Chapter 900: Keir Is a Bit Familiar

Seeing Azusa Enomoto being so anxious, Nobumangi said gently: "It doesn't matter. You can have a cup of tea first and rest for a while."

Nobushige and Azusa Enomoto returned to the music classroom together. When Toru Amuro saw Azusa Enomoto, he wondered: "Why did you come so late?"

Azusa Enomoto immediately bowed and apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I met Miss Yamada on the road and chatted with her for a few words. I didn't pay attention to the time for a while."

With that said, she held up the lunch box with both hands and apologized again.

Nobuhiro raised his eyebrows slightly: "It turns out to be Miss Liuye."

"What did you talk about?" Toru Amuro asked.

"It's nothing. She asked about the recent situation in the music classroom and said that she wanted to sign up for music classes, but she didn't know which teacher had time." Azusa Enomoto said helplessly, "Most of our teachers are part-time, and their time is limited. There’s really no guarantee. Ms. Yamada didn’t say anything when she found out and left.”

Nobuhiro sneered unceremoniously: "No, we are not as hardworking as Miss Liuye. We just attended the funeral of our lover yesterday, and today we came to the music classroom to ask about the lessons."

Azusa Enomoto was stunned when she heard this. She had never seen such a eccentric Mr. Asano: "A lover's funeral? When did Miss Yamada fall in love? Didn't Mrs. Yamada always want her..."

Toru Amuro's gloomy expression forced Azusa Enomoto to swallow the second half of her sentence.

Ahem, Ms. Yamada is in love, and at least Mr. Amuro's mood should improve.

"By the way, Miss Azusa." Nobuhiro suddenly asked Enomoto Azusa, "You should have the roster of the music classroom there. Let me see it."

"Yes." Azusa Enomoto asked while rummaging around, "Why are you looking at the roster?"

Xinfan's eyelids narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth pulled up a smile with unknown meaning: "I want to see what tigers are lying in the music classroom, and what dragons are hidden."

Azusa Enomoto: "???"

…

The sea in Tokyo Bay is so pure and deep that at night it looks like a demon hiding huge dangers.

Shui Wulian stood at the beach, looking a little anxious.

It has been two or three days since she returned to the organization, and she has not been working during this period, which is unreal. She knew that this rare vacation for organization members was arranged by Rum, but this was inconsistent with the statements of the police and FBI at the time. If this continues, their plan will not be implemented at all, and she will lose the trust of the organization forever.

Maybe that and Rum wouldn't kill her, but the meaning of her existence was erased. Reina Mizunashi didn't even have to think about what would happen to an undercover agent who was useless to the CIA.

She doesn't care about her future, but she has to think about her brother.

Reina Mizuna looked at her phone. There were still five minutes left before the appointment time between her and Gin, so it was time to make that call.

She entered the familiar number with trepidation, waiting for the other party's response.

The other party quickly picked up the phone, and his tone was full of Shui Wulian's long-lost enthusiasm: "Oh, Shui Wusang, you finally called me. I can't contact you at any time during this period. You Do you know how worried we are?”

"Sorry." Shui Wulian slightly raised the corners of her mouth, but there was mockery in her eyes.

She knew very well whether Rimai TV was worried about her health or the demise of a popular cash cow.

"I heard that you have recovered, right?" the other party said expectantly, "I actually saw your recovery announcement from the news. It's really funny."

"No, I'm very sorry. I don't think I'm in the right state to go back to work right now."

The other party's face immediately fell: "Why?"

Shui Wulian stood on the reef facing the sea. Today she deliberately let down her long black hair. The sea breeze lifted her hair and danced in the air, like a dancing butterfly.

She held up her mobile phone and whispered softly: "As you know, I was in a car accident and was seriously injured. Although the trauma has basically healed during this period, I still need to rest. If the pressure is too great, I really can't bear it. , I can only be ashamed of your trust and respect."

The other party also said a few words. Shui Wulian noticed the movement behind him and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he quickly ended the topic: "That's it, I will change my contact information. Please don't call me again in the future. Goodbye."

Shui Wu Lina pressed the call button, and the gentle smile on her face disappeared, leaving only a piece of ice mist.

"Gin." She called out the code name of the person behind her in a cold voice.

Gin still wore his iconic black top hat, black windbreaker, long silver hair, and pale skin. When he heard Kiel's voice, he lowered his eyes and asked coldly: "Who are you talking to on the phone? The police, the FBI , or MI6?”

Kil really wanted to praise Gin's acumen, but she couldn't. She could only retort calmly: "Why didn't you ask me if I was calling BJ?"

The corners of Gin's mouth turned down, and he was about to speak, but Kil took the first step and asked himself: "Oh, that's right, after all, they don't even have a public name. For such a completely hidden organization, I'm afraid even you, Gin, can't Is there nothing you can do?"

"Sometimes I really wish I was an agent from China," Kil turned around and looked calmly into Gin's cold eyes, "That way I can pass on information right under your nose, and you have no reason to doubt me. . Unlike now, when I didn’t do anything, you pointed a gun at me.”

After saying that, Kil patted the barrel of Gin's Beretta gun, signaling him to take it back quickly.

Kil's eyes were too calm. Gin looked at it for a long time and found nothing, so he could only put away his gun for the time being.

After not seeing each other for just a few weeks, why did Kiel suddenly become so powerful?

Gin couldn't help but wonder, had this woman dared to talk to him like this before?

Also, why did he feel that Kiel's tone and state were inexplicably familiar?

"It's a Japanese TV station." A familiar voice sounded from behind Ginjiu, making Ginjiu's eyelids twitch.

Kil looked in the direction of the sound, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Mescal, why are you here?"

Nobushige ignored Kiel's words and explained to Gin on his own: "Given Kiel's current condition, she will definitely not be able to return to Japan to continue working at the TV station. She probably asked for leave from her boss while she was waiting for us. "

Keir said contemptuously: "Do you still need to guess about this kind of thing? Aren't my every move under your surveillance?"

She opened the screen of her phone and raised her eyebrows, "These weird software appeared on my phone right after I returned to the organization. Don't think that I don't know what they are for. I don't delete them because I have a clear conscience."

Gin also ignored Kil. He looked directly at Mescal with an unhappy look on his face: "Why did you do it so openly?"

Don’t you know how to hide a little bit?

What a disgrace to his Japanese branch! !