[There is a special task, now rush to this place to gather.!

Move quickly! Bourbon!

——rum——]

Bourbon clicked on the address and frowned slightly.

It's Yokohama.

He typed and replied to the email from his immediate boss, saying that he would come over immediately, and did not do anything special afterwards. Instead, he actually left Shirley's laboratory and drove towards Yokohama immediately.

But on the road section where there was no monitoring, he drove with one hand and took out his phone with the other hand and operated it flexibly.

But Scotland did not reply to him, and his positioning showed that it was moving slowly in Hokkaido.

It may have snowed in Hokkaido at this time, and the mission locations of Scotland and Ley this time are in the mountains again, so the signal may be bad.

But even the news in the daytime has been reported in seconds in the recent daytime news. Kenji Hagiwara and Ida Hangami did not reply to his news, which is strange.

Bourbon immediately switched to Sakura identity.

…Okay, it turns out they were just having a meeting, so the phones were silent.

As a member of the bomb group, Matsuda Hachihei sneaked into the search class for a meeting. The reason is naturally because this matter is related to him.

It was the Yamaguchi group's affairs, and some changes have occurred recently. Matsuda Hachihei, who had been accidentally caught in Yamaguchi group, needs to be careful, and he also needs his help in investigating. So he just lets him act with the Search lesson recently.

Tsk, has the world line begun to close?

The blonde young man in white Mazda tightened his fingers and held his phone tightly, then quickly let go, calmed down his face and quickly made a plan.

Tokyo is very close to Yokohama. It was only 6:00 p.m. when Bourbon arrived in Yokohama, and it was not dark yet.

Strangely, it snowed.

After getting off the car, he looked up at the sky, reached out to catch a crystal snowflake, and a trace of surprise flashed in his purple-gray eyes.

Yokohama is a warm seaside city, and it usually only takes a little snow in December and early the year.

But today is October 23.

However, the snow looks very small and should not have any impact.

He closed the car door and turned around and looked at the two familiar cars over there and fell into deep thought.

Black Porsche in Gin and Red Harley in Belmode.

What special task is it that requires him to gather in the abandoned warehouses such as Gin and Belmode at the same time?

Bourbon had no good impression of such a warehouse. The last time he had with Gin, Belmode in such a dusk warehouse, he was almost discovered that he was tied to a pillar with Kiel and was pointed at by Gin with a gun.

Gin likes to execute rats in such an abandoned warehouse.

If Hideichi Akai came to rescue him at risk, he might have really died, and Gin could have really shot him.

To be honest, he had the same bad premonition this time, but he went anyway.

The door was not closed, and Bourbon opened as soon as he pushed it.

There was no one he imagined in the empty and dim warehouse, only a man in black and an ordinary car.

The man in black, who had no expression on his face, asked him to get in the car, and drove for another ten minutes, crossed the forest and headed towards the mountains, and sent him to the front of an ancient castle.

A luxurious but ancient castle, like an isolated island, built on a towering cliff, with only a stone bridge leading to the castle

.

There were many fully armed men in black guarding both ends of the bridge, as if they were robots without any emotion.

This is Rum's preference.

Rum's confidant and trusted subordinates were basically brainwashed by him. Rather than humans, it is better to say that they are robots that strictly execute orders, and are not afraid of death or betrayal.

So Bourbon didn't mean to be his confidant.

Compared to Rum's confidant, he has the potential to become Rum's confidant.

At first, Rum was a little moved by this excellent talent, but was stopped by the boss, so he stocked Bourbon like he is now.

In other words, Bourbon has not really spent much time with Rum, and it basically reports online intelligence.

At this time, the sky had begun to darken and the snow was getting heavier.

Bourbon got off the car, and the heavily armed men in black had already accumulated some snow, but they could only move when they were clearing the way for Bourbon. After he walked, he returned to the statue mode again.

The blonde and dark-skinned young man walked on the bridge, turning his head around curiously.

The castle is built on a high mountain by the sea, surrounded by cliffs and obvious sounds of waves.

Coupled with the dim sky and the increasing snow, it feels like Agatha Christie's "No One Survived" Snowstorm Villa mode.

