Vol 2 Chapter 67: Gin and Belmode

Kendo Department
A male member who arrived late hurried into the locker room, opened his suitcase, and then replaced the kendo robe. At this moment, Bell Bell's bell sounded, and he looked back and forth with curiosity. It turned out to be Suzuki's suitcase.
Out of respect, even if the suitcase was not locked, he did not open it and took it out for inspection. Regarding the identity of Suzuki Supervisor, may there be important things? Thinking this way, he didn't even change his clothes, so he ran out again and wanted to tell the supervisor this matter first.
Within the dojo, the brittle sound of the bamboo sword was flooding. About 20 pairs of members wearing protective gears in kendo robes were training. Of course, they are not playing the game, but they pose for each other, so that the opponent hits the effective part under the command of a certain member.
There are also some members practicing footwork, while others are doing swing vibration. As the supervising Jingyu, he also wore a kendo robe and guided several members in front of him.
Yukiko leaned against a wall not far from him, watching him curiously as a model and sometimes making corrections for the staff. She put a finger around her slightly curly brown hair, quite interesting.
It is hard to imagine that it would be him who was soaked in his daughter or woman almost lazily at home. His serious face highlighted his handsomeness. The kendo robe makes him look like a experienced swordsman, and he is very powerful. There is even a faint fascination that is really fascinating.
At this time, a male member who was still wearing a uniform shirt ran over, bowed slightly, and shouted to Jingyu: "Supervisor, your phone rang, over the dressing room."
"Oh?" Jingyu stopped and said to those members: "You are temporarily"
"Brother, I'll take it for you." Hezi's lively voice interrupted him, and had walked out a few steps. "Soon, rest assured, don't peek." Slightly naughty little guarantee.
"Brother", all the members who heard this title actually did not respond. When Jingyu just came, there was Xizi who introduced himself to these second and third grade members, saying that he was a distant relative of Jingyu. After that, he shouted his brother brightly.
The staff certainly did not dare to question Jingyu, but they can be sure that this matter will surely spread throughout the campus tomorrow.
‘You don’t peep to be a ghost! 'Jingyu looked at her back and shook her head, still giving the members some instructions to practice temporarily. Of course, he didn't deliberately keep up with Yoko into the dressing room, but stood at the wall that Hiko was leaning against.
Soon afterwards, Youzi came out with a black mobile phone. While handing it over to Jingyu, Xiaozuo pouted and said: "Brother is dead, and he has set a password lock."
Jingyu looked at the phone and narrowed his eyes, but then smiled at You Xizi. "Well, if you don't set it, won't you let you know? Man, it's better to have a little secret. "
"Hey? Sharon often said that secret women are very attractive, are they men too?" Kazuki looked at him curiously. In fact, staring at Jingyu's hand closely, he wanted to see how he unlocked the phone's keyboard. Obviously, she has not given up wanting to know the information in this phone.
This is no wonder, because she just noticed that Jingyu was carrying two mobile phones. One of them, she can open, and notice the names of these close people inside. It is because of this that she is very eager to know the other hidden, who's number?
To the surprise of Jingzi, Jingyu didn't immediately go to unlock and check, "Now, there is Xizi, let's go here today. I'll change my clothes, go to dinner together later, and send you to the TV Bureau to do the evening show. ."
"Ah, um." Youzi withdrew her gaze from the phone and nodded.
When Jingyu walked to the dressing room, she followed. After all, it was to avoid bad rumors from the members, but did not follow up. She can be sure that Jingyu must have read the phone internally and responded.
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The same is true in fact.
Jingyu unlocked the phone lock, and the number above showed an English word ‘pisco’. The missed call tee is all from this number. Glancing towards the door, Jingyu dialed back.
The phone was quickly connected, and a husky voice came across the middle-aged man in his fifties.
"What are you doing just now? Why didn't you answer the phone in the first place?"
Jingyu sneered, "Does it matter if someone is around?"
The person who called called frowned, "It's still arrogant as always, even when facing my current boss. Huh, okay, for your ability, I don't say anything. It came from the boss Information, let you meet a new person, and pass a task to him. If completed, his future codename is Belmode. You will be responsible for future contacts with him."
"'Belmorde','He', the other party is male?" Jingyu frowned, "Isn't it Sharon?" ’
"Who knows then it's up to you to judge, aren't you very powerful?" the voice opposite sneered.
"Send the negotiation time and place, old guy." Jingyu snorted and hung up the phone.
After a while, he recorded the forwarding information he received in his mind, and then deleted it. Changed his clothes, walked out of the room, called Yuko, who was signing a certain member, and walked out together.
At 8:00 in the evening, there is an unmanned container accumulation place at Tokyo Bay Terminal. A man with long silver hair wearing a black top hat and a black windbreaker leaned on a black Porsche 356a body. The collar of the trench coat stood up, and with the cover of long hair and hat, people couldn't see his face. The only certainty is that the eyes exposed through the brim are full of coldness and indifference.
Not knowing how long it had passed, he raised his eyes and stared at a shadow in the container. There was no sound, but he was able to make sure that someone was already there.
"You are late!" he said, with displeasure.
"Wow, what a terrible look, do you want to eat me?" The male voice, slightly funny, was about thirty years old. The sound of footsteps appeared, and the other party was wearing a trench coat, a bowler hat, and hands in his pockets.
"Humph!" The silver-haired man was unsure, reaching into his arms
The movement alone made the opponent a little alert, and a hand in his pocket pointed clearly at him. The round bulge at the pocket does not seem to be caused by fingers.
Pointed at the other party's gun in this way, the silver-haired man laughed scornfully. Continue to take out something, throw it to the opposite man, the man did not take it, and let the thing fall to the ground around him. The muzzle in his pocket moved down, no longer pointing at the silver-haired man.
"There are time and place, and the target information is also. When you are finished, remember to contact me." The silver-haired man opened the door and was about to enter the car and left. "Also, you can call me'Qin Jiu' in the future. If your After the task is completed, you will have a similar title. If you fail, you will face my organization, no waste!"
With a bang, he closed the door, started the Porsche, and drove away. The man who stayed did not bend down until he saw the taillights of the car disappear and picked it up.
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