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

Fūya Rei unilaterally kept on talking, "If you keep doing this, you won't be able to maintain your beautiful long hair. Look at it now. It's faded from blonde to light blonde. What if it turns white one day?"

"Heh. A curse with no lethal power."

Gin was not afraid at all. He was confident that his golden hair would not turn white.

His wolf-like eyes scanned Vodka and he said calmly, "I have shares in the organization, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Oh? So you are so frugal and thrifty. GIN-kun really impressed me." The sarcastic voice made people angry.

In the base, Fūya Rei leaned his head against the dim bar and suddenly realized that Gin had worked so hard to fire the undercover agent in order to legally protect his property.

Gin said in a bad tone: "Since you are so free, why don't you go and take care of the canary matter."

Gin's original intention was to refer to the rumors that were widely circulated in the organization. After all, he was one of the few people in the organization who knew the truth.

But in the current context, it sounds inexplicably profound.

Tennessee's voice immediately brightened. "Thanks for the reminder, GIN-kun. Everyone loves canaries, so they need to be taken good care of."

The phone was hung up, Gin: ...

This madman.

He pressed the throbbing vein on his forehead, took out the small bug from the corner of the vodka gun butt and threw it away.

"Drive!" Gin shouted, unable to bear it any longer. "Go contact the logistics team. If anyone dares to provide these things to Tennessee again, I'll stuff them in their mouths!"

Vodka strongly agreed: "I'll contact the logistics team right away."

Realizing that all the small props he had stuffed in had been found, Fūya Rei shrugged, not caring at all.

He turned his head to look at McAllen who was walking towards him, and the gloom between his brows suddenly disappeared.

He curved his brows and revealed a simple and weak smile, like bubbling Asti wine, sweet and intoxicating.

"It's Mr. McAllen, hello."

When he spoke, his soft tone sounded particularly well-behaved, even a little reserved.

McCarron's expression remained unchanged as he casually asked, "Hello. I haven't seen you at the base before. What's your code name?"

There was a calmness deep in the depths of Rei Furuya's eyes.

lie!

McAllen had clearly found out his information and took the opportunity to get close to him, but now he pretended it was a coincidence.

Fūya Rei's expression became increasingly empty, so boring.

He blinked, suppressing the inexplicable emotion that emerged, and looked over with vigilance in his purple-gray eyes: "I am Amuro Toru. I don't have a code name."

Sure enough it was him.

Macallan sighed inwardly, thinking of the canary that was rumored to have been kidnapped by Bourbon and that had caused the organization's codename members to scramble for it.

Looking at Amuro Toru's outstanding appearance and the vitality and pure white that were incompatible with the dark world, Macallan somewhat understood the behavior of the organization members.

People, no matter what situation they are in, will be controlled by the instinct to move towards light.

There was a bit more sympathy and complexity in his eyes, and he deliberately said: "So you are Amuro-kun, I thought you would be with Bourbon..."

Seeing the other party's sudden loss of composure, McAllen felt guilty, but said calmly, "I said the wrong thing."

Even the apology was done with the condescension of a code-named member.

Furiya Rei raised his head, no trace of negative emotion visible. He smiled with his eyes curved, a smile gentle and calm, like the all-embracing night sky. "It's not your fault, Master Macallan."

After a pause, he looked at McAllen seriously with a pure gaze: "What do you want?"

McAllen was speechless for a moment. For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling that the young man in front of him seemed to see through his identity and completely accepted his temptation.

But how is this possible? He obviously concealed it very well.

Macallan AKA Ethan Bentang said cautiously, "Nothing, I saw you sitting here alone, so I came over to say hello."

After saying that, he turned around and left decisively.

A hint of admiration flashed in Fūya Rei's eyes. No wonder he could be undercover for such a long time. Being cautious was also an advantage.

He looked at the time. It was half past eight in the evening.

It's time to leave.

He walked out of the base, feeling the cool breeze, feeling refreshed and comfortable.

"Amuro-kun."

The spoiler has arrived.

Fūya Rei paused, turned his head to look at the newcomer, his eyes flickered, and he pretended to be confused and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The man said enthusiastically, "I am Calvados."

Oh, you haven't left yet.

Fūya Rei put his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyelids, and asked with a lack of interest, "So, what can I do for you, sir?"

Calvados seemed oblivious to his refusal and said warmly, "Are you going back? I'm free now. I'll take you there."

Fūya Rei's expression was subtle. If he didn't know that this guy was Vermouth's bootlicker, he would definitely have mistakenly thought that this guy had bad intentions towards him.

He thought about it and decided to play the role of Canary well.

Furuya Rei took two steps back and looked at Calvados warily. His lips turned pale, and he managed to maintain his composure. His voice trembled as he said, "No need. I can walk on my own."

Calvados frowned. The goddess asked him to observe Amuro Toru carefully, so of course he had to do it.

To him, Canary's rejection was like being scratched by a kitten, not painful at all.

His tall and strong body blocked the way ahead, his expression turned cold, and he said in a firm tone, "You have no right to refuse. Follow me."

He threatened: "Think it over carefully. If you refuse the orders of the code members, I can execute you on the spot at any time."

Furuya Rei's expression was stiff, with a hint of panic in his eyes. He shuddered and said, "Lord Bourbon won't let you do that."

His voice trembled as he said, "If you dare to force me, Lord Bourbon will not let you go."

Calvados looked at his timid appearance, which was like a panicked kitten, innocent and funny.

He also didn't want to offend that madman Bourbon, so he said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I have no other intentions. I'm just kindly sending you home."

Fūya Rei's brows were gloomy, and he was filled with fatigue. His voice was irritable and fearful. "No need. Master Bourbon asked me to go to the lab."

This was half true and half false. In fact, it was Gin who asked him to go to the laboratory for a physical examination.

The boss is still concerned about his mental condition.

Jōgu Rei looked at the scattered stars in the dark night, with a hint of gloom between his brows.

Although he knew that the ultimate goal of the organization's research was to make people immortal or rejuvenate, words were not enough and he had to get the information.

If possible, destroy the core data to prevent high-ranking government officials from studying it privately.

Although he loves his country, he does not deny that wherever there is light, there is darkness.

This is a good opportunity, it was Gin who asked him to go to the laboratory!

"What? Gin didn't stop it?" Calvados blurted out.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

What's this about Gin?

He had a bad feeling and didn't dare to ask any further, as he felt he would fall into the abyss.