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

"Why do you say that?"

Belmod seemed to have given up struggling and still aimed the muzzle of the pistol at Gin's forehead.

It looked like he was ready to give him a fatal blow at any moment.

"Do you have any evidence?"

Gin laughed and said: "Although you tampered with those two boxes, you probably didn't expect that I would be the first to try it, nor did you think that I would tamper with one of the guns?"

"The virus spread from that time."

When Belmod was so horrified that all her delicate features were distorted, Gin gave her a heavy blow with an infuriating smile.

"Yes, Belmode, you are the source of the virus infection."

"The onset of this virus in the source body will be a little slower than that in the infected person, but the dose of antiseptic drugs required should also be larger than others. If my guess is correct, the few doses flowing inside the tissue All the detoxifying potions eventually fell into your hands, and the one Vodka sent today is the last one."

She has recovered and is no different from a normal person.

Even if she takes off her gloves now, her hands are no different from those of a normal woman.

Therefore, Belmod was angry and angry, but he still resisted the urge to beat him and said: "Even so, it only means that I have been infected with the virus. What does it have to do with you calling me boss?"

Gin snorted: "Are you afraid that you have forgotten? In order to find all the detoxification potions, the reason you used your subordinates was all because of the boss. If the real boss inside was sitting here, facing you several times and using him as a gimmick to use the organization He should also be dissatisfied with your behavior and punish you."

"So, if my guess is correct..." The man stood up and tossed his hair that was hanging on the sofa behind him.

He directly opened the curtain and turned on the light switch on the wall next to him, revealing the man's face in front of him and Belmode.

Mr. Yan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was sitting there. Although he had a somewhat surprised look on his face, he was used to seeing big scenes, so he didn't show too much panic when Gin exposed him.

"Humph." The man looked a little arrogant. "Everything is under control."

Just as Belmod was about to move, he was blocked by a combat drone flying over.

She took back her steps and hummed softly: "What a hearty reasoning! Gin, when did you change your career and become a detective?"

Gin said: "It feels good to do it occasionally. Compared to the famous detective you always help to find out the truth, Lancer's luck is obviously higher."

"Lancer, it's Lancer again!" Belmode showed an expression of disgust on his face and said unhappily: "Because of the appearance of this guy, my plans are always forced to deviate. I really don't understand. Why did you, who worked so hard for the organization, start to betray the organization after that guy showed up?"

Gin said disdainfully: "You should ask yourself this. From the time when the fate of the two of us was in your hands, you should have understood that such a day would come sooner or later."

Along the timeline of the organization, Belmode, who connects everyone and everything, is the only one in control of the overall situation.

As for the real Karasuma Renya, I'm afraid he died long before he took the drug that could restore his youth.

"You noticed that Rum wanted to be in power, so you pretended to obey and lurked beside him. If I hadn't taken the first step, I'm afraid Rum would have died in your hands sooner or later."

"Of course, the reason for getting rid of Rum is far more than this - Mr. Yan's grandson died under Rum's silence. He will take revenge on Rum, and you need a puppet sitting behind the organization. So, I Only then can I see him here.”

"Belmod, you are so calculating! It's just that a woman like you has repeatedly indulged that famous detective. Do you want to take power or destroy the organization? I still can't figure this out."

Now that the words have been said, even if Belmode continues to pretend to be stupid, it may not make any sense.

The beauty shrugged and spread her hands, then took off her pure black gloves and fiddled with her hair a few times.

"It's impossible for a person to have no weaknesses. Even if you are an organizational killer who has endured all kinds of hardships and tests since childhood, didn't you still pamper that idiot young master to the point of being lawless?"

"I just prefer that little detective. His vitality is more vigorous than we imagined. Although his views on life are frighteningly childish and simple, people can't help but wonder what they can do to protect their own three views and bottom line. Whichever step it takes. So again and again I ignored the harm they could do to the organization."

Hearing this, Gin finally understood.

He held a cigarette in his mouth and sneered coldly: "You want to plant a bomb around yourself that will explode at any time. I always thought you were a smart woman, but now it seems that I must have misjudged it."

Belmode smiled disapprovingly, "It doesn't matter, there will be a result today anyway."

"Either you die or I die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gin realized the danger.

She dodged the drone fire like a nimble cat, jumped several times to the door of the room, and then threw a grenade on the ground.

"goodbye~"

As a violent explosion sounded, the entire room was burnt to black.

The drone received interference and hovered in mid-air.

After a burst of smoke, the gin emerged from the choking dust, intact.

[System: Fortunately, I reacted quickly! Sharers, hurry up! praise me! 】

Gin glanced at his ruined clothes and said calmly: "It's time to upgrade your defensive shield."

The drones were recalled, and the system diligently began to repair and maintain them.

Gin, on the other hand, walked a few steps towards the desk, turned Mr. Yan over on the ground with his feet on his shoulders.

He's not dead yet, but he's close.

Gin looked at him condescendingly and said indifferently: "You didn't even collect the body of your grandson, so you chose to cooperate with Belmode. I'm afraid it was also for your own ambition, right?"

Mr. Yan whined, and his blackened hands tried to grab his trousers, but Gin dodged him.

"Take care on the road to hell, don't send me away."

Gin chose the guitar.

Lancer, who heard the explosion, poked his head out of Kudo Yusaku's room, puzzled.

"With such a big movement, are they using artillery to attack them?"