The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

The story about Belmod starts from the day at the airport. The mysterious woman left a series of numbers inexplicably. According to her understanding of Amuro, the other party must not help but find out about this matter, the identity and attitude of that woman. ,Purpose. For people like them, the unknown is the scariest thing.

This means passive, crisis, and uncontrollable things. If you can be indifferent to this, you must not even know how to die, and you will not be able to live until now.

Therefore, Belmod waited leisurely for the phone to ring, and even thought about how long Amuro could last.

As a result, more than 20 days passed, and there was no movement at all.

She saw Amuro take out the paper from her pocket with her own eyes, and even lowered her head to smell it, there was nothing wrong in it. But the latter also did not respond at all.

Could it be that she was really regarded as a woman to strike up a conversation with?

It would be impossible for Amuro Toru to go all the way to this position, and to be so prosperous in the organization.

Although not as famous as Ley, this is just a low-key intelligence officer, and it is not a good thing for him to be too public.

So there is only one explanation, and Amuro knows far more than she imagined.

This is one of the reasons why Belmod finally decided to come in person.

"She came to me to cooperate." Amuro made a brief summary.

"But she is a woman favored by Boss, and her status in the organization is comparable to that of Gin."

It is called cooperation with people of the same status, and it should be called an order with subordinates. Mr. A leaned forward and pulled out a tissue and wiped off the shaky water droplets on the wall of the cup. Just as he was about to continue drinking, the cup was taken away by Toru Amuro.

"It's dinner time soon. Drinking too much will affect your appetite."

Mr. A?

So what's the point of taking it out? Make him happy?

He licked his lips, and there was still a hint of refreshing mint sweetness in his mouth. It is undeniable that this trick is indeed very effective. In the ranking of Toru Amuro's cooking, all kinds of sweets and drinks made of lemon are long-term. ranked first.

Although the topic has changed, Toru Amuro didn't mean to escape the question, he showed a thoughtful look: "It will take a while to say everything clearly, but I haven't started preparing for dinner today... Mr. A and I will go to the kitchen together. Well, how about I tell you what?"

Jun A was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up: "Do you mean I can cook dinner for you?"

"No, this is absolutely not the only thing." Amuro smiled slightly, and added in his eyes that dimmed in an instant, "But A-Jun can help me with the ingredients."

"What's the point of that..." Mr. A pouted, his reluctance evident.

One day when I was alone at home before, because I was tired of eating takeaways, Mr. A entered the kitchen after contemplation, searched out the menu and decided to improve his cooking level. , made a pretty good-looking dish, and since then firmly believed that his culinary talent has finally been developed, and when Amuro came back, he was excited to make dinner for him.

On that day, Amuro witnessed the whole process of blowing up the kitchen. As a result, all the kitchen utensils were scrapped and the kitchen was rebuilt.

Although A Jun repeatedly explained that it was just an accident. But Amuro still firmly shut him out of the kitchen door.

Even after he sneaked into the kitchen and ruthlessly destroyed the microwave while he was not there, he installed a combination lock on the kitchen door, which has since become a forbidden place for Mr. A.

Jun A followed An Shitou to the kitchen, he tried to convince the stubborn man to give him another chance: "Seriously, it was an accident, no one is stupid enough to fall twice on one mistake, right? I I feel like I can make it tonight, how about the French red wine braised chicken and mashed potatoes, I saw a food blogger do it yesterday, it's very simple."

Amuro glanced at him: "I know you won't make the same mistake, so I'm afraid you will burn down the kitchen this time, or crack the cooking pot."

"What about the trust between us?"

"Leave forever with the previous oven."

Mr. A: …

With humiliation, he took the ingredients that Toru Amuro took out of the refrigerator and washed them under water.

Obviously the first time went well!

"Then let's start from the beginning." The preparation work is fully handed over to Mr. A, and the chef has no intention to do it for the time being. Amuro turned his back to the cabinet and leaned on the countertop with both hands, "About two months ago, Belmore De Yi Rong became one of my subordinates, approached me to observe for about a week, and then left. It is unclear whether there was anything similar before.

But she came again in mid-April and learned about my deal with President Takizawa, and the next time was when you returned to the airport, she gave me a piece of contact information..."

In the end, when he couldn't wait for him to take the initiative to contact him, the other party appeared again.

I thought the other party would show up in a speakeasy or somewhere else. Therefore, when the doorbell rang at home, Amuro Toru didn't think about it at all, just thought that Mr. A had accidentally lost the key, until he saw the woman's long blond curly hair through the cat's eyes.

