When a model worker wears a dog blood drama

"what happened?"

Hearing Gin's question, Bourbon subconsciously glanced at himself in the rearview mirror. His face and collar were stained with blood, and he looked like a pervert/pervert/killer/human/devil. It is rare to meet in such a mess, and recalling the scene when I was with Qin Jiu in Nagano before, I couldn't help feeling down again.

However, when he thought of Gin Jiu's indifferent and indifferent appearance when Jing Guang was blown to nothing, Bourbon's heart became more and more completely cold. They were not the same kind of people. He had fantasized about Gin Jiu. The most ridiculous thing.

"There was a betrayal. I have already reported it to Rum. He asked me to find a safe place to wait, saying that the person who came to pick me up would deal with it."

When Bourbon received Rum's reply, it was actually other members of Rum's command that Bourbon wanted to hand over. He didn't expect that it would be Gin.

After calming down and answering Gin's question, Bourbon told Gin in detail what happened before. The member who was connected to him at the beginning suddenly turned against him. , As a result, after chatting for a few words, he realized that the member was fundamentally different from him. Seeing that the other party would no longer reveal more information, he even tried to kill him. In the end, the member was shot/killed by Bourbon.

"Tsk, there are people from that side here too." Listening to the incident told by Bourbon, Ireland let out a sneer, it really was a fight between gods and mortals, and the two above were a family, and in the end, maybe something happened to them. None, in the end it was them hard-working workers who cleaned up the mess.

In fact, Bourbon, who had already noticed that the rumors in the organization were not right, wanted to investigate, but he has been unable to find a way. Now that Ireland seems to be leaking, Bourbon shut up and prepared to hear what this person has to say.

It would be great if we could clarify the beginning and end of this mess.

"It's troublesome, it's not over there, and it's going to be chaotic here?" Ireland didn't mean to explain to Bourbon, he complained a few words, and then looked at Gin again, "What do you think, what if You really want to be cannon fodder, don't blame me for leaving you on the sidelines."

Gin didn't speak, and Bourbon, who only heard half-knowledge, couldn't help turning his head to look at Gin: "What's going on? Has something serious happened recently?" Isn't it normal to have undercover agents in the organization? Everyone is so dignified?

What the hell happened, don't keep it up!

"It's just that the little crow has grown up and is no longer satisfied with the rule of the old crow." Gin actually doesn't know the reason why Rumi Wakasa did this. The organization lived indifferently until something happened that successfully changed her and made her choose such a path.

However, Ginjiu is not interested in knowing about Wakasa's mental journey in the United States. He just gave the opinion of someone who knows about it now. Anyway, most of the Karasuma family are neutral on this matter. It doesn't matter who loses or wins.

After all, not many clansmen in Karasuma are in the direct bloodline of the two people who are fighting now. Generally speaking, everyone is just relatives, and it's really the same if they are close or distant.

Gin's words were almost referring to names, but it's a pity that Bourbon's understanding of the organization was only superficial. He knew who the old crow was referring to, but the little crow...

But just such a sentence is already a big piece of information. Bourbon is eager to return at the moment. He just wants to quickly find an opportunity to pass this news back to his hometown, but he still holds the expectation that Gin might reveal some more information. Can't help but continue: "Such a thing happened, why didn't I hear any news before?"

"Of course it's because..." Ireland purposely prolonged his tone and managed to attract Bourbon's attention. However, this guy who looked suspicious just glanced at him indifferently, and then looked at Gin again. What did he say? Listening to what's wrong: "Sorry, this is not something I should know, and I shouldn't ask. Ireland knows more than me. If I wasn't there, you should have already discussed a countermeasure."

Without waiting for Gin to answer, the boy Bourbon continued: "Have you not had a good rest recently? It feels like your dark circles are getting heavier again. I won't bother you. Why don't you take a rest in the car."

With blood on your face, don't pretend to be a master of tea arts!Ireland, who experienced this style around Gin for the first time, looked at Gin inexplicably. So this guy likes this kind of tone?

Hasn't Gin's aesthetics always been that of Belmode's kind of mature beauty? Why did his taste suddenly change to this?

Or is it that gin is for men and women, women like mature ones, and men like tender ones?Especially this kind of good at yin and yang?

What rubbish taste!

Gin, whose taste was questioned, listened to his boyfriend's proposal, and silently rejected such a suggestion. Bourbon, whose opinion was not accepted, blinked helplessly, and leaned on Gin's shoulder like no one else: "I'm tired. I'll wait a while."

