"Bourbon."

On the other side of the room, the light is even more dim. In the almost dull darkness, there was the gasp of an old man, who called, "Bourbon." ”

Drop the valley zero backhand buckled the phone cover.

When he saw Shiho Miyano, a subtle softness in his gray-blue pupils disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, Bourbon's expression changed in a very layered sense: the shrewdness and ruthlessness characteristic of an intelligence dealer were the background "color", and a little greed and coldness were added to it.

The gentle and elusive look became a mask and clasped tightly on his face.

Organizing the famous mystic, Bourbon appeared.

Bourbon raised his eyes at the sound, brushed aside the situation outside the wooden bar, walked quickly into the darkness, half-knelt, and lifted an old man from the ground.

There was no hair on the top of the old man's head, and his blind left socket was filled with a piece of righteousness.

At this time, Rum's condition was undoubtedly bad, every gasp was as heavy as a bellows, and a large brown "color" of blood coagulated in his abdomen, and he was hastily wrapped in scotch tape a few times before he could barely stop the blood loss.

When he bandaged it, he only had scotch tape in hand, and asked Rum to be patient for a moment, and the latter reluctantly agreed, after all, his "life" was still in Bourbon's hands.

This pampered old man has obviously never experienced the bandaging methods commonly used by the people at the bottom of the organization.

When scotch tape wrapped around his waist, Rum's heart was filled with a moment of discomfort and cruelty.

- When he looked up at Bourbon again, the expression on his face was as warm as a spring breeze, as if at this moment, Bourbon was his deputy to his "sexual" life.

Rum pretends, and the same is true for Valley-Zero, the two people who are virtual and the snake look happy, no matter how vigilant they are in their hearts, they all look harmonious on their faces.

Rum planted such a big heel with his own hand, especially the one who bit him back, or the mud of the eagle dog that Rum had always regarded as loyal.

This big black gang in the Japanese world has long been unwilling to accept the dominance of the black-clad organization, and has always been eager to challenge them, and taking advantage of the east wind of this House of Representatives reelection, the mud miserably does not know which way to catch up with the hot political star of Yasuki Tumen.

As a result, Tumen Kanghui was proud, thinking that he had successfully suppressed Tang Zeyu and got rid of his last handle in politics.

All this information is known to zero, and even Tumen Yasuhui framed Tang Zeyu, and he also let Kazami Yu also add fuel to the trouble. The sandpiper fights, he is a fisherman who is a cold bystander.

Although the black gang Japan is legal, it does not mean that there are no illegal activities in the mud miserable privately. The reason why Zero didn't kill them all was because the time had not yet come.

Until the arrogance of the mud is so arrogant that it is decided to challenge Rum's authority - this is the opportunity for Valley-Zero to wait quietly.

He needs to gain Rum's trust and infiltrate his influence.

Belmode, the woman he knew about the organization, had learned a lot of information in exchange for her secrets, including Rum's rivalry with Gin.

In the organization, Rum is an old man, with a large number of personnel transferred, but it is a mixed group of profit-driven rabble.

Gin is withdrawn and cold, but he is surprisingly extremely loyal, and at the same time, he is deeply relied on by "that gentleman", and has accumulated a deep majesty by cleaning up undercover agents every now and then.

As a member of the intelligence team, Bourbon has always stood in the ambiguous area between the two. None of the parties needed information, and he provided it all.

He is a calm hunter, moving cautiously between the opposing forces, keenly catching upward opportunities. It's like walking on a rugged path with cliffs on both sides.

After Hiro's death, he is the only undercover agent left in the organization, and he must be cautious.

In fact, for so many years, he has maintained the balance well, whether Bourbon is an old fritter or a wall grass, over the years, he has traveled between the two sides, and he has indeed obtained as much information as possible about the organization.

...

The previous path of survival in the cracks may not work now.

Valley-dropping zero faintly noticed that in the past two years, the power of the organization has been reshuffled. He wondered if the organization was closer to the goal it was pursuing, or if it had greater ambitions and plans.

The undercover agent has arrived, and Bourbon's name has been organized to gain a firm foothold.

Continuing to go it alone only means that he will never be able to reach the heart of the organization.

Zero must seek a change, and given Gin's sensitivity to undercover agents and traitors, he eventually chooses Rum's side.

- Choosing Rum doesn't mean he's going to make Rum better than Gin.

In fact, Rum didn't believe anyone, and if he rashly expressed his attitude of surrender, it would only make this cunning old man more vigilant, and he had to make Rum feel that Bourbon had been recruited by himself little by little.

