"Plop!" Jeep gave birth to a hungry tiger to pounce on the tiger and catch the tiger down the mountain, the corpse lying on top of the sweets that had not yet been harmed by the water moon, pouting his ass and protecting the candy with his body, shouting "Anything is coming at me!

"Hehehe...... Are you willing to come out?" Mizumatsuki's voice was very cold, and while noticing that the vodka did not come out, he approached the jeepson.

"What are you going to do? Hey, hey, where is our old relationship? It's common for something like a mistake in intelligence?"

"Smack!" Mizuma slapped Jeepson's ass hard, fulfilling his oath first.

"Is there an intelligence error?" Mizumayue sneered: "A team of more than 20 people appeared out of thin air, and there is no news at all, do you call this an intelligence error?" The scale of the 'zoo' has more than 300 people, and it must be ninety percent of the country's manpower, and you haven't even found out this, is it brain pulp or syrup in your braincase?"

"Actually, I want it to be syrup. Jeepson said earnestly.

"Shhh...... Say, how do you settle the account for almost killing me?" Mizuma Moon was speechless about this hopeless thing, crossed his arms, looked at the jeepson lying on the ground and asked, suddenly realizing that this guy seemed to be different from the appearance he had seen before.

"Didn't you destroy most of my treasure?" Jeepson glanced at the still burning 'syrup crucible', and his eyes lit up when he found that the honey cake had only been unpacked.

"These things are all available in the supermarket, why don't I buy you double and beat you half to death?" Mizuma asked through gritted teeth.

"Then I'll treat you to chocolate balls!" said Gipson.

"What are you talking about?" Mizumatsuki's voice became colder and colder, there could be no real fool in the organization, so this guy was obviously pretending to be stupid and teasing him.

"Dangdang!" Jeepson jumped up suddenly, and when it was so fast that Mizuma Yue didn't react and grabbed him, only to find that the sweet food under him was missing.

It turned out that he was lying on the ground and pouting, just to secretly put away the pile of snacks. As Mizuma gained a glimmer of realization, Jeepson crushed a chocolate ball in front of his eyes.

In addition to the crumbs of the chocolate ball, there was a thick puff of black smoke erupting everywhere.

"Damn, smoke bombs made into chocolate balls!" Mizuma squatted in place with her mouth and nose covered, not trying to capture the gyepson.

……

"Whew...... Keep it, keep it!" The jeepson was puffing up, with honey cake in his hand, scurrying around in the hallway like a headless fly...... "Oh no, where is this?" Suddenly, the gypsy found himself unable to find where he was.

Taking out the map, the Gipson carefully compared it, and muttered: "This road is nineteen meters and fifty-seven centimeters long and three meters and two centimeters wide, and the map is one hundred to one, that is...... Over here. The jeepson found his location on the map: "It seems that I am at the door of the weapons preparation room, when will I go downstairs? I just go to the second laboratory to get the medicine for next week in advance, I think it should be this way." Talking to himself, the jeepson chose a direction and left, ignoring the "2# Lab" posted on the door of the room behind him. ”

After walking for a long time, the gypson had to stop, opened the map with his hand stained with cake crumbs, and reconfirmed his location: "Strange, didn't you organize the rebuilding of the road in the organization a few days ago? Why doesn't it seem right, where am I...... Oooooh, should go this way. ”

I don't know if it's for this road idiot, the building structure corridors of this base are all intersecting loops, at least after taking the wrong road, you don't have to turn around and go back, but this also makes someone who is not aware of it not only didn't realize that he took the wrong road, but he didn't even know that he had gone far away.

"Smack!" until he was about to return to the second lab, when suddenly a cloud of red liquid attacked the jepson. When Jeepson's eyes were blood-red, he was pushed into the '1# laboratory' next to him with a strong force.

"What is this...... Ketchup?" Standing in the deserted laboratory, Jeepson touched his face and was speechless as he watched the sticky red liquid on his hands.

