After entering the door, Du Linbiao looked left and right, and looked at the layout of the room, as if he was not familiar with it.

After seeing the furnishings, he wanted to go to the wardrobe.

However, when he saw Belmode's strange appearance on the way, he was stunned for a moment, turned back to the side of the sofa, looked down at the material on Belmode's face, and seemed to want to reach out a little.

Shiraishi immediately raised his hand to block the person back - it was still more than a minute before it was dressed, and he didn't want to have an extra concave finger print on the face of the model that would hatch in the future.

After Du Linbiao was stopped, he didn't touch it again, he lay on the back of the sofa and studied it for a while: "What is this?" ”

Shiraishi looked at the countdown and didn't want to speak.

But if he didn't say something, he was afraid that this person would touch it again, so he had to perfunctory in the end: "Mask." ”

"......" Du Linbiao has never seen a mask that solidifies like wax.

And Belmode is not like the kind of person who has been beaten and injured and has the heart to put on a mask.

Du Linbiao glanced at the young man who was guarding next to Belmode again - the characteristics of curly hair + mask are very obvious, this should be the tool man that Belmode occasionally mentions.

Tool man, and fan brother......

Du Linbiao looked at the shaped shell on Belmode's face, and suddenly had a guess: "You want to use her face to make a model?" ”

"......," Shiraishi said with a natural expression, "No, it's a mask." ”

Du Linbiao ignored his words, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "A mold can be used more than once." When you're done, sell me a share, and you can make a bid as you like. ”

“？” Shiraishi's gaze at him was even more unkind, and this man really had intentions for Belmode.

Although the local tyrant in front of him looks like a lot of oil and water, the mass-produced model is soulless.

Shiraishi politely refused: "No." ”

and then secretly pulled Belmode behind him to prevent this "new fan brother" who has no role in his face from suddenly stealing people.

After Du Linbiao was rejected, he didn't say anything, he glanced at Baishi, didn't continue to ask about Belmode, and walked away calmly.

Shiraishi watched vigilantly as he walked to the wardrobe and opened the cabinet door, as if he wanted to find a piece of clothing to change the torn clothes on his body, but Du Linbiao finally didn't find something pleasing to the eye, and closed the door again.

As he rummaged through the cabinets, the countdown finally ended.

Shiraishi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and removed the hardened shell from Belmode's face, intending to put it in his backpack.

However, it was not successful.

He was stunned, but after a closer look, he found that Du Linbiao was actually using the reflection of the pitch-black TV screen to observe the shaped shell in his hand.

"......, "Why is it so ghostly!"

Shiraishi was silent for a moment, avoiding the direction of the TV and continuing to collect.

This time I finally took it back.

However, as soon as it was put away, the door that had been pried once before was pushed open, and Gin and vodka entered the house together.

Shiraishi looked at the office that was gradually becoming crowded, and then recalled his previous thought that "there are few people here", and sincerely felt that the flag really could not be set up randomly.

Probably because he was sitting next to Belmode, and in order to avoid the sight of Durin, the shape of the shell was a bit sneaky.

Gin looked at him as soon as he entered the door, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?" ”

Shiraishi withdrew his hand, just about to say "I'm wiping my face for Belmode".

Du Linbiao next to him suddenly said faintly: "He wants to use Belmode's face to make a model." Maybe he plans to hand over the mold to the police, so that they can build an instrument such as a bone scanner to facilitate the capture of Belmode in a disguised state in the future. ”

“……？” Shiraishi listened, his fists hardened. It's been a long time since he's had this savage idea of trampling someone on the ground and beating him, and now it turns out that his temper hasn't changed, and sure enough, it's just that other people's arching skills are not enough.

Gin frowned and approached, glancing at Belmode, not seeing anything wrong with her face.

Chrissy Wynyard has attended many events, there are a lot of her video materials on the market, and the close-ups are even more grasped, and her appearance is not classified at all.

And Coren was not wearing a thick one, and there was no place on his body for him to hide the mold the size of a human head, and the action of collecting things just now......

I guess it's just a collection of tissues that have wiped Belmode's face, or something else, like pieces of clothes......

Then this scene was seen by Du Linbiao, and Du Linbiao began to add oil and vinegar to provoke.

Gin, as a victim who has been choreographed countless times by Dorinbum, feels that he can understand Coren's feelings very well at this moment.

Besides, if it was really something that was not good for the organization, Du Linbiao would definitely not sit next to him and say cool things, so Gin ignored him and pretended that the sound just now was an annoying mosquito floating in his ears.

Gin came here because he was looking for Belmode.

For the sake of safety, he usually doesn't stay outside for too long, and when he sees that Belmode is not awake, he doesn't want to wait long, so he takes someone and prepares to leave.

Before leaving, he looked at Baishi: "Don't go to other places in the near future, there will be a task in a while, and I will contact ...... when the time comes."

In the middle of the sentence, he paused, vigilantly raised the gun he had always held in his hand, and pointed at the door.

Amuro had just pushed open the door, he looked at the group of people in the room, his puzzled gaze turned around, and his face changed slightly when he landed on Du Linbiao.

Gin saw the change in his expression, but still didn't pay attention to it - in fact, very few people in the organization who had come into contact with Duhrin could still keep smiling, and Bourbon's unfriendly eyes were normal.

He lowered his gun and walked to the door, and Amuro got out of the way, watching Gin and Vodka leave with Belmode.

Durinbiao also seemed to be coming for Belmode, he went to the door, said "I have something to do with her", and when Gin did not stop waiting for him, he followed himself.

Shiraishi sat on the sofa, watching a group of people come and go like the wind, and sighed for his luck today.

…… However, the so-called good things are grinding, and despite so many people coming to disturb him, he still managed to get the shaping shell.

Thinking so, his mood changed again.

But Amuro, who had just entered the door, didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Shiraishi remembered the scene just now, and felt that he could take the opportunity to inquire about some information: "Who is that person?" ”

Amuro came back to his senses, and quickly understood who Coren was asking - for Coren, there was only one face in the group just now: "Du Linbiao, his code name." This person went to the United States some time ago, and he shouldn't stay too long when he comes back this time, so don't worry about him. ”

"Drumbuie......" Shiraishi had never heard of this code name, but he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Drambuie?" ”