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

Rum hesitated. No matter how tactful the words were, he could hear the boss's fear.

——That person almost exposed the BOSS’s true identity the first time they met.

Without waiting for Rum to reply, the boss gave the order: "Let Gin keep an eye on our Mr. Moriarty. If he has any ill intentions, Gin can suppress him directly with force."

One force can defeat ten thousand, and it remains unchanged throughout the ages.

Rum looked educated: "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

He didn't think enough. Every move of a person like that must have a deep purpose. Even if there is no purpose - thinking about those major international cases, important cases, and unsolved cases, Rum shuddered. It is impossible not to have one!

The boss made the final decision: "Since he has become a codenamed member of the organization, we must remain vigilant and fully control him as soon as possible. The organization needs his wisdom. I will have someone verify his identity."

"Yes."

"By the way, I need to change to a new nursing home. Absinthe will send the address to you and Gin later."

The computer went off, and Rum stood there staring at the monitor for a long time without saying a word.

The boss has only been in this nursing home for a few days, and he's moving out overnight?

He looked at the trembling detective in the surveillance video and had an inexplicable illusion that the boss was also trembling.

Time goes back to the early morning of the next day, Organization Base No. 3.

After Gin completed his mission, he came to the base to relax with a drink and a cigarette. Then he received an email from Rum asking him to bring in new people.

Will it belong to the action group in the future?

Gin checked the newcomer's information and Rum personally tied him into the organization. After the boss met him out of curiosity, he directly promoted him to a code member.

The promotion speed is too fast.

It seems that the newcomer must have something unique!

Gin directly called Vermouth to ask for information, but Vermouth came and praised Bourbon as if she had lost her mind all morning.

Did you forget about the hotel?

Gin threw the cigarette butt into the bag beside him and picked up the black hat on the sofa and put it on.

He stood up, his tall figure approached Vermouth, his dark green eyes fixed on her, a lingering murderous aura lingering around him.

"You'd better behave yourself and don't make me throw you into the lab to check your brain." The low and dark voice gave people a sense of dangerous oppression from the depths of the soul.

Vermouth coughed lightly, restraining her unbridled aura.

"Let's go, let's go meet Bourbon~"

The look in the eyes behind the Vodka sunglasses that followed closely behind the eldest brother was indescribable. Vermouth finally managed to be normal, but when she read the code name Bourbon, she became excited again.

"Vermouth, if you want to mix drinks with bourbon, wait until I meet my brother first." Vodka gave serious advice.

"The little cutie doesn't want to." Vermouth looked regretful. She did not refute Vodka's words. Her aqua-green eyes were rippling with charm.

When she thought of the detective's pitiful appearance in the small dark room, she couldn't help but lick her lips, her heart was moved. But the detective was a thorny person, and those sharp purple-gray eyes that could see through all secrets made her extremely wary.

"Kittens can scratch people~" she sighed.

Seeing her like this, Vodka shuddered, rubbed the goose bumps on his body, and dared not speak anymore.

Gin said in disgust: "I'm going to vomit."

Vermouth snorted and laughed. Gin and Vodka could not appreciate the detective's sexiness.

They soon arrived at the basement floor. Vermouth came to the office and reached out to open the door.

The door opened, and the light from the corridor cut through the darkness of the office, shining right on Fūya Rei who was sitting in the corner.

Fūya Rei hesitated and looked up, closing his eyes tightly, his face looking extremely ugly, and his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"Sister Chris."

Even though he didn't open his eyes to look, he still called out the person's name in a hoarse voice.

He tried to force himself to stand up, but his legs were numb from squatting for too long and he fell to the ground. Fearing the darkness, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he huddled in the corner, trembling, his lips pale.

After adjusting to the light, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of misty purple-gray eyes.

The detective blinked his purple-gray eyes, and the mist in them quickly disappeared. Only his slightly red eye sockets revealed his condition.

Vermouth looked at the kitten in the corner, her lips curled up. It was clearly a pitiful little kitten, yet it was forcing itself to act like a pawed wildcat. It was truly—too much to be bullied.

The smile on her face gradually faded.

"You look so embarrassed, detective." She leisurely admired the beautiful scene for a moment, walked lightly to the side of Rei Furuya, and touched Rei Furuya's cheek lovingly - but was avoided.

When she was still interested in the detective, she didn't care about his resistance. After all, the kitten's reluctant posture was also very tempting. If she could get him on the bed...

At the door, Vodka shuddered again, feeling uneasy.

Could it be that this woman, Vermouth, has become a psychopath because of living for so long?

At the corner, Fūya Rei saw what Vermouth was thinking at a glance, and glared at her with puffed cheeks.

He placed his hand on Vermouth's palm and said in a light yet serious voice, "Sister Chris, you came just in time. I won't mind you deliberately watching the fun."

