Old Qin, So You Were an Undercover Agent Too

Yamazaki Whiskey, whose real name is Yamazaki Aogiri, is a bona fide fake spirit, and not only that, he's a fake undercover agent as well.

An investigator with the Information and Communications Division of the Neon Ministry of Defense? That's just his cover.

A double agent, one face for the Party, one for the people.

On the road of espionage, Yamazaki Aogiri has gone farther than anyone. Both the FBI and the Metropolitan Police have had their agents exposed, while he alone has risen through the ranks to become the latest underling of the organization's top killer.

The night before his promotion and fortune, Yamazaki Aogiri pinned his Party membership badge to his chest, hoping the mysterious power of the East would keep Gin from shooting him in the head when they met the next day.

The next day, Yamazaki Aogiri woke up inside a Porsche 356A.

Vodka, Gin's number one underling, promptly handed him a towel. "You worked hard last night, Big Brother. You were on stakeout for the mission all night."

Yamazaki Aogiri: ??? I'm doomed.

Seeing the incoming call flashing repeatedly on Gin's phone, Yamazaki Aogiri fell into deep thought.

Should I answer this call or not?

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When Gin woke up and saw the Party membership badge pinned to his chest, he thought he had dreamed his way back to his youth.

In the Siberia he remembered, the bitter wind blew year-round, and the white poplar trees stood tall and straight.

His comrades wore Party membership badges on their chests. They crossed rushing streams, held their rifles, and sang at the top of their lungs:

[The glory of battle shines like the sun

We sing the praises of your journey]

Widowed Su, Qin x Japanese Communist bottom

(2024.12.14)

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