"Isn't there any response? Could it be that the blood sickness is pretended?" said Mizumatsuki as she stood at the door of the laboratory with an empty jar of ketchup, a little disappointed.

When Mizuma Moon first met Jeepson, he didn't know that he was a member of the organization, and when he was regarded as an ordinary little reporter, he showed a problem of fainting blood in front of Mizumatsuki, and it was very serious.

"Please, I'm fainting blood, not red, this thing doesn't look like blood at all, right?" said the jepson as he reached to his mouth and licked it, frowning and commenting, "It's not delicious, did you take it from the cabinet on the left side of the back kitchen of the cafeteria?" It sounds like this guy has sneaked into the back kitchen of the cafeteria to steal ketchup.

There are two kinds of blood sickness, one is the faint that looks like blood, or even red, such people are generally born with a special sensitivity to the impact of red because of the problem of brain sufficiency, and it is also the most common type of blood sickness, in addition to syncope, there are palpitations, vomiting, and heart spasms.

There is also a kind of person who only faints with real blood, mostly because of psychological problems, and will not react to red things that are obviously not blood, that is, only to things that have been proven to be blood, if you can deceive him to make him think that real blood is something else, he will magically no longer get sick.

Obviously, the jeepson belongs to the latter, of course, provided that he is telling the truth, but Mizuma Moon has no intention of cutting himself with a knife and putting some blood to verify it.

"I'm not in the habit of sneaking into the back kitchen, of course I called someone to help me get a bottle of ketchup, but it didn't work, it was in vain that I went to the lab to ambush you in advance. Mizuma pouted and said.

"How did you get to the lab before me?" Jeepson didn't wonder how Mizuma knew he would come to the lab, because he himself remembered that he had said more than once in front of Mizuma about taking medicine, and this person who was unaware of his ability to get lost was curious about how Mizuma got ahead of him.

"The question doesn't make sense, really. Mizuma looked at the jeepson who was still cleaning the ketchup on his face with a pitying look, but he was a little annoyed in his heart.

Road idiot, sweet tooth control, blood sickness, and unreliability, this is the little information Mizuma Yue has about Jeepson, in addition to this, his relationship with Gin and Belmode is very delicate.

Then these weaknesses have been exploited by Mizumayue, but none of them have been effective, and Mizumayue sadly found that he didn't seem to find any means of revenge except for rolling up his sleeves and fighting directly.

But on the one hand, Mizuma didn't want to hurt the jepson, otherwise he felt that Gin and Belmode would do something to protect the calf, on the other hand, Mizuma Moon was a little concerned about the situation of vodka, before the jeppson rushed out, vodka was stopping him, but after the vodka "ah", the jeepson came out, and Mizuma and Jeepson were outside for a while, and the vodka didn't come out.

What did Jeepson do to vodka? Thinking about vodka's fierce size, Mizuma Moon suspected that he might be the one who suffered the loss.

Of course, the main reason why Mizuma Moon doesn't want to do it with real knives and guns is that he has a good relationship with Jeepson, and fighting hurts his feelings.

Suddenly, Mizumatsuki's mind froze, and the jeepson cleaned all the ketchup off his face.

Although I felt that the face of the jeepson was different from what I saw together, Mizuma didn't pay much attention to it, because she had never seen it head-on.

Just now, he almost thought he had seen gin.

Nima! These two people are really relatives! Mizuma Moon roared in her heart, the jeepson in front of her couldn't look like Gin except that she was obviously younger than Gin.

"Your face...... What's going on?" Mizuma asked blankly.

"Oh face...... Actually, I used to use disguise, but I accidentally scratched the disguise mask a few days ago, and I forgot to prepare spare materials in the base, so I will restore my original appearance for a while these days. The gipsy shrugged: "When I go out in two days, I'll redo the mask outside." “

"Isn't Belmode also good at disguise? Can't you use her materials?" Mizumatsuki felt that this unreliable might have forgotten to prepare spare parts, Belmode would never do it, right? Since the word "spare material" instead of "spare mask" used by the jeepson just now means that the disguised mask should be able to be made quickly, and the materials should be universal.

