Chapter 78 Open the door, Gin, Erwuzi!
“This is the dog, Hayato Tonkochi.”
Shigehiko Tonkouchi’s smile is very contagious. He is a politician who is good at inciting the emotions of voters. His speech style is calm and powerful. He is very good at winning the audience's favor. Just looking at his appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is the kind of person who treats Congress as a nightclub.
Tang Ze followed him with a low eyebrow. Hearing him introduce himself, he took a step forward and looked at the tall man in black showing the same friendly smile.
“Hello, I am Hayato Tonkou.”
Vodka glanced at his handsome and sunny appearance strangely through his sunglasses, and then glanced at the gloomy photo of his eyes covered with bangs in his hand. He looked back and forth several times, then took out the photo of Tang Zezhao and held it up to look at it.
"Okay, come with me." Vodka finally did not comment on his look that was completely different from the one in the photo. He just tilted his head and motioned for Tang Ze to follow him.
Feeling that something was going on, Zhongyan looked happy, turned around and slapped Tang Ze mercilessly on the face, and whispered viciously: "I fought hard for you to get this opportunity, you If you can't satisfy them..."
Scum. Tangze was cursing in his heart, but showed no expression on his face. He just lowered his gaze following his strength and said meekly: "Thank you, Father. I will perform well."
Tankou Zhongyan was then satisfied. The ground gave way, Karasawa adjusted his tie and cuffs, and followed Vodka.
Trivia: When P5 teammates leave the team, their equipment will automatically be placed in the inventory, as will the equipment they replaced.
Even Akechi Goro, a second- and fifth-year-old boy who left the team, would keep all his equipment, including the initial equipment, very martially.
So the player in the third game, Karasawa, has two sets of Akechi Goro's original appearance costumes, which can not only be used, but also replaced...
Now he is a Biyi completely replicated the image of Goro Akechi in P5, with a striped tie, a khaki double-breasted jacket, black gloves, and a silver suitcase in his hand. Whoever looked at it wouldn't call him "Second Five".
Gin, open the door, the new Erwuzi is here!
So Gin really opened its doors.
This is a safe house of the organization. The room is only the size of a standard room, but there are two shelves of weapons and ammunition. It is obviously used as a weapons warehouse, and Gin sitting in front of these weapons is holding a cup of gin in his mouth. The smoke, looking at it expressionlessly, was full of pressure.
But this will not affect Tangze.
He looked at the fake wine designated HR with a smile on his face as if he was delighted to see a future comedian or a new bar model.
After roughly appraising the newcomer, Gin took out two document bags and threw them on the table in front of him.
"Read it now, and then destroy it." Gin clicked on the bag on the left, then clicked on the right, "Your ID."
Tangze first picked up the bag on the left and pulled out a few In the document, I saw the words "Tang Zezhao" as expected.
This is a basic information description and life introduction of Tang Zezhao. The last page is what he needs to find from Tang Zezhao.
Tangze read it carefully and wrote down the content above. Although this may not be all the information about the organization, it is very helpful for his analysis to be able to see the summary of his personality and past from the perspective of the organization.
After using the lighter to light them one by one, Karasawa glanced at Gin's inquiring eyes, so he chose to watch with admiration the several pages of paper that were browned and rolled in the flames, until they were completely burned into carbonized Zhizhi blinked as if he had woken up, picked up the bag on the other side, and checked the identification inside.
The winery's HR is not good, no wonder the water content is ridiculously high.
The FBI no longer uses so-called psychopathy test questions, so why are wineries still engaging in behavioral analysis to reversely screen for psychopathy, right?
You are a terrorist organization and not a serious company. Are entry tests really necessary?
Blessed are you, I will act it out for you right now.
Rumbling madly in his heart, Karasawa was still carefully checking documents related to identity information. There was a full set of relevant documents for "Akechi Goro", including passports, driver's licenses, visas on arrival, and even American imperial documents. I don’t know which state issued a concealed carry permit, which is very considerate.
Knowing that these documents were all complete, Tang Ze carefully checked every corner with the attitude of an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, then arranged them from small to large and put them back into the bag one by one.
"Your test scores are very average. Hayato Hayato will choose you to carry out this mission. You should know the reason." Gin pointed the cigarette in his hand at Karasawa.
The corners of Tangze's eyes twitched twice, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he laughed and replied gently: "I understand, because I am similar in age and height to the target, and our appearance and characteristics are also somewhat similar. It’s easier to pretend for a long time.”
“Very good.” Ginjiu nodded and put another pill box on the table, “Take one”
Tang Ze did not hesitate. He picked it up, poured one into his mouth, and swallowed it dry.
