Gin likes me?

Sitting on the sofa in the apartment and looking at everything around him, Chianti finally understood why he had occasionally heard such statements when chatting with other members of the Magnesium Country organization.

'Although the organization's branch in Japan has not been in operation as long as the one in Magnesium, and its overall operation and personnel distribution are not as comprehensive as the one in Magnesium, the treatment is absolutely excellent.'

"I feel like it's okay and relatively easy." Cohen nodded slightly and said in a flat voice while sitting on another single sofa.

This is his true feeling. Compared to the enemies they had to worry about and be careful of when operating in Magnesium, operating in Neon is simply like heaven. The level of danger is completely different!

"Although the surveillance mission a few days ago was a bit frustrating, it was really satisfying to shoot at the end. I haven't fired so many guns in a mission in a long time!"

Chianti clenched his fists excitedly and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

As a sniper, and a sniper with some violent tendencies, Chianti never liked missions with only one target, but unfortunately, as a sniper, most of the missions she faced were of this type.

"The mission is not easy. We are very lucky." Looking at Chianti who was feeling a little elated, Cohen spoke softly, slightly discouraging his partner's attitude.

This is Chianti's old problem. Every time he completes a task, he will be proud of himself for a long time. However, with Cohen watching over him, it is not a serious problem.

"Well, it is indeed troublesome, but it has nothing to do with us. We just need to go to the designated location as required and then shoot the target." Facing Cohen's attack, Chianti curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but he was not really angry.

But then, Chianti straightened up his body that had been slumped on the sofa and looked at Cohen with some curiosity.

"Hey, Cohen, do you think that guy with cherry brandy is going to die?"

"No, Vodka said he has been treated." Shaking his head, Cohen, whose attention was much more focused than Chianti, remembered very clearly what had happened in the base before.

"Really? He's really unlucky. He's the only one injured on our side." After clicking his tongue several times, Chianti rolled his eyes and moved his body to sit closer to Cohen.

"Cohen, Vodka really had a quarrel with Rum! If those guys from Magnesium knew about this, there would be a huge uproar!"

"Don't say too much, Chianti." Cohen frowned and felt a little worried when he saw Chianti, who was very interested in this matter.

Many people knew the meaning of the word "rum" in the organization. People of that status were not something that ordinary members with a wine name could judge rashly.

"I know, I'm not the kind of person who likes to gossip." Looking at Cohen's worried eyes, Chianti waved his hand impatiently.

She understood what her partner meant, but Chianti was just a little impatient. She was not a real fool. She knew very well who she could and could not provoke.

"I'm just a little surprised that Vodka actually gave up the principle of mission priority and chose to rescue Cherry Brandy. Moreover, he did not back down at all in the face of Rum's accusations in this matter. He's really amazing!" There was admiration in his eyes. If Chianti's attitude towards Uozuka Saburo changed before because he saw Uozuka Saburo's excellent and comprehensive abilities and strong personal strength, after this call from Rum, Chianti really admired this cadre who was a few years younger than himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Vodka, very good, and a very nice person." Cohen nodded slightly. Hearing Chianti say this, he also seriously expressed his agreement.

What Saburo Uozuka did today really opened the eyes of Cohen and Chianti.

In the organization of Magnesium Country, they accept only one idea, that is, during the mission, everything must be given priority to completing the mission, and any accidents that occur during the mission must give way to the mission.

And today, Uozuka Saburo showed them what it meant to be a "heretic" behavior of giving priority to rescuing companions.

but.

"You said, it would be great if we could be assigned to Vodka's team in the future." Blinking with some emotion, the straightforward Chianti expressed his attitude very directly.

"I hope so too." Cohen had no objection to this. Although he knew it was a bit difficult, he still fantasized about it.

Just kidding, when I go on a mission with someone like this, my sense of security and trust goes through the roof!

"Okay, there's no point in thinking about this. Let's divide the rooms. I'll take the bigger one, and the other one will be yours."

"...good."

"Okay, then let's pack up and go out for a walk. We need to get familiar with the surroundings at least."

. . .

"Hmm~" He slowly opened his eyes. After a moment of blurriness, Kimura Ying regained his vision and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze. He didn't know where he was for a moment.

