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

Pramya's death did not bring any relief to those present.

On the contrary, Lancer only felt that his head was getting bigger.

In order to get rid of a few of them, Rum even did not hesitate to use people outside the organization. How many of his trump cards did he have to use?

It is not difficult for Lancer to get rid of him now. The difficulty is that Rum has disappeared and it is really not easy to find him.

Several people were silently listening to the howling night wind on the top floor. Suddenly, they heard the sound of the iron door being clanged.

Upon seeing this, Bourbon said to them: "You can drive away the helicopter, and leave the aftermath to me."

However, Gin raised his pistol and pointed it at Bourbon.

"With this matter settled, I think it's time for us to settle the score, Bourbon."

The words of warning made the blond man's heart tremble.

His purple eyes were staring at Gin, as if he was judging something, and the tension in the atmosphere had reached its highest level.

At this moment, the iron gate was blown open by the police with a small amount of explosives, and a large number of uniformed police officers were squeezed out from inside.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

"Pramya, let's capture him quickly!"

However, the scene before them left them all confused.

Lancer took the lead in sitting on the driver's seat of the helicopter and excitedly looked at the interior environment.

"Can you fly a plane?" Gin asked him.

"No way!" Lancer thought about the lines he had learned from the recent drama, and his mind was spinning quickly, "I can learn it, you teach me."

Gin threw his hat and coat onto the seat behind him, knocking Rai down.

Rai put away his gun and was shocked when he saw Gin actually giving up his seat on the driver's seat: "I still want to live, can't you drive it yourself? Gin."

But the silver-haired man just brushed back his long, messy silver hair, and Lancer took a small rubber band from his wrist like a fool and handed it to him.

Then Rai was surprised to see Gin tie herself into a ponytail.

It's worth it if I can see Gin holding orchids and tying her hair with her fingers for the rest of my life.

"Don't worry." Gin put on the headphones skillfully and said, "Lancer is very talented. His battleship is much more difficult to fly than a helicopter."

After receiving his wife's approval, Lancer gave a thumbs up to Rai with some pride.

The helicopter swayed and left the ground unsteadily.

The fuselage seemed to be drunk. After takeoff, it tilted to the left and then to the right. It did not stabilize until it flew far away.

Conan shouted and chased after him until he reached the edge of the roof before stopping.

Because of the special nature of Bourbon's identity, he had been wearing a mask since the police showed up. The waiting public security policemen appeared as if falling from the sky, allowing him to blend in smoothly.

When Conan wanted to turn back to Bourbon to ask for details, he found that he had disappeared.

Lancer, who had learned how to fly a helicopter, chatted for a while and circled the sky above Shibuya several times, admiring the night view of the entire city.

Gin held his chin in boredom, as if remembering something, and while operating the system interface, he asked Lancer: "Can I open that reward box?"

"Of course." Lancer winked at him, "I always thought that was your strength!"

The interface for opening the blind box also appeared in front of Lancer's eyes. He saw that Gin was a little unfamiliar with finding the reward he had just received, and paused in the option of whether to open it or not.

"Open it." Lancer looked at him puzzled.

Unexpectedly, Gin suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, pressed his dry lips hard against his, and then chose OK from a distance.

Lancer: "..."

The golden reward chest rolled, and finally a potion popped out.

After reading the fine print of the introduction clearly, Lancer and Gin widened their eyes at the same time and fell into silence.

[Viral agent: X-type infectious virus, which can infect specified groups of people after use and remains infectious. 】

This thing is really a good thing if it is used to destroy families!

Wait a minute, it just says that this drug can make people infected with the virus, but it should not cause death.

[System: It depends on the physical condition of the individual. If the host chooses the people with blood type B to attack with the virus, then the mortality rate of people with type B blood after being infected with the virus will be far higher than that of people with other blood types. 】

When the two of them were imagining the use of this virus potion, they suddenly heard Rai's voice coming from behind them.

"Lance, are you flying the plane properly?"

Lancer released his hand from the lever, "Of course, my hand has been - wait, how did the autopilot turn on? What is this?"

At the moment, Gin didn't care to study the role of the virus anymore. He lowered his eyes and looked at the display screen in front of him and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"This guy Bourbon set up autopilot for us in advance and planned the flight route. It seems he is planning to do something."

Lancer took a deep breath and shook his head with emotion: "I didn't expect that just after you threatened him to clean up the undercover, he would send us to the West first."

"Your prediction was predicted by him."

Rai, who was very confident about this, crossed his arms and snorted, "That guy is easy to guess. If it wasn't a group of public security policemen when he landed, it would be the group of people in the organization that we want to get rid of the most and are the ones we want to get rid of the most." Get rid of our guy!"

As the old saying goes, two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed.

The only person who can guess Bourbon so thoroughly is probably Ley.

The automatic flight cannot be canceled, and they are too lazy to parachute, so they just want to see what Bourbon wants to do to them.

The plane landed on a pier, and there were neatly stacked iron containers not far away.

The sound of the propeller stopped, and the three of them jumped out of the plane one after another.

There are almost no lights here, but the bright moonlight can illuminate the figures on the ground.

Lancer glanced at Gin.

His hair was tied loosely behind his back, with a few disobedient strands raised slightly. The collar of the sweater underneath stood up, and the Adam's apple was half-covered. You could vaguely see the rise and fall of it as it rolled.

I'm a little greedy and want a kiss.

Gin, who heard his voice, glanced at him, half-smiling.

"After we deal with these annoying flies, I'll go back and let you kiss me as much as I can."

"Huh?" Lancer didn't know what fly he was referring to.

"Huh?" Rai looked at the pair of dog-boys, thinking: What are they crazy about?