Amuro frowned instantly.

The other party didn't use the face at the airport again, which was innocuous.

He didn't think that Belmod found his house on purpose to show her intelligence strength. The reputation of the witch with a thousand faces did not require such small actions, so there must be other reasons...

Mr. A?

Not many people knew that Bourbon and Montes had a close personal relationship. Except for the other two bottles of whiskey and rum, not even Boss knew about it. After all, the grown-up wouldn't pay too much attention to this kind of thing.

Now Belmod can count as one.

Toru Amuro opened the door slowly when the doorbell rang for the second time.

The woman raised a strand of long hair in a charming manner, winked like silk, and said with a chuckle, "Long time no see, I thought you would call me."

She was waiting for a vigilant reaction from the man, who you are or what your purpose is.

But the other party just put on a gentle mask and asked politely and distantly: "Is there anything you want to do with me, Ms. Vermouth?"

Amuro knew her, which was obviously the reason why the other party didn't call. But it was indeed beyond Belmod's expectations, she did not show this surprise, and raised a thin eyebrow gently: "It's not what a gentleman should do to let a lady stand outside the door, why don't you invite me in? Mr. Bourbon?"

Amuro's eyelids jumped when Belmod sat on the seat of King A. It was a two-seater sofa. Generally, people tend to prefer narrower places when they go to unfamiliar places.

Therefore, it is reasonable to choose the single rattan chair over there, but Belmod is obviously not an ordinary person.

Toru Amuro poured her a glass of boiled water perfunctorily, which was a vague dissatisfaction, and Belmod obviously didn't care.

"What does the famous Witch with Thousand Faces have to do with me as a small intelligence officer?" This was the first sentence he said after sitting down.

"A little intelligence officer wouldn't recognize me."

"It's just that the news is a little better, it's nothing."

Belmod told him a lot of nonsense. The hidden temptations were all fooled by the leaks. It seemed to say, but in fact, nothing was revealed. It was a waste of time and nothing was gained.

She deliberately chose today because Montes, who had been staying here, went out, and planned to talk to Bourbon alone before meeting this person. Continuing to waste time was not a wise choice.

Therefore, when Amuro turned the topic back to her purpose again, Belmod did not talk about it any more, but said the theme of today, "Do you know the white ghost?"

Amuro opened his eyes slightly, "Oh, this is of course, if I remember correctly, the guys like Tokoy, Mekdo, and Armagnac all died in the hands of that guy, such famous people, It's strange not to know."

The resounding name in a very short period of time made this organization tense like never before. There were also guys who didn't believe in evil who were stubborn to the end, but the carefully arranged firepower was just a waste of effort. The other party really penetrated into the siege like a ghost and killed him. .

After a short period of high activity, the ghost gradually hides in the shadows, and no longer shoots as often as at the beginning, but that name still makes people in the organization avoid it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is disgusting. It's a bullet for cleaning up mice, so this ghost is a sharp knife pointing at those who are full of money and eat inside and out.

Even because of his elusive traces, his record of no misses, and the characteristics of only attacking his own people, he is even more deterrent than gin.

Amuro Toru also explored the real body of this ghost. At that time, it was not a white ghost, but a gray one, and finally came to the conclusion that it was not a ghost, but ghosts.

This is also normal. After all, it is different from the undercover agent who cleans files and enters the organization alone. Those guys who dare to move other thoughts under the deterrence of this organization will not be a fuel-efficient lamp. The consequences will inevitably be impossible for those who kill them to take advantage of, facing strict defenses and endless traps, and the mortality rate will certainly not be low.

White and gray, two different names can also testify to this to a certain extent.

This is an organization made up of many people who follow one after another, directly belonging to that gentleman. Because of the frequent replacement of personnel, information becomes outdated quickly.

But after sorting out a lot of information, Amuro Toru vaguely felt that there seemed to be a very powerful guy inside.

Because from the appearance of the ghost, some of the people who were killed had very similar characteristics. One was the scene, the fire was deliberately set off, and the other was time. The opponent did not carefully choose the time when the defense was weak. When choosing the deceased to be at home.

And these people are all extremely tricky guys.

However, when the organization disintegrated, no similar members were arrested, and it is not known whether the other party escaped, or whether there was no such person in the first place.

This is the conclusion of Amuro's future, and now that the ghost is just active, even Belmod, the Boss's favorite woman, knows very little about it.

