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

"Gin, sit down."

Lancer pressed Gin's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down by the bed.

But Gin didn't move.

It wasn't until Lancer spoke again that he bent down a little sluggishly and sat on the bed with moisture all over his body, which even touched his hair.

At first, he thought that Gin was mentally depressed after being punished, but after a few minutes of contact, Lancer found that something was wrong with Gin's current state.

It takes a man a long time to understand what he means.

The brain is like a rusty machine, the function of filtering and organizing language is blocked, and the whole person seems dull.

Lancer frowned in confusion, and then asked the system: "Can you help me check his body values?"

[System: This test consumes 5000 points. Are you sure to continue? 】

"..."

Lancer: "Damn it, are you taking advantage of the situation?"

[System: Are you sure to continue with the physical health value test? 】

This broken system just pretends to be dumb at times like this, so it might as well be a repeater!

"……confirm."

Lancer said reluctantly.

[System: Numerical detection for target is in progress...]

A few seconds later, Gin's body values ​​were listed on the floating light electronic panel in front of Lancer.

[The target weakness is 40%, the mental concentration is 20%, the body contains 80% of the drug ingredients, and it is in a state of exhaustion...]

Lancer was stunned for a moment, then frowned tightly.

"Has he been injected with drugs? What are the ingredients?"

[System: Confession Agent. 】

Lancer looked down at the man, stretched out his hand and lifted his chin.

Gin's eyes were always cold and unfathomable, and no one could see his true emotions in his eyes.

But at this time, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, his pupils were dilated, and he looked like he was easy to bully.

Lancer felt angry, but also found it novel that the man in front of him rarely had such a state.

"It seems that I underestimated you..." Lancer murmured to himself, slender white fingers gently rubbing his chin. "What do they want to know from you?"

After listening to him reciting so many words silently, Gin seemed to have only heard this sentence in his mind.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he said word by word: "...Betrayal, identity..."

"Huh?" Lancer couldn't tell anything from just these two words, so he had to take out the healing potion he had just obtained not long ago from the system space, put it in a syringe, and prepared to inject him.

Who would have expected that after Gin saw the syringe, he suddenly threw Lancer onto the bed, and the medicine almost flew out of his hand!

Lancer had no patience because of the mediation with the Karasuma family, and the lingering fatigue made him feel more and more depressed.

After finally getting the man out of the hands of those difficult guys, he treated him roughly like a wild beast about to rebel.

However, the man's strength was several times greater than his. He pinned his hands on the soft bed and restrained him tightly.

Lancer said angrily: "Why are you crazy?! Do you know how much effort I put into saving you?"

But even after restraining Lancer, Gin's eyes were still staring at the potion in his hand, showing great resistance.

"Throw it away."

Lancer frowned: "You almost got it."

[System: Host, I feel this is a symptom of stress. 】

In other words, he used to be injected with different drugs?

A white light flashed in Lancer's mind, and he seemed to understand something.

As a confidant trained by the organization, the person above must ensure his loyalty to the organization. Drug injections were a necessary means of maintaining a surveillance relationship and were not outlawed as gin matured.

Confession agents are also called truth serums. They do not have direct and exaggerated effects like the name suggests. They are more effective in making people unable to concentrate on thinking, weakening their psychological defenses, and causing symptoms of irritability and boredom.

At this time, it is easy to get true answers when interrogating the person being injected.

Lancer has never had the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of medicine before, but he didn't expect that the organization has already used this medicine in his subordinates' methods.

It's so annoying and disgusting!

"Okay!" Lancer's clenched fists unclenched again, and the healing potion in his palm disappeared like magic.

"Look, it's gone. Can you let me go now?"

Gin still maintained his current movements, looking down at Lancer's face with barely focused eyes.

Lancer didn't miss any of his subtle changes, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome face.

"What are you thinking about right now... Gin?"

The man's wet hair hung down from his back and stuck to Lancer's neck, as if he was wearing a silver collar invisibly.

Gin's expression became more and more confused, showing a bit of fragility for no reason.

The young man's hand caressed his face and murmured thoughtfully: "You have become much more tactful after being injected with the confessional agent."

Like a beast that had been greatly wronged, Gin arched his back, protruding the powerful lines on his spine, and buried his head on his shoulder.

It's like being attracted by the song of the fallen mermaid. You know that he is the abyss, the dead sea, and a symbol of danger, but you just can't push him away, and you can't bear to see him suffer any more harm.

Lancer realized that this was an excellent opportunity, so he took the initiative to hug him and secretly took out the syringe.

Gin was stunned for a moment, then felt a stinging pain on the side of his neck, and cold liquid was injected into it.

In a few seconds, all the scars on the body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, until no traces were left on the skin, which was smooth and flawless.

Through the half-open window, you can hear the faint sound of rain outside the house.

At first the sound was small, rustling, but as the rain intensified, the dripping rainwater made a gurgling sound on the ground, adding hypnotic white noise to the silent night.

Gin had fallen asleep due to the effect of the medicine, and Lancer stood by the window and felt the rare peace.

But soon, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

After answering the phone, Lancer lowered his voice very low and softly, making the caller a little confused and confused.

"Hey?"

"Were you kidnapped or fed poison to mute you?"

"Tsk!" Lancer's good mood was completely ruined by him, "Bomore, if you were as considerate as me, you would have found your target already."

"...Why are you still attacking me personally? Where is Gin? Is he dead? Is there any hope that I can take over the title of the number one confidant of his organization?"

Lancer chuckled and glanced back.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid it won't be your turn in this life."