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

"Hmm, ah? Hmm."

Binga's mood went up and down three times. What does that mean?

Is this something simple?

"How do you want to make her obey?"

Moscato felt that since he had been called here, there would have to be some difficulty. What was this Prosecco doing? Why did he have to call an old man from so far away? His vacation in Italy had not yet ended.

After saying that, he picked up the thermos cup hanging from his waist, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of rock sugar chrysanthemum tea.

Well, ice cola is still better!

"Ah? What method? Are there many other methods?" Binga thought that he had no talent in this area. All he could do was to resist being hypnotized and simply hypnotize people with weak willpower.

This kind of manipulation and obedience requires brainwashing and control with drugs, which is possible, but there are too many uncontrollable factors.

"Yeah, quite a lot." Moscato sat on a stool, shaking his feet, looking left and right in the laboratory, thinking about what to take away.

"Oh, the simplest one will do. I just need her to obey and do her job, and she will be sober when the police come to arrest her or kill her."

Binga thought this was a very difficult question, and even the old guy Rum couldn't do it. He was known for his brainwashing skills, no, he was the head of the intelligence team.

"Oh, that's easy," Moscato cleared his throat and changed his voice, which sounded exactly the same as Binga's.

Then... he took out an electric shock pad and gave the unconscious Kurokawa Yuka two shocking blows. When she came to, he called out solemnly: "Tsk tsk tsk... tsk tsk tsk... tsk tsk tsk..."

Binga:!!! This is using my voice to call the dog!

Other laboratory personnel: ???

The expression on Kurokawa Yuka's face changed from pain to confusion, and finally her eyes became firm, just like those of an ordinary person.

"Raise your left foot." Moscato continued to give instructions in Binga's voice.

Kurokawa Yuka raised her left foot above her head.

Binga's brain has gone into shutdown mode.

Is this it?

"Let her put it down." Moscato regained his voice and raised his chin towards Binga, signaling him to familiarize himself with the living puppet.

"Put your left foot down and turn around." Binga tried to give the order, but he wasn't sure if the man would obey. After all... it sounded a bit mysterious.

Kurokawa Yuka immediately put her feet down and turned around. Her eyes and expression were natural from beginning to end.

"How is it?" Moscato shook his head proudly, and he looked like he really deserved a beating.

Binga gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely, "Amazing! You are the best hypnotist I have ever seen."

"Of course," Moscato walked around the lab, took out a bottle of iced cola from the refrigerator, poured out the chrysanthemum tea in the thermos, poured the cola in, and added some ice cubes, "Is there anything interesting in the lab here?"

"Does the Great Cleverness Potion count?" Binga thought the most interesting thing was the Great Cleverness Potion that Bitchus had researched. "That potion can make people paranoid and their IQ fluctuate."

"There is also a clever potion. The user is like a radar. As long as someone from the organization approaches, they will tremble. No one knows the principle."

"Oh, I want something more interesting." Moscato was not interested. He just wanted something exciting to play with.

"Do you like the human skin drum?" A researcher passed by, heard their conversation, and took out a rattle from a glass cabinet.

There is a lifelike crow on the surface of this rattle, and it seems to come alive when it is shaken.

Moscato took the rattle and shook it a few times. The rhythmic drum beats echoed in every corner of the laboratory, and the researchers in the laboratory seemed to have lost their souls in an instant.

"Yes, I like this new toy."

Then there were a few more rhythmic drum beats, and all the researchers returned to normal.

Binga was conscious throughout the whole process, but he couldn't move. The feeling of having no control over his body was even more terrifying than facing a bomb.

"I'll wait for you outside." Moscato left the laboratory playing with a rattle and whizzed around in the underground garage on a skateboard.

Seeing Binga coming out, he waved at him and said firmly: "Are you going to cause trouble? Tell me, I want to watch the fun up close."

"Yes, there is a mission." Binga didn't say anything. Apart from Gin, he is a very principled person.

Not a word will be revealed about the organization's mission.

"You told me that a mission must be completed with great fanfare (gunfire and gunfire), surrounded by flowers (wreaths of flowers), to be worth it."

Moscato clapped his left hand and right hand, thought of the key point, immediately dialed Gin's number and pressed the speaker.

"You don't have to worry about Gin. He can't control me. I'm just too bored. He still owes me a favor! You tell me what the mission is. I'm just messing around. No, I'm just watching the fun."

"Moscato?" Gin's voice came from the phone.

"It's me. The good brother you want to promote refuses to tell us what the mission is. You are the person in charge, so you tell us. Otherwise, I will tell the boss. If he agrees..."

"can."

Before he finished speaking, a low and respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, even using honorifics, and quickly hung up.

If you say he is polite, he hung up the phone after he finished speaking. If you say he is impolite, he rarely uses honorifics.

Binga: ...Is Gin so crazy?

"Well, he agreed." Moscato said he would not force anyone, and since your boss has agreed, you can say it.

Binga's brain worked at high speed and began to extract useful information. The child was naughty, made trouble, and liked new things.

So, Binga brought Moscato and Kurokawa Yuka to Kurokawa's house and introduced some new things to Moscato.

Fake gin and fake vodka!

When Moscato saw these two people, he was stunned.

"What the hell is this?"

When I saw someone with a similar appearance to Gin, my brain was a little overwhelmed, and the shock was too great.

It would be fine if there was just one, but he also got some vodka.

If you have never seen what gin and vodka look like, you would really be fooled by these two people.

After all...they look so similar that you can't tell them apart from the back.

The clothes were the same, and there was a car of the same model parked in the yard.

Shiraishi Yu and Ebisaburo sat upright with their backs straight. Due to their intuition about danger, they thought it was best to be obedient and not say a single word.

"Is this interesting?" Binga raised his eyebrows and asked Moscato. After all, Gin was such a bad person, someone would definitely be happy when two counterfeits appeared.

"I think their faces could use some modification." Moscato said as he controlled the person and dragged him to the dining table, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Do you have a container of equipment and recovery potions?"

"Yes!" Binga immediately understood what Moscato meant. He wanted to give Bai Shixin plastic surgery.

A huge box was dragged out from the basement, and then Ebisaburo, with trembling legs, became the one in the light.

Moscato made some moves on the fake gin, filling it and modifying it.

Finally, after branding the mark of the experimental subject on his neck, he was given the organization's strongest recovery potion.

The bloated face recovered after half an hour, and now it looked more like Gin. From the similar body shape to the facial features, which were also 70% similar. The only difference was the pupil color and the mark of the experimental subject on the neck.

"You can also do plastic surgery?" Binga was really surprised. Under Moscato's leadership, he had even gradually neglected the fact that he had a mission.