"I, am not dead?" The memories before the coma slowly resurfaced. Knowing what he had experienced, Kimura Ying felt his current weak physical condition, his heart filled with relief and joy of surviving a calamity.

Although he appeared calm in the face of death before falling into a coma, at that time Kimura Taka thought he was really going to die.

Now that he has woken up, Kimura Takashi is of course happy. Being alive is better than being dead!

However, that’s not necessarily the case.

After a moment of joy, a bitter smile flashed across Kimura Ying's face, and then he looked blankly at the window covered with gauze curtains. Under the faint sunlight, he revealed an air of hesitation and loss.

"It's better not to wake up."

"Hey, hey, what's going on? You've gained enlightenment just because you got hurt once? Do you have to be so exaggerated?"

He turned his head slowly with some surprise and looked at Uozuka Saburo who was leaning against the door frame and looking at him with a smile. Kimura Ying's originally melancholy eyes slightly regained their spirits and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The first thing I saw when I woke up was not a beautiful and gentle girl, but your face. It really makes me unhappy."

"Fish mound."

361: Please calm down, Ms. Asai!

"You are the one who said this. I shouldn't have saved you. I let the police who arrived there find you and send you to a big hospital. That way, you would be able to see the gentle nurse sister when you wake up."

With a sneer in annoyance, Saburo Uozuka pulled out a stool and sat down beside Kimura Takashi's bed, looking at the very weak Kimura Takashi with a half-smile.

"But there are some minor problems. You were shot, and the problem is not coincidental. Maybe after meeting the gentle nurse, you will have to spend every day with those fierce policemen from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"That's true. I absolutely don't want to go through that kind of situation. It's just too painful." Nodding in agreement, Kimura Takashi had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were always on Uozuka Saburo's face.

"If something like that happened, would you come to my rescue, Uozuka?"

"Save you, what are you thinking about?" Rolling his eyes in disdain, Uozuka Saburo did not care about the option of taking care of patients around him. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth and smoked happily under the helpless look of Kimura Ying.

"If you are really captured by the police, the first order I receive is to take Chianti and Cohen to find the most suitable opportunity, and then kill you as quickly as possible to ensure the safety of the organization."

"That's true. After all, that's the style of our organization." He blinked innocently but couldn't say anything to refute. As a small cadre in the organization responsible for the intelligence part, Kimura Ying knew too well the organization's style of doing things and its self-preservation awareness.

"How is the mission going? By the way, who attacked me?" His thoughts were interrupted by the smell of tobacco floating into his nose. He subconsciously looked at Saburo Uozuka who was still smoking a cigarette happily, and Kimura Takashi couldn't help but move his throat.

For an old smoker like him, it is really uncomfortable to see people smoking around him while he cannot smoke.

"Cangtian Shushang is confirmed to be dead. You saw it with your own eyes. However, there was a little accident on Amanda's side." Flicking the ash on the ground, Uozuka Saburo looked a little unhappy.

"The sniper who attacked you shot Amanda immediately after injuring you. Chianti and Cohen also found the other party's trace, but unfortunately, they did not keep the person."

"The final result was that Amanda and her last bodyguard accepted the protection of the Neon Police and the International Police. Our original second goal was completely failed. Because of this, Rum even scolded me."

"It shouldn't be that serious. As for Rum, his relationship with you, the future elite backbone of our organization, should not be affected by such an accident." Looking at Uozuka Saburo with some surprise, as the deputy director of the organization's intelligence department in Japan, Kimura Takashi knew more about Rum and the organization than Uozuka Saburo.

Not to mention how important an outstanding and practical cadre like Saburo Uozuka is in the current organizational environment of Japan, just looking at Saburo Uozuka's talent and future development, it is impossible for Rum to allow a gap between himself and Saburo Uozuka.

It's true that Rum is the second-in-command in the organization, but that doesn't mean he can do whatever he wants.

This organization, after all, belongs to the boss, and unfortunately, the name Uozuka Saburo has already been registered with the boss.

"Well, just some minor problems." Waving his hand lazily, Uozuka Saburo muttered a few words as if he didn't care.

