I finally became a bottle of fake wine

Osamu Dazai, who originally came to inquire about the news just because he thought it was interesting, frowned when he saw Chuya Nakahara's expression.

He realized that something more interesting was going on.

"What? Is there any more exciting news?"

"It's nothing."

Nakahara Chuya pursed his lips and looked at Osamu Dazai's curious expression and replied word by word.

In the deep blue eyes, there was a flame that could not be ignored.

He staggered Dazai Osamu's body and strode towards the door.

He needs to contact the members of the intelligence department to find out all the information about the little girl named Alice...

No, wait!

The footsteps towards the intelligence department soon stopped.

Logically speaking, the leader should be the clearest about whether there is an illegitimate daughter, but he didn't respond to the report of himself and sister Hongye, does that mean...

The leader actually didn't know about the little girl named Alice?

or……

Did he ignore it on purpose?

If he considered the second possibility, then he shouldn't investigate the girl's news.

Otherwise, it is very likely to bring trouble to the other party, and it may also disrupt the leader's plan.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so, and quickly retracted his steps. He planned to keep this matter in his heart and investigate it quietly after all the dust settled.

For some reason, he always felt that the child had a certain smell that he was familiar with.

That's why he didn't want to let go.

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In a doll shop located in a certain urban area in Tokyo, a handsome young man with dark skin and light blond short hair is sitting with a girl with long silver-white hair in a corner lounge area, sipping tea and eating pastries.

Unlike when the two met for the first time, this time there was a third person in their afternoon tea.

"So, this is?"

Irene took a sip of the black tea with rising mist, and then turned her eyes to another man who was brought by the dark-skinned youth.

She looked at the other party carefully for a while, and then asked in a doubtful tone.

"Did you find another nanny to take over?"

"What nanny, don't say it so badly." Hearing Irene's unkind words, Bourbon frowned, and then he put down the teacup in his hand, and introduced to Irene the man.

"This is Scotch Whiskey, the member of the organization who got the code name at about the same time as me." He stretched out his hand and flirted with a man sitting next to him who looked like an ordinary neon office worker.

When the other party saw Irene's eyes looking at him, he smiled kindly, without the slightest anger that she called "nanny".

He has brown hair, has a pair of blue-gray eyes that seem harmless and gentle, and his appearance is not as good as that of Irene or Bourbon because of their exotic blood.

all in all……

After Irene observed it, it was worth drawing a conclusion.

The Scotland in front of him looks like an ordinary man.

Well, maybe still a nice guy.

"Hi, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

Look, even saying hello seems so ordinary.

"Hello, just call me Irene. Is it okay for me to call you Scotland?"

"of course."

The other party nodded, looked at Irene for a while, and then showed a friendly smile.

"Then, according to the organization's arrangement, I will take care of you for a period of time instead of Bob, and we will go back together after he completes the task."

Bourbon's last mission failed due to an accident, so he still needs to find an opportunity to contact the target person again, and Scotch Whiskey is the organization's arrangement, and then he is mainly responsible for the latent operations in Neon.

This time, it was because Bourbon needed a colleague with better marksmanship to help him after he applied for it, so he simply came over and took care of Irene, who was taken by Bourbon on a mission and got himself into it instead.

"Hey, I'll ask Scotland for your advice during this time." Irene nodded, unlike Bourbon who just came to help her temporarily, Scotland now received a serious order from Rum, obviously Irene probably won't be going back to the headquarters in a short time, maybe even Gin won't be able to see her for the time being.

"It's fine to just live here. It's just a newly recruited employee. It's not good for me to take care of the whole doll shop as a minor." Irene nodded with her chin in her hand. As the actual owner of the doll shop, she Naturally, such a willful decision can be made in this way.

"No problem." Scotland, as Irene judged before, is a very good-tempered person.

"What's your next plan?"

After arranging the new members, Irene turned her gaze to Bourbon, who was drinking black tea again, "Do you need any help from my side?"

Bourbon put down the teacup upon hearing this, his eyes flicked from Irene's neck.

Although the marks drawn by Gao Shanren with a sharp knife have gradually faded, there is still a shallow scar. At this moment, Irene wears a pure black choker around her neck to cover the healing scar. scar.

His eyes darkened, and he shook his head.

"Not this time, I plan to use other ways to get in touch with the other party, and I don't need to pretend to be someone else, so I don't need you to appear this time."

"Okay, good luck with your plan."

Hearing what Bourbon said, Irene didn't insist on doing anything. She looked down at the cake on the tray in her hand, took out a fork, cut a small piece of the triangular cake, stuffed it into her mouth, and nodded vaguely.

