"You're way too suspicious. You come up with all this from one casual remark—aren't you tired?" After a brief standoff, Jiang Xia felt that competing with the model worker in endurance was a thankless and exhausting task. In the end, he sighed and reluctantly got into the car. "Let's go, then. No need to go far—just drop me off at a nearby station."
After the three left.
Inside the Organization's base, Irish walked down the silent passageway, frowning as he pondered something.
He actually had no interest in this base. He had only come to take a look because he'd heard that Gin had been making moves recently.
Now that he had seen Gin—and, as a bonus, that mysterious young man—his objective had already been more than fulfilled.
But now, Irish gradually realized that this place was a little strange today: it was far quieter than usual. The people who would occasionally pass through the corridor had not appeared at all.
As he passed an office, he vaguely heard the sound of water being poured inside.
After thinking for a moment, Irish stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The sound of water stopped abruptly. Yet after waiting a while, no one came to open the door, as though nothing had happened just now.
After serving as a core member of the Organization for so many years, Irish rarely received such a cold shoulder.
His suspicions deepened. He kept up the sound of ordinary footsteps and pretended to leave, while actually waiting nearby in secret.
After a while, a junior clerk seemed unable to hold it in any longer. He pushed open the door, dashed to the restroom, and vanished in a flash.
When he returned, he slipped back into the office. Just as he was about to