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

[System: Host, although I can open cheats for you at any time, if you continue to struggle with your current physical condition, you are probably not far away from being killed this time. 】

After being admitted to the hospital again, Lancer lay on the bed and accepted the system's physical examination. He glanced at the various data listed by the system, and then waved away.

"Everyone will die sooner or later..." Lancer said quietly.

[System: But you can’t die so cowardly! Wuwuwu, I don’t want to be dismissed as electronic waste...]

Lancer:…

After the infiltration operation in Nagano County was exposed, Lancer saw relevant reports from the media on his mobile phone.

The Nagano Prefectural Police defined this action as a terrorist attack and announced that the death toll at the scene reached more than five people, including a serving Nagano Prefectural police officer.

He was the undercover agent who was killed by Lancer himself with a headshot.

But Lancer couldn't figure it out. If it was purely to destroy the information archived in the Nagano Prefecture Police Station, why not just blow it up? Why do we need to use special viruses to destroy them?

[System: It is said that the data has been backed up in the file library, and the data USB flash drive was used to overwrite and tamper with the backup information, specifically to disrupt the internal operations of the police. 】

Lancer held his forehead and sighed: "I am just a pure tool, right?"

[System: Host, we not only recommend that you take more rest, but also take advantage of your rest time to earn more points. 】

Mentioning the debt he owed to the system, Lancer sat up straight from the hospital bed.

He glanced at the system and immediately lay back down.

"Tens of thousands of points...it would be faster if you killed me."

[System: Don’t be like this, host, you are the top one in the industry! It’s just a few points, it’s easy to earn them back~]

"Are there any tasks that are suitable for recovering from injuries and quickly accumulating points?"

[System: Yes, increase the character's favorability. 】

Lancer suddenly had a goal. From the moment the doctor announced that he could go home to rest, he was ready to find a secluded place and borrow a few passers-by to increase his favorability.

But just when he was changing clothes and preparing to leave the hospital, Belmode, who had never dealt with him very well, came to pick him up, which made Lancer, who had a dirty look on his face, very dissatisfied.

"Where's the gin?"

The woman took off the sunglasses on her face, held the young man's face and kissed him forcefully, leaving a clear lipstick mark on the young face.

"What are you doing!" Lancer pushed her hand away in disgust and wiped the area where he had been kissed with the back of his hand.

Belmod looked at him with a satisfied smile.

"Gin has his own things to be busy with. You should be more honest this time when you are discharged from the hospital and stop causing trouble."

It is said that women have a deep heart. Even if Lancer had cheated on the system, he would not be able to see through what this woman was thinking.

He said dissatisfied: "So? What on earth are you looking for me for?"

Belmore poked his forehead with a slender finger and said to him in a rather surprised tone: "Ah, I thought Gin would say hello to you in advance, but I didn't expect that he didn't say anything to you? "

This woman...is she showing off on purpose?

Lancer lowered his fox eyes and said angrily: "If you don't tell me, I will leave first."

After saying that, he put on long sleeves and trousers, and covered up the gauze bandages on his body. The only abnormal thing was his sickly face.

It's so white that it's almost the same color as my hair.

"You're really impatient. You and Rum are just as impatient." Belmode put on his helmet and buckled the safety buckle.

"Gin, please ask me to send you to Bourbon so that you can have a peaceful holiday."

"You quite understand me..." Lancer murmured quietly and stretched out his hand to Belmode.

The woman raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, looking confused: What to do?

"Helmet!" Lancer patted the motorcycle seat under him and said in surprise: "Don't you know that people who drive this kind of car with a rear seat also need to wear a helmet?"

Belmod smiled with his red lips and threw the other helmet hanging on the handlebar to him.

This smile made Lancer wonder if this woman was planning to murder him on the way, that's why she looked so weird.

The pure black motorcycle rushed all the way from the entrance of Mihua Central Hospital to Mihua Town. Passers-by didn't even see the rider clearly when they felt a black shadow flash past, leaving only a slight wave of light. wind.

Toru Amuro, who came out to throw away garbage, was sorting and stacking the garbage. When he turned around, a motorcycle stopped in front of him.

The rising wind blew up the man's short golden hair. In just a few short seconds, his eyes changed slightly, and his peaceful brother-next-door temperament suddenly became as sharp as a knife.

"Didn't we agree to only communicate by phone?"

Toru Amuro put on the bourbon vest and seemed to be a different person.

"Belmode."

A woman in black leather clothes took off her helmet and blew a kiss at Toru Amuro.

"Don't be so inflexible! We should have a date once in a while, right?"

The person behind her was about to move, and then a head with short silver hair poked out, and the young man smiled towards Amuro.

"... Of course, if possible, it would be better not to take this kid with you." Belmod's tone was a bit arrogant and disgusting.

"Brother Tou, long time no see!"

Toru Amuro touched his chin and looked at them for a long time. Belmode said, "If you have any questions, ask them now - while I'm in a good mood."

"Oh." Toru Amuro stretched out his index finger and asked curiously: "First, how come you two are together?"

Lancer twitched his lips and said perfunctorily: "We just went on a mission together."

"Secondly, how could she send you here? Where is Gin?"

Before Belmod could speak, he heard Lancer say quietly: "A ruthless man... he's probably gone on other missions."

Toru Amuro raised an eyebrow.

He raised his ring finger and finally asked: "How did you lose my Hello?"

Lancer felt ashamed when he finally mentioned this matter.

He clasped his hands together and confessed devoutly to Tohru Amuro: "Brother Tou, I didn't mean to do it. Don't be angry. I will definitely get Harrow back for you! You believe me!"

Don’t lose your good feelings, don’t lose them!

Because of this small movement, the gauze wrapped around his forearm was exposed. The sharp gaze Amuro was staring at him changed instantly, and his brows moved slightly, seeming to be a little surprised and a little worried.

"your hands……"

[System: Tohru Amuro's favorable impression of you +5, and the sympathy index increases by 10%... Host, you are so miserable that the NPCs can't stand it anymore! You have to rise up! 】