jdhmnovel Chapter 366: High-level meeting, missing two leaders
Chapter 366: High-level meeting, missing two leaders
Chapter 366: High-level meeting, missing the second-in-command
The organization is a ship, and the boss is the helmsman of the entire ship, but as long as the rest of the structure remains unchanged and is not deliberately destroyed, the replacement of the helmsman is irrelevant.
The Council of Elders controls the economic lifeline of the organization and the arms trade and smuggling routes in the other world. The army in the Middle East is responsible for maintaining the organization, clearing out the enemy, etc.
They are the cornerstone and bottom line of the organization and must not be touched.
As for the rest, just mess around.
As long as Amuro Toru is capable, Karasuma will die in his sight.
Furiya Rei understood the implication of Gin's words and could also feel his seriousness.
He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "If you all have no objection, I will run for the position of organization boss."
Vermouth finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She played with her wine glass and rolled her eyes: "You talk as if you're going to run for President of the United States."
Furuya Rei seemed inspired by this. He spoke thoughtfully, speaking his mind as if it were a casual conversation: "It could be considered as an alternative option. With the foundation laid on Freedom Island, I should be more proficient."
He sighed: "Vermouth, you are still a little smart."
Vermouth stared at him intently, crushing the wine glass in her hand.
I just feel that this guy will never stop until he says something shocking.
She forced a smile and said, "Are you trying to scare me, Mr. G?"
Furuya Rei asked with interest, "Oh? Is that what you think? Then consider this as me trying to scare you. Suppose, if you were me and had the chance to become the President of the United States, would you give it up for the sake of the organization?"
Vermouth thought, is it better to be a leader and let others work for you, or to be a slave and work for others? Retirement and job-hopping are equivalent to death.
Anyone knows how to choose.
Of course, she is her own boss and makes others work for her.
Oh no, my heart is moved.
It seems that she has no right to persuade this guy, and she secretly hopes that after he becomes president, he will help her share the wealth.
Vermouth maintained a mysterious attitude and said ambiguously: "If there is this opportunity, I don't think anyone would refuse it."
Gin watched as these two guys, whose elements were too similar, seemed to have reached some unspeakable deal right under his nose. The corners of his mouth straightened and he glanced over with cold eyes.
"I'll keep an eye on you." He suppressed his anger, sneered, and said in a voice as cold as ice, "You'd better behave yourself."
Vodka, who was hiding as a potted plant not far away: ...?
Brother, why don’t you draw your gun?
This doesn't suit your character of taking action if you don't agree.
Although Vodka still didn't understand what they were talking about, he had a strange feeling of unease, as if he couldn't afford to offend someone in the future.
Vermouth was not afraid at all, as she knew very well that this matter had been let off the table with Gin.
Gin didn't pursue the matter of whether the gentleman was dead or alive, and he would not mention it again in the future.
This is considered as tacit approval of Toru Amuro's promotion.
Vermouth's eyes rolled. Gin had the capital to do that, but she couldn't.
If the old thief suddenly pops up one day, she will be in trouble.
Either be the traitor between the two, or...
Stand on Toru Amuro's side and make the old thief disappear completely.
No hurry, no hurry.
She thought about it again...
"By the way, I have something to inform you. Please cooperate." Jōgō Rei tapped the cup with a coffee spoon. The crisp sound was heard, with an irresistible force.
Gin and Vermouth didn't say anything, but waited patiently for his notification.
Since we guessed that this guy was behind the scenes, he had probably succeeded in getting promoted. So no matter whether he had real power or not, we still had to give face to his immediate superior.
Fūya Rei inadvertently exerted force with his hand, and the coffee spoon accidentally slipped to the edge of Gin's hat.
He picked it up casually. As for whether Gin's hat was stained by coffee, he couldn't see.
"The action team has a lot of tasks piled up. Gin, I want to team up with Rye and Scotland as Bourbon." He sat on the sofa, propped up his head lazily and casually, and said slowly.
Gin's eyes instantly revealed a frightening coldness, and a hideous and terrifying smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He asked sharply: "Is there something wrong with one of those two, or is there something wrong with both of them?"
Vermouth was startled and suddenly looked at Furuya Rei.
Fūya Rei looked innocent: "I just wanted to complete the mission."
Vermouth didn't believe it at all.
She hadn't thought about it that way just now, and just thought that Mr. G wanted to have fun. It was only when Gin spoke that she was reminded of it.
This new personality carries a bright aura. Although he may not be decisive in doing things, at least he has a clear purpose and will not do meaningless things.
He organized so many people, yet he was able to accurately target Lei and Scotland in just two days after waking up. There was something wrong no matter how you looked at it.
Vermouth smiled gently, the light in her eyes was as deep as the bottomless sea.
Let me see whether those two are crows in the darkness or Aries that have dyed themselves.
"I have no objection." Vermouth's posture was lazy, her tone was light, and her eyes moved around, showing her undisguised anticipation for a good show.
Gin picked up the hat on the table and put it on. He looked indifferent and said decisively: "You handle it. If you turn over, I will remember to put the bullet into your heart."
If those two were official, after Amuro Toru's downfall, the organization would be left defenseless in front of the official. In order to prevent the organization from suffering heavy losses due to such absurd reasons, he still had to keep an eye on it.
Once Toru Amuro shows signs of failure, he will intervene directly and either kill the mouse or Toru Amuro.
He stood up and left, and Vodka quickly followed him.
"Gin, classify my information as confidential." Furiya Rei ordered towards his back.
Gin paused slightly and left without saying a word, which was his tacit agreement.
Vermouth pulled out a fashion magazine from somewhere and began flipping through it, casually saying, "That gentleman has already classified your information as top secret during the three years you were autistic. The only people who know the inside story are the three of us and Rum, uh, Rum..."
Vermouth's smile froze.
Only then did he remember that he had forgotten to inform Rum, the second-in-command of the organization, about this secret meeting of the three of them.
Gin might have been distracted by Mr. G and forgot about this matter, so Mr. G did it on purpose.
Vermouth's gaze fell on this man. Half of his face was hidden in the darkness and unclear, while the other half was dim and ambiguous under the warm light above his head. No matter from which angle you looked at it, it gave people a feeling of oppression as if they were being suppressed by their natural enemies.
Tsk.
She closed the magazine unhappily, played with her long golden hair, and stood up gracefully: "You don't have to worry about your information being leaked. Besides-"
She pulled a piece of letter paper from her pocket, bent down and gently pushed it in front of Furuya Rei, crossed her arms, and said with a smile, "This is the most likely location for that gentleman."