Chapter 82: A star-chasing uncle with a girl's heart

Accompanying your girlfriend to dinner is naturally fake, and you don't even have a girlfriend with someone you like.

Ritsu Sasashima uses his girlfriend who doesn't exist at all as a shield to run away, and this trick is really tried and tested.

After driving to a nearby restaurant to pack up and take away, he returned to his apartment in Mitacho, Minato-ku, where he sat cross-legged and turned on the TV with the remote control board on to watch the evening news channel.

"At 14 o'clock this afternoon, the famous painting "Jiangyue Night Cold" was donated to the Rice Flower National Museum..."

Ritsu Sasashima eats curry rice on a plate and watches the picture on the TV. Is the head of the Tsubamoto family?,But this surname seems to have heard somewhere recently... Anyway, it's information that has nothing to do with me, so it seems that there is no interesting news today.

After simply solving the problem of food and clothing, he got up and washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went into the house and began to change his clothes.

There was still some distance from the agreed time, but it didn't prevent him from preparing in advance. And he has plans to go to the research institute to check the progress of the APTX4869 after the transaction is closed, and according to the last experiment, it should be expected to be completed this year.

But he is not ready to let Drug A succeed in being made, this dream drug should not exist in the world, it will disturb the order of life. So no matter what, he has to destroy drug A, which can be regarded as an agreement with that woman.

Wearing a black cap, instead of using a mask as a low-level disguise, he painted his face color darker than someone's, and even added a scar across the left and right sides of his face.

Ritsu Sasashima looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, this face is now unrecognizable to those who are familiar with him, and he himself feels extremely unfamiliar.

Time passed slowly, and a silver-gray sedan drove into an abandoned auto repair shop outside the outskirts of Rice Flower Town.

The man who got out of the car was wearing a black stand-up collar trench coat, sunglasses in the middle of the night, and even an extremely exaggerated long beard on his face, which anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was disguise.

Ritsu Sasashima stood silently in the shadows, watching Teiji Moriya take out a worn top hat from the co-pilot and buckle it above his head, making sure that his beard was not crooked, before walking towards the garage.

Buying explosives anonymously from an organization is the stupidest option, because organizations are so accustomed to knowing every customer that even anonymity can dig into your identity. Only by understanding the trader can we further grasp the handle and blackmail, which is also one of the economic sources of the organization.

Gin and vodka often do this kind of simple collection tasks, and occasionally meet an unknown trading partner, and the consequence is that the money is gone.

"You're pretty punctual."

The sudden sound made Emperor Moriya's figure falter, and he looked to the side to notice the man standing in the shadows, and couldn't help but say in his heart: How can this person's complexion blend into the night? It's too dark, too.

"Did you bring what I wanted?"

Deliberately lowering his voice, as for Sashima Ritsu, who is extremely experienced in voice changing, this behavior is no different from covering his ears and stealing the bell. He didn't pierce the other party's inferior disguise and voice change, and said calmly: "Oh, it's all here, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ā€

Teiji Moriya glanced at the black-skinned man vigilantly, and after squatting down to check the amount of explosives, he made sure that there was no problem before taking out an iron box from the trunk of the car and saying, "The money is here." ā€

"Open it and show me."

The tin box was filled with cash, and to be honest, the explosives were not worth the money at all, but if you wanted to buy them on the black market, you had to pay several times the price.

"I would like to ask you, what are you going to do with these explosives?"

Teiji Moriya frowned slightly, obviously not very trusting of the trading partner, especially after hearing this, he vigilantly touched the dagger placed on the back of the belt.

"Take it easy, I'm just curious." Ritsu Sasashima smiled and pulled a pistol out of his pocket and threw it up and down as if to weigh it.

"I don't have to tell you, do I? But I can tell you that there will be a big fireworks show the day after tomorrow, and you are welcome to come and watch it. ā€

A grand fireworks show? It's nothing more than an explosion, and if you let this guy go now, I'm afraid I'll increase my workload. Ritsu Sasashima frowned slightly, but it was really troublesome to think that the task that the gentleman had assigned to him had to wait for him to carry it out before he did it.

After seeing Teiji Moriya leave, Ritsu Sasashima found a hidden place to remove his disguise, and at the same time restored himself to the appearance of Ogier, preparing to rush to the research institute in Seitama City.

Far away in the research institute in Sekito-cho, Seitama City, Shiho Miyano, who is located in Laboratory No. 4, has been in a bad mood lately. A few days ago, Gin and Vodka came to her laboratory without prior notice and took away a few APTX4869 that were still in the research and development stage, which made her very worried that the drugs she made would be used by them to commit crimes.

The experiment has not progressed for a long time, and the new batch of mice is still in the breeding stage, and has not yet reached the stage where the experiment can be carried out.

But just when she was in a bad mood, there was still an uninvited guest.

Shiho Miyano looked at Ogil in a black suit with a cold face, and his scarlet eyes were really annoying. He is like his favorite red rose, withered and rotten.

"Good evening, Second Miss of the Miyano family."

"APTX4869 a new batch of experimental data in the computer, you can do it yourself."

Ritsu Sasashima raised his eyebrows, sensing the unhappiness of Miyano's mood, and took a few steps forward and leaned down and asked, "What's the matter, did Gin make you unhappy?" ā€

"Don't talk to me in that tone, we're not acquainted."

What kind of tone is that? Sherry, if you don't make it clear, how would I know? ā€

Shiho Miyano couldn't wait to pick up the experimental equipment in his hand and smash it on this guy's head, originally Gin and vodka were still at the top of his hated list, and now Ogier can surpass them to the top of the list.

"What the hell are you here for? Didn't you come to get the experimental data? Shiho Miyano tried to suppress the flames that were inexplicably rising, and said in a stiff tone.

Knowing that he had made the kitten in front of him blow up, Ritsu Sasashima didn't try to step on the kitten's tail further, he turned around and walked towards the computer, opened it and checked the data on it, and found that it was much better than before.

The mortality rate of mice has been reduced by 20 percent, which can be said to be a big improvement.

"Why don't you take it back and see it?"

"Aren't you always bored in this lab alone? Wouldn't it be nice to have someone else with you. ā€

After hearing this, Miyano Shiho's hands that poured the coffee powder trembled, and most of the coffee powder was poured on the table, she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, is this guy sick.

"No, please leave."

"I really should go, good dreams, Sherry."

almost blurted out the word "roll", Miyano Shiho saw him leave with the USB flash drive containing the experimental data, and after wiping the coffee powder on the table, he was not in the mood to brew coffee, so he simply took off his white coat early and went back to his room to rest.

On the other side, Ritsu Sasashima, who was in a happy mood, stepped on his motorcycle when he received a message from vodka.

[Vodka: I snapped up the handshake party qualification for Yoko Okino's photo album, but I'm going to Germany with my big brother to deal with rats, I'll give you the qualification, right?] ]

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Ritsu Sasashima stared at the email for a long time, and then typed two words indifferently.

[Ogier: Don't.] ]

Soon, Vodka replied, and the content was very concise, with only one emoji.

[Vodka:/(愒o愒)/~~]

He stuffed back his mobile phone and started the motorcycle, too lazy to take care of this star-chasing uncle with a girl's heart.