Stand-in messenger at the winery

After a rare good night's sleep, Sha Luo got up and picked up his mobile phone. Except for the birthday emails automatically sent by some merchants to senior members, there was no other news.

Exclude editorial reminders.

As a pigeon with no conscience, Sha Luo did not hesitate to blacklist the new phone number of his editor.

Finding that the water in the room had been drunk, she dragged the cotton mop from the hotel and walked out the door.

That guy didn't come knocking on her door again today. In the hall, Toru Amuro was arranging the plates. There was a lot of food on the long dining table, and the Eggs Benedict seemed to be trembling just out of the oven.

Moving his eyes slightly, Shaluo could still see the shopping bags on the sofa.

"It's the spare clothes I bought at a nearby store," the man carrying the plate smiled and raised his head, "Happy birthday, Mr. Morishita."

So he was celebrating his birthday?Somewhat curiously, Shaluo walked around the dining table, and Shaluo found a lot of American-style food, including berry waffles, French fries and the like.

She was not flattered by such treatment. After all, when she was with Belmode, she never stopped enjoying various material things. On her birthday, she would also have high-end restaurants and flowing luxury as gifts.

In that woman's point of view, she doesn't have the consciousness of treating girls harshly, and the staggering consumption is just a daily routine for a big star like her.

In comparison, today's treatment is more simple. Shaluo picked up a piece of fried chicken and happily chewed the crispy coat, but junk food is always addictive, isn't it?However, the person who was only acting as a temporary partner could still consider this, which surprised her, and the other party seemed to know that she had lived in the United States for a long time.

"You don't have to do this." Picking up the shopping bag, Sha Luo found that there were only basic shirts and jeans inside. They were a choice that would never go wrong, but the size was a little too suitable. "This so-called birthday is just a certificate." It’s just meaningless information on the Internet.”

The birthday that she would really "celebrate" and "receive gifts" was another day, a... day when she walked into this dark world.

Few people remember this birthday anymore. The date of her real birth is irrelevant to the people in the organization. It is better to say that you have to abandon everything to become a member of the organization.

However, when disguising the information, she still filled in this date that no one knew about by mistake.

"Thank you anyway."

Although he had just woken up, it was already past the time for breakfast. Shaluo sat at the dining table and ate the brunch leisurely.

Toru Amuro also sat opposite, "So isn't your real birthday today?"

"That kind of thing, whatever it is." A fork pierced the egg, and the semi-solid egg liquid slid down, soaking the soft shell, "It's not important."

Sha Luo took a bite, "It's you, when is your birthday?" She smiled and shook the fork in her hand at him.

"March 21*," Toru Amuro replied after a three-second pause, "It's true."

"Really." He wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Then out of etiquette, I should tell you the real birthday too." Looking at Toru Amuro's focused eyes.

Sha Luo smiled slyly, "I lied to you──"

"I won't tell you," she jumped off her chair, ran to the bar and poured herself a cup of coffee, "a piece of advice."

Add half a cup of milk and two cubes of sugar to a coffee mug, "Forget about these things, the least meaningful thing to an organization is age and birthday."

"This is also the thing that should not be inquired into." Taking a sip of coffee, Shaluo narrowed his eyes happily, "especially for high-level personnel."

"Oh, is there any explanation in this?" The tip of his tongue unconsciously licked the roof of his mouth, and Toru Amuro tried his best to control his tone, not to appear too excited, but also not to be unreasonably calm.

He still remembered the shot that brushed his hair yesterday.

So, just the right amount of curiosity and casual question marks is the most appropriate.

"Well," Sha Laura said in a long voice after licking the coffee foam from the corner of her mouth, "it's because I want to maintain a sense of mystery."

"After all, she is a big shot." After she finished speaking, she stood up, picked up the box containing the small cake, and stirred it with a fork, making the colorfully decorated cake messy, but she got another things──

"Really? Sister Belmode." A small cufflink-shaped bug appeared in Sharo's hand, with sweet cream sticking to it.

Crushing the bug in Amuro's wide-eyed eyes, Sara sent the piece of cake into the trash can.

