Chapter 340: It’s Okay Not to Stay in This House

Amuro Toru currently does not have Vermouth's mobile phone number. But as far as he knows, Vermouth and Gin have a pretty good relationship.

Moreover, Gin has many part-time jobs, including some personnel authority. After Vermouth comes here, she will definitely contact him. Therefore, Gin may know what Vermouth is doing recently and whether she has nothing to do and persecutes innocent underage members of the organization.

After entering Gin's phone number, Toru Amuro pressed the dial button without any burden, without any guilt that he was taking up the organization's labor.

Being able to bother busy Gin made him feel better +1.

The phone rang several times before someone picked up.

Gin's voice came, accompanied by the rustling sound of flipping through a diary: "What's up?"

He really is working all the time... Fortunately, there are not many people like him in the organization. Amuro Toru was a little worried at first, but he soon felt relieved.

"Jiang Xia has lost contact. I suspect he is in Belmode."

Amuro Toru skipped the reasoning process and directly stated the conclusion, and habitually added a provocative sentence:

"You all have the same idea when searching for Shirley. When you can't find her, you take it out on irrelevant members. Is it because you don't know where to start and you're embarrassed to sit there doing nothing, so you have to use this kind of ineffective labor to fill the empty time so that you can have the illusion of being very efficient?"

Gin said coldly: "Bringing back Shirley is the mission of all cadres in Tokyo, including intelligence officers like you who have taken a lot of funds from the organization but have never found a single hair of Shirley - are you qualified to use this matter to mock me?"

He was halfway through sneering when he suddenly remembered that a lot of the money that went into Bourbon's pocket was earned by him with great diligence, and his smile gradually disappeared.

But soon, Gin discovered that from Bourbon's tone, Uzo was still an ordinary member of the organization in his eyes... It seemed that Uzo had really listened to his previous advice about "keeping his identity confidential".

Gin still remembers Bourbon's mockery of him for not having a good eye for people.

And now, Uzo's existence just proves who the people who lack vision are.

Thinking of this, Gin's lost sneer returned a little. It was a pity that Wu Zuo had not grown up yet, and it was not the time to tell Bourbon. No one knew whether Bourbon would abandon his integrity and run to snatch his subordinates after knowing the truth. After all, with Wu Zuo's identity as a "famous detective", it was convenient for him to kill people secretly and gather intelligence.

After another two years, I will allocate funds to let Uzo open an independent detective agency, move out of Bourbon, and completely break away from this short-sighted intelligence agent...

Wait, what did Bourbon just say, that Uzo lost contact?

Gin subconsciously responded to the colleague who was causing trouble and focused his thoughts on the business.

In his opinion, this matter is not a big problem.

Even if Vermouth disliked Uzo because of Shirley, she would at most betray her teammates when they were on a mission together, and would not kidnap and kill them directly. Now she suddenly did this, maybe because of some other things, she was interested in Uzo.

Of course, no matter what the reason is, it is inappropriate to take people away directly.

Thinking of this, Gin ignored Bourbon's request for Vermouth's contact information and hung up the phone.

Then he personally sent an email to Vermouth, warning her to be careful.

…

At this moment, Vermouth had no time to check her mailbox.

She took the things she had taken from the cleaning room and her own handcuffs and returned to Jiang Xia's room. She went straight to the bed and grabbed one of his hands.

——She planned to lock Jiang Xia up here for a few days, and during this time, quickly find out the information she needed.

He was just about to pull up Jiang Xia's hands and cuff them, but when he pulled, the hand that was on the bed didn't move at all.

“……?” Vermouth was startled, and suddenly realized something, and quickly raised her eyes to look to the side.

The "drunk" Wu Zuo had opened his eyes at some point and was looking at her faintly: "What are you going to do?"

"..." Vermouth thought of Jiang Xia's beating, and her other hand reached for the electric shock device secretly. She smiled and said, "Of course, I'm going to investigate Gin's mistakes at work. Before I find out the truth, I don't want you to go and tell on him."

Jiang Xia guessed Vermouth's true purpose.

Originally, he thought that it would not matter if he delayed here for a few days, since there was a large supply of new and fresh murderous auras, and he could also go out and pick up ghosts under a vest.

However, soon his eyes fell on a strange object beside the bed - it was what Vermouth had just brought in.

