Delu, who could roughly guess Belmode's thoughts, was not ready to say more, after all, in this woman's opinion, everything was not as important as her angle and cool guy, even Camus was not worthy.

It's ridiculous, in the days when I worked with her, Camus, who was an action team, also saved her many times, but it was not as good as that side.

It's like a broken brain, this woman, Dilu lit a cigarette and put it to Belmode's lips.

The sexy woman smiled lightly and took the courtship of her long-lost friend with her lips, but smiled and said nothing.

Calvados's lack of success doesn't mean she's giving up, and if Dilu doesn't tell the truth, she'll still go after that "Geneva".

She will not let any danger come close to her light.

Realizing what Belmode meant, Delu also lost interest in continuing to talk to her, and it was impossible for her to know that "Camus" was "Geneva", which made it too costly for a traitor who was bound to betray to know.

Neatly forgetting his short-lived friendship with this woman, Dilu directly got out of the woman's arms and sat beside Gin.

Feeling the smell of a cat, Gin didn't look back, staring at the screen in front of him, if it weren't for the green tea heroine telling her uncle who was a teacher that she was a twenty-year-old spy, it would even think that Gin was reading some crime record... No, he wouldn't be so serious when he read the crime record.

Di Lu, who was still struggling with the strange plot, didn't notice that the originally noisy surroundings had gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people on the sofa in the center, and their eyes were full of gossip, even Cohen of Mu Ne was no exception.

"Speaking of which, the grave grass that disturbed the boss chasing the drama last time seems to be two meters tall, right?"

Chianti lowered his voice, cautiously speaking to his partner for fear of being discovered.

"There is no grave, just drag it into the incinerator and scatter the ashes."

Cohen replied in the same whisper.

"But Camus is different, and he should be beaten at most... bar..."

Pisk sneaked into the conversation.

Because Camus was directly killed by Gin, three subordinates and Rum, who was blind in one eye, didn't want to speak, so Gin's dog thing wouldn't attack Camus, he looked like that bottle of wine baby.

Bourbon, who also knew something about this, didn't have any worries, but he still cast his eyes over there in order to fit in.

God knows how much he wants to snatch the cat back, watching his cat coquettish others.

Phew, scumbag!

"Hello!"

Di Lu, who wiped his nose, looked around a little confused, always feeling that someone was talking about him.

Pushing the sneezing cat aside, Gin drops the tissue onto the cat and pulls the phone out of his pocket.

"Haven't you arrived yet? Shirley? Remember to bring some cold medicine down. ”

Originally, Shiho Miyano only felt a little strange when he heard the voice of Gin after receiving the call, but when he knew that the purpose was to get a pack of cold medicine when she came over, he was only left with horror. Asked with a little curiosity and doubt.

"Bringing cold medicine? Who has a cold? This little ailment also needs to..."etc...

Shiho Miyano, who suddenly had a conjecture, paused.

"Camus."

！！！

Really!

Gu Yue Minglai, that guy... Actually catch a cold? You don't care about yourself too much, do you?

Shiho Miyano, who had already walked out of the laboratory, quickly turned around and walked towards the drug warehouse angrily.

"Let that guy lie down and cover the quilt! He has a special physique, and there are a lot of medicines that don't work against that guy, so I personally dispensed them for him! Wait for me to come! ”

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, and glancing at the stupid cat who heard the content of the call sneaking away, Gin stepped forward and grabbed the back of Dilu's neck in a textbook-standard cat catching posture, and walked towards the lounge with it.

"No, Gin, listen to me," I'm not sick, it's just that someone is talking about me...

Dettol tried to explain, but it was clear that the explanation failed.

Delu was tossed into the lounge, and Gin immediately returned to the couch after locking the door outside.

Knowing that this thing was deliberate, Di Lu "..."

Actually use this prank as a means of revenge, Gin, are you a child?

Di Lu didn't understand, but Di Lu was shocked.

In desperation, Shirley arrived and walked down in a hurry.

"Where's Camus?"

The group pointed to the locked room, and Gin threw a bunch of keys at Shirley.

"Remember to make the medicine harder."

Seeing Gin, who was still sitting leisurely on the sofa and chasing dramas, the young scientist who was not only not stupid but also very flexible reacted instantly.

Although she was a little angry about being shabu-shabu, she still walked to the stove, and the medicinal herbs she picked up in her hand also changed from cold medicine to strong body.

Belmode's "use" of Calvados to snipe gin was reported, and anyone who was a little better informed had heard of it, and the sister who knew that Camus was gin and herself almost didn't slow down when she knew the news, and she was almost ready to go to Belmode desperately.

She thinks that Gin should be about the same, think about Rum three years ago, it should be the Camus guy who stopped Gin from taking revenge on Belmode.

In that case, it seems that being troubled by gin is also asking for it... No, rightfully so.

What's more, the injured person should indeed make up for it~

Shirley smiled and looked at the black liquid in front of her that exuded an ominous aura, and her expression gradually became sinister.

These are the best healing pills, and of course, the most difficult to swallow, she assured.

The unpleasant smell of herbs filled the whole venue, and all the wines unconsciously covered their noses, even the gin.

They promised that even a sparsely crushed body that had been bombed would not smell worse than that.

"This kind of thing... Is it actually a cold medicine? ”

Chianti muttered to himself.

"Colds are a terrible disease."

Cohen nodded approvingly.

Bourbon looked at Shirley with some panic, then at the room where the cat was locked with concern.

Wouldn't this little girl want to take the opportunity to murder the cat?

After all, this medicine looks very ominous... Like poison.

And sitting on the sofa, he said that the gin wine that made Shirley make the medicine bitter "..."I didn't expect to be boiled like this by Shirley, is the relationship between Camus and Shirley really good? Why did she look like she was going to kill the cat?

Originally, a normal bitter one would make Dilu unhappy for a few days at most, but this kind of... Gin is already starting to have a headache for the mess ahead.

No one knows what the stupid cat will do irrationally if he is forced to drink this medicine, or forget it.

Di Lu, who was sitting indoors and waiting for punishment, "Hello! "Which shriveled calf is talking about me again?