Vol 20 Chapter 2: There is a mouse

Xie Chen wanted to say something, but he realized that in front of Mao Lilan, all the words had lost their inherent function as words, or the meaning of connecting words and words had disappeared from there.

Xie Chen sat on the chair, staring at his hands, thinking about the dim moonlight outside the window, where the blade that went into his chest was there.

Just when Mao Lilan finished washing the tableware and was about to leave with Xie Chen, there was a bang in the lobby of the villa.

At the same time as the sound came, Xie Chen immediately ran into the hall, and then showed a helpless smile.

In the bright hall, Dr. Aka sat on the ground covered in dust, with something similar to a rocket launcher on his back.

"I think you should get up too." Dr. A Li touched the back of his head and smiled: "How about it, so be awake."

During the time when Mao Lilan was treating the wound on the top of his head for Dr. A Li, Xie Chen sat on the swivel chair and smiled and asked, "What kind of experiment are you doing this time?"

"Sure enough, do you really care?" Dr. Aka said, touching the rocket launcher behind him.

"not at all……"

"I really can't do anything with you, you have said this, I will tell you." Dr. A Li picked up the rocket launcher and said: "Private mobile rocket!"

Xie Chen's mouth trembled and smiled helplessly.

Dr. A Li continued: "After this is completed, there will be no traffic jams, I will become a rich man, and accidents will not occur, and I will become a rich man."

"But isn't that bad?" Xie Chen said, "Isn't that the same thing as a missile?"

"What are you talking about? What the old man does is safety first. It was just a coincidence."

Dr. Aka slapped the rocket launcher in his hand, searched, and flew out again.

"This item is not saved..."

At this time, it suddenly rained outside.

Just when the rain is about to increase, inside a pub in Ebisu Street, Tokyo.

At the end of the tavern counter, a sturdy man with sunglasses, wearing a black suit and hat, was sitting, shaking an empty wine glass in his hand.

"Sir, do you want to continue drinking?" the bartender came over and asked.

"Vodka." The man in sunglasses raised his head and said in a low tone: "Don't come here if you don't."

The bartender was taken aback for a moment, immediately brought a glass of vodka, turned and walked to a position a little further away.

But having said that, the bar environment is not noisy, not everyone is yelling, on the contrary, this is a casual bar, the environment is warm and elegant, the lighting is not bright, but soft, and the sound volume is also Smaller.

Although far away from the bustling city center, this shop is not simple.

The piano music of a certain well-known person flows slowly in the stereo. When the song was played for the third time, a middle-aged man with slightly curly hair pushed the door and walked in.

"The rain is really heavy." The middle-aged man walked towards the end of the counter while flapping the raindrops on his body. "The weather forecast is really inaccurate, just give me a drink."

The bartender nodded, and the middle-aged man sat down beside the vodka. After the bartender brought the wine, he immediately turned and left.

Seeing the bartender walk aside, vodka tapped the table with his fingers, and the middle-aged man took out an envelope from his arms and placed it in front of him.

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He didn't even look at the vodka, and took the envelope directly into his arms.

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Don't you need to confirm what's inside?"

Vodka snorted and said: "If it is a fake, I will only take your life." Then, he took out the paper bag that he had prepared and put it in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man opened the paper bag. Inside was a thick stack of banknotes. After taking out the banknotes, he said, "Then I have to confirm it."

"up to you."

After the middle-aged man quickly counted the banknotes, he raised his mouth and said: "The confirmation is complete, there is nothing wrong, and then what is the next job?"

Vodka didn't answer, so the middle-aged man looked at the wine glass in front of him and continued: "Tentatively, let's learn about the content of the next job."

"Then do you know?"

Just as the middle-aged man had just picked up the wine glass and was about to put it to his mouth, the man's icy voice suddenly came from beside him.

The middle-aged man turned his head stiffly. A man wearing a black trench coat and long silver-white hair had not known when he had already sat in the seat next to him. His smooth and white face showed a sharp and angular coldness.

"Gin..."

"Recently there seems to be a mouse turning around the organization." Gin tilted his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man, and slowly said, "What do you think?"

The wine glass in his hand began to shake, just looking at each other for a moment. The middle-aged man seemed to have fallen into an abyss, his eyes were cold and fierce, like the immortal ice and snow on the top of a distant mountain, as if he could kill people casually. Look.

"No..." The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "I don't know, I haven't heard of this."

Gin moved his gaze to the empty counter in front of him, and slowly said, "That's it."

The middle-aged man immediately said, "Is the next job asking me to find that mouse?"

"No."

The middle-aged man put the wine glass down again.

"I still have a clue about the mouse." Gin said.

The middle-aged man frowned, then stretched out again, smiled with a trembling mouth, sipped a glass of wine, and then said: "This wine is really good, what wine is it mixed with?"

"Rum." Gin's thin lips burst into a cold smile, "Cointelegraph, a little lemon juice, this is the wine called the end."

Gin's gaze moved to the middle-aged man's face again, and the weird smile was like a glimpse of wandering under the sea.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, put down the wine glass hurriedly, and walked out.

"Then...then I will ask you if you have another job next time."

After watching the middle-aged man walk out, Vodka suddenly said, "Is that all right, brother? Just let him go, he must be the mouse."

"It's okay." The corner of Gin Wine's mouth filled with a colder smile.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a car explosion outside the door. ..

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