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

Belmode also hasn't contacted the boss for a long time.

They used to use email to communicate.

Later, I changed my contact information and contacted him directly by phone.

But the amazing thing is that no matter how the technology is updated and developed rapidly, the boss’s mobile phone number will never be displayed on her mobile phone when she calls.

Although Belmod felt strange, he would not investigate this matter specifically.

She is always loyal to the boss and obeys all his commands.

"This means that the boss has disappeared for a long time?" Lancer held his chin and pondered, "Even at the last New Year celebration, he sent his cronies to contact people, and they were only in contact with the other party, but in fact, he had already They cut off contact with us.”

Belmode was not listening at all to what Lancer was saying.

Her eyes widened as she watched the familiar man in a black knitted hat appear in front of her with a cigarette between his teeth. Belmode asked in shock: "He! Why is Shuichi Akai here? You should know that he is from the FBI. Human right?"

Several people present calmly raised their eyes to look at her, and then focused on discussing other things.

Gin said: "Maybe Rum will have contact with that gentleman."

"But I heard that Rum disappeared recently." Rai put his hands on the back of his head while holding a cigarette, and said interestingly: "I don't know if he is looking for the boss, or if he is planning something secretly."

"Ah," Lancer seemed to have remembered something and asked Rai, "Do you know about Noah's Ark?"

"That advanced intelligent artificial intelligence? I seem to have heard that Conan kid mention it..."

Looking at the ridiculous scene in front of him, Belmode felt as if he was dreaming.

why?

Why did the once silver bullet leave the organization and come back again?

It is absolutely impossible for people in the organization to believe him! Why has even gin changed?

"Gin! Tell me, what's going on?" Bermod interrupted their conversation, and finally pointed his finger at Rai unbearably, asking: "Aren't you afraid that he will tell the FBI all the inside stories of our organization? ?”

Several men looked at her silently.

After a long time, Rai let out a sneer.

The laughter seemed to be mocking Belmod, which made the fire in the woman's heart even more intense.

She frowned and said, "What are you laughing at? Are you tired of being in the FBI and have joined the organization again?"

Rye squinted at her.

The two of them never got along because of the incident in New York.

Even in the subsequent confrontation, Akai Shuichi even described her as a rotten apple, which made Belmode hate him a lot.

Now, Rai, who has become a member of the organization, picked his ears with his little finger and said calmly: "What's wrong with this? Things are just as you expected. I am working for the organization - no, I am working for you. The young master in front of me is doing something."

Lancer, who was teasing the cat, was cueed. He raised the cat teasing stick in his hand and waved it with a smile, then continued to play with the cat.

Under Belmod's disbelieving gaze, Gin said coldly: "I invited him to join the team. Is there any problem?"

Belmod: "..."

What's the problem?

Big problem!

This feeling is like your best friend falling in love with a scumbag you hate, and then you two break up, and I keep telling you to be cruel and unfeeling to him, but in the end you two get together and even get married!

What other questions do you ask me? !

Is this any different from a backstab?

what? !

In shock, Gin nodded to her, "Sit down and talk."

After being released from solitary confinement, Belmode borrowed their bathroom to take a bath and clean himself thoroughly.

In the past, gin was extremely rough. Although it was very generous, it rarely paid attention to itself.

His bathroom is always clean with only one towel in it.

But this time, bottles and jars of various hair care and skin care products filled the entire bathing space, which made Belmod couldn't help but sigh, Gin has really changed.

Brought to me by that boy Lancer!

[System: People change. This eldest sister always clings to the past. Can't she look to the future and see more of the flowers and plants outside? 】

Lancer sighed while she was washing: "Has she grown mushrooms after being in there for so long?"

Gin Jiu said ruthlessly: "Maybe it stinks."

Rai: "..."

The mouths of these two people are more vicious than him.

By the time Belmode could sit down and talk to them calmly about business, it was already past the time when the room was brightest.

Belmode glanced at the skylight outside the window with nostalgia, then sat down on the sofa wearing a bathrobe.

"What do you want me to do?"

There are naturally conditions for letting her leave such a dark place.

Lancer asked: "Are you familiar with Mr. Xun?"

Belmode was stunned for a moment, then showed a disdainful expression: "I am not familiar with a man who relies on marrying into a wife to be appreciated."

"Then do you know who he associates with in the Karasuma family?"

"On the surface, they are all descendants of the Karasuma family, and they are likely to inherit the ownership of the organization in the future. Under normal circumstances, they do not interact with each other. But sometimes, for a little benefit, they can communicate secretly."

Lancer, who had been studying a book recently, was slightly startled, and looked at Gin in confusion: "Is this how the secret song is used?"

Gin didn't say anything, just reached out and touched his head.

[System: Your husband doesn’t dislike you for your poor brain. It’s really touching! 】

Lancer: Get out!

After being asked these inexplicable questions, Belmod seemed to have guessed something: "Mr. Xun is dead?"

"Smart." Lancer gave her a thumbs up.

"There are many people watching us outside. Although we don't know their purpose, they are probably someone who is panicked because we got rid of Mr. Xun. Maybe one day they can't help it anymore and they will attack us."

"Then I have no choice but to wish them success." Belmode lit a cigarette, and then noticed that Lancer frowned deeply.

She thought she had offended the young master again and looked down at herself.

"how?"

Lancer scanned the three of them and pushed the ashtray toward the middle.

The young man said seriously: "I may not die from someone else's assassination, but from your second-hand smoke."

The three of them puffed away together, and Lancer felt like he was about to become an immortal.

As a result, after Lancer finished saying this, the three people who disliked each other laughed in unison.

[System: A strange tacit understanding appears. 】

The atmosphere was lightening, and someone came from outside and sent an invitation letter.

"Oh, Mr. Xun's funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, and the housekeeper invited us to attend."

"Do you also send invitations to funerals these days?"

Belmode saw it through at a glance, "It's a limited edition! It's just for you."