Previously, this man had received the mission to "go to Hokkaido to eliminate the traitors" at the same time as him and Tohru Amuro, but before leaving, he said he would go alone.

Later, they encountered so many things in Hokkaido, but Mescal did not appear throughout the whole process, even in the manor...

Wait, she suddenly remembered, didn't Satoru Hiranuma die in the hands of Toru Amuro in the manor? After all, such a master of stealth...

But she immediately denied her thoughts. If there was anyone other than them in the manor at that time, the system would definitely be able to capture it, and even Toru Amuro himself admitted that Hiranuma Satoru was indeed killed by him.

So, where did Mescal go?

In fact, people in organizations rarely have the concept of "teamwork" unless they are really familiar with some people or it is a large-scale task.

After all, these core figures in the organization who have code names and wine names are more bizarre than the last. If they really get together every day, they can directly promote the organization.

So she didn't care much about where the Mescal people went before. After all, in the organization, it's normal for teammates to leave the team after completing half of the mission.

And he didn't look like he was paddling to fish - after all, Gin was able to make Furukawa Kumisa worthless just by listening to their report. If Mescal had really paddled, there was a high probability that he would have done it long ago.

So he was dragged out by Gin and paraded through the streets.

But looking at the two of them now, Gin still trusts him very much. Even the mission last night was probably carried out by the two of them together, which is why Mescal appears here now.

And the most important thing is... She once suspected that this Mescal was probably Jiang Gu Zero.

There were too many things going on before, and she never had the chance to verify this suspicion. It was too deliberate to contact him rashly without a mission. Perhaps, she should take this opportunity to put this matter on the agenda.

Perhaps it was because she had been meditating for a long time and kept staring at Mescal, so the shy guy finally spoke for the first time after entering the room.

"Na..." Halfway through, he seemed to have forgotten her name. He thought about it carefully and gave up.

"You keep looking at it. Is there something wrong with the medicine on the tray?"

"Ah, it's nothing," Kumisa Furukawa came back to her senses, and she made a random joke, "I just remembered that after taking this oral anti-inflammatory drug, it is best not to come into contact with alcohol, otherwise your body will have problems."

After saying that, she smiled at Mescal and said, "Also, let me introduce myself again. My name is Natafi."

Mescal stopped talking again, and nodded lightly, indicating that he understood.

Furukawa Kumisa: ...It fits that "zero"'s silent style when texting.

Probably because she really cared about her body when she said this, and Gin was not an indiscriminate person.

He glanced at Furukawa Kumisa casually, then took the disinfectant cotton on the table, "I will take medicine later."

Furukawa Kumisa silently rolled his eyes at him: Who cares about you, it’s best to just pair the wine with your cephalosporin and send him away directly.

Gin took the things and looked at her again: "Go to the shooting range on the third floor and wait for me."

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned: "Ah?"

Gin sneered: "Why don't you stay because you want to help me apply medicine?"

Furukawa Kumisa:...Farewell.

She walked out without looking back. From the corner of her eye, she saw Mescal fidgeting with his phone twice, then raised his head and said to Gin: "Vodka's injury has stabilized and he will wake up tonight."

She said why she didn't see Gin's follower today, but instead it was Mescal who followed Gin. It turned out that Vodka was injured and went to the hospital.

"Um."

Gin answered calmly, as if he was not his right-hand man.

He tied up his long hair behind his back and prepared to apply medicine to himself.

With a sudden glance, Furukawa Kumisa saw his old wounds criss-crossed by sadness, and suddenly thought of something.

——How could a master like Gin allow someone to come up behind him and hurt him?

But she didn't ask, she just walked to the door, opened it and walked out.

Seemingly seeing that she had left, Mescal finally spoke up and brought up the business: "About the information that came from within the police..."

Furukawa Kumisa's eyebrows jumped: Within the police?? Organized undercover agents within the police??

If you think about it carefully, this seems to be a matter of course. The organization has been sieved by undercover agents. If they didn't insert some moles within the police, they probably wouldn't be able to survive now.

... They are really evenly matched opponents.

Unfortunately, she had already walked out before she could hear the second half of Mescal's words.

Furukawa Kumisa debated for two seconds whether to eavesdrop by the door, but gave up the idea.