In the past, Rum's hand was driven by profit and was not absolutely loyal to him. Then the same is true of Bourbon's existence; Zero doesn't need to prove his loyalty to Rum, and Rum doesn't need it.

As long as he makes Rum realize that Bourbon's power and value are irreplaceable, and at the same time shows a little bit of antipathy to gin, then Rum is like a rabbit lured out of his hole, obediently throwing his olive branch to him.

The sound of the helicopter's propeller sounded outside the window, and Bourbon, who was holding Rum, also happened to walk to the window at this time.

Zero effortlessly uncovered the wooden strips that had been nailed to the windows, and sure enough, the miserable members of the mud who had "forced" them into the room had already collapsed from the outside.

On the machine gun of the helicopter's armament, the barrel of the gun still emits a faint green smoke. Chianti stood at the hatch with his submachine gun in his hand and shouted vividly: "Come out!" It's all dead to be solved! ”

Zero put Rumtor on his back and slowly climbed up the rope ladder.

In order to make himself believe in the same, in the face of the miserable pursuit, Gu Zero was also shot a few times. He climbed and stopped, took a breath, and came to it, and Chianti finally got impatient, and dragged Rum onto the plane.

This time, Rum overturned in the gutter, and he had to rely on Gin's hand to rescue, in this case, Gin's power would inevitably overwhelm Rum temporarily.

And the two forces are on the same page and have internal friction with each other, which is what he is willing to see from the position of Drop Valley Zero Station Nippon An, and then he also needs to give Rum a handle for gin.

Elena Miyano's daughter......

Shiho Miyano.

Shirley, a defector from the organization.

The moment he saw this video, he already had a plan in his heart.

The task of bringing Shirley to the organization has always been in charge of Gin. The organization's number one killer is terrifyingly efficient, like a tireless, eternally precise machine, and all the tasks he handles are solved quickly by him, but Shirley alone has no love.

As long as Shirley is allowed to fake his death, on the one hand, he protects Elena Miyano's daughter as Zero Valley; On the other hand, as a bourbon, he accidentally hit Gin's position.

It was only then that he accepted Rum's intention to recruit him as a matter of course, and won great trust.

- The only problem is that this strategy against Rum needs to be wronged by the same period

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Rum was helped to the corner of the helicopter for first aid, and it was only then that Bourbon struggled to climb into the cabin. The hatch slammed shut, and the helicopter flew toward the hospital, and Bourbon fell into his seat and let out a long sigh of relief.

Everyone is busy, and no one is willing to deal with him for the time being, so he secretly "touches" his mobile phone in his busy schedule, which shows a letter from Yuya Kazami.

[2890 Completed]

Project 2890 refers to the serial bureau of Nippon Ann around the mud and misery. First let the mud misery bite Rum, paving the way for Bourbon's lurking, and then Ann dispatched to encircle and suppress the mud, arrest Tumen Kanghui, and wipe them out.

Falling Valley Zero typed: [How is Xiao Tang Ze? 】

The key to the whole plan - Yu Karasawa. After graduating and entering the "zero" unit, Zero cut off contact with his contemporaries, and the whole plan completely put Hiroshi Karasawa in the dark.

Faced with the sudden basin of dirty water, I'm afraid he has panicked...

I don't know what to do.

Kazami Yuya's letter came quickly, and it said: [I haven't woken up yet.] 】

Valley Zero: "......"

Well, he arranged a good room for Tang Zeyu, and he slept normally...... bar.

He raised his hand to delete the email, almost erasing any trace of contact with Ann.

When he raised his head again, Gu Ling frowned slightly, and he suddenly noticed a problem.

Rum planted such a big heel, this opportunity to sell favors, and at the same time mock fiercely, Gin will never miss it.

This time, the only people on board the helicopter were vodka, kiel, chianti and cologne, and gin himself did not appear.

Where did he go again?

Hiroya Kazami, who received an email from his boss, went to check the situation in the detention room as soon as possible.

On the white single bed, Tang Zeyu sat cross-legged and closed.

Looks like you're already asleep.

In fact, Tang Zeyu still traces the memory of this time.

"You're blushing." He heard his own voice.

At such a close distance, the breath is entangled.

Tang Zeyu guessed that even if it was not the situation of memory, or the situation before the amnesia, it would be difficult to think about something else at this moment, such an intimate gaze - full of another person, it was difficult to leave room for imagination to play.

Therefore, this sentence is just a simple exposition of a truth. Maybe he didn't think much of it, but Gin lowered his eyes slightly.

