Vest life from scratch

Chacha has been monitoring the situation in the manor with her mobile phone.

He looked indifferently at the group of idiots who were self-defeating and self-defeating, and took a screenshot and sent the faces of two people who looked like the commanders to Bai Chuanmo.

The other party quickly replied: [OK! 】

He pressed the back of the phone on the bar, turned his eyes and looked coldly at the beautiful woman who was leaning over enchantingly.

"Is there anyone here?" The other party leaned on the back of the chair next to him, smiling coquettishly, but didn't notice that the whole bar was silent for a few seconds because of her action.

This was the first time that Chacha was approached so boldly in this bar, he raised his brows slightly with interest.

The bartender who just wanted to say something: "..."

He lowered his eyes and continued to wipe the shaker in his hand.

Holding the Bloody Mary that has been allowed to drink freely since he joined the Council of Thorns, Barcelo directly picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of the woman who came to strike up a conversation, and then sent it to the special contact number given to him by Sake.

[Check this first, and check with ICPO (Interpol). 】

【clear. 】

In just a few minutes, all the details of this person were sent to his mobile phone.

Euphinia Daphne, nominally a secret infiltration investigator affiliated to ICPO, is actually a member of a terrorist organization undercover in ICPO. The undercover list is used as a bargaining chip to carry out a secret transaction involving a huge amount.

At present, she is just a pure newcomer who has just joined the organization and has not yet obtained a code name.

Getting close to Chacha is probably the breakthrough point for the other party to choose to communicate with the upper echelons.

...However, how do you know what 'cider' looks like if you are just a mere junior?

As Chacha's confidant, he was sure to have seen the list of Chacha's appearance, among which the undercover personnel only involved the Japanese police and FBI, and most of them were probably only barren appearance descriptions.

[Dispose of all the information that is not related to Euphinia and ICPO, and then modify and improve the other parts. 】

[Understood~ Is there anything you want to do? 】

[I want that list. 】

【Obviously it’s okay to ask me to get it directly, it doesn’t need to be so troublesome. 】

【What I need is Euphenia's list. 】

A few seconds later, the other side replied: [OK, you can call me for help if you need anything. He should have saved the scammer's number in your phone by chance. If you need to disguise yourself, you can definitely call him. 】

[No... probably not that high-tech. 】

[You will always use it. 】Sake's next message was a few seconds late, 【Just remember his skill.The information will be sent to you later, there is actually a person with good skills in the Metropolitan Police Department, I will play with him for a while, see you later. 】

Barcelo looked at the phrase "play a little longer", lit a candle for the Technical Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, put down the phone, and continued to observe the smiling Euphenia, and found that the other party's red dress matched The style of the small red waistcoat with Phnom Penh is very familiar.

He turned his gaze to Chacha, who was wearing a red gold-rimmed cloak, which was loosely covering the black T-shirt, revealing his delicate collarbone, and under the cloak was a pair of rather unsuitable slacks.

That said... cider also loves to wear red and gold and love coming to this bar too.

He instantly understood the most likely real intention of the other party.

——It doesn't make any sense, it's really just a simple chat, and for this reason, I chose the clothes that the other party prefers.

Speaking of which, Chacha's appearance is indeed very attractive.

Those eyes with almost magical charm, combined with the exquisite appearance that is unparalleled in the world, and the absolute strength that no one can match at present, only have an extremely fanatical and persistent protection and pursuit of a certain person, coupled with the silk wrapped around the body. There is a faint sense of danger-as long as you add a little bit of tragic past, isn't this the most charming and beautiful villain in the novel?

This kind of persona will usually die the white moonlight cinnabar mole who becomes the protagonist.

I have seen thousands of rivers and mountains, everyone is you, and everyone is not you.

He was lost in thought.

Over there, the conversation between Chacha and Euphenia is still going on.

The delicate and charming blond beauty was amused, and her curved blue eyes were so full of admiration that she was about to overflow.

She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Bloody Mary who was about to finish her tea, raised her hand to order another drink from the bartender, and said the forbidden words straightforwardly in the atmosphere that fell silent again: "Just treat it as if I invited this Mister."

Bartender: "..."

Barcelo returned to his senses: "..."

Although he became a little blunt because of getting along with the person he loved, Euphenia was still a professionally trained person after all, and he noticed the surrounding atmosphere.

Her brain, which was dizzy because of Chacha's influence on the evil camp, instantly sobered up, and finally realized that she seemed to have done something terrible because her mind was not clear.

"Haha... okay."

