Under the 'threat' of the eyes of the wilting vodka and the cold background of the gin after being forced to undergo gastric lavage, Izawa aggrievedly made a cake and sent it to the laboratory.

The test results showed that this cake was non-toxic and even more nutritious than ordinary cakes.

At the strong suggestion of the laboratory technician, Gin asked Izawa to make another cake and fed vodka to the subject of the mission.

- An intelligence dealer who doesn't open his mouth.

As it turns out, the cake isn't a truism, Gin's grim eyes and the gun in his hand are.

Izawa, who was found to be really unpalatable, was kicked out of the institute.

I don't know if Gin found out that Bourbon was behind the cake incident, or if Gin simply looked at Bourbon unpleasantly.

Under Gin's small report, Bourbon, who had just returned to China not long ago, was sent abroad on a business trip.

Hearing the news, Izawa's face was as usual, and he happily set off a firework in his heart.

·

"Oh, ancestor! Where did you go some time ago? ”

Izawa found his bearded agent Jiro Toyoda at the door of his safe house, Izawa tilted his head and wondered why Toyota was able to find his safe house, "Why are you sitting here?" ”

Toyoda Jiro rubbed his messy hair, and said angrily: "If you don't answer the phone call, the text message will reply to me, I have a job."

I thought you had an accident, but it was Ms. Winyard who told me your address.

I would also like to ask you why Ms. Wynyard knows your address? ”

He suddenly widened his eyes as if he thought of something, stood up and said with some horror, "You can't be that lady's little white face, are you?" ”

Then he suddenly squatted down and hugged his head, and whispered: "It's over, my agent's career is over, my only artist has gone to be a little white face, it's over, it's over." ”

Izawa, who was a little confused, reacted in hindsight, Wen Yad is Belmode, is he mistaken for Belmode's little white face?

He pulled Toyota up from the ground and said in a somewhat helpless tone: "Wen Yade and I are not that kind of relationship, it is a serious colleague relationship." ”

"Really? I don't believe it? ”

“······ It's true. ”

"Okay, what are you talking about?"

Looking at Toyota, who was obviously unbelieving, Izawa retorted vigorously: "It's really not!" How could I have such a relationship with Wynyard! ”

Toyota glanced at Izawa and whispered: "Wen Yade is so good-looking, you don't lose a little white face, as for being so excited."

Alright, alright, I believe you. ”

Ize: "······"

Toyota looked at the silent Izawa in front of him, and took the initiative to interrupt: "You'll be okay tomorrow, I'll take a catwalk job for you." You don't need to train, you just show what you normally are. ”

“··· Okay. ”

"Oh yes! Then I'm going to pick up my daughter from school, bye-bye! "The middle-aged winner left bouncing away.

·

"Brother Gin, I've changed my address." Izawa stood in front of his packed luggage and called Gin.

The safe house wasn't very safe now, and he was afraid that Gin and Kaito would run into it that day.

And now that there is another Toyota, he thinks that the big-brained Toyota is likely to invite Gin to be a model, and then be taken away by Gin with a shot and sunk in Tokyo Bay.

"Where." It was Gin's familiar cold voice.

Izawa tied his small box full of prohibited items (guns and ammunition) to the locomotive, "Rice Flower Town is a small detached house, much more convenient than the previous apartment, and I paid the down payment with my salary." ”

"Pay for it all."

"I don't have enough money."

"I'll give you 100 million, buy it."

Ize, who received the text message, smiled reservedly, "Won't this be too troublesome for you." ”

"It's at public expense."

"Public expense? No problem, does the boss get angry? Don't do it. "Gin is embezzled at public expense! Stimulate!

“··· No problem. Gin's voice paused eerily.

"Alright then, thank you, Brother Gin."

I surprisingly understood a lot of gin: "··· Don't learn from Bourbon, you talk with a tea-in-tea smell. ”

"Okay." Actually, Izawa didn't understand what Gin was talking about.

I felt my ears poisoned to the gin: "······"

Damn Bourbon, he taught Tennessee something.