If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be a common occurrence in hospital inpatient departments...

Urinal?

Jiang Xia: “…”

Jiang Xia: “…”

...What a pervert! He didn't even plan to get the hostage out of bed, but wanted to use this kind of thing to trick him!

...As expected, all the organization cadres have no bottom line! !

Vermouth followed Jiang Xia's shocked gaze and couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

The kid is so shameless, I haven't even invited him to mix drinks yet...

But now is obviously not the time to talk about this.

While Jiang Xia was distracted, Vermouth's eyes changed slightly. She suddenly raised her hand, and the stun gun in her hand made a series of crackling sounds and quickly stabbed Jiang Xia.

Originally, Vermouth thought that it would not be difficult to knock down a drunk high school student.

Unexpectedly, before she touched anyone, her eyes suddenly blurred and she felt a sharp pain in her wrist as she was hit hard by Jiang Xia.

Belmode hissed in pain, her wrist went numb, and the stun gun slipped out of her hand. She didn't have time to pick it up, so she lifted her legs and propped herself up on the bed, barely dodging Jiang Xia's attack, then somersaulted and landed lightly.

——For Vermouth, this should have been an extremely easy move.

However, the excessive alcohol intake hindered her performance. Vermouth's balance was not as good as usual. As soon as she stepped on the ground, her vision became dizzy. In this short moment, Jiang Xia turned over, swept by the fierce wind, and slashed at her neck with a knife.

Vermouth instinctively moved sideways to block, and the hand finally hit her forearm. Half of her body went numb, and the handcuffs she was holding slipped uncontrollably and were caught steadily in Jiang Xia's hands.

Immediately afterwards, her collar tightened and she was thrown into the air and hit the ground beside the bed.

Although Vermouth couldn't see what she looked like at the moment, the sudden feeling of weightlessness made her quickly understand the situation she was in. Jiang Xia's swinging action was not unfamiliar to Vermouth - it often appeared in the precious footage of "Uzo beating people" she had seen.

Uzo seemed to like to knock people down like this, then step on the ground and slowly hit them with a stick. This process was actually quite scientific. Once you fall to the ground during a fight, you will indeed lose all your advantages... and at this time, Vermouth was unfortunately in this dangerous situation.

She gritted her teeth, curled up her body, protected her vital parts, and planned to turn over and get up as quickly as possible after falling.

But before her spinning vision could refocus, her wrist was tightened, and Jiang Xia grabbed it and pushed it to the head of the bed. Then, there was a click of metal closing.

“?!”

Vermouth looked over suddenly and found that the situation was instantly reversed compared to a few seconds ago - Uzo had handcuffed her hands firmly to the bed frame.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xia pulled the towel next to him and tied it tightly around Vermouth's hands to prevent her from quickly escaping from the handcuffs.

"You..." After the brief fight, Vermouth stared at Jiang Xia with an ugly expression. She couldn't understand why Wu Zo could still be so agile after drinking so much.

Jiang Xia was victorious. He stood up with a sigh of relief and kicked the urinal away. Then, as the urinal rolled away, he looked down at Belmode and quickly guessed what the woman was thinking.

Jiang Xia didn't intend to reveal his secret of being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, so he put on a kind but murderous smile: "Have you heard of drunken boxing?"

Vermouth: "..."

She looked up at the ferocious Wuzo standing in front of her, with cold sweat faintly oozing out of her back, but she still maintained a stubborn smile on her face, refusing to admit defeat. At the same time, she secretly turned her wrists and struggled, pretending that she was not panicked at all.

Jiang Xia lowered his head and looked at her for a moment, seemingly struggling over how to deal with this malicious guy.

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly thought of something and turned to the side.

Vermouth was a little confused at first, but then she became alert - on the floor over there was her bag, which contained a gun, poison, fishing line... In short, there were countless ways to create a "murder in a closed room" or "natural death"!

She recalled the "Uzo murder cases" that Gin had shown her, and her smile finally became difficult to maintain. Vermouth struggled to wipe off the towel on her hands so that her fingers would become flexible and she could break free from the handcuffs.

However, Wu Zo had just tied a bunch of knots mercilessly, and the toughness of the fabric made it difficult for her to do so.

(End of this chapter)