Chacha was the only one who could still laugh out loud.

He slowly drank the last sip of Bloody Mary in his glass, looked up at the bartender who was sluggish at the bar, and spoke in a particularly careless tone: "Just now, this lady said that she wanted to buy me a Bloody Mary, didn't you hear that?" ?”

"Yes." The bartender got his permission before he lowered his head to make a drink.

Chacha twirled the empty cup in her hand, smiled and looked at Euphenia who was fully awake and trembling pitifully.

"Don't be afraid." He smiled with crooked brows and an extremely gentle look, "Since you ordered a Bloody Mary for me, are you interested in listening to me tell a story about Bloody Mary?"

Euphenia had already been forced by the sense of danger that her brain could barely turn. She subconsciously said, "I, I have heard the story of Countess Lee Custer before..."

"What a good and knowledgeable child." Chacha stroked her beautiful blond hair as if praising, "Maybe the story I tell is different from what you know, so please listen to me patiently. A story with the countess as the main character."

"In order to wait for the gentleman she loves in this life, with the help of the housekeeper who watched her grow up, the countess is constantly thirsting for the blood of a girl so that she can keep the youth that a gentleman wants forever. The countess is Like a red rose that blooms after drinking blood, it blooms even more beautifully because of the watering of the blood of the girls."

"As long as this love does not disappear, the thirst for blood will never end, and the slaughter of young girls will never end."

Chacha embraced the trembling Euphenia in her arms, stroked her long blond hair, her voice was soft and intoxicating.

"However, this red rose named love finally withered on a certain day. No one knows the reason, maybe even the Countess herself doesn't know why-in short, on a certain day, at a certain moment , the countess suddenly said to the housekeeper: 'I don't love him any more'"

Chacha moved her lips to Euphenia's ear:

"The housekeeper was overjoyed at her mistress's belated awakening, and she said: 'That is very good, I have been waiting for this day, my venerable master.—Please take I use such a long time and the freshest blood to cultivate a gift for you.'”

"So, the countess finally saw her former lover again."

Chacha's fingers brushed across Euphenia's beautiful face affectionately, and gently placed her hand on her throat:

"And the cup of blood that the Countess turned into was named Bloody Mary by the gentleman she once loved deeply."

With one hand, he gently closed Euphenia's eyes that were dilated due to the intense fear, and with the other hand, he broke her fragile white neck with a slight force that could not be refused.

The splashed blood suspended in mid-air strangely, and fell drop after drop into the glass brought out by the bartender, which happened to fill up the glass of Bloody Mary to the rim.It was originally a bright red cocktail liquid, but after being mixed with blood, it became even more frighteningly red.

Chacha looked around, all the people who met his eyes subconsciously avoided looking.

So Chacha took the glass of wine with a light smile and drank it down.

"Clean up this place." After drinking, he tiredly wiped the blood stained on his fingertips with a handkerchief, "I hope there will be no such idiots next time. Bloody Marys are delicious, but don't be greedy."

Even after witnessing a tragic scene just now, the bartender's tone was still calm: "There will be no next time."

Chacha smiled noncommittally, and then continued: "I want to see all the materials appear in my mansion before seven o'clock this morning. You can do it, Rum."

The bartender, Rum bowed his head respectfully and obediently: "I will not disappoint your expectations."

Only then did Chacha nod her head in satisfaction: "Let's go, Barcelo."

"Yes."

Barcelo glanced at Rum, who obviously sat in the second place in the organization but had a lower status than himself in front of Chacha, wondering if he should have something to say to him.

But after thinking about it, whether in the past or now, he doesn't seem to be a member of the organization in the true sense, and there is no need to have any respect and obedience towards the second-in-command of the organization.

Barcelo followed Chacha and left with confidence.

Before leaving, he heard Rum muttering quickly: "Why does Master Apple Cider take a fancy to this guy, obviously..."

Even if he walked far away, Barceló could still feel the sight of the knife on his back that was like Ram's.

... If you want to partner with Chacha, go directly to apply with Chacha, what are you doing with me, a weak, pitiful and helpless ordinary code member!Even if you stab me to death, I will never give up this position!

The author has something to say: vv: Chacha: If you’re not a purebred undercover, don’t blame me for being rude (laughs)

Me: xs

vv: So the original background of Chacha is beautiful, strong and miserable?

Me: guess what?

vv: I think others heard him and thought he was miserable, but in fact he did it himself, he just took advantage of the situation to pretend to be pitiful (?

Me: Grass.