Vest life from scratch

When Chacha returned to the assembly point, she was still wearing the beautiful red dress given by the fraudster.Ley was half a step behind him, staring at the flamboyant skirt of the red dress, thinking about the series of things that happened just now.

He seemed to have missed some crucial clue, but he couldn't recall why for a while.

... Is it an illusion?

No, it shouldn't be.

Before he could think about it, Chacha next to him spoke in a gentle female voice:

"Do you want to be my subordinate, Ley? Regardless of whether it is important or not, the intelligence inside the organization will be given away for free according to my mood. The salary, treatment and benefits are all favorable, and the more opportunities for meritorious deeds, the higher the probability of promotion."

Ley is sure that Chacha has bad intentions, but the opportunity behind the risk still makes him hesitate.

"There is no need to hesitate, and there is no need to be uneasy."

With a brisk turn of Chacha's pace, the red skirt fluttered and approached Lai who was behind her.He gently lifted the opponent's chin, and without any sense of distance, he brought his lips close to the opponent's ear, and puffed his warm breath to the opponent's ear in a wicked way.Unlike other people he had treated like this in the past, such a feigned intimacy made Ley shiver uncomfortably.

Chacha raised her eyebrows in surprise, feeling in her heart that the charm of evil gods has a terrible effect on people who only have justice in their hearts, but they still maintain a low and gentle whisper:

"If you are willing to pay a small price, you can get everything you want."

"……Feel sorry."

Ley was silent for a moment before answering, not because he was lost in thought, but because he was simply not used to being so close to Chacha, and his reaction was delayed by half a beat.Probably because he felt that this was a bit of a refusal to welcome, in order to show his firm attitude, he refused again in a sure tone that you can't even think about: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"Boring sense of justice." Chacha switched back to a male voice, and distanced herself rather bored, "Since you reject me, it's best not to appear in front of me in the future——I don't care about anyone who disagrees with me. Have extra patience."

As he spoke, he rubbed the ring on his hand three times before waving to the front.

As soon as Rye looked up, he saw Gin's Porsche 356A, and Barceló was rolling down the passenger window and looking over here.Chacha opened the rear door in three steps and got in the car in two steps, and practiced her determination not to breathe the same air with him for another second.

Barcelo rolled up the window, Vodka kicked the accelerator.

The Porsche 356A left him alone and walked away.

Standing alone in the wilderness with no villages or shops behind, Ley took out his mobile phone with no signal and looked at it: "..."

He can only choose to be self-reliant, walk to the road where there should be vehicles passing by not far away, and then walk along the road to try to find a ride.

I don't know how long he walked along this empty road, and finally a fiery red sports car honked its horn and stopped steadily beside Ley.The woman in the driver's seat coquettishly stroked the golden rose in her hair, her gilt eyes flashed an intoxicating smile: "Hi, handsome guy, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"As for the fare—" she drew out her tone, "how about paying for it with a good night?"

Almost suffocating silence.

"Just joking with you, Ley, please don't mind." Noticing Ley's vigilant eyes with subtle murderous intent, the woman leaned on the steering wheel and blew a kiss to him lazily, "My code name is Jin Meigui, a non-staff member of the organization, is currently the direct subordinate of the organization's third leader, if you don't believe me, you can ask any senior member."

Ley got into her car without a word.

"Good determination." The woman nodded appreciatively, the golden rose in her hair swaying slightly with her movements, "Sit down."

Some kind of mysterious sixth sense forced Ley to fasten the seat belt that he hadn't fastened since the day he set up the cool guy character.

In the next second, the roadster accelerated suddenly.

With a gentle smile on her face, the woman drove with lightning speed all the way. In just half an hour, she completed the journey that would have taken more than an hour and arrived at the apartment Ley rented.The long blond hair that has survived the test of the strong wind and is still neat is in stark contrast to Ley's long hair that was almost blown into a bird's nest by the wind.

After the sports car came to a complete stop, Ley wanted to get out of the car immediately.

He had just unbuckled his seat belt and opened the co-pilot door of the sports car to say goodbye, but the woman suddenly lowered her voice: "Rookie, let me give you a piece of advice. If you want to be in this organization, you don't have to go against your heart and you can still live." longer, then use all means to please Lord Cider."

"There are very, very few people who can interest Lord Apple Cider. Fortunately, those who do not fall into his eyes, even thoughtful flattery is a different kind of offense to the Lord; but those who unfortunately fall into his eyes For those people, refusal will only bring pain and death—and congratulations, you have now completely offended Lord Cider to death, the most unfortunate but also the luckiest newcomer."

The expression on the woman's face is a kind of schadenfreude mixed with pity, and it seems to be a kind of empathetic sorrow.

For a moment of trance, he was kicked out of the car by the woman.The woman laughed heartily at him and stepped on the gas pedal, laughing like a real madman and shouting:

"Struggle to survive! In this piece of hell you never imagined!"

The whistling wind gradually faded away with the thundering motor sound, but he caught the faint blessing in the woman's words:

— to live.Don't be like me.

Ley tightened his right hand.

The memory card that the woman stuffed before was deeply embedded in his palm.

The first thing he did when he returned to his residence was to try his best to hand over the memory card to his liaison officer.

Then I went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, when he checked his appearance in the mirror, he didn't notice—or even if he noticed, he would subconsciously ignore it—a flower bloomed in the depths of his pupils that was similar to that of that person. A golden rose that is generally unmistakable in women's hair.

