Chapter 63 IF Extra: The King's Game at the Winery (Part 1) Punishment...

Falling valley zero.

After graduating with the highest score in the police academy, he was soon assigned to work undercover in the Black Organization after joining the public security department.

He knew very well what kind of behemoth he was facing.

It's dark and dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll fall into the abyss and be completely shattered...

Toru Amuro glanced around cautiously. He received the message to gather. Not only him, but also Hiro, Black Label and Lei arrived before him.

When he asked Vermouth indirectly, he only got an ambiguous answer from the woman, who just said that he would know when he got there.

"Don't be nervous, Bourbon." Vermouth's light and catchy laughter came from the receiver. He was used to being immune to the other party's occasional mysteriousness. Or rather, he was the same. "It will definitely surprise you."

After saying that, without giving him a chance to continue testing, the other party simply hung up the call.

Amuro Toru's expression was unclear, and he tightened his grip on the phone.

He secretly raised his vigilance, wondering if the organization was making some major move...

Standing in front of the meeting place, Toru Amuro did not move for a long time.

No matter what filth he had to face, he would do it as long as it helped liberate his country from the organization's control.

Amuro took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, and he raised his hand to knock on the door.

It was as if someone had been guarding the door, and soon the door was opened from the inside, and the light from the box overflowed through the gap.

The other person was standing against the light, and Amuro Toru recognized the identity of the person in front of him at a glance because of his familiarity with Morobushi Kagemitsu.

He looked at Scotland, but Zhu Fujingguang just shook his head at him vaguely, then took a step back, indicating that he could come in.

……What's the meaning?

Due to insufficient information, Toru Amuro was unable to read the specific meaning from the look that Yukunran gave him.

Shake your head…no?

He walked into the box with his head down, without showing any clues, but he was actually brainstorming in his mind.

No danger?

Or... is the situation so complicated that it can't be conveyed through eye contact?

Scotland closed the door behind him. The lights in the box were dim, and he looked over, but his heart sank when he saw what looked like a flock of crows.

He was not surprised that Gin and Vermouth were present, but even Chianti and Cohen, who were rarely seen in the organization, were there.

What on earth is this...

Toru Amuro first looked at Gin, who was usually the one in charge of the mission, hoping to get some clues from him.

Gin raised his hand to push down the brim of his hat, then he looked at Vermouth. She only gave him a bright smile that didn't reveal any message.

The fog in Amuro Toru's heart grew thicker instead of thinner, his eyes sweeping over the vaguely irritated Chianti and the expressionless Cohen.

His gaze finally paused on Fushimi Kyoji's face, who was staring at him with bright green eyes.

Fushimi Kyoki turned around excitedly and said to Gin, "Including Bourbon, we have enough people now."

Amuro Toru's eyes moved slightly, and he pondered her words in his mind.

Number of people.

Including himself, there were already nine codenamed members on the scene.

A collective action of this scale, unless it's some kind of large-scale terrorist attack...

Fushimi Kyoki unfolded the playing cards in his hand and excitedly suggested, "Let's play the King Game!"

Toru Amuro:......

Amuro Toru turned around coldly and closed the door: "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave for now."

He is a fool for struggling in front of the door for a long time.

The Black Organization must be absolutely, absolutely destroyed!

…

In the end, he was pulled back to make up the number.

"Bourbon--" She grabbed his sleeve like a child pestering an adult to buy a toy, trying to stop him from leaving with her own weight, but it was of no use and she was dragged away step by step.

If I walk out like this, I will definitely be embarrassed and be watched by others.

Amuro Toru stopped.

"This is my lifelong request!" Fushimi Kyoji immediately clasped his hands together, and with a small movement that everyone could notice, he raised his eyes to glance at his face, and then closed his eyes again the next second.

...Although it was weird to play an ordinary drinking game with a group of criminals, it was still better than killing people.

The thing he couldn't understand the most was,

Gin!

Why would even you comply with such a boring request for Black Label Whisky!

He slowly glanced at the people in the box and thought that the game should be able to proceed normally without him.

Why did you specifically call him?

"I feel like Bourbon is good at this kind of game?" Fushimi Kyoji said uncertainly, clearly recalling, "Yesterday I saw you and Ms. Sachiko playing dice. The loser drank. Ah, I didn't expect your luck to be so bad, Bourbon. You've lost so many times..."

"That's for the mission!" Toru Amuro interrupted her to prevent her from revealing more details.

Thanks to his special desensitization training, he has developed excellent psychological qualities, so even if his current colleagues see him using beauty to seduce his targets, he will not feel embarrassed, which is a controllable emotion.

"Bourbon..." Fushimi Kyoji stared at him and pointed his index finger at him, "Your face suddenly became..."

He grabbed the other person's hand and gritted his teeth: "I know."

Seeing that participating in the boring game was almost a foregone conclusion, Amuro Toru accidentally caught a glimpse of Lei sitting alone in the corner, and suddenly felt that it might not be so boring.

"Black side." He suddenly called out to Fushimi Kyoki. Seeing him looking at him, his tone was mixed with a hint of threat, "Yesterday's mission..."

That hateful face was confused at first. If he hadn't been specifically reminded, he might have forgotten that his plan had been disrupted, causing him to have to climb over the wall in the middle of the night to steal the documents from the target.

