"Is the organization short of people?" In order to prove its own judgment, Mizumatsu asked Tomohiro Amuro.

"Lack of people... How can I say... I can maintain the current operations and expand slightly, but there are really not many people who have obtained it." Toru Amuro thought about it and gave a pertinent evaluation.

"Well..." Mizumatsu nodded, feeling that his judgment should be correct. The preferential treatment given to him was not because of his outstanding abilities, but because of his ability similar to Kaubile, which made the boss have high expectations for him.

I can understand after thinking about it. I once had an NB subordinate who could make all the correct judgments and decisions for me, and help me make my career very big. If anyone is replaced by someone, I will be slowly abused to being "lazy". Then this subordinate suddenly fell out. Not to mention that I have become lazy, the scale of my career alone has become more than a hundred times. If anyone sitting in the boss position has to suddenly catch it.

So the boss took it for granted to desire the second "Caubil" and then saw and poured his hope into Mizumatsu.

But when you see this, the boss seems to have lost his ambition? Could it be that Alzheimer's disease? Mizumatsu thought maliciously that the organization has existed for a century, but I don't know how long the boss has been taking over.

At this time, Mizumatsu's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was an unknown number.

Amuro signaled Mizumama to answer the phone.

"Caubil, are you already on the road?" What the phone calls turned out to be a twisted mechanical sound.

"Yes, are you a boss?" Mizumatsu was a little uncertain, because it was a mechanical sound, so it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the previous boss's voice.

"It's me, I'll call you to ask, are you satisfied with your code name?"

'You old man has called me, what can I change if I am not satisfied?' Shui Jianyue complained in her heart and said, "I am very satisfied, although I don't know much about the wine like Kaubil."

"Haha." The laughter after being processed by the mechanical sound was not ordinary harsh. "Caubil is a mixed fruit cocktail with ice, which was originally a drink to cool off and escape the summer heat." The boss seemed to be planning to explain it to Mizumatsu, but the content seemed to be different from what Amuro Toru explained.

"Later, because the contact between the ice and the lips would affect the taste of the entrance, a cigarette factory invented a paper-made fine bucket, the predecessor of straws."

"So it can be said that the 'Caubil' wine invented the straw, so I regard the 'innovation' wine as a 'innovation' wine. I hope you can inject new vitality into the organization if you want to reform your forensics."

Mizumatsu glanced at Amuro and asked with his eyes: "Why are you talking so much different from what he told? Are you making up ghost stories to make up a joke?"

Toru Amuro also replied with an innocent eye contact: "How do I know? Anyway, I translated it in British English. Is the boss speaking American English?"

Before hearing Mizumatsu talk, the boss said again: "Of course that's the future. Now I'll give you a simple small task to practice your skills."

"Yes." Mizumatsu quickly agreed.

"Go and find a woman named Judy Steelly. The detailed information will be sent to you later. This woman has just come to Japan from the United States and we suspect she has a relationship with FBI. Your task is to confirm this." The boss announced that Mizumaki's first investigation task after entering the organization.

"I understand." After Mizumatsu agreed, the boss hung up the phone without saying anything.

"There is a task on the first day of taking office, and it is indeed a future big shot." Toru Amuro joked.

"Who knows? Send me home now?" Mizumatsu looked at the scenery outside... Now he vaguely saw the outline of the city, and the sun was approaching the horizon. When he returned to the city, it was probably dark.

"No, I'll take you to learn bad things." Amuro Tsuki suddenly showed an ambiguous smile.

"Learn bad? What does it mean? I am a serious person?" Mizumatsu said as she looked at Amuro's strange expression.

The bar is not the izakaya that Uncle Maori often goes to, but a nightclub full of spirits, music, and restless hormones. It is even more crazy than the bar where Mikako Sato was baiting for a bait last time.

"Are you a little disappointed when you see it's not a custom shop?" Seeing Mizumatsu's expression clearly breathed a sigh of relief, Tomo Amuro even joked.

