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

"This is a pass that allows you to board the cruise ship. Because President Uehara has a somewhat conservative character, so as long as the pass has the guest's name written on it and has the D company's gold-plated logo, you can board the ship directly."

Okino Yoko took out two paper invitations from her bag and handed them to Lancer.

After hearing her explanation, Lancer couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"So simple? Then this thing should be easy to forge, right?"

If he had known it was this kind of thing, wouldn't he have just asked someone in the organization to get him two?

But Okino Yoko shook his head, covered his mouth and smiled: "Of course, there are anti-counterfeiting measures here. Touch it and see if the touch under those lines is different from other places?"

This reminded Lancer of the method of detecting banknotes.

He felt it, and it seemed that this was really the case.

"I heard that it will be a sign of machine verification and anti-counterfeiting. I don't think anyone would bother making forged invitations for a banquet, right?"

Lancer smiled and thanked her, "But is it okay if I take both of them? How are you and your agent going to get there?"

"If some of our team members don't plan to participate, I'll just use theirs when the time comes."

As he spoke, Okino Yoko leaned into his ear and whispered: "When the time comes, you must introduce the person you are confessing to to me!"

Lancer: "..."

[System: Laughing to death, as soon as Gin appeared, she would be so frightened that she fainted on the spot. Even if she has been acting as an actress for so long, she has probably never seen a hostage and a kidnapper together, right? 】

"By the way, when I came here just now, I saw your expressions were very strange." Lancer glanced towards the door, "Especially that lady, she always regards me as a pervert. Why on earth?"

Hearing this, Okino Yoko turned around and saw the girl who had previously shaken her fist at Lancer with her arms folded and looking at the two of them warily.

It seems that as soon as Lancer makes a small move against Okino Yoko, she will rush over and beat Lancer violently.

Okino Yoko couldn't laugh or cry: "Her name is Mai, she is the new assistant and bodyguard my agent has found for me. Because I have also encountered a little trouble recently - my personal belongings have been lost inexplicably these days, it is very possible that It was taken away by someone."

"Oh. No wonder you all looked panicked just now." Lance held his chin in thought. "This kind of fan seems to be called..."

"Illegitimate meal." The woman named Mai at the door said coldly, with disgust that could not be concealed in her tone.

"It refers to the kind of rude guy who only wants to get close to his idol, has no sense of boundaries, and behaves offensively and even hurts the idol himself."

Although Lancer felt that everything in this sentence did not fit him, but from the look in this woman's eyes, it seemed that he was the target of the scolding.

Taking a deep breath, Lancer said seriously: "I think the problem may lie with the people around you. Only people who are close to you can have access to your personal belongings."

Hearing this, Okino Yoko also nodded.

"My agent and I think so too, but because we are usually very busy, it's already very late every time we find out something is missing..."

Lancer smiled and said: "Well, I have a very crappy solution here. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Eh?"

Okino Yoko put her ear to the table, and under the strange gaze of Miss Mai, she nodded humbly, probably agreeing with what he said.

At the sunniest time of the day, Lancer walked out of the TV station.

He took off his work badge and threw it to the side of the road. Then he opened the door of a Porsche parked on the side of the road and got into the passenger seat.

Gin was resting on the back of the chair with his arms folded, a hat covering his face to block the light coming in from the outside.

But the pure black top hat was quickly taken away, and the sun burned his face for a moment, making Gin feel raging in his heart.

Soon, the covering black shadow blocked the sunlight, and something warm was pressed against his cold lips, transferring the appropriate body temperature.

Gin subconsciously bit the other person's lips and pushed himself inside.

The smell of cigarette smoke still lingered in the car, along with the ambiguous sound of water, which gradually subsided.

After a long time, Gin asked him in a hoarse voice: "Did you get the things?"

Lancer took his hand and touched it inside his coat.

[System: Can you communicate normally? If it doesn’t work, I’ll code it! 】

Soon, Gin's hand took out two pieces of paper from the lining pocket of the leather jacket, which seemed a little surprising.

"These days, people still use paper invitations?"

Lancer retracted his upper body from the driver's seat and fumbled for the seat belt from behind.

He teased: "Isn't this your favorite? You are an old antique yourself."

In a way, President Uehara was able to join the organization, which shows that it is not without reason.

Gin chuckled, opened it and took a look, and was keenly aware of the key inside.

"There is an embossing for anti-counterfeiting."

"Good eyesight. If Yoko Okino hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about it."

"You should find out more about them when you have time." Gin put the two invitations into his windbreaker pocket. "When you go out, you can't not recognize your own things."

Lancer was already thinking about which restaurant to go to for dinner, but when he heard this sentence, he was a little dumbfounded.

"What do you mean?"

“This anti-counterfeiting and identifiable embossing was originally created by the counterfeiting department of our organization.”

Lancer: "..."

I really like the organization to grow bigger and stronger, and I feel at home wherever I go.

At a certain high-end seafood restaurant, two enthusiastic guys had already arrived.

This restaurant only offers private rooms, so it's a perfect place for conversation.

Lancer yawned and arrived at the restaurant. He told the lady at the front desk the room number he had arranged for, and he and Gin were taken to the door.

After entering the door, Rai was smoking a cigarette, while Bourbon was lying on the tatami, his eyes closed and his cheeks a little red from drunkenness.

It looked like he lay down and fell asleep after drinking too much.

Lancer twitched his lips, "Beast! Don't you guys pick your own place?"

Rai glanced at him sideways: "What rubbish are you talking about?"

His eyes were filled with contempt.

After sitting down cross-legged, the deflated Lancer turned to look at Gin, hoping that this "confession partner" would make him angry.

But Gin sat down and knocked on the table, "Move this garbage and talk about the actions in two days."

Oh, I have a career background, but he is a love brain.

Tears.