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

There was an inconspicuous car parked in the narrow alley.

The car window with the anti-peeping film was closed tightly. Lancer, who was already coughing due to the smell of smoke in the car, couldn't help but roll open the window on the wall and whispered: "Don't always It’s letting others inhale second-hand smoke…”

But the man next to him didn't care about this kind of thing at all, and stared at the door of the residential street with a pair of sinister eyes.

Sure enough, not long after, several children walked out of the door of a certain house carrying schoolbags and went to school side by side.

Brown curly short hair, familiar facial features...

Even though the woman's body had literally shrunk, Gin recognized her immediately.

Shirley.

The name that he would never forget even in his nightmares, a guy who betrayed the organization and made him feel disgusted.

Thinking of that woman's self-righteous appearance in the past, Gin couldn't help but want to appear in front of her now and see her frightened expression...

It must be interesting!

Seeing the man showing his teeth like a hound, and the smile on his face full of danger, Lancer raised his hand and forced the man's jaw forward.

He said seriously: "You must have not forgotten your agreement with me, right?"

Gin's eyes were filled with coldness and she didn't answer him.

Time goes back to the day before yesterday——

When the man tried to give him a chance and said, "Give me a reason not to kill you and her," Lancer seemed inspired.

He put his chin in his hand and began to think. Finally, as if a sudden inspiration came to him, he took the man's hand and placed a kiss on the back of it under his doubtful gaze.

Like a dragonfly touching water, it can be separated at the first touch.

Such a bold move even shocked the system.

[System: For a moment, I didn’t know whether you really liked him or just to save your life...]

Lancer's bright eyes looked at Gin, calm on the surface, but in his heart he asked him expectantly: "Is this enough?"

Gin's eyes suddenly darkened, and his body exuded a cold aura. After a moment, he picked him up and threw him out.

Hey, I’m so shy!

Recovering his thoughts, Gin slapped away Lancer's hand holding his chin, squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, and returned his gaze to Shirley again.

The little girl was already walking away with her companions carrying her schoolbag.

She glanced back at the strange car as if aware of it, and left with confidence after confirming that it was not a Porsche.

The radar that had been accompanying her seemed to have malfunctioned after countless vigilances.

Vodka, who was responsible for driving, obviously didn't expect this to happen.

He glanced at Gin in the rearview mirror and said in disbelief: "Brother, is that kid really Shirley? Do you want to find a chance to give her to..."

Lancer gave him a cold blow, letting Vodka hold back the unfinished words.

After calming down again, Gin lit a cigarette for himself again and looked at Lancer without blinking an eye.

After a few minutes, the man was probably willing to make a compromise.

"You want to keep her to help you make the antidote?"

Lancer shrugged, "If you can find other ways to restore me to my original body, I won't be able to do it."

Now that he has determined that he is not an unacceptable old man, he does not want to live in this world like a monster.

Just think that Belmode hated the people of the Miyano family, and he was not without unwillingness and resentment in his heart.

And the only person in the world who can make the antidote is Huihara Ai.

Precisely because he knew this, Gin had no way to deal with Lancer who wanted to restore his original appearance.

What's more, whether it's to add more fighting power to himself or for other undesirable thoughts, restoring Lancer to his original state is also something Gin hopes and urgently wants.

After finishing a cigarette, Gin pressed down the car window, popped the cigarette butt out of the window, and blew out a puff of white smoke.

The stretched neck resembles an elegant swan, but it is a pity that the man in front of him has nothing to do with the swan, which symbolizes purity and purity.

Finally, the man responded.

"If you want me to let her go, you have to offer equivalent benefits in exchange."

[System: I understand, he wants you to commit yourself to him! This adult knows how to find a partner (thumbs up) I’ll give it a thumbs up! 】

Lancer:…

Ignoring the chicken crow coming from the system, the young man pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Keep an eye on her. If there is any new progress in the research on the antidote, notify me immediately."

"I think she won't refuse." Lancer was very confident about this.

"Also," Gin didn't finish his words. After pondering for a moment, he continued: "I will give you a list later."

Lancer had already guessed his plan and asked first: "Is this the death list that you used that drug to kill people and silence them?"

"Ah."

Because there are new possibilities, it means that the people on the list have not been completely silenced. For someone like Haibara Ai who has become smaller, it is difficult to guarantee that the second or third one will not appear. Gin needs to investigate carefully.

Lancer was a little resistant, "You have killed so many people. It is really a huge project to investigate whether a person has changed into another identity and lived in disguise."

"I will arrange manpower for you." Gin said, his eyes coldly scanning the residential houses in Mihua Town, "I will also send people to keep an eye on this place."

However, his move was stopped by Lancer.

"better not."

In the man's surprised eyes, Lancer said calmly: "The FBI is infested in this area. They discovered Shirley's existence earlier than you and I. Do you understand what I mean?"

Unexpectedly, not only did Gin show no intention of retreating, but a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and he turned on the crazy batch mode.

"Isn't this just right? Using that woman as a bait, gathering all the FBI here and annihilating her... can save me a lot of trouble."

Although confident men are very attractive, Lancer really feels that if there is a real conspiracy, Gin may not have a chance of winning.

Fortunately, before Gin had time to plan the layout, he was already called back to his home by that gentleman's phone call.

"It's not convenient for you to get involved in the internal affairs of the organization." After saying that, Gin may also feel that this excuse is a bit untenable.

Who is more qualified to walk in the organization than a descendant of the Karasuma family?

In the subtle expression of the young man's raised eyebrows, he said truthfully: "This is the boss's order. In short, until I finish dealing with the matter in front of me, you should stay here and monitor that woman's every move!"

Lancer looked at the car driving away and sneered angrily.

"You have something to do, Master Lancer, it's all irrelevant personnel!"

If it weren't for the fact that he was so handsome that he couldn't do anything, he would have given this man a punch.

"Lance? Why are you here?"

As soon as the young man turned around, Toru Amuro appeared behind him with a handbag in both hands, blinking at him curiously.

Ah, yes! It's very close to Café Poirot.

"Brother Toru." Lancer put a hand on Toru Amuro's shoulder and patted her with emotion: "In this indifferent society, only Brother Toru can give me the meager warmth~"

Toru Amuro: "..."