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

"The credibility of this report is only 1%. It is just to fool the boss."

Prosecco rolled his eyes. He thought Gin would cooperate with him by handing him such a test paper. He was so disgusted that he didn't even let the three of them have a cup of tea and started to chase them away.

"Go, go, go, hurry up, I'm annoyed by the sight of you three."

Vodka was relieved when he heard this. If his elder brother really regarded him as a partner, he didn't know what to do.

After all, the eldest brother can't refuse, but he likes cute girl groups.

After Gin left with his two younger brothers, he sat in the passenger seat. Just as Binga was about to open the back door, he was stopped.

"You drive."

"What? You want me to drive you? Do you think of me as your driver?" Binga walked to the driver's seat, expressing his dissatisfaction in a million words.

Considering Vodka's mental problems, Gin took out the memo, looked at the task, modified a few contents and said: "Vodka, starting from today you will take a week off and go to the organization hospital for treatment."

"Yes, big brother." Vodka agreed. Only when his illness was cured could he be a better younger brother to his big brother. He must not let Binga take away his position as the number one younger brother.

Thinking that big brother would definitely not be able to cope with the meal when I was not around, I grabbed my phone and started writing an email, clearly arranging my itinerary with big brother and his tastes, but then I changed the tastes to the opposite.

Binga must never be allowed to become the big brother's number one younger brother. I am the number one and he can only be second.

"Binga, take Shirley to see Miyano Akemi at 11 a.m. tomorrow, and come with me to carry out the mission at 9 p.m."

Gin made a reasonable arrangement. While Vodka was away, he let Binga be his driver during this period.

Binga likes cars with high visibility, and he is simply not used to driving this old car. If this car wasn't expensive, he would have found a reason to hit something and have Gin send it for repair.

"Shirley? Have you been honest in the past two years?" Thinking of that traitor, I don't know if she has changed. If she hadn't betrayed the organization, she wouldn't have concealed the fact that Kudo Shinichi faked his death.

If he still betrays the organization, it means that the punishment was not severe enough.

"I don't know, it's all Vodka's fault." Gin really didn't even look at Shirley.

Speaking of Shirley, Vodka completely forgot about his illness and started complaining non-stop.

"Humph, that girl saw me and sneered at me. She looked down on me. I don't know why she is so arrogant."

"Compared to Kavist, he is far inferior. He is a third-generation gangster with a good personality and a good temper. Shirley is nothing. I really don't know what she has to be proud of."

"Kavister? Who is he?" Binga was confused. When did such a person appear in the organization?

"You don't know, the person I'm introducing to you is the one who can fly up to the tree and turn into a phoenix."

Vodka was shocked at how Binga, this scumbag, could not even remember what he had done to her.

"The girl who danced with you in the bar two years ago, who had a thin waist, gave you her business card, but you didn't even contact her."

"Chianti asked me to tell you several times that her sister fell in love with you. You disappeared. I told you several times."

Binga recalled carefully and it seemed that this was the case. At that time, Gin gave him so many surveillance videos that he had to process them frame by frame, so he didn't have the time to see what he said.

"That's what you're talking about. That's great. Let's go out and play together when we have time."

"Binga, you have to make up all the tasks for the past two years. Are you sure you have time to play?"

Gin snorted coldly, followed by a continuous bombardment of emails.

Binga knew that it must be that bastard Gin who had given him a bunch of headaches again.

In the past two years, Gin gave him almost all the trivial and exhausting computer work tasks.

Sometimes I wish I could put a bomb on the computer and blow up Gin through the Internet cable.

He put the vodka in the organization's hospital, then returned to the safe house, tidied up a little, turned on the computer and started editing a short essay on the forum.

[Shocked! Vodka has been tortured by Gin into a mama's boy. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality...]

[Hot! Gin did a psychological assessment report and found out he has a partner...]

Prosecco: [Gin Psychological Assessment Report.jpg] [Vodka Psychological Assessment Report.jpg] [Binga Psychological Assessment Report.jpg]; Binga's mental state is healthier than my dog. I suggest that everyone learn more from Binga.

Chianti: Hahahaha, Vodka, who are you trying to make laugh to death? Gin gave you a few days of vacation. I’m going to make one tomorrow too.

Calvados: If you learn from Binga, there will be many fathers-in-law, and Ding is really good at it.

Chianti: Are you a father-in-law?

Calvados: The point is, who is the target of gin?

Vodka: Is it Vermouth?

Calvados: Impossible, who said that?

Vodka: Vermouth said so.

Conti: He is really good at making up rumors about this woman named Vermouth.

Brandy: Gin and I grew up together, but I never saw him with a girlfriend. If he did, it was his Porsche 356A.

Pisco: That old car belongs to his wife. He is willing to spend money on it.

......

Binga got up from the bed, washed up, made himself an African egg, cut two slices of baguette, and drank a cup of hot milk.

It was already ten o'clock when we finished packing. It was eleven o'clock when we took Shirley to meet Miyano Akemi, so we drove directly to the parking lot of the organization laboratory.

Binga called Shirley and before she could speak, he said, "Don't make me wait for you for more than five minutes."

Shirley held the phone and heard the voice on the other end, her whole body stiffened like a rusty machine.

It’s that guy, how could it be that guy.

Hasn't he been executed by the organization?

Without time to pack my things, I took off my white coat and ran downstairs. By the time I reached the parking lot, I was already out of breath.

When she got on Binga's off-road vehicle, she was trembling all over and didn't dare to say a word.

The intimidation that Binga posed to him was no less than that posed by Gin.

"where to?"

She came back to her senses when she heard a magnetic voice. She had to say that Binga's voice was very nice.

Thinking about what he did...

Shirley told him an address, Binga stepped on the accelerator, and arrived at the location on time at 11 o'clock.

Shirley was already dizzy and felt stomach acid rising up.

"We're here, you can get off now."

Shirley looked pale and asked in surprise, "You're not following?"

Binga snorted disdainfully and asked, "Do you dare to run?"

Yes, she didn't dare to run away, otherwise they would make her sister bear all the responsibility.

Looking at Shirley's receding back, Binga immediately changed into Grace's outfit, followed her into the cafe, and sat next to the Miyano sisters.