There is an old gramophone on the table.

The golden loudspeaker is in full bloom, the vinyl record is constantly rotating, and melodious music floats out from it, as if a woman who has experienced many vicissitudes of life is singing about betrayal, death, pain and decadence in a slightly hoarse voice.

The tall man leaned back on the chair, put his feet on the table, half-closed his eyes, and squinted at the whiteboard not far in front of him. On the whiteboard, there were many photos and written information densely pasted, and there were many writings.

Traces of writing and drawing.

The blond woman came over with a wine glass, glanced at the white board, leaned aside and said with a smile: "Gin, you've been acting like a policeman obsessed with solving crimes recently. How about it, have you found any clues?"

Vodka said next to him: "Alas...those guys have disappeared without a trace since they did that thing. No new news has come out during this period. My eldest brother and I have been tracking it for a long time."

Belmode took a sip of wine and said: "Didn't the boss say that? Leave this matter to Rum's side, gin, vodka, this is not the task you are responsible for, right?"

"But both Cohen and Calvados died in the hands of those people!" Vodka said seriously: "If we don't find them, my eldest brother and I will also be in danger."

Gin glanced at Bermod coldly and asked, "Have you found that thing?"

"Well..." Belmod smiled and said, "It should mean that I haven't been found yet..."

"My true self?" Vodka, who was in a daze next to him, asked curiously: "Is there still a clone? By the way, Belmod, it's about time you told us where you were and what you were doing, right?"

"Huh." Gin sneered and said, "It's useless. This woman has always been mysterious, and she didn't just start now."

"Oh~ women who hide secrets will become beautiful!" Belmod protracted her voice, as if it contained sugar.

Gin said unceremoniously: "Disgusting!"

Belmode didn't feel dissatisfied, and leaned next to him and said affectionately: "By the way, how about tonight...? It's been a long time since I made a martini."

"Make a martini?" Vodka repeated blankly, wondering why the conversation turned to drinking.

"Huh? Don't you know?" Bellmode said with slight surprise, and with a smile, he said with a hint: "If gin and absinthe are mixed together, it will be the king of cocktails, the Martini."

"oh……"

Vodka responded in confusion.

Belmode wants a martini tonight?

Isn't she just the one who takes care of it herself?

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a cold smile: "If black is mixed with black, it will only turn into black..."

Belmod rolled his eyes, looked at the vodka who was still thinking about making a drink, and said with a smile: "Vodka, what do you think of the taste of rsian cktail?"

"Lucia cocktail?" Not knowing that this drink is made from vodka and spicy gin, Vodka blinked and said honestly: "I'm not..."

"Shut up!" Gin scolded, interrupting his younger brother, staring coldly at Belmode from under the brim of his hat, and asked: "Belmode, last time you ventured back to the Twin Towers, there really was nothing.

Found it?"

"I have to ask you, Gin! The explosion happened so fast, what can I do." Belmod shook the wine glass and said with a bit of complaint: "I was still halfway when the building started to collapse.

The road was also blocked, and I was busy running around for the rest of the time. If it hadn't been for the young master of the Beiyuan family, I might have really fallen into your hands this time."

"Then..." Gin stared at her closely and asked, "Where is Bourbon? Is there anything unusual about him?"

Belmod curled her lips and said with a smile: "What could be wrong with him? How..." She leaned over slightly and asked: "Because it almost killed both of us, I just didn't do anything... I want to make the accident happen."

'Becomes a fact?"

The two looked at each other.

One's eyes were cold as if there was no human emotion, and the other's eyes were teasing, but it seemed like he didn't take the other person seriously at all.

After a while, Gin Jiu said coldly: "It's best this way."

Is that best?

Belmode thought with a smile - is it best that none of us are abnormal? Or is it best that we are all killed?

The woman's smile never changes and her heart is stable.

She has been working for the organization for decades, and she can't remember how many targets she has eliminated. Ordinary suspicious things can't shake her credibility in the boss's mind. And because of her special identity, Gin simply cannot

It is impossible to remove them casually like ordinary members.

But the problem now is——

That Toru Amuro who easily agreed to help her hide it... what was he thinking about?

Belmod glanced at a photo of Kitahara Sosuke posted on the whiteboard, feeling very fearful in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face.

She can't touch this person now. Because Kitahara Sosuke is still under the surveillance of the organization, if she suddenly kills that person, the organization will definitely suspect something is wrong...

Thinking about the scene of risking his life to save others that he saw that day, Belmode lowered his head and took a sip of wine, then looked at Gin and smiled: "By the way, Chianti seems to have woken up, don't you go and take a look?"

