleep was that she was about to fall asleep.

"Haha, I do hear you seem to have a big opinion of the gypsy," the boss's voice was electronically processed to sound like a fingernail scratching glass, sharp and piercing.

"There's no way, you've got to find a way to get it back, right?" Mizuma Tsukimei was talking about the jeepson on his face, but he was actually talking about the boss.

"Hehe, you...... How do you want to get it back?" the boss was obviously surprised by Mizumatsuki's audacity and dared to talk to him like this, but he still asked with interest.

"How about giving that kid to command me?" The topic was about the Jeepson before, and of course Mizuma Moon got into the jeepson first.

"Belmode won't agree, don't count on it, what's the use of what you want him?"

"Then give me an intelligence team, so I can't blame anyone for the next operation. Mizuma said again.

Of course, Mizuma Moon didn't really expect to be able to make conditions with the boss, but just wanted to test whether the boss was letting himself go again.

"If you really want to, I can put the best intelligence group in the organization under your command. The boss's voice was still a harsh electronic sound, but it was so frightened that Mizuma jumped up on the bed.

At this moment, Mizuma Moon also began to wonder if his identity would be the illegitimate son of the boss or something, otherwise why would there be such preferential treatment.

"Are you kidding?" Mizuma asked cautiously.

"Even if you don't want it, I'll force it on you, in fact, this night is what I deliberately designed you to let you know the importance of intelligence. "The boss is not shocking, and he is endless.

"For ...... Why. Mizumatsuki stammered, thinking that she wouldn't really have a confession plot.

The boss asked, "Bourbon told you the story of Cobil, of course I'm talking about the previous owner of this codename." ”

"Yes. Mizuma said hesitantly, "Bourbon said...... Previously, Kobeler was a military advisor of the organization. ”

"That's right, did he say that Cobiler has his own intelligence department, an intelligence organization that he controls and is responsible only to him. The boss asked again.

"Like...... Said this......" Mizuma tried to recall, as if Bourbon had said this kind of thing after he had just acquired the code name of Cobeler, "...... so?"

"That's right, this is the intelligence group I'm going to stuff you. The boss seemed to laugh, but it wasn't kind at all.

"I'm ...... now You haven't gained the trust of the organization yet, have you?" Mizuma asked bluntly, "Is it really good to just hand it over to me, these people, they are important to the organization, right?"

"On the contrary, they are the strongest informants in the organization, but also the biggest underbelly. The boss explained.

"Oh......? Because they're only responsible to the former generation Kobile?" Mizuma understood.

This intelligence group was completely cultivated by Kobeler, and naturally belonged to the organization, but it was obviously very loyal to Kobeler, and it was obvious that the organization was spending money to support but not working for the organization in the years after Cobeler's death, and the organization was reluctant to be the strongest intelligence group in the entire organization.

But Kobil has been dead for fourteen years!

Mizuma Moon found that the boss was a very indecisive person, and he didn't have the kind of heroism that ordinary people say, because he was reluctant to have the strongest intelligence group, and raised a non-working intelligence group for fourteen years. Just because he has shown similar abilities to Kobeler, he has repeatedly given favors when he can't trust them.

"That's right, so I handed them over to you, you can tame them and they are good for the organization and you, if you can't tame, you won't lose anything to the organization, and you can save money. The boss said it lightly, but there was a smell of blood in his words.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Mizuma didn't speak for a long time, and the boss asked.

"Has anyone ever told you about something?" Mizuma asked suddenly.

"What?" Mizuma's reaction exceeded all the boss's expectations, and the boss asked confusedly.

"Your voice, it's hard to hear, I mean this electronic synthesized sound. The boss said.

…… Quiescence.

"No, you're the first. After a long time, the boss said, "You are a ...... It's really different, everyone in the organization doesn't have the courage to say this kind of thing to me, Gin won't, Belmode won't, even the kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth in Jeepson won't say this kind of thing. ”

"Actually, when I heard this voice before, I thought it was the result of your deliberate sense of terror. Mizuma didn't know whether she was complaining or comforting the boss.

"How is it possible to use that kind of pediatric method, hehehehe......" The boss laughed again, like a grinder grinding iron.

"That's why I asked you. Mizuma said naturally.

The chat between Mizuma Moon and the boss this night was so much and casual, if Cohenchianti and the others heard it, they might be jealous and bleed...... And then desperately with Mizuma Tsuki, maybe Gin will not be an exception if he knows, of course, this refers to the second half.

……

At about five o'clock in the morning, Belmode was suddenly awakened by the prompt sound of the email, and when he opened his mobile phone, he saw that it was the boss's question: "Belmode, is my voice ugly?"

Belmode laughed and replied, "Your voice is the best to me, and it is the sound of heaven that resounded in my heart when I was in trouble, standing in the quagmire of despair. Belmode smiled softly as he replied.

"Go to sleep, it's getting dawn. After the first reply, Belmode wrote another short email, then put down his phone and decided to go back to sleep...... No, beauty sleep.

"No! what did that Kobele say to the boss again!" Suddenly Belmode sat up again, and muttered to himself in a panicked voice.

