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[Old thief—you T—M—D is not a human being!So someone will write such a cold text with a body temperature of 37 degrees Celsius (screaming) and must open it on the spot?Will you die if you don't fire this shot! ! ]

[Good guy, the last time I was so exciting was the last time, did Grann have something to do with the banquet?Terminator of capitalists? (Tactical lean back)]

[Zhuo... To a certain extent, toru poor people can't fall down—ah, no, can this be considered toru? ]

[I can't go back, I really can't go back this time, I can still say that it's speculation, but this time Grann really killed someone face to face, or an ordinary person (kneeling down with his head in his arms)]

[This is the first time I realize that the Black Organization is so terrifying (sluggish), I'm sorry Washing Machine, I really underestimate your courage! !You are my Kami—Hurry up and give Chifen some halo 555 (kneeling)]

[They have only graduated for a month... Akayi was able to make up his mind because he was prepared very early, but Zero can be said to be directly forced to grow up-or he was forced out by his own contemporaries...I dare not think that when he What should I do if I find out that Gran Mani is Toru Chiyoya]

[That scene must be very exciting... The chopping board smashed together? (mumbling)]

[By the way, did Toru not react at all?Gran was dancing on Jiang Guling's thunder point again, and he was refreshing Sister Suo, but he didn't respond at all! ! ]

[How do you make him react?Come out and say that he didn't kill these people?Or did he never kill anyone before?Or does he actually hate Cinsuo now?Chiyoya Toru, does he dare? ! ]

[Don’t read it, don’t read it, I just hope that toru will sleep and don’t know anything, this kind of thing is really cruel, the police for the interests of the citizens will finally point their guns at the people... suddenly hope Chiyoya Toru It’s better to just become Gran, at least he won’t have psychological pressure]

[Hahahaha Gran is so handsome!Gran just keep it up... (delirious)]

Chiyoya Saori felt that sooner or later she would be annoyed to death by the Q version customer service.

But in this environment, she actually quite likes this noisy little thing to talk to her—provided that she doesn't keep encouraging her to buy cigarettes.

[The villain lacks a soul without smoking a cigarette! ] The Q version customer service played hoarsely, [Think about it, every time you kill someone, the appearance of Gin leaning against the side of the car with an afterthought cigarette, isn't it villainous and charming? ! 】

Chiyotani Saori: [... I am the villain if I put my feelings aside? 】

【if not?This kind of juvenile comics definitely does not allow murder to go through trial, unless the bad guys are punished. ] Q version customer service is very understanding and authentic, [Look at that member named Curacao, he was secretly instigated to rebel, but he still died? 】

Chiyoya Haori has never seen Curacao in the organization, only from the forum. It is said that he is Rum's confidant, has the ability to write shorthand, has silver hair fluttering, and a pair of beautiful heterochromatic pupils.

At least she is more suitable for this role than her ordinary black hair and black eyes.

Chiyoya Zaori moved his fingers and touched the still warm body of the gun, and suddenly felt that what the Q version customer service said was indeed reasonable.

But before she could compare the pros and cons of smoking and exposing people around to second-hand smoke with the pros and cons of pretending to be aggressive, Jiang Gu Ling had already brought the USB drive down.

The blond-haired young man's face was frosty, his purple-gray eyes lost their brilliance, he looked at the gloomy scene, his lips were tightly pursed, as if he didn't even bother to speak, but when she looked over, he managed to adjust his expression and became calm Quite a lot.

——Psychology still needs to be learned, even if the micro-expression can't be concealed, but at least it can't be so obvious.

Chiyoya Haori felt that Fuguya Rei could grow a lot this time, at least he would have a stronger awareness of living in the organization, so as not to have any unrealistic ideas to instigate Shensuo.

Cinsuo can defect, but Jiang Gu Ling must not be involved.

Just being stared at like this, she was really upset and wanted to find something else to do.

"Let's go, now we can go back and get some sleep." Chiyoya Saori rubbed his fingers together, stopped thinking about it, and walked away.

