Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 82 It’s not really called a winery
"This situation... is really confusing." Nan Ling sighed after taking a quick glance at the length of the information.
Reward...
The congressman who was blackmailed obviously had considerable influence "here", and he was also a wealthy tycoon with a lot of money.
In this way, it makes sense that many people would rush to take up the reward he issued.
After all, this number... well, it's still very tempting. After completing this order, I guess I won't have to work so hard for the rest of my life.
"Reward... for any information related to the Black Organization." Nan Ling read it, and then laughed twice mockingly, "I guess that gentleman must be in a state of panic right now."
One of the purposes of the organization is to operate in secret. Now, the entire underground world probably knows the name of the organization.
Well, knowing only the name isn't that useful.
What's more, 'Black Organization' doesn't seem to be the name of the organization.
Hey, come to think of it, Nan Ling never knew the official name of the organization.
Anyway, he always called it a winery.
Ah...it can’t really be called a winery, right?
"You should take care of yourself." Mello said, "No matter what that gentleman thinks, we are the ones who are doing the work, aren't we?"
"Bounty Hunter - Codename Qiu Ren." Nan Ling looked down at the information. "Is this the person who stole the organization's intelligence at the beginning? He is very capable."
"He's dead." Mello continued, "I was responsible for hunting him down, but when I arrived... it wasn't our people who did it."
"Hmm..." Nan Ling nodded, "'After his mysterious death, his two assistants, Bai Ling and Xiangcao, disappeared. No one saw them leave.'"
Oh, it feels a bit dramatic.
"Why is there so much nonsense in this report?" Merlot was obviously reading this for the first time. "Can Maraschino write a report that sounds like a novel?"
"That person just keeps on nagging." Antoine looked like he had a lot to complain about.
"Bai Ling is dead too. I infer that it was Vanilla who did it." Merlot said impatiently, "Why does Maraschino leave a suspense here?"
Nan Ling flipped through the pages and indeed found this line of words.
"'After a disagreement unknown to outsiders, Vanilla mysteriously disappeared, and Bailing's body was found in...' Oh, his writing style is quite good. I think he must be suitable for writing novels."
Nan Ling commented with great interest.
“That Maraschino guy…” Merlot’s face was now filled with murderous intent.
"Why, do you have a bad impression of him?" Nan Ling looked at the opposite side with some confusion.
Mello doesn't seem to be such an emotional person.
"That idiot is my ex-boyfriend." Melo said with a cold face.
Ah, that's not surprising.
Antoine also uttered a meaningful "Oh——"
"…But in the end, it didn't say where the information went?" Nan Ling looked at the information again.
"Of course." Mello had returned to his normal state. He chuckled and said, "If you already knew where the information was, why would you need us to take action?"
"I don't know what you usually do—" Nan Ling stretched out his voice, "But I'm not good at intelligence gathering. I usually throw this kind of thing directly to the intelligence team."
"They can't get away." Mello said softly, "As you can see, the situation is very complicated. Although it seems to be calm for the time being, it will explode as long as there is any disturbance. In addition, there is also the matter with the congressman..."
Mello smiled meaningfully at this point, "Haha, with such a serious information leak, they still have to check themselves, right?"
"I know that." Nan Ling waved his hand.
The general situation is already clear.
First of all, there are probably three forces chasing this information now.
The first is to organize themselves. Their purpose is also very clear, which is to destroy the intelligence and everyone who has seen it.
The second is the unfortunate congressman . Whoever gets this information will be eager to pay.
As for the third party...
Such a rare high reward naturally makes many people eager to take action.
There is only one piece of information, and there is only one piece of money. But there is more than one person who wants the money.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food...haha.
There must be a group of people who think they can soar to the sky and never have to worry about food and drink again.
The reason why the information has not yet fallen into the hands of the congressman is probably because of the competition among bounty hunters.
"What about the congressman?" Nan Ling still wanted to confirm the situation over there.
"Everywhere he appeared, or around the mansions owned by him, there were bounty hunters everywhere." Mello looked at his delicate nails and smiled slightly. "Under such circumstances, probably no one can secretly pass information to the congressman... and he can't protect himself either."
"Gin went to clean up?" Nan Ling asked while looking at the information.
"Yes." Mello replied, with a rare look of genuine worry in his eyes, "We have to clean up the people under the eyes of so many people without attracting too much attention..."
"There's nothing I can do. Logically speaking, this is still his fault." Nan Ling said nonchalantly, "It's good that the gentleman didn't cause him trouble."
Mello didn't reply, but instead snorted nonchalantly.
"So?" Nan Ling finally looked up from the information. "You are the commander of this operation. What do you think?"
In response to Nan Ling's sarcastic tone, Melo spread his hands calmly, "Before this... weren't you curious about the content of this intelligence?"
What is the content of the intelligence?
Nan Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Are you testing me?" He patted Antoine's shoulder, "Or do you not know the rules?"
Antoine immediately understood what Nan Ling meant, "The action team is not allowed to ask about the work of the intelligence team without authorization."
"See? Even Kirsch knows this." Nan Ling spread his hands, ignoring the aggrieved look of Antoine who was looked down upon for his intelligence. "You don't want me to teach you the rules, do you?"
"Don't be so suspicious—"
"——Is this what you call suspicious?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever been on a mission with Gin?"
Compared to Nan Ling's own indifferent attitude, it is obviously a guy like Gin who deserves the description of "suspicious".
"Forget it." Nan Ling said again without waiting for Melo to speak, "I'm not interested in what little tricks you have. Tell me the arrangements quickly, or I'll act alone."
"Haha... OK." Mello smiled good-naturedly, "Since it involves bounties, we naturally have to go to where bounty hunters gather."
"Ah..." Nan Ling roughly understood what Mello was saying.
Mello smiled mysteriously.
"In order to complete the organization's mission, I think we may have to go to 'Hell' for a visit."
