Chapter 17: This Damn Desire to Win

When I called out the code name, the blonde young man sitting there was slightly stunned, and then quickly smiled: "I think this is the first time we have met, right?" ”

"Hmm." I answered, went over and pulled away the chair next to Belmode and sat down against her, resting my elbows on the table, resting my cheek with one hand, and said lazily, "The information you used to enter the organization passed through my hand, so remember." ”

And the memory is still relatively deep - because the other party's appearance is more eye-catching.

A dark-skinned and light-haired mixed-race child with a lot of memory points, and my memory is very good, so I naturally remember it all at once.

However, I have to say that Bourbon himself is not very photogenic, and he is better than the photo.

It could also be a temperament problem. The sense of oppression and the slightest sense of danger in my own person will make people can't help but take a few more looks.

However, Belmode definitely did not come to recognize someone when she called me over, and she did not say that a third person was present before she came......

I looked at Belmode with a puzzled look. The other party smiled at me, probably seeing my doubt, and explained lightly: "I happened to bump into it." ”

Well...... That is to say, I was scheduled to meet alone, and then Bourbon came to find someone to have something to do, so I ran into it?

Forget it, it's none of my business.

Although I don't want to meet newcomers, Bourbon is not a newcomer either, and the probability of being an undercover agent with such a dazzling appearance should be relatively small...... Anyway, there won't be any intersection after that.

I thought about it for a while and felt that it was nothing, so I communicated with Belmode: "What about the information? ”

Belmode took a brown paper envelope from his pocket, held it between his index and middle fingers, and handed it over.

I took the envelope, opened it on the spot, quickly read the list, and stuffed the letter back to Belmode: "Understood, I will help, but there is no guarantee that it will be absolutely completed or that I will do my best." ”

After all, this is not my task, and I will not refuse to move for the sake of Belmode's face.

"Got it, just promise to help confirm it." Belmode was also used to my disclaimer, and the smile on his face tended to be helpless, and he took the envelope with one hand, and instead of stuffing it back, he took out a lighter and lit it.

The envelope was apparently specially made with an accelerant, and in an instant a bright flame ignited, and tongues of fire quickly devoured the paper.

She let go and put the paper in the ashtray at hand.

After doing this series of things, Belmode looked at me again, and his tone was still a little teasing: "Are you still in a cold war with Gin?" Need some advice? ”

"There was no Cold War. And no, I know very well that no one can give me any advice. ”

I waved my hand and rejected the other person's "kindness". After all, no one but me and Gin Boss himself could understand what our relationship was all about, and it was certainly impossible to give advice. I don't think Belmode can give useful advice either - after all, she didn't take down the gin boss either!

Of course, I can't say it directly, and if I say it directly, it will be more troublesome if Belmode has a desire to win.

Thinking of this, I slowly added: "Besides, I haven't seen Boss Gin much lately, so I'll go to Shirley's side later." ”

Hearing this, Belmode raised his eyebrows, counted his chin with his slender index finger, sighed, and smiled: "Speaking of which...... I haven't rewarded you for agreeing to help this time. ”

As soon as she had said that, she suddenly leaned in, reached out and pressed my hand on the back of the head, and kissed me on the cheek.

I struggled symbolically, and after she let go of me after kissing, she raised her hand and wiped the kissed place with the back of her hand, frowning, "Don't do this, what if you leave a lipstick mark for Shirley to misunderstand?" ”

Belmode had a smile on his face: "Isn't that better?" ”

…… Also, Belmode has always disliked Shirley, and it is said that she still hates Ya and Wu, and she hates the Miyano couple very much.

No, is it because of the mention of Shirley, does the result really arouse the other party's desire to win? What kind of holiday does Belmode have with the Miyano family? This is also an unsolved mystery.

After I was silent for a few seconds, I pointed to the third person who had been watching the play and didn't speak: "Don't be like this, you see that there are still outsiders, what if Bourbon misunderstands that all the girls in our organization are Ji Ji?" ”

Bourbon obviously didn't expect him to be here, and after a few seconds of silence, he put on a smirk and brushed himself off: "Don't worry about me." ”

"Then you still have to worry about it." I looked at the time and got up, "You guys should have something else to talk about, right?" Then I won't bother you. ”

I looked at Bourbon and casually said goodbye: "Nice to meet you, your hair color is pretty and I like it." ”

After saying that, I didn't wait for anyone to reply, and walked directly to the door.

As he walked, he took out the makeup mirror from his bag and looked at it, and continued to raise his hand to wipe the lipstick marks on his face - not that he was really worried that Shirley would be jealous, but it was a little too noticeable. It feels like coming out of the closet as soon as you go out.

But...... Belmode's request for help is not difficult, and it is a convenient problem.

"It's not dangerous, but you need to use that identity......" I rubbed my cheek and sighed, "Forget it, it's time to put that vest on the line." I wonder how Nana's friends are doing now......"

***

At the same time, on the other side, in the bar————————

The dim light of the bar exudes a soft glow, and the various bottles and glasses on the bar are also slightly tinted, and the low jazz music makes the whole atmosphere soothing and relaxed.

