For the second week, I became a vest monster

The other two people present naturally also heard the sudden laughter. Vodka froze and cursed inwardly, but they didn't dare to turn their heads.

Gin looked at the two gleaming silver handcuffs on the two wrists, and looked down at Vodka slightly: "Are you looking at someone, or are you being a cellmate with him?"

"Maybe he just wants to take a vacation? After all, there are still too many things that he needs to do. If it doesn't go smoothly, what about me?" Asakawa Sora yawned and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. , half-truth made a joke.

"None of your business." Vodka retorted, watching Gin go over and throw the key back, and quickly undo the shackles on his hands.

"I just feel sorry for your big brother." Asakawa Sora shrugged, "But from a certain point of view, he has a good vision to find such a loyal subordinate."

Gin seemed to take this as a mockery, and said calmly after hearing the words: "I can't compare to Rum, but I can look up to Sauterne."

Vodka didn't choose to chime in this time.

"Of course the prisoner's words are just a kind reminder, I still want to live." Asakawa Sorayo tugged at the heavy iron chain, "You probably won't choose to go with us, right? Or do you also have an exquisite disguise technique? "

"Evidence." Gin took off his coat and handed it to Vodka, sat on the opposite sofa and lit a cigarette.

The pale yellow light reflected in Asakawa Sorayo's eyes, like two moons in the sky, soft and mysterious: "On the painting."

Gin took a deep look at him.

The smile on the corner of Asakawa Sorayo's mouth was calm, and the brows were full of determination.

"Say."

"I didn't bring a painting." Sora Asakawa reached out his hand, "A painting called "Newspaper", if you reimburse the courier fee, you can get it in three days."

"Two days."

Asakawa Soraro thought about Nakai Kano's wild style of painting: "Two times faster."

Vodka pulled out the gun for the gin.

Asakawa Soraro's upper body leaned back slightly, resting his pillow on the soft sofa, with his hands casually resting on his knees, looking unmoved.

The mobile phone was thrown into the young man's arms.

"connect."

What Sora Asakawa entered was Nakai Kano's contact information, which Gin must know.

[Please send the picture of "Newspaper" somewhere. 】

After typing this paragraph, he raised his head and glanced at Gin: "What's the location?"

"Put it on the train from Tokyo to Miyagi."

Asakawa Sorayo typed and sent the words as he said, and then consciously handed the phone back to Vodka.

It is not good news for Asakawa Sora that Gin can tolerate such presumptuous behavior.

This kind of tolerance is unique to the dead.

Nakai Kano couldn't help frowning after receiving the news, and after thinking for a while, she only asked Akai Hideo to take some things on the train in a day or two.

"Two days later?" Akai Hideichi checked the train schedule, and this train happened to run every other day, "We can put things on the train tomorrow, so that the duel can be brought forward when the information is handed over, and the response should be more adequate Bar?"

Nakai Kano was not stingy about expressing his appreciation for the plan, but he did not agree: "Your words make some sense, but unfortunately I don't have any suitable paintings here."

Akai Shuichi was silent for a moment: "Even if there is no one, can't you choose to use other paintings to fool it?"

"If we think this way, the guy who is tireless and cautious must believe it. Fooling will only make him believe that we are lying, and that person may really be in danger..."

The speed of Nakai Kano's finger tapping slowed down.

If Asakawa Sora chose to confess to Gin, or Gin found out that Asakawa Sora was Matsutani Ya, then this handover would become a conspiracy against her—as long as Asakawa Sora was willing to give up what remained in her hands. This person and the intelligence in her hands.

After all, with a younger brother who is powerful in the organization and dedicated to maintaining it, it doesn't seem too difficult to give up what he insisted on.

She let out a shallow breath, moved her fingers to relieve the coldness, and calmed down: "Besides, if we really did something during the handover, with that person's suspicion, he would immediately suspect Asakawa Sora. Hehe, you wouldn't want to turn your former boss into a murderer so soon, would you?"

There is no need to be fearless, just trust your eyes and your heart.

The painting can be handed over to my sister—it just so happens that she has been busy with some things recently and hasn't visited her.

This is a meeting that is worth cherishing every time.

Two days later.

Akai Hideichi took the painting onto the train, stuffed it into the interlayer reserved in advance on the wall of the toilet, did not go with the car, got off the car and left.

Missing the opportunity to prepare first, it would be unwise to choose to do it at this time.However, since the person code-named Sauterne at the time expressed his unwillingness to exchange intelligence for cooperation, there may be subsequent firepower conflicts.

In his heart, he didn't want to choose this plan. Although the benefits were not small, it was too risky for Asakawa Sora.Although Asakawa Sora's attitude was not good when he got along with him, as far as he observed, he was not a heinous person.

