Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

"How about this pose?"

"great!"

She put her legs down, her knees bent and raised unconsciously, her beautiful snow-white feet stepped steadily on the bed, looking even more ambiguous and blurred under the dim light.

"Then come back soon."

"Okay, after work, I'll go home."

"Yes. I'll wait for you..."

After hanging up the phone, Vermouth sneered.

"In less than a year, you've turned Yukiko into this mess. Shiraizumi Mashi, you're really good at playing..."

"Ah... there's nothing I can do about it. Kudo Yusaku isn't with Yukiko, so I have to do it for her. You wouldn't want your best friend to be alone in the room, would you?"

At this time, Curacao walked in.

"I'm done washing, you guys go wash up."

"Sister Bei, you wash first."

"Ah."

Sister Bei went to take a shower, and Curacao came to Baiquan Yi and continued the topic from last night.

"Baiquan Yi, what is your relationship with Vermouth?"

"good friend?"

"Aren't we lovers?"

"You can understand it as more than friends, but less than lovers."

Although Bai Quanyi expressed his admiration for Bei Jie, Bei Jie did not respond to Bai Quanyi, but maintained a relationship of mutual benefit. It can only be said that Bai Quanyi got Bei Jie's body, but not her heart.

"What's the relationship?"

Curacao didn't quite understand.

"I'll teach you..."

"Baiquan Yi, what are you doing suddenly?"

Curacao had never been in a relationship and was still very naive, so naturally she couldn't imagine what Baiquan Yi did.

"I will now teach you step by step the relationship between me and Sister Bei. I believe we can do it too."

When Vermouth finished her shower and returned to her room, she saw Baiquanyi and Curacao together. She didn't want to disturb them and left immediately.

"I thought Bai Quanyi would really be honest, but it seems I was overthinking it."

Although she was unhappy, Vermouth did not stop Baiquanyi and Curacao. This was what Vermouth had expected. She wanted to use Baiquanyi to win over Curacao. After all, Curacao was the organization's top fighting force, and her help was very important to Vermouth. Now, everything was moving in the right direction...

In the morning, Curacao wakes up.

"This is ridiculous. What have I done?"

"Huh? Curacao, you're up so early." Bai Quanyi opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'll go make breakfast." Curacao ran out in a panic.

Seeing Curacao escape, Baiquan Yi put on his clothes and went to the living room, where he saw Vermouth sitting watching TV.

"Good morning, Sister Bei." Bai Quanyi sat down next to her.

"Did you enjoy last night?"

Vermouth chuckled, and the enchanting temperament on her body complemented her intoxicating fragrance, as if it could slowly enter Baiquanyi's heart with his breathing.

Vermouth changed into work clothes today, a beige shirt with a gray pencil skirt, with her legs crossed, full of energy.

Leaning against Vermouth, Bai Quanyi could clearly feel the warmth from her body.

"Hehe—it's all thanks to Sister Chengbei."

“Whatever benefits you want, I can give them to you…” She lowered her head, the emotion in her eyes seemed to be—“I am the queen, and you are the king.” Vermouth interrupted him, blinking her charming eyes. “As everyone knows, a king can only have one queen.”

Bai Quanyi spoke subconsciously: "According to what I know about Western works, some kings seem to have many confidantes."

"The term confidante is too polite. You should call them vixen, or Tamamonomae," Vermouth corrected.

Bai Quanyi felt that Tamamonomae would definitely not like this description. She was not an ordinary fox, but the celestial fox of Xuanyuan Tomb, and ordinary foxes could not compare to her.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the kitchen. Vermouth held his face and moved it little by little so that he could see the kitchen.

As Curacao's figure appeared, her voice rang out at the same time: "She is the vixen I was talking about."

Curacao was stunned and frowned beautifully: "Are you polite?"

She immediately threw away her apron, rolled up her sleeves with a sneer, and crossed her arms across her chest: "I still remember clearly that your fighting ability is far inferior to mine. Well... in every sense of the word, far inferior."

Both Baiquan Yi and Vermouth could understand that the "combat power" that Curacao mentioned certainly did not refer to fighting.

Uh...it can also be understood as fighting, but the method is a little different.

The Three Golden Flowers of the Black Organization

Curacao said that he was better than Vermouth in all aspects. Vermouth was of course not convinced and wanted to fight with Curacao to prove who was stronger.

As for the referee, it was naturally Bai Quanyi.

However, Shiraizumi Masu served as both a player and a referee.

I played basketball with Curacao and Vermouth on the sofa in the living room for the whole morning, but there was no winner.

It was noon and Vermouth's doorbell rang.

The two women on the sofa, one turned her head to look at the door, and the other took out the remote control and turned on the surveillance.

"There are cameras here?" Curacao was shocked.

"Of course. This is a high-end apartment." Vermouth said calmly. When she saw the slim figure standing outside the door, she frowned secretly.

The person standing outside the door was Gere. She was wearing a cyan dress and blue high-heeled sandals. She looked so charming that no one would have guessed she was actually a CIA agent.

"Why did this woman come back?" Curacao came closer and asked casually, "You didn't call her here too."

Vermouth shook her head: "Not really."

So, Vermouth asked Baiquanyi: "Did you call him over?"

