The man standing in front of Jing Baiye was about in his early twenties, tall, slender and slim.
After he asked, he stood there quietly without speaking to urge them to move away immediately.
His hair was like a thin ray of sunshine, a very light golden color, neatly combed and not messed up. His skin was very fair, to put it mildly, it was as white as milk.
The clothes he wore, from the windbreaker to the pants to the leather shoes, were all black, with a very organized style.
Jing Baiye looked at the man standing in front of him and was stunned. His eyes fell on that face, and he even forgot to speak for a moment.
He swore - he was willing to swear on the Lamborghini Aventador that Belmode gave him newly - this was definitely the most handsome man he had ever seen in his three lifetimes!
Only his vest, which can directly bring him a 50% bonus, can be compared to Black!
Jing Baiye didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this moment. In addition to his love for the other person's appearance, he also vaguely felt a strange attraction that seemed to come from his soul.
——The last time he felt this way was when he met the original owner.
Belmod next to her saw Jing Baiye standing there stupidly, and glanced at the face of the man in front of her. She understood instantly, and she started to pat Jing Baiye gently.
Jing Baiye was still dumbfounded.
Belmod's smile instantly became gentle. She raised her hand to pinch his cheek and pulled it to the side——
"!!"
The familiar pain on his cheek made Jing Baiye finally come to his senses. He reacted, retracted his overly enthusiastic and impolite gaze, and quickly moved aside.
"Thanks.."
The young man thanked him politely. He had a very cold temperament, and even though he spoke polite words, he gave people a sense of condescension and arrogance, but it was not annoying.
He walked to the seat next to Jing Baiye and sat down, one of the few spectators.
"The concert is about to start, let's sit down." Belmode said.
Jing Baiye nodded, and he took another look at the young man whose eyes fell on the stage, not even looking at them, and sat down on the empty seat next to him.
Almost as soon as he sat down, the lights in the concert hall went out, leaving only the stage on.
Spiatus gracefully bowed slightly to the audience, raised his head and looked at Reiko Akito who was standing on the second floor stage, sat on the stool in front of the organ, and pressed the keyboard with both hands.
The melodious sound of the pipe organ sounded in the concert hall. Reiko Qiu Ting clasped her hands on her chest, took a deep breath, slowly relaxed, and opened her eyes again.
"Amazing grace, so sweet..."
The moment the sound sounded, Jing Baiye felt goosebumps rising.
The concert hall is the best place to enjoy music. The surrounding honeycomb walls weaken the reflection of sound and achieve the best audio-visual effect. The shock at the moment when the sound sounds is something you can never experience while listening to music with headphones.
Everyone's eyes fell on Reiko Qiu Ting, she was the most eye-catching focus in this concert hall.
She was wearing an elegant and dignified white dress, her red eyes sparkling under the light. She was singing and walking down the steps step by step.
"Once blind, now seeing again..."
Jing Baiye stared at her. At this moment, he was completely immersed in her singing voice.
He ignored the amazing-looking man next to him, ignored Spiatus who was playing background music on the stage, and even briefly ignored the most important one, Belmode.
Gu Yan
——Music is mankind’s question to God.
It wasn't until this moment that Jing Baiye understood the meaning of this sentence.
Qiuting Reiko is indeed a musical talent recommended by Spiatus. When she is mentioned again in the future, Jing Baiye will not think of her appearance, but her shocking singing.
————
Almost everyone was immersed in Qiuting Reiko's beautiful singing voice, except for one person.
Bermod, who was sitting at the end of the stairs, secretly took out his cell phone while Angstra was enjoying music next to him, opened it, and sent an email to the organization's only designated model worker.
[Seven years ago, what did the boss ask you to go to Kyoto to find? What did the target look like?——vermouth]
【What are you asking for [attachment]?——gin】
As expected of Gin, no matter when and where you send him an email, as long as it is something important and related to the organization, he will always reply instantly.
Since it was about the boss, Belmod rarely continued her mystical style. She opened the attached photo, compared it carefully with the man sitting next door to her, and quickly replied to the message with her fingers on the keyboard.
[I saw him in the concert hall, he was sitting next to me and Angstra.——vermouth]
[That guy’s name is Chiba Shusaku. He is twenty-two years old. He is the head of the Kyoto Prefectural Police Headquarters and the only son of police inspector Chiba Shuzo. Their father-son relationship is not good. He has been living alone since he was in middle school. Seven years ago, A gentleman asked me to go to Kyoto to monitor him.——gin]
Gin knew that Belmod, Angstra and the boss would attend tonight's concert in Nishitama City. He was always worried about the matter that would have anything to do with the boss, so he sent Belmod the longest message in history. An email.
【What's special about him?——vermouth】
Seven years ago, Chiba Shusaku was only fourteen years old, the same age as Angstra now.
[No, after you brought that kid back, the gentleman asked me to give up surveillance and withdraw.——gin]
Belmode stared at the email and frowned slightly.
She can be very sure that the current Chiba Shusaku is not from the organization and does not have that kind of aura about him.
Let Gin, as the top killer, go to Kyoto to monitor him personally. After monitoring, he did not win over or kill the opponent, but ended calmly...
Bosses rarely do meaningless things. Is there anything special about Chiba Shusaku?
And the look in Angostela’s eyes just now wasn’t quite right either.
Her little crow likes good-looking people, as can be seen from his kindness to the Miyano sisters and the few henchmen he has found, but he doesn't stare at other people's faces all the time, and he won't be so rude.
This gave her a sense of crisis - this Chiba Shusaku might steal her little crow...
Belmode clenched her cell phone because of this ridiculous idea, and suddenly she felt someone poke her gently next to her.
She looked up suddenly and met Angostela's expression.
Because he was about to enter the concert hall, Angstra took off the bandage on his face and combed his longer bangs to one side to cover the scar on his left eye. The bandage on his body was still on, and the length of his formal suit was enough to cover it up.
"You are not allowed to use mobile phones in the concert hall." He reminded her in a very low voice.
Belmod smiled, pinched Angstra's face, and put back the lock screen on his phone.
The boss happened to be here. He said he would chat with them after the concert. Could she find a chance to ask him...