Kurosawa came back at a good time, and it was not the slightest surprise to see Maori drinking vodka, apparently used to it.

He took out a bottle of red wine from his treasure, and after decanting it fully, poured a glass for everyone present:

"Taste it."

Maori took a sip and immediately complimented, "It's so delicious! It's much better than the previous wine!"

Kurosawa kept a friendly smile: "This wine was only produced in a few bottles, and it was not sold to the public. If it weren't for Young Master Shirakawa coming to cheer today, I would be reluctant to open it."

Shirakawa Xing sipped a little bit and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Not bad."

Maori laughed, "Then I'm going to drink more today."

Taku Takemura took a sip and looked at the boss who continued to fool without changing his face in doubt.

This...... Isn't it just an ordinary supermarket, a bottle of red wine that costs dozens of dollars?

Could it be that he hasn't been back to the organization for too long, and there is something wrong with his sense of taste?

Then Taku Takemura saw the boss, and by turning around, he secretly added a special sleeping pill to the red wine and put it in front of Maori.

"Mr. Maori likes it, and he won't get drunk tonight."

"Okay, don't get drunk and don't go home!"

Maori poured herself a glass and by the way poured a glass of vodka that was almost finished:

"Mr. Uozuka, come, let's drink together."

The unaware vodka smiled innocently: "Hehe, okay."

The vodka was about to be drunk when Gin's hand with the cigarette touched it, stopping him from doing so.

Vodka was stunned, not understanding why his eldest brother suddenly looked at him with condemnation.

And then......

With a "bang", the detective who was still alive just now lay on the table and slept like a dead pig.

Shirakawa sneered, "Huh? That's the vigilance of your crew?"

Gin:......

"Vodka is just defenseless against bosses, which is what members of the organization should have."

Vodka silently lowered his glass, keeping it away from him.

Although he is naïve, he can also hear that the eldest brother is forcibly helping him save his respect.

But...... How did he know that in the organized bar, he would still encounter a situation of being plotted!

The wind chimes rang again, and Ziporo, who had just met him not long ago, walked in and was a little uncomfortable when he saw Shirakawa.

"Why are you here today? Don't you have to work here?"

Also the branch administrator, Tsipro condemned the two cadres who fished.

"Huh? It turns out that in addition to gin, there are also S-level cadres in the organization who go to the front line every day?"

S-level cadres refer to the managers of the intelligence group, the operation group, the research department, and the logistics department of each branch, as well as Belmode.

While complaining about Zipro, Shirakawa gave his temporary teammate Gin a knife.

Gin's face was gloomy: "You guys are very proud?"

Zipro stopped talking, although Gin was ridiculed by them every day for going undercover around him.

But it's not much better.

The difference is that Zipro's requirements for appearance are above ability.

An average-looking undercover agent can't enter his small circle at all, and those who are good-looking and can catch up with him Sanguan can't occupy the red side.

Even if he is undercover, Tsipro can rebel against him.

And Gin has only two requirements for his subordinates: loyalty and ability.

Unfortunately, his men could only do a little at a time.

This made Shirakawa Xing and others happy.

Tsipro noticed the guy lying on the table, who didn't look like a human being from the way he was dressed.

Before Shirakawa Xing's mocking words were spoken, interrupt in advance:

"Isn't that the lewd mustachioed detective? Gin, did you kill him?"

Continuing to talk about this topic, I'm afraid that the three of them will have to have a scuffle when they get out of this door.

He's here for a vacation this time, and fighting in the street isn't what a handsome guy like him should do.

At least until he knew where Shirakawa Xing's hanging came from, he didn't want to fight with this hanging wall.

Seeing that they couldn't quarrel anymore, the boss actually looked a little regretful, and greeted him incorrectly:

"It's just that I'm numb, come and sit, I won't talk about business today, and have a good drink."

Zipro observed it and found that there were no bullet holes on Maori's body, let alone blood, and even breathing steadily, and he was immediately very disappointed:

"It's a shame that he didn't die. No, did you come back from Nagano and didn't go to his office?"

Shirakawa Xing's drinking hand paused: "What did you do?"

Tsipro stroked his hair: "Seeing that he is not happy, he has installed a small flower in his bedroom, the kind that explodes when he opens the door."

Tsipro was very fond of bombs, and always had all kinds of bombs on him.

What he can call a salute is obviously not the kind of bomb that can only blow up one room when he fights against Shirakawa Star.

Shirakawa Xing was stunned for a moment, Taku Takemura, who had been pretending to be invisible, was also a little dumbfounded.

Then the two of them at the same time, walked outside.

Tsipro didn't know, "Where are you going?"

"Watching a play."

Taku Takemura's voice floated from the side.

The boss took off the bartending scarf with great interest and handed it to Tsipro: "Come and show me the shop, I'll go and see it too."

Tsipro: ??

BOSS, are you serious?

Nansi didn't take the lead in following for the first time, she looked at Zipro with a gloomy face:

"The shop that the young master opened for me is next door to the Maori Detective Agency. You'd better pray that your gift won't affect the gift that the young master gave me, otherwise, I'll blow you up as a gift."

As he spoke, Nan Si let go of his hand, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Although Nan Si has always been by Bai Chuanxing's side, he is not inconspicuous.

But Tsipro knew that this was a being who was better at sniping than Gin.

Targeted by her......

Tsipro swallowed.

LOOK AT THE APRON IN YOUR HAND AGAIN, THE ABNORMAL ATTITUDE OF BOSS AND OTHERS......

Could it be that the average-looking detective with a crippled IQ is some kind of amazing character? .

Tsipro wanted to cry without tears: "Is it too late for me to go back to Europe overnight?"

Gin snorted and turned to go out.

Vodka hurriedly followed: "Big brother, there is still some distance before the trading time."

"Let's protect the boss first."

Gin found the perfect reason for himself to blend in with the play. ……

A group of people who were about to come to see the play were very disappointed to find that the Maori detective agency had not yet exploded.

So he slipped away quietly and came to a high-rise apartment a little farther away, and continued to observe the situation.

Shirakawa Hoshi and Taku Takemura stood by the window, holding binoculars to keep an eye on the situation.

The boss, who has returned to the appearance of Shirakawa Night, sits on the sofa reservedly, drinking a little wine and watching the two of them by the window mess around, and occasionally looks at the Maori office to see if it has blown up.

Gin accompanies the boss, drinking a small drink, always paying attention to the situation over there.

He wanted to use this explosion to test whether the aura of the protagonist in those players still exists.

Vodka stood in the doorway, indignantly pushing his sunglasses.

The eldest brother often says that he is not stable, where are you guys who are watching the explosion of a detective's house?

Isn't it just eight eggs? What month hasn't he used it?