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Kendo Department¡ª¡ª
A male member who came late hurried into the locker room, opened his suitcase, and changed the kendo robe. At this moment, the beeping bell rang, and he checked back and forth curiously. It turned out to be the suitcase of Supervisor Suzuki.
Out of respect, even though the suitcase was not locked, he did not open it and take it out for inspection. Thinking about the identity of Director Suzuki, there might be something important, right? Thinking about it this way, he didn't even finish changing his clothes, so he ran out again He wanted to tell the supervisor about this matter first.
Inside the dojo, the crisp sound of bamboo swords striking filled the air. About 20 pairs of members wearing kendo robes and protective gear are practicing duels. Of course, they were not competing, but posing for each other, allowing each other to hit the effective part under the order of a certain member.
Some members practice footwork, others do shimmy. And Jingyu, who is the supervisor, is also wearing a kendo robe, guiding several members in front of him.
Yukiko leaned against the wall not far from him, watching curiously that he sometimes gave demonstrations and sometimes corrected the members. She wrapped one finger around her slightly curly brown hair, looking quite interesting.
It's hard to imagine that when he was at home, he would almost lazily spend time with his daughter or woman. His serious face highlighted his handsomeness even more. The kendo robe made him look like a seasoned swordsman, mighty and extraordinary. There's even a faint aura lingeringit's really charming.
At this time, a male member who was still wearing a uniform shirt ran over, bowed slightly, and shouted to Jingyu: "Supervisor, your mobile phone is ringing, you are over there in the locker room."
"Oh?" Jingyu stopped, and said to those members: "For the time being"
"Brother, I'll get it for you." You Xizi's lively voice interrupted him, and he had already walked a few steps, "It will be soon, don't worry, I won't peek." A little mischievous little guarantee.
'Brother', all the members who heard this address were still a little bit overwhelmed. When Jingyu came, Yuxizi, who came with her, introduced herself to the second and third grade members, saying that she was Jingyu's distant relative. After that, he called his brother even more openly.
The members of course dare not question Jingyu, but they can be sure that this matter will definitely spread to the whole campus tomorrow.
'It's really a ghost if you don't know how to peek! ¡¯ Jingyu looked at her back and shook his head, but he still gave instructions to those members to practice by himself temporarily. Of course, he didn't deliberately follow Yukiko into the dressing room, but stood at the wall that Yukiko was leaning against before.
Soon after, Yukiko came out with a black mobile phone. While handing it to Jingyu, the little girl pursed her lips and said, "My brother is necrotic, and he even set a password to lock it."
Jingyu looked at the phone, squinted his eyes, but smiled at Youxizi, "Hmph, if you don't set it up, wouldn't you know it all? Man, it's better to keep a little secret. "
"Huh? Sharon often said that women with secrets are very attractive, so are men?" You Xizi looked at him curiously. In fact, he was staring at Jingyu's hand, wanting to see how he unlocked the keypad of the phone. Obviously, she hasn't given up on wanting to know the information in this phone.
It's no wonder that this happened, because she just noticed that Jingyu was carrying two mobile phones. She could open one of them and notice the names of their close friends inside. It was because of this that she really wanted to know Whose number could this other hidden one be?
Unexpectedly by Youxizi, Jingyu didn't unlock it immediately, "Hey, Youxizi, let's stop here today. I'll go change my clothes, we'll have dinner together later, and I'll take you to the TV station for the evening show." .¡±
"Ah, um." Yukiko looked away from the phone and nodded.
When Jingyu walked to the dressing room, she also followed. After all, it was to avoid bad rumors from the members, so they didn't follow up. She can be sure that Jingyu must have checked the phone internally and replied.
In fact, it is the same.
Jingyu unlocked the phone, and the number above displayed an English word 'pisco'. The three missed calls were all from this number. Glancing towards the door, Jingyu called back.
The phone was connected quickly, and a somewhat hoarse, middle-aged man in his fifties asked unceremoniously from the opposite side.
"What were you doing just now? Why didn't you answer the phone immediately?"
Jingyu sneered, "It doesn't matter if you are exposed when there are people around you?"
The person on the phone frowned, "Still as arrogant as ever, even in front of my current boss. Hmph, well, for the sake of your ability, I won't say anything. The boss said I want you to meet a newcomer and pass on a task to him If it is completed, his code name from now on will be Belmode. You will be responsible for any contact with him in the future."
"'Bermod', 'he', the other party is a man?" Jingyu frowned, 'Isn't it Sharon? '
"Who knows then it's up to you to judge, aren't you very good?" The voice on the other side mocked.
"Send the time and place of the negotiation, old guy." Jingyu snorted and hung up the phone.
After a while, he remembered the forwarded information he had received, and then deleted it. After changing her clothes, she walked out of the room, called Yukiko who was signing autographs for a certain member, and walked out together.
? At 8:00 p.m., an unmanned container pile at the Tokyo Bay Wharf. A man with long silver hair wearing a black top hat and a black windbreaker leaned against the body of a black Porsche 356a. The collar of the windbreaker was turned up, and the long hair and the hat covered it, making it difficult to see his face. The only thing that is certain is that the eyes revealed through the brim of the hat are full of coldness and indifference.
I don't know how long it has been like this, he raised his eyes and stared at a shadow of the container. There was no sound, but he could just ascertain that someone was there.
"You're late!" he said, with displeasure.
"Wow, what a scary look, do you want to eat me?" The male voice was slightly funny, about thirty years old. The sound of footsteps appeared, and the other party was also wearing a windbreaker and a top hat, with his hands in his pockets, "I always have to make sure that this area is really safe."
"Hmph!" The silver-haired man was noncommittal, reaching into his arms
This action alone made the other party feel a little alert, and a hand in his pocket was clearly pointed at him. The round bulge in the pocket didn't look like it was caused by fingers.
Just being pointed at by the opponent's gun, the silver-haired man bared his teeth and smiled disdainfully. He continued to take out an object and threw it to the man opposite The man didn't take it, and let the object fall on the ground beside him. The muzzle of the gun in his pocket moved down instead of pointing at the silver-haired man.
"The time and place are available, as well as the target's information. When you're done, remember to contact me." The silver-haired man opened the car door and was about to enter the car and leave. "Also, you can call me 'Gin' from now on. If your After the task is completed, you will also have a similar title. If you fail, you will face me the organization, no need for waste!"
With a bang, he closed the door, started the Porsche, and drove off. The man who stayed didn't bend down until he saw the taillights of the car disappear, and picked it up