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Vermouth spent a considerable amount of time investigating this matter and hadn't even had a break when yesterday another incident occurred at a nearby school where a ghost appeared and was subsequently killed by a swordsman.
Without getting any rest, Vermouth worked overtime to investigate, and lo and behold, a problem actually arose: a high school student wielding a long knife killed three people, even though bullets couldn't hurt them, and was eventually taken down by another high school student.
This gave Vermouth a headache. Are all high school students this weird these days?
After further investigation, Vermouth discovered that the high school student was the boy who lived across the street from her. Goodness, if that's the case, then the boy who killed the cat demon was probably him too.
It seems that this is simply because the other party's swordsmanship is more profound; further investigation is needed.
However, she has been exhausted enough these past two days and needs to rest properly. Otherwise, even though her body has been experimentally modified and looks younger than her actual age, it can't withstand such abuse!
She might even die suddenly!
Sigh, I just came back this time to avoid the storm and get some rest!
This damn organization forces people to work like this; they're doomed!
When will the silver bullet finally appear? Damn it, I want to retire!
She had just started to rest when there was a knock on the door, which immediately alerted Vermouth. She quickly wrapped a towel around herself, picked up the lipstick-shaped pistol she always carried, and cautiously walked to the door. Looking through the peephole, she was surprised to see why her neighbor had come to her place.
Did they realize they were investigating him?
You should know that when I investigated Fang Yan through the Metropolitan Police Department, I found that his identity was kept secret. Such a person is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Is there something you need?" Vermouth asked, feigning nonchalance.
"I have something I'd like to discuss with you, Vermouth!" Fang Yan said calmly.
"!!!!" Vermouth's pupils shrank upon hearing this. Damn it, what's wrong with this guy? Why did he just blurt out his code name?
It's important to understand that even within one's own organization, very few people know their own code name.
Has my identity been exposed?
This is definitely not a good thing for Vermouth. For people like her, the leakage of information and the exposure of their identities mean death.
He wasn't targeted by secret agents, but rather silenced by someone within the organization.
Should she take action directly? Vermouth was conflicted. She knew the abilities of these powerful swordsmen. Would her lipstick pistol really be of any use?
"Open the door, your door can't stop me!" Fang Yan frowned and said to Vermouth.
He could roughly sense Vermouth's location. Was this woman afraid?
Is being afraid even useful?
Perhaps the Black Organization was indeed powerful in the past, but in the face of individuals with special abilities, what is the organization?
Vermouth's heart tightened; she knew the other party meant it as a threat. After a moment's hesitation, she opened the door anyway.
Chapter 56
"Holy crap!" Fang Yan couldn't help but curse under his breath when Vermouth opened the door. No wonder she was the woman that countless perverted transmigrators in the Conan novels had to come into contact with.
This woman is indeed very charming, as alluring as a poppy!
Even though she is not young, has a terrible personality, is prone to pulling out a gun to kill people, and is very good at lying, if you rashly believe her words, you won't even know how you died. But to some lecherous people, she is a good woman.
She's beautiful, has a great figure, and can even disguise herself—she can become whoever she wants. This undoubtedly appeals to the fetishes of countless people.
Moreover, Bei's mother is quite good to her children; she's the kind of person who would give her life for Ran and Conan.
Of course, the key is that she is beautiful and has a good figure. Fang Yan said that at one point, he felt a little bit of attraction.
"Is there something you need?" Vermouth carefully examined the man in front of her. Even by her standards, the young man was indeed very handsome.
At the same time, she was also a little proud. No matter how strong the other party was, they were still a little stunned when they saw her. It was worth it for her to come out wrapped only in a bath towel.
"Aren't you going to welcome me in?" Fang Yan said with a playful squint.
"Come in!" Vermouth revealed her alluring charm and stepped aside. To be honest, he didn't know how to refuse someone like her.
Silencing them seems a bit troublesome!
Headache! Exhausted!
After entering Vermouth's house, Fang Yan first looked around. Hmm, the decoration was very simple. It seemed that the other party did not intend to make this place a long-term residence.
He sat down on the sofa in the living room, stared at Vermouth, and said, "I need your organization's intelligence network!"
"Are you kidding me?" Vermouth's lips twitched. She highly doubted that this guy was joking with her. Σ(っД;)っ Even though she was considered an intelligence agent, selling herself out couldn't compare to having an intelligence network!
"I'm not joking with you. If it's just about making a deal, that's fine too!" Fang Yan shook his head slightly and said, "Of course, if possible, I'd much rather cooperate with your boss! Hmm, that old codger named Karasuma Renya!"
"What?" Vermouth was completely dumbfounded. Holy crap, this man in front of her actually knows Karasuma Renya.
It's important to know that Karasuma Renya faked his death decades ago. Even within the organization, very few people knew Karasuma Renya's identity—definitely no more than five. If it weren't for her special relationship with the BOSS, Vermouth wouldn't have known Karasuma Renya's identity either.
The fact that this young man in front of me actually knows the BOSS's identity is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it?
Could it be that Karasuma Renya's identity isn't a secret to those special people?
This... is fantastic! You should expose Karasuma Renya's secrets and then destroy the organization! Such a ruthless organization has no reason to exist!
