Coroner Coroner

Ireland can only make such wild guesses.

"Well, it's considered contact." Noah's Ark responded noncommittally.

"This..." Ireland was silent for a while:

His thoughts can't help but fly back to the past, back to the day of his teacher Masuyama Kenzo's 70th birthday.

In fact, they didn't talk about any secrets that day.

It's just that Kenzo Masuyama has been used to being an entrepreneur sought after by everyone in front of people these years, but behind his back, he is gradually unwilling to be just a white glove helping the organization manage assets.

He secretly had a heart of disobedience, but he never dared to really betray the organization.

Seeing that his life was being wasted day by day under the control of the organization, Kenzo Masuyama finally couldn't help but chatted with his closest student, Ireland, about some "rebellious" content after his 70th birthday party.

At that time, Kenzo Masuyama asked him:

If one day the organization becomes an enemy, he will choose to stand on the side of the organization or on the side of his teacher.

And Ireland's answer at the time was:

"Of course I'm on the teacher's side."

"Mr. Masuyama... but the man I regard as my father."

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, the only good memories in his life.

Ireland's heart could not help but be slightly touched.

And the hatred that had been suppressed by him for a long time finally broke out uncontrollably.

"I understand…"

"Mr. Noah."

Ireland finally made a brave decision:

"I am willing to be this undercover!!"

He finally chose a more promising career.

"Very well, you made the right choice."

Taking advantage of Mr. Ireland's courage, Noah's Ark did not forget to give him a reassurance in time:

"And don't worry—"

"We will do our best to ensure your personal safety."

"If you perform well in undercover work, we can also consider recruiting you as our official member."

"Thank you..." Ireland nodded.

He was officially recruited now.

When the thought of surrendering to the enemy is thought, the world widens in an instant.

After thinking that I suddenly had the support of such a powerful force behind me, not only can I completely get rid of this precarious situation, but also can generously avenge Qin Jiu for my adoptive father...

Ireland felt only a burst of joy:

Gin, I didn't expect that...

I'm also an undercover agent! !

It still comes with an atonement roll to be washed and landed, compiled by civil servants!

Ireland, which still regards Noah's Ark as the spokesperson of an official intelligence agency, can't help but think so.

"Then what should I do next?"

Ireland just got a job change and can't wait to put in a performance.

After all, he is now a traitor to the organization.

The sooner the organization is finished, the sooner he can get out of danger.

"Mr. Noah, do you need any information from me?"

"unnecessary."

The new boss's response was more reassuring than he expected:

"We all know all the information you have."

"really…"

This mysterious new organization that refused to reveal his identity, sure enough, he was not the only undercover agent in the "winery"!

The other party may have already laid a big net in the organization.

And Gin is still undecided.

Fortunately, I surrendered in advance... Otherwise, I'm afraid I would be buried with the organization foolishly!

Thinking of this, Ireland only feels that this undercover job has a brighter future:

"Mr. Noah, what do I need to do?"

"Is there any information, do you need my help to find out?"

"Not yet."

Noah's answer was even more reassuring:

"All you need to do is go back to the organization and lurk."

"Then wait for my action instructions."

"But, before that..."

It paused slightly.

This made Ireland instinctively nervous again:

"Any questions?"

"Yes." There was a voice on the phone that seemed to know everything:

"Before that, you have to solve the troubles around you first."

"Trouble around me..."

Ireland was slightly taken aback.

This time, he noticed that he was so shocked by Mr. Noah's mystery just now that he forgot that he still had a pair of ears by his side.

"You mean... the squinting eyes?"

Ireland looked at Okiya Subaru with a cold face.

He no longer thought about why Mr. Noah on the other end of the phone could even know who was sitting next to him.

Anyway, Mr. Noah and the organization behind him now give people the impression that they have all-knowing hands and eyes.

"I'm so sorry..."

"Let you hear so many things you shouldn't hear."

Ireland looked at Okiya Subaru with a little sympathy, that face that seemed to have been paralyzed by fright:

"Mr. Noah, do you need me to kill him?"

"unnecessary."

"And please exercise restraint, Mr. Ireland."

"If you attack him, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back today."

"Huh?" Ireland was taken aback.

He also suspected that he had misheard Mr. Noah's instructions.

But next, Mr. Noah made both him and Okiya Subaru change color with one sentence:

"Mr. Akai Shuichi."

"We should talk too."

"?!" Ireland was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically: "You, you..."

"You are Akai Shuichi?!"

Okiya Subaru was silent for a while.

Then, under Ireland's shocked gaze, he calmly took off his glasses.

I saw that pair of honest and friendly squinting eyes suddenly became piercing and sharp:

"That's right, I'm Akai Shuichi."

"you you…"

Only then did Ireland discover with horror:

The handcuffs I put on this guy had been quietly untied by him at some point.

And as a seasoned and top assassin, he was unaware of this man's small movements throughout the whole process.

"It's really you..."

"Akai Shuichi!"

Ireland was astonished beyond measure.

"Long time no see, Ireland."

Akai Shuichi looked as calm as ever.

But in fact, his mood at the moment is not at all calmer than Ireland:

How did Noah know he was here?

How did he know that Okiya Subaru was Akai Shuichi?

So far, the other party has successively demonstrated an extraordinary understanding of the black organization and the Japanese public security.

Now even their FBI's confidential information is almost transparent.