Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

When the little girl in front of him took that step forward, Oda Sakunosuke quickly realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

In the dark alley at night, the distance between the two was shortened by this step enough to allow each other to see each other's face clearly.

It's not that a wrinkled face matches a low stature.On the contrary, on the surface alone, the person in front of him is no different from the young girls on the street.

Since there is nothing wrong with the appearance, it is naturally the temperament of the other party that can make Oda Sakunosuke instantly alert.

It was not the eyes of an innocent child, but the aura of someone of the same type as him.

And when the other party raised his face and smiled at him, the vigilance of the wine-red haired man reached its peak.

In Yokohama, never judge a person's true abilities by their innocuous appearance.

What's more, this little girl was clearly in the vicinity of the war zone, but she didn't show the slightest bit of nervousness.

"Really? Then you want to go there?"

Oda Sakunosuke did not continue to ask the previous question, but hugged the baby in his arms tighter, turned slightly to get out of the way, and signaled that she could take a step ahead.

At the same time, with this action, I also adjusted myself to a posture where it is easiest to draw out the weapon and launch an attack at any time.

The little girl did not move, but looked into the arms of the man in front of her with great interest.

"Where do you want to send this little guy?"

Seeing that she hadn't deceived the other party, the little girl, that is, Mark, withdrew her carefree disguise.

Originally, she just put on that harmless sheepskin (in the language of gin) on a whim after listening to the other party's questioning, and followed suit.

Such a casual attitude can only fool those who are not vigilant.

"It has nothing to do with you." Facing the instant change of face, the man remained calm, "You don't look like this child's relative either."

The child at this time naturally refers to the baby he is holding.

"Do you want to sell? Or are you going to raise her?"

Mark didn't care about the attitude of the other party deliberately keeping a distance, but asked with a smile.

Hearing her words, Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment: "If you are worried about this problem..."

"Of course not."

"That is to raise her."

"How many people are you raising at one time?"

The attitude of the little girl in front of him was too strange, the red-haired man frowned, ignored her, and walked straight forward.

"Excuse me, I'm leaving."

Although he said lines similar to interrupting, Oda Sakunosuke's actions were not sloppy.

Even if there is a person blocked in front of him, with his dexterity, he can pass by the other side without hesitation.

Mark didn't stop.

She just said when the man passed by her, "At least three."

"I just saw two little boys not far away, are they also under your control?"

"what have you done?"

Her words made Oda Sakunosuke's footsteps stop suddenly.

Almost at the same time, a gun appeared in the man's right hand, and the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised—although he knew he would not pull the trigger.

"Nothing—didn't do anything." Mark spread his hands innocently, "It's just a little curiosity."

I was curious that this person who picked up children in the battlefield happened to meet me, so I would like to ask a few more questions.

"Are you from a mafia in Yokohama?"

"What are these kids going to do in the future?"

The topic jumped too fast, making Oda Sakunosuke momentarily uncertain of the other party's real intentions.

"It's up to them to decide." But her question wasn't hard to answer.

This time it was Mark who stopped. She blinked, and there was no doubt in her eyes.

"You want to raise it yourself?" She reconfirmed.

This question seems to be not much different from the original question.But this time the girl's accent fell on the word "self".

"certainly……"

Halfway through the conversation, Oda Sakunosuke finally understood why there was such a serious sense of incongruity in the conversation between the two.

Behind the word Yang in the words of the two of them, they represent completely different meanings.

Talking is naturally a chicken talking to a duck.

The raising in Mark's understanding refers to being raised by the forces behind him.

Collect orphans during the war and raise them in organizations since childhood.The members cultivated in this way have high loyalty and abilities that can meet the expectations of the organization, and often become the sharp edge and pillar of an organization.

Such things are not uncommon in the underground world.

Because of this, after witnessing Oda Sakunosuke's previous mafia work and seeing him bring back a few children, Mark would take this behavior as a matter of course for some organization in Yokohama to send people to search for seedlings .

And Oda Sakunosuke is probably the chosen caretaker of the seedlings.

Mark would ask one last question, and naturally noticed that the two seemed to be chatting across channels.

"Of course I will raise it myself."

After realizing the misunderstanding between the two sides, Oda Sakunosuke also imitated the girl just now, and put the accent on his own word.

Emphasize that this is purely personal.

"Eh--"

After getting this answer, the girl's interest faded a lot, but it can't be called disappointment.

She stroked her chin and asked hesitantly, "Then you alone..."

"Mark..."