And the atmosphere between the two people sitting at the bar seems to be the same.

Bourbon shook the glass slightly, and the ice cubes in the glass hit the surface of the glass, making a crisp sound, and the cold air flooded from the surface of the glass, condensing a thin layer of mist.

He looked away from the water droplets on the surface of the glass and looked at the silver-haired woman beside him.

Belmode wore her long, waterfall-like white-blond hair, and even though her bangs were partially obscuring her face, she was in a good mood and ordered with the bartender at the bar: "Angel's kiss, please." ）”

Bourbon looked at the wine that the bartender took out from the bar, and suddenly had a guess about the identity of the black-haired girl just now: "That is cocoa?" ”

Angel's Kiss is a cocktail based on cocoa, Belmode's own usual drinking is always a spirit, and suddenly ordering such a cocktail that is completely unsuitable for her taste and personality, then the identity of the person just now can be imagined.

To be honest, Bourbon had only planned to look for Belmode this time, and it was a surprise that he would meet other members of the organization, or members with code names that he hadn't met before...... And he is the one who has often heard rumors before.

During the period of stay in the organization, as an undercover agent of the Japanese public security, he rushed to inquire about the news as much as possible, especially as an intelligence group himself, Bourbon had long heard the name "cocoa". Of course, there are not only many rumors about the other party, but also varied, and some even reveal a few separate spectrums, and Bourbon does not find it credible.

However, with today's play, he can determine a few rumors.

The first point...... Cocoa himself has an unforgettable memory, and has more than 50% of the organization's intelligence content in his head - although the second half is not clear, the first half can be seen from the fact that Belmode immediately wrote down the information given to her, and Belmode was very relieved and would not raise objections to destroy the information on the spot;

The second point...... The relationship between the other party and Gin can be glimpsed from her conversation with Belmode. Thinking about Belmode's attitude and the kiss just now, it feels like the relationship may even be more complicated than rumored.

"Ah, Bourbon, you're seeing her for the first time, aren't you?" Belmode held up the bullet glass in front of the table - the standard cup for the angel's kiss is the bullet cup, which uses cocoa as a base, squeezed with white cream and garnished with a cherry. The reason why it is called "Angel's Kiss" is because the red cherry on the cream resembles the kiss marks left by an angel.

This is a small dessert wine with a low alcohol content, a sweet taste, and a focus on appearance.

Bourbon also raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this: "Well, although it is the first time I have seen a real person, I have admired the name for a long time before." ”

It's true.

After all, although Cocoa Liquor himself is quite a technical nerd and doesn't like to meet newcomers, and the social circle is fixed and narrow, because it involves someone, and the big events that happen are more memorable and outrageous, it ranks among the top three gossips that everyone likes to discuss the most.

"Hmm...... That kid is really the center of the conversation. Belmode tilted his head to look at the blonde youth beside him, "What's your impression?" ”

Bourbon smiled and commented, "Judging from the appearance alone, it is indeed a sweet wine as its name suggests." ”

The black-haired girl herself is a tall and gaudy type, but her facial features are not sharp, and her overall temperament is not sharp when she laughs, and it looks like she has a sweet feeling that is not aggressive.

When Belmode heard this, he glanced at him and said, "Don't beat that child's idea, it's advice." ”

Bourbon's expression remained unchanged, his lips opened slightly, he smiled slightly, and his tone revealed a sense of rivalry for no reason: "What? Because she's your little baby with Gin? ”

Belmode did not deny this, retracted his gaze, and the curvature of his mouth deepened a little: "It's not wrong if you want to say that." ”

Bourbon didn't ask any more, his gaze returned to the wine glass in his hand, and his eyebrows were lowered to hide his thoughtful expression.

Let's not talk about Belmode...... Regarding the relationship between cocoa and gin, he heard no less than five rumors.

Although everyone tacitly acknowledges that the relationship between the two is not ordinary, and emphasizes that Gin has an almost pathological absolute protection for cocoa...... But the interpretation of the relationship between the two is very different.

Some people say that this is psychological manipulation PUA, some people say that Cocoa Liquor itself is a witch who will secretly engage in curses and drop her head, and some people conspire to say that Cocoa itself has a great value so Gin does that, and some people say that the existence of Cocoa Wine is Gin's retribution...... In contrast, the theory of the cultivation of the light source and the theory of true love is so normal that it seems unremarkable.

When Bourbon heard these statements, he went from "I didn't expect people like Gin to have such a hobby" to "It sounds so fake, it can't be acting" to "Although I don't know what the truth is, eighty percent of the people who spread this have a grudge against Gin".

Have you ever seen a real person in cocoa...... Bourbon felt that the truth was not being explained, but rather becoming more and more confusing.

But it doesn't look like there's an answer from Belmode's side either.

Bourbon naturally shifted the subject: "Speaking of which, what do you let cocoa help you with?" Is it related to the task on my side? ”

"Nothing." Belmode laughed, "Just ask her to help find out a little bit about the inside of the Metropolitan Police Department." ”