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

Gin glanced at Lancer, who was smiling contentedly with his lips pursed, holding his chin in amusement.

Lancer waved his hand and advised in an experienced tone: "This is a fun little game between us. You, a bachelor, won't understand."

Bomore: "..."

Vodka was working silently on another table - after all, I have seen this kind of scene so many times that I am no longer surprised.

It seems that Lancer always has many privileges with his eldest brother.

After lunch, the four of them reviewed yesterday's actions.

Bomore took out a toothpick from somewhere and put it in his mouth, and said angrily: "Gin, I think you should go to the temple to worship Buddha or exorcise evil spirits. Why are there always undercover agents around you? It was before The FBI, and now the CIA, I think most of the organizations are undercover agents and traitors!"

Gin said expressionlessly: "This is an old problem left over from the expansion of the organization in the past few years, and it is difficult to eradicate."

"I heard that Keerjiu performed extremely well in the organization. Your move will definitely arouse the suspicion of many people. You'd better think of how to explain to that gentleman!"

Bomore snorted, "Although I don't like him."

Hearing this, Lancer walked over curiously, "It sounds like you've seen him before?"

"I've seen it before." Bomore didn't play tricks with his own people, and he didn't see Gin's flying eyes at this moment. He said to Lancer on his own: "But that was a long time ago, I remember I was still a child at the time!”

He gestured with his hand to show his height, which was only about Lancer's waist.

At that time, Bomore and Gin were already capable killers. When they stood out on the island, the person who trained them finally showed up.

He left one of them on the island to be responsible for the island's circuit training; he took the other with him and asked him to make a sharp dagger for himself.

Lancer asked again: "Then what does he look like? Does he look like me?"

Lancer has never seen that gentleman's face, but judging from his voice, he doesn't sound like an old man.

Just when Bomore was about to say something, Gin suddenly interrupted him: "I remember that you seemed to have to catch the afternoon flight back to the island. Hasn't your person come to pick you up yet?"

Lancer frowned slightly and looked at Gin.

The man stared intently, ignoring the look in his eyes.

Interrupted by him, Bomore raised his hand to look at the time in the restaurant, and hurriedly devoured the last piece of black chocolate snack.

He hurriedly packed up: "I have to go. If I don't come back to the island to check in on time, there will be a lot of trouble!"

After saying that, Bomore ran away quickly.

It sounds worse than office workers.

Lancer took the coffee, took an elegant sip, and turned to look at the vodka beside him.

[System: Good guy... You are a light bulb and you don’t even want to stay! 】

Vodka was so shocked by the sight that Gin finally remembered to help him out: "Stop looking, Vodka has been acting with us recently."

Hearing this, Lancer snorted softly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he was not willing to disobey his wife's wishes.

[System: You can only treat me as your husband verbally. 】

He originally thought that he would be able to get the mission reward smoothly this time. Lancer had already decided that the test subject of the confessional would be Vodka. Unexpectedly, he saw the mission panel and found that the mission had not been completed.

This is the first time ever!

Lancer's pupils suddenly tightened and he checked the mission again.

[Find the organization’s undercover agent and eliminate him (1/0). 】

If the mission is not completed, there are probably two possibilities: first, Kirjiu is not an undercover agent; second, she is not dead.

There is no doubt that Keel Liquor cheated Gin Liquor, and the survival of Shuichi Akai is the best proof.

Then there is only the second possibility.

Camu lost her hand, or she was lucky and received timely treatment.

Thinking about it, since they dare to set up such a trap during the meeting, it is not difficult to prepare more rescue teams.

Lancer glanced at Gin secretly.

The man's uninterrupted and high-frequency tasks caused a faint black and blue circle under his eyes, and he was staring at his mobile phone at the moment.

The eyebrows covered by the broken bangs were slightly twisted, as if he was troubled by something.

Lancer lowered his head and drank the coffee in the cup.

Forget it, he can just find a chance to get rid of Keir.

[System: Actually, this mission does not stipulate that someone must be killed. After all, the organization has so many undercover agents, right? 】

Lancer: "..."

After Lancer made up his mind, Gin also put away his phone.

The two asked at the same time: "Are you okay?"

They were all stunned for a moment, and Gin naturally took the initiative: "I saw that your face didn't look right just now. Is there any trouble?"

"No." Lancer didn't want him to worry about this kind of thing anymore, so he decided to solve it himself. "I just feel a little tired. What about you? Has anyone sent you a message?"

Despite his elegant appearance, Gin reached for the cigarette case from his pants pocket and put a cigarette into his mouth.

"It's a little thing, don't worry about it."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Lancer didn't ask any more questions.

He picked up his mobile phone from his hand and told him the itinerary plan he had prepared early in the morning.

"Let's go to Hyogo Prefecture! I read on the Internet that the Takarazuka opera is very famous, but I haven't seen it yet. By the way, we can go to the hot springs there, which should be fun!"

Vodka, who had been ignored for a long time, raised his hands in approval: "Takarazuka? There are many beautiful actresses in Takarazuka! If you take a plane, you can reach Kobe City in about an hour."

Gin was chewing on his cigarette, looking uninterested.

He looked at the excited Lancer and said quietly: "You always like to make these plans, as if you were a newlywed couple preparing to go on their honeymoon."

Lancer held his cheek and smiled: "It's just a normal vacation. I think you should learn from Belmode and combine work and rest to continue to shine for the organization."

"Of course, I couldn't be happier if you would accompany me on our honeymoon."

He glanced at the vodka and said, "I would be happier if I didn't bring this light bulb."

Vodka: "..."

"Don't come here." Gin glanced at him sideways, "Getting married is complicated and troublesome. Do you like it?"

"Will it?" Lancer didn't think so.

People in his world kept things simple when holding weddings.

The two people they love can exchange their most cherished objects with each other in the presence of witnesses, swear an oath to the doomsday, and then register through the electronic system.

No need to be dramatic.

Seeing his dull eyes, Gin couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of his head. Because the soft hair felt so good, he rubbed it a few more times.

"I thought you'd prefer a thrilling adventure."

"Well..." That's right.

When Lancer looked up at Gin, he found some values ​​marked on him.

There is nothing special about the others, except that the degree of compatibility has been increased to 10%.

Did he do anything?