Speaking of which, the time when the white ghost disappeared this time happened to be when Lord A returned to his country. However, there should be no connection between the two. After all, at the level of Mr. A at the beginning, there is almost nothing he can do unscathed...now it is.

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When it comes to the color of white, what Amuro thinks most is Qiu Ze Yao's hair.

However, this is obviously an unfounded association. As a policeman, the other party is a policeman who works during the day and part-time as the executioner of the organization at night, which is a bit ridiculous.

Having said that, Amuro Toru took a sip of half-cold white water. He talked too much just now, and his throat was inevitably a little dry. He raised his eyes and looked at Belmode, who was sitting lazily on the sofa, "Why do you ask this?"

"Because I want you to do something for me." Belmod raised the glass and touched his lips, leaving a light lipstick mark on it, which she slowly wiped away with her fingers.

Such a fearless attitude is not just because of her higher status than Amuro Toru, despite the strict hierarchy within the organization.

But whether to obey the orders of the superiors, also consider the strength of the superiors, the wishes of the subordinates, the factions of the two, and whether they have backers.

As a loner mystic, Belmod has no substantial stake in Amuro Toru, who has a boss.

Amuro said calmly, "Why?"

The other party gently spit out a surname: "Takizawa."

The time Belmod was discovered by him did not reveal any valuable information. Obviously, this was not the only time the other party did this, but he only discovered this time.

She is Master Yi Rong after all, and Toru Amuro is just borrowing his knowledge of her and the asymmetry of information between the two. If Belmod played at the highest level, it would be difficult for him to notice the difference in a short period of time.

Belmod curled his lips and smiled: "It's normal for you to do something with rum behind your back. Only a dog will wag its tail at its owner wholeheartedly. But you should be careful when doing this, otherwise it will be like this... Isn't it? ?"

Amuro Toru pondered for a long time, then curled her eyes and revealed a rather cheerful smile in her relaxed gaze, "In that case, I also have a secret I want to tell you."

Belmod said casually: "You say."

"I was surprised when I found out about this. I didn't expect which gentleman was you..."

Shitou's voice was gentle, but the few short syllables made the expression of Belmod, who was diagonally opposite, slightly changed.

"Shut up!" Belmod raised his voice, realizing that he quickly adjusted after his gaffe, but he could still easily hear the clue, "Where did you know that?"

"Sorry, no comment. Intelligence sources say it's not an exaggeration for people like us to die. I'm not big enough to give my life to someone who threatens me...Isn't it?"

The tide turned.

"Hey, hey, please don't shake your hands." Anshitou raised his hands with a helpless expression, "You should have guessed it, since I recognized you as the Thousand-faced Witch, of course it's impossible not to do anything. If I die, this secret will soon spread throughout the organization, you don't want that, do you?"

The muzzle of the gun was slowly lowered, and Belmod looked as usual, and chuckled: "It seems that we have each other's secrets. So, do we want to cooperate?"

"Of course I am honored to work with such a big man." Amuro said with a smile, "Dear partner, do you have anything to ask me for help?"

From ordering to helping, this span is not generally large. Everything that happened today was beyond Belmod's expectations. Bourbon's danger level has escalated again and again, and this man does have a considerable strength.

Belmod pulled out a slender lady's cigarette, red lips slightly parted, and lightly biting between his teeth, "I hope you can help me find out the true body of the white ghost."

"Sorry, I don't like the smell of cigarettes." Amuro coughed lightly, smiled apologetically, and said, "Can you tell me the reason for this?"

"The target of the white ghost is only those worms of the organization, it seems that it has nothing to do with you."

Belmod took off the shredded tobacco that had not been lit, pressed it into the glass in front of him at will, and whispered: "Can you allow an unknown monster to hover above your head? Even if you know it won't hurt you."

This explanation is very convincing to her. But Toru Amuro doesn't think this will be the whole reason. And even if you keep asking, Belmod obviously won't reveal more.

"The white ghost is the boss, didn't that gentleman even tell the woman he loves the most?"

Belmod gave a short laugh. "Don't ask that, Bourbon."

"Sorry, curiosity." Amuro spread his hands, "Sounds interesting, well, I'll help you."

"So, you promised her?" Jun A shook his hand, and the kitchen knife almost cut himself.

Amuro Toru was flipping the meat, didn't notice his strangeness, and replied, "Yes, because I'm also a little curious about what kind of existence the white ghost is."

Mr. A's cold sweat is about to materialize. Fortunately, Belmod appeared after he was idle. After that, according to the boss's intention, he will appear as the last resort. The implication is to send him to do it. For jobs with a high risk factor, other ghosts will do the rest.

