I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

"As expected, you don't know anything. Come on, let me guess. I think you are also an investigator of a certain national intelligence agency... No, or rather, a escaped investigator?"

!! ?

Unexpectedly, he would hear such an accurate report of his identity from the other party. Serabel's thinking stopped for a moment, and even her breathing was sluggish.

This is quite an outrageous situation.

In order to avoid exposing his identity, Serabel was extremely careful in his conversation with Pisco, including referring to the espionage activities of winery personnel as "national intelligence organizations" instead of directly mentioning MI6.

Although Pisco did not say that he was from MI6, just the fact that he recognized himself as the escaped investigator was already outrageous.

Or is it so common these days for investigators from various intelligence organizations to flee? Not only MI6, but also FBI, CIA and others are fleeing?

Is this reasonable?

"Look, I got it right again."

Noticing Serabel's silence, Pisco continued his analysis.

"Based on the information you just disclosed, I conclude that you have almost no direct contact with the organization, but as a non-intelligence department investigator who has infiltrated the organization as an undercover investigator, you know too much, so I think you should just come from Colleagues or friends who are also investigators have heard about the existence of the organization, and all knowledge they have is based on conjectures inferred from other people's reports and fragments of words."

Know too much?

What do you mean?

Serabel frowned.

Everything Pisco said gave him a very strange feeling, as if the black organization and the intelligence agencies of various countries were not completely opposed to each other, but were in a semi-antagonistic and semi-cooperative competitive relationship.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Pisco's voice became increasingly mocking.

"It's not that our organization first sent people to infiltrate your intelligence department, but that your intelligence department sent people to infiltrate our organization in order to obtain our research results, and then we sent people to infiltrate your intelligence department in order to obtain the share of each country's research results. Intelligence agencies co-sign undercover lists.”

"To put it harshly, all of you who were sent to infiltrate our organization are nothing more than cannon fodder sent by your superiors to steal our final research results. Once the final research results are stolen and brought back by your people, then the mission of all of you will be It will all end... Oh, and it may even be that the person who brings back the research results in the end is not any of you who infiltrated the organization."

"Now we are like two hackers attacking each other. Whoever can completely remove the virus planted by the other party and build a firewall first will win the final victory."

What a list, what mission... I don’t understand it at all.

Serabel gave up trying to understand what Pisco meant halfway through, and just picked up the phone and took a look.

The voice line is indeed still open, but nearly 3 minutes have passed since Akai Marie last sent a message, and no messages were sent in the meantime.

Looking up, the black Audi was parked alone under the streetlight more than ten meters away from the pier. Even if she couldn't see the situation inside the car because of the angle, Sierra Bell knew that Akai Marie should be sitting in the passenger seat at this moment. He held his cell phone and listened quietly to his conversation with Pisco.

But why didn't you say a word?

After thinking for a moment, Serabel typed with one hand.

[Sister Mary, is there anything else you need to ask? 】

30 seconds passed and not a single reply came.

Serabel put the phone close to her ear and listened, but the slight breathing sound still came from the speaker.

The call was not interrupted, and it wasn't because the signal was bad. It was just that Akai Marie didn't send any instructions.

But continuing to delay like this is obviously not an option.

Serabel was too lazy to think too much and asked what he thought was the most valuable question.

"Who is your boss and where is he now?"

"Are you talking about BOSS?"

Pisco's mocking voice continued to come from the sack.

"Well, although this matter is kept secret in the eyes of most insiders of the organization, in my opinion, it doesn't matter even if I tell you. The name of the BOSS is Karasuma Renye. Maybe you will find it incredible, but it is true. It's him who still controls the organization today."

Karasuma... isn't that the largest conglomerate in Japan that Zhenjun Science has popularized before?

"Okay, I remember."

Serabel said seriously.

"So the second question is, where is this Karasuma Renya now?"

"……what?"

As if he heard some incredible question, Pisco's voice paused, and all the ridicule disappeared, replaced by complete exclamation.

"You really don't know anything, so let me put it this way, no one can find the location of the boss, not even you, not even us, not anyone."

"What's the reason?" Serabel asked incredulously.

"..."

Pisco simply stopped answering.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

After speaking, Serabel opened the lid of the cement mixer next to her and threw the sack containing pisco in.

Put the lid on and start the blender.

The noise of the mixer's operation covered up Pisco's scream. Soon, as the water flowing into the mixer through the pipe came into contact with the quicklime and cement ash inside, white water mist immediately evaporated from the gaps in the mixer.

Thinking that the pisco inside was almost covered with cement, Serabel unplugged the mixer's power connector, raised his leg and kicked the mixer into the sea, causing a huge splash on the sea.

"52.5 marine cement should not crack..."

Looking at the layers of dark ripples on the dark sea surface at night, Serabel muttered in a low voice, but quickly put the problem behind her and turned around and walked in the direction of parking.

click -

Under the lights of the dock road, the driver's door of the Audi was opened from the outside.

Serabel got into the car and sat down behind the steering wheel. She skillfully pulled out the seat belt from the position engraved with DNA and inserted it into her seat. Then she glanced at the silent British girl in the passenger seat.

Akai Marie still looked like she did before he got off the car, holding the phone in both hands and looking calmly forward.

"Miss Mary?"

Serabel asked tentatively.

No response.

"Mary?"

Serabel tried changing the title.

As if the voice activated some switch, Akai Marie blinked her eyes and came to her senses, turning her head to take a look.