"It's my pleasure." Vermouth couldn't help but squeeze his weak hand, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the detective was really sweet and soft.

After standing up with the help of Vermouth's strength, Furuya Rei quickly let go of her hand and leaned against the wall to relax. With slightly red ears, he shyly emphasized: "You can't eat the detective, you are still a child!"

He seemed to say something particularly horrible in a particularly childish tone.

Vodka's sunglasses almost fell off, and he was about to say something but stopped himself.

Vermouth found the little cutie very interesting and gave her new surprises every day.

"Stop talking nonsense, Bourbon. From today on, you will follow me on missions and prove to me that you are not useless."

Gin, who had long been impatient, said coldly, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. When he was about to take out the lighter, he heard Bourbon yelling confidently: "I don't like the smell of cigarettes, you are not allowed to smoke in front of me."

Vermouth stood aside with her arms folded, watching the fun.

Vodka stood up and scolded him, "How dare you talk to Big Brother like that? Big Brother can smoke in front of whoever he wants. Do I need your permission?"

Furuya Rei ignored him, his purplish-gray eyes tilted upwards, revealing an unexpected sharpness. He looked at Gin, his astonishing insight making them resemble gemstones slowly gleaming in the sun, sharp, cold, and piercingly blinding.

Anyone caught by these eyes would involuntarily become alert, as if being watched by him, all their secrets would be exposed.

The messy and scattered information on Gin and Vodka was reflected in his eyes. While integrating the information and analyzing the truth, Rei Furihashi spoke a long string of words at a rapid speed.

"The bloodshot eyes, the smell of gunpowder, blood, and alcohol on my body, the unique smell of desserts from a certain place, the smell of munitions at the base, the mud on the soles of my shoes..."

"You went on a mission last night in Chiyoda District. Murder? No, it was a deal. Apparently, the person making the deal reneged on the deal, so you killed him to silence him. After returning overnight, go to the safe house to shower and change clothes. Oh—your safe house is in Beika Town, very close to the base and very convenient. The area is full of good and bad people, and the tenants change frequently without attracting attention. I have to say you've been very thoughtful."

Vermouth glanced at Gin meaningfully, and in her heart she cried out: "Stop talking, little cutie, don't you see how Gin's face has changed? He's pulling out a gun!"

How can you destroy someone else's safe house in just one encounter?

Yes, for people like them, their safe house will be destroyed if exposed to the public, and they will have to abandon it if others find out.

The blond, dark-skinned, childish detective was just short of naming the safe house's location.

Detective, you are so brave.

Vermouth couldn't help but express the same sentiment as Rum once said, you are trying to commit suicide.

Gin put down the lighter, reached into his coat pocket and rubbed the well-maintained gun, his dark green eyes deep and murderous.

He wanted to see how capable the newcomer, who was given a special exception by the boss, was.

Fūya Rei seemed completely oblivious, completely immersed in his omniscience. He spoke so quickly that he could barely breathe before he'd finished a long speech: "You didn't rest in the safe house last night, but came straight to the base to relax. A drink alone is your way of relaxing. You were in a good mood, if only the uncle hadn't asked you to lead the new guy."

"It seems like there are a lot of useless people in the organization. You have to come and personally inspect anyone with a little bit of strength. Wow, you really treat the organization as your home."

"Hey, Sister Chris has eaten you. It was gin. You looked delicious. Sister Chris still can't..." forget you.

"Cough! Cough!"

A loud cough interrupted the detective's long speech. Furiya Rei blinked his innocent puppy eyes and said seriously, "Can't I say this? That's clearly what my sister thought, and she's still thinking about it..."

"Cough cough." Vermouth's throat was almost hoarse from coughing, and Gin gave her a cold look, which was really life-threatening.

"Vermouth, if you are sick, go take medicine." Gin said coldly.

Vodka stared at Bourbon blankly. So, so strong!

Is this the world of smart people?

Horror!

Vermouth's hoarse voice became even more sexy and seductive. She glanced at Gin with sparkling eyes, raised her index finger and placed it lightly on her lips, warning with a smile: "Bourbon, don't tell."

The secrets of adults are not suitable for detectives with childish souls.

Furiya Rei met her emerald eyes, and after confirming her resolute attitude, he asked listlessly, "Okay, I won't say anything more. Can I skip the detention?"

"Don't turn it off." Vermouth's eyes were full of pity.

The disgust in Gin's eyes was overflowing. Did this woman take the wrong medicine? This look was too disgusting.

He turned a blind eye and pointed his gun at the detective: "Shut up and follow me to complete the mission."

The silver-haired man had a biting sneer on his face, and said sternly and fiercely: "I hope you can complete the task as quickly as your brain and mouth."

He warned: "Don't let me catch you by the tail."