"So," she put the cream on her finger into her mouth, "don't be too confident about your situation, Mr. Amuro."

When she saw that piece of cake, she knew who made it. The green mousse-shaped cake smelled like anise, and she was just shouting about her identity.

Absinthe is also known as the Green Muse, and its main feature is the herbal flavor of fennel. As for how it escaped Amuro Toru's eyes, it should be that Belmode made up as a deliveryman.

The phone rang, and Sharo quickly connected.

"It's so naughty, Vera," Belmode's voice came from the other end of the phone, which was modified by electric current to make it seem unreal, "I just want to care about you."

"After all, it's always right to be more careful about the people around you when you're out." She should be riding on a motorcycle, and Shaluo could hear the whistling wind, "And just don't go too far, after all, we still need some partners .”

"Don't worry, I know all about it." Shaluo walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked around and drew the curtains, and the room became much darker in a short while, "But Sister Belmode, since she is here, she is gone. Is it on my side?"

She has left.

"Hmph, I don't know you yet? You must be sleeping late." Lowering his body, Belmode rushed out, "I still have drafts to catch up, but I don't have that much time."

"Then Sister Belmode has worked hard." Shaluo said briskly with a lock of hair around her chest.

Being hung up...Looking at the mobile phone that gave out the busy signal, Sharo twirled his fingertips and put it into the hidden pocket of his sleeve.

"Let's go." Picking up the shopping bag, Sha Luo turned on her toes and entered the bathroom. She changed her clothes in a few minutes, "It's time for us to go."

She even put on concealer and lipstick, the dark circles under her eyes disappeared, and a touch of red on her lips added blood, and she felt much more energetic.

"The two killers haven't returned yet, so the mayor should start worrying." Pulling Amuro Toru out of the hotel, Sharo tied his hair into a ball, "We'll finish work today."

According to Sha Luo's instructions, Toru Amuro quickly drove the car to the downstairs of a branch of the Huajiuhui.

"It's really rich." Looking up at the whole building, Sha Luo felt emotional. "Human trafficking, drug/products, and the killer industry are all profiteering."

Walking into another building, Sharo waved at Toru Amuro, "I will assist you with a sniper rifle on the other side," she smiled, "But don't get too hopeful."

"After all, my marksmanship is pretty bad." Facing Toru Amuro's stunned look, she was confident, "Didn't I say, don't expect anything from me in terms of force value?"

It wasn't like that when you took away the KGB yesterday... Toru Amuro twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Don't worry, you don't need to take action."

"That's good."

That being said, entering the building, Toru Amuro felt that everything was too quiet when he escaped several surveillance cameras and arrived at the most central office.

On the other side, after setting up the sniper, Shaluo spread out the notebook, and the substitute ability "formula book" was activated.

"Let me see what's going on now." Amuro Toru's page was still glowing gray due to insufficient information. After filling in the birthdays detected this morning, Shaluo was surprised to find that the gray color had faded. a little.

He actually gave a real birthday?When Sha Luo raised his eyebrows, it was much more convenient.

Maybe the guy's intel will be unlocked soon.

Turning the page, Sha Luo couldn't help saying "Huh." The boss of the branch of the Huajiuhui was actually dead.

Naturally, the killer was not Toru Amuro who had just entered the building, but a somewhat familiar name──"Lin Xianming," chewing on the name, the name of the flower country he saw a few days ago flashed through Shaluo's mind, "Lin Qiao May, sounds like family."

"Could it be brothers and sisters?" Sha Luo lowered his eyes slightly, "Could it be that they came alone to avenge my sister?"

"Hello," Sharo called Toru Amuro, "The situation has changed, the boss is dead."

"I've figured it out," Toru Amuro lifted the eyelids of the person who fell on the boss's chair, and he was convinced that this guy was already dead. "What should I do next?"

"Is the body still there?" "Yes."

"Then cut off his head." Sha Luo put away the spy, took out another mobile phone from his pocket, and flipped to the mocking text message, "It's enough to be used as a threat."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and dialed out the phone number left by the text message, "Hello, is this Bodo's intelligence office?"

She said bluntly, "Help me find a person named Lin Xianming."