Akai Hideichi was already waiting at the door, holding two large bags with sniper rifles in his hands. Seeing them coming out, he handed the bags to Fugu Rei, but the latter took it almost impatiently.

After holding back for a while, Akai Hideichi finally asked, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

"How could such a thing happen? Mr. Zhu Xing." Jiang Gu Ling raised a smile, "Your ability is so strong, as a partner, I am very satisfied."

Akai Hideichi was silent for a moment, and seemed to be sincere: "Thank you, I think so too."

Jiang Gu Ling smirked: "Hehe."

The two looked at each other, followed behind Gramani one after the other, Akai Shuuichi was in front, and Furutani Rei was a step behind, obliquely looking at everything.

Granny walked in front of him silently, and said, "I advise you to keep a certain distance, and don't be fooled by the 'partner'..."

"Such as covering each other to deceive organizations, leaking information, or other things." He turned his head abruptly, with a hint of warning, "Hide your rat tails!"

The two people behind them were stunned, and they all expressed their loyalty without any abnormality on the surface.

Akai Hideichi wondered whether the so-called cover-up refers to the matter between him and Cinsuo. In fact, that woman Cinsault seems to be less interested in him than Chianti...

Jiang Gu Ling was thinking about the information on the USB flash drive, and regretted that he could not take this risk and send a copy back to the police this time.

"Go back." Gramani suddenly stood still after reaching a certain intersection, as if there was still something to do, and cast his gaze into the distance.

The two undercover agents, each with their own minds, did not stay long and withdrew one after another.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, this sudden mission was finally over.

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Chiyoya Saori saw Furuya Zero getting into his white Mazda, but in fact, he really wanted to compare himself with Erkang—Zero took me!

As a ruthless killer who took a taxi out at night and "solved" the taxi driver, no matter what, she couldn't hail a second taxi in the middle of the night where there was a crowd of fish and dragons.

But from all angles, it is not suitable for her to rub against anyone's car.

In the night wind, Chiyotani Saori really wanted to squat on the ground and play with her mobile phone regardless of her image, and then wait for Hiro's police car to go back three hours later.

But think about it, the image of Senior C would be even more weird like that!

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Q version customer service said: [My dear, if you don't mess with the test anchor point, we can move to a safer place and take a taxi. 】

Looking at it at this time, this tasteless title skill seems to be quite useful.

Chiyotani Saori didn't want to talk, and threw an emoji pack of fuck off panda head to it.

She tugged at her blood-stained sleeve, looked in the direction of the mud meeting, and thought about how to spend the night.

If it’s really not possible, go to the second floor over there and sleep for a while?

In the eyes of others, the black-haired young man who didn't even bother to hide a pistol stood quietly in a hidden corner, his emotionless eyes reflected the mess in the distance, and in his subtle movements, he seemed to write "not enough fun" " regret.

Vodka held the steering wheel and shivered inexplicably. He turned his head to look at Gin who was sitting in the co-pilot, and said in a daze, "Brother, there is nothing wrong with the actions of Grammani and those two newcomers, but I didn't expect him to It's getting more and more ruthless!"

"It is said that he is all right, standing there and not going back, what is he doing, did he find us?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Gin sneered: "What does he want to do? It's just to add to this chaos. Nothing else is good, but I have learned [-]% of the ability to cut weeds and roots."

Vodka suddenly came to his senses: "He didn't want to blow up this place again, did he? It is said that most of the explosives in the Tokyo branch were drawn by him."

Looking at the smooth seat, he couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "This is really similar to Cinsault, and Cinsault also likes to play bombs."

Qin Jiu gave him a sideways look: "It's okay, don't mention that woman in front of me."

Vodka hesitated to speak, he saw that golden-haired boy named Toru Amuro coming to report the situation of Cinsuo tomorrow!

Before the two could finish speaking, the silent figure moved, and Grammani walked towards them with his hands in his pockets.

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Chiyotani Haori hadn't seen this pitch-black car before, but only found out after being reminded by the Q version customer service. After thinking about it carefully, she probably understood why Gin came here in the middle of the night without incident.