"I can pretend that never happened," Amuro said slowly. The other man's attentiveness, stripped of his personal emotions, made him seem less repulsive. "Only if you cooperate with me and teach Lei a lesson in the next game."

Fushimi Kyoki nodded thoughtfully: "Should I use a gun or..."

Toru Amuro:......

He doesn't mind either.

"Do you know the rules of the King's Game?" Although it seemed like an unnecessary question, based on his understanding of Black Label Whisky, he still needed to confirm it.

Fushimi Kyoji raised his index finger and answered impatiently, "Everyone draws a number card. The person who draws the king card can command the others to take action. The designated number must obey the king's orders unconditionally!"

...Although the rules are like this,

I always feel that letting this guy be the 'king' would definitely be a disaster.

A total tyrant.

"Good girl." Amuro Toru was not stingy with his praise.

"Bourbon..." The other party's reaction was not as happy as when he received Gin's affirmation. He tilted his head, thinking and recalling, "The tone is similar to when he treated Miss Sachiko..."

ah.

It turns out that he is not as slow as he thought.

There was no trace of embarrassment or awkwardness on Amuro Toru's face. He took Fumi Kyoji's hand, lowered his head and leaned down. Before his lips touched the back of the other's hand, he raised his eyes and smiled gently: "If you can always maintain your value to me, I don't mind treating you like this."

Fushimi Kyoji seemed to understand something and returned to sit next to Gin and Vodka.

Amuro Toru only asked that, while she was the 'king', she should try to choose requests that would embarrass Lei.

As for how Toru Amuro knew Lei's number, he did not tell Kyoki Fushimi.

"What did Bourbon talk to you about?" Gin didn't take his eyes off Amuro Toru, and paid some attention to her.

He didn't care about the closeness of the relationship between the two people and asked casually as usual.

"To exchange feelings." She answered vaguely.

Gin tilted his head, silently waiting for an explanation.

"You'll understand when you reach my age." Fushimi Kyoki said in a deep voice.

It was Gin who was her age: "..."

What crazy things are you talking about again?

Before the game actually starts, prepare the punishment props.

Not wanting to fulfill the king's order to drink all the drinks/wine added by everyone.

Rye opened a bottle of rye whiskey and poured it in.

Scotland also chose its own code name. Vodka warned, "There's also the risk of drinking it later. You can mix some drinks in it. If it's all strong liquor..."

Fushimi Kyoji and Chianti stood on either side: Tun tun tun…

Vodka swallowed back the last part of the sentence, "It's easy to get drunk."

Should I remind Fushimi and Chianti that the ignition point of that barrel of wine is almost as high as gasoline...

"Tsk, are you thinking you're mixing some kind of alcoholic drink?" Chianti retorted disdainfully. "Of course, punishment should be unpleasant."

It’s not good…

When it was Toru Amuro's turn, he thought about it in his mind, took out a bunch of bottles and cans, and poured them into the liquid that smelled strongly of alcohol!

"Sugar, soy sauce, miso, vinegar...try these, Rai!"

The pupils of the eyes behind the Vodka sunglasses trembled: It's just a mess!

Moreover, did he just hear someone's dark thoughts?

Where do these seasonings come from?

The punishment drink...or you could call it another kind of soup is ready.

Everyone gathered in a circle and the King's Game began.

"It seems that I have good luck." Vermouth smiled and showed the joker card between her fingers.

The big star's beautiful and sharp eyes swept across everyone's face with interest, as if she was selecting the lucky audience members who caught her eye.

"Then... Number 4 will be fine."

After taking in the changes in everyone's expressions, Vermouth simply said out the chosen number and tapped the joker card with her bright red nails.

"Choose the person you like the most to kiss."

Fushimi Kyoji had confirmed his number, but before he could figure out who was number 4, he saw Gin suddenly stand up, use his empty wine glass to scoop out a glass of liquid from the ominous-looking liquid, and drink it all in one gulp.

Wow…

As one of the parties involved who knew how much good stuff he had mixed in, Toru Amuro couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

——I must die suddenly after drinking!

It’s hard to tell what Gin feels from his face, his eyes are clear and his steps are still steady.

He walked back to his seat but didn't sit down.

Looking down at Vermouth beside him, he coldly ordered: "Change position."

Vermouth was not surprised by Gin's reaction and stood up obediently without caring: "Yes~ Yes~"

Chianti muttered 'bland', clearly disappointed with the lack of punch in the gin choice.

Fushimi Kyoji couldn't understand the conversation between Gin and Vermouth. Vodka came closer and whispered to her, "Vermouth must have seen Big Brother's cards."

oh!

Fushimi Kyoji understood.

Gin probably wouldn't want to kiss vodka.

Looking at Gin, who looked perfectly normal, she became even more curious: was there really nothing wrong with Gin's taste? His reaction was so bland!

"Those things settle at the bottom, and the stuff on top is just the wine."

He sneered briefly, and his dark green eyes that were always alert were now a little lazy. He inexplicably felt that Gin was in a good mood at the moment. The spicy and mellow taste of alcohol mixed together, and when they were close, Fushimi Kyoji beside him could also smell it.

"idiot."