Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"Why does this annoying woman come to this mission?"

On the roof of a certain tall building, Gin's sniper team gathered here.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious Belmode also participated in this operation, which made Chianti very unhappy, who had always disliked her.

Not only did Belmode, who was disliked, not show any displeasure, but he kept curling the corners of his lips covered in bright lipstick and chuckled: "The organization attaches great importance to this operation, because it is not just as simple as dealing with a traitor."

"The other party is a high-ranking official with considerable status, and he has private contacts with people from the FBI, so that he has come into conflict with our old rival again this time. Is that what you mean?"

Gin snorted contemptuously, "Even if the fat rat hides itself in a safe barrier, it will still show its ugly tail."

Belmod put her arm on his shoulders affectionately and asked him with a low smile: "So, how do you get along with that rebellious rat? Didn't Boss ask you to be his assistant?"

Quietly shaking off Belmod's hand, Gin narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue impatiently.

When Vodka scratched his head and wanted to say something, Chianti, who was holding a sniper, suddenly let out a strange scream.

"What are you doing? Why does a person suddenly appear next to the target person?"

Others raised their binoculars.

When Gin saw that person, his eyelids jumped.

I saw Lancer holding a box near the fountain in the center of Abeido Park and approaching the man being interviewed.

The man seemed to be a high-ranking local official, and he was talking eloquently in front of reporters' questions.

However, Lancer did not expect that the system would issue him such a boring task of running errands for others.

[System: I have been with you for so long, when have I ever lied to you? This is the main line, the main task! 】

"So, what's the reward?" Lancer asked it.

[System: This is a set of real estate where you can choose the location you want. Please have a good attitude and do your job well. 】

cut!

Lancer complained silently in his mind, and then squeezed in from the periphery of the interview crowd.

He raised the box tied with a ribbon above his head, stretched out his arm and handed it to the man, interrupting their conversation.

"Hello, sir! Someone asked me to give you a gift."

The middle-aged man being interviewed was slightly stunned. Just when he was wondering whether he should answer the interview, the bodyguard next to him pushed Lancer away for safety reasons.

Lancer's thin body's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground before he could stand on his heels. The box in his hand also fell out of his hand and rolled twice on the ground.

The reporter and the photographer holding the camera looked at each other with unnatural expressions on their faces.

The person who just talked about the Huili citizen policy was surrounded by bodyguards who did such a rough thing to a child in front of the public. The extremely contrasting scene was quite ironic.

But the other party's bodyguard even yelled: "Where is this passerby coming from? Stay away from here! Someone is coming, drive him away quickly!"

Lancer narrowed his eyes, feeling extremely bad.

Belmode, who was watching this scene, said regretfully: "Oh, the poor mouse was kicked by the ferocious big bad wolf. It must be in pain now, right?"

Gin sneered coldly.

If the smile on this woman's face wasn't so obvious when she said this, she might still be a little more convincing.

"Cohen, give me the gun." Gin put out the cigarette butts and set up the sniper rifle himself.

In the scope, Lancer was helped up by the officer, smiling as if he was saying something.

Because that guy was blocking him, Gin couldn't aim at the target.

Until Lancer turned his body sideways as if sensing something, and glanced back in their direction.

At this time, Gin finally pulled the trigger!

The bullet came through the wind, almost grazed the tip of Lancer's nose, and hit the target's head directly.

Blood splattered on the spot.

The screams were endless, and the crowd that had been surrounding them suddenly dispersed.

[System: The target character is dead and the mission failed! 】

Lancer wiped the blood splattered on his cheek, and his calm eyes gradually began to sparkle.

Gin, that bastard!

Give him back his house!

Seeing that Lancer was so angry for some unknown reason, and even made an international gesture towards him, although it was extremely insulting, Gin was in an unexpectedly good mood.

"Get ready to retreat, those dogs will come looking for you soon."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, Vodka hesitated and said: "But brother, that guy..."

"Don't worry about him. If he's smart enough, he will find a way out on his own."

The man was shot and killed. Of course, Lancer, the person who came specifically to get close to the deceased, could not escape the first suspicion. However, since Lancer was at the scene when the deceased was shot to death, and there were many people who could prove it, it can be concluded that he was not the murderer. .

With the suspicion lowered, he also became a witness in the case.

Being secretly annoyed by Gin's behavior, he kept shaking his head when asked by the police. Qian Qian's clenched fists were shaking with anger. To the police, this was a sign that he was frightened, and they immediately took him away. on site.

Just as the car door was about to close, a child slipped into the car at an extremely fast speed and sat down next to Lancer.

"Officer Takagi, please wait a moment, I have something to ask this big brother."

Lancer was called back to his senses by this unfamiliar name. He looked up and saw a little boy wearing black-rimmed glasses appearing in front of him.

"Are you calling me?" Lancer calmed down the emotion in his eyes and loosened his clenched hands.

After calming down, he looked at the livestock as harmless, and even Edogawa Conan couldn't see anything strange about it.

He nodded, took out the ribbon from the previous gift box, and asked Lancer: "Did you give this to the dead uncle, or was it given to you by someone else?"

Lancer thought of the situation when he accepted this commission, and asked instead: "Who are you? Why are you asking me these?"

"I'm telling you," the child said mysteriously, trying to deliberately arouse his curiosity. "My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective."

[System: It’s a steamed egg! 】

[System: Congratulations to the host! Trigger the main characters and successfully enter the main plot! Obtaining the favor of the main characters can unlock many rewards! 】

Before he could complain about the system's homophones, Lancer was attracted by the little boy in front of him.

Main character? It seems that this Edogawa Conan is still a protagonist?

Lancer glanced at the ribbon in his hand. There were signs of burns on it, and he suddenly became curious: "Is there any flammable substance in it?"

"Correct."

"The person who handed it to me was wearing sunglasses and a mask. He only asked me to help deliver the gift box to the man beside the fountain in the center of the park."

Conan persisted and asked: "But there are so many people over there, how do you know who to give it to?"

Lancer lied without even blinking: "Because he showed me that person's photo!"

"That's it." Conan didn't ask for any useful information. He was about to leave the car, but after seeing his appearance, he reached out and took something out of his trouser pocket.

Lancer instinctively thought that he was going to take out the gun, and subconsciously leaned back and shrank.

"Ah, don't worry, I want to give you this." Conan smiled and took out the handkerchief and pointed at his cheek: "Take it and wipe it."

Lancer was stunned, looking at the white handkerchief stuffed into his hand, and slowly clenched it with complicated emotions.

[System: Host~ If you are counterattacked, I will have a new CP~]

Don’t eat anything you see!

Lancer couldn't bear it anymore.