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Chapter 5 The Occasion of Gin and the Whiskeys

Hearing Qian Yuche's cheerful words, some blue veins popped out of Gin Jiu's hand holding the gun, which was paid attention to by everyone. Thinking that the BOSS was still watching what happened in the room through the monitor, he let out a breath slowly, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Qian Yuche was noncommittal, danced and danced around the gin, "Cinderella~oh~"

The mist in his gray-blue eyes dissipated slightly, and the oppressed pupils revealed a little light, "Is the boss wanting me to change from an ordinary woman into a noble princess like Cinderella~"

He raised his tone briskly, "Thank you BOSS for your kindness, Gin~"

The hearts of the undercover agents were shocked - that gentleman!

Gin took out his mobile phone, and after seeing the email from that person, he knew that the temptation was over.

After all, the strength of the young man in front of him is too daunting, but the other party pushed forward a large part of the research process of the organization that had been stagnant after Shirley's defection for the BOSS, which made the gentleman reluctant to let go.

Therefore, today's matter is not only to express the importance of Qian Yuche to other members of the organization, but also to beat and test Qian Yuche.

"Bourbon, Scotland, Rye," the cold killer called the names of the three in turn, and couldn't help but frown when his eyes glanced at the smile on Bourbon's face that was exactly the same as that of the mystic Belmode, "After Cinderella Return to your group."

"...Okay." The three agreed.

Maybe, this will be a good breakthrough for the organization to obtain more intelligence.

Undercover *3 thought secretly in his heart.

"Eh? Has no one ever asked my opinion?" The boy dissatisfied drew his tone, "Gin——shouldn't I act with you——"

Why did he go to the whiskey group for a bottle of cocktail!

Couldn't the whole whiskey group be a little higher in alcohol? !

and--

It had to be said that beside someone like Qin Jiu, he actually felt the relaxation he hadn't seen for a long time.

There is no infinite loop of time, no future reincarnation, no need to witness Sakunosuke's countless deaths.

In front of Gin, he could even tear off his mask occasionally, let himself rot, and let his suffocating self come out to take a breath.

"You?" Qin Jiu sneered, and said ruthlessly, "I don't want to take care of a troublesome brat."

Recalling the wild life of the previous month, Qin Jiu's hand holding the gun slightly trembled.

If you see him by the river, you have to pull him back in time, or you will reap a silver-haired boy who was wet after committing suicide in the water;

Seeing his bright eyes looking at the big tree on the roadside, he must quickly take away the rope that is hidden somewhere on this guy's body, otherwise the newspaper may appear in the next day "The beautiful boy hanged on the street, the reason behind it is shocking." It's a pity..." Such a title.

Even when this guy is doing experiments, he has to take a look outside from time to time, in case he mixes up some weird things and drinks them...

Even more frightening, this guy's body is in a very delicate state, which belongs to Schrödinger's health.

When it's good, after completing the task, I still have the mind to go into a nearby water, and after I pick it up, I'm still alive and kicking.

When it's not good, the whole person seems to be broken at the touch of a touch, and they don't care about it at all.Once when he was eating, he suddenly started coughing, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, which contrasted with the snow-white face, it was shocking, and even he had some palpitations.

However, this person doesn't care about his body at all, as if his body is some inconspicuous disposable garbage bag. If he has a stomachache, he will randomly stuff a little painkiller, and if he is injured, he will wrap a few more bandages on his body without any care. Wipe it off, lie expressionlessly on the messy bed and stare at the sky, watching the white birds flying freely in the azure blue, the delicate face is like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations, corrupt like a puddle of mud in the unknown corner.

This kid is still pretending to be dead, if he doesn’t expose his pain in person, he can endure the two-hour drive to the destination without saying a word, and then complete the task perfectly with a playful smile as usual, until finally he couldn’t bear it anymore On the way back, he passed out, only to find that Yin's Gin had a serious face, and forcibly dragged the comatose person to a private hospital for physical examination.

Qin Jiu really didn't know that a person could have so many problems all over his body. The medical record sheet was simply "Encyclopedia of Common Human Diseases", which opened the eyes of even a well-informed killer.

The BOSS has solemnly told him many times that he must not let anything happen to Qian Yuche.

He is treasure for crows.

So Gin went from being a well-organized Topkiller to Qian Yuche's personal nanny in that month. Tears of bitterness.

Cover the quilt, cook, prepare clothes, drive, stop suicide, check up, buy bandages, disperse the dogs, remind me to take medicine, and so on.

Sometimes Gin Jiu, a killer whose hands are stained with the blood of countless people, even has to work part-time as a psychiatrist, so that the boy paralyzed on the bed will not be so passive and sabotage.