The flutter of his eyelashes was subtle, like the down feathers of some kind of bird, and when he was half-skimmed, from the arrogant angle of Tang Zeyu, it covered the "color" of half a bead of eyes finely and densely.

Tang Zeyu likes this color, which is a precipitative, unpredictable dark green, thick and ethereal, like a "tide" wet forest just after the rain, and a corner of mist that lingers for a long time.

On the sunny side, Gin's cold white skin was also slightly flushed with a little blood. This pale red also pressed against his cheekbones like a mist, and it seemed to be about to dissipate in a second.

Immersed in the evidence bag, Yu Tang Ze didn't notice this subtle change, if it weren't for the unexpected pause and silence.

Then Karasawa Yu realized: Maybe Gin was deliberately trying to let himself find out.

Male-friend-friend.

He chewed on the term repeatedly, and his heart suddenly felt like a honey bubble, and with a gentle poke of the tip of a needle, a sweet syrup gurgled out.

The empty title face, suddenly there is a corresponding person. The abstract objectification turned into reality, so he knew that this was a hugging and touching being, even if it was temporarily forgotten, the dark green eyes had always stopped behind him, like the stars above the rainstorm and the harbor in the storm.

He knew that he had no place to go, but that he had a place to anchor; The dust settled on the sense of certainty and steadfastness, but the tips of his ears suddenly burned red.

Gin hummed lowly, his gaze briefly twinked. When he looked up at him again, Tang Zeyu saw himself in those dark green eyes, intimate distance and gesture, like staring or kissing.

Ear tip. This skin that has no sense at all is desperately hot, breathing and heartbeat are short, and Tang Zeyu even has a slight difficulty breathing.

At first, he blamed these reactions on some kind of secret shyness, and then he realized that this body was not controlled by his current self, and the reason why he realized this was because he had this feeling of rapid heartbeat at that time.

Before his face burned with the tips of his ears, Tang Zeyu retracted his hand on the saddle and wrapped it around Gin's neck violently, burying his entire face in the neck socket, but he "exposed" the tips of his red ears, like a cat desperately drilling into a cardboard box, but leaving a tail outside.

So Gin chuckled lowly, "Enough fun?" ”

The low tremor of the chest cavity also passed down the body of the body, and Gin reached out to "rub" the back of his head, and patiently combed the black hair from the "mess" to the mess, and the heat of the fingertips was distinct, compared with the tips of the ears, but it was a little too cold.

"Go ahead," his hand slid down to his waist and nudged gently, "I'll wait for you." ”...

The darkness covered his expression, and he only heard Tang Zeyu's voice a little muffled: "Time is not in a hurry." ”

"Then wait one more time."

A strand of silver hair brushed the tip of his ear, and Gin seemed to raise his head, in the distance in the direction of the court.

"When you get out of there," he said, "everything should change." ”

"After all, it's a quasi-professional group," Tang Zeyu, "If you don't pay attention, how can you continue to go up?" ”

Gin's words paused, so Tang Zeyu laughed. He knew the hidden meaning of Gin's words, but he wanted to misinterpret it. He secretly lifted one, and sure enough, he bumped into Gin's helpless and conniving expression.

"Okay," Tang Zeyu rubbed him, "Isn't it easy to get rid of those media?" ”

He paused, then added in a low voice, "This seems like cheating." ”

Then he felt that low tremor again, and a slight smile appeared in the gin, but he asked him in a calm tone, "Isn't it?" ”

At this moment, Tang Zeyu's thoughts probably coincided inexplicably with his previous self, and a strange competitive spirit suddenly awakened, so he whispered: "You didn't blush last night." ”

"I'm sorry I still call you that," he said, pausing evilly, "a-na-ta-"

The syllables were not finished, and as soon as the Porsche door closed, Tang Zeyu was driven out of the car.

He looked at the dark car window and first rubbed his ears to let the temperature drop there.

"Don't listen to me, right," Immediately after, Tang Zeyu put his hands on the window frame, and pursued the victory unreasonably, "As soon as I faced the reporter I was interviewing, I found this clue, thanks to the help of my lover——"

The car window was suddenly rolled a little, the transparent evidence bag was thrown out together, and Gin's voice said: "You have five minutes left, the righteous Karasawa Police Department." ”

The window rose again, and Tang Zeyu smiled, and in the black "color" reflection, his expression was like that of a cunning cat.

"Well," he sighed regretfully, "then I'll go, Mr. Justice." ”

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