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

When Vodka met Bourbon's eyes, she felt her anus tighten.

However, he still tried to explain it.

"not me!"

Vodka threw the black bread aside. He was cheated by Binga, but he was not the kind of person who liked to gossip about others behind their backs, so he did not betray Binga.

He has been giving advice to his eldest brother recently, and Gil, who he had previously liked, is not so willing to speak for him at this moment, let alone Bourbon.

If he gets beaten, he gets beaten. His elder brother was beaten by Binga. What’s wrong with them beating them one by one?

Bourbon's mind, still confused by the beating, began to think about Vodka's intention. Was it Gin who instructed him to do so, or was there some other purpose?

Especially when he heard the other party ask Binga to monitor the Maori family, he began to suspect that Binga had discovered Conan's identity.

They were surprised that Binga was not dead.

Bourbon is not a direct subordinate of Gin, so this hasn't been a big problem.

As Gin's direct subordinate, Kir could clearly sense the difference in Gin's attitude.

I often wonder if I have been exposed.

Especially since he hated Gin for stopping him in the submarine.

Now I feel a little uneasy.

"Where's the gin?" Bourbon asked knowingly.

"Brother? He's gone. You guys were unconscious for too long." Vodka said, and immediately turned around and left. In fact, they were only unconscious for a few minutes, but Gin had more important things to do, so he ignored them.

The main purpose of bringing them here was that Rum wanted to search their residence, and Gin was just buying time for Rum.

Just half an hour was enough for Rum to act.

Because Gin had to wait for Binga, they stayed for more than an hour, which was enough time for Rum to finish. When Binga left, Gin naturally followed.

As for these two mice, just wait to squeeze out all their value!

Before Bourbon could figure out why Gin had called them here, Rum's email had already arrived. After reading the email, he wanted to refuse, but this was the Boss's order.

He now couldn't understand why Rum asked him to go to Africa to win over the chiefs.

He really couldn't figure it out, so he decided to find an opportunity to test his good sister Vermouth.

As for Kiel, Gin did not let her go and sent an email asking her to replace a boxer, win the favor of a certain consortium boss, and become his personal bodyguard.

The problem is this boxer...she has to win the favor of the big boss of the consortium in the underground arena.

In other words, she wants to beat everyone with her fists!!!

Thinking of this, Kil, who had just woken up, felt a headache.

But when he saw Bourbon's heavy expression, he felt something was wrong.

"Bourbon, is there any problem with your mission?"

"Well, there are some troubles. I have to go to Africa." Bourbon knew that the other party was not a member of the organization, so he lowered his voice and said this. He thought it would not be a secret.

"It seems we are facing the same trouble." Kil complained about the situation on his side.

The two looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

Binga drove the car he bought for Kurosawa Jin back home. Before he opened the door and turned on the light, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa.

With many years of experience in the organization, he subconsciously reached for his gun. After turning on the light and seeing clearly the person sitting on the sofa, he put the gun back into his bag.

He almost made a hole in his little lover.

He was just slow in putting the gun back into the bag, and Gin saw the whole process.

Binga also noticed this, tried to adjust his expression, and laughed dryly: "Buy a car, get a toy for free."

He handed the car keys to Kurosawa Jin, trying to get away with the matter. Now that he was a normal person, he couldn't let his lover call the police and accuse him of carrying a gun.

"Are toys given away when you buy a car now? Can I take a look?" Gin thought that ordinary people should be curious about these uncommon things, so he pretended to be curious.

Although he was pretending, he still complained about Binga's perfunctory attitude in his heart. How come he didn't know that a toy gun would be given away if he bought a car?

Binga met the clear and curious eyes, took out the pistol from the bag, put it on the coffee table, and stared at Kurosawa Zhen, fearing that he would get upset and shoot him.

"This...even though it's a toy, it can still hurt people. Just look at it!" In order to ensure his own safety, he stood behind Kurosawa Jin.

Then I saw my lover touching it, taking it apart, and then... the bullet fell out.

Gin:......

Binga:!!!

Gin felt that he shouldn't have used his hands. Now that the bullets had fallen out, how could he put them away? He could only find an excuse to cover it up, "Is this bullet... made of gold?!"

"Well, it's made of gold, you...just give it to me!" Binga snatched the gun and loaded all the bullets into it at an astonishing speed.

"Do you know the structure of the gun very well?"

Binga was still thinking that the innocent little Gou Gou was so easy to fool, and then he heard these words, and he felt his crown of the head light up.

Suddenly I felt that it made some sense for Gin to reject him. It's really troublesome to have someone around who asks you all kinds of questions.

How to explain this?

He explained that he had been learning shooting since he was a child, and although he couldn't say it was 100%, there was 99% chance of it being a problem.

Since it can't be explained clearly, I won't explain it anymore.

"Isn't it scary to sleep alone? Let's go to sleep!"

Binga dragged Kurosawa Jin to his room, pushed him onto the bed, hid the gun, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Gin seemed to have discovered a new world. He was taken to the room and allowed to sleep on the bed just by asking him about his knowledge of firearms.

If I deliberately lift Binga's vest, can we sleep together every day?

They are all adults and should learn to be frugal. It is a waste to sleep in two beds. It is okay for two people to squeeze into one.

Binga came out of the bathroom, removed the makeup from his face, took a shower and put on the wig again, but it was just too much trouble, so he changed into his pajamas and walked out of the bathroom, only to see his little lover lying on the bed waiting for him.

"It's warmed up." Gin moved to the side, making room for Binga and motioned him to come over quickly.

Binga rolled his eyes, laid down on the bed, pulled back the covers, closed his eyes, and went to sleep, not seeming to communicate with the people around him at all.

Gin: ...Why not throw yourself into my arms? Is there something wrong with the arrangement of Vodka?

What's the point of lying together under the quilt and just sleeping? Why don't you even say a word?

"Are you asleep?" Gin poked Binga with his finger. He felt that there was something wrong with Vodka's arrangement. It must be that the loser did not think seriously. He had to clean up the mess himself at the critical moment. He could not completely trust this loser.

"Huh? Are you scared?" Binga turned around, slightly opened his eyes and stared at the bold man who caught the adultery in front of him, "Or do you want to do something else."

Gin hummed and stared at Binga with expectant eyes, and found that Binga understood his thoughts, and that he was looking at him coldly just to irritate him.

Binga was no longer sleepy because of his look. He found a little lover who looked like Gin to flatter him and serve him, not to find physical labor for him.

So, he picked up his phone, clicked on the foreign magazine to read and play, and said to his little lover who was staring at him expectantly: "Then I will play the story for you, so you won't be bored."

After saying that, he put on his earplugs, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Gin:......