Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

There are CIA undercover agents in the organization.

Realizing this, Lancer couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He thought of Kil's face in his mind and was speechless.

Lancer didn't believe that there was nothing fishy about this woman.

"The hospital where he is currently staying is our own territory. You mix among the patients, gain her trust, and ask her to ask you to help pass on the news. In this way, we can lock in the undercover candidates within the organization."

Bomore thought so, and Gin also thought it was reliable.

Gin's move to suspend the transaction has made the undercover aware that he is investigating the matter, and the other party should not take any further action in a short period of time.

This is the only feasible solution I can think of at the moment.

But Lancer doubted: "Is she so easy to trust others? Moreover, how can you be sure that she will definitely use my hand to pass on the news?"

"You don't need to worry about this. We will 'leak' some information when the time is right."

Gin put the cigarette into the ashtray, leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs, looking like a boss.

And Lancer has never been willing to suffer.

After thinking hard, he raised his index finger and said seriously to Gin: "That's okay, but if I successfully complete the task, you have to promise me one thing."

"I don't like to negotiate terms with others." Gin raised his chin slightly and refused to trade.

Bomore on the side covered his eyes and forehead with his hands, wondering——

How could such a stinky straight man find a partner?

"Then I quit."

Lancer threw away the cards in his hand, stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his pockets, and prepared to leave coolly.

Unexpectedly, the man just hooked the hat on the back of his T-shirt with his hand, and Lancer raised his head and was pulled back.

"Don't touch me! I will never agree..."

Lancer bared his teeth and screamed for a long time, and soon the man reached out and held his head down.

He felt a few strands of cold hair sticking to his face. He was stunned when he heard Gin lower his head and say something.

There was a hint of teasing in the deep accent.

"Trading is not possible, but rewards are."

Lancer's eyes lit up instantly.

If he really had a tail, it would probably be turning into a propeller behind him by now.

"A word is settled!"

[System: Show! You two didn't hide it at all and started flirting in public, right? 】

Lancer: It's okay, they've long been used to it.

I saw Bomore standing on the side with his chin in the palm of his hand, with an expression as if he had taken a bite.

Camus, on the other hand, had long been accustomed to Gin's double standard on Lancer, and still stood aside expressionlessly.

After they finalized the matter, Kamu told Gin the purpose of coming here.

"The higher-ups in the organization are dissatisfied with your recent actions. I hope you can return to the organization headquarters to report the results of the mission to them. Also, our power has recently been squeezed out by all parties, and our territory has been reduced a lot. It has been Our mortal enemy also took advantage of this moment and injured many of us..."

Kamu sent the compiled information to Gin's mobile phone in person. To show respect, Lancer also received a copy on his mobile phone.

When he opened the file to view it, the screen was filled with red codenames.

"So many deaths?"

"This includes members who were seriously injured and those who were slightly injured, which adds up to a lot."

No matter how many people there are, they are just numbers to Lancer. What matters to him is another thing.

Lancer raised his head and looked at Gin, "Is that the gentleman at the top of the organization?"

I saw Gin lowering his cold eyes, silently lighting a cigarette for himself, and said calmly: "It's the other members of the Karasuma family, some with vested interests, just complaining incompetently."

Lancer couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Gin. There were indeed many men and women who occupied a high position in this organization and enjoyed the benefits obtained by the bottom members' hard work, but they still did practical things for these people. people pointing.

It's disgusting.

"Are you going back?" Lancer asked, "I'm coming with you."

But Gin refused.

"No, just do what I tell you."

Seeing that Lancer's delicate eyebrows were still frowning, looking very worried, Bomore, who had already started to break the oranges and eat them, comforted him: "Don't worry, this guy is shady! If it wasn't for his own will, who would Don’t even think about pulling a hair out of his body.”

The young man glanced at a few strands of silver hair that he accidentally pulled off while braiding and put them on his hands, and carefully hid them in the corner.

Gin narrowed his eyes.

Bomore was speechless: "It's not this Mao!"

After talking about the business, he originally wanted to stay with Kamu to eat here, but Lancer found a lot of delicious snacks in the nearby market.

It's a pity that Kamu came with a mission and still had things to do.

When he and Gin were about to leave together, Bomore also stood up and said, "I'll see you off too."

That's what he said, but his eyes were always on Kamu.

Gin seemed to understand something while holding a cigarette in his mouth, and snorted softly.

"Why are you humming?" Bomore himself didn't understand. Hearing him hum like this, he felt weird and panicked.

Vodka who was staying in other rooms was also called away, and the three people left together. No matter how you looked at their backs, you felt that they were not arrogant like ordinary people.

After standing at the door for a long time, Bomore clicked his tongue.

"...The waist is quite thin."

Lancer looked at him strangely, "Who are you talking about? Vodka?"

"Brother, if your eyes are not good, you can donate them to useful people."

"Then who are you looking at? Are you looking at my wife's waist?" Lancer was furious.

Bomore hissed, "You must be bad at guessing riddles, right? You got two wrong answers out of three people. Besides, what's there to see about Gin? No matter how thin his waist is, who can tell in clothes like that?" ah!"

[System: Host, the mall has a new clairvoyant function. Do you want to spend some points to give him some insights? 】

Lancer:…

The evil capital treats him as a leek, right?

When they were ready, Lancer went back and planned to change his outfit before leaving.

When he turned away, he stopped joking and his tone became more serious.

"Kamu... He is different from us. Sooner or later, he will jump into the fire."

"Just don't bother with him."

Bomore replied irritably: "I know, I know."

"I knew it from the first moment I saw him..."

He muttered quietly, his shoulders and eyelids drooping together. I don't know if it's because of the dazzling and scorching sun, or if it's caused by a bad mood.