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

"Hehe, yeah, it's what I should do." Vodka became excited when he heard Gin's praise.

"Don't go home. Come to my safe house on the way and celebrate in the evening." Binga also felt that Vodka had done the right thing and they should celebrate properly.

If Vodka didn't give them tasks, their position would be in jeopardy.

People say that vodka is the younger brother of gin, but in fact, vodka itself is quite strong.

Vodka sent the two back to the safe house. When Gin saw the two single-family houses connected together, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Find a chance to move. I guess everyone in the lab knows where they live. It’s too unsafe.

"Let's arrange a moving company tomorrow and move!" Gin had no attachment to this place. It was all the organization's property anyway. As long as he reported it to his higher-ups, he would have a new place to live.

Back in the safe house, Binga collapsed on the sofa, pointed at one of the guest bedrooms, and said to Vodka, "Go and have a rest!"

Gin sat next to Binga and just as he lit a cigarette, Binga dodged and stubbed it out in the ashtray, "Smoke, smoke, smoke. Didn't I say you can't smoke until your injury is healed?"

"Well, go out for a walk? Find a new place to live."

"Oh, I'll go change." Binga immediately changed out of his pajamas, chose a set of equally loose sportswear, looked at Gin and asked, "Do I want women's clothes?"

"As you wish." Gin took out a piece of chewing gum and threw it into his mouth.

Binga put on a hat and a mask, picked up the keys, and shook them at Gin, "Drive my car."

The two were in the most prosperous area of Tokyo, and Binga suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a property here, not belonging to the organization, but to himself. "I bought a tower apartment before, the area is not large, but it is very close to a bar of the organization. Do you want to take a look?"

"Yeah." Gin agreed readily. It didn't matter if it was small. The important thing was that it could be used as a place to stay.

"I drank too much in the bar, so I just rested there. The facilities are pretty good." Binga called the cleaner to clean up in advance, took Gin over, and came to his own nest. The layout was not like his other style, which was full of high-tech style.

Instead, the style here is original wood and cream, which is very warm.

Gin only glanced at it, and his face turned cold, "It doesn't look like a place for men to live."

"I'm really sorry to disappoint you. This is where Laozi lives. I was wearing women's clothing at the time, so the designer misunderstood me and decorated it like this. But I don't stay here often, so I didn't change it."

Binga stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery. Then he walked to the milky white sofa with cute pillows, buried himself in it, and motioned for Gin to look around casually.

Gin felt relieved to hear that he didn't live with others. He walked around casually and found that although the house was a little small, it was quite cozy and had all the necessary facilities. Even the facilities downstairs were fully equipped.

"Not bad, I'm quite satisfied." The most satisfying thing was that he had a cloakroom. He could share one with Binga in the future. Now he regarded Binga as his own.

It is natural for you to live together with your own people. If you live together, you naturally need to live in the same room. If you live in the same room, you naturally need to use the same cloakroom.

"Well, of course. There's an internet cafe nearby that I own. When you get old and can't do missions anymore, I can make money to support you."

Binga is very proud of himself. He has many side jobs and is very capable of making money.

"Oh, how much did you pay for it?" Gin sat calmly on the sofa, picked up his phone to check it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Binga with rare calmness and imperceptible doting.

"More than 20 million, I forgot. It was said that I don't have to pay property management fees and parking fees in the future." Binga couldn't remember it either, it was too long ago.

"Oh, I see. This is the property of the Karasuma Group, which means it is the property of the organization. You can apply for it for free without spending any money."

Gin looked at Binga's increasingly ugly expression, and even AK couldn't suppress the upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

He just checked and found that most of the people living here are employees of the Karasuma Group, that is, the organization's employees in the open.

A small number of organization members also regard this place as a temporary resting place.

"I applied for a set next door for Vodka."

Gin sent a message to the organization's boss, asking for the apartment next to Binga's, saying that he was applying for it for Vodka, but actually he was applying for it for himself. The main reason was that he was afraid of quarreling with Binga and being kicked out by him, and Gin would be hanging out at home, so he could keep an eye on him by staying next door.

Now he has decided to live with Binga in his old age.

“Ahhhhh, why didn’t you tell me earlier, ahhhhh, my money, my pension money, ahhhh, you bastard.”

Binga's face looked extremely ugly. He pounced on Gin and pinched and beat him, but he was very restrained and did not attack his injuries.

"You didn't check it yourself, so you can't blame me." Gin's smile became even wider. He hugged Binga and fixed him on himself, making him unable to move. He said very seriously: "You just said that you would support me in the future, and I took it seriously."

"Eh, um." Binga was stunned for a moment before he realized what Gin meant. Was he confessing his love in disguise?

Gin held the back of his head and their lips touched. The only sound in the room was the breathing of the two of them. He realized that it seemed as if he had been competing with Gin from the very beginning.

After the two separated, he straightened his clothes and reached out to pull Gin up.

"I eat downstairs at noon, buy some food and daily necessities in the afternoon, and have a good meal at night. I'm going crazy if I have to eat nutritious meals every day in the lab."

Binga complained about the poor food in the laboratory, but he had no plan to become a test subject. After all, without those guys in the laboratory, he might really lose his life.

The two rested for a while, then left with their hands in their pockets. They went to the restaurant downstairs, had a simple meal, and then went to the mall to shop.

Back in the safe house, a sumptuous dinner woke up Vodka from his sleep. He sniffed and walked to the restaurant. "What a nice smell! I could smell it even when I was sleeping."

No one spoke while the three of them were eating, mainly because they were really hungry.

Gin woke up earlier than Binga, and he had good health after eating nutritious meals. He even used nutrient solution.

Organize the bar.

Binga stood on the stage, the spotlight shining on him, his fingers playing the guitar rapidly, and the rock music excited everyone, as if the whole stage existed for him.

Whether he is dying and starting over, or going back to the past and reliving his life, he uses strong and rhythmic music to express his emotions.

Gin sat at the bar, holding a glass of wine in his hand, quietly looking at the man on the stage who was shining with his own light. From now on, he belonged to him.

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