I finally became a bottle of fake wine

When Irene got off the plane, she just received a call from Belmode, and she was the voice of Sharon Binyard on the other end of the phone.

"I guess it's about time for you. Why, don't you need me to pick you up?" Sharon's voice was rarely smiling, not as serious as usual.

"No need, it's not the first time I've been to New York... By the way, what are you doing now? Didn't you say you want to deal with the FBI? Why are you still running around?" Erin asked the person on the other end of the phone wearing a headset. Belmode, thinking that the other party called her over from Neon and ran away by herself.

"Well, an old friend asked me to help you temporarily." Sharon shrugged as he said, the expression on his face remained unchanged. "After all, it's an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, and this time she will bring her children with her, so I will simply meet them."

"...Well, it's Sharon's last days after all, and it's okay to see more of your friends." Irene knew what Sharon meant, and according to the organization's plan, Sharon Binyard no longer existed. There is too much interest, so they will arrange for the accidental death of Sharon Binyard in the near future, and then Belmode will mainly use the identity of Chris Binyard to carry out activities.

"Then I'll wait for you at the predetermined place first?" Irene said, and glanced at a pair of teenagers and girls who were chattering and bickering, her blue eyes blinked, her expression a little surprised.

"What's wrong"

"Well, there is a very wonderful thing that happened on the plane this time... But it has nothing to do with our mission, let's talk about it later." Irene shrugged and watched the man who showed his power on the plane just now young detective.

She remembered that his name should be...

"Kudou... Shinichi..."

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The recent weather in New York is not good. When Irene just arrived at the safe house, she found that it was raining lightly in the sky. Although this level of rain can wash away certain clues to hide their actions, but this kind of erratic The erratic rain is always depressing.

especially……

Erin looked at her boots. Because of the rain, the boots on her feet had been stained with mud on the ground, and the spots made her beautiful white boots look dirty.

"I would have chosen black boots if I knew it earlier..."

Muttering so, she turned on the heater, wiped the boots on her feet and put them aside, and chose a new pair of black leather boots.

It didn't take long for Sharon to appear at the door with a tired face. She put the umbrella she was holding at her feet, opened the door and entered the room.

"It's raining a lot outside?" Irene couldn't help asking, looking at the other party's tired face.

"It's okay, it's just that every time it rains like this, I feel in a bad mood." Sharon shook her head, taking off the disguise on her face, revealing Chris Binyard's mature and charming face.

"What do I need to do?" Irene was not interested in asking why Sharon Binyard didn't like rainy days. She had a brush in her mouth and several makeup brushes in her hand, and she turned to look at her.

"How do you change your makeup?"

"This," Belmode said, and took out a photo from his pocket. In the photo was a man of Japanese descent with long gray hair and a ferocious appearance.

"The street shark in New York recently, I need you to help me dress up like this." Belmode pointed at the man in the photo, with a very indifferent expression on his face.

"Well, it's not that difficult... Where is the client?" Irene rubbed her chin to look at the appearance of the shark-man in the photo, and readily agreed to Belmode's request.

"I arranged him in the abandoned factory at the end of this street. He is still alive. I need your help to keep an eye on him when I am active." Belmode obviously planned to use the identity of this shark monster to deal with FBI Shuichi Akai. In order to prevent the FBI from discovering that the real master caught her when she attacked Shuichi Akai, that's why she needed Irene to stand by.

Akai Shuichi is not an ordinary character, if she misses, Irene can help to make up for it.

"No problem, give me a few minutes." Irene nodded, and she also disguised herself when helping Belmode change quickly.

She coiled up her long black hair, put on a short black wig again, then smeared her complexion, made a few simple strokes on her face, and changed the lenses of her contact lenses to brown.

Dark hoodie, thick-rimmed glasses, sneakers, headphones.

She disguised herself as a young male who could be seen everywhere on the streets of New York, and she seemed to have no characteristics.

"Is this okay?" Irene cleared her throat as she spoke, and soon changed into a young male voice that seemed to be muffled with thick phlegm.

"Excellent." Even Belmode had to admit that Irene did have her own unique talent in cross-dressing.

At this moment, she can already say that the other party is beyond blue.

When the two arrived at the pre-determined location, Irene walked to the corner according to Belmode's instructions, and opened the box covered with canvas. Inside lay the real New York Street Shark who had been injected with anesthesia.

She squatted down halfway, looked at the other party's eyelids, and then pressed her hand on the other party's wrist to check, confirming that the anesthetic in the other party's body was still working at the moment, then closed the box and covered it with canvas. Finally, the whole person sat cross-legged on the box, breathing lightly, and the whole person gradually merged with the shadow.

"Bang—" There was a sudden gunshot from the alley not far away.

Eileen snapped her eyes open.

I don't know whether it was Belmode who succeeded, or Akai Shuichi's side was better.

Before getting instructions from Belmode, although she opened her eyes, she still sat cross-legged on the box quietly, waiting for him to return.