The vodka in the driver's seat is just a car tool person with no emotion, and the Irish in the co-pilot... Tsk, no wonder I was so partial to bourbon before, so I have been involved with it for a long time.

Ireland, who is not interested in meddling in other people's feelings, rolled his eyes and leaned back on the chair without saying a word. Gin looked at Bourbon's bloody left cheek directly rubbing against his shoulder, but didn't say anything, anyway, this coat is also Time to change.

However, facing Bourbon's open and aboveboard closeness, Gin always had some secret uneasiness in his heart. This was not like Bourbon's previous style. With Bourbon's character, he would not show the relationship between them so directly in front of outsiders. It is probably a common problem of mystics, Bourbon always hides himself habitually, just like Belmode once did.

Except for those close to them and well-informed, almost no one knows their relationship.

What is the purpose of doing this now?

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it, and send a message to your subordinates to deal with the stronghold. Ireland just said where to get off, and Bourbon woke up slowly when he was no longer in the car.

It's so obvious!Vodka, who was already playing a melodrama in his heart, complained silently, but outsiders were not around, so he also tentatively asked: "Brother, shall I send you back?"

Vodka refers to the safe house where Gin usually lives. Anyway, they don't seem to have any actions that require them to go in person, and it is not impossible to go back and rest.

Hearing that Gin Jiu glanced at Bourbon, the man who was stared at by the questioning question paused uncomfortably, and then said indifferently: "I don't have any tasks that must be acted on immediately."

"Let's go there then."

When the elder brother spoke, Vodka consciously changed the route. When he stood at the door of the house and heard the sound of "Wow" coming from the door, Gin felt suddenly relieved.

Unknowingly, I got used to this kind of life, which is not so good.

"Don't, hello, don't pounce on me, I'm dirty." Avoiding the dog's stickers, Bourbon hurried into the bathroom, the feeling of blood sticking to his body is not good, he just wants to take a bath now.

The agitated Haro was soothed by the gin left behind, and Snow "meowed" to complain. The stupid dog went to open the refrigerator and ate ice cream and fruit, and even gnawed on the potted plants on the balcony. His own potted plants also suffered, Gin looked at Haro who was still wagging his tail and pretending to be cute.

Like his master, he will pretend to be good.

Looking at the food bowl, it was already empty, and the water in the pet water dispenser was almost bottomed out. I reached out and touched Haro's stomach, which was bulging. It seemed that I didn't starve myself enough, so I won't feed him food for the time being. Refill the water dispenser by hand.

Open the refrigerator, except for frozen meat and other ingredients, snacks such as ice cream and cakes have almost been emptied, and there are still evidence of the suspect in it, such as...

A few white, silver hairs.I looked at the balcony again, and the potted plants were a little bald, but there was nothing serious about them.

Picking up Snow who wanted to sneak away, her complaint should be telling the truth, but she selectively concealed part of it, for example, Harrow, who stole snacks, had an accomplice, and even the potted plant matter, maybe It's also a good thing these two guys did together.

So that after Bourbon came out of the shower, he saw Harrow sitting upright and Snow, who was also sitting on Harrow's head, in the living room, while his boyfriend looked at him with a stern face. These two were so frightened that they did not dare to move.

"What's wrong?" Bourbon came out of the bathroom and wiped his hair. Looking at this scene, his mind was full of question marks.

Could it be that due to the high pressure of work, Gin is no longer satisfied with tossing... training humans?

Seeing the master appearing, although Haro dared not move due to the lust/prestige of the silver-haired two-legged beast, she still let out a cry for help. Snow would not make such a pitiful sound that would damage the mighty image of her companion demon beast. Strange voice, but the look in Bourbon's eyes is pitiful, I really feel sorry for him.

It's a pity that Bourbon only thought it was funny when he saw this scene, and couldn't help curling his lips. Gin stood up and gave Bourbon a task with a serious face: "I'm going to take a bath first, you watch them, there are still 10 minutes."

Is it so strict?After confirming that the gin had entered the bathroom, and seeing the pleading eyes of the fur children, Bourbon still softened his heart and averted his gaze, and then saw the packages of various snacks, leaves, and petals in the trash can.

"Uh..." Looking meaningfully at the two who were still sitting upright, he got up and checked the refrigerator, cabinets and balcony. It was fine, looking at the empty refrigerator cabinets and bald potted plants, Bourbon poked his fingers Poked the heads of the two pretending to be poor little guys, showing a kind smile: "It deserves it."

The author has something to say:

Ireland: what rubbish taste!

Bourbon: none of your business

Ireland: just pretend