For the sake of the help he has received, he doesn't mind leaving a path to light for Asakawa Sora after all the dust settles.

But among the two people who have the power to decide, one doesn't care about the safety of his partner, and the other doesn't care much about his own situation, so they reached a consensus early on.He can only obey the decision.

When it comes to fighting alone, he still has confidence.

Vodka carried the paintings sent back by his subordinates to the safe house, and lifted the curtain covering the paintings: "Brother, it won't be a problem if you get it so easily?"

"If you can get it normally, it means that this guy is not lying." Qin Jiu took a look at the gray painting with distorted and chaotic shapes, and moved his gaze to the young man beside him.

Asakawa Sorashiro actually confirmed the previous speculation - this painting is very similar to the picture he saw in Nakiya Kinano's room, only the details are different.

It is impossible for Nakai Kano not to give the information this time, so the painting at that time must have wanted to leave other news besides this time after the subsequent secondary processing.

If you compare the different places...

Huang, Twilight, Bie, Kan—this is the message Nakai Kano left on that painting at that time.

Asakawa Sorayo's heart tightened suddenly, and he almost immediately focused his suspicions on Renye Karasuma, who had declared to be dead already.

time...death...

"Information?" Qin Jiu's cold voice woke him up from his trance.

"Use a knife, please, to tear the edge of the picture frame apart—it's in there, please be careful, and don't hurt the picture."

Vodka picked up a knife and pried off the edge of the picture frame, and handed it to Gin without looking at the contents.

Gin took the paper and looked at the catalog on it, a murderous intent flashed in his dark green eyes.

This piece of paper listed a bad plan that Rum had carried out. He planted an important member of the organization as an undercover agent and designed to kill him.

And that person's code name is—Glanwitt.

The evidence sufficient to prove the existence of this incident was listed one by one, and some news records that could not be directly used were attached to the paper as evidence.

The gin almost crushed the paper, and the smile on his face was like a ghost.

"This handle is good, but it's a pity that it doesn't impress me enough."

Nakai Kano's tentative intention to put this thing is clearly revealed.It is impossible for her to only have this bit of evidence, but she just put the part related to Glenwitt in front of his eyes, just to tell him - I know your relationship with Glenwitt, and I agree to have yours handle.

He hated the way the man used Matsutani's attitude - besides, she was also one of the masterminds that led to the man's death.

"This is just a part of sincerity." Asakawa Sora pointed to the main body of the picture with the frame removed, "But I think you should have seen it, so I didn't specifically remind you."

Qin Jiu looked at the painting, and slightly suppressed the overflowing murderous aura.

"In this case, the laboratory is up to you."

In fact, Asakawa Sora had no idea what Nakai Kano had left on the painting—he was not Nakai Kano's younger sister, and he didn't know her habit of hiding information.

He gambled that Gin could know the message that Nakaju Kano left in the painting, and also blocked Nakaju Kano's investigation of him in order to survive.

He could even guess what the information in the frame was, which made Gin so emotional.

But he couldn't confess, because Asakawa Sora was going to die after all, and if he went back and snatched it back, wouldn't that be torture?

"Can I bring a partner?" The black-haired young man nodded, and made even more excessive demands.

"If someone wants to bet your life with you, I have no reason to stop it." Gin Jiu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

Asakawa Soraro smiled: "Thank you for your concern."

As for the follow-up cooperation, let Nakai Kano and Gin discuss it in detail.

What Qin Jiu said was just to put forward a certain condition in advance. Even if he came out of the laboratory alive, he might not escape death.

He can't let Akai Shuichi fold in the laboratory, and he can't let Nakai Kana be suspicious of Akai Xiu.

If his prediction is correct, the biggest source of danger in the laboratory is the murderous gin.

At this time, it was inappropriate to think of Aso's honest words.

There will always be times when a person is powerless.

But he couldn't give another bad farewell—fate loves surprises, and surprises are never predictable.

Gin brought vodka into the inner room, and soon after Vodka went out, he took him into the car and threw him into the shopping mall in the center of the city. Of course, he didn't return the phone.

"Wait, at least you have to give me some fare?" Asakawa Soraro opened the car door and took it back before his feet landed. "Or contact Sauterne for me?"

Vodka chose to give money.

Asakawa Sora returned home, pulled out one of the spare machines, and sent a message to Akai Shuichi.

"The new boss is not as generous as I am? There is a risk-free and high-reward job here, are you interested?"

Shuichi Akai responded quickly: "No gambling, no investment, just speak up when you have something to say."

"Ah, then, help."