Tequila stood in the doorway, looked around, and did not see the figure of the so-called companion dressed in the same black clothes and speaking in a Kansai dialect.

Gin and vodka themselves are not Kansai accents. These two are not Japanese at all. But the crow flapped its wings and spoke.

"Idiot." A low, cold male voice came from the crow's mouth. That's the sound of gin, it's the raven of vodka.

So Tekira didn't kill the crow directly, even if the back of his hand was scratched by the crow.

"Gin, who the hell is that guy? I'm going to make him look good! Tequira spoke without the slightest hint of anger.

"Who are you going to make good-looking?" A hand silently reached out from behind him and pressed it against his shoulder.

Familiar position, same position that the guy pressed not long ago. Just thinking about it makes me feel a phantom pain.

Tequira turned her head angrily to see an equally familiar face. White hair, dark skin, blue eyes.

It's the guy who spoke out to him not long ago. He stretched out his hand to give the other a little color, but quickly stopped.

"Bourbon." The crow flapped its wings and stayed in mid-air.

"The voice ......" Bourbon glanced up at the crow, his gaze resting on the crow's crimson eyes for a moment, his eyes flickering.

The sound of gin, it seems...... Everyone really doesn't worry about Tequila. So even arranged such a crow to monitor each other, is this really a crow?

I'm afraid not. Presumably the presence of monitors or something.

"Give me your chest and keys." Bourbon stretched out his hand toward Tekki.

"What do you want to do?" Tequira lowered her eyebrows and looked serious. Bourbon ...... If memory serves, Rum's men?

Sure enough, it's as annoying as Rum.

"If you want to be blown up, take it." Bourbon said nonchalantly. Tekira sneered and was about to leave, he wouldn't be fooled by such words.

"Give it to him." But the crow spoke again.

"Gin." Tequira looked at the crow in amazement.

"There's a bomb in the box?" The crow didn't pay attention to Tequila, just looked at Bourbon and continued to ask in Gin's voice.

"Ah, Ivy told me, probably." Bourbon shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Give him the box, Tekira." Then the crow turned his head to Tequila.

"Don't make me say it a third time." Gin's voice was calm but unmistakable. Tekira gritted her teeth and threw the box and key to Bourbon with an unkind face.

"Get back the box the organization wants, Bourbon, by ......the way," the crow opened its mouth at Bourbon.

"Kill the guy who swapped the box." The crow's crimson eyes were as clear as lenses, reflecting Bourbon's figure.

"A mission from the sky...... I'm going to work overtime. Bourbon sighed as he carried the suitcase.

"Why don't you let me go? I can ...... too," Tequila almost understood what was going on.

In short, someone swapped suitcases, causing him to take the wrong suitcase, and the box he was holding actually contained a bomb.

Gin tells Bourbon to get the correct chest back and kill the person who swapped it. He can do that too...... Wait a minute.

Who exchanged the chest? Where is he going to get the right box? How do I find out who is swapping the box?

How do you kill each other if you can't find them? Tequila's words suddenly froze in the middle of his words, and he didn't continue.

"I don't know how you got your codename...... You can be a base wine, and I feel like I'm a little cheap. Bourbon pursed his lips and said with contempt and incomprehension.

Tequira could only express her anger with the look in her eyes.

"Is there something wrong with what I said? I was almost killed...... Mr. Tequila? The white-haired, dark-skinned man's eyebrows were dyed with a hint of a smile, clearly with undisguised ridicule and ridicule.

"You ......" Tequira couldn't even think of a counter, no matter how he responded, it seemed like he was in an impotent rage.

"Okay, don't stay here and get in the way, how about a bar or café for a while? Anyway...... You're just a spectator. Bourbon patted Tequira on the shoulder and turned away, waving his hand with his back to the other, his voice soft and mocking.

Tekira looked at the other person's back with a gloomy expression.

"See you at the cocktails." The crow dropped a word in front of Tequila, turned and flew away.

……

"Big brother, is Tequila going into the punishment room again, it seems that he has only been out for a long time?" Vodka sat on the couch on the edge of the bar, closed the laptop on the table, and spoke to the man next to him.

Tekira ...... Why did you enter the punishment room so many times and not make any progress? From rum, to brandy, to whiskey, and Grenada, the four of them simply failed to teach each other successfully.

So it was the turn of vodka and gin. But even under the supervision and guidance of the big brother, Tequira was still ......

"He's an idiot with only force and no brains." The man with long silver hair on the couch next to him said this, not angry, but as if he was stating a fact.

Tequira is a good thug, with superior physical qualities and excellent force value, but - no brains.

He can complete the mission, as long as the requirements are detailed and there are no accidents in the middle, otherwise Tekira will fail the mission due to accidents.

Such a person is not suitable for the code name of the base wine, but the way the base wine gets the code name is not the same as that of ordinary members, just like vodka.

Tequira has a much higher force value than vodka, and vodka is better at computer technology and driving skills, in short, the auxiliary skills are excellent, as for the brain...... Both are pretty much the same.

But vodka is better for gin. He doesn't need a fighter, his own strength is enough, he just needs to fight.

And...... Vodka has one more advantage than Tykira - it is obedient enough. Tequira is more irritable, irritable, impulsive, and in general more difficult to control.

It's like a mad dog that needs to be tied to its neck at all times, and once you let go, the other party will not hesitate to pounce out and cause an accident.

"It's good that big brother, you let me stare at him with eight feet......" Vodka also breathed a sigh of relief. The elementary school student who Shinichi Kudo turned into was right behind Tekira, and Tekira actually wanted to call them.

Vodka immediately ordered Eight Feet to interrupt the other party's behavior. I even want to complain that the other party is an idiot.

You can't call when there's someone! Whether it's the elderly, children, or other people, even cats and dogs are not allowed to be present.

"Eight feet is so easy to use, it deserves to be given by Ivey." Vodka stretched out his hand, and the black crow flew in front of him, standing on his shoulder and entering standby.

Vodka touched the crow's soft feathers, which were no different from the real crow's, and was full of emotion. It is a gift from the white ghost!

It's so easy to use!