"It seems that the bourbon, which is the most popular in the intelligence department, is nothing more than that." Seeing this, Ireland didn't give the other party a good face, and said lukewarmly.

Bourbon, a member of the intelligence service, had a small reputation in the organization, but ......

Even the head of the intelligence department, Rum, did not dare to say that he knew the intelligence of all the members of the organization.

So it's normal for Bourbon not to know.

But this does not prevent Ireland from using it to mock the other side.

The first time the two met, there was a posture of incompatibility.

"Come to me, Ivey." Amuro looked at Avi Creel.

He didn't need to care about anyone else, as long as Avikril hadn't already recognized the others as his master.

It was not easy for him to make Gin about to lose his place in Avikre's heart, but the results were about to be robbed by others?

Thinking of this, the expression on Amuro's face became more and more gloomy.

Lately, he has always been very easy to get angry, and his aura has become more and more gloomy.

Even Suz mocked him in the punishment chamber as he looked more and more like a mentally ill golden retriever.

Extraordinarily gloomy, extraordinarily irritable, extreme emotions switch back and forth.

Not being able to control your emotions is a big no-no.

Amuro closed his eyes and slowed down, he even had some suspicions that such a gloomy and irritable person ...... Is it really him?

"Why don't you come?" When he calmed down and opened his eyes, he saw that Avi Clear was still sitting on Ireland's arm, motionless, so he asked in a puzzled tone.

Aitor looked at Uncle Ireland's arm, and instead of letting go, he hugged it tighter.

But the next second he noticed his eyes, he relaxed and put him down.

After letting the man go, Ireland saw Aviclell run up to Bourbon, cautiously shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

"Great, Brother Tou is finally back......"

"Did you get hurt somewhere? Does it still hurt? Do I need to take medication? ”

"Show me ......"

"Who is the one responsible for punishing you? What about the punishment? Is it uncomfortable? ”

The white-haired boy who circles around the bourbon and asks all kinds of questions looks no different from the white Shiba Inu who barks in circles around the bourbon.

Avi Crell is too clingy and ...... It's not just one person.

Gin is seen as the guardian of the father, and Ivy Crell sticks to each other, which Ireland understands.

But what is Bourbon's identity? Why is Avi Clear so clingy to each other?

The best way to get along with members of the intelligence service is ...... Keep your distance.

Because once they take the initiative to approach, maybe it is to get some information.

Even if you don't take the initiative to approach, you will subconsciously and unconsciously ask for all kinds of information from you.

The members of the intelligence service are a bunch of neurotics who can give everything for the sake of intelligence.

There are very few normal people in the organization.

Scientific research maniac, murderer,, mission maniac, intelligence maniac......

Members of each department consider members of other departments to be the most abnormal.

But in Ireland, everyone is pretty much the same.

"At this time, you should go to the medicine first, instead of pretending to be pitiful with a child younger than you here." Ireland said, looking at a frail Bourbon.

How can Bourbon, who is well-known in the organization, be a normal person.

"You're right, but I'm not hurt." Bourbon said, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Suzi didn't hurt his body, and the torture methods he used were all in a way that didn't leave any marks on his body.

But...... It had a much bigger impact on him than Avi Clear's week.

The so-called veneer mask alone was experienced twenty-five times a day.

A short day seems like a week or more has passed.

Not to mention that Suzi has other means.

Let the ants crawl around on him and watch the spiders and ants fight each other on him.

Inject him with antidote when he was poisoned again and again, and revive him.

When the punishment was over, there was not a single scar on his body, not even a broken skin.

However, the exhaustion of his spirit caused his body to become extremely heavy, and he felt that his spirit at the moment was full of holes and would collapse at the touch of it.

But that doesn't work.

"No injuries? Then you need to sleep now. Ireland glanced at Bourbon again and said in a subtle tone.

He has a sense of the organization's punishment.

Mere punishment of the flesh was the easiest way to do it, and that's what he experienced.

And some people will be subjected to more painful mental torture, and even if they later leave the punishment chamber, it will leave a psychological shadow that will be difficult to erase.

Some people even tremble all over their bodies when they hear the word "punishment room".

Obviously, this is what Bourbon encountered.

"If you can't slow down...... Maybe you'll end up on a suicide squad. Ireland reminded with a hint of the same thing.

Suicide Squad, or Mad Dog Squad.

Inside, they're all members of the organization who's gone completely insane, most of the time they're locked in their rooms with restraints and shock collars strapped all over their bodies, and they're only released when they're on a particularly dangerous mission and a 100% fatality event occurs, and sometimes they're asked to cooperate with experiments.

Because I'm completely crazy, I don't care about life and death, and I won't hesitate to die in order to complete the task, and I'm very cooperative with the experiment.

For them, the punishment chamber was more terrible than death.

Mad Dog Squad means forsaken.

It's all the existence that the organization doesn't want, and keeping it is just for them to play their final value, such as sending them to death and breaking off.

Bourbon knew about the squad's existence, but never imagined that he would one day be reminded to be careful about being a member of that squad.

"Don't bother." He stiffened and sneered.

"I'll catch up on the sleep first, and you can talk." He rubbed Avikre's hair perfunctorily and headed upstairs.

Aitto stood in the living room and watched the other's backs disappear into the hallway.

"He looks in good spirits, don't worry." Irish thought that Avi Clear was worried about Bourbon, so he comforted the boy by pressing his head.

Those who are in a bad mental state have long lost the desire to communicate with others.

Not to mention provoking him-for-tat.

Bourbon can still do this, which means that the other party can still carry it.

Willpower is indeed very good, no wonder it can be well-known in the organization.

"I'm not worried." Aitto smiled and shook his head.

"I'm looking forward to it." He said seriously and softly.

He was just expecting.

Because Brother Tho's soul has ...... It's almost devoured.

Soon he will be able to get the love of Brother Bourbon and Brother Tho as one.

"What were you expecting?" Ireland is a little puzzled.

"I can't say yet." Aitor shook his head.

"Hold me, Uncle Ireland." He held out his hand towards Ireland, and looked very well-behaved and lovable.

It is a gesture that Ireland cannot refuse.

So Ireland stooped down and picked him up.

"Bourbon has a problem, right?" After picking the boy up, Ireland asked in a low voice.

"It'll be fine right away." Avikril replied softly, softly with a smile.