The dark space is full of the unpleasant smell of rust...

The bleak singing and dim light have the atmosphere of a horror movie.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't know why he was in such a place, and he cautiously walked forward, only to see a girl in a pale yellow dress with her back to him.

The singing voice seemed to come from her mouth.

With half doubt, half curiosity, Sasashima walked forward to go around to her and see her face clearly, and asked where it was by the way.

Who knows, the girl who was singing suddenly turned around, and her pretty face, which was so pale that there was no blood, was full of terrible smiles at the moment, and she quickly rushed forward and threw Sasashima directly to the ground, choking him by the throat.

The hoarse voice seemed to be roaring.

- "Give me back my voice... Give it back! ”

Sasashima frowned in his sleep, his breathing gradually increased in frequency, and he suddenly stood up from the bed, panting heavily, his hands tugging at the sheets, his back covered with cold sweat.

It turned out to be a dream, a nightmare.

Reaching for the bedside table, I opened my phone and found that it was still early, but I was not sleepy. Ritsu Sasashima stood up and walked towards the bathroom, afraid that he would dream of that face when he lay down and fell asleep.

The face that was brutally murdered by himself, full of despair.

After taking a shower, he took out his all-black costume from the closet and put it on, and then chose to leave the institute. Gin has apparently spoken to the Institute, and is now free to come and go, no longer a researcher imprisoned here.

The transmitter was still there, and Ritsu Sasashima walked to a nearby convenience store to buy himself two hot Chinese meat buns and a glass of warm milk, and sat by the window, watching the passers-by who came and went to work and school.

When the soup in the meat bun is stained with the milky white noodles on the skin, it becomes even more delicious than the inset containing diced bamboo shoots, and sure enough, people can't live without carbohydrates.

After seating and dressing, Sashima walked towards the training base in Seishitama City, and as soon as he arrived at the door of what appeared to be a real estate agency, he received an unexpected call.

Looking at the note displayed on the phone: Mr. Gin.

Don't dare to slack off, now I am just a grassroots person. Sashima quickly connected the phone and took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Gin, is there any temporary task for me so early?" ”

"No, look across the road."

Sasashima looked sideways in confusion and found that Gin was sitting alone in the car, and Vodka, who was basically inseparable from him, was walking towards the car with big strides, and when he noticed Sasashima across the street, he waved his free hand at him twice.

Hearing a busy sound on the other end of the phone, Sasashima hung up the phone and plugged it in, then walked to the sidewalk and trotted over at the green light.

"Mr. Gin, why are you here?"

Gin looked at Toru Nanase, who was dressed in black, and said, "Passing by, are you going to train?" ”

"Yes."

Vodka got into the car, took out two French ham and egg sandwiches from the plastic bag, handed them to Gin, and explained: "Big brother, this convenience store has also sold out of tuna sandwiches, only this flavor." ”

"No problem." Gin took the sandwich and looked at Toru Nanase, and said in a deep voice, "That gentleman has already arranged a code name for you, don't use the name Toru Nanase from today on-"

"Understand? Macallan。 ”

Macallan… The Macallan? What kind of wine is this? After all, Ritsu Sasashima is not of legal drinking age, and he has no research on alcohol, so he has to wait and search for what kind of alcohol it is on his mobile phone.

"I see, Mr. Gin."

"Also, Shiho Miyano will be left to you to meet her sister in the future, and the meeting time shall not exceed three hours, and the location shall not leave the Tokyo metropolitan area. In the same way, you can't leave your field of vision, can you hear clearly? ”

"Yes."

When Gin saw that he had finished saying what he had to say, he waved his hand and motioned for him to train, and when he saw McCarron bow respectfully and leave, his eyes fell on the sandwich in his hand...

“Macallan。”

“？”

Sasashima had just taken a few steps and then retreated again, wondering, "Does Mr. Gin have any other orders?" ”

"Take it."

Subconsciously, he reached out and knocked the thing thrown at him to the ground, no, to be precise, the sandwich that was thrown out of the car window by Gin returned to his again with a time difference of 0.3 seconds... Above the thighs.

After Ritsu Sasashima saw that it was a sandwich that had been thrown at him, an emotion called "embarrassment" visibly rose on Toshi's face, and he didn't know whether he should reach out and get the sandwich back, or just stand there.

Holding the black leba brought out of the house in his left hand, and pinching the yogurt bought at the convenience store in his right hand, Vodka couldn't help but open his mouth wide after seeing this scene, and the small pupils behind the sunglasses produced a powerful vibration-

Big Brother is not going to execute The Macallan, who has just joined the One-Day Action Group, right? No, no, no, it shouldn't be like that, big brother is not that kind of person.

Gin naturally didn't expect The Macallan to make such a move subconsciously, but combined with his excellent reflexes and vigilance against crises... Oh, that's good.

So he showed no signs of annoyance, and picked up the sandwich on his thigh with his left hand, and instead of throwing it away, he passed it to Macallan, who was frozen in place, and said, "Take it and eat it." ”

“…… Thank you, Mr. Gin. ”

"Vodka, drive."

"Okay, big brother!" Vodka hurriedly put the food in his hand into a crisper bag, and said hello to The Macallan before starting the car.

Seeing the Porsche 356A disappear from his field of vision, Ritsu Sasashima looked down at the sandwich in his hand, it turned out that Gin likes to eat this for breakfast, and this is not his favorite taste.

Sashima didn't think much of it, and stood at the intersection waiting for the red light on the sidewalk to turn green, and then walked to the other side to prepare for his own sniper training.

Since you become a member of the action group, you have to improve your strength, and there is nothing wrong with other aspects... The level of sniping still needs to be improved.

After all, Calvados said that his current sniper range is 550 yards, much higher than his own 350 yards, and he must close the distance.

But before that, there is another very important thing to confirm, and that is its own code name.

# What kind of wine is Macallan? #

Macallan, The Macallan Scotch Whisky, is known as the "Rolls-Royce of single malt whisky".

"Most of The Macallan's products have an alcohol content of less than 46 degrees... But there are also more than 51 degrees... Forehead? Does that mean spirits? ”

Ritsu Sasashima frowned and thought about it, and he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to investigate the sniper that Calvados had mentioned, and from his words, he could tell that the member of the action team called Chianti was a girl.

# What kind of wine is Chianti? #

Chianti is a world-famous red wine from the Chianti region of Italy.

"Huh? The degree is not the same, and a wine of this degree cannot be a spirit... Isn't it true that spirits belong to female members and spirits belong to male members? ”

Sasashima silently remembered this, so he pushed away the real estate agency in front of him, and the security guard standing guard inside the door saw him and immediately led him to the secret door located in the staff lounge.

"Mr. Macallan, feel free to call me if you need anything."

The organization's message was conveyed quickly enough, and I just knew the codename, but I didn't expect these grassroots personnel to be more intelligent than my own news.

"Hmm."

Entering the secret door, Sasashima Ritsuya began to conduct sniper training with one mind, since he has made up his mind to become an undercover agent, he can no longer be "hypocritical" like this, there is no turning back, he can only improve his strength, so that he can not only ensure his own safety, but also improve his status in the organization, in order to obtain more information.

There are some things that I can't control, it's like a train with the brakes removed, and it can't stop until it crashes.

All he can do at this stage is to keep his original intention and become stronger...

Becoming strong is the only way out.