My undercover organization eats jujube pills

After provoking Belmode, I slipped away first, so as not to be beaten violently by this woman in anger.

I checked my clothes and bare skin for blood, and evened out the folds of my skirt to the satisfaction of finding that I hadn't stained any blood.However, when I stood downstairs in the apartment, I was sad to find that I did not have the key.

Because the skirt I changed into didn't have pockets.

And Bo himself is a gang member, how could he keep the spare key of his old den outside like ordinary people?If you do that, you're either mentally retarded or you think your life is too long.

After thinking for less than three seconds, I decided to climb the window.

Just kidding, as an elegant lady, how could I climb up in a skirt regardless of my image?There was no surveillance near the apartment that Bourbon chose, so I boldly used superpowers to float up.

Super powers are really convenient and practical, but in my opinion, super powers are more friendly to ordinary people.Supernatural abilities can be activated only by instinct, but superpowers are as troublesome as they are, and they must always be kept in a state of calculation.

The calculation formulas for different superpowers are different. For example, the superpowers of the space system, the calculation formula is eleven-dimensional, not just three-dimensional... If I wasn't smart, my head would have exploded long ago.

If I don't become an undercover agent or a gangster, I can sneak into the Academy of Sciences and become a scientist.

I stood on a protruding masonry wall outside the apartment building on the sixth floor, stretching my arms to open the shuttered window. This room looked like it might be my room... or Bourbon's room.

I struggled to open the window, leaned on the window sill and rolled in.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I turned around and saw the black hole pointing at me.

I froze for a moment, swallowed my saliva, and raised my hands embarrassingly.

There was no light in the room, and with the silvery afterglow of the moonlight, I could clearly see the man with the gun—Bourbon.

Well, this is indeed his room.

Hey, am I attacking him at night?Speaking of which, Bourbon's appearance is quite in line with my aesthetic... It's just that he's a little older.But that's okay, I'm going to be 16 in a little over two years, and if Bourbon is willing to clear his name, I might consider picking him up.

Bourbon recognized me when my thoughts started to scatter uncontrollably.

After seeing that it was me, he put down his gun, crossed his arms and asked me: "There is a door and you don't want to go through the window? Are you a thief?"

"Bah!" I spat at him with my hips on, "You look down on thieves? All thieves are more handsome than you!"

As a beautiful girl with normal aesthetics and hobbies, like most ordinary people, I have an indescribable affection for Kaitou Kidd seven years ago—most of us firmly believe that Kaitou Kidd is a beautiful boy, even if seven years have passed It must be a handsome uncle!

"What's the matter with you?" Bourbon was quite speechless, poking my forehead and scanning me up and down.

When he saw my baby-toothed outfit in a white dress, he showed an expression of being unable to bear to look directly at me and being speechless.

Damn, what do you mean?Can't I be cute and love to wear skirts?

I said: "Bermod asked me to wear it. The skirt has no pockets and no keys. This old woman is not as young as I am, and is not as cute as me. She has no advantages other than big breasts, thin waist, thin buttocks." "?" Bourbon looked To me, "Then do you have big breasts, thin waist and thin buttocks? Little girl of [-]?"

I was so angry that I jumped up and hit him: "Are you talking in human language! I think you and Belmode have had ghosts for a long time!"

He didn't hide, and let me beat him with my fist—tsk, this body is too hard and strong, right?It hurt my hand.After I finished playing, Bourbon calmed down and asked me, "Is everything okay?"

My feet hurt, and I sat down on Bourbon's bed, "" sinking into the fluffy duvet.

"It's going well." I thought for a while and organized my words, "The task is to get back the data of the scientific research team. Then kill the person who stole the data. Belmode called me because I was young. The mission target will not have too much vigilance."

"Did you kill him?"

I asked Bourbon, "Who else but me?"

He said nothing, motioning for me to continue.

"When I got the information and handed it to Belmode, I met Gin." After I said the name, I noticed that Bourbon's body tensed up, "Bermod said that I learned from you." Yes, um..." I thought about it, "then Gin gave me a warning."

Bourbon lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's not a big problem." He suddenly smiled slightly, "Congratulations, you may have a code name."

"Huh?" I was stunned.

"Gin doesn't care about that kind of small shrimp." He also sat down, stretched his slender legs casually, and explained to me slowly, "Although he said this in a threatening way, it is precisely your Proof of ability."

