As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Qian Yuche who saw the barrage: ...

very good.So the current gin is suffering from the four angers of dog + barrage + bourbon + another barrage.

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a week later.

"Big, big brother..." Vodka dragged his tall body, already out of breath, "This is impossible, no one will know our whereabouts..."

Gin, who was also trotting, was in a rare embarrassment, his top hat was askew, and the black coat he wore all year round was cut several times, blood oozing out, and his silver hair was messy: "Idiot!"

"Don't you think everything this week is a coincidence?!" Gin's face was gloomy.

Every time he was able to complete the task smoothly and easily, he took several detours for no reason, more or less suffered some non-fatal wounds, and there were even fireworks popping up at the corner...

Except for that little bastard, no one else dared and could not make him so embarrassed.

Even his Porsche 356A was scrapped directly, and there is no possibility of repairing it...

Gee.

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the other side.

"Hahahaha gin!" Qian Yuche happily operated something on the computer while enjoying Zhu Fu Jingguang's feeding, "You have today too!!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang wiped the oil stains from the silver-haired boy's mouth naturally.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he looked completely different from when he first met, although he was smiling, but surrounded by lifelessness, as if he was really a happy young master who was well served and ignorant of the world, Zhu Fujing Hiding the thoughts in his heart, he cooperated with his opening,

"What's wrong with Gin?" It's probably because he's been punished again... Poor Gin.

"Look!" The boy happily held up the computer, and at the same time greeted the other two who had just finished their mission and were resting in the living room, "Wolfy gin~"

The three of them looked at the screen with great interest, and then fell silent.

The man on the screen has beautiful long silver hair and is always holding a pitch-black Beretta in his right hand. His clothes are a little messy at this time, and his handsome appearance, which is usually covered by a top hat and aura, is revealed at this time, with a smear on his face. bloodstains.

Because the pixels of the camera are so good, even the fighting spirit in those dark green eyes and the perfect figure are meticulously recorded. Although the whole person looks embarrassed, there is still a cold and aggressive aura around him, more is A dangerous yet alluring(?) aura...?

Qian Yuche also stared at the screen for a while.

Damn it, I didn't think much of it just now, but now that I look at it seriously, it looks like some kind of photo shoot for an international superstar...

It must be a problem with the angle!And it's all because he looks so good-looking, it's normal to look like vodka!

[Whiskey Trio & Belmode: ? ]

Barrage.

[Sihasha, Pants Feifei——]

[Remove your pants! 】

[Ah, ah, why is Gin so lustful! ! ! 】

[My saliva flowed down unsatisfactorily]

【Hahaha Xiao Asaba is stupid——】

[Xiao Qianyu:?This photo seems to be different from what I imagined? ? ! 】

【However, I have to say that he is worthy of Mr. Tuo's young tame dye, who has a set of tricks】

[Well, after all, if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black? 】

【Hahahahaha】

Qian Yuche, who had already adjusted the transparency of the barrage to the highest level, didn't know about the flying pants inside. He hesitated for a moment, and then quickly tapped the computer a few times.

Seeing Gin's face on the computer being pulled up and down, left and right, and his facial features distorted, the silver-haired boy nodded in satisfaction, and stared at the three of Whiskey with bright eyes.

It looks like... asking for credit?

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro smiled slightly.

"Do you have any internal discussion group?" Qian Yuche was eager to try.

Akai Hideichi was silent for a moment, and said: "In the organization, we usually communicate by email... I have never heard of group chats or something."

The silver-haired boy curled his lips in disappointment: "Okay, there is no ready-made one, so I have to pull one myself... Sigh, it's troublesome."

The whiskey trio: ?

"But the contact information...?" Bourbon put on a proper doubt.

I heard that Cinderella majored in bioengineering?Will the computer do it too?

Qian Yuche didn't raise her head, her white hands jumped nimbly on the keyboard, making it hard to see her movements: "Please don't use your worldview to understand me. You never know how talented a genius can be."

Toru Amuro:  …

So angry, but still keep smiling orz.

"Okay~" Qian Yuche breathed out, and quickly @all members, of course, Qin Jiu is not in this group.

[group chat]

[Cinderella: @all members~? ? ]

[Cinderella: Hurt to twisted gin.jpg poor TOPKILLER.jpg]

[Cinderella: Everyone!Come and see~ Gin Sauce is not here~]

[Group chat reminder: Belmode saved the picture and liked it]

[Vermouth:  …]

[Cinderella: This is a small program I specially set up~ (tweaking.jpg)]

The woman far away in Los Angeles smiled charmingly: "Interesting."