The girl's voice was interrupted by a third person who appeared at the alley.

It was a man who seemed somewhat calm.

The man stood at the entrance of the alley and took a look in, then walked to Mark's side with precision and put his hand on her shoulder.

Then he raised his dark eyes like black holes, and stared at the wine-red haired man without saying a word.

Oda Sakunosuke: ...

Grappa's arrival finally stopped Mark's series of questions one after another.

Although he had to face the other party's deep eyes with unknown meaning, but to some extent, Oda Sakunosuke was relieved.

Seeing the appearance of Grappa, Mark was obviously much happier.She no longer struggles with the person opposite to raise children.

Anyway, after understanding the true meaning of Oda Sakunosuke, this topic is not very attractive to her.

"Is it over with you?"

Mark raised his head and turned his head to look at the person behind him.

"Um……"

Grappa still doesn't talk much, but Mark is obviously very used to the other party's state.

She smiled, and prolonged her voice with a bit of coquetry: "But I haven't started yet."

"Because of some emergencies."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head sideways and signaled to Sakunosuke Oda without any trace.

It's a pity that the other two people present were not slow, and basically understood what Mark meant immediately.

Grappa turned her dark eyes like black holes to the wine-red haired man again.

This time his eyes were even worse.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was beaten up and thrown into the flying pot: ...

This should be a good time to complain.

It's a pity... Oda Sakunosuke can't complain.

If Ango was here, he would definitely be able to take on the role of Tucao perfectly.

"Then I will go with you?"

Although he was talking to Mark, Grappa never took his eyes off the man opposite him.

Amused by the scene, Mark returned to her harmless little lolita self.

She deliberately sweetened her voice, and said to the red-haired man, "I am indeed lost, and now my guardian is here to find me!"

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed Grappa's hand on his shoulder: "Let's go."

Then he walked away without looking back.

Completely disregarding the reaction of the people behind.

Anyway, the last time she played this scene with a boy in bandages, both of them managed to disgust each other.

"So, where are the two of them?" Shirley leaned against the wall with her arms folded, her expression not very good-looking, "Have you got in touch?"

"No..." The long-haired man in a knitted hat replied briefly.

After the gin and vodka left, the remaining four were naturally not idle.

They first made full preparations to ensure that they could rush to the designated place as soon as they received the signal.

During the standby process, the four discussed with each other.

It was decided that during this period of time, they would still search for some clues of supernatural beings on the edge of the war zone according to the information they had previously collected from various lairs.

In order not to delay the business, and to achieve the highest efficiency within a limited time.The four agreed to search separately, and no matter whether there was any gain or not, they had to return within a limited time.

but……

"Why are there only the two of us now?" Shirley asked Ley with a look of nothingness on her face, "Didn't the other two search separately? It stands to reason that this time is enough for them to return after searching. "

"They won't get together, so why not go somewhere to play." Shirley's words were obviously just casual.

Ley, who is a member of the operation team who often travels to the field: ...

Based on his understanding of other colleagues, this is really not impossible.

"Maybe it's because they searched more carefully." The duplicity long-haired man said, "Anyway, he didn't send a message to Gin Jiu, and judging by the current situation, it should take a while, so don't worry."

"Why don't we take a look around again, just to pass the time."

Shirley thought for a while and had no objection.

After all, besides the gentleman's entrustment of these clues, the one who benefited the most is their research team.

Since you have time, look for it again.

So the two who had just stood together separated again.

Naturally, Shirley, who was searching seriously, didn't notice that Ley behind her disappeared from her sight at an extraordinary speed.

Ley, who was far away from his colleagues, hid his figure in an inconspicuous place, took out a non-daily-used mobile phone, and sent a piece of information to a certain number in encrypted form.

Subsequently, all traces were removed.

Yes, the FBI also needs information about these supernatural beings.

As an undercover agent of the FBI, Ley will not miss this great opportunity.

In the United States, the supernatural group called the combination established by Fitzgerald cannot be underestimated.

He met with the leader of the group last time with Belmode, and he has a better understanding of the nature of these people.

Regarding the research topic of abilities, no matter which side it is, it will not let it go easily.

Just when Ley was calmly preparing to return to work, he suddenly noticed a line of sight.

It wasn't malicious, but he could be sure that its focus was on himself for a moment.

The long-haired man immediately became vigilant, tensed his body, and looked around calmly.

It's a pity that in this area where people flock here from time to time, the owner of the line of sight has already carefully eliminated his sense of existence.

The feeling of that moment cannot be locked into a specific target.