"Yes, Leyi, tell me about the customs of the New Year in your hometown." Qingchuan Yu wanted everyone to pay attention to Leyi, so that he and Jian Gu Ze could avoid telling similar stories and being exposed.

Jiang Guling opened a bottle of aged wine and was pouring wine for everyone: "Come on, come on, try the whiskey we bought when our group was just established, and it tastes great."

Yu Jiang glanced at him: "Have you drunk this bottle of wine?"

"Ah, have you drunk?" Jian Gu Ling suddenly realized, "I just said why the lid is so easy to open, but it doesn't matter, it's just a strong wine anyway."

Shui Wuliani was shocked: "Can you still drink whiskey from Kaifeng for three years?"

Zhu Xingda picked up the wine glass and looked carefully: "What kind of whiskey is this? Canadian whiskey?"

"It's bourbon!" Amuro's face looked angry.

"Oh." Zhu Xingda responded softly in a casual tone, "It seems that this bottle of wine is really not allowed to drink, and the taste of Bourbon has turned into Canada."

Tomoto Amuro: "…"

He always felt that Zhu Xingda was sarcastic, but he had no evidence.

"Hey, Lai, don't change the topic and talk about your past." Yu Jiang forced the topic back to the question of not knowing where to shift.

He wanted to hear how Hideichi Akai made up stories about Japanese families in the Showa era.

The four whiskey group's shiny eyes, which were intimately expectant, were also aimed at Zhu Xingda, making him unable to refuse.

After a brief thought, Zhu Xingda slowly spoke: "Actually, I didn't grow up in Japan."

"Ah?" x4

"When I was a child, I lived in the UK with my parents." Zhu Xingda threw another big shot.

"Ah??" x4

"Wait, then aren't you the same as Pappet?" Qingchuan Yu immediately grabbed the point, "Tell me where you all live, maybe they are very close."

"No need." Before Zhu Xingda spoke, Yu Jiangxian coldly rejected Qingchuanyu's proposal.

Qingchuanyu glanced at him suspiciously.

Yu Jiang’s attitude today is a bit strange.

Zhu Xingda sipped the deteriorated bourbon in the cup in silence, and after a while he followed Yu Jiang's words, "It's true that there is no need. If we know people like Papet, I will definitely recognize them at first."

Yu Jiang was stunned, then lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"Don't you say it so obscurely, Ley." Toru Amuro drank some wine and was in high spirits. "What kind of personality is that you clearly want to say that Papat has a weird temper and a withdrawn personality, right?"

"Bang--"

The iron fist sanctions from Yu Jiang successfully shut up Anmuro.

There is no way. Although everyone present can beat Yu Jiang, as long as Yu Jiang is still their immediate boss, they will not be able to compete with him head-on.

"So how did the British celebrate the New Year?"

"What year is it? British people, like Americans, have Christmas."

As soon as Shui Wulian finished speaking, Yu Jiang and Zhu Xingda looked at the same time and said in unison: "Please don't say that British people are like Americans."

"Don't you know that Christmas actually originated from pagan festivals?" Yu Jiang curled his lips, "At that time, they had to sing naked and eat human-shaped biscuits."

"Don't describe it in such a...image way. It's not a human-shaped cookie, but a gingerbread man." Zhu Xingda corrected Yu Jiang's statement while giving Shui Wuliana a popular historical knowledge. "The reason why Christmas was determined to be December 25th was not the so-called birthday of Jesus, but was related to John, the bishop of the Roman Empire at that time. Therefore, Christmas revolved around the European continent in terms of its origin and development."

Shui Wulian was speechless.

She knew that British and Americans had always disliked each other, especially British people, who thought they were superior to Americans. But she did not expect that this phenomenon would be flooded in the organization.

The cooperation of Zhuxingda surprised Yu Jiang slightly, and he looked at Zhuxingda-

Under the dim light, the outline of Zhu Xing's face was much softer than before. He stood alone by the door, not far away from the rest of the whiskey group, as if he had been wandering outside the crowd.

Zhu Xing's expression was faint. He looked at the empty wall and was probably in a daze, but from the perspective of others, he only thought he was thinking about life.

Hideichi Akai felt Yujiang's gaze - who could ignore the slightly scorching gaze?

In fact, Hideichi Akai is not as calm as he appears now.

What he said just now should be enough to convince the whiskey group, especially Papatt, that he is a Japanese who grew up in the UK, right?

In this way, even if they suspect his identity, they will only focus on investigating MI6 and the Japanese police, and this kind of investigation is destined to find nothing.

"Ah! It's almost midnight! Is there a fireworks conference in Tokyo today?!"

In the silence, someone suddenly shouted, and the originally slightly heavy atmosphere suddenly became alive.

"Let's go and see the fireworks on the roof."

"Don't forget to bring New Year's dishes and wine!"

"We might encounter the gin group again when we go out like this."

"Oh, it's okay, just make them jealous!"

Everyone was noisy and pushed each other towards the roof of the base.

The New Year's Eve organization base is as deserted as most office buildings in Japan. After all, most of the peripheral members who live here live in Tokyo, so of course they go home to spend it with their families.

Most of the members of the headquarters such as the Special Operations Group, except for the whiskey group, are working overtime like Gin on New Year's Eve and have no time to disturb the whiskey group's carnival.

All members of the whiskey team are young people under thirty years old. The youngest Shui Wuliana is only twenty-five years old. It is the time when he should sing loudly and laugh and make fun of himself.

When they climbed to the roof, the fireworks on New Year's Eve had just sprung into the dark sky.

I saw a series of firelights blowing into gorgeous fireworks in the sky, and the flashing residual light slowly fell like a meteor until it merged into the darkness.

"Why is that song sung? It seems to be called "Autumn Sakura"?"

"Who knows Japanese songs? You should sing "Let it bleed" at this time."

"Do you know what a generation gap is?"

“爱よりも恋よりもはやくあなたに出逢ったいたずらが……”《梦的点滴》熟悉的旋律响起,这一次没有任何意外,威士忌组全员都开始合唱.

This song is so popular that they have lived in Japan for three years and they don’t know how to sing it.

but--

"You guys sing so badly! Shut up quickly!!"

If you know how to sing, it doesn’t mean you can sing well.

The fireworks in the distance become more and more gorgeous in the passionate singing of young people, and the atmosphere gradually reaches its peak. Everyone is fully devoted to the presumption of the New Year, not summarizing the past, not worrying about the future, but only enjoying the present.

It was not until dawn that the sky was torn a bright hole in the sky, and the whiskey group that had been playing all night dispersed, leaving behind a piece of food residue and a staggering wine bottle.

They would not have thought that this was the last party for all the whiskey team members.

Soon, this legendary team that dominated the top three years of organizational task completion rate will fall apart.
Chapter completed!