It was probably during this period of time that he discovered how excellent and rare he was as a tool person, and he would really not be able to find someone who could replace him for a while.

So I finally have a sense of cherishing, no matter how good a samurai sword is, it can't be used as a hatchet, and good steel must be used on the blade.

So he gave him a lot of free time after work, and Montes's identity was well managed.

In this way, the probability of Amuro finding out that he is a member of the White Ghost is greatly reduced.

Mr. A thought for a second whether to tell him or not, but finally gave up.

If the countermeasures that I have been thinking about fail, Amuro Toru falls out with him because of Scotland, or if the main line starts in the future and plans to cause internal friction in the organization, you don't need to do it yourself, just talk about it outside, A You don't have to think about living a leisurely life anymore.

The price is a little high... let's hide it.

Although I was very embarrassed, there were a lot of things that Amuro was hiding from him.

…

At the end of the dinner, Mr. A finally remembered what he had forgotten. After putting the tableware in the dishwasher, he emerged from the kitchen and said to Amuro who was cleaning the table: "Brother Tou, I have something I want to ask you."

"What's up?"

"About that mission, I'm going to work with Ley and Scotland. Although my level is not as high as theirs, because the mission is requested by Rum. So I should make the preliminary plan. But I don't know much. Intelligence experts..."

Jun A shook his head in distress, "So I hope Brother Tou can give me some intelligence support, and it's better to help me make a plan!"

He smiled brightly and said confidently that he wanted to paddle and fish.

Toru Amuro:…

"There's no problem with intelligence, but don't think about anything else."

"Hey..." Mr. A dragged his tail, "But obviously I'm also a martial artist, and I'm very **** this kind of thing."

"That's why we need more exercise." Amuro is firm and can spoil children, but excessive spoiling is very undesirable.

After everything was cleaned up, Mr. A began to describe the target to Amuro, for fear that he could not explain it clearly. Even the entry of Miyazawa Fumio was deliberately searched from Wikipedia.

Amuro Toru's expression gradually became serious, and he obviously realized the same problem as Mr. A at that time.

But Amuro thinks more.

The name Miyazawa Fumio is very unfamiliar, which means that the other party died very early. But it should not have died in the hands of Scotland, otherwise he will not forget that now the other party has become Scotland's task, and it is inevitable to have a head-on contact, let alone whether Miyazawa Fumio will recognize Scotland's identity, just kill himself It's hard not to feel pain with your former colleagues and bosses. What's more, the person who wants to start is the gentle Zhufu Jingguang.

Getting these three people—two gins on the side, one confidant—to work together to kill a former cop, now a politician, is obviously tricky.

Although I don't want to admit it, the FBI's undercover skills are indeed very strong. If it wasn't for the stupid teammates holding back, the other party would probably still be able to mix in and organize the organization after catching the gin, so it shouldn't be directed at him.

The reason why I brought Ley along was to blur the point and hide the real purpose—

Scotland…

Doubt, test.

Amuro stared at the bright screen, but his heart sank.

After planning for a long time, he finally eliminated the undercover policeman who exposed his Scottish identity without a trace. He thought that the crisis of friends had been resolved, but he did not expect such a turning point so soon.

In the end, Hiro's character itself is not suitable for undercover work, his heart is not hard enough, and murder is too heavy a burden for him...

perhaps…

"Also..." His thoughts could not go on, Mr. A, who was sitting in front of the computer, raised his face. From his perspective, he saw Amuro's chin standing behind him. He continued when Amuro looked down. , "Rum told me to keep an eye on Scotland, he's probably an undercover agent."

Amuro's pupils shrank, he lowered his head unconsciously, and his blond hair almost touched A's forehead, "This should be something that needs to be kept secret, so just tell me...?"

"What does it matter." Mr. A rolled his eyes, and the screen illuminated his face without haze. "Scotland is actually an undercover agent, so I think it's very possible."

Amuro asked softly, "Why?"

"Because I don't think he's a bad guy."

"If I remember correctly, you should have only met him a few times, right?"

"Yeah, but my feeling is still relatively sharp. In fact, it's the first time I think so. However, even good people don't necessarily do bad things... So I'm just guessing."

His neck started to get sore, A-jun lowered his head, brushed a few strands of blond hair on his forehead, he turned his neck, let go of the mouse, leaned back on the back of the chair, and the top of his hair just touched Anshitou's soft home clothes.

"He's not fit to be undercover, if Scotland really is."