She can finally be free; Vermouth can become a tainted witness in no time!
"What's so strange about that? There are plenty of people who know this!" Fang Yan chuckled and said, "Only fools would think they've kept it a secret."
"..." Is our organization really as bad as you make it out to be?
At least they are efficient. For example, the power outage you caused not long ago would have been almost impossible to fix in such a short time if Vodka hadn't come over specifically for that.
It might not even get better now!
"Beautiful lady, I really like you!" Fang Yan chuckled and said, "Of course, I'm not the kind of person who only takes. On the contrary, I prefer mutual help, just like the principles of your organization!"
"Oh? Our organization's principles?" Vermouth revealed a charming smile. What principles did their organization have? Wasn't it just superiors relentlessly exploiting their subordinates?
Look how long she hasn't slept. Compared to the organization, this is much better than the 996 work schedule.
Of course, the benefits offered by the organization are also much better.
But once a person is no longer useful, their final destination is death, not simply resignation.
When did their organization start helping each other?
"Well, the intelligence organizations of various countries help you maintain the status quo so that you won't be easily destroyed by those countries, while you help those organizations swindle funds!" Fang Yan said meaningfully.
“!@#!@#!?” Vermouth was a little confused. She subconsciously wanted to refute this, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.
She also knew that although their organization might seem impressive on the surface, it was still far inferior to a real state apparatus.
Just like on the mainland, they wouldn't dare to offend them easily, but only on the cherry blossom side do they dare to show off a little.
But now it seems that those other national organizations are actually using the pretext of attacking their organizations to fraudulently obtain funding!
Holy crap, these guys are absolutely despicable!
No wonder they were targeted despite doing nothing wrong, but the targeting was always perfectly timed, avoiding any serious damage to the organization. Now the reason is clear; they truly are cunning spies!
Chapter 57
"Take these and have them checked!" Fang Yan said, taking out two test tubes and placing them on the table.
"What is this?" Vermouth frowned. This seemed to be blood, but as a witch who had killed countless people, Vermouth felt a certain disgust for this kind of blood.
And where did this guy pull out that test tube from? That doesn't make sense!
Vermouth quickly realized that the human in front of her seemed to be more than just a swordsman; he was someone with special abilities.
No wonder they could make such unbridled jokes about the organization.
"Vampires, you've heard of them, right?" Fang Yan said casually.
“A legendary monster? How could I not have heard of it? Besides, I even made a movie about vampires before!” Vermouth stared intently at the test tube on the table. “You’re not trying to tell me that there’s a vampire in this, are you?”
"Hmm, we just captured two little vampires. Are you interested?" Fang Yan said with amusement. "I remember your boss seems to have spent his whole life researching immortality, right?"
When Fang Yan revealed the organization's secrets, Vermouth was already numb. The man in front of her was not old, but he knew a lot of secrets. In fact, Vermouth felt that their organization was probably not mysterious at all, but only they thought it was mysterious.
The key is still the vampire's blood, which is what really interests Vermouth—it's vampire blood, after all!
"May I contact someone else?" Vermouth asked, staring intently at Fang Yan. Faced with this man, Vermouth dared not make a move.
After all, no one knows what methods these unscientific entities might use.
Moreover, vampires are clearly not something humans can easily fight. Vermouth was very skeptical about whether bullets would be effective against vampires.
"Sure, please go ahead!" Fang Yan gestured to Vermouth. He was quite easy to talk to when it came to pretty girls, and besides, Vermouth couldn't just decide whether or not to use the organization.
Fang Yan had considered taking control of the Black Organization. Finding the boss through Vermouth and then taking control of the organization wouldn't be too difficult for him; it was a specialty of the Yin Yang School.
After all, the other side was just an old codger, not someone with special abilities.
Controlling is not difficult, but mastering an organization is!
At this moment, Fang Yan strongly suspected that the so-called boss of the multinational organization was merely a puppet, and that once his actions did not align with the interests of agents from various countries, the organization would be doomed.
Poor Gin, even if he wanted to turn the tide, there was nothing he could do.
Vermouth didn't hide her intentions from Fang Yan; instead, she made the phone call right in front of him, perhaps in an attempt to gain his favor.
Vermouth still wanted to befriend someone like Fang Yan. Although the organization was powerful, it was inhuman, and if Fang Yan was angered, the organization might not be a match for him.
What? Bullets can't solve the problem, so we'll use bombs?
Haha, that's so naive!
If people like this aren't killed immediately, they'll face endless retaliation.
Seeing Vermouth's expression, Fang Yan simply nodded slightly, not paying attention to what they were talking about. Instead, he picked up his phone and started playing with it. However, when he noticed that the date on his phone was July 8th, a big question mark appeared on his forehead.
Why is today July 8th? Isn't it almost November? Why did it suddenly become July 8th? Is there something wrong with my phone?
Fang Yan had many questions in his mind. He quickly went online to check today's date, and sure enough, it was still July 8th! Damn it, is there something wrong with this world?
"Um, may I speak with you, BOSS?" While Fang Yan was agonizing over the date, Vermouth approached him and spoke softly.
She noticed that Fang Yan's expression seemed rather unwell, and her heart trembled with fear. Although she wasn't afraid of death, she didn't want to die in a mysterious way!
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