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If Lin Chunliang didn't do anything, he just turned his eyes back, said the omnipotent "really?", and ended the topic.

But he guessed that Bourbon must not sleep well tonight.

At night, he ran out of the room with his computer in his arms, and shouted to Bourbon, who was standing in a dead corner of the corridor: "Brother, I need your body data! Remember, we agreed, I will rush to order a police uniform!"

Bourbon clutched the receiver of the mobile phone, his expression under the shadow was dim.

Ruolin Chunliang didn't care about this, and even waved at him: "I'll talk to Rum later, is there anything more important than our comic exhibition?"

After talking to the other end of the phone, Bourbon hung up the phone.

It may be that he was stripped of his underpants inexplicably before, but now he has become more cautious in his words and deeds. Of course, this is also what the barrage said, and Ruolin Chunliang himself can't see anything.

He stuffed the computer into Bourbon's arms, and waved his hand boldly: "Self-service order, the password is 123456, I mean, all the passwords are this."

"I place an order, what do you do?" Bourbon asked.

"Me?" Ruolin Chunliang held up the glass jar received today, tapped it, and rummaged through the cracks to reveal the outer bag, "Of course a qualified deliveryman will inspect the goods for the buyer to see if they are compliant."

He took the printed pictures and planned to compare and inspect the goods one by one.

However, the moment he opened the bag, the voice of the black cat suddenly appeared:

"Uncover the cover, all kinds of eyeballs suddenly occupy your entire field of vision, and those human organs that haven't been cleaned out of connective tissue suddenly appear in front of you.

"It's the first time you've ever seen something like this up close. You have to take a deep breath to accept that this isn't a fantasy movie, it's reality.

"Witnessing such a horrific scene, you almost dropped the jar out of fear, but at the same time you clearly remembered your mission, holding the jar tightly and suffering for it.

"Lucky Martini, you need to make a sanity check now, if you succeed, your sanity will be reduced by 1, and if you fail, your sanity will be reduced by 4."

Ruolin Chunliang, whose heart was peaceful and even eager to try, said, "... Who do you think is afraid?"

"It's you, Martini, and in Bourbon's eyes, you're trembling with fear," said the black cat.

"..." Although I really wanted to complain, Ruo Lin Chunliang still asked calmly, "I have seen these eyeballs before, but there is still no high-definition version through the glass jar, why do I have to make a sanity roll now?"

The black cat is confident: "If Lin Chunliang is a professor of mysticism, what does it have to do with your Martini?"

Ruolin Chunliang: "..."

Blocked by his previous words, he could only try to refute: "I am also a super bad criminal now..."

"You're just a little liar... I mean, you're just a super bad fraudster. Don't worry, Lucky Martini has 70 Sanity, even if you deduct 4 points, it's no problem at all!" The black cat began to urge, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you drag on, Bourbon will come over!"

Well, it seems that the black cat is not going to let him go.

The number on the panel jumped to [30], because it was less than the current sanity value of 70, and the black cat regrettably only deducted 1 point.

[Updated data... sanity: 69/80]

"So, although you think holding human eyeballs is beyond your acceptable range, your good work ethic still allows you to endure everything in silence. Wow, what a conscientious villain~"

All right, if you deduct a little, you can deduct a little, and it will all be paid for the protection fee.

Just when Ruolin Chunliang convinced himself like this, he heard the black cat laugh again:

"But rationality can't completely suppress the physiological reaction. You still feel nauseous, and you retch almost immediately. You know very well that within a few hours, as long as you see the eyeball, you will have the desire to vomit."

"..." Ruolin Chunliang paused, and then violently pulled the trash can aside, "Ugh—"

His reaction fell squarely on Bourbon.

I saw Martini pale, holding the glass jar over and over again to compare it with the one in the photo, and after looking at it, he immediately buried his head on the trash can and retched, and then continued to compare, and so on.

