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

Qin·Almighty aloof socialite·wine.

After Lancer left Gin's side, when he looked back again, the man had already started chatting with the blond man restrainedly.

From the look on his face, he seemed to be used to this kind of thing.

Lancer snorted with some dissatisfaction and secretly complained: Not abiding by male ethics!

But if he had known about Gin's conversation with the blond man, Lancer probably wouldn't have said that.

Not long after he walked away, Gin called the blond man's attention back. He could see through the blond man's aura at a glance, and although he felt very unhappy, he still didn't show it.

"Sorry sir, what is your relationship with the gentleman just now? Do you currently have a sweetheart... I mean a boyfriend."

The blond man heard Lancer calling him "boss" just now, and thought they were just ordinary brothers or a master-slave relationship.

He didn't notice Gin's eyes getting darker and darker, and placed his palm gently on his heart with a rippling expression on his face.

"I think he is so cute! There are few young people in the East who are as pure and charming as him. If possible, I would..."

"I'm sorry about this gentleman," Gin interrupted his passionate speech and said calmly, "He doesn't have a boyfriend for the time being."

"Really? That's great!" Before the blond man could be happy, Gin said again: "But he already has a partner."

"..."

The blond man's smile froze on his face.

Gin asked him for a business card and said casually: "I'm very optimistic about you, sir. Because his partner does dangerous work, maybe one day when he dies, you may still have a chance."

Even a blond man who is a Westerner has never seen such a straightforward expression.

After handing over the business card, he said regretfully: "It's a pity that my upbringing does not allow me to curse that gentleman to die as soon as possible. However, if this gentleman has any trouble, you can ask him to come to me. I am very willing to help."

Anyone who can say such things probably has no good intentions.

Gin pretended not to understand, put the business card away, nodded to him, and then left after casually chatting about a few other things.

At this time, Bomore's urging voice came from the headset: "We have arrived at the inner courtyard of the guild hall. How are you doing there? Have you seen Kamu?"

Lancer's voice rang in the headset: "I just saw a suspicious person, but I lost him when I chased him. Now he seems to be in a strange place."

In the banquet hall, Gin picked up a glass of wine from a tray held by a waiter. He seemed to be combing his hair unintentionally, but in fact he was plugging his earphones tightly.

The fatal allure of his appearance is no less than that of Lancer, and some beautiful and charming daughters of noble families and handsome young men have already set their sights on him.

Gin took a sip of wine and asked casually: "What's weird?"

On the other side, Lancer followed the strange figure to a dark place.

At first, he went straight to the trading venue, because there was a booth in the center of the venue and there were terraced seats all around. In addition, Lancer had seen the topographic map of the private club before, so he could guess where it was.

However, when he slipped in through a slightly opened door, he did not arrive at the inner courtyard of the guild hall as expected, but instead entered a huge, dark space.

The reason why I say it is huge is because there are so many boxes piled up here that you can’t even see the top of them. They are about as tall as three or four gins.

[System: Good guy! Co-author Is your husband already a unit of measurement? 】

Lancer clicked his tongue: Who made him grow taller?

At this time, Lancer suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside this large warehouse. He looked around, found a box that was about the same height as his body, and hid in the back, not daring to get out.

The man seemed to be counting the goods, walking around, opening the lid of the box to take a look, and then closing it tightly.

He was mumbling something, as if he was planning something.

The light from the flashlight swept across the box that Lancer was leaning on. Lancer was slightly startled and hurriedly held his breath to hide.

Fortunately, the man didn't notice anyone coming in, and the light of the flashlight quickly left following the other person's slightly staggering footsteps.

Lancer carefully stuck his head out and saw the man's figure clearly through the light coming from the crack of the door.

His face is full of beard and slightly stooped.

It's the person he lost with just now!

Strange, could it be that this person is not Camu?

Lancer turned on the flashlight function on his watch and walked into the warehouse.

These goods are stacked in an orderly manner, and the numbers of each goods are posted on the outer boxes, which are placed on both sides to facilitate transportation by push-pull trucks.

At this moment, Lancer seemed to hear some movement from a certain box, so he found the box and stood outside for a while, tore off the seal on it and took a look.

No one knew it, but a white eye stared at Lancer from inside the dark box, almost scaring him of a heart attack.

Lancer couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn..."

In the headphones, Gin asked him: "What's wrong?"

Lancer said: "I seem to have come to the wrong place and accidentally entered the warehouse of the fair."

Pomaro's voice sounded a bit resentful: "I came out when I went to the wrong place. What did you say? I spilled all the red wine on me."

And Gin seemed to know something, and asked in a deep voice: "What did you see?"

"Woman." Lancer frowned, silently covering the box again and replacing the seal with his eyes longing for help.

He thought for a moment and said simply: "Live."

For a brief moment, everyone in the headset fell into silence.

But soon, they heard the sound of stabbing and the sound of some empty boxes being moved.

Bomaluo asked doubtfully: "What are you doing? Be careful of being discovered."

"Not yet." Lancer said, his voice sounding a little helpless. "There was someone here when I came in. I waited until he left before I rummaged through the box."

"...Don't say you were locked in the warehouse."

"Correct answer! I'll reward you with a lollipop when I get out."

Pomaro: "..."

At this time, Gin said: "Are you trying to find out if Kamu is here?"

"Yeah, but there's nothing to gain so far."

There are so many boxes here that Lancer can't possibly find them all. He turned over the boxes around the tied woman. Although there were other tied up living people as expected, Kamu's whereabouts were never found.

This is good news, right?

"Wait a minute." Just as Lancer was about to leave, he seemed to step on something, which stung his feet.

Lancer looked at it with a flashlight, a little surprised.

"Wow! Such a big diamond ring, why did it fall outside?"