Chacha casually rubbed the wedding ring on her ring finger, another petal decorated with transparent roses was filled with gold that only he could see, and the golden petals reflected the scene in front of Ley.

This means that the evil god he believes in has a new high-quality family member.

As for whether this family member is voluntary or involuntary...

Whatever it is, since you have accepted the gift He gave you, you must give Him all your faith.

This is the evil god's strong buying and strong selling.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips into a smile.

Noticing that Vodka was peeking at him through the rearview mirror, he also gave him a contented smile.

Before Chacha got into the car, the appearance of a woman in a red dress shocked Vodka.

The gorgeous woman's black hair is like a waterfall, and the dim street lights on the road illuminate her bright red lip and red nails, making them glow with a moving and beautiful luster.The delicate makeup turned her face into a doll, and the dark red colored contact lenses covered the love pupils, making those eyes look like glass products.

Doll-like features have always been an admiration for beauty, but it would be a horror story if people were really that doll-like.

As soon as this thought flashed through Vodka's mind, Chacha laughed inexplicably.

The way Chacha in men's clothing smiles has a creepy sense of danger, but the way Chacha in women's clothing smiles is so beautiful that no matter what she does, she takes it for granted.

Vodka's heart thumped and jumped with her smile, and the car also fluctuated with her mood.

Barceló coughed lightly.

The car was immediately smooth and stable.

Vodka sent Chacha and Barcelone to the Rose Mansion, and was shocked by the never-before-seen luminous roses in that garden.He secretly watched Barcelo respectfully ask Chacha to get off the car like a qualified deacon, and then secretly watched their backs as they walked into the mansion through the rearview mirror.

Under Chacha's constantly swaying red dress, the silk straps of her high-heeled shoes fell loosely for a short period, revealing the weird thorn pattern on her left foot that wrapped around her ankle.Black thorn patterns form a wonderful plant, and vodka happens to know this plant.

Buddleia.

Symbolizes faith.

Chacha looked back and smiled at him in the rearview mirror.

The light white moonlight mixed with the pink light of the rose and sprinkled on his long hair, creating a soft halo.

His hair swayed with the wind, and a soft halo spread out, making the difference between the pure black wig and the dark red real hair with a slight sense of dried blood more obvious.The dark red color contact lenses seemed to turn into a prism in a kaleidoscope, and the dazzling bright red love heart was lit up in the blink of an eye.

He blinked and tossed a wink on the vodka.

The eyes behind the vodka sunglasses gradually became hollow.

But he still carried Gin out of the Rose Mansion without any abnormalities, naturally asked Gin about things he didn't understand in the mission just now, shrunk his head and shut up obediently after being reprimanded, and even Gin failed the whole process. See a little abnormal.

It wasn't until he got out of the car with Gin that he briefly pulled off his sunglasses and glanced at the rearview mirror, staring at the golden rose that grew wildly in the depths of his pupils.

After only looking at it for a moment, he pushed the sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose, and followed Gin's back as intently as in the past.

"Darkness breeds evil, and evil breeds more evil."

Chacha emotionally touched another golden rose petal, and whispered to Barceló in a warning tone.

"Bacelo, keep your unique self, and don't be swallowed by any darkness and evil. I would rather have justice that has been distorted by malice in my heart, and never accept the gift of golden roses like them. Remember that it is free. The most expensive thing in the world."

He stroked Barceló's cheek affectionately:

"—Since you have decided to become a dog, you only need to be my dog ​​alone. Anyone who wants to snatch you from me, even if you show your fangs to them, teach them how to treat other people's property by biting. respect."

Barcelo didn't speak, he obediently put his cheek on Chacha's hand for a while, and distanced himself from Chacha again.

"I need to go back and deal with... my identity as a Japanese public security officer." He asked in a low voice, "After I deal with it, I can finally feel without guilt that I have dedicated everything to you."

Chacha didn't feel surprised at all and waved to him: "Have a good trip, come back early."

He waited until Barcelo left in the dark and listened to the whole process of sake before poking his head out.

When he stayed in the Rose Mansion where there were no outsiders, he took off his medical mask, frankly revealing most of his face below the eyes.The skin damaged by the strong corrosive medicine can only be said to be unsightly. The residual medicine is constantly fighting against his own resilience. Only special plasters can slightly relieve the severe pain caused.

"He goes back this time... the chance of surviving is not high."

Sake slowly expressed his conjecture:

"The Japanese public security should have compared the news from Barceló and the newcomer. I'm afraid it has basically confirmed that Barcelo concealed information about you."

"...If Barceló doesn't go back, they won't be able to stretch out their hands to do anything to him. But once he returns to the territory of the police, in order to save their own face and keep the name of the hero alive, He will definitely be killed on the spot, and then the blame for killing him will be pushed on your head."

Chacha responded to his speculation with noncommittal silence.

Sake thought for a while again, but still hesitantly confirmed Chacha's thoughts: "Are you going to let him...join the council?"

For this question, Chacha did not continue to remain silent, but replied ambiguously:

"If he dies before me."

The author has something to say: vv: Miserable, gin, miserable.

Ome: xs, although the winner is vodka, but we all know that the loser will only be gin

Girlfriend: hhhhhhhhh

Me: (eye shift)