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

In the infield corridor of the clubhouse——

Two people in charge of housekeeping passed by the door of the laundry room, chatting quietly while there was no one in the corridor.

"I don't know who is here today. His arrogance is so great that many famous people take the initiative to knock on the door and pay their respects."

"It seems that the congressman from Osaka Prefecture came to run for election, and he has some tricks..."

"But his character is really bad, he actually did that to Miss Yoko——"

"Shhh! These things are not something we should discuss. Just be careful and do your job well. Otherwise, you will not be able to live a good life if you offend him..."

After their voices gradually faded away, the laundry room door was opened from the inside, and Lancer's head was poked out.

[System: If nothing else happens, this congressman will not survive today. 】

Lancer was too lazy to listen to its chatter, so he took the time to take out the mini bombs and arrange them according to the place decided in advance.

He did not forget to pass on the message to Gin: "I'm in the infield, start immediately."

Before Gin could reply, Pomaro responded first: "Master, you are quite nimble with your hands and feet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were calm and powerful footsteps in the corridor in front of him, which suddenly shocked Lancer and changed his expression.

"Is there someone patrolling the infield?!"

Listening to the footsteps getting closer, Lancer instinctively planned to hide in the laundry room, when Gin finally spoke.

"Don't be afraid, he won't care about you."

Lancer froze in place when he saw a man in formal attire and sunglasses walking towards him.

His head turned slightly when he saw Lancer, and soon he pretended not to know and passed him directly.

In the headset, Gin Jiu slowly added the second half of the sentence: "This is the person we bribed, you can rest assured."

Lancer marveled at Gin's plan for a rainy day.

However, when he was halfway through setting up the bomb, he suddenly felt that something was not right. He frowned and asked, "If you can bribe the patrol guard in the infield, why not let him also install the bomb at the same time?"

Gin said: "That's another price."

Lancer took a deep breath and marveled at how stingy the organization was.

Of course, he knew that this might not be the real reason.

It may be because the organization is unwilling to leave such an important matter to others. After all, if it is not one of its own, there is a possibility of betrayal at any time.

The mission went smoothly.

After placing the last bomb and activating the remote control device, Lancer pressed the call button on the headset and informed everyone: "My mission is completed."

Pomaro blew bubble gum and praised him: "Good boy~"

Gin hoped that he would withdraw as soon as possible to avoid any complications.

When talking about the narrow secret passage, the man paused and made an unprecedented promise: "If you are afraid of that mouse, I can go and pick you up."

"No need, I'm allergic to rats. I will never go to that place again!" Lancer walked to the rest area and looked around curiously. "I will find a way out before the bomb detonates. Just make your next plan."

After saying that, Lancer cut off the communication.

[System: It’s a shame you were willing to reject him~]

"Because you told me that Okino Yoko is here, of course I want to see if I can intervene in this mission!"

Unlike Lancer, who was leisurely looking for opportunities to complete system tasks, Gin had already obtained the key access card from his original contact, put his suit jacket on the back of his chair, and walked to the infield of the club.

He calmly opened the door lock in front of the guards, and when they stopped him, he showed a tampered identity book.

The photo of a certain official above has been replaced with Gin's photo.

Even the facial recognition system has been changed, and the name of the certified official matches Gin’s face.

The other party quickly and respectfully put the gin in without noticing anything unusual.

Time passed slowly in anxiety.

Bomaruo and others who were in charge of the response felt anxious while waiting outside and gradually lost their patience. Only Vodka trusted the people inside without wavering.

"Welcome to the opening party of our club. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. When the bell rings at midnight, we will officially hold the opening ceremony. Next, we will invite the most popular female singer……"

Listening to the announcement from the loudspeaker, Okino Yoko, who was standing in the corridor leading to the outfield hall, showed a troubled expression.

"If your face is swollen like this, you won't be able to perform on stage, right?"

A gentle male voice came out from behind her. The beautiful female singer in full dress was startled and turned her head quickly.

The silver-haired young man smiled at her, stretched out his hand from his pocket, and pointed at her swollen cheek.

Okino Yoko didn't know where he came from, but the situation in front of her did make her embarrassed and embarrassed.

When she spoke hesitantly, her voice was extremely hoarse.

"Well... because I was forced to eat super spicy food not long ago, the area where my wisdom teeth are growing has become more swollen and painful, and my throat has also begun to become inflamed. If I sing with such a voice later, I may not be able to gain a foothold in the entertainment industry in the future..."

Lancer remembered the conversation he overheard at the door of the laundry room before, lowered his voice and asked her in a low voice: "So, is it really the congressman who is making things difficult for you?"

Unexpectedly, even children knew about her story, and Yoko Okino showed a look of embarrassment and embarrassment on her young and beautiful face.

"There's nothing I can do about it. My status doesn't allow me to resist. Besides, the congressman seems to have a bad temper. I don't want to bring down the agents around me..."

While the two were squatting here chatting furtively, Cohen's doubtful voice came from Lancer's headset.

"The process is slow, why hasn't Gin come out yet?"

"Could it be that you were held back by some accident?"

"Boss? Boss!"

"Seven minutes...if he doesn't come out after seven minutes, the infield entrance will be opened and the outfield people will go inside."

Once that happens, there will be no way to detonate the bomb.

Making such a big noise will definitely alert the police, and it is not the purpose of their mission to end it in the end.

Lancer frowned, covered his headset tightly and called out: "...Gin?"

After two crackles of electricity passed, Gin groaned and spoke unsteadily: "Ten minutes, help me hold off for ten minutes, something unexpected happened here."

After that, the communication was disconnected again.

Lancer felt a little uneasy.

"Sir, who are you? How did you come here? The infield should not be open to VIPs from outside, right?" Okino Yoko was about to recruit someone to send him off, but Lancer backhanded him. Covered his mouth.

He raised his index finger, made a shushing gesture, and winked at the female singer.

"I've thought of a way to help you out!"

"Well?"

"Do you have a wig? Also, can you lend me the clothes you're wearing?"

[System: Oops! Return to old business? 】