Bourbon walked into the castle, pushed open the thick iron gate, walked through the huge garden, and stopped in front of the door of the house.

"Please hand over the communication tools." The white-haired woman at the door pointed to the safe where three mobile phones were already placed next to her.

Bourbon and the two alien pupils looked at each other.

It is Curacao, Rum's confidant.

Bourbon reached into his pocket, pressed the emergency secret message button within less than two seconds, and slowly took the phone out of his pocket with a look, and then turned it off and placed it in the safe.

"My mobile phone has a lot of important information, so I must protect it well, otherwise I will not be responsible if something happens." He said with a smile.

Curacao nodded, with a cold face and did not speak, but turned around and opened the door and let him in.

"It's still the same boring personality." Bourbon sighed, and after strode in, the door immediately closed behind him.

However, his attention was no longer behind him, but the huge living room that he could see as soon as he entered, and the huge dining table that was released horizontally in the middle.

Compared with the dim sky outside the door, the entire hall is extremely luxurious and bright, and the white lights illuminate the people in the room so that every strand of hair can be seen clearly.

A man in a black suit sat in the middle with his head like a square computer display.

Two lines of white words were lit on the black electronic display.

【rum】

【no002】

He is the second-in-command of the organization, Rum.

And maybe it's not me, just a robot with a display screen and speakers.

In addition to Rum, there are three people in the living room.

Gin sat at the farthest position to the right from Rum, her eyes glancing up and down at him colder than before.

Vodka sat next to the gin, still wearing sunglasses, and turned his head to him, looking like he wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak.

Belmode sat at the closest position to Rum's right, three seats away from Vodka, and waved to him with a smile.

The four people sat on this huge dining table and looked very disharmonious. With the 13 neatly arranged chairs, it means that there should be many people not present.

“

Choose a seat by yourself." Rum's voice was still an electronic synthesizer that could not hear the emotions, "Borbourne."

Bourbon sat directly in the nearest seat to the left of Rum without hesitation, as if nothing was wrong.

"Mr. Rum, I'm here, hope I'm not late?" the blonde tilted his head and smiled.

"The movement is pretty fast," said Rum, very satisfied with his actions and let go of some doubts.

"It's snowing outside?" Belmode poked his head out on the other side of Rum, looking at the snowflakes that had not yet melted on his blonde hair.

"Yes, I didn't expect it would snow in October in Yokohama." Bourbon sighed, "Maybe I should go back and get a piece of clothing first."

"Then you'll be late and then scolded by Rum." Belmode laughed.

"So I didn't go back and wasted time. I rushed over immediately after receiving the message. I just didn't expect to see so many people. What kind of special task is this?" Bourbon showed a curious expression.

"This..." Belmode looked at Rum next to him meaningfully, "You have to ask Rum, I don't know."

You don't look like you don't know at all.

"It must be a very special thing if you don't even know it." Bourbon exclaimed.

Two men and women with blond hair and outstanding appearances sandwiched Rum in the middle, joking and talking naturally like crosstalk, without any sense of awe, turning the originally dangerous and serious scene into a gorgeous movie scene of a star performance.

Rum felt that his majesty as the second-in-command of the organization had been affected, and was worried that these two guys would affect the atmosphere and lead others to distort them, so he said, "Yunjing, I will explain it together when everyone else comes."

Bourbon was quiet, and he had a look with Belmode for a while, then curled up his lips to look at the gin and vodka in the corner.

Gin obviously knew something. Her air pressure was very low and her face was even more terrifying than before. She didn't even dare to move vodka next to her.

While Bourbon was thinking, the door was opened again and the three of them walked in, with a little snow on their bodies.

They are three snipers he is very familiar with, and their expressions look very inexplicable and confused.

Calvados was stunned when he saw Belmode, and his slow steps suddenly became fast. Before the other two could react, they sat next to Belmode, straightening their backs and putting their hands on their legs, very well-behaved and serious.

Chianti made a loud "tap" and was about to walk over and sit next to Calvados, staring at the sniper friend, don't be bad girls

People use it.
To be continued...