In Tokyo, a company with an industrial logo is hanging outside.
If you walk into the company, you will see that this is a company that is no different from other companies in the same industry. Everyone who should go to work is busy with their work, but it has a 20-meter underground bunker.
In the underground building, the guards here are tightly guarded. There are several people holding guns.
These people have headsets on their ears, and they can receive orders at any time. There are several laboratories below, with many scientists walking around focusing on their work. Biomedical experiments are being carried out here, but they are using human bodies to do the experiments.
In a bar in the underground building, there are five people here at this moment. A muscular man with a wide chin is mixing drinks and giving it to a tall, thin man of uncertain age with a hat and long silver hair sitting in front of the bar, cleaning his gun stained with blood; a beautiful woman in her twenties with long silver hair and an angelic face is sitting on the sofa slowly tasting her drink. The middle-aged man was dismantling his sniper guns, checking their condition. The final one is a girl with short orange hair. Her left eyelid bears the tattoo of a swallowtail butterfly's wing.
"Gin, what's the matter with you calling me here right after I just came back from England? I am very tired. I have to get my beauty sleep".
The woman sitting on the sofa asked. If this woman goes out, her fans will undoubtedly recognize her; she is a well-known actor, and almost everyone will recognize the extremely popular Chris Vineyard. And her other identity is a member of the organization, code-named Vermouth.
Gin is the cold man sitting in front of the bar. He didn't answer Vermouth's words, but said coldly, "Vodka, tell them about the recent news."
"Yes, brother!"
Vodka responded, looking at the other three people: "Since a day ago, the organization's base in Tokyo was attacked. All one hundred guards died, and no one was injured. Only the scientists and prisoners are still alive. The person who attacked the base was a young man, 18 years old and unemployed, who is a high school student Aizen. He was an experiment subject at the base but somehow beat all the guards single-handedly, succeeding in escaping unharmed. "
Gin said, "Vermouth, do you have any news?"
"Oh about that person, I did investigate him in the underground world and there was no news at all. Other organizations, like the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department, the Ministry of Public Security, FPI, CIA, etc., did not respond. It can be determined that this person should not be in any special unit. "
"As for the information on Koizumi Aizen, I have also checked it again. He is an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage and was adopted by a family. I can't find his family information. It completely disappeared when I checked. I only got he is a Teitan High School student who was kidnapped by us. But his background shows that he has no fighting experience and has a very weak mentality, yet he manages to have perfect aim, strong killer skills, and act very calm in dangerous situations, making him a perfect killing machine. " Vermouth answered with the same attitude as Gin said to her.
Chianti was startled when she heard this. She knew that the hundred people guarding the place in the mouth of the Vodka were definitely not ordinary people and the man information Vermouth talked about clearly had a problem.
"Listen to you, since you already know him, why not just kill him already?"
Chianti, the woman with the butterfly tattoo, asked aloud. She just knows that the organization's bases have been destroyed recently, but I don't know the specific circumstances. "
Vermouth looked at Chianti with a sneer and said, "Kill, if you have the ability to do the same as this person and be smarter, the boss will definitely value you more." Such a good seed makes it a waste to just kill him.
Gin said coldly: "Anyone who has offended the organization must never live. He killed 100 people the last time he did it, so he must be killed. "
"Gin, I'm sorry to tell you that you can't deal with him anymore". Vermouth stretched out her index finger and shook it.
Give me a reason. The Gin's voice was still as cold as before, and it didn't fluctuate because of Belmode's words.
Vermouth didn't care too much, she knew gin too much. "The Boss asked me to see if I could get him into the organization and work for the organization."
Gin said coldly, "If you can't succeed, death is waiting for him!"
"I will succeed. You just wait for my good news. "
She smiled softly, got up, and left, saying to herself, "I am extremely confident, as far as my institution of Aizen, he is likely to agree."