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Chapter 159 Naturally Fallen Old Feathers

The hidden door, concealed within the wall's pattern, slowly opened, and Gin emerged from the secret passage. At the same time, the IV drip on the interrogation chair activated; Spider, clearly exaggerating his endurance, drifted off to sleep in less than three seconds.

Kuromon Haruya casually propped up the spider's golden head and tilted his head to ask, "You've added so many tests lately, shouldn't you tell me about the upcoming operations?"

After receiving the boss's approval at the Christmas party, Gin's intention to bring him into the organization and gradually recruit and cultivate him couldn't be more obvious.

They've revealed the true effects of the drug, trained him in disguise under Vermouth's tutelage, and now they're directly using him as a double to access crucial intelligence about hostile organizations. It's like they've finally found a handy weapon after all these years, and they're relentlessly pushing him to level up!

Based on the information he obtained after joining the organization, shouldn't Gin be a suspicious, self-centered lone wolf who treats his car like a campervan all day long?

Suddenly being valued by such a person, Kuromon Haruya felt no joy at the prospect of a promotion or a raise: if the boss hadn't said there were no undercover agents in the factory and that Gin was only targeting rats, he was afraid he would wake up one morning to find himself burdened with a few false accusations!

Meeting his gaze, Kuromon Haruya put on a smiling mask: "After all, I'm already your direct subordinate."

"The organization plans a comprehensive purge, and the first shot will be fired precisely in two weeks. Vermouth has already given you the invitation, hasn't she?"

Recalling that awkward and unpleasant night when he and Calvados comforted and encouraged each other in the snow, Haruya Kuromon's pupils contracted slightly, and his smile faded a bit: "Those annoying flies from the FBI, huh?"

“Yes,” Gin replied. “In accordance with the last wishes of internationally renowned director Coryne Wolfe, in order to repay the benefactors who supported him in his early years, in addition to the usual funeral, a special reception must be held in Japan.”

Director Coryne, renowned in Hollywood for his unique art of horror, was a die-hard fan of Sharon Vineyard, and Haruya Kuromon was naturally aware of his existence.

His relationship with Ms. Sharon can be described as mutually beneficial. They collaborated many times in the early and middle stages of his career, and he was an indispensable key figure in Ms. Sharon's rise to fame, until he gradually faded from public view after announcing his retirement twenty years ago.

"Rum's intelligence has been confirmed; they plan to take advantage of the memorial service to strike directly, finding an opportunity when Vermouth is alone to carry out a covert arrest. After a year, these guys finally couldn't sit still any longer."

"Direct forced arrest?"

Upon hearing this, Kuromon Haruya immediately became agitated and asked seriously, "Although he is not as famous as the real person, Chris Vineyard is still an international celebrity, not to mention that the location is the memorial service of an internationally renowned director, where all kinds of international celebrities and politicians will be in attendance."

"Does this mean the US and Japanese governments have decided to conduct joint law enforcement operations?"

With both hostile forces and joint police raids, how could the organization have weakened to this extent?

"You're overestimating those politicians. They're too afraid to risk their lives and wouldn't willingly provoke the organization."

Hearing his conjecture, Gin took a few steps closer with a sneer, and pulled out the Beretta that Kuromon Haruya had lent him for disguise: "To those international thugs circling over the Sea of ​​Japan, this country is no different from their backyard. Enforcement doesn't need anyone's approval or permission."

"They saw only a naturally shed tail feather and assumed their target was exhausted, foolishly barking wildly as they plunged into the bushes, unaware of the abyss they were about to face. As for their reasons for deciding to arrest that woman... it was ultimately nothing more than profit above all else, who cares?"

Profit first...

As an international movie star with connections to powerful groups and politicians, taking down Vermouth would inevitably sever the network of interests behind her, and consequently, cause trouble for the FBI and damage their interests. Moreover, according to rumors within the organization, Vermouth is a favorite of that man, and if the organization launches a fierce retaliation, the support of the government will certainly be affected.

If that's the case, the fact that they dare to take action regardless of the cost means that the FBI is 100% confident that they can obtain benefits far exceeding the cost of the operation!

For example, clearly defining the security personnel to be deployed at the memorial service; gathering evidence of Chris Vineyard's illegal and criminal activities; and having certain resources that could severely damage the organization and be immediately effective...

This mission requires a new member who is definitely not an undercover agent to provide close assistance on-site...

After analyzing the clues he had obtained, Kuromon Haruya suddenly looked at Gin: "Could it be that there is a traitor in the organization...!"

"You just need to follow orders and carry out the mission." Gin's words silenced his suspicions.

He lifted the Beretta, which he had just wiped clean of saliva from the muzzle, loaded it, pressed it against the spider's back, and said, "See you off."

"I have already issued the follow-up mission schedule for the rapid response team to you. For the next two weeks before the mission, you will be under Vermouth's command. You are not allowed to tell anyone that you are disguised as me."

"Okay, okay, I understand~"

Yoruichi Kuromon removed his disguise on the spot and placed the wig and top hat in the corner. Just as he turned to leave, Gin's warning rang out behind him.

"Butber, stop doing unnecessary and useless work in the future."

"Huh?" Kuromon Haruya looked over, somewhat bewildered.

"If you want to be the hero who sacrifices for others, I don't mind infiltrating you into the police station to fulfill your dream."

He pulled the trigger, and the bullet instantly pierced the spider's heart, killing him instantly. Gin raised his hand, aiming it at Kuromon Haruya's forehead: "Or perhaps I should end your tragic life for you first."

Blood dripped from the muzzle of the gun, splattering onto the floor like red flowers.

Kuromon Haruya narrowed his emerald green eyes into slits, crossed his arms, and replied with a smile, "Well, what can I do? After all, I'm a man who'll stop at nothing."

"But since you, as the leader, have given such an order... I understand, the way we operate from now on will be changed."

Asagi gave a gentle and refined bow, while Kuromon Haruya pushed open the door to the interrogation room and left.