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

"A waste is a waste, really useless. Believe it or not, I will die holding a 50-kilogram bomb in front of you!" Binga snorted coldly. There was no telling when this lunatic would disappear, and no telling whether Prosecco could help him contact Moscato.

Binga was very happy because he had arranged his work.

Gin was angry with himself and didn't want to take a vacation. He had to go to work tomorrow. It was really infuriating.

And I have to play another person every day, and my boyfriend likes another person.

And hung up on him.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

I can't stay in this house anymore.

He immediately went to the organization's training base and called Vodka over.

The members of the organization training at the base immediately fell silent when they saw Gin.

They hadn't seen Gin for such a long time that they almost forgot about his existence, and their lives were very comfortable. When they suddenly saw Gin, they felt that they had not checked the almanac before going out, and today was not suitable for training.

Everyone thinks so.

The same is true.

Everyone present was pulled aside by Gin under the pretext of checking whether they had been slacking off recently, and then they were beaten up openly.

Gin looked at the members of the organization who had fallen down, and as he left, he turned around and said, "A bunch of trash."

The members of the organization lying on the ground were filled with hatred, but they couldn't do anything to Gin.

Vodka hid behind the sandbags and shivered, feeling that Big Brother was so scary today.

If you hit someone else, you can't hit him.

Gin just walked out and saw Vodka holding a sandbag and looking like his idol had died. He looked at him coldly and ordered, "What are you still doing there?"

"Yes, big brother." Vodka happily followed Gin's steps and left the training room.

Gin felt happy sitting in the Porsche 356A he hadn't seen for a long time. Although the car he was driving now was given by Binga, it was indeed a bit simple.

But this is also the reason why Binga considers him. After all, the car is linked to the overall income. With his personality, he can't even afford a Porsche.

Tsk, why did I agree that I was a poor guy at that time!

Thinking of this, Gin looked at Vodka and asked, "Can that poor little dog change his personality?"

"Not very likely, unless you have a pair of rich parents. You can also find someone from an organization, but it will be known to others..."

Vodka was trembling with fear. Actually, that was not what he meant at the beginning. It was his elder brother who misunderstood him. He could not refute it. What could he do but keep making the same mistake again and again.

Fortunately, his sister-in-law responded, otherwise he would have been in big trouble.

I pray that my sister-in-law will accept my brother soon, Amen!

"No need. My vacation will end next month. I will call Chianti and the others back from outside. If they delay the mission, they don't have to come back."

Gin can no longer pretend at all. He has to speak according to the lines every day and make facial expressions that he doesn't like.

If I hadn’t died once and discovered that in addition to the mission, I also had a boyfriend, I wouldn’t have been so anxious.

The original plan was to live together after retirement.

Now he realizes that if he doesn't catch the girl, her boyfriend will forget about him and now he can find a substitute, although that substitute is still himself.

But also angry.

Doesn't this prove that he doesn't have to rely on me?

As for how many Binga has outside, he has not yet investigated.

He still has a strong sense of boundaries when it comes to his personal life. Even if he is angry, he won't let himself get even angrier.

But this is all Rum's problem. If Rum didn't have so many lovers, how could Binga have found a little lover?

When I followed him, I had only been in online love for more than 20 years, and it was for the purpose of obtaining intelligence.

Look what I have learned from Rum now!

Keep a lover!

Slacking off on work!

And hung up on him!

"Has Rum confirmed the information from Vermouth?" Gin thought of the hidden FBI, although he knew in his previous life that those people were hiding in Kudo's house.

But now it’s different from the last life.

It was still necessary to investigate, and he would also need to go around Beika Town and investigate it personally with his current identity.

"It has been confirmed, and the code has been cracked. Rum has confirmed it, there is no problem."

After Vodka finished speaking, he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and in the end, his face turned red but he didn't ask the question.

Gin glanced at him coldly and said in a cold voice: "Speak!"

"Brother, is there something wrong with Vermouth?" Vodka has begun to doubt. Rum and his brother's actions seem to be on guard against Vermouth. Does this prove that Vermouth is a rat?

And the attitude towards Bourbon and Kiel is not right.

So they all have problems.

Although Vodka doesn't like to use his brain, it doesn't mean he has no brain. Usually when he is with Gin, his brain is in standby mode and he doesn't use it much.

Now that I think about it, I realize something is wrong. As a result, he never goes out. Usually, he either trains or watches TV series at home. He never goes to the bar to drink.

If the big brother doesn’t show up, I won’t show up either.

Even broccoli is no longer grown.

"Hmph, that woman, stay away from her in the future." Gin did not hide it from Vodka. Such a solemn warning was already telling Vodka to draw a clear line between himself and Vermouth.

"Yes, brother." Vodka held in his hand the idea that Vermouth gave him yesterday.

Late one night a day ago.

When Vodka and Vermouth were connected, after the greetings, he asked: "Vermouth, I have a friend in an organization, not me, but really my friend. He is using an ordinary identity to pursue a partner. Now I have designed a personality for him that is a gentle, sunny little milk dog. You have experience in this area. What kind of men do you women like..."

"Personality? Tsk, tsk, the personality is really likable! But, I really want to know who this friend of yours is? Can you tell me?"

Vermouth sat on the soft leather sofa, holding a lady's cigarette between her slender fingertips. After hearing Vodka's explanation, she began to wonder if this friend really existed.

"No, I have to keep it a secret. I asked for your help because you have experience in this area." Vodka concealed the fact that this friend was Gin, but he really wanted to know what kind of men women like.

In fact, he felt that as long as his eldest brother stood there, people would like him and he didn't need any strategies at all. However, it was obvious that the eldest brother and his sister-in-law didn't like his eldest brother.

This is very difficult.

What kind of woman must be looking down on Big Brother? Does she have an eye disease, or are her eyelashes too long that are blocking her vision?

"What a pity! I didn't expect your friend to make such a huge sacrifice. But...are you sure the person your friend is pursuing is a woman?"

Vermouth exhaled a puff of smoke, crossed her legs and lazily leaned on the sofa, picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip. Lang Yangyang's voice rang out: "If your friend is handsome and the other party doesn't like him, maybe your friend is not pursuing women at all."

"It's just that the guy your friend is courting doesn't like the same gender, so he rejected such a handsome guy!"

In fact, Vermouth suspected that Vodka's friend was Gin, but this suspicion was dispelled by Vodka's series of love guidance.

Gin wouldn't be stupid enough to follow what was written in Vodka's melodramatic novel.

"Ah, how about introducing me to your super handsome friend? Vodka!"

"Not a woman? Impossible, I...my friend's partner must be a woman." Vodka became very excited when he said this, his head was buzzing, he simply didn't believe that his sister-in-law was a man.

If his sister-in-law was a man, how would he address her? Call her "Second Brother"?

The memories ended here. Vodka looked at his elder brother cautiously, but he didn't have the courage to ask.

But thinking of that relationship guide, I still mustered up the courage to ask, "Brother, my sister-in-law, is it my sister-in-law?!"