[Group chat prompt: Belmode poked Cinderella]

[Bourbon: Wow--]

[Group chat reminder: Bourbon saved the picture and clicked on it]

[Group chat tip: Scotland saved the picture and clicked on it]

[Group chat reminder: Rye Whiskey saved the picture and clicked on it]

[Group chat prompt: Vodka is shaking]

[Vermouth: So smart (laughs)]

[Cinderella: (shy.jpg)]

[Chianti: Kid from that night?Good job! ! ]

[Group chat tip: Chianti saved the picture and clicked on it]

[Cinderella: Hey, is Gin's popularity so bad QAQ]

[Cinderella: Is it true that only those who have mixed drinks with Gin will like it QAQ]

The female star who is holding a glass of martini: Keke

She put down the wine glass in her hand, tapped her newly made nails on the screen of the phone quickly,

[[Vermouth: It’s not easy for minors to say this, is it? ]

Qian Yuche wisely changed the topic,

[Cinderella: Huh?But shouldn’t our focus be Qin Jiang QAQ]

Everyone who saw the message:  …

I feel like I won't be able to look directly at QAQ's expression in the future.

Also, Qin-chan is...?

{Barrage}

[Wait, so Sister Bei and Master Qin really... so what happened? 】

[Yes, it should be? 】

[Wait, with the beauty coming, Mengxin's face is covered, what happened? 】

【Ah, just, you know that the member codes of the winery are all wine...】

[So the other meaning of bartending in the winery is...cough.A martini is just gin and vermouth...]

[?You people who don't know where to throw your pants, can you stop being reserved when you shouldn't? ! 】

[Oh well, I won't pretend anymore, it's just gotothebed, doi, commonly known as gotothebed. 】

【屮hahaha what the hell is a gotothebed?】

【I'm different from you guys. When you were discussing bartending, I had already taken a photo of Lord Qin once in a thousand years/doge】

[Ha ha ha ha who is not? 】

[Speaking of which, is Little Beauty Asaba's original appearance on the Internet? (laughing and crying)】

[This, we can call it contrast cute (deep)]

【Goose Goose Quack】

Rum, who was making sushi, twitched.

When he was about to save this picture, he silently withdrew his hand when he saw the group chat prompt popped up by Belmode.

He still wants to save face.

However, this computer technology...

Rum watched as he found the technician's dazed session:

[Master Rum, you really didn’t find any traces of intrusion on your mobile phone and other devices?Our technical department has checked it several times. ]

Just hope Cinderella isn't an enemy.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult to keep alive.

The whiskey trio also had their own thoughts.

In such a short period of time, so many layers of protected equipment have been hacked, and no one can detect any traces...

Every time, when they let their guard down a little bit, Cinderella always revealed a deeper side, making them have to cheer up again.

Like this time.

Can the FBI/Japanese police guard against such top-notch technology?

Then their undercover identities are at risk of being leaked at any time.

This is a fatal crisis for undercover agents who have been wandering on the tip of their knives all year round.

The silver-haired boy was manipulating the computer, still smiling.

But he can't help but push away the people around him, so that people can never get close.

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the other side.

After finally returning to the safe house, Gin casually rubbed some wound medicine, then sat on the sofa and took a deep breath of the cigarette.

He looked at Vodka's stiff body and asked, "What's wrong?"

Vodka swallowed, showing a smile that was uglier than crying: "No, it's nothing, big brother."

Let the big brother see it and die!

Vodka crashes online.

Qin Jiu frowned, and he looked even more terrified than usual when he was already in an uneasy mood: "Bring the phone."

Vodka wanted to struggle again, "Brother, I..."

"Bring it."

Vodka obediently handed over the phone as if he had bumped into a student of the dean.

"Heh." Qin Jiu sneered, shaking the cigarette ash.

He knew it was the little bastard who played disco on his bottom line every day.

(Gin: Unknowingly, the bottom line has dropped to a very low level [安静.jpg])

However, to Vodka's surprise, Gin did not fly into a rage or plan to trouble Cinderella again as Vodka thought. Instead, he clicked on the group chat and searched for something seriously.

Vodka peeked over.

Gin found Bourbon's private chat page and poked in.