My undercover organization eats jujube pills

In the eyes of ordinary people, people with supernatural powers are fantasy and only exist in urban legends.

In fact, there are indeed very few people with supernatural powers.Even in Yokohama, a city where people with supernatural powers gather in Japan, there are only a dozen or so people with supernatural powers.

How rare are people with supernatural powers?Even the trans-international criminal organization that I am currently undercover does not have any supernatural beings.

Of course, according to the information I know, no one with supernatural abilities has been found yet.There is no report about the organization of people with supernatural abilities in the Supernatural Secret Service Division... so there should be no reports.

After the progress bar of the mobile hard disk turned to 100%, I unplugged the mobile hard disk and put it in my pocket, and shot the laptop computer with a simple and brutal shot.

I didn't take care of that man's body. I don't care about the aftermath, and I'm not interested in cleaning up afterward.Cleaning up bloody spots can be annoying.

Out of prudence, this man chose to live in an old-fashioned apartment, and there was no surveillance system installed on the floor—this is all right, there is no evidence of death, and I don’t need to find a way to get rid of the surveillance video.

Even if anyone had seen me, they would only remember that a very young girl came here, and would not suspect that I had anything to do with this man's death.

With no worries, I went to Belmode in a good mood.

I did not expect--

The people there were not only Belmode, but also Gin who, in Bourbon's mouth, "had a boy with long white hair, didn't know how often he washed his hair, and wore a tasteless old man's aesthetic hat".

Let us thank Bourbon for such a picture-like description of ghosts, I can recognize this legendary brother of the winery in a second.

...oh, and his personal chauffeur vodka.

Seeing me enter the door, Gin glanced at me expressionlessly, and cast a sharp look at me from the eyes protruding from the silver-white hair.

Dude, I think it's time for you to cut your bangs?

Of course, I wouldn't foolishly say that gin is not bourbon and Scotch, and would complain about me in turn.

If the target is this brother of the winery, he is most likely to kill me with a single shot.Anyway, I'm just a low-level employee who has no use and no code name. If I kill it, I will kill it. For Gin, it is as easy and comfortable as trampling an ant to death.

I took a closer look. The first brother from the winery was completely black, with a black hat, black windbreaker and black leather shoes, and the collar of the windbreaker was turned up to block most of his face—this brother almost wrote "I'm not a good person" on his face. A big black and bold version.

As long as he is not stupid, he can tell at a glance that this person is definitely not a good guy.How did he rely on this outfit to walk in the daytime without being arrested by passers-by? ? ?

I have serious doubts about this.

"The little mouse Bourbon brought back?" he asked Belmode in a low voice.The vodka is like a statue, standing behind the gin as an unattractive human-shaped backdrop.

Belmode raised his eyelids and smiled at me, "Yes, Bourbon's illegitimate daughter."

Gin seemed shocked by Belmod's speech, but realized in the next second that it was Belmod's joke.Of course, he couldn't shoot Belmode, after all, she was the boss's favorite woman.

As for gin...unless he becomes the boss's favorite man.

The word pet is bold, black and exclamation point to delineate the key point!

"Finished?" Belmode walked towards me swayingly, and I looked at Belmode's good figure with bulging front and back, and a goblet on his buttocks with hidden jealous eyes.

Damn, I always feel that even if I take hormones, I can't develop to this level.

"It's done." I handed the mobile hard drive to Belmode, and added, "I killed that man."

"If you kill him, you will kill him." Belmode obviously had an indifferent attitude, and he answered me casually, "He should have been killed." She put away the mobile hard drive, bent her eyeliner-painted eyes and smiled Get up: "I didn't expect that you could kill someone without changing your face at such a young age... How did you kill him?"

Gin lit a cigarette, and glanced slightly towards me, as if he was going to listen to my mission report.

I am a low-level employee, what can I do?

"The mission target thinks that I am just an ordinary kid who is not a threat, so the defense is not strong." I said very briefly, "When he squatted down to talk to me, I used the iron plate hidden on my body to cut open His neck, and then just walked in and copied the data, and I came back after cleaning up the footprints I left."

"Document," Gin suddenly made a sound, his voice was low and hoarse, even though the distance was one or two meters away, I could still smell the nicotine in the air with my sensitivity to the air, "you see up? "

"I never went to school." I said indifferently.

Those research-related documents are full of dense formulas, so Belmode and Gin naturally decided that I couldn't understand them.

I'm not lying, I didn't go to school - but that doesn't mean I didn't learn my lessons.

Just kidding, as a superpower, how can you use superpowers without reading?

"Bourbon's teaching is really good." Belmode smiled and said meaningfully.

Damn, why are you such a sublime woman?What has Bourbon's teachings got to do with me!I'm obviously self-taught!

Gin Jiu's cold eyes locked on me directly, it's ridiculous, as a Lv.5 superpower, I can say that I can hit ten with one hand like Gin Jiu, how can I be afraid of him?But I have to pretend to be weak, pitiful and helpless—the time has come to test my acting skills.

I lowered my head pretending to be afraid, and my gaze was erratic, not daring to meet his murderous eyes.After my body trembled slightly, I raised my head again, and stared back fiercely, like a little animal that was trembling with fear but still pretending to be fierce.

"You'd better not be caught by me." He dropped this sentence coldly, and left with his exclusive driver vodka.

I should have passed the level...?I thought uncertainly.

"Gin is like that." Belmode pretended to touch my head affectionately, "Little girl, you have to get used to it."

Pooh, you, an old woman in her 20s, obviously you became like this because you talk too much on purpose, do you think I'm an idiot?

I stared at her blankly for too long, Belmode was also frozen by my staring smile, and she couldn't bear to ask me: "What do you think I am doing?"

I said sincerely, "I think your false eyelashes are very good, can you introduce them to me?"

"..."

I did it on purpose, I know Belmode must be angry and want to hit me.

When she's upset, I'm happy.

The author has something to say: Sister Bei: What are you farting, I am obviously full of original goods! ! !

To be honest, I think both gin and Chuya's hat are tasteless (.

To explain what happened before, Bourbon is still in the stage of doubting Yayoi, and Brother Fang will come soon!

In this chapter, it is also customary to draw red envelopes from five little angels in the comments =3=

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Fill sugar with 18 bottles of black mud; Moshang 1 bottle;

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