"Well, there is actually a lot of money in the organization, even richer than the Suzuki Foundation."

Hikaru Midorikawa deliberately bit the accent on the word money, and sure enough, Mochizuki's whole person became energetic.

"They're also interested in the projects I'm currently working on?"

Mochizuki sat up straight, the money didn't matter, there were still six or seven years to go, and the key was to build a dojo.

In the past, she thought about things a little too simply, but now that she thinks about it, she is so deterrent by herself, if she makes a more powerful existence, how can those who are responsible for the security of the people still sit still.

But there is a case in everything, and this octopus incident can be regarded as a wake-up call for those people, and their suspicion of Mochizuki is obviously much smaller.

But on the other hand, the level of decisions related to her is getting higher and higher, and those people above her small move will investigate for a long time, and once she has a big move, those people will definitely try their best to stop it when they don't know the situation.

"The organization is interested in everything you have to offer, but they haven't been able to figure out who you really are, so they've been slow to take action."

Hikaru Midorikawa took out his laptop from his handbag, logged in to the organization's intranet, and showed her the tasks assigned by the organization about Mochizuki.

"What kind of wine are you?"

Mochizuki saw the list of wine names on the webpage from afar, but he didn't expect that the criminal organization was also so middle and second, and they were all adults, so he gave himself such a strange nickname.

And the performance pressure is too high, look at this called gin, basically have to complete at least one task a day, fortunately she didn't do anything in it, otherwise she would definitely be fired because the performance was too low.

"Scotch whisky, have you ever drunk it?"

Hikaru Midorikawa pointed to a name on the screen and said to Mochizuki.

The whiskey is not very high, according to the style of the boss, their code name should not be these, but no one can guess the mind of that person, but it is Officer Mochizuki, her alcohol is not very good, and she should not know much about wine.

"So you failed your last mission?"

Mochizuki rummaged around Midorikawa Hikaru's computer for a while, not finding any quest rewards for her, and asked out of curiosity.

"Pisk almost died because of this, but unfortunately it was a little bit worse."

Midorikawa Hikaru smiled slightly, it's still a pity to think about this matter, obviously he has paid so much, but it was destroyed by Pisk.

And Gin's attitude is also very strange, when he was on the helicopter, he couldn't help but want to do it, but in the end he changed his mind again.

Pisk didn't punish him at all, and although this person had become very low-key during this time, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Alas, you are really a person, can you have a proper attitude in the face of me, a victim."

Mochizuki pretended to be angry and looked at Hikaru Midorikawa, who had no repentance.

"Ah, I'm really sorry that I didn't pay attention to what was in my heart."

"And what do you want me to do?"

Mochizuki put the computer down and looked at Hikaru Midorikawa, who was sitting on the side.

This incident can be regarded as a wake-up call for her, if it weren't for the successful stimulation of the spiritual power stored in the identity token, she would be in danger.

This seemingly peaceful world is not as safe as it seems, and secretly an evil force is quietly invading the weak-willed.

"I want to know the secrets of the organization, the more the better, and if I can make it disappear from my hands, of course it would be great."

Hikaru Midorikawa clenched his fists, there was a rare trace of anger on his face, there were too many people who died in the hands of the organization, even those who were powerful and powerful, they were also considered to be the benefit recipients of this class, and some of them were not innocent.

But those civilians, who worked hard to live and never complained, were suddenly affected by something unrelated one day, and they didn't know what it was until they died, so they could only be treated as accidents.

Hikaru Midorikawa is a public security police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, and these words could not have come out of his mouth originally, but the longer he stayed in the organization.

The more obvious his antipathy is to some of the upper echelons, who of these high-ranking parliamentarians really cares about the people, and how many of them have a relationship with the organization, or their real identity is a member of the organization.

The organization's surveillance and contact with Officer Mochizuki has stopped, but the understanding of her is getting more and more detailed, so detailed that he has to wonder if the organization's undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department has directly handed over the internal monitoring authority to the other party, and the entire Metropolitan Police Department's security system is like paper paste in the eyes of the organization.

"First of all, I'm not interested in the grudge between you, and if you want me to help you deal with the organization, it's impossible."

Mochizuki refused, the ghost almost stipulated that he couldn't rely on his ability to tease humans, let alone kill people without a reasonable reason, that kind of behavior was no different from looking for death.

"I know, you just need to help me empty the organization's money."

Hikaru Midorikawa took the computer and operated it for a while, then turned the screen to Mochizuki, which was the organization's purchase list.

Including Mochizuki's hair, nails, blood, etc., and even her thug little skeleton is on the list, not to mention that the price is quite high.

Mochizuki touched the cold hair on his arm, this criminal group seemed to be slicing her into slices, which was also terrifying.

"Handing over these things to the organization may have a bad impact, but the impact on the latter should not be large, so please leave it to you then."

Hikaru Midorikawa pulled the page directly to the end, and all the things Mochizuki took out his hand had on it, and it was still in great demand.

"I don't have a problem with this, but I have one more condition, you have to find a way to get the organization to use their network to help me do something."

With the network between the Suzuki Foundation and this mysterious organization, even if Mochizuki does something outrageous, it shouldn't be a big problem.

At that time, the tasks assigned by the prefecture can be completed, and the safety of life can be guaranteed.

"I need to build a dojo, as you can see, there are still a lot of strange things near Tokyo, and I need to strengthen my strength."

Mochizuki said a lot of half-truths, and the real purpose was to want to prostitute a piece of land for nothing.

It doesn't matter how the land came about, as long as the dojo is built, the magic circle is built, and finally the statue of Yan Jun is put there, and the credit is hers.

"Actually, there are a lot of dojos in Japan, as long as you explain the purpose to them, it shouldn't be difficult for you, of course, you also have to be prepared for heavy bleeding, and they also know how much money you have in your hands."

Hikaru Midorikawa closed the computer, took the bento box out of the refrigerator, and said as he walked out.

"This dojo is actually an investment in the afterlife, will the people in the organization be interested in these things?"

Mochizuki has some bad taste, these people are taken to the underworld, and there is definitely a luxurious feast waiting for the underworld, so it is better to die directly.

"I think the organization is more interested in the present world, why don't you tell a little lie and give it a try."

There are fewer and fewer people who look at it (_)(_)

(End of chapter)