Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Vermouth feels that the new boss has some mystical qualities.

Because he is unscientific.

She smiled, her voice a little lazy, and said confidently, "When it comes to disguise, you can fully trust my professionalism. But when you go out on a mission, you can't use your true appearance."

She tilted her head slightly, revealing the fair skin on her cheeks. Her fingertips swirled around the golden hair on her chest. She parted her red lips and asked with a low smile, "Do you need me to prepare a disguise mask for you?"

Bourbon often wore a smile, seemingly gentle and righteous, yet always revealing a hint of elusive evil. He said with a half-smile, "Don't worry about that. By the way, do you need my guidance on how to be a truly blind man? If you're caught, you'll be dead."

The two looked at each other and smiled. From a distance, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, and they looked a perfect match.

But the two of them, who had kept something in reserve for each other, spat at each other in their hearts.

Time is running out, who knows when that psychopath Masato Shiraishi will come over.

Vermouth turned serious and asked about the matter: "Have you found any information?"

Furiya Rei chuckled softly, his handsome face lit up with unbridled amusement. "He doesn't have it on him. It's very likely hidden somewhere, or he's memorized it directly. This guy is surprisingly smart and interesting. Based on your understanding of him, which possibility is the most likely?"

Vermouth's face turned grim, and she heaved a sigh of relief. "There's no choice. He'll memorize the information and hide it in several parts. Once something unexpected happens, the information will be leaked."

It’s not feasible to arrest him directly. That guy is too smart. Even if we catch him, we probably won’t be able to find out anything. He knows the organization’s routine too well.

and so--

I can only lie.

This requires personal charm, seduction and some auxiliary drugs.

Immediately, Vermouth looked at Furuya Rei with a critical look.

It's obviously the same face, but when G is not acting, he looks like a pure, innocent and lovable college student, and when he is acting, he looks like a clear, clean and charming stubborn little white flower.

But Bourbon is not like that. When he's not acting, he's mysterious and dangerous, and even from a distance, alarm bells ring in your head, making you want to stay eight hundred meters away from him. But when he's acting, he's that gentle older brother type. The danger is gone, but you can't even think of falling in love with him. He's like the second male lead who stays by the female lead's side.

Very speechless.

Instead of relying on Bourbon to seduce Shiraishi, it would be better for her to do it herself.

She sighed and suggested seriously, "I hope you can change to G when communicating with Shiraishi Masato as Amuro Toru."

If it really doesn't work, you can let Tennessee or an agent do it.

Although they have bad personalities, they are very charming. They are the kind of despicable people who know how strong their charm is and use it without hesitation.

"You should contact Calvados first and ask him to wander around Nagano Prefecture." Fūya Rei raised his eyebrows, his voice elegant but with a hint of lingering danger.

Vermouth frowned, her azure eyes fixed on Furiya Rei, and she asked in an ambiguous tone, "What are you planning?"

Furuya Rei didn't hide anything and said directly, "I told Shiraishi Masato that I didn't know him. It was Calvados who brought me to Nagano Prefecture and abandoned me on the way. I was then captured by Kikuchi."

His expression was unfathomable, and the smile on his lips was arrogant, emphasizing the casualness: "Don't give yourself away."

Vermouth's mind worked quickly, and she understood what Rei Furuya meant almost instantly.

No wonder Calvados showed up. It turned out that they pretended to throw the task on him to divert Shiraishi Masato's attention.

Vermouth worried about Calvados's safety with her remaining conscience, and then said enthusiastically: "No problem, passing the buck is my strong point."

Calvados, the boss also values ​​you, so you must work hard to survive.

She excitedly took out her phone, which contained Kikuchi's SIM card. She carefully opened it and flipped to a photo. She said admiringly, "I didn't expect Edrador to have such good taste. This photo is so beautiful."

She lashed out, "Looking at this makes my affected limbs ache. I really want to put on the White Wedding Dress for you and press you down on the bed and seduce you."

Fūya Rei's smile raised a brow, his bony hands fiddling with his cane. His disapproving gaze carried a suppressive yet powerful aura, and he warned with a forced smile, "Language, ma'am."

Vermouth chuckled, saved the photo, and transferred it to her email for backup.

This series of actions made Fūya Rei's expression slightly stiff. He wanted Vermouth to delete the photos, but he felt that he would lose as soon as he opened his mouth, so he could only bite the bullet and remain stiff.

It was getting late and they couldn't delay any longer.

Fūya Ling raised his eyelids and said to the man, "Go back and change your appearance quickly. I'll wait for you to come over and exchange identities."

"Wait." Vermouth asked, "Where's your phone?"

"Masato Shiraishi took it away. Don't worry, I cleaned the phone specially. There's nothing inside." He said nonchalantly.

"Then how do we contact each other after changing our identities?" Vermouth's smile almost broke.

She didn't want to be trapped here and become an isolated island.

Fūya Rei pondered for a moment, his eyes glancing at the bedside cane. A suggestive smile curled the corners of his mouth as he said, "There's a locator and a communication device hidden in the buckle above the cane. You can choose the time to activate it. When you do, I'll rush back as soon as possible."

Vermouth reached out to pick up the blind stick, searched around the top, and finally found the hidden button under the guidance of Jiang Gu Ling. After opening it, she found that there was only a thumb-sized space inside, and two micro machines were placed inside.

After she recovered her cane, she said calmly, "I understand. I'll go back and change my appearance first. The disguise is in a secret compartment behind a painting on the west wall of my bedroom. There's also some medicine in there that will help you."

Fūya Rei raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Vermouth left as quietly as she had come.

Nagano Prefecture, Police Station.

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who had just returned from the scene, received a call. He stood at the window with a gentle expression and a somewhat unnatural tone: "Section Chief."

Section Chief Kuroda looked too fierce, and he was a little uncomfortable dealing with people like him.

"Moruofushi, how are you these days?" Kuroda Bei was sitting in his office at the Tokyo Public Security Bureau and making a phone call.

Zhu Fu Gaoming replied softly, "Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine."

Director Kuroda said sternly, "A member of a transnational criminal organization has been operating in Nagano recently. Morobushi, I need to transfer you to another location, perhaps Hokkaido or Matsue."

Zhu Fu Gaoming stared at the shadow reflected on the glass window. Illegal personnel were active, why should he be allowed to leave?

He suddenly thought of Ling Jun, whom he had met today, and murmured, "As high as the sun and moon, as close as the most distant...brothers."