Vodka, You Don't Understand

As a high-ranking member of the Organization and an enemy of the world's number one illegal wiretapping ring, the CIA, Gin naturally had to be conscious of wiretap prevention.

His method of preventing wiretaps was simple:

He regularly and frequently changed his phone number.

The tactic was simple yet effective. As long as he changed numbers often enough, wiretappers would never even catch his shadow.

But unfortunately—

Every time Gin changed his phone number, he immediately notified his most loyal and important subordinate: Officer Lin Xinyi, the head of what was now the world's second-largest illegal wiretapping ring.

The consequences were imaginable.

To outsiders, Gin was mysterious and unfathomable. To Lin Xinyi, he was practically a dissected corpse, with no secrets left at all.

As long as he dared make a phone call, Lin Xinyi could immediately learn what was said.

And not long after Mizunashi Rena left the office—

"Gin really got a call?"

Lin Xinyi was somewhat surprised.

He had not expected Mizunashi Rena to actually dare call Gin.

"An unknown number. Could it be Mizunashi Rena?"

"It should be." Noah's Ark gave an affirmative answer. "Although it's a disposable number that was only just registered and activated, the call was made through a base station in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building."

"Considering the time and location, it should indeed be Miss Mizunashi Rena."

Its deduction was quickly proven correct.

The call connected, and Gin's familiar voice rang out coldly.

"Kir."

"It seems you've finished making contact with Lin Xinyi. Is that right?"

"Yes." Mizunashi Rena's voice was neither servile nor overbearing.

She appeared to have shaken off her earlier panic, and her tone sounded very calm.

"Following your instructions, I used the opportunity of the television station's special interview to get close to Officer Lin."

"However,