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Regardless of how many years Bourbon's heart turned when he heard Akai Shuichi's words on the other side, Silla, who had activated her own power on the other side, had already stood firmly on a certain carriage, raised her head and started looking for someone.

The timing was just right, and Curacao had successfully recovered her memory at this moment, and then used the mobile phone of the public security policeman Yuya Kazami who was subdued by her to call Belmode who was watching with a telescope in the distance .

"It's me." Curacao and Belmode, who have beautiful long white hair and heterochromatic pupils, spoke very coldly. "When will you pick me up?"

"As expected, you have recovered." Hearing Curacao's voice on the other end of the phone, Belmode didn't take the other party's cold attitude to heart. The friendship between the two of them was originally maintained by Silla. For a while, when the news of Sira's death after being attacked by the public security police spread, there was no need for emotional contact between the two of them.

What's more, Curacao and Belmode had some disagreements about the life and death of Sila.

Belmode didn't care that much about whether Silla was really dead. If she died, she would die, but it would be fine if she didn't die, but broke away from the organization and lived incognito somewhere in the world. , she didn't feel that living in the organization was a happy thing, so Belmode simply regarded her as dead.

Curacao is different from her.

She was picked up by Sira back then, so naturally she has different feelings for Sira, although she also knows that if Sira's mental ability is so simple, she will be killed by the public security police or she doesn't want to live anymore Either there is an inner ghost, or... She has other purposes and wants to use this to break away from the organization.

Unlike Belmode's turning a blind eye, she is more concerned about what Silla's real state is at the moment.

If she is really dead, then she will find a way to destroy the organization to avenge her. If it is because of the ghost, then she will catch the ghost and cut him into pieces. If she uses this to escape Organizational excuses, then...

She also wants her own freedom.

Curacao thought so, and recalled the information about Bourbon he saw on the list, and the hatred suddenly surged in his heart.

If Bourbon is the ghost...then Silla is indeed very likely to be caught by the public security police without defense, because even she probably would not have thought that the person next to her pillow was an undercover agent.

"...Speaking of which, it was you who sent the message just now."

"?"

"It's the email you just sent to Rum about the innocence of Bourbon and Keir."

How can it be? !

I can't wait to smash bourbon to ashes!

Hearing Belmode's words, Curaçao opened his mouth emotionally and was just about to refute, then the entire Ferris wheel suddenly shook and stopped spinning abruptly with a creak.

She looked up through the glass window, wondering what was going on.

Then he met a pair of familiar eyes.

"……oo……"

After Curaçao met those blue eyes, he opened his mouth and almost called out the other person's name. Fortunately, Sira Xiaoxiao, who noticed her expression at the moment, stretched out his index finger in front of his mouth, and made a gesture towards her. There was a "shh" movement.

Curacao shut his mouth hastily.

"What's the matter, I heard a loud noise just now." Belmode on the other end of the phone didn't realize what happened, she was shocked by the harsh creaking sound of the ferris wheel that stopped suddenly just now, He rubbed his ear with one hand and put on the bluetooth headset in a different direction.

"It's nothing, the Ferris wheel seems to be a bit of a card owner." Curacao recovered and replied hastily, "About the question just now, of course I sent the text message."

"That's right, that's good." Belmode was still rubbing her ears at the moment, and didn't care much about Curacao's undulating voice on the other end of the phone. I want to get out of the shackles of the police as soon as possible, so I feel a little impatient.

"Gin will come to pick you up soon, just wait there for a few minutes."

"I understand."

I don't know if it's Belmode's illusion, but why does she feel that Curacao's answering voice is a bit impatient.

Does she want to go back to the organization so much?

It seems that Gong An really put a lot of pressure on her.

Who wants to go back to that dilapidated winery with Syrah? !

Curacao said that the reason for his excitement must have nothing to do with gin.

She hung up the phone, and at the same time, those pair of heterochromatic pupils were staring at Sira who was slowly walking towards her outside the window.

Those eyes were full of excitement.

"I... didn't dream..."

She whispered softly, and put one hand on her forehead, wanting to test whether she was hallucinating due to physiological reasons at this moment.

Fortunately, she saw Silla just now before answering the key question. Since she is not dead, it means that Bourbon and her are on the same line. They must have reached some kind of agreement to release such fake news...

It would be a bad thing if she revealed Bourbon's identity just now in agitation.

"What are you thinking about?"

Sira quickly jumped to the front of Curacao's carriage in three steps and two steps, as if taking a walk, she stretched out her hand and knocked on the door of the carriage, and then didn't see any special movements from her, and opened the lock with a squeak. The door of the dead carriage opened.

Then Curacao saw the woman he had dreamed of standing in front of him with a familiar smile, and the upward arc of the corner of her mouth did not change at all.

"Silly?"

Seeing Curacao staring at herself blankly, Sira thought she was still in a state of amnesia at the moment, but she didn't know why the lethality was so powerful.

She glanced at Kazami Yuya who was lying on the side, thinking that this was the second time she had seen this policeman, but every time the two met, Kazami Yuya ended in a coma.