"She doesn't borrow it. Gypsyson shrugged again.

As if the two of them hadn't fought before, you and I chatted word by word.

"Ask you something. Mizuma suddenly changed the subject: "What did this laboratory do before?"

Gypsy looked around, and although he was a road idiot, his ability to recognize the environment was not affected. "Is this Lab One? Isn't the door locked?" he remembered being pushed in when he threw a tomato sauce.

"Do you know?" Although he asked, Mizuma didn't have much hope, he estimated that this laboratory should have been studied by Ai Gray Hara or Shiho Miyano when he was studying that 4869, and although Gypson was an intelligence officer, his level seemed to be lower than that of Gin and Belmode, and it was not the establishment of the Tokyo branch, but the foreign aid from other places to help the Tokyo base was understaffed.

"Yes, I know, but I can't tell you, you know in your heart that the organization doesn't trust you yet. Gipson said bluntly.

Of course Mizuma Moon knew, and he knew that Jepson had no reason to harm him, and the reason why he got the wrong information should have been indicated by the boss, but it was not clear what he was trying to do.

"That's what you owe me. "But the water moon just doesn't break, then this matter requires a jepson.

"I owe three months to the chocolate bar for the information you asked for last time, so wipe that account. The jeepson couldn't take the initiative to ask him to find the boss to go, so he had to say, but he thought about finding the boss to reimburse him for six months' chocolate bar.

"What if I'll give you another year of chocolate bars, even if I just bought this information from you, right?" Mizuma said bluntly, feeling that he had already grasped the character of being a jepson.

"No, some information can be bought and sold and some can't. Although Jepson shook his head like a rattle, the sensational Adam's apple betrayed him, and Mizuma Tsuki, who was experienced in interrogating prisoners, did not find any reason.

"That's three years. Although Mizumatsuki didn't know what the specific number of desserts that Jepson was measuring in time, he still said generously that anyway, according to Jepson's statement, there were more people who owed him desserts, and he didn't know when he would find Mizumayue to cash in.

Jeepson sneakily glanced left and right, Mizuma Yue knew that there was a door, and reminded: "It's the second half of the night, there are very few people, and even the surveillance cameras here have fallen into dust, and it is estimated that the surveillance has not been left here." ”

"Don't let the third person know I'm talking about this. Jeepson said with a solemn face, and to be honest, seeing that the face that resembled gin became serious, Mizuma Moon had goosebumps a little.

"This used to be a woman's lab called Miyano, codenamed Sherry......"

"Shirley, I remember there's also a cocktail called Shirley Kobeler!" Mizuma laughed as if she had never heard of this code name.

"Don't make trouble!" Hearing Shui Jianyue's joke, the jepson seemed to be very dissatisfied with Shui Jianyue for disturbing his speech, glared at Shui Jianyue and continued: "You can't understand the drugs she researches too much, anyway, the general meaning to the organization is ......"

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"Cobile, as you might expect, can only make wrong judgments when he has the wrong information, and obviously has no sources of his own. Belmode held his phone, editing an email.

It seems that the new mobile phone has replaced it with text messages instead of emails, regardless of whether it is called email? Belmode couldn't help but think when he edited the text messages, but now that the organization is in an eventful season, Belmode does not have enough energy to pay attention to scientific and technological progress.

However, this made him suspicious of the organization's intelligence sources in the past, and suggested that he continue to investigate him, and he should not be easily trusted. After thinking about it, Belmode added another sentence.

With such a person who knows Kudo Shinichi's true identity and doesn't let her kill Sydney, Belmode actually sees Mizuma Moon as a thorn in his side.

Typing his name and address, Belmode played a song of seven crows with his fingertips, then lit a cigarette.

After a while, the phone remembered the email prompt tone, and the boss's reply came.

Picking up the phone, Belmode's expression became more and more solemn, and the light of the cigarette in his hand gradually dimmed......

Why don't you complain...... I'm good