Bourbon? The pseudonym is Toru Amuro, his real name is Zero Valley, his apparent identity is a senior code name member of the black-clothed organization, and his real identity is the Japanese Public Security, and he often follows his younger brother Kazama.

However, Bourbon seems to have been at odds with Gin, and his relationship with Belmode is also a mystery, and it is more as if Bourbon has seen through Belmode's secret and is in a dominant position.

So now it seems, Bourbon is the man of Rum RUM?

However, this is probably still superficial, and even he can only contact Rum's other subordinates, and he has never even seen Rum's face.

Akira Shinhara wrote down Bourbon's contact information, and then deleted the text message, and there was no intention of contacting Bourbon for the time being.

Looking back at the case at today's banquet, Akito Shinhara had to sigh at the bad luck of Qiaomen Jiangdao.

Chizo Ogura poisoned the bottle of wine in the beauty of Chie, if nothing else, Qiaomen Jiangdao should have died from this bottle of poisoned wine at today's banquet, but because he has repeatedly introduced this bottle of wine to people, he has received bad feedback.

In particular, it was ridiculed by Maori Kogoro as a wine that only women drink, so Hashimon Jiangdao temporarily changed a bottle of wine before the banquet began, although it avoided the poison of Kogura Chizo, but it did not avoid Ishikawa Tianjing, who had been waiting for the opportunity and deliberately retaliated.

It's also about making people.

Looking at the data on the computer, Shinhara Akira hid and encrypted his documents, and at the same time pulled out the memory card, packed it in a small sealed bag, and put it in the bottom layer of the brown medicine box.

And the human skin mask.

After confirming that there was no mistake in the medical box, Shinhara Ming put the medicine box back in the closet again, and displayed it generously without concealment.

Akira Shinhara took a long breath, looked at the light from the street lamp outside the window through the screen, and looked at his watch again.

There are still twenty minutes until 12 a.m., which is the time of daily updates.

Lying on the bed after washing up, the mechanical sound of the forum system was heard in the silent night.

[Role: Akira Shinhara - Red supporter; Health: 20 (hovering on the edge of hell)]

Today's author did not update the manga.

Shinhara Ming looked calm, he had expected it in his heart, and skillfully clicked on the page of the forum system, and unsurprisingly found that he was still the last one, and at the same time found that there were already five players in the top 100.

Although these five players are all at the bottom of the hundred, only the mosaic of the top two players has changed slightly.

The mosaic of their character's names has grown, as if they had added a title to their name.

It was something he had never seen before.

Akira Shinhara looked at the first two players and fell into deep thought.

Is this a gifter?

Akira Shinhara touched the two players' avatars, browsed the forums that still didn't change, and finally closed the forum system.

……

In the middle of the night, the moon hung high, revealing a bit of brightness, the orange streetlights on the side of the road stood quietly, and the entire sidewalk only occasionally passed by a few drunken people.

A tavern on this street is still lit, and a slightly dated plaque hangs above, giving this somewhat dilapidated tavern a bit of historical charm and a bit of classicism.

A dusty pedestrian stopped outside the tavern, glanced up at the moon, and stepped into the tavern door, there was only a long corridor in front of him, and on the right hand was a row of delicate zodiac masks, and the pedestrian's gloved hand removed a "snake" and put it on his face.

Walking through the corridor, you can see the interior of the tavern, in the center is dozens of chic three or four seats of small tables, in the front is the bar, in the bar is a person wearing a "tiger" mask is wiping the wine glass, without raising his head and asking, "Coming?" ”

"Hmm." The head of the snake pushed the golden-black handbook to the tiger man, picked up the wine glass that had been prepared on the table and said, "The people above have tested some of them, and those that are not our target have been melted, you see." ”

The tiger man picked up the handbook and looked through it, sighed, and returned it to the snake head, "It's hard, if my ability is stronger, you won't work so hard." ”

"It's just about helping each other." The head of the snake put away the ledger, took a sip of wine and said, "What we have to do now is to seize this time difference and include the people we need, and we have to ask you." ”

"By the way, we don't need to meet like this in the future, it's safer and more private online." The snake head drank the wine, wiped the mouth of the glass, handed it back to the tiger man, turned around and left.

The tiger man silently continued to pick up the quilt and wipe it, looked at the back of the snake head, and shook his head, "You don't need to be so careful, I already know your true face." ”

Moreover, your fate is also in my hands.

……

Two more days had passed since that day, and it was now Sunday, three days before the book launch and the bomb was planted on the Kyoto Tower.

And Akira Shinhara's health dropped by another 6 points, leaving only 14.

In the past two days, Akira Shinhara saw a wanted warrant issued by the police about the disappeared waiter, but found her drowned in the sea the next day.

It seems that when she was escaping, the brakes failed, and she finally rushed into the sea, and at the same time found a black suitcase containing 1 million yen next to her body.

The suspect died, and finally the police department had to close the case under pressure from above.

During this period, Akira Shinhara perfectly played the essence of otaku, staying at home, nesting in his bedroom to write the new "K series" novels, very dedicated.

"Buckle!" There was a knock on the door, which was very abrupt in the silence of the room.

Shinhara paused for a moment, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, turned his head to look outside the bedroom door, stretched his waist, turned his neck, saved the computer documents, and stood up with some doubts.

"Who?" Akira Shinhara reached out and rubbed his neck, and as he walked towards the door, he saw a strange beautiful girl through the cat's eye.

With golden hair, a soft face, and a slim goose yellow dress, she is a little innocent.

Akira Shinhara blinked, looked at the girl's typical peach blossom eyes, and probably knew who it was.

"Click." Akira Shinhara opened the door, looked at the blonde girl with a confused expression, and looked at the blonde girl with great dignity, "Madam, I don't think I know you, are you making a mistake?" ”

"It's me, Fernanda." The blonde girl spoke, with a shy smile on the corner of her mouth, which looked like the shyness of seeing her lover from a distance.

Akira Shinhara glanced up and down at Belmode in surprise, got up and let her into the room, and asked with some puzzlement, "You are pretending to be like this, is there anything wrong with looking for me?" ”

"The memory card is broken." Belmode was not polite at all, quickly took a look at the new decoration of Shinhara Ming's house, sat on the orange sofa, picked up a pillow casually, and looked at Shinhara Mingdao.

"You're having good taste this time, not like last time."

"After all, this time it was paid, and the decoration was professional." Akira Shinhara went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for Belmode, put it on the coffee table in front of her, and asked with some confusion.

"What card are you talking about?"