It's nothing more than curiosity about his attitude towards the two newcomers related to Cinsuo, and a comprehensive inspection of the task completion of the three of them.

In fact, Chiyoya Saori is not very happy to use this vest to deal with the red side. Not to mention the trouble, it will hurt feelings.

This time the car is not Gin's wife - probably because she is afraid that she will make something wrong again.

His Porsche is also an old brand, and it will be scrapped one day. It may be quite difficult to find a second replacement.

Chiyoya Saori walked over, opened the car door and sat in the back seat, directing Vodka: "Go to my safe house."

Vodka glanced at Gin first, and started the car after seeing him nodding, while Gin turned his head slightly to look at her: "It's time for you to get a driver's license."

"Will the organization reimburse the expenses for buying a car?" Chiyotani Saori raised her eyes expressionlessly, "Which identity do you use for the test?"

Gin held the cigarette in his hands, and said lightly, "As you wish."

This is what reimbursement means!

Chiyotani Haorimoto was thinking about what kind of car to buy to pay back the cost, but when her eyes focused on Gin's fingertips, she suddenly remembered what the Q version customer service said.

So when Gin was closing his eyes and resting his mind, a bloody hand stretched out to his side, arousing the silver-haired killer to slash out reflexively, and then slashed to the tissue in the middle of the car seat while the opponent was dodging on the box.

The tissue box that was originally neatly placed was instantly dented, and the face of the celebrity endorsement on it was instantly distorted, which made Vodka, who was driving, feel heartbroken.

But no one cares what he thinks.

Gin raised his eyes and met Grammani's pure black eyes. The latter stretched out his right hand which had taken off the glove. The blood stains slightly rubbed onto the car cover.

"Cigarette, give me one."

The black-haired young man who didn't take off his disguise didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this move. He even looked at the gin directly, trying to see where the cigarette case was placed—as if he wanted to grab it directly.

"Why are you smoking so crazy at night?"

Although Gin said so, he still frowned, unhurriedly took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and handed one over.

Smokers often have a common bad taste, that is, watching beginners being choked to death by incorrect methods, showing gestures that are not seen in ordinary times.

Although Gin didn't know what Grammani was thinking tonight, it didn't prevent him from watching viciously.

Even Vodka, who was driving, glanced back slightly, showing a curious side.

Chiyoya Saori was holding an unknown brand of cigarettes, and could vaguely smell an inexplicable, but definitely not pleasant smell, and suddenly came up with an idea.

She whispered in her heart: [If I stay next to the gin and smoke poisoned cigarettes all the time, is there a possibility for him to die from second-hand smoke? 】

Q version customer service: [? 】It said tactfully:【Honey, it's late at night now. 】

Don't daydream.

Chiyotani Saori curled her lips secretly, turned the cigarette around, and held it in her hand.

She felt that her current state of mind was like that of a child who has been obedient for more than ten years, and one day she suddenly had the idea of ​​learning to be bad, and was even eager to give it a try, or it was the stimulation tonight, which really made her emotionally active now.

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She cautiously pressed the cigarette to her lips, and after the gin lit the fire herself - took a slow puff.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Some low-pitched coughs sounded, intermittently, with a hint of forbearance. The black-haired young man held the cigarette between his fingertips and covered his lips with the other hand. The arc of his frown almost squeezed the mask to the side. Tear off the mask and reveal your true self.

A paler and younger face was exposed, but it was flushed due to the choking cough caused by the smoke. The young man squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to get rid of the water in his eyes, but he stubbornly didn't reach out to wipe it under Gin's sight. .

The smoke from the fingertips was stopped by the cliff after approaching the window.

"how do you feel?"

Gin couldn't deny that he was looking forward to this scene, and even said that it was far more interesting to watch Granny's failure than when he was stern.

"Average." A hoarse voice sounded, and Grammani looked up at him, calmed down, and even commented, "It doesn't look like a good smoke?"

Gin sneered, thinking it was a dead duck with a hard mouth.

As if showing off, he slowly took a deep breath between the cigarettes, and exhaled the smoke ring mockingly: "If you want to learn, remember to tell the experimental group, don't kill yourself."

