02/06.

In the pick-up hall of Tokyo International Airport, a tall man in a black turtleneck sweater is standing at the very edge of the waiting crowd with a face full of displeasure.

The plane had been delayed for an hour due to weather conditions, which gradually wore down his patience. Gin didn't say exactly what the person he picked up was, only that his code name was Ogil, a code name he had never heard before.

Augier, Ogier cognac, the Ogier brand is a 400-year-old cognac house.

Gu Zero took out the mobile phone in his pocket to check the current time, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, and he wanted to hurry up to complete his next task, so that he could have time to have a vacation tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a very important day for him.

At this time, the white-haired young man who took flight QR807 from Zurich International Airport was comfortably nestled in the first-class seat seat wearing a black eye patch, and he didn't care about how long it would take to arrive in Tokyo, so he didn't like other passengers who were in a hurry and whispered about the weather.

Feeling someone approaching him, before the other party touched his body, the white-haired young man withdrew his left arm without moving, he pulled off the blindfold to reveal those scarlet eyes, and said with a lazy expression: "What's wrong?" ）”

The stewardess politely leaned over and handed out a few forms, smiling, "Excuse me, would you please fill out these forms before landing?" You'll need them when you go through Customs，Immigration and Quarantine. (Excuse me, please fill out these forms for visa on arrival to facilitate your customs, immigration, quarantine and other formalities.) )”

“.”

The white-haired young man picked up the fountain pen he carried with him and quickly filled in the form as if he had memorized all his information backwards, without thinking at all, and filled out the form in just two minutes.

Thank you for your cooperation. ）”

Don't mention it. ）”

After being in this flight attendant, the announcement sounded in the cabin very quickly, only this time it was no longer an apology for the delay about the weather problem, but the good news that it was about to land at Tokyo International Airport.

The white-haired young man put the blindfold in the leather briefcase he carried with him, straightened his waist and stretched, and looked slowly out the window at the gradually clear Tokyo International Airport.

In a year's time, I don't know what kind of changes will happen in Tokyo.

The bumps when landing didn't feel much, but the white-haired young man knew it well in his heart...

His mood was not calm.

Lined up in an orderly manner and walked off the plane to the place where he picked up his luggage, the white-haired young man dragged his thirty-inch black suitcase and walked out, he didn't know who came to pick him up today, it was said that Gin was on a mission overseas so he didn't have time to pick him up.

However, he is very familiar with the organizers in Tokyo, and he has not heard of any other grassroots personnel who have been promoted in the past year, so most of the people who come to pick up the plane are acquaintances.

No, relying on the superior high altitude, the white-haired young man just looked around and found that the blonde young man standing in the corner was also looking left and right, his appearance really did not change, and even his complexion was still the same as before, neither white nor darker.

I haven't seen each other for a year, and I feel like I'm in a different world. Like a world away? The white-haired young man curled the corners of his mouth as if he was self-deprecating, as if there was nothing wrong with using this word to describe it.

Put away those careful thoughts, dragged the suitcase to his side, deliberately fumbled out his mobile phone to look at the non-existent picture on the screen, stood in front of him, and said slowly: "You are Bourbon?" ”

Falling Valley Zero was looking sideways at the place, and when he heard someone say his code name, his purple-gray pupils shrank suddenly, he obviously didn't realize that someone could approach him silently, and the person who came not only did not make footsteps, but even hid his breath.

Turning over slightly, he looked at the white-haired young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his age was estimated to be about twenty-five years old, his very rare hair color was a bit like that of an albino, and his scarlet eyes were even more smuggling, and there was a bloodthirsty feeling that would not satisfy no matter how many people he killed.

What worries him the most is... There is a cross scar near the bottom of his left eye, which adds an inexplicable sense of maturity to his whole face. Cross Scar seemed to be able to speak, seducing his curiosity in a raised tone, saying "I have a story, do you want to hear it?" Words like that.

This is definitely not a simple person in the organization, just from the fact that he is silently close to him, he must be a well-trained killer, and the conservative estimate should be much higher than the current action group.

The white-haired young man quietly put away the mobile phone he had prepared to act in advance, and he wanted to play a drama where he had his ID photo to confirm his identity, but who knew that Zero didn't notice himself at the beginning.

That's right, even if you change your appearance and identity.

The white-haired young man still won't forget the memory of the past, he is still Ritsu Sasashima, but no one knows about it anymore.

Sensing that Falling Valley Zero was looking at him, Ritsu Sasashima did not break it, but stretched out his right hand to push the black suitcase in his hand forward, and said indifferently: "Where is the car?" ”

“……”

Zero stared at the suitcase that was pushed to him, realizing that the other party's status in the organization was higher than his own, so he had to hold the lever patiently, raise his signature professional smirk, and say, "Please follow me, Mr. Augier." ”

With his hands in the pockets of his black trench coat, Ritsu Sasashima followed unhurriedly until he came to the parking lot and saw the familiar white RX7, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The car is good." ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

Although he is smiling, isn't there a clear line behind this politeness?

This is pushing myself out, and I can't say that sentence directly because of my identity: I don't want to deal with you, please shut up consciously.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't bother himself, but there were some things that were quite difficult to hold, he touched his pocket and found it empty, turned his head to look at Zero Valley, who was driving the car with an expressionless face, and asked.

"Bourbon, is there any smoke?"

Smoke.

That's something that Valley-Zero hates very much.

The man he hated was a big smoker. There are also quite a few people in this organization who also smoke this thing.

Thinking of the body that was gradually becoming cold in his arms, he clenched the steering wheel and tried to maintain a smile on his face, and replied, "I don't smoke, so I won't have this thing on me." ”

"Oh, that's right."

Then I had to endure it.

Somehow, Falling Valley Zero remembered the words he would always say, and in his memory, he would stare at the half-moon with a disgusted expression, and even the appearance of pinching his nose and refusing to smoke second-hand smoke was deeply engraved in his mind.

"Mr. Augier."

"Huh?"

"Smoking is bad for your health, so it's better to smoke less."

“……”