Chapter 731 The Primary School Student Who Was Scolded by the Teacher After Being Late

Bourbon prides himself on his top-notch drag racing skills, and he is rarely complained about by his fellow drivers for being slow, especially the guy next to him who used to dislike the speed of the car.

"Racing at night is a kind of enjoyment." Bourbon had to explain to his uninformed colleagues, "Speed ​​is only secondary, enjoying the thrill of racing is the most important thing."

"Well, you're right." Nobushige glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, "But it's already 2:27 in the morning. Our appointment with that person was at 2:30, and we are still... …Five thousand meters.”

"Three minutes is plenty." Bourbon said a word, but the speed of the car suddenly increased, and he cut directly into the middle of two high-speed sports cars in front of him.

The owners of the two cars were startled. One of them shook his hands, and the vehicle began to drift toward the middle and hit the side wall of the Mazda, making a harsh noise.

Nobuhiro had to hold on to the upper handle and firmly control his body on the passenger seat. However, even so, since the one who was hit was Nobuhiro's side, he still accidentally hit the window.

Nobuhiro took a deep breath and asked someone helplessly: "Are you driving so fast to get reincarnated?"

Bourbon is very confused. If he is too slow, it is mezcal. If he is too fast, it is also mezcal. Why does this man have so many things? I really don’t know how Gin tolerated having mezcal as his partner before!

Just like that, a minute and a half later, the Mazda made a beautiful flick of the brakes and stopped steadily at the entrance of the base. As they drove all the way, it was strange that they did not attract the attention of the police, and no young people with tattoos, smoking, and permed hair followed them.

After arriving at the base, the two of them quickly passed the identity verification, and then walked to the video conference room calmly without panicking at all.

The moment he opened the door to the conference room, Nobuhiro looked at the time. It was exactly two-thirty in the morning.

Since it would take some time to open the video and connect to the BOSS's network, they were already late when they finished all their work last night.

However, BOSS's tone did not sound angry, and he even smiled: "It seems that you have cooperated well, and now you will all be late together."

Nobuhiro and Bourbon looked at each other. He felt inexplicably like he was scolded by the instructor for being late for class in the police academy.

As we all know, you must not talk back or argue when a teacher is angry, otherwise the more you argue, the longer you will be forced to stand. Both Nobuhiro and Bourbon are well aware of this. They are like eggplants beaten by frost. No matter what the boss says, they just don't raise their heads. They act like "everything the boss says is right, it's all our fault." They are like three good subordinates.

"You two are the only ones in Japan now that I can rest assured. I'll leave this matter to you. There should be no problem, right?"

After BOSS said this, he did not get the expected answer. The mysterious figure on the screen, whose whole body was hidden in the darkness, paused, and then had to turn part of his body slightly to make his subordinates aware of his seriousness.

After a few seconds of silence, Nobuhiro finally realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the air. When he looked up, Hiroki was reminding him in his own way, so Nobuhiro noticed a familiar name - Domon Yasuki.

"Is the assassination of Domon Yasuki because of the other two candidates?" Nobushige asked tentatively.

Bourbon quickly came to his senses, his eyes darkened, and he reflected in his mind on his distraction just now. How could he be distracted in front of BOSS and Mescal? Even though Mescal may be an undercover agent, he is still an FBI agent, and those guys will not miss any opportunity to advance further within the organization, even if that person shares the same position as them.

Just like Scotland four years ago... To this day, Rei Fukiya still doesn't think Shuichi Akai is innocent.

The BOSS's tone was very relaxed, but the content contained a warning: "My sword doesn't need to know so much inside information, it's enough for you to understand that Yasuki Domon must die."

"Yes." Xinfan agreed happily.

Anyway, he can check it even if the BOSS doesn't tell him.

"You will be responsible for the assassination of Yasuki Domon this time, with Bourbon assisting. In addition..." BOSS paused, and then said, "In addition, I have informed Kiel that she will also participate in the operation."

"Can I use the gin left in Japan?" Nobushige asked.

He thought of Chianti and Cohen, the two snipers who only shot their own people. Anyway, the project he and Bourbon were responsible for had to add some other wine, so that if the target was rescued, they could still push the blame. Chianti and Cohen fit the bill.

BOSS responded readily: "You are now fully responsible for Japan's affairs."

"yes."

That being said, as subordinates, the respect they should have for their bosses is indispensable, especially for commercial spies like them sent by other companies. Trust is equal to intelligence.

After leaving the video conference room. Nobushige glanced at his partner for the next mission and asked, "Would you like to have a late-night snack?"

It was already approaching dawn, so breakfast would be more appropriate than a midnight snack.

Bourbon suddenly felt helpless: "You are quite leisurely."

"I know there is a convenience store nearby that sells pretty good bento boxes, and vodka is a regular customer there." Nobushige smiled.

Although the person who really likes that bento shop is Gin, Gin never buys these items himself, and Vodka does all the chores for him. So it’s not bad to say that.

Driven by Bourbon, the two criminals who worked for the criminal group parked their car five hundred meters next to the convenience store and walked over like normal working animals on the morning shift.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and there were a few people in the convenience store.

"Hi!" The convenience store clerk greeted quickly, "The breakfast bento just arrived and hasn't been put in the refrigerator yet. You can buy whatever you want."

Nobushige chose a grilled saury rice, and then bought oden radish and eggs. The convenience store clerk will help heat the meal, and then the customer can sit in the store and enjoy the meal.

Bourbon chose something exactly the same as him without any intention. His attention was obviously not on the food. As soon as he sat down, he said casually: "I heard that Yasuki Domon is the most promising candidate for prime minister."

"But he is participating in the election of the House of Representatives. Judging from the support rate, he has a high probability of being elected."

In a democratic country like Japan, elections are closely related to everyone, and these taxpayers are also very enthusiastic about elections. Basically, opinion polls can represent the final election results, but there are also surprises, which are also known as "upsets."

"In addition to Yasuki Tomon, the other two electors are Eisaku Tokiwa, a professor at the Department of Pharmacy at Toto University, and Junji Sento, a son of a famous family and a popular actor." Bourbon lowered his voice, "Which one of these two people do you think has a higher probability?" high?"

Bourbon often visits high-end restaurants with Belmode, but with Mezcal, he can only visit convenience stores...

Debt has been paid: 30/41