Sera Bell thought she would ask as usual, "Have the finishing touches been done?" and then nodded and said "Let's go" after receiving a positive answer.

But he didn't expect that in the next second a pair of slender arms would wrap around the sides of his head and wrap around his neck.

Not a chokehold, just a hug.

The British girl stepped across the gear lever between the front seats and hugged him. She didn't say a word, but the application was filled with unprecedented confusion and vulnerability. ?

Chapter 207: People live for Akai Marie

If you were to ask Serabel what kind of person Akai Marie is in his eyes, then he would probably answer that she is a calm, strong, and courageous person.

We have become very clear about this in our relationship with each other for more than ten years.

No matter at work or in life, no matter how difficult the problem is, Akai Marie will never be discouraged or give up. Instead, she will think about solutions and possibilities as soon as possible, and try her best to overcome all difficulties and obstacles, and finally Reach the other side of success.

But now it was the first and only time in Serabel's memory that Akai Mari showed such a fragile look in front of her.

Serabel himself has never had any religious or group beliefs, so he doesn't know what it will be like after the belief collapses, but this is how Akai Marie feels to him now.

It was as if something that had been firmly attached to his heart had completely collapsed in an instant.

Is it because of what Pisco said just now?

Serabel couldn't figure it out and didn't want to make random guesses, so he chose to ask directly.

Undoing the seat belt around the girl's waist, she picked up the small body and sat astride her lap. Sera Bell lowered her head and wrapped her arms around the former's soft waist.

"Sister Mary, are you okay?"

No response.

It wasn't until several seconds passed that the British girl curled up in his arms like a small animal nodded gently and hummed softly.

This is obviously not what "nothing" should look like.

Serabel continued to comfort him: "Don't worry, I have disposed of Pisco without leaving any evidence. What's more, even if the dock finds something wrong tomorrow, it will only be found that a mixer is missing. To this extent, The maximum loss is to purchase a new one, and it is impossible to spend a lot of money to salvage it.”

The sound of the two talking stopped in the car. Akai Mari lowered her head, the curly golden bangs on her forehead blocked the light, and cast a large shadow on her face, blurring her expression, and her voice was intermittent.

"...Well, thank you for your hard work...Let's go back, it's not too early now."

?

A big question mark appeared on Serabel's head.

Admittedly, there were a few more words than before, but it still felt very wrong.

It can't go on like this...

After whispering an apology, Serabel held the girl's face with both hands and forcefully forced Akai Marie to change her head from bowing to raising her head, forcing her to look at her.

With the streetlights shining in from the car window, the British girl even had a trace of despair in her eyes.

Serabel was slightly startled, then quickly suppressed her emotions and spoke word by word.

"Sister Mary, what's wrong with you?"

"You...didn't you understand..."

After being forced to hold her face and make eye contact with the young man, Akai Marie's eyes finally regained some sparkle.

She raised her hand and grabbed Serabel's wrist to let go. Her fingertips touched her skin, and she sighed softly and said slowly.

"If according to what Pisco said, if there really is such a so-called jointly signed undercover list between the intelligence agencies of various countries, do you know what this means?"

"mean……"

Serabel was suddenly stunned.

When he was on the dock before, he only wanted to pry open Pisco's mouth. As for the specific meaning of what the other party said, he didn't think about it in detail.

Thinking about it now, if the top leaders of various countries really united and sent a bunch of investigators to infiltrate the black organization, it would be easy to destroy the other party.

After all, it would be foolish for any civil society organization to confront a state-based force, just like trying to use children's building blocks with a hammer.

Even if the building blocks are big enough, as long as the hammer is swung up, they will all be broken into pieces in a matter of minutes.

In other words, success or failure only depends on whether you want it or not.

But under such circumstances, the black organization has existed for more than half a century.

Naturally, there is a reason why the black organizations work cautiously and strive to expand their power. For example, even the president of Mitsubishi Motors, the giant Japanese automobile manufacturing industry, is a member of them.

But I'm afraid the more reason is...

"Understand?"

Akai Marie shook her head.

"If what he said is true, then the purpose of the intelligence agencies of various countries, including MI6, in sending investigators to become undercover agents was not to destroy the black organization from the beginning. It was purely to facilitate the waiting for the person who can make it happen under their supervision. The research and development of a miraculous drug that can rejuvenate people has been completed, and we will work together to seize the research results."

"And those investigators who were sent in as undercover agents could never have imagined that the undercover mission they thought they had made for the sake of world peace and risked their lives to carry out undercover missions would turn out to be a complete betrayal."

As she spoke, there was a helpless smile on her lips.

"When my body was first transformed into this, I was still thinking about tracking down the organization and getting the antidote to return to my original body."

"But as I came to Japan, I gradually felt that there was nothing wrong with my current health. On the contrary, I spent more time with Bell, you and Zhenzumi, and my life was not like it was before in the UK. In that way, I am rushed by various tasks every day, and it is rare to have a day off."

"To be honest, sometimes...I even have the idea that this is the legendary blessing in disguise."

Akai Marie stretched out her arms and put her arms around the boy's neck again, tightening the hug to close the distance.

"But I have never said this to you. I just thought about it in my heart. After all, we came to Japan for my business. If we suddenly give up, we will give up everything we have done to you and Mazumi so far. It’s all extremely disrespectful.”

"It's just that now I have to revisit the issue."

Akai Marie didn't speak very fast, and her voice was very soft, but every word she said seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds of weight on the tip of her tongue.