"I was in a rush to save you, a bastard, but ended up letting Amanda run away. Rum is a little dissatisfied, but now we have talked it out. To use your words, Rum can't bear to part with me now."

"...Thank you, Uozuka." His eyes flashed violently. Although Uozuka Saburo explained to him with a relaxed and nonchalant expression, Kimura Taka knew very well what kind of pressure Uozuka Saburo was under to decide to save him in such a choice.

This also made Kimura Ying once again confirm in his heart that his vision was correct. Uozuka Saburo was a truly trustworthy person. He was different from other people in the organization.

"Okay, your injury is not very serious. There's just a piece of flesh missing from your thigh, and it touched a blood vessel, causing you to lose too much blood. You just rest here for a while, and you can leave when you're fully recovered." Waving his hand, looking at Kimura Takashi with disdain as he looked moved, Uozuka Saburo looked up at Asai Narimi who knocked on the door and gently pushed it open, and then stood up.

"Then I'll leave first. You just stay here honestly. Just tell Chengshi what you want to eat." Lowering his body slightly, Uozuka Saburo looked at Kimura Takashi with his eyes that were full of threateningness without any deliberate change, and then said word by word.

"Let me tell you, although Cheng Shi is a little weak, he is also a good boy! Don't bully him, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. What do you think of me?" Waving his hands with a helpless look, Kimura Takashi watched Uozuka Saburo walk through the door, say a few more words to Asai Narimi, and then leave the room.

"Hello, Mr. Kimura, my name is Asai Narimi, and I'm Mr. Kurosawa's personal doctor. I will be responsible for taking care of your injuries for the time being." With a faint smile on his face, Asai Narimi walked to Kimura Taka's bed, lifted the quilt, and took a look at the location of Kimura Taka's bandaged wound.

"Mr. Kurosawa's personal doctor. I've heard of him, but this is the first time I've met him in person." After blinking and keeping his gaze on Asai Narimi for a moment, Kimura Taka narrowed his eyes as if smiling.

"But now it seems that Vodka does have a good eye, but his vision is not very good."

"Mr. Kimura, I am your attending physician now. There are some things you should not say casually." Asai Narimi said with a faint smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Wow, you're threatening me just because of one sentence. It seems you really like vodka." The smile on his face did not change, but Kimura Ying's tone became more cheerful.

"It's respect, Mr. Kimura."

"Respect? Whatever you say." He shrugged indifferently. When Asai Narumi checked the wound and was about to change the bandage, Kimura Taka grinned.

"So from what I understand, Mr. Kurosawa, whom you respect, doesn't seem to know that you are a girl, Ms. Asai~"

"Ah! It hurts! Ms. Asai, please calm down! The wound is bleeding!"

362: Her cooking is really terrible

"Good job, Mr. Maori."

Raising the cup in his hand and clinking it with Kogoro Mori's, Uozuka Saburo smiled and spoke words of praise to Kogoro Mori.

"I just did some simple work, no big deal." He smiled and shook his head. Although it was not the first time that he was praised by Uozuka Saburo, Maori Kogoro felt really good about being recognized.

Of course, what made him even happier was that he had just completed a precise strike against an evil gang.

"Mr. Kurosawa, I don't quite understand why you want to leave the name of the woman named Amanda in your plan."

After gulping down half a glass of beer, Kogoro Mouri breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Uozuka Saburo with some confusion, hoping to get some explanation from him.

"Since the other party is the leader of the trafficking group, wouldn't it be more effective to strike the group directly by killing her?"

"If possible, I would also like to do that, but the reality before us is that no matter how unwilling we are, we cannot let Amanda die now." Shaking his head slightly, facing Kogoro Mouri's question, Uozuka Saburo did not hesitate to answer.

Unlike the way he gets along with others, Uozuka Saburo has plenty of patience when facing Kogoro Mori.

The reason why Kogoro Mouri chose to follow him, and even took a completely different path from when he was a policeman, was because he believed that following Saburo Uozuka would allow him to fulfill his pursuit of justice in the same or even better way.

Therefore, Saburo Uozuka must ensure that every time he asks Kogoro Mori to help him complete a task, he can make him feel touched and proud from the task.