Scotland sat across from her, and couldn't help but chuckled as she watched the girl with silver-white hair swallow the cake with that happy little expression.

Excluding the other party's identity which sounds very scary, just looking at the other party's performance, this is an ordinary girl who simply loves desserts.

He didn't see the slightest smell of blood on the other party's body at all, not to mention that the other party had been an undercover agent in the port mafia for a whole year.

...Probably...is protected by someone very well...

After watching Bourbon leave, Irene glanced at Scotch Whiskey, who had been smiling for some reason, with a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, it's nothing." Scotch Whiskey shook his head, looking at Irene still with a smile in his eyes.

"……wack."

In the evening, when Irene and Gin contacted each other for a long time, she complained to the other party that Scotch Whiskey didn't know why, although he looked very honest, he always looked at her with a smile and made her feel scared.

"Is it really a good old man's character? The Black Organization still has members like this..."

Irene stretched, lay on her back on the pillow, and gossiped with Gin.

"Scotland..." Hearing Irene's words, Gin pondered for a while, as if recalling what kind of person that person was.

"That person doesn't need to worry too much, he has that kind of character."

After all, not all members of the Black Organization are people who like to fight and kill. Isn't Chris Binyard still going to be a big star?And that Tequila guy is a member of a charity organization.

Is it strange that there is a member of the organization with a good-natured personality?

Anyway, as long as it doesn't affect the other party's completion of the task and doesn't harm the interests of the organization, he doesn't have any need to ask everyone to be as cold-blooded as he is.

Besides...

Thinking of Chianti and Cohen's pair of snake spirits, he sometimes feels tired.

"Hey, it sounds like you and Scotland are quite familiar with Gin~" Hearing Gin say this, Irene realized that the other party seemed to be quite familiar with Scotch whiskey, after all, she even said "don't worry about it" up.

"Hmph, we have worked together a few times before." Qin Jiu recalled the task that he had been assigned to test several members before and snorted softly. Although his personality was quite good-natured, he was able to do it without hesitation when facing the task goal.

As long as the organization's tasks can be completed, he doesn't care what hobbies the other party has.

and……

Well, Gin won't tell Erin who came up with the idea of ​​the present she gave her on her birthday.

With his character, the birthday present for Irene was not a dagger and wooden gun, but a very normal cream cake. Even if it was only a small piece, it was enough for Irene to be surprised until now.

What's more, he now has a new little devil on hand, how to deal with such a difficult little devil really needs someone with a personality like Scotland to know what to do...

"Speaking of which, how is my 'little sister' doing recently? Didn't you force him to death?" Irene could tell that Gin didn't intend to talk more about Scotch whiskey. She thought it was because of the other party's mission. It was relatively confidential, so it was inconvenient for her to inquire, so she changed her position on the bed, keeping her upper body in the air parallel to the ground, and her lower body hanging on the bed, doing a handstand.

"Who gave you the illusion that I can only use violence?" Hearing Irene's question, although he was teased many times by the other party, Gin still felt that his adopted daughter had misunderstood him a lot.

"The new kid is much better-behaved than you little troublemaker."

He thought of that precocious genius girl who was serving as a reserve for organizing future scientific research personnel. At the moment, the other party is studying for a degree abroad, and his so-called care is only responsible for preventing the other party from being seduced by the colorful world outside, or It is when the other party encounters some life crisis that he comes forward to protect him.

It is more appropriate to say "care" rather than "surveillance".

It's completely different from taking care of a troublesome brat like Irene.

"Hey, according to this, have I fallen out of favor from Papa~"

Hearing Gin's words, Irene pretended to be surprised and shouted loudly.

"Don't make me sick."

Hearing Irene's pretentious voice, Gin's face twisted, and then he stroked the love wooden warehouse in his pocket to calm down.

"To be honest, the other kids have already gone home, when will you come to pick me up?" Irene giggled for a while when she heard Gin Jiu's reply, and then sat up and leaned back with the strength of her waist and abdomen on the pillow.

"After Bourbon finishes his mission, Rum should arrange for you to come back together."

Hearing what Irene said, Gin pondered for a while, and finally gave the correct words.

It's just that what he didn't say was that if Bourbon couldn't complete this mission, then not two people would come back, but one person.

The author has something to say:

Irene is actually super cute and loves to act like a baby with Gin.

Well, let me mention it quietly here, in fact, Lao Qin is very fond of this set. . .

It's just that he is arrogant and coughing. . .