The days when real wine kidnapped the model worker in the winery

Vodka is not the usual panic at this time.

But the facts have proved that the elder brother is still fair and strict, pointing out the real culprit straight to the point:

"Chianti, since you are free, this task list is all yours."

Chianti's face turned green when he saw the series of tasks on the task list.

But Chianti didn't have the confidence to refuse. Just when she was nervous, the door of the bar finally opened, and the blond and black-skinned Bourbon walked in. Seeing the strange situation inside, he said curiously:

"Am I missing something?"

Chianti seemed to see the savior, and immediately said in cooperation:

"Bourbon, you're here!"

Then Gin didn't let her go, and had already written Chianti's name on the executor on that task list.

Chianti was shocked, and his whole body was stained gray.

Bourbon: "?"

There was just the right amount of doubt on his face, but Chianti had already lost his mind, and he was in no mood to pay attention to Bourbon. As for the other people, they also wandered their eyes, pretending that they didn't know anything.

Belmode flicked the cigarette butt, dropped the ash into the ashtray, and said with a smile on his red lips, "Bourbon, you came late and missed a good show!"

"Oh? What a good show?" Bourbon asked curiously.

Belmode exhaled smoke, confused and confused: "About, whether gin is okay or not is a good show."

The people around gasped.

Bourbon: "..." Bourbon's eyes were very indescribable.

Gin's murderous eyes immediately shot over, Belmode was not afraid at all, still smiling charmingly.

Bourbon: "..."

Bourbon thought the scene was a little weird.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and both of them looked away again.

"Bourbon, you're late," Vodka said.

"Sorry, I can't ask for leave from work today, so I'm a bit late." Toru Amuro has also experienced such gatherings before, saying that a gathering is really a gathering, and he doesn't talk about the organization at all.

Now that even Kiel is here, it seems that the temptation of the organization has been dealt with.

Toru Amuro walked to the bar, ordered a glass of bourbon, and said:

"I haven't seen much gin recently, it seems that I'm not used to it!"

Gin glanced at Bourbon lightly, and sneered: "Do your own thing."

The implication is to let Bourbon have nothing to do with him and try to test him here and there.

"Ah, there is no way, as an intelligence officer, collecting intelligence is my job!"

"Oh, this doesn't include information that you can't get access to." Qin Jiu's eyes were as cold as cold needles.

Bob shrugged helplessly.

"Well, if you say that, there's no way!"

The inaccessible information is indeed an important secret mission!

Toru Amuro's expression remained unchanged, he drank a sip of wine, but in his heart he wanted to test that secret mission.

"By the way, since Qin Jiu has come back, should the subsequent mission report be handed over to Qin Jiu directly?"

"Continue to report to Granway."

Granway: "...???"

Granville, who was huddled in the chair without saying a word, frowned and raised his head: "Leave it to me?"

"En." Gin also lit a cigarette.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take away all your rights?" Granway's words seemed to be mocking, but also speechless.

"Hmph, if you have the ability."

"Tsk." Granway sank himself into the chair again, as if he was autistic.

It may be revenge, he said calmly: "Shouldn't Bourbon's superior be Rum? It seems that he shouldn't report the task to me."

Amuro laughed heartily: "After all, I'm still in Gin's jurisdiction, so I still have to report."

This guy, give him eye drops here!

Toru Amuro also knew that the relationship between Rum and Gin was not good. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for him to get close to Gin, but he was an undercover agent!How could it be possible to follow Rum completely!

Getting closer to Gin's faction, especially in Neon, would make it easier for him to obtain information.

Toru Amuro looked at Granville and Gin, his eyes flashed: "I heard that Glenfiddich is also in Neon, why didn't you come?"

"Bourbon, what did you ask him for?" Belmode tilted his head slightly.

"Isn't this curious? I have always heard of Glenfiddich's name, but I have never seen it before."

Keir took over the conversation: "In this regard, I'm a little luckier than Bourbon! I was lucky enough to meet Glenfiddich a few times last time."

"Then it seems that my luck is indeed not very good!" Toru Amuro made a troubled look.

"Ah, that's a busy man! Don't you think so? Gin." Belmode threw the conversation at Gin again.

Gin was indifferent and ignored Belmode's words at all.

"I was really impressed when we met last time!" Kiel glanced at Gin from the corner of his eye, and saw that he had no special reaction, and continued, "His eyes are so beautiful! Just looking at them makes people want to collect them." Woolen cloth!"

Toru Amuro's smile remained unchanged, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, showing an expression of interest.

"This makes me very curious, but it's a pity that Glenfiddich didn't come today."

Toru Amuro turned his head, looking curiously and inquiringly at Granway, who was curled up in the chair.

