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

After decrypting the USB flash drive Bomore obtained, he finally got the important documents inside.

That records the secret contact information between CIA members and undercover agents who have infiltrated the organization, including what passwords were used, what contact tools were used, and which number of members contacted which number of undercover agents...

All clearly labeled.

It's a pity that only some unfamiliar pseudonyms are used above, and the code names of the organization members or other familiar names are not mentioned.

Lancer didn't see a name like Mizuna Reina, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

"That woman hides it so well..."

he muttered.

At this time, Bomore, who was in the back row, leaned over and encouraged him with a smile: "Don't worry, this time I went to the tropical paradise to help them with their nest! Although I don't understand why these undercover agents like to be in this kind of amusement park The joints and tickets will cost a lot~”

"Hmm... maybe the undercover agents are very rich."

Lancer mused.

He glanced at the man beside him, leaned half of his body against the car window, rested his chin on his hand and joked with a half-smile: "I thought someone was taking me to a tropical paradise. It's true." You want to go on a date with me, but after a long time, it’s still because of the mission!”

[System: Of course! With your man’s personality, you can’t be so OOC even in fan fiction~]

"Yes!" Bomore echoed from the side: "Gin doesn't look like someone who would go to a tropical paradise."

Vodka, who acted as Wannian's driver, weakly interrupted: "Well, my eldest brother and I have actually been to Tropical Paradise before..."

Lancer's expression gradually became complicated, and his features twisted: "It's just you two grown men? How strange!"

"I also made an appointment with someone to meet and trade here..."

"..."

Bomore touched his chin and said seriously: "From this we can conclude that Gin is an undercover agent."

Finally, Gin, who had closed his eyes and dozed off, opened his eyes and flew over with a cold-eyed mad knife.

It's a pity that Bomore didn't see it. He turned to look at Kamu who was distracted with his arms folded beside him, and smiled a little flatteringly.

"Am I right? Handsome boy~"

Kamu glanced at him, hugged himself tightly and stopped ignoring him.

So the pestering Bomore approached Kamu and harassed him, finally leaving Gin's ears somewhat quiet.

Lancer was still staring at the copied files on his phone. Unexpectedly, the phone was suddenly taken away by a big hand stretched out from the side.

He looked at Gin in surprise: "How..."

Before he finished speaking, the man took off the black top hat on his head, covered Lancer's head, and blocked his eyes.

"Aren't you very sleepy? Take a nap, you will get motion sickness if you watch these things in the car." Gin said.

Lancer lowered the brim of his hat, laughed softly, and said nothing more.

But just these few chuckles were like a feather gently scratching the man's heart, making it itchy.

After Lancer fell asleep, the black windbreaker was also covered on him.

He was indeed tired.

The drive back to Tokyo lasted several hours, and he stayed asleep even while refueling at the station. His face was smothered in soft clothes, indulged in the thick smell of tobacco, and he fell asleep drunkenly.

If you want to fight against those in the Karasuma family, you must seize their weaknesses. Collecting intelligence and then mobilizing manpower to do this will definitely consume a lot of energy.

Lancer always brings him many surprises.

But Gin, who was always used to controlling everything, was not disgusted by such an accident.

When they arrived at their destination, Vodka and Bomore got out of the car one after another.

This is a seven-seater SUV with a slightly spacious space. After the car became quiet, Gin turned his head and looked at the man who was still sleeping.

His current appearance is very deceptive, and he seems to have a bit more stability and maturity than he did in his youth. The greenness of youth has faded away, like a perfect fruit that has finally grown.

Gin grinned silently and put the cigarette in his mouth.

"You woke up just now, right? Still pretending to be asleep."

Lancer opened his still groggy eyes and complained in a hoarse voice: "I seem to be really motion sick. I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Come here, do you have a fever?"

Gin raised his hand, and Lancer stuck to it like a magnet.

……

Vodka and Bomore outside had prepared the communication equipment, but they still didn't see the two people in the car getting out.

Bomore wondered: "The two of them won't be making love to each other at this time, right?"

Hearing this, Kamu looked at him in surprise and frowned imperceptibly.

"You know they are together...don't you feel awkward?"

"Awkward?" Bomore squatted on the ground in an awkward position, smiling nonchalantly with his lips raised. "For people like us, we never know when we will die. We have to fight for what we want."

"You've lived this long, so you don't have to worry about some things. Why do you put such a heavy psychological burden on yourself?"

Bomore pointed at the car, "Whether you're doing well or not, you'll know just by looking at them."

Kamu fell into silence for a moment, and his fingernails dug out marks on his palm.

While he was talking, the car door was opened from the inside, and Lancer got out of the car wearing a hat that did not suit his temperament. He seemed to be on fire, and there was still heat emanating from his body. When he raised his head, he revealed the youthful face of his youth.

Changed, changed back? !

Several people were dumbfounded.

After Gin stood still behind him, he raised his hand to pick up the hat and put it back on his head.

Seeing Lancer wilted and unable to cheer up, Vodka hesitated and said: "Brother, what are you..."

"He probably has a cold. You should enter the park first and wait nearby according to the marked location."

"how about you?"

Gin kept glancing at the listless silver-haired head in front of him from the corner of his eye, and asked without answering: "Is there any pharmacy nearby?"

Several people looked at each other with expressions that were hard to explain.

I didn’t expect that one day Gin would be able to do something like going to a drugstore to buy medicine before taking action, which delayed my business...

It was already afternoon when he arrived in Tokyo. After Lancer came out of the drugstore, he took the mineral water bottle from Gin's hand, took the cold medicine sickly, and wiped away the cold medicine on his forehead. of sweat.

"If you feel uncomfortable, it's better for you to stay in the car." Gin paused, "This will not affect our actions later."

Lancer laughed angrily at his straight man's remarks.

"If I don't go, it might affect the next actions." He refused a little impatiently, "Okay, I know what I know. If you don't want to see me faint, this is the best time. Shut up."

Gin, who had no idea what he was angry with: "..."

It was almost evening, Gin put out his cigarette butt and looked at his watch again, and then walked with Lancer to the ticket gate of Tropical Paradise.

After they checked in and passed under the shrinking eyes of the staff, Lancer scratched his short hair that had become sticky due to sweating, and muttered in a depressed voice: "Don't always bully me..."

"Am I less important than a few traitors?"

Gin was startled and fell into deep thought.

[System: It’s possible it’s true! 】

Lancer:…