07:42, Tokyo International Airport.

There are three men and women dressed in black in the first-class lounge, why is there one missing, you ask? Because Shui Wuliannai's external identity is a popular female host of the daily sales TV station, the sense of disobedience when she appears with these three is too heavy, so she deliberately keeps her away from them, at least pretending to be unfamiliar.

Ritsu Sasashima held the fish cutlet burger he bought at the airport, and the mix and match of tartar sauce and yellow mustard sauce added to it was unexpectedly quite coordinated, and he took a small bite of the hamburger, nestled comfortably on the sofa, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes.

He can be said to have stayed up all night, so he will get on the plane later... Be prepared to take sleeping pills to give yourself a little rest, otherwise the high-intensity night sniping will cause big problems.

Chianti hadn't seen The Macallan in a while, and took his place next to him, flattering him with a cup of warm coffee he had just bought, and even double the creamer and sugar cubes, which he liked.

In the first mission, he was pit by himself, but he didn't blame himself, but said a few kind words in front of Gin, and the next few missions were also very happy to cooperate. Especially when it comes to tactical deployment, Chianti is really very cooperative with McCarron, maybe the more a person lacks something, the more he admires someone who has that thing.

That's right, Chianti himself admits that he sometimes has brain shortcomings.

"Macallan, can you get some coffee to refresh yourself?"

"Thanks, but no more." Ritsu Sasashima took out the sleeping pills in his pocket and explained, "If you take it together to calm the nerves and refresh your mind, it won't have much practical effect." ”

"Oh, then I'll drink this cup myself, and I'll buy it for you when I get off the plane."

Ritsu Sasashima wanted to say that she didn't need it, but seeing Chianti's appearance in the face of herself, she swallowed back her words of refusal and silently accepted her kindness.

Sitting across from the two of them, Ireland had a completely melon-eating face, and had slept so soundly last night that he was full of energy, and after glancing back and forth, he came to the conclusion that Chianti was Macallan's little fan girl, so much so that he had reined in the madman's side.

Ireland touched his chin with interest, Gin should know about this, he... Definitely envious, but didn't show it, you must know that Chianti has been in Gin's hands for almost seven years, and she has never seen her do this to Gin.

The Macallan is really a very interesting person, obviously always with a cold face, but inexplicably attracts the attention of others and arouses curiosity, is it because he is good-looking?

No, it should be an inexplicable personality charm, just like a cat can't refuse Mu Tianjiao.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't know that he was being remembered by so many people, so he closed his eyes and recuperated after solving the problem of food and clothing, and waited until the news of boarding came on the airport radio, and then he slowly supported his tired body and walked towards the boarding gate with heavy steps.

After nestling in the comfortable seat of the first class, I found that there was no mercy in the adjacent seat. It turned out that his ticket was next to her, and I remembered that she turned on the stocking mode after she joined the group, which seemed to be their long-lost mission together.

"Macallan, early."

Shui Wumi's expression was normal, and she even showed a shallow smile, of course, her heart was not as it seemed on the surface, and it was difficult to be completely calm in the face of the enemy who killed her father.

"Morning, Kir."

After Ritsu Sasashima adjusted the most comfortable position, he directly asked the flight attendant for a glass of warm water, and with a sleeping pill in his mouth, he could finally enjoy the taste of sleep.

Even though he knows that the person closest to him is hostile to him, Ritsu Sasashima still chooses that sleeping on Meimei is the best choice at this stage, and being killed by someone who is also an undercover agent is better than getting stuck in the middle of the mission and leaving no body.

The sleeping Sasashima Ritsu is not the same as usual, he clasps his hands around his chest and his head unconsciously tilts to the left, less cold and more indescribable mildness, but he also has a lot of worries after falling asleep, and his brows are quickly twisted together, I don't know what he dreamed of.

Shui Wupian, who had been secretly observing, pursed his lips, it turned out that such a ruthless man would also show a quiet appearance after falling asleep, and there was no way to take advantage of this time.

However, it may also be an excuse for "not wanting to kill".

If hatred and revenge become the whole of his life, his father will be very angry, and he still hopes that he will focus on the overall situation and the tasks assigned by the CIA.

Speaking of the CIA, Shui Wuxian couldn't help but sigh, it can be said that there has been no movement at all in the past two years, and she didn't take the initiative to contact them, what she didn't expect was... He was like a pawn that had been abandoned, and no one had ever entered the organization since his father's death.

After two years of struggling in this large swamp with no informant and no companions, Shui Wuli didn't know what to do next, so she had to believe that one day someone would stand in front of her and lend a hand, telling her-

I'm here to take you home.

“……”

It's better not to think about these things that make the mood boring, and learning to sleep well with someone to make them more energetic is what to do at this stage. In a dozen hours, she will start the zero-fault mission, which is also the most dangerous mission she has encountered since entering the organization.

With a flight time of eighteen hours, the dose of one sleeping pill was obviously not enough to make Ritsu Sasashima sleep for so long, and when he woke up, he found that there were still three hours left before landing, which was enough to relieve him from his confusion, and by the way, he could explain the process of the mission to Kiel.

He poked his head sideways, only to notice that a lady who hadn't taken sleeping pills had slept better than himself.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't wake her up directly, but asked the stewardess to ask for two meals, and after the dining cart was pushed over, he took the space away, walked to Shui Wurenai's side and gently woke her up, noticing the transparent liquid at the corner of her mouth shining in the light... I really didn't expect her to drool when she slept, which was a little different from her usual intellectual appearance.

Mizumi Wuna, who was still in a state of brain failure, looked around in confusion, realizing that she was suddenly startled in an unfamiliar environment, and the sense of vigilance in her eyes made Sashima feel funny and a little sorry for her at the same time.

This is probably what the undercover agent asks to carry, and there will really be delusions of victimization at all times, and I am always worried that I will be exposed.

"Kir, haven't you woken up yet?"

The brain reconnected to the water without mercy and said slowly: "... Sorry, I slept a little long. ”

Ritsu Sasashima noticed that she didn't realize that she still had a crystal on the corner of her mouth, and suggested euphemistically, "You go to the toilet and wash your face, and I'll tell you about the task process while you eat." ”

"Okay."

Shui Wupian covered her somewhat drowsy head and walked to the shower room equipped with the first class, and after seeing herself in the mirror, her fair cheeks were instantly dyed pink.

I—I just spoke to him in such a state?!

Sleeping habitually draped her hair down, but because of her dishonest sleeping appearance, it became messy, and the most important thing was that there was a small pool of unwiped saliva at the corner of her mouth!

“……”

She now had an urge to jump off the plane.

I don't have a face to see people.