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

Gin:......

"It wasn't me. If I had done it, I wouldn't have risked getting caught to get you back." Gin explained again. Vodka said sincerity was the killer skill for their relationship.

"Hmph! How could I not know how I died!" Binga snorted coldly. It was Gin who deliberately blew him to death without even notifying anyone of his move. If he hadn't seen that the entire submarine was filled with bombs, he wouldn't even know how he died.

[System 2: Host, he really doesn't want to kill you. Didn't I say before that this is a two-dimensional world, the protagonist is Conan, and those who help the protagonist can survive, but you...so you must die, Pisco, Ireland, Curacao.]

[System 1: No, the protagonist never wanted you to die. He wanted to help you. As long as you help them infiltrate the organization, like Amuro Toru, you can live in the sunshine after everything is over and become a truly free person.]

[System 2: I want to help you, but that means you will spend the rest of your life in jail and be their slave. You are ugly, but you have beautiful ideas. Can you PUA the host with just a few words? When he gets mad, he even beats children.]

Gin had been paying attention to Binga's expression and patted his face, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Binga came back to his senses from the system communication and looked at Gin with complicated eyes. He didn't know what to say for a moment. This world consciousness is a bug. This thing needs to be fixed.

"No, I was thinking about your and Vermouth's two or three things."

Gin choked. Why did this matter get brought up again? He would rather admit that he wanted to kill Binga than have an affair with Vermouth. This was not a question of innocence or not. The organization would conduct a comprehensive investigation into this matter, which concerned his status in the organization.

It was troublesome just thinking about being associated with someone who betrayed the organization, but fortunately, there was nothing shameful about his deal with Vermouth.

Send Vermouth to Rum and take a vacation. Although the organization has not investigated him, he must have an attitude.

The fact that Rum cried and asked him to return to the organization to complete the mission proved that there was no problem with him.

"Don't talk nonsense. I have nothing to do with her. I don't like old women who can't even speak clearly."

"Hmph! ╭(╯^╰)╮I've eaten today, you can do whatever you want." Binga returned to the room with his spoils and threw everything in the cloakroom. He pondered for a moment and thought of the box.

Then all the clothes, jewelry and cosmetics he had thrown on the ground disappeared.

Binga made sure the door to the cloakroom was closed, sat down at the dressing table and began calling the system.

[Binga: Stupid... System, come out, have I become a god? Will this box disappear? ]

[System 2: Host, this system is not stupid. Please believe in science. The space box will not disappear. It is formed according to the program you edited. As long as you are still you, it will not disappear.]

【Binga: Oh, so both of you are derived from the program I edited. 】

[System 2: This system is, but the other one is not. It invaded before this system was born with consciousness. However, this is the rule of you, the host, after all, so it can only increase its power by PUAing you, otherwise it will disappear.]

[Binga: PUA me? What are you dreaming about?]

World consciousness may be able to influence other people's thoughts, but Binga is a rebellious person. He has lived in darkness since he was a child and has seen the worst side of human nature. He understands PUA better than PUA does. He just won't listen.

Using words to PUA him is not as effective as putting a gun to his head.

After Gin came up, he pushed open the door of the cloakroom and saw Binga sitting in front of the mirror. He smiled and said, "You really love to show off. You've already attracted a lot of attention. What else do you want?"

Binga stood up, walked over to Gin, put his arms around his shoulders, wrapped them around his neck, leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Lead you!"

The warm breath beside his ear made him stop breathing instantly, his body tensed, and he hugged him tightly, saying coldly: "It has been attracted, you better be quiet today, or you may not be able to get up tomorrow."

"Tsk, you have to lie down for two days just to go shopping, what qualifications do you have to remind me?" Binga pushed Gin away and went downstairs on his own, "Is my bird's nest ready?"

......

The next morning.

Gin brought Binga to a conference room he had never been to before. There were electronic screens on all sides and the cold white light made his eyes extremely uncomfortable.

Zila Zila.

A crow appeared on the screen, watching them.

Gin held Binga's hand and refused to let go no matter how he struggled. He spoke respectfully to the electronic screen: "Boss, I brought Binhai here."

"Well, I saw your application, and you did a great job, Gin."

Mechanical electronic sounds came from all directions, making it impossible to determine where the sound came from. Binga frowned slightly.

He is a technician and also an intelligence specialist. All the equipment here is more than one level higher than those on the market, no, the equipment in the organization is more than one level higher.

Just like mobile phones and smartphones.

"I agree that Binga will take over Vermouth's job and will be in your operations team for the time being. I have seen his contribution to the organization and his authority can be upgraded to A-level."

The electronic sound coming from all directions made Binga feel very uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Boss! I'm researching a software that can give people immortality. I hope to cooperate with the laboratory. Please give me certain permissions."

Binga began to increase his chips. When climbing up, he would show himself without hesitation, like being able to enter Europol. There are so many geniuses in the world, why was he able to get in? In addition to being a genius, he naturally had to show his advantages.

"Tell me about it."

When Ren'ye Karasuma, who was recuperating on a ventilator at Karasuma Manor, heard Yongsheng's obvious breathing hitch, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

However, the processed mechanical sound on the other side could not sense his emotions. Only Binga felt a slight pause in the mechanical sound.

"It is a software that can completely store your soul by inputting your own memories and body data. Even if your body is damaged, you can clone a new body with these memories and import these data. It is equivalent to replacing yourself with a younger body."

"Of course, this is just my initial plan. If the software is feasible, it is not impossible to reverse time according to the code and bring the dead back to life..."