Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

He posted this message directly on the forum and attached a recording.

[Surprise! I went to the bathroom and saw Bourbon and his lover stumbling on the sink. I didn’t expect him to be a mouse...]

As soon as this post came out, the forum exploded!

Bitchus: Did you go to the men's or women's restroom? Why didn't you call me for such a good thing?

Boss: @Rum This is a mistake in your work!

Binga: @Rum I, a wounded soldier, spend all my time investigating rats when I go to the toilet. Please don't have children for no reason. Please reimburse me for the consumables I sent you.

Chianti: It turns out that all three bottles of whiskey are rats. Oh my god! How did you find out?

Calvados: When is the bar dancing? I'll open the champagne for you.

Prosecco: Doesn't anyone care about bourbon?

Pinot Noir: Gin will handle the mice.

Capilia: Bourbon, he and Rye had their legs broken by a little wild cat, and were sent out on a mission by Gin. I heard that they even sent an external member to push the wheelchair!

When Binga returned to the ward, he saw Bitchus sitting on his bed, smiling happily.

"You're back? I injected the medicine into the man you told me about."

"Kudo Shinichi? Did you use your clever potion?" Binga was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would really use it. He had heard a little about this code member who had good medical skills but wanted to do research. Then he asked with interest: "Is he still alive?"

"He's alive and more lively than when he first arrived. I gave him a full-body checkup, and just like the experiment on mice, his personality has changed in a specific way!"

Binga didn't quite understand what Bitchus said, after all, this was not his field of development. However, he did get a piece of information from it: Kudo Shinichi was very tough and even the defective experimental drugs couldn't kill him.

I don’t know what would happen if nuclear waste water got into his head!

"By the way, Bourbon, how did you find out? What a coincidence!"

As soon as Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai finished their mission, they were taken to an abandoned warehouse. After entering and going underground, they found it was a dungeon.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Akai Shuichi asked impatiently.

He was a little scared in his heart. He had completed the mission and killed the people he was asked to kill, but why was he taken to the dungeon again? This was obviously the place where traitors were imprisoned.

"What do you mean?" Toru Amuro's expression also looked grim, because his face was dark, so his facial expression could not be seen.

I started to wonder in my heart, was it possible that I was discovered while meeting with Kazama? That was impossible. If I was discovered, then maybe I was the only one. How could Rye be here too?

The peripheral member who was pushing the wheelchair behind explained to the two people without changing his expression.

"This is the residence for codename members. We, the peripheral members, are not eligible to live here."

The peripheral member tried his best not to laugh, pointed at one of the prison-style iron doors and said, "This is Master Gin's room, and in front of it is Master Vodka's room."

Then he pushed the two men to the innermost part, where there was a sign with rye on it and a sign with bourbon on it. "This is your room, sir. You need to stay here when you don't have any missions."

Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai looked at each other, but before they could communicate, the two outer members pushed them into their cells and locked the doors.

There are no windows in the room, just a mattress and a bathroom with only a toilet. Apart from that, there is nothing else. It is even simpler than a prison.

Toru Amuro's brain CPU is about to burn out. He has no idea what kind of crazy people are in the organization. He even begins to suspect that these code-named members are in prison when they are not on any mission.

He really couldn't imagine what Gin looked like in there.

If he was exposed, he is still alive and has been assigned a task. He cannot be treated like this.

The two were locked up in a dungeon of the organization, and stayed there for three years!

Kurokawa Yuka's alias has been lying in the hospital, and Binga himself is either on missions or undergoing life-and-death training at the organization's base.

After returning to the safe house, he began to restore the facial recognition system from his previous life. Since his development in electronic technology made a lot of money for the organization, the boss even contacted him once.

This allowed him to have the authority of a high-level official even though he was a mid-level code member.

Especially the forum permissions, the boss has upgraded it to A-level, which is the same level of permissions as Gin, and he can access a lot of information of the organization.

Of course, it was of little use to him. After all, if he wanted to check something, he only had to move his fingers.

People in the organization may not have seen Ta Binga, but there has always been a legend about Ta Binga on the forum.

The organization's king of rolls!

[This weekend, I will take Shirley to Mermaid Island for investigation with Vodka. - Gin]

Arriving at the parking lot of the experimental base, Binga got out of the car. He had corn braids, a black suit, and large sunglasses covering half of his face. The two metal earrings on his left earlobe made him look more flamboyant.

After getting out of the car, he slammed the door and walked straight to the Porsche 356A, angrily demanding, "Hey, why do you want me to go on your mission? Do you think I'm just a useless worker in your operation team?"

Gin paused for a moment, shaking off the ash from the cigarette between his fingers. Before he could speak, Vodka argued, "What are you talking about? Aren't you from the action team?"

"What?" Binga looked at Vodka with a freezing gaze.

"Rum transferred you to the action team three years ago. Oh, no, he exchanged you for bourbon." After Vodka finished speaking, Binga's face twisted. Then he comforted him, "My brother's action team is much better than the intelligence team. At least there are not so many annoying riddlers."

"Asshole, why didn't you notify me!" Binga slammed his fists on the car and roared loudly, wishing he could pull Gin out and beat him to the ground.

Gin looked up and down at Binga, who was growling like a vicious dog, and asked knowingly, "Didn't Rum inform you? It was he who suggested to me that you be transferred to the action team and replaced by Bourbon, who is a professional in intelligence."

These words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire for Binga, making his distorted face even more distorted, just as distorted as when he beat Kudo Shinichi.

"Asshole! Rum, that asshole! He played me like a monkey for three years, asshole! Don't let me find that guy, or I will kill him."

Binga completely overlooked the fact that Gin was deliberately trying to lead him towards Rum.

In the past two years, the mess left behind by Rum is more than his own tasks, so he will not let go of anyone who can cause him trouble.

Now Binga looks much more pleasing to the eye even though he is like a mad dog.

"Well, get in the car! I'll take you to the dock when Shirley comes out."

Gin was in a rare good mood, and Vodka was surprised to see it. He had no idea why his big brother was in such a good mood. But Binga was not wearing women's clothes, so why was he in a good mood seeing him going crazy?

But his elder brother was in a good mood, and Vodka was in a good mood too, so he started laughing too.

But sooner or later, someone will bump into the muzzle of this gun.

Shirley, hesitating and with her hands in her pockets, looked impatient and walked slowly towards the Porsche 356A with the peripheral member carrying the reagent box behind her.