Staring at Tangze's movements to make sure that he had actually swallowed the pill, Gin curled his lips with some satisfaction and explained the effect of the medicine: "This is the antidote you want. From today on, swallow it." He can no longer give you direct orders. As long as you don't want to, he can no longer control your behavior."
Tang Ze nodded, no doubt.
"After this mission is completed, you will have your own code name, but if you fail..." Gin raised his hand, the red cigarette butt close to Tang Ze's heart, "You just pray that someone will hunt you down. It's not me."
"I understand completely." Tang Ze's expression returned to his gentle and cheerful state, "Then, can I make my request?"
< br>"This is the reward promised to you by the organization, tell me." "I only have one request," Tang Ze smiled brightly, his eyes curling up as he smiled, "I want to swallow Shigehiko's life."
The way he said this with a smile reminded Gin of some disgusting colleagues who also liked to smile all day long.
Gin is very clear about Bourbon's violent temper under his gentle appearance. I heard that Bourbon has always been very disgusted with people who like to pretend like him. Gin doesn't understand the principle, but he guesses it's because of perversion. are mutually exclusive.
He suddenly wanted to see how disgusting Bourbon would be if he really sent this new guy who also liked to put on a show as his subordinate after the mission was successful.
With such malice, Gin grinned and put out the cigarette in his hand: "No matter how useless he is, he is still a member of the organization. He is not something you can dispose of if you want. Prove your own role. Go ahead and prove that you are worth the price.”
"Of course I'm worth it. And that loser doesn't live long. He's too greedy and easily fooled by superficial women. The police are looking for evidence of his soliciting bribes and money laundering. The organization will get rid of him sooner or later." Tang Ze smiled. Change, replied politely.
"I hope your skills are half as sharp as your words." Gin was unmoved and motioned to Vodka to take him away.
Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, nodded his thanks to Vodka, and followed him calmly, almost laughing inside.
Who can blame the black organization for being leaked through a sieve by undercover agents? Look at the recruitment method of Gin, it has a classical beauty.
You have to know whether the people screened out in this way are gangsters and street gangsters who have not received formal education and are fierce and violent, or are they agents who have systematically learned to deal with various tests.
If Hoshikawa Teru himself were here, a row of holes would have been punched out by Beretta, right?
Not only because there is an objective strength gap between the two of them - his test results and Hoshikawa Teru's usual performance cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said that they have nothing to do with each other, but also because Hoshikawa Teru is in Characters that grow up under depression are suspicious, irritable, and insecure.
It is really difficult for Xingchuan Hui to act like a loyal dog without any objection to putting a collar on his neck.
Fortunately, Karasawa is well prepared and is an experienced veteran. I guess Gin is quite satisfied and he should be in a good mood now.
Forget it, the comedian surrounded by undercover agents only has this little fun, so let’s not break his dream.
"Wait a minute." Gin's voice stopped Tang Ze from stepping out of the door, "Are you wearing contact lenses?"
"Yes." Tang Ze turned around and faced him again.
"Pick it off and come over here." Gin took out another cigarette, held it in his mouth, and ordered directly.
The main event is here.
Karasawa nodded, taking out the contact lens clip from his pocket, pulling on the soft lenses, and walked back to Gin.
What he pulled out from his eye sockets were two colored contact lenses.
Gin glanced at his hand unkindly, signaled Vodka to take out the gun, and looked at Karasawa's closed eyes.
After getting used to the dryness of his eyeballs, Tangze blinked his eyelids and opened his eyes.
——Revealing a pair of enchanting golden eyes that seemed to be faintly glowing in the dark.
Gin leaned over and patted Karasawa's face directly. He felt the touch of real skin and pressed it. There was indeed no trace of the disguise mask.
"Why do you wear contact lenses?" Gin raised an eyebrow.
"Father didn't like these eyes. He said they looked like monsters." Tang Ze understood his purpose and smiled again, his eyes widening.
Gin sneered coldly and stood up straight again: "Okay, let's go."
"Yeah." Karasawa took out the lens case containing the contact lenses from his pocket, and said what he just said Get a lighter to light the papers.
He flicked out a bunch of flames and looked at the unlit cigarette in Gin's mouth.
This newcomer is quite courageous.
Gin grinned, letting Karasawa bring the lighter closer and lighting a cigarette with his fire.
"This... senior?" Tangze chose a name in an uncertain tone and took back the lighter, "Suspiciousness is too serious and is not good for the body."
This newcomer , You are so courageous.
Vodka, who was standing behind Karasawa, moved a step reflexively to prevent blood from splattering on him when Gin shot him.
(End of this chapter)