"What's wrong with you?" Bourbon came over.

"Ugh..." Martini wiped his mouth, turned his head and explained, "It's okay, I'm working, ugh—"

Bourbon: "..."

Martini waved his hand and said casually: "Don't normal people have this kind of reaction when they see this thing? It's not surprising to me. Ugh—"

"As far as I know, things you've done before are comparable to this..."

"Uh-cough cough cough...uh-what did you say? Forget it, don't talk about it, can you pass me the tissue over there, thank you."

Bourbon handed him the tissue and kindly brought another trash can from the room.

Martini's retching was far too severe to be feigned.It's even better when he looks away, as long as he looks at the eyeball in the glass jar, he definitely won't last for three seconds.

While throwing up, he must have a conversation: "Don't look at me like this, Bourbon, this is the price to pay for being a normal person. Ugh—"

Bourbon was inexplicably amused: "It seems that you are trying hard to be a normal person."

"Who doesn't want to be a normal person. One of my dreams is to be a normal person." Martini finally checked all the eyeballs in the jar, and re-covered the tarpaulin after confirming that they were exactly the same as in the photo.

He stood up from the chair, staggered to the bathroom, washed up a little before coming out again.Before I sat down, I couldn't wait to ask: "Did you buy the police uniform?"

"I bought it." Bourbon returned the computer to him.

It seems that because of the previous "normal" speech, Bourbon's attitude towards Martini has eased a lot.

After taking over the computer, Martini logged on to the dark web again, sent the time and location of the comic exhibition to "haru" and went offline quickly.After finishing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I really can't do this. We organize so many businesses, why can't I be responsible for the normal ones?"

"for example?"

"For example, give me a sum of money, and I will go to Mihua Town to open a milk tea shop." Martini shrugged his nose, "Milk tea is a huge profit, and the new drug for young people is worthy of the name. As soon as you mention it, just say it's my suggestion, and he will seriously consider it."

"..." Bourbon didn't want to respond to his hint.

After a short time together, he almost figured out Martini's current behavior pattern.

This 16-year-old young man's mind is as fast as his mouth. His method of capturing information is not by "capture", but by "analysis".

Observe the environment, analyze the dialogue, and judge the information you want in a targeted manner.The more he read and the more the other party said, the more accurate the information would be.

It's like some kind of sophisticated and terrifying algorithm.

So far, Bourbon has not seen the "lie" that Rum said. of.

What do you know?

Martini knew he was there to execute him, and he knew it was Rum's order, but he didn't seem to care.Either he wasn't obsessed with surviving, or...he was sure he wouldn't die.

This was a very dangerous signal. The other party quietly threw out an introduction. Before Bourbon realized it, he had subconsciously caught it and started to analyze it.

According to Rum, the safest move would be to leave him alone and deal with him directly at the end.

But this was exactly the opposite of Bourbon's original intention to enter the organization.

He wants more information.

Seeing that Bourbon didn't respond for a long time, Martini continued to chat with him unilaterally.

"I thought you would ask me why I am Mihua Town, just ask me! I don't want to wander the Pacific Ocean with this secret—I'll tell you quietly, I still have a dream, to scatter my ashes in the free sea after cremation."

"Now that I know your account number and password, I can definitely help you deliver the goods to the seller." Bourbon suddenly smiled at him.

This time he used Japanese.

The black cat yelled up and down in an instant: "He is determined to kill! Your provocation succeeded Martini! See that bloody smile? If you deliver the goods for you, he can do it now!"

"It's not that I provoked him to kill me..." Ruo Lin Chunliang said speechlessly, "This person is too difficult to deal with, and he won't answer him expressly or implicitly. Before that, only the high school student detective was more sensitive, and those policemen still Very well spoken."

The black cat started to contradict him: "Don't rush to say that, what if Bob is a policeman? Wasn't he very sensitive to the word undercover before?"