"Speaking of which, Glenfiddich's code name is also very similar to Glenfiddich! And Glenfiddich, Glenfiddich, and Macallan are the three major Speysiders, and the taste is similar, all of which are fresh and mature. Fruit fragrance, do you have some unknown relationship?"

"..."

Glanway raised his eyes and met Bourbon's gaze. His pale pink pupils and white hair clearly showed his identity as an albino.

Toru Amuro also checked the identity of this person. As far as albinism is concerned, logically speaking, it should be easy to check, especially since Granville has not concealed his true appearance and illness, so he boldly puts it on the public door. face.

But the problem is that the police still haven't found out Granway's identity.

At that moment, Amuro felt that their public security was more or less problematic.

But after thinking about it, since Glanway exposed himself to the public, he must have already established his identity, just like the police never found out Gin's identity.

Gin is swagger enough.

Even Belmode has put on a layer of Hollywood superstar skin for himself.

"It has nothing to do with you," Granway said.

He doesn't need to cover up his identity at all, that family has already done it for him. He is an existence that should not appear in the Alessia family, especially since he is still an albino.

Alessia herself would erase his existence.

As an old aristocratic family that values ​​face, this is how it treats abandoned children, and he is not even as good as ordinary abandoned children.

Granway's expression was very cold, and the atmosphere here also cooled down for a while.

Belmode explained in a general way: "Ala, I can understand it, after all, Granville and Glenfiddich are very similar!"

This sentence put Bourbon and Keel into the ditch.

Toru Amuro was thinking about temperament, image and background. Rena Mizumu had met Glenfiddich a few times, although these few times could not allow her to fully understand Glenfiddich's character.

But what she thought more about was whether there was any blood relationship between Glenfiddich and Glenway.

Several people kept chatting calmly on their faces, but Chianti was the calmest, because of that task list, she was no longer in the mood to chat.

Cohen patted her shoulder silently.

Belmode ordered a glass of vermouth, fully displaying the temperament of the great beauty.

"However, you surprised me by posing as one of Poirot's new clerks that day!"

Gin also turned his gaze over.

Staring at the gazes of everyone, Belmode blinked his right eye: "I didn't expect Bourbon to work there too, I was shocked too!"

The two smirked face to face.

Gin said mockingly: "Bermod, you are in the mood to work?!"

Belmode mysteriously uttered her classic line:

"A secret makes a woman woman."

Qin Jiu didn't like her appearance for a long time, he twitched the corners of his mouth, silently sarcastic.

A leisurely afternoon, but for some people, this afternoon is not so leisurely.

For example, Chianti who memorized a task list.

Like two undercover agents.

Another example is vodka, who is aggrieved and gossips but can't speak out.

The strong man cried bitterly.

Toru Amuro thought of vodka as the driver of gin, he must have met Glenfiddich, but Toru Amuro tried to change the topic to Glenfiddich several times, but Vodka is usually quite a cliche guy I just didn't open my mouth today.

Vodka: Isn't it hard for me to hold back so much gossip? !

Amuro returned with a broken halberd.

Rena Mizumusa was also at the side, realizing that Toru Amuro was trying to focus the topic on Glenfiddich, because she herself had such thoughts in the first place.

And now there is no one else around, Belmode is at Granville and Gin, vodka is on the order, what a great opportunity!

But this guy just won't open his mouth!

Where is the energy for gossip?

The two undercover agents looked at each other, hating iron for nothing.

At night, the moon shifts and darkens.The rest had gone except for the vodka, leaving only gin, granville, belmode and vodka in the bar.

At this moment, Belmode looked at Gin with a half-smile and said:

"Aren't you looking for your little lover today?"

As soon as these words came out, Vodka and Granville looked sideways.

Vodka actually wanted to leave.

Qin Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, with an impatient expression on his face: "It has nothing to do with you."

"I passed Poirot today, but I saw Glenfiddich!"

"so what?"

Belmod gritted his teeth slightly, she really couldn't do anything.

But she is still very unbalanced!

Glenfiddich and Gin do tasks like they are on a date and vacation, and she not only has to worry about the safety of Angel and CoolGuy, but also spares time to do the tasks, and to prevent CoolGuy from appearing out of nowhere.

Just when she was about to say something, Gin Jiu's phone vibrated.

Under normal circumstances, members basically communicate with each other through emails and text messages, and rarely make phone calls, unless they are completely sure that the other party's situation is suitable for answering the phone.

Qin Jiu took out his mobile phone, and it turned out to be Qiu Tingye.

Looking at the faces of the few people around who were writing curiously and reading gossip, Qin Jiu was speechless for a moment, and then connected the phone.

In the next second, a childish-sounding voice came from the phone. It was so clear and crisp that even the few people with better hearing heard it.

Because the child on the other side of the phone yelled a super sweet sentence:

"Papa!"

Gin and wine were stunned for a moment, gratifying to congratulate.

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