Gin felt that his tolerance was being forced to multiply exponentially.

The boy with silver hair like him occupied all the indulgence and patience of the killer.

Although this guy's performance during the task was indeed perfect, Gin felt that this could not make up for the mental damage he had received.

The corner of Topkiller's mouth curled up, and he glanced at the silent people in the room with deep meaning in his eyes, "That's it for today, I'm leaving first, if you want, you can stay and have a good conversation."

After finishing speaking, the black windbreaker drew a relentless arc, and the tall silver-haired man disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

Vodka hurriedly followed, "Brother, wait for me..."

Chianti stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, and the tattoo on his face almost flew up, "Huh? That's it? Just leave now?!"

"You suddenly called us here today just for this shit??!"

She turned to look at her partner, "Hey Korn! Let's go! What's the point of talking to a brat in this shitty place! Go! Let's go drink!"

Cohen was a little hesitant, but seeing his irritable partner didn't say anything after all, he nodded to everyone in the room, and followed Chianti out of the room.

Now, only the Whiskey Group, Keel, Belmode and Asayuche are left in the hotel.

You taste, you taste carefully.

Four undercover agents, plus a cup of high-level organization leaders who would turn against angels and coolguys, plus Qian Yuche.

What is this situation that makes Qin Jiu cry when he sees it! !

Asahi sighed softly in his heart, but there was a flawless smile on his face: "Everyone—would you like to have a friendly exchange?"

He looked at the sense of existence in [59] in his mind, eager to try.

Now that he has gained a sense of presence in both the red and black protagonist groups, the rest can only be slowly deepened through his usual get-togethers and behaviors to let them deepen their views and understanding of himself as a person, and gradually rise up.

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The smile in the silver-haired boy's eyes deepened, making those who looked into his eyes fall into it.

"I'll forget it, I'm not interested." Belmode casually fiddled with his new manicure, and after admiring it for a while, he picked up the high-end satchel at hand, "Let's go first."

There are too many people now, so it is not a good time to inquire about information. Although I am curious, let’s find some time to take a look in private... If it doesn’t affect Xiaolan and Conan, she doesn’t need to take this muddy water.Gin from the previous month was tortured to a rather haggard...

She couldn't help laughing.I really want to find a chance to learn from it.However, she is going to talk to coolguy a little bit now, but if that little detective who is too curious really gets caught up in the investigation, it will be dangerous... this child.

There is no impatience in my heart, but like a mother doting on her child, helpless but tolerant.

"Keir, give me a ride?" After calming down, the flirtatious female star looked at the host who was sitting on the sofa.

Shui Wuliannai froze for a moment, then immediately agreed, "Okay."

With the sound of closing the door, only the whiskey group was left in the room.

"Well, Cinderella..." Scotland, whose original name was Zhu Fu Jingguang, hesitated, but opened his mouth first, "Can I call you that?"

The silver-haired boy turned his head, his gray-blue phoenix eyes and azure blue cat's eyes met.

"If it's Scotland, of course it's okay~" Qian Yuche looked at the pair of cat eyes that suit him very much, and said with a smile, "The other two whiskeys are fine, I don't really accept smelly men on the street. Or call me Cinderella in private. Call me Asaba."

Two smelly men: ...

Bourbon thought about it.It seems that the boy said his name is Qian Yuche this morning?

"Ahhh, why am I in a hotel with three... two stinky men... I'm going to wither without a beautiful young lady..." The young man lay listlessly on the bed, but avoided Belmode's touch. The position where he passed, the whole person was full of listlessness, "It's decided! Start hating Belmode today!"

Thinking of Rena Mizumusa's blue cat's eyes as beautiful as Scotland in front of him, Asayuche became displeased with Belmode who took Kiel away.

Belmode: ? ? !

The Witch of Thousand Faces would never have thought of what her casual action would bring her.

"Cough," Scotland couldn't help laughing, and glanced at the young tame dye who couldn't smile because he was classified as a "stinky man" with Ley, and there was a gentle light in his eyes.

"Excuse me, me and...these two," he pointed with his hands respectively, "why...?"

Although he didn't finish speaking, everyone present knew what he had said.

"Because I only like cats and hate dogs~" the silver-haired boy said casually, raising his foggy eyes again.

He looked at the drooping dog eyes of the blond Japanese police officer and the proud lone wolf on the right with interest, and smiled, "Especially police dogs, official dogs—"

The hearts of the three undercover agents suddenly stopped.

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Akai: As of now, I am a qualified background board. 【Cat crying】

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