Bai Quanyi said: "Sister Bei, didn't you say you were short of manpower? Kiel will definitely be able to help."

"Honestly speaking, I'm worried about this woman."

"She's the woman who killed an FBI agent herself. No one is more trustworthy than her."

When Vermouth got up to open the door, her steps paused. Once this thought came into her mind, she could no longer stop it.

"She disappeared for a while. It must have been Bai Quanyi's arrangement. Could it be that Bai Quanyi and Kiel are also having an affair? This possibility seems quite likely..."

She didn't look back specifically. She walked to the door and opened it. When Kil saw that the person standing in front of him was Vermouth, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Kil—long time no see. I haven't heard from you for so long that I thought you were dead."

"Vermouth, why is it you?"

Kiel was called over by Shirazumi Yoshi, and she really didn't expect that Vermouth was there too.

"This is my home. If not me, then who is it? Come in."

"what?"

Kiel was confused, but she nodded with a blank look in her eyes.

"Curacao is here too..." Seeing Curacao, Kiel was surprised again.

Bai Quanyi glanced at Kiel, Vermouth, and Curacao. He felt extremely relieved to have the three golden flowers of the organization here.

"Comfortable."

Kiel couldn't help but frowned: "Bai Quanyi, why did you ask me to come here?"

Bai Quanyi said: "Rum is dead, and Vermouth has taken over Rum's position. From now on, you will help Vermouth and don't have to hide anymore."

Vermouth said: "Curaçao has surrendered to me, so, Gil, are you willing to surrender to me? Or will you continue to work for that fool Gin?"

Kiel smiled bitterly and said, "Gin no longer trusts me. Do I have any choice?"

However, Curacao said inappropriately: "Vermouth, I have not surrendered to you, I am just cooperating with you, we are equals."

Vermouth said, "Humph! Curacao, I'm helping you with your good deeds, but you're trying to ruin mine. It seems a bit unreasonable."

"It's you who tricked me..." Then, Curacao looked at the handsome and elegant Bai Quanyi, her face suddenly turned red with shame, and she didn't argue.

"Kil, please sit down first. I'll pour you some tea."

While Vermouth and Curacao were arguing, Baiquan Yi asked Kiel to sit down.

So, the three women sitting on the sofa are the three most beautiful women in the organization.

Now, Shiraizumi Masu has not only conquered all the policewomen of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but also all the female killers in the organization, and he feels a great sense of accomplishment.

Bai Quanyi said, "It's already this late, I'm going to cook."

Vermouth said: "Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Curacao said, "This is a rare opportunity. I'll go downstairs and buy some beer."

In a blink of an eye, Gil was the only one left in the living room. Gil looked embarrassed and had no idea what was going on.

However, Kiel is still willing to return to the organization. After all, she is a CIA agent, and being an undercover agent in the organization is her real job.

In the kitchen, Vermouth asked, "Baiquan Yi, you are really capable. When did you hook up with Kiel?"

Bai Quanyi said, "It's not a collusion. She and I are just friends, nothing more. She killed the FBI agent, and the FBI agent suspected her. I arranged for her to stay out of the spotlight, that's it."

"Hmph—so, you asked her, Keel, to come here purely to help me."

"Yes. Sister Bei, you are my true love. Everything I do is for your own good."

"Don't give me that. I don't know how many girls you've fooled with your mouth." Vermouth took out the vegetables from the refrigerator, turned on the faucet, and began to wash them. "But it would be really helpful if Gil could come and work for me."

"Sister Bei, I'm so good to you, how do you plan to thank me?" Bai Quanyi turned on the induction cooker, poured cooking oil into the pot, and started heating the oil.

"Isn't what I gave you enough? I gave you myself and Curacao? What else do you want?"

"I want your true heart."

"Haha...you little brat, you're really greedy. But, I'm sorry, I'm already past the age of falling in love. Do you know how old I am? If I tell you, you'll be scared to death." Vermouth said leisurely. It's funny to say that in Vermouth's eyes, Baiquan Yi is just a child.

"Sister Bei, I'm not interested in knowing how old you are. What I'm interested in is... you!"

"Falling in love with me will lead to nothing... Let's just keep our relationship physical, it's good for both you and me."

Vermouth said coldly.

After hearing what Vermouth said, Bai Quanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Establishing a deep revolutionary friendship

Curacao came back soon with beer in his bag. The bag was heavy, obviously not just one or two bottles, but many bottles.

When it was time to eat, Bai Quanyi's cooking skills naturally won the hearts of the three women.

Although Curacao's face flushed from eating, she did not forget her business.

That's drinking.

Gil couldn't resist Curacao's urging to drink, and Vermouth sat quietly beside him, enjoying her own food.

This caused Kil, who had a low alcohol tolerance, to quickly get drunk.

"That's a stupid move of yours." Vermouth glanced at the red-cheeked, giggling Kir and spoke lightly.

Curacao wasn't angry, but smiled happily: "As long as it's useful."

Bai Quanyi ate his meal silently, saying it was none of his business.

"So you're going to stay here tonight?" Vermouth narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Curacao asked in return, “Why not?”

"Okay, I hope you won't regret it then." Vermouth laughed.

"What do you mean?" Curacao became alert.