Xi La stretched out her hand and patted Curacao's cheek, trying to make him wake up and not freeze in place like a doll with no battery, but who knew that she would be hugged by him in the next second.

Curacao hugged Sira tightly, and confirmed through the temperature of the other person that she was not an illusory illusion.

"I knew you weren't dead."

"..." Silla, who was shocked by Curaçao's sudden action, was just about to speak, but when she heard the other party's voice choked with excitement, she fell silent, and she couldn't help but patted the other party's face. Back, the voice became softer. "Of course I'm not dead, I just don't want to stay in a place where people cannibalize..."

"Now I just want to ask you if you would like to change jobs with me."

As she said this, her blue eyes stared at the reflection of the person on the transparent car window, and her brows and eyes crooked with a smile.

"My Cinderella."

What else could Curacao disagree with?

She was originally a member of Silla, and she only came to work under Rum because of the other party's suggestion before. Now that the Lord came back, she asked herself if she wanted to change jobs. Of course, she did it without saying anything!

"Okay, then you and I will go back downstairs first, on the way you may meet a few little villains who come to snatch people, you don't need to save face, just kill them, and then we have to wait a little longer, and I have to pick someone up. "Silla was not surprised after getting Curacao's answer. She was very confident in her charm and had no doubts about Curacao's loyalty.

Thinking so, she stroked Curaçao's long white hair, and before leaving, she turned to the car window and greeted the woman on the opposite side who was holding a telescope and looking at her.

"……No way……"

At the same time, Belmode, who was sitting on the other side and watched the situation on Curacao's side remotely with a telescope, had dull eyes, and the telescope in his hand almost fell off.

Her water-green eyes were rippling as she looked at the carriage where Curacao was, to be precise, it was the woman in the carriage who covered her very recognizable long orange hair under a black peaked cap.

"He actually came back..."

She whispered softly, her eyes were slightly red.

It was just that he quickly suppressed the sourness that suddenly welled up in his eyes, and just muttered a few words in his mouth.

"It's too much of a coincidence to come here at this time..."

Obviously, the gin will arrive in a few minutes.

Hey, when Gin arrived at the pick-up location and found that Curacao was missing, how would she, the person who had been watching her, explain it?

Could it be that after communicating with Curacao, she went to the bathroom in a moment of urgency and came back and disappeared?

Thinking of this, Belmode rested his chin on one hand, and looked at the carriage with a helpless and indulgent smile, as if he was talking to the woman in the carriage.

"Boldly showing up in front of me so boldly, I'm sure I won't expose you..."

"You guy, really..."

She sighed lightly, and then laughed at herself, "Who made the boss love me so much..."

"Greeting to her?" Curacao walked to the door of the carriage and looked back at Sira, just in time to see her greet out of the window, and suddenly realized that Belmode was watching them not far away.

"Well, after all, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future." Silla nodded, not hiding her intention to say goodbye to Belmode at all.

"That's such a pity." Curacao is someone who has everything going on right now, and even if there was some disagreement between her and Belmode before, it's all gone now.

Anyway, she will always follow Silla. Belmode, who has a clear brand of organization on his body, can't be so close to her no matter how good his relationship with Sira was in the past...

From this point of view, she won.

When she followed Silla back to the central area of ​​the Ferris wheel and saw Bourbon who was still dismantling the bomb, the good mood of finding the lost thing disappeared again.

It was true that she had won Belmode, but she still lost.

Losing to this black-skinned, black-bellied man who somehow got Silla's favor and was an undercover agent.

"...Your movements are really fast."

Bourbon, who was still arguing with Hideichi Akai just now, if it wasn't for the fact that he was still dealing with the bomb, he was about to engage in hand-to-hand combat. He managed to get rid of the bomb controller in hand, and when he looked up, he saw his ex-girlfriend affectionately slapping something that should have belonged to him. Gong An's prey was brought down intact.

The mood suddenly became very bad.

His face, which was already a few shades darker than ordinary people's, was darker now, and his speech was a little dry.

And the fair-skinned, white-haired beauty behind Silla didn't give up much, as if the two were competing whose face could be darker.

"It's okay, I've wasted a lot of time trying to get Cinderella here, and I still have a lot of things to do." Silla didn't take Bourbon's black face to heart. I know that my little boyfriend is jealous, and I don't know how many times I have been blackened because of the Yingyingyanyans around her, and the accumulated jealousy in the family can cause jealousy.

As she said this, she smiled and looked at the two people who were uncomfortable looking at each other, "Cinderella, please wait here for a while, and I will come back to pick you up after I finish my work." She said so Then, he stretched out his hand towards Bourbon, put his palm against the side of his face and squeezed his earlobe, "And this Mr. Mr. Ann, it's best not to try to sneak away while I'm not around." .”

"Otherwise I'll take Harrow home."

She said that with serious eyes.

And there was a flash of emotion in the dark purple eyes on the opposite side.

The author has something to say: Bourbon: As the owner of Harrow, I tell you clearly that you can consider snatching me together