"Oh." I understood, "So he is... investigating?"

"It's almost like this." Bourbon said, "The inspection period may be several months, or it may be several years. When you pass the inspection of Gin, you will have a code name."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the afterglow of the moonlight fell in through the window, smudged on his eyelashes.The rich silvery white color is like night frost on his eyelashes, and the water color melts into the slightly blue pupils.

It's over, the atmosphere is not right... Why am I so attracted to old men?If I hadn't shrunk, I would be 16 now, the legal age of marriage, and I could legally pick him up.

However I shrunk! ! !

"How long did it take you to have a code name?" I tried my best to change the subject, trying to break the atmosphere that made me restless.

Bourbon raised his eyebrows and looked at me with a half-smile: "Scotland and I have been together since the beginning."

"……Oh."

I shouldn't have humiliated myself, damn it.

"I'm going to sleep!"

"Go to sleep." He rubbed my hair casually, "It's very late, children still need to ensure enough sleep to grow taller."

Although he mocked my height again, I didn't care about his good looks.Besides... isn't this your room, bro?What are you doing?

I didn't make a sound, just watched Bourbon open the door and go out.I sat safely on the bed, silently counting down in my heart, when the count reached 1, Bourbon pushed the door open again and came in.

"Yakizawa Yayoi." He said my name word by word with a dark face, "Get out!"

"I don't." I laughed arrogantly, "You gave me the room yourself, so I won't leave. If you want to leave, you should go. If you don't accept it, will you hit me?"

"Oh," he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "do you think I dare not hit you?"

I silently calculated the difference in combat effectiveness between me and Bourbon purely relying on physical skills without using superpowers, and finally chose to retreat strategically.It's not cowardice, it's just a strategic retreat. I'm not afraid that he will really hit me!

"I'll leave as I go." I made a grimace, "It's not friendly to beautiful girls at all. I don't think you can get married at the age of 30."

"Thank you." Bourbon paid no attention to my trash talk.

After I walked out of the room, Bourbon slammed the door shut.Big Bourbon trotters! ! !Not at all my Mingmei gentleness.

I didn't go straight back to my room, I just finished my mission, got scared with gin, talked to bourbon and spanked, and I really didn't feel sleepy at all.I opened the fridge looking for a soda to drink, but when I opened the door... there was only beer, all beer.

I don't drink beer.When I was in the laboratory, Dr. Yagisawa, the person in charge of the "Lv.5 Manufacturing Project", wouldn't let me touch alcohol.Alcohol can paralyze the brain, affect calculation ability, and reduce reaction speed, so Dr. Yagisawa will not let me touch a drop of alcohol.

Of course I won't touch it, I won't kill myself, after all, superpowers are the foundation of my survival.

Speaking of vending machines, there is one in the downstairs corner of the apartment... I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, the pointer was at 11, it was not too late.

It didn't take long before I went downstairs to buy a bottle of carbonated drink and came back. After thinking for a second, I decided to go downstairs.

There are bright lights in the corridor, and the door of the apartment is locked with a code. You need to swipe your card or enter a code to open it.This apartment is relatively high-end, and there are also high-end wealthy communities nearby.

I took a walkman and plugged in headphones, and the soothing pure music was played in the headphones.

The lights in the vending machines are warm orange, and even the bottles of soda are also tinted in warm colors.

There was only one bottle of my favorite lemon soda left in that row, and I deftly inserted a coin, waiting for the lemon soda to roll out from the underground outlet.

However, before I took it, another slender hand took it away first.

"what???"

I looked up uncomfortably.

The one who took my soda was a teenager who looked a little older than me.

Blue hair, combed back on the right side.Even his pupils were blue, and there was a dark and dull color in the depths of his eyes.

The young man had handsome eyebrows and eyes, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a lazy expression in his expression.He was wearing a white shirt that was probably a school uniform, with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, and a tie that had fallen loosely, exposing a section of his collarbone.

He put a few coins into my hand, I stared at those coins for a moment, then came back to my senses.

"Hey, obviously I came first!"

The author has something to say: I am back after the college entrance examination! ! !Thanks to every little angel who cheered me up for the college entrance examination qwq

Fuximi is finally online, I'm so worried about getting him online

This chapter is still the usual practice to draw six little angels from the comment area to send red envelopes www

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Landmine]: Qing'an 2;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

There is everything in the dream, a bottle of Tumi Blossom;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!