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

Logically speaking, Lancer is Camu's direct boss and the person who saved his life.

But Camus always had special respect for Gin, as if Gin was the one who had the kindness to know and rebuild him.

It made Lancer's heart sour as if he had eaten ten lemons.

But today we had to talk about business, so Lancer didn't care too much.

He watched Gin pick up the USB flash drive and put it into Lancer's hand. He chewed his cigarette and asked, "Which gentleman contacts Bomore frequently?"

Kamu hesitated, not knowing how to describe it.

He slowly said: "They are in single-line communication. I have never seen them talking on the phone. It's just that Bomore ran outside again and again, so I guessed this."

Hearing this, Gin's fingers on his legs moved slightly, and his brows tightened imperceptibly.

Kamu continued: "Originally, he was acting alone, but then he called more and more helpers, and it seemed that his opponents became more and more difficult to deal with. So I..."

Realizing that he seemed to have said too much, Kamu quickly explained: "I don't want to complain to you or ask for help, I just feel that his actions are getting weirder and weirder..."

Why does it feel like it's getting darker and darker with each stroke?

Lancer's eyes moved away from the USB flash drive, and he put it away naturally, feeling a little inexplicably happy.

Seeing Lancer's pursed lips, Rai couldn't help but think of the black cat they kept in the tube building.

It seems to do the same thing when its eyes are cunning.

These two people really have no bottom line when it comes to showing off.

When Kamu couldn't continue, Gin said calmly: "It seems that you are worried about him, otherwise you wouldn't have come to tell me this."

He said this, but Kamu did not deny it. He just lowered his head deeply, looking embarrassed but with a firm attitude.

Lancer suggested: "Then when we are not busy later, let's go have a drink with Bomore and see what he is up to."

The small wine glass on the table was poured into the clear texture, thick and mellow taste of Laobaigan. Lancer raised the wine glass in his hand, "After all, it sounds like Bomore's actions are secretly doing something to betray the organization. Hopefully he won’t let us down.”

After hearing what he said, Kamu didn't dare to reach out for the wine glass in front of him.

Lancer urged him: "Drink, why don't you drink?"

"Drink!" In the barbecue restaurant, the guests at other tables seemed to respond to Lancer's call, raising their small wine glasses high and singing a toast.

Lancer: "..."

Damn it, I'm organizing a team building, what are they doing?

Because it's not dinner time yet, there aren't many customers in the store.

In addition to the four people at their table, there were also middle-aged and elderly people having dinner several tables away from them. There were three young men sitting in a corner, as well as a barbecue restaurant owner and a weaver who were reading a newspaper in the empty seat next to the counter. The sweater boss lady.

The gray-haired uncles were very noisy, probably because they were drunk, and crimson appeared on everyone's cheeks and noses.

They were all chatting about their past deeds. One boasted that his listed company was doing well, another brought out his promising children to show off, and one sounded like a gambler with dirty hands. , but I didn’t know where I made a windfall recently, so I was very generous.

It was Ogissan, the gambler, who was clamoring for a drink just now.

Lancer suddenly lost all interest.

He languidly wrapped a piece of meat in the perilla leaves he held, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Gin pushed the sauce plate in front of him, and saw that he had a confused expression because he had no dipping sauce, so he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Why does your expression look like you've been poured cold water on it?" Rai seemed to be full. He took out a cigarette but didn't light it. Instead, he became curious about Lancer's reaction.

Lancer sighed faintly: "Hey, when I think that I might be as greasy as them when I grow old, I lose my appetite at all."

This seemed to have hit Gin's sensitive spot. His hand playing with the lighter paused slightly, and his eyelids drooped, covering all his gaze.

If you say this, Rai will not feel sleepy.

He glanced at Gin with interest and whispered: "What does it matter? You won't grow old, and maybe you won't die either..."

Suddenly, the door of the barbecue restaurant was pushed open from the outside, and a clear young voice came in from the outside. The other party grinned broadly and said: "You won't die if you drink a little!"

Lancer: I hate guys who can always seamlessly connect with what others are saying.

But why does this person's voice sound so familiar?

Not only Lancer, but also Rai was slightly startled when he heard the voice, and then inadvertently glanced at the door.

The person coming is Sera Masumi, an androgynous girl who claims to be a high school detective. Because she has short hair and a relatively flat figure, and her voice is clear and has a youthful air, she is always mistaken for him. It's a boy.

And today, she wore casual casual clothes and came to the barbecue restaurant with her friends. Those friends all seemed to be about the same age as her, and most of them were still students at school.

It's okay for students to come to the restaurant to eat barbecue, but if they want to drink alcohol, I'm afraid it's a bit too far.

However, Lancer was concerned about another thing.

He looked at Rai, who was holding up the water glass, and said with a smile: "Are you trying to cover your face to prevent her from recognizing you? Don't bother with it. With your disguise, no matter who looks at you, they will I think you are the one..."

"You'd better not say that name." Rai put the wine glass back on the table, seeming a little irritable.

Gin, who didn't know what happened, asked: "Do you know her?"

Lancer smiled and said: "Not only do we know each other, but we are also very familiar with them."

Knowing that Gin's memory was really not very good, Lancer stood by and reminded him at the right time: "She chased us when we were in Hokkaido."

But in the end, he went to the hospital because of serious injuries. Unexpectedly, he had already recovered from his illness.

Hearing this, Rai frowned slightly: "Pursuit? What happened next?"

Lancer snorted, "Later... you'll know later after seeing her reaction."

Sure enough, when Sera Masumi entered the BBQ restaurant, he glanced at all the customers in the restaurant and then saw Lancer.

This guy even waved to him when his eyes met his.

Sera Masumi seemed to be irritated, and her face that was full of smiles not long ago became horribly distorted in an instant.

The flames of hatred in her eyes almost burst out.