"...Isn't it? It's too bad for the police to get the code name." Ruo Lin Chunliang thought for a long time, and suddenly had an idea.

It should be useless to report to the organization that Bourbon is an undercover agent. One is that he has no evidence, and the other is that his position itself has been doubted. If...

"Bourbon wants to inquire about intelligence, so if I give him a lot of information, which is beyond the scope of the organization, enough for him to evaluate whether it is worthwhile to kill Martini?"

The black cat said vigilantly: "Where did you get the news? Naia doesn't provide these additional services!"

Yes, of course he has.

……

Martini threw the computer aside, threw the glass jar aside, crossed his legs on the sofa, and removed the rubber band from the back of his head.

"I chose Mihua Town, because there is an organization that I am very interested in." He brushed his hair out, as if this would free him up, "Correct me, an organization that I am very interested in is about to be born. I sent an invite."

Bourbon turned his eyes away: "You don't have to tell me this."

"Hey, I thought we were already tight buddies, Anyway," Martini patted the sofa, trying to re-attract the other's attention, "Don't you wonder, why I don't worry about myself at all, I'm not worried about myself in two days I'm going to die at your hands."

"Like I said, you don't have to wait until two days later."

"Hahahaha, you are so funny. You can try it, I won't die."

"Do you think I can't do it, or do you have the confidence to beat me?" Bourbon's inquiring eyes did not hide at all.

"Neither. The great existence will protect those chosen by him, and the gods are exiled to mysterious places. Now, the mystery guides me." The young man pretended to raise the corners of his mouth, "The director of the "Mystic Studies Office" Mr. promised that he would give me the right to be immortal. "

"..."

There was a long silence.

Bourbon wondered if he was playing dumb, but Martini looked too serious.After a long time, he spoke with some difficulty: "Assuming you can survive, it's better to read less comics."

Seeing the other party's subtle dislike, Martini slumped unhappily: "Are you insulting Two-dimensional?"

No, I was just insulting you - Bourbon's face said so.

"Then let's make a bet." Martini smiled.

That was the most fitting smile that Bourbon had ever seen.

The upturned eyes are curved, and the corners of the mouth are drawn with playful small brackets.He is cheerful and sincere like a child holding your hand and wanting to share with you the secret about Santa Claus.

On the other hand, his eyes were as clear as green pools, with shimmering waves, and shrewdness and calculation were written in them.

"What bet?" Bourbon asked.

Martini, as cunning as a hunter waiting for his prey to step into a trap, cleared his throat.

"Dear Mr. Director, tell me that four days later, this perverted buyer who bought eyeballs will be arrested in a high-rise building of the Suzuki Group in Mihua Town. And I can tell you in advance without saying a word. all your details.

"If what I said is inconsistent with the facts, you will shoot me down immediately, and I will definitely not resist. Haven't you been inquiring about all kinds of information, I know everything.

"But if I win... Bourbon, I want you to promise never to shoot me again."

Bourbon caught his breath.

This was Ruobin Chunliang's targeted bet made completely according to Bourbon's situation, a pie that fell directly in front of the undercover agent.It sounds like a fantasy, but he could tell from the heavy breathing of the other party that Bourbon's heart was moved.

It was obviously a deception that he was not good at, but Ruolin Chunliang felt that his mind had never been so clear.

"How? Do you dare to bet?"

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Bourbon began to think urgently, whether this dead house is planning to buy himself with a reason for nothing.

Martini: hee hee hee

.感谢在2022-02-1114:22:36~2022-02-1300:37:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep water torpedo: 34693271;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Counsel and eat one of my money;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 34693271;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Menghui Wenxue, Wandering Bubble, Tail Eating Whitebait, Demon King Rain 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：玲慕楠、自然卷的喵星人、时茗10瓶；古道执觞、月旌老师是鸽子精5瓶；诡秘侍者在线愚弄历史3瓶；1米6的小矮子、路边萝卜1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!