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

Adhering to the principle that if you find it, you will earn it, Lancer planned to put him in his pocket.

But at this time, Bomore asked aloud: "What does that diamond ring look like?"

Lancer picked it up and looked at it for a while, then answered truthfully: "It's just an ordinary diamond ring... Oh, there is an engraving on the inside of the ring, which looks like a love heart, followed by... Camus?"

The person on the other side of the headset was silent.

Lancer's eyelids twitched heavily and he asked tentatively: "Bomore, is this quail egg diamond ring a gift from you?"

For an instant, the mobile headset fell into dead silence again.

Only the gin boss fearlessly made a voice expressing doubts: "Huh?"

Bomore immediately became irritable, and you could hear through the headphones that he was in a bad mood: "Are you having trouble with your eyesight? That's obviously a dove egg diamond ring!"

He muttered in a low voice: "I'm just asking for a partner. As for this..."

If you don't want to take the ring, just return it. What's the point of leaving it there?

After a while, Gin said a rare word of comfort to Bomore: "That's good. At least it proves that he has been here. Lancer, please check the warehouse. If you confirm that there is no Kamu, I will pick you up."

"Ok."

A drone was released from the system space. After hearing Lancer's request, the intelligent AI actively turned on the heat sensing function and searched all cargo compartments.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lancer looked at the diamond ring.

This is a large rough diamond that has been cut into its current appearance with excellent craftsmanship. The inlay craftsmanship is also at the master level. You can see Bomore's intentions.

His thoughts about Kamu can be understood by anyone with a discerning eye.

But Lancer didn't expect: "You stay on the island all year round, and you actually have the money to buy such a big diamond!"

Bomore clicked his tongue unconvinced: "You look down on me, don't you? Did that guy from Gin buy you a diamond ring? If not, I'll give you one too, but you have to process it yourself and pay the master's fees. It’s a lot of effort on my part!”

"Where did you get the diamond?"

The mission was progressing smoothly, and no one dared to relax. However, Bomore told a story at this time, preventing everyone from fully immersing themselves in it.

"This is about my fishing experience at sea a few years ago... A wealthy businessman took his private yacht to do business with others. When he passed by me, all my fish ran away, and he thought I was blocking him. The way. I wonder if this sea does not belong to him alone, so I just kidnapped him."

Everyone: "..."

Why do you sound so damn proud?

"Later he poured out a bag of gems and diamonds to save his life, so I picked a few of the most beautiful ones and kept them."

"Did you let him go?"

"How is that possible? I sank him and the remaining gems into the sea."

"..."

As expected of you.

The search was almost in progress. When Lancer was playing the scanned pictures in the system, he heard Bomalo whispering sourly: "Damn, good men are getting together with bad men..."

Lancer raised his eyebrows, and after taking a rough look at the thermal map, he said to everyone: "Camu is not here. The diamond ring he left behind should be just a clue."

Gin answered: "Maybe I just want to throw it away."

"Qin, wine!" Bomore called his name angrily, and then quickly lowered his voice. "Stop being angry with me. I have someone here and I won't tell you anymore."

After speaking, the voice is cut off.

Lancer took back the drone and walked towards the door of the warehouse in the direction he remembered.

With Gin's words, Lancer relaxed.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw the warehouse door opened, and a ray of light shone in from the outside.

Lancer subconsciously thought it was Gin, and a smile spread on his face.

But when he saw the person outside the door clearly, his smile froze and he subconsciously took aim with his gun.

However, the other party's gesture of holding the anesthetic gun tightly was much faster than his. When Lancer took out the gun, an anesthetic needle had already been shot into his neck.

[System: Does the host need a wake-up function? 】

want to want!

Lancer screamed in his heart, and before he could count to five, his consciousness sank and he fell to the ground.

The person who knocked him out was the bearded man who was counting the goods in the warehouse before. His eyes were sinister and his fingers were clenched.

If it hadn't been for the message from his accomplices telling him to spare one life over the intercom, Lancer would have been on his way to be reborn next time.

Gin chewed his cigarette and entered the trading room. The dim environment made his eyes uncomfortable.

When he could barely see what was going on inside, a figure was already carrying Lancer and hurried towards the inner courtyard of the annex.

The reason why Lancer was recognized was entirely because of his silver hair that was dazzling even in the dark.

Gin took a puff of cigarette, told Vodka something in the headset, and then followed him from a distance.

The owner of this villa is the famous villain leader in both black and white here, Bart Lucas.

He and Macallan have always been business partners, and today's trading reception is also to help Macallan sell some goods that are difficult to handle domestically, and he will earn a commission from it.

When the man who managed the warehouse carried the people in, McCarron turned his head away with interest and watched the inconspicuous man place the familiar young man in front of him. There was something like hunger in his eyes. of light.

But Bart was a little confused and said: "I really don't know why you let him go? There are a lot of shady things in our warehouse. If we keep him alive, it will cause us trouble."

Macallan put down the wine glass in his hand, with a sinful smile on his lips, and lifted the man up with his strong arms.

"You don't understand this. To get the hands of someone who has always looked down on you, and to humbly and pitifully beg you for mercy...isn't it interesting? I've always liked training puppies."

Hearing this, Bart showed a malicious smile.

"I wonder if I have a chance to share a piece of the pie with you according to the customs of the transaction?"

"Ha, next time."

Macallan handed the wine glass to the waiter on the side, weighed the weight of the person on his shoulder, and said to the waiter: "Open a new bottle of wine and send it to my room."

The waiter lowered his head silently, "Yes."

……

When Lancer was awakened by the system, he had no injuries on his body. He just felt a little pain where his neck was shot by the anesthesia gun.

His eyes slowly focused, and as soon as he moved, he found that his hands were tightly tied.

Still using a belt.

"Hey, Master Lancer woke up very quickly!" McCarron's annoying voice sounded above his head, and Lancer was shaken by the overhead light for a long time before he could see his face clearly.

The flaming red hair resembles that of a Shamat noble, and it is not out of character when accompanied by that ugly face.

He endured it again and again, and cursed in disgust: "Get out!"