"Yeah, I got it."

The latter just responded lightly, letting the cigarette in his hand burn up and fall to the ground.

Vodka barely saw this scene from the rearview mirror, and was relieved.

——Fortunately, it wasn't my eldest brother's car this time, otherwise the soot would get on it, and it would be him again who endured the low air pressure.

No, this seems to be his own car? !

But Chiyotani Saori chose to give up after only taking a puff of cigarettes. She felt that the cost of pretending to be coercive was too high, and letting Gin watch a joke was already the limit of her patience.

The Q version customer service almost screamed: [Dear! !But this is really handsome! 】

[Handsome, choked to death, wasn't that scene just unlucky enough? 】Chiyoya Saori said expressionlessly, 【Minors shouldn't smoke, ah, neither should adults. Why does this kind of thing that can't even be poisoned by gin exist in this world? Hey! 】

The customer service of the Q version wanted to complain, but in the end it just wailed "QAQ" to express its grief over the overturn of the plan to "dress up Gran Mani as a peerless villain".

Chiyotani Saori just wanted to say that being cute is useless, but the latter suddenly turned around and ran wildly, and soon ran back dragging a long white strip.

The Q-version customer service staff dragged this in front of her with a heartbroken expression of wanting to die.

There are too many things in the mall, and it is impossible for Chiyoya Saori to look through them one by one. I don't know where I found this in the Q version customer service.

[Imitation smoke lollipop] 15-point highlight value

Description: You can set the program to imitate the lollipop that smokes from cigarettes. After sipping, please put it in your backpack and wait for 3 hours to cool down. The gospel of minors pretending to be aggressive!It costs five yuan a pack at the canteen!

Chiyotani Saori slowly put out a question mark.

The customer service even took the initiative to send her equipment in order to make Granny more pretentious?

She thought this guy was as stingy as she was!

However, since the equipment delivered to the door on her own initiative is not in vain, she can also temporarily add a scene...

The conscientious screenwriter, director and actor soon began to think about how to enrich the script.

The customer service of the Q version was unaware of the host who was trying to dig out its granary. With tears in its eyes, it complained: 【It's all right now!Don't you want to bask back in front of gin?He is showing you off! 】

Chiyoya Saori thought for a second, and asked sincerely: [Can sugar be chosen?Like hot sauce? 】

Q version customer service: [? 】

What kind of devil is this!

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Grammani seems to be an exceptionally quick learner.

When Gin turned back after only a while, he found that the cigarette in the opponent's hand was almost burnt out.

The young man seemed to be slowly repeating the movements of inhaling and exhaling while holding the cigarette, but the violent flickering of the little fire from time to time showed that his movements were not gentle.

The strong smell of smoke floats to the tip of the nose, which seems to be stronger than that in the hand of the gin, with a spicy pungent nose.

The pale face of the black-haired young man was surrounded by night and white smoke, indistinct, and his true emotions could not be seen clearly, but the stimulated thin red at the end of his eyes did not dissipate, and it was particularly conspicuous in the blink of an eye.

In the end, regardless of the burning of his hand, he directly extinguished the cigarette, casually threw the cigarette butt out of the window, met his gaze, and stretched out his hand again.

"Actually, it's okay, isn't it?" The voice that was hoarse due to the rapid smoking was very calm, but it was like the deep sea under the night, and no one knew what was going on underneath.

Gin paused for a moment, pulled out the cigarette case, and handed one to him again, but did not send the lighter along with him.

"Chiyoya Toru." The silver-haired killer rarely called out his real name, with a hint of warning, "Don't tell me that you will go to the Metropolitan Police Department with a smell of cigarettes to take up the post."

"Don't call me by that name."

The black-haired young man held the complete cigarette in his hand again, and threw himself back to his position. He leaned against the car window and saw his own appearance through the somewhat thick window.

He skillfully held the slender cigarette between his fingertips. Although he did not ignite it, he no longer had the clumsy look he had at the beginning, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

The young man said in a low voice, "There is already... a difference."