This base has 360-degree real-time surveillance with no blind spots, and someone is guarding the screen 24 hours a day. If she stood at the door and eavesdropped, someone would probably notice something unusual.

It's not like she can't destroy the surveillance camera like before.

But this was her first time at the base, and the surveillance was broken that day. With the organization's vigilance and suspicion, she would probably get into trouble.

Furukawa Kumisa sighed sadly: Forget it, we will find a way to sneak into the database and take a look later.

She followed Gin's instructions and walked slowly to the shooting range. She waited for nearly twenty minutes before she saw Gin arriving late.

He had changed back into his long black trench coat, and his hat was still welded to his head.

Furukawa Kumisa didn't want to pursue the issue of waiting for twenty minutes with him. When he saw him, he said directly: "Call me to the shooting range. What can I do?"

Gin had not looked at her since he entered the door. After hearing her ask this question, he glanced at her from the corner of his eye, then walked past her without stopping and without looking back, and stopped at the target position behind her.

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His voice sounded in the empty shooting range, and it was even more cold: "Use your mind to study in the United States because you didn't rely on the organization to gain connections. Think about what else you can do at the shooting range."

Furukawa Kumisa:……

"Host, hold on! Hold on! Hold on!"

Furukawa Kumisa: "...it is unbearable and unbearable!"

The system answered: "The main reason is that you can't beat him... at least you can't beat him without using the system's power."

Furukawa Kumisa: "...Okay, you can shut up."

She briefly thought about whether to "kill him while he was sick" and then suppressed her impulse.

Gin over there was already a little impatient with the waiting. He knocked on the shooting stand twice and said, "Come here."

Furukawa Kumisa took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and walked over.

She walked up to Gin and took out her gun - of course, not to hit him.

Furukawa Kumisa had long thought about why Gin asked her to come to a place like this. After thinking about it, he probably wanted to test his actual combat ability - because he would go on a mission with him later.

According to Gin's character, he would not put useless snacks into his team.

She thought about her identity. The organization's training for her since she was a child has always been towards cultural courses. Although there are also courses such as close combat and marksmanship, they have not allowed her to refine her skills. She is definitely not as good as those who specialize in field work.

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But in fact, Furukawa Kumisa's marksmanship is very accurate - after all, he has been through five worlds in the world of science.

Just as she was about to raise her gun, she suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Gin behind her: "Where are the earmuffs?"

Gin sneered: "You can also try it on the battlefield. Ask your opponent for a pair of earmuffs before shooting."

Furukawa Kumisa:……

"...Host, do you need me to shock you to calm down?"

Furukawa Kumisa turned his head without saying a word and looked at the bullseye.

——Then picture it in your mind like gin.

The deafening gunshots resounded throughout the venue, like thunder on a clear day, which was enough to shock people's hearts.

But the only two people in the venue remained unmoved, as if they were deaf to such a loud noise.

After finishing seven rounds, Furukawa Kumisa picked up the magazine on the side, removed and replaced the ammunition in one go, and then fired three more rounds.

Ten bullets were embedded in the ten-ring bull's-eye with the sound of wind - there was no real miss.

Damn your stupidity! Damn your character! In the eyes of Furukawa Kumisa, this gin-faced target just wants to hit the red heart with ten shots!

system:……

She put down the gun, looked back at Gin, and raised her eyebrows at him provocatively.

Gin rarely spoke. He just glanced at the bullseye, fixed his eyes on the ten rings, and then said something.

Then, without waiting for Furukawa Kumisa's reply, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the shooting range.

After walking a few steps and reaching the door, he realized that Furukawa Kumisa had not followed and was still standing where he was.

Gin frowned: "Follow me."

Furukawa Kumisa over there took out his ears: "What did you say? Sorry, the sound was too loud and I didn't wear earmuffs. I was deafened and couldn't hear clearly."

Gin:……

She didn't look like she was pretending. Gin never hesitated to give privileges to capable subordinates, so he patiently walked to her side and said again: "Follow me to the martial arts gym."

Furukawa Kumisa put it on his ears in an exaggerated manner and said loudly: "Ah? I can't hear you! Louder!"

Gin:……

He reached out and took Furukawa Kumisa's hand that was resting on her ear, then pulled her hard in front of him, close to her ear, and said word by word through gritted teeth: "Go to the martial arts gym.
To be continued...