……

At half past five in the morning, Mizuma Moon walked out of the base like a cripple with dark circles under her eyes and a ham sandwich in her mouth, because it was too early, and this was the only one in the cafeteria that was made first.

As for the informants that the boss stuffed into him, Mizumayue planned to dry them for a while before talking, anyway, Mizumayue didn't expect to really be able to co-opt those people: they were loyal to the previous generation of Kaubile, not the code name of Kaobil, and it wasn't that Mizumayue could go to them with this code name to shake their bodies, and Wang Ba's anger caused the eight directions to surrender.

The car I rented last night was still in place.,Check that there are no passive hands and feet in the car that Mizuma Moon can find.,Mizuma Moon drove back to downtown Tokyo.,While recalling the content of the previous conversation with the boss.。

It's as if the boss hasn't spoken to anyone else for years, and he talks a lot about Mizuma, from the current development trend of the organization to the fashion trend this year and what delicious restaurants have opened in Tokyo.

Overall, Mizuma Moon feels that the state of the boss is very wrong compared to his own imagination.

He used to call Jeepson 'that kid'.

The jeep calls himself twenty-three, and Toru Amuro has confirmed that to be able to call a jeep a child, you must be at least forty years old.

Of course, in charge of a huge criminal organization, Mizuma Moon never imagined that the boss was a heroic person younger than himself. But...... The feeling that the boss gave him was very kind......

Talking to the boss is like chatting with the old man: "What crops should you plant in the village this year? What do you want to eat tonight?" Although when chatting, Mizuma Yue took out all his mental power to deal with it cautiously, and he didn't notice it at the time, but after the chat ended, the weirdness of the boss's tone scared Mizuma Yue so much that he couldn't even sleep on the last night, and he barely went to the cafeteria to get something to eat in the morning, and left the organization first.

It's winter, and the night passes very slowly, and under the cover of the night, Mizuma Moon is distracted by the weirdness of the boss while paying attention to the road in front of him, and it would be stupid for the dignified Kobil to die in a traffic accident.

A small sapphire blue sedan stumbled past Mizumatsuki, who glanced casually and then withdrew his gaze.

The phone rang, scaring Mizuma Yue, thinking that the boss hadn't nagged enough.

Picking up the phone, Mizuma Tsuki breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be Miwako Sato.

Rubbing his neck slightly, he tried his voice with a "uh-huh-ahh

"Hey...... who?" Mizumatsuki's voice was just right with a sleeping cavity, and it sounded as if Mizumatsuki had just been woken up by the ringtone of her mobile phone, and she answered the phone without even looking at the caller ID.

"It's me! I'm so noisy that you can still sleep? Miwako Sato's voice came.

"Miwako, ......" Mizuma Moon said slowly in a long voice, "Can't you sleep?"

"Hmph!" Miwako Sato didn't answer, and snorted coldly.

"What's the matter?what's the matter???," Mizumatsuki's voice suddenly became energetic, and Miwako Sato couldn't help but be happier when she imagined that Mizuma Moon suddenly got up from the bed and sat up and said in a panic.

"Did I say that when you get home, remember to call me or send me an email to tell me?" Miwako Sato's voice was obviously asking the teacher about the crime, and the content was the same.

Mizuma Moon remembered,There's really such a thing.,When the two people separated, they explained that the operation hadn't ended yet.,Miwako Sato told me so.,Originally, I wanted to wait until a suitable time to send her an email saying that I could get home.,As a result, as soon as I entered the organization, I just remembered to settle accounts with Jeepson and play.,The two of them chased and fought until the second half of the night, and they were already sleepy until they went to sleep and didn't want to take off their clothes.,And was pulled by the boss for a phone porridge in the middle of the night and didn't reimburse the phone bill.,Where do you want to get Miwako's instructions.。

"That...... I've been busy for a long time after that, and by the time I get home, it's already the middle of the night, and I'm afraid that the noise will make you rest...... By the way, you really haven't been asleep?" Mizuma's sneering explanation voice came, and she was concerned about Miwako Sato's sleep condition.

"It's strange to see you fighting with such a terrifying person, and so many corpses, it's strange that you can sleep, don't you get used to it?" Miwako Sato said helplessly, especially the scene where Mizuma Moon fought with that Russian, after closing her eyes, Miwako Sato's eyes were full of that memory, and even the seven or eight corpses were inferior...... After all, it is a policeman, although it is relatively rare to put seven or eight rounds of corpses at one time, but it does not have that much impact.

"Alright...... is still a people's policeman, why is his psychological quality so poor. Mizuma thought that Miwako Sato couldn't sleep because she saw the corpse or experienced some actions, and laughed in a slightly frivolous tone.

"I want you to take care of it!" Miwako Sato said unhappily when she heard that Mizuma had misunderstood herself.

"Okay, okay, in fact, I was too sleepy to sleep, and I only slept for more than two hours. Mizumatsuki comforted, "I'll go out in a while, see you at the Metropolitan Police Department." ”

"See you at the Metropolitan Police Department. ”