I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery - Chapter 8 Why is it a pervert

Unexpectedly, Okamoto really had information about the FBI in his mouth.

He said there was another FBI informant in the organization.

Although it's not very important - that's natural, how could a non-staff like Okamoto know any secrets - but it is estimated that another small-scale investigation will be started in the organization.

When Nan Ling was still locked in the laboratory, he encountered several inspections of organizations, large and small. After each time, a group of people would be sent in as human guinea pigs.

Of course, almost all died in the end. It's best to die peacefully. There are several miserable ones. The screams at the moment of death lasted for several days. At the beginning, many people on the floor could hear them, and finally they gradually became smaller and disappeared. .

Everyone knows what will happen to them.

When Nan Ling first heard this information, his first reaction was that this was not talking about Shuichi Akai. After thinking about it, if it was Akai Shuichi, it would not be as simple as an informant of the FBI, and this level of intelligence is not something that such a small fish can know.

So maybe some unlucky ghost was implicated.

Anyway, it's none of his business.

He himself is still in the observation period, and it is absolutely impossible for the organization to let him have the slightest possibility to contact an organization like the FBI.

After all, he is an important "property" of the organization.

This matter will probably be pushed to the gin again in the end. No way, the work ability is really strong.

Nan Ling handled the bodies of the two with a relaxed mood, and happily returned to Qin Jiu.

When he thought that he could get rid of the gin and start his own whitewashing plan after this incident was over, Nan Ling was not generally happy.

Vodka watched the boy with a light expression on his face enter the room humming a song. When he thought about the interrogation process he had seen before, and then saw that he was in a much higher mood than before the mission, it was obvious that he had gained unparalleled joy from the abuse of others.

...how is this a perversion again?

Vodka is a little tiring.

"I'm back, Senior Gin." After walking around the room, Nan Ling saw only vodka, not even the shadow of Gin.

So he turned his head: "Senior Vodka, you know—"

"—Did you forget something?" Nan Ling was interrupted before he could finish speaking, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

gun.

Gin was holding a gun to his neck.

Where did this man come from? How can I walk without making a sound.

Nan Ling's hair stood up.

So he raised his hands embarrassingly, "Uh, I don't understand?"

"Their family is in the basement. Dispose of it." Gin said succinctly.

Nan Ling sighed silently.

Previously, when he tied people, he put them down with medication without even tying them with ropes. After taking a photo, he left them in an empty factory.

The door wasn't even locked. They can leave on their own when they wake up.

After all, his target was those two people, not their families.

When he did this, he had already thought that the organization probably did not intend to let them go, but he did it anyway.

Not out of boring sympathy, but he really doesn't like to involve this kind of thing on unrelated people.

But it doesn't seem to be of any use. Gin is probably monitoring all his actions throughout the process. Their every move should be in their eyes.

After all, it's an "exam".

"Alright alright."

Nan Ling shrugged, and didn't care too much about this. Of course it's best not to be involved, but if it is involved, it can only be said that their lives are bad. "It'll be fine right away."

The two people's medicines have expired. When he came down he heard two suppressed, frightened cries.

"Shh." He comforted the two of them, showing a gentle smile, "It won't hurt."

His face, how can I say it, looks really good-looking, and he looks like 15 years old. His eyebrows and eyes haven't opened yet.

The two were really stunned for a moment.

Then Nan Ling stabbed them both in the back of the neck neatly and precisely.

When the two died, they still maintained their stunned appearances, without pain.

"I'll say it doesn't hurt."

Nan Ling smiled and put away the scalpel, with a pure expression and bright red hands.