"Huh...huh..." Belmode's voice quickly sounded from Irene's earphones, breathing heavily.

Hearing this voice, Irene's heart sank. Obviously, the other party failed in this mission.

"Where are you now?" Irene covered the microphone and asked carefully in a disguised voice of a young man.

"In the factory not far from you, the mission failed... The FBI has begun to arrange manpower to surround this street. I will find a time to get rid of them and meet you at the appointed place. You can dispose of the guy in the box." .”

"I know, be careful."

Irene nodded, listened carefully, and quickly jumped out of the box after hearing no footsteps outside the factory building, opened the canvas, and exposed the shark demon in the alley. He gave a blow to the abdomen with the wooden warehouse that hit the silencer, and when the opponent woke up in pain, he gave the same blow near his temple.

Then she pushed the box to the gate of the factory, pushed the shark-man in Zhongmu warehouse out of the box, and threw it on the ground where light rain was still falling, and then took off the silencer and fired a shot into the sky.

The shocking noise quickly attracted the attention of FBI investigators not far away.

Irene, who was waiting for Belmode to get on the bus at the intersection as instructed, quickly saw her stepping into the car clutching her abdomen, and then the other party lowered her voice, "Let's go."

Erin drove away without a second thought. Along the way, they also met the New York police who drove a patrol car to the place where the sound of the wooden barn was made because the citizens called the police.

"Is the wound okay?" It wasn't until the two of them came to the safe house as planned that Irene turned her head to look at Belmode who was almost lying on the back seat.

The other party had already undergone emergency treatment of his wound in the car, but he still looked uneasy.

"The bullet is still inside?" She lifted Belmode's clothes and saw the bloody wound on him.

"I'll arrange for someone to fetch the bullet." She said this, and drove Belmode into the room from the basement, and frowned as she watched the other party resist the pain and said nothing, "Would you mind telling me about the mission? ?”

She lowered her voice, found the medicine box from the room and began to wipe the blood around the wound, while waiting for the doctor to come.

"What else can I say..." Hearing Irene's words, Belmode sneered, "It's just that I underestimated that FBI, and I was put on the list instead." She said this, trembling from the side He took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Even you have been put on by the other party. It seems that the FBI is indeed very powerful..." Irene looked at the hideous mouth of the other party's abdomen thoughtfully, and couldn't help shaking her head.

"Although this kind of wound is not fatal, you still have to take care of it for a while."

Belmode was lying on the sofa, his pale face calmed down after taking two puffs of cigarettes, and then his water green eyes stared at Irene, "How do you feel about partnering with Keir?"

"I don't have a partner, I just got to know each other." Irene shook her head, and she didn't have any special feelings about the friendly life of Rena Mizumu's neighbors.

"As the hostess of Nichimai TV, she has introduced me a lot of business." Irene half-jokingly mentioned that her investigator business has improved a lot thanks to Mizuruna, and her reputation He also gradually entered the upper class of Tokyo.

In a sense, Rena Mizumu helped her a lot.

The doctor arranged by the organization quickly came to take out the bullet for Belmode. Irene stayed in New York for a lot of time to take care of the other party's condition, and all of it was used to take care of the other party's body.

"But speaking of it, you seemed to be in a good mood when you came back?"

Although the mission failed, Belmode did not receive too much criticism. On the one hand, it was because she was the woman favored by the BOSS. bullet".

"That guy..." If it was replaced by gin, he might be able to compete with the opponent, but the boss is not willing to put most of the energy of the organization on a small FBI investigator, so Bell After Mod's mission failed, the organization did not take many other measures, but proceeded step by step according to the previous plan.

As for making trouble for Akai Shuichi...

The group of members at the bottom of the organization is enough.

Irene was taking care of Belmode for a period of time, and returned to Neon after she was successfully out of danger, just in time for Gin to come to her door.

It's just that the other party didn't come to find her.

Instead, she found Reina Mizumu next door to her.

When Qin Jiu came to the door, he saw Shui Wurenai alone and couldn't help frowning, "Where's Curacao?" He asked coldly, "Shouldn't you be together?"

"Curaçao?" Hearing the question of gin, Reina Mizumu didn't react at first. Although she had heard of this code name, she only knew that this person should be Rum's confidant, and he was an excellent intelligence investigator. member……

At the moment, I haven't thought of Irene.

"Hi? I heard someone calling my name?" Irene bounced and pushed the door in from the next door, pushed away the big vodka in front of her, and waved towards the gin.

"Oh, what a rare visitor." She saw Qin Jiu's green eyes staring at her, and smiled at him without any nervousness.

"Gin and vodka, what brings you two here?"

Saying this, she passed Gin's side, walked behind Mizuru Rena, raised her head and looked at the two people in black clothes and hats.

The author has something to say:

Irene, who pretends to be unfamiliar with gin: skin is just one word!

There is one more later~

I love you so much~