When Belmode walked into the Polo Café, he saw Kumel and Bourbon standing and sitting, and they were gathered in front of the bar.

Bourbon is a cunning character who is very good at acting, and so is Kumail.

To be honest, after two brief encounters with Kumail, she suddenly felt that Gin had brought the two together as a partner, and perhaps really relied on intuition to achieve the same kind of filing.

The two of them, although they are different in age and origin, and their abilities are also different, but there is a strange similarity in their acting style.

A good skin, with an excellent disguise, and a crazy temperament that occasionally pops up inside......

The more she got to know them, the more she felt a wonderful convergence.

Isn't it possible, Gin might be a guy who is unexpectedly accurate in his eyes?

Belmode, who had been churning in his heart with this strange thought, had actually walked directly to them, pointed out his identity, and could leave after explaining the matter, thought for a moment, and gathered in front of the bar like a normal guest entering a café, and pretended to look at the menu.

Having come to such a close distance, she could already hear an approximate idea of the conversation between the two of them as she listened attentively.

Bourbon, who was leaning on the bar casually, had a gentle and amiable smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely cold: "You are not qualified to bargain with me, junior, you should not be blamed for being unkind, it is you who have exposed your weaknesses by making a poor move...... With such a big break blooming in front of you, it's really difficult for people not to take advantage of it. ”

Bourbon spoke slowly, narrowing his eyes as he spoke.

It's a look that Belmode occasionally sees on his face, often indicating Bourbon's deep interest or preparing for some nasty joke.

Kummel took the coffee in his hand and raised his head, revealing the face that Belmode had only seen in the materials, which belonged to Tang Zezhao.

He stirred the coffee with a spoon and smiled equally toothy at Bourbon, who was smiling brightly.

"Needless to say, Mr. Tou, I have never shirked the additional investigation you gave me." Kummel shrugged, "Your offer is outrageous, no one will accept such a condition." There are many things to do in the firm, and it is not appropriate for you to always exploit child labor in this way. ”

"Then you can put down the school business first." Bourbon refused without hesitation, "Letting you keep Tang Zezhao's identity is not for you to enjoy high school life." The shady worm should be fully self-aware. ”

Kummel didn't react to the disparagement, blinking his eyes, as if he had become accustomed to it, and the speed at which the coffee was stirred did not change.

"The organization arranged for me to come under you, not to make it easier for you to shirk your tasks so that you can use me to do things like transferring assets, senior." Kumel glanced at Bourbon and replied sharply, "You are, but don't be too intoxicated as a guardian and transfer the anger of the snatched target to me." I'm not the one who arranged the task, don't be ridiculous, Mr. Tou. ”

Bourbon rolled his eyes, propped his hands on the bar, and looked down at Kumel in a condescending manner.

Sunlight filtered through his eyes, refracting a transparent inorganic texture, like a cold-blooded animal staring at a target ready to attack.

"Are you sure you want to discuss this with me?" His voice was a little softer than before, and he heard it a little indistinctly, and Belmode secretly moved half a step closer, "You made me think of something very unpleasant...... I'm sure those things will also make you feel very unpleasant. ”

The spoon in Kummer's hand fell into the coffee with a thud, spilling a few drops of brown liquid.

He lifted his eyelids and looked back at the past, and his light blue pupils at the moment also showed the same inorganic texture: "I have also expressed it again and again, what causes you unpleasantness is Gin, if you don't go to him for trouble, you will only stare at me, and it will appear that you are impotent and furious." ”

Bourbon turned his head, as if he was laughing because he heard Gin's name: "It's not so simple to transfer the conflict, I will settle accounts with him for his problems, and the one who has not hid his tail is yourself." ”

Kumel let out a sneer and replied aggressively, "It's a shame, I also have the chips you want." Don't push me too much, senior, as you said, I'm a crazy person who is not in a stable mental state, don't expect me to think calmly. ”

"If you want to make trouble to the point where the fish dies and the net is broken, your sweet dreams will not be able to continue, are you sure you want to threaten me with this kind of thing?"

"It's better to come to your senses than to be broken by others, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

The voices of the two men were soft, but the tension was undisguised, and the two of them stared at each other without blinking in a very similar gaze across the bar.

Like two venomous snakes staring at each other, ready to attack when they find a flaw.

Although I didn't understand exactly what they were arguing about, Belmode, who had some vague speculation, felt that it was almost time for him to play.

Let their contradictions continue to escalate, and no one can guarantee that these two crazy guys will not make a bigger mess.

Truth be told, Belmode is happy to see the two of them disagree, and the more the water mixes, the less the others will turn their attention to the Maori family, and the more she can cover up what she wants to hide.

It's a pity that their infighting will inevitably involve the personal safety of Angel and others......

"Two, pay attention to the volume." She didn't suppress her voice, and said in her own voice, "The two code members of the organization, arguing in public because of a personal vendetta, and finally revealing their identities, sounds like some strange entertainment." ”

She was exaggerating a bit, and the two of them spoke in very soft voices, and no one else would notice it except for her, a listener with ulterior motives.

But her point was originally to open the topic, and the reasons were good or bad, it didn't matter so much.

"Ha, Belmode......" Bourbon pulled the corners of his mouth, obviously not in a high mood.

Kumel turned his head to look her up and down a few times, laughed, and shook his head.

"Okay, if you two have any questions, you can continue later, I'm just here to explain the task." Her voice changed back to a soft, clear girlish voice in the next moment, "Mind giving us a little space, Bourbon?" ”

Bourbon's eyes rolled, and Belmode suspected that he was secretly rolling his eyes, but he did walk a little further away as he was told, like a waiter who had received an order, and said a smooth string of "Okay, I know, please wait, guest", and walked to the kitchen area inside, keeping a certain distance from the two of them.

Kummel glared at his back and blew on his bangs, blowing his fluffy hair away from his eyes.

Perhaps it is the addition of Tang Zezhao's appearance, Kumel with this expression shows a real bit of childishness, which makes Belmode's expression slightly relaxed.

"Sounds hard, Kumail." Sitting next to Tang Ze, she stretched out her hand and naturally wrapped her arms around Tang Ze, imitating Suzuki Sonoko's demeanor on weekdays, and said with a smile, "It's really not easy to make a living under Bourbon, huh?" ”

It seems that even if it doesn't involve the real core issues, just by Bourbon detecting the laxity of his daily form, Kumel is facing a lot of pressure.

The work of the organization, the work of the detectives, and now with the additional squeezing of Bourbon......

It's no wonder that he was able to drive so far to the outskirts in the first place and confront himself, Kummel is completely accustomed to the high-pressure environment.

"If you become a king or lose, you are willing to gamble and lose, anyway, he didn't find anything too important." Knowing that she had heard the conversation clearly, Kummel paused, shook his head and wiped off a few drops of coffee that had spilled from the cup, bringing the warm liquid to his lips, "What's the matter with me?" ”

Avoiding her question, it seems that he doesn't want her to discover the focus of their argument.

Belmode made a simple analysis inwardly, and his hand pulled an envelope from his inner pocket and placed it on the side of Kumail's coffee cup.

Tang Ze, who looked like he was drinking coffee, but was actually holding down the smile on his lips with his cup, glanced at Amuro Toru who was wiping the cup with his back tensed, obviously still secretly competing with his embarrassment, and then slowly lowered his gaze and glanced at the beautifully framed letter.

"'Virtual Reality Game Launch'? The interests of the organization are quite extensive. Tang Ze, who had no sense of surprise, read out the title on the envelope.

(End of chapter)