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"So you didn't mention the fact that you helped me save people, and the woman who wanted to kill me didn't mention it either?"

In the Italian restaurant, Kitahara Sosuke asked.

"Yes." Toru Amuro said with a smile: "She even paid a special price to let me help hide it! Do you think it's strange?"

Kithara Sosuke nodded and said: "It's indeed quite strange. One moment you want to kill someone, the next moment you want to save someone, you feel cold and hot at times - is this a woman?"

"I think this has nothing to do with gender, but with you, Master Kitahara." Toru Amuro guessed, "You guys... must have known each other before, right? That's why she went out of her way to protect you?"

"You're so protective that you made a hole in my stomach?" Kitahara Sosuke asked.

"That's right..." Toru Amuro nodded and asked: "Although the person I knew before was very mysterious, he was not so capricious... What on earth is going on?"

"How do I know?" Kitahara Sosuke said speechlessly: "We only met once before at a banquet, and we spoke less than ten words in total."

"Do you know who she is?"

"Of course, the big star Chrissy Wynyard! Who else can't recognize that face?"

Toru Amuro looked at Kitahara Sosuke quietly, and after a moment: "The organization's investigation is the same... But I don't know why, I always feel that you actually know - why she wants to kill you, and why she wants to protect you

reason."

Kithara Sosuke smiled and did not answer, and replied: "I have been answering your questions for a long time, Officer Amuro. Are you inviting me to dinner today to interrogate me on behalf of the organization behind you?"

He said with a smile, keenly noticing that when he said "police officer", the lines on Amuro Toru's face seemed to be tense for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

He smiled and said: "Who dares to interrogate the famous Young Master Beiyuan? I just want to thank you for your warm hospitality last time, so I specially invited you."

"Oh...I understand. 'On orders to make friends', right?" Kitahara Sosuke nodded, pointed to the collar and cuffs, and said: "For whatever reason, you didn't bring those extra things with you this time.

Little thing, I think it’s pretty good.”

Amuro Toru smiled, but her heart tightened——

It's been less than ten minutes since I sat down, and there's been no special search or anything like that. How can the person in front of me be sure that he doesn't have a listening device on him?

This kind of observation...

"All in all," Kitahara Sosuke continued, "I'm really happy that Amuro-kun wasn't affected by what happened last time. To be honest, every time you leave, it makes me feel as if I have to say goodbye forever.

"

Seeing the undisguised kindness and concern on his face, Toru Amuro was silent for a while, and finally decided to ask bluntly: "Young Master Kitahara... No, Sosuke, why... you don't mind?"

"Um?"

"I'm from the organization!"

"Well, I know."

"The organization previously wanted to ambush you because it suspected that you were related to the Shadow Cat Gang! It even included people around you!"

"Well, I know."

"Because of the action planned by the organization, countless innocent people were killed and injured! Many people just went to the banquet happily and never woke up again!"

"Well, I know."

"Then... why don't you mind!" Amuro Toru clenched his fists tightly, looked at the other person, and growled: "Why can you still treat me like a friend... and still act like nothing happened?

!You have to tolerate even those who want to kill you...you, are you not very clear-headed?"

He is not such an irrational person. When he was organizing, he was already used to expressing everything in a roundabout way. If he spoke too clearly and too firmly, he would easily be caught. As for having a heart-to-heart relationship? After the death of his friend Jing Guang, he

I once thought that was the word farthest from me.

but……

Some people just have that kind of charm. He is as honest and frank as a piece of white paper, like a mirror. When you look at him, you can't stand the fact that the reflected image of yourself is hypocritical and ugly.

"Amuro-kun." Kitahara Sosuke suddenly said seriously: "Actually, I have an inescapable responsibility for the deaths of those people. It was precisely because I was in that building that day that so many people were killed."

"No, I..."

"But Amuro-kun." Kitahara Sosuke interrupted his confession, looked at him and said, "You seem... to be in much more self-blame and pain than I am."

Toru Amuro's expression suddenly froze, and he realized that he had exposed too many emotions.

Kitahara Sosuke did not go into details and said: "And in my opinion, a winery is a winery and you are you. The two cannot be equated. Even if the organization is evil and deserves to die, that does not mean that some individuals in it cannot

Become friends.”

"Amuro-kun is this [individual]."

"For me, black and white, good and evil, family background, background...these are all obstacles that can be discarded. The most important thing is the essence of a person. I firmly believe that I know what kind of person you are and will judge me.

No doubt - if you must ask, this is why I still regard you as a trustworthy friend."

After a long time, Toru Amuro asked dryly: "Then... what if your judgment is wrong?"
Chapter completed!