In fact, Uozuka Saburo did not allow Mori Kogoro to participate in many of the organization's tasks. The parts that required him were indeed doing real "good deeds" to some extent. From this respect, Uozuka Saburo was always very calm when facing Mori Kogoro.

"If Amanda died in Neon or Tokyo, the group behind her would not let us go easily. This is not only to protect the reputation of their big chaebols, but also to confirm their own sense of security. After all, if the president of their group can be assassinated, their own safety will not be guaranteed, right?"

"I understand. Mr. Kurosawa, your undercover mission has not yet been completed, so we cannot let those people's attention be diverted to Tokyo. The most important thing is to eradicate this very powerful organization that involves the Neon official!" Nodding with a serious expression, Kogoro Mori has always respected Saburo Uozuka.

The longer he stayed with Uozuka Saburo, the more Kogoro Mori could feel how terrible the difficulties and dangers that Uozuka Saburo faced while undercover.

So now, when facing the request of Uozuka Saburo, Maori Kogoro will always treat it with all his efforts and dare not relax at all!

"I'm glad you understand." Nodding with a smile, Uozuka Saburo picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Maori Kogoro again.

"As for me, I don't need your help for now, Mr. Maori. Mr. Maori, you can focus on your life now."

Wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth, Saburo Uozuka looked at Kogoro Mori, who was wearing a suit, with a smile.

"I got the news that Mr. Mao Li's office doesn't seem to be doing very well recently."

"Um, how did Mr. Kurosawa know that?" Touching the back of his head awkwardly, Kogoro Mori nodded with a wry smile.

"In fact, my performance is usually good. Although there are no overly important cases, some small commissions are enough to solve my daily living expenses. It's just that I'm a little nervous about the tasks that may happen at any time on Mr. Kurosawa's side, so I don't have the heart to commission any commissions."

"This is indeed my fault. Let's put it this way, Mr. Maori." Saburo Uozuka spoke with a smile, tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

"You know, my current undercover organization has too many opportunities to deal with criminals every day. Every month, I will select some insignificant criminals who have bounties on their heads from the police and give them to you, Mr. Maori, to facilitate your daily expenses. After all, if you continue to help me solve problems like this, it will have a huge impact on Mr. Maori's life."

"Mr. Kurosawa, I chose to follow you, not for these, but just for..." Looking at Uozuka Saburo anxiously, Mori Kogoro didn't want Uozuka Saburo to look at him like this.

"I know, of course I know. Hey, brother Maori, we have known each other for so long. From now on, just call me Kurosawa." Waving his hand to interrupt the anxious Maori Kogoro, Uozuka Saburo still smiled faintly, and then spoke without feeling guilty at all.

"We have all persisted until today because of our faith. We don't need to doubt this. But even if we have strong faith, we still need to take care of our families within our capabilities, right?"

"This matter is settled. They are just criminals anyway. Just consider it as their contribution." Smilingly, Uozuka Saburo filled Kogoro Mori's beer. His words touched Kogoro Mori's heart little by little.

"Besides, you can't let Xiaolan always get pocket money from her mother. The little girl is at the age of growing up and starting to pay attention to her appearance. You can't treat her badly."

"Phew, well, Kurosawa first... Kurosawa, I won't be polite then."

"Is that so, Brother Mori, you should have been polite to me a long time ago." Smilingly, he picked up the bowl, moved his position, and put his arm around Kogoro Mori's shoulders.

"By the way, did you ask your wife to watch the movie I recommended to you last time?"

"Uh, no, she had a case to fight at the time, so she cancelled it."

"No way, Brother Maori, if you want to cancel it, just keep making the appointment. Especially if you break the appointment because of your own reasons, it will make your sister-in-law feel guilty. Aren't you just taking advantage of the victory?"

"Humph! I don't need to please that woman! And I'm also very busy."

"You're busy? Fine, just assume you're busy. I'm convinced. Even if you're looking for an excuse, you can't use the excuse of cooking bad food to force someone to separate from you!"

"It's just an excuse. As long as both parties think it's important, it's fine. Besides...Eri's cooking is really terrible."

"..."