On the seats at the bar.

Gin has been sitting here for a long time.

His skin was almost as white as his hair, most of his face was obscured by a black top hat and bangs, and only his wolf-like gray-green pupils stared at the sherry in his hand.

"Ding Dong!"

The bell on the door rang.

Gin heard the sound and turned his head to look at the incoming vodka, followed by Roque.

The first thing Roque looked at when he entered the door was Gin's weapon configuration.

Well, Beretta, in general.

If it's a shotgun, the two can still communicate on an equal footing.

After all, if you get on the shotgun, then I can only use telekinesis.

Immediately after that, Roque looked at the surrounding environment, although the terrain was narrow, Roque could penetrate a wall and come and go freely, and it was not a big problem.

And Gin, which is known for its ultimate face blindness and poor memory, stares carefully at the roque of vodka for a long time.

The more he looked at it, the more confused he became.

The information on moonshine is only Rum, and the gin that has just been handed over has been seen.

The other party looks a little familiar, but he looks different from the information, but the smell of this body can't be faked.

Gin, who has been dealing with moles for a long time, is very good at discerning whether the other party is his own person.

Now his fake wine radar is not going off.

So is it disguised?

Gin looked at Roque with a cold face and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Vodka is stunned, isn't this person moonshine?

"Have a glass of gin." Rocques sat down in a chair against the door of the bar.

Then comes Roque's most honest episode, where he doesn't care about the truth and says, "I'm a cop now." ”

Gin raised an eyebrow.

Now the police? Meaning it wasn't before.

Or is he warning others to pay attention to his current identity, he doesn't want to reveal his current identity as a policeman, so he is disguised.

Thinking that only he and Rum had read the information, Gin stared at the vodka again.

The other party doesn't trust vodka?

Hum!

Vodka's stupidity doesn't need to be said, and Gin himself knows it, but Gin believes in vodka's loyalty. Although vodka often makes mistakes, the necessary forgiveness must be given.

"What did Akemi Miyano say in the Metropolitan Police Department?" Gin asked indifferently.

Gin didn't lose his vigilance against Roque, and he asked, his fingers getting closer to the gun on his body.

Roque noticed, but he didn't care: "Why should I tell you?" I'm a police officer now. ”

Gin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

Does the other party want to break away from the organization and go ashore?

One day is an internal ghost, a lifetime is an internal ghost, and it is not so easy to break away from the organization.

If it weren't for the fact that the two Miyano sisters were burning their eyebrows now, based on these words, Gin would have already shot the mouse in front of him with one shot.

"Vodka!" Gin's gray-green eyes looked at the stupid strong man on the side.

Vodka immediately understood, and took a bag of money from the backstage of the bar.

This is a means of buying moonshine, coercion and inducement, or cultivating it from a young age and sending it to other organizations.

This time, the bootlegging that broke into the police relied on inducements.

"I'm here for 7 million yen." Gin looked calm.

"Not enough."

"And how much do you want?"

"See how many you have."

Gin was stunned, and then immediately laughed angrily.

"Vodka!!" This time, Gin's gray-green eyes were even more murderous.

Frightened, Vodka's body weakened, but he still honestly carried two boxes of money out of the dark groove behind the bar: "We only have 60 million yen in this base." ”

"Bang!"

Before the vodka could hand over the box, Gin pressed one hand on the box, and he sneered and said, "I can give you the money, but I want to hear the information first!" ”

"I can give you the information, but I have to get the money first."

"You want to die?" Gin's smile gradually retracted, and he was about to lose patience with this moonshine.

Roque smiled softly, "It's you who want intelligence." ”

Gin didn't say anything more, just stared at Roque silently, and the bar fell silent for a moment.

The vodka on the side suddenly looked a little cramped, and he quietly took out his gun, for fear that a shootout would start if he didn't agree.

"You're excellent." Gin regained his composure and said in a calm tone.

"You're also rich."

Roque pulled the crate out from under Gin and began to light the bills one by one.

With the principle of a successful transaction, Roque said, "Akemi Miyano has applied for witness protection, and the FBI will send someone over." ”

Hearing the FBI, Gin immediately frowned.

He looked at Roque, who was counting the money, and felt a little comforted in his heart, lamenting that the money was not spent in vain.

"Do you have any questions, who will take over Akemi Miyano?"

"Yes."

Gin's gray-green eyes made the killing intent even stronger: "Who is it?" ”

Gin is looking forward to a name.

But Roque didn't respond to him directly, but went through all the money in his hand, and then said slowly: "This is another price." ”

Gin smiled, he didn't intend to wait for the name of the "silver bullet" to spit out of the other party's mouth.

He's going to kill this greedy ghost who sits on the ground first!

"What's the use of asking you for so much money?" Gin asked with a sneer, his hand pointing directly at the grip of the gun.

What's the use of asking for so much money?

What a stupid question.

But Roque still thought about it seriously, touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and spat out a few words from his mouth: "I like to splurge." ”

The bar fell silent.

Okay, good, splurge, right?

For the first time, gin was popularized like this, "vodka!! ”

Vodka had been preparing for a long time, and immediately aimed the gun that had already been drawn at Roque!

But before the trigger was pulled.

"Ding Dong!"

Just as the three of them were moving, the door of the bar was opened again, and the bell on the door sounded.

"I'm sorry, someone called the police on the way just now, and asked me to send the thief lying on the ground back to the police station, this is also to avoid revealing my own identity, I hope you can forgive me-huh?"

Yu Tsubuda also looked at the situation at the bar and was stunned.

The silver-haired man was supposed to be his future boss, Gin.

The one sitting across from him counting the money was—

Isn't this the labor star of our Metropolitan Police Department, Roque of Miwako Sato's lifelong enemy of the defense line!

I didn't expect you to betray the Metropolitan Police Department with thick eyebrows and big eyes!

Yuya Tsuboda's arrival suddenly broke the pattern in the bar, and Roque glanced at the other party and probably knew what was going on.

And when Gin saw that he looked exactly the same as the one on the information, he immediately understood everything.

He was no longer as comfortable as before, but immediately took Beretta out of his arms and aimed it at Roque.

"Who the hell are you?"

Roque also quickly put all the money in the box, and after checking it just now, there were no bombs in the box.

I don't know if the vodka is stupid and wrong, or if the bomb maniac Gin is kind.

But Roque felt that it was more likely that he was afraid that he would accidentally detonate on the spot, so he sent the three of them to heaven together.

"I said it earlier, I'm a police officer."