"Tsk..." Mizumatsu was using a straw to experience the taste of traditional fruit Kobier, because the salary this month had been paid in advance by the boss. Someone who suddenly became a rich man planned to taste the taste of the life of a petty bourgeoisie. At the suggestion of Tomo Amuro, he asked a professional bartender to mix a glass of traditional mixed fruit wine Kobier.

Originally, Tomo Amuro and the bartender suggested that he have a spicy whiskey, Kaubil, but Mizumatsu felt that this thing was unlucky in all senses, especially the base wine used by Kaubil was Scotch whiskey, which was his old senior who had already failed.

"You brought me here to make me drink too much?" Mizumaki looked at Amuro, who was squinting his eyes and was tasting rye whiskey. What's the point of learning bad things?

"Of course it's not just drinking." Tori Amuro said seriously: "I thought you still had time to slowly change your mindset, but you will soon enter the power level of the organization, so I have to teach you a little faster."

"Hey, I'll go... Isn't it just a bad person? Is there anything to teach?" Mizumatsu was a little annoyed. Tomo Amuro had been talking about this little thing for a month.

"Being a bad person is more difficult than imagined. If you want to pretend to be a bad person, then forget it. If you want to survive in the organization, you must be evil from the bottom of your heart." Amuro Toru seemed to have no idea how many times he had recited the sutra, and was still talking nonstop.

"How come you become a bad person here? Could it be that you want me to kill everyone here?" Mizumatsu raised her eyebrows and Amuro Tomo.

"If the organization's order is to kill all the people here, can you execute it smoothly?" Amuro Toru asked.

"Of course I..." Mizumatsu was about to insist, but after looking at the people around who were twisting their bodies wildly under alcohol and certain banned drugs, I imagine killing them one by one with knives or guns, and I found that I might be more than just hesitating.

"You can't." Amuro said sneeredly: "So you must fall, as fall will stimulate greed to let go of the bottom line and give up the principles."

Mizumatsu doesn't speak.

"Although you can't learn bad things here, it's still very simple to let you learn to enjoy it. Should you give me some interesting programs?" The voice seemed to be a devil's whisper.

"But I don't even think this thing tastes good... I want to enjoy some No. 3 nutritional agent." Mizuki shook the fruit Kaubil in his hand, and the ice inside was almost melting.

"Then throw away the whole cup and order a new one until you drink it." Toru Amuro gave him a prodigal advice. The fastest way to fall is to spend a lot of money on the prodigal.

Mizumatsu looked at Amuro Tomo. When he saw him in the police station, his eyes were clear, refreshing and upright. In the organization, he and his eyes were dirty, and they were very similar to those of the arrogant sake, and perhaps the sign of the evil man.

"I'm not in the mood." Mizumatsu moved his eyes away and looked at the men and women in the dance floor.

"Here." Toru Amuro handed something to Mizumatsu.

Shui Jianyue took it and found that it was two pills, one was white and the other was blue. It was probably not the formal way of origin, and the surface was very rough.

"The blue one is a powerful anti-aliasing medicine, and the white one is... it is placed in other people's wine. Your task is to find a beautiful girl to put it down. Whatever you do after it is down will be done is as you wish." Toru Amuro said.

Mizumatsu wanted to refuse, but when he thought that the other party was not trying to make things difficult for himself but for his own good, he looked at the dance floor where the demons danced around, hoping to find a goal that could be settled in his heart.

Suddenly, Mizuki's eyes lit up, and he really saw a good target, so he stood up and walked over.

Tori Amuro's eyes followed his direction and found his target. After finding out his target, he couldn't help but say, "Cunning!" But he didn't stop it. It was probably the bottom line of Mizumatsu.

Mizumatsu's goal is a woman who is extremely exposed in clothes, has tattoos in different parts of her thighs, waist and abdomen, and is sitting alone in a remote locker.
Chapter completed!