Chapter 25 Chapter 25 It’s not a good habit to casually be close to your relatives…
The staff came hurriedly and were about to find their hiding place. If they were found carrying sniper rifles, even if they were not the murderers, they would be suspected.
When the time comes and we bring them before the police, they won’t be able to explain themselves even if they open their mouths a hundred times.
An You grabbed the corner of Scotland's clothes and subconsciously asked for help: "What should I do?"
A shadow enveloped An You, a body suddenly approached, and the soft breathing was so close.
A slightly apologetic voice sounded in my ears, "Well, we probably need to kiss a little bit, pretending to be a young couple, to confuse the past. I hope you won't be angry."
An You was shocked: "Huh?"
No, this is a joke!
Before I could resist or express my dissatisfaction, I was pushed against the wall.
Breaths intertwine, scents blend, and gentle currents flow around you.
He smelled the unique scent of sea salt again, cold, salty and humid, as if it was trying to drown him.
She cupped his cheek with her palm and rested her forehead against his.
In the darkness, the soft touch of her lips reminded him that this was no illusion. Nor was it an illusion.
The reality was that he was being kissed by Scotland.
I knew I should push her away, but there was a voice in my heart saying, "A little closer, but it's not enough."
The most terrifying thing is that during the intimate behavior, he seemed to be affected by the smell on his body. The closer he got, the more irresistible he became.
My body was actually trembling with longing, like a fragile flower in need of sacrifice, its entire strength exhausted just by blooming. After receiving the rain and dew, it trembled even more.
No matter how much you resist in your heart, you will be dragged into a deeper abyss.
Like a drowning person, falling into the endless deep sea little by little.
A staff member passed by and saw two hazy figures entangled, so he stopped and thought it would be impolite to explore further.
The footsteps faded away, and An You pushed Scotland away. Surprisingly, he didn't push.
What was going on? While he was struggling, Scotland's hand moved to his back, wrapped around him and walked deeper into the room.
An You couldn't see the road clearly, but was still being pushed. He stumbled and almost fell. The palm behind him gently controlled him and led him to a pillar.
The cold touch made An You shiver.
"Shh, they will come back, don't make any noise."
A numb voice was close to his, and in the darkness, a small breeze blew past the corner of his mouth. It was Scotland, he was closest to his lips.
My peripheral vision swept past the doorway, and a dazzling white light poured in. Someone was discussing at the doorway, "You just said there were two more people here."
"Well, it should be a young couple. I don't know when they came in."
"Is there anyone else? If there is, please come out."
"Forget it, let's go in and take a look."
The two men continued their search. As they approached, An You was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and almost cried out. Two thin lips pressed against him, catching the exclamation that was about to escape his lips and turning it into a whimper.
"Hey, it's so dark here, they should have left. Let's go back first."
"Let's go, let's go."
After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard the sound outside, and Scotland escaped lightly and quickly.
Just like everything that happened just now, it was just forced by the situation.
An You gasped for breath. Her scalp felt numb and bursting.
It's fucking crazy, the adrenaline is so high.
He actually kissed a man, and that man was his best brother who took the best care of him. Is there any trust left in this world?
An You wiped her mouth, full of resentment: "In Scotland, the custom of casually kissing relatives is not good!"
Scotland lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry, this is an emergency. If we don't do this, our situation will be very dangerous."
His apology was so sincere that even An You couldn't find any flaws. After struggling for a while, she just angrily warned him, "Be careful next time!"
Although he felt uncomfortable, Scotland had a good sense of apology and never dragged his feet. Even if An You was extremely dissatisfied, he would still consider the timing.
Scotland said solemnly: "Let's go, the police will take over and find the suspect. They can't find us. It won't be a problem to get out."
She felt awkward at first, but when she reached the restaurant, An You's anger had mostly subsided, leaving only curiosity.
The place Scotland was talking about for dinner was actually a high-end restaurant with quite high costs.
An You whispered, "Scotland, do you really want to treat me to such an expensive meal? Do you have the money?"
Scotland chuckled. "Of course, my salary in the organization is still considerable. Supporting someone like you shouldn't be a big problem."
An You was furious: "What? Brother, if you invite me to dinner, then dinner is fine. What's the point of saying I'm your wife? I'm not your wife! I don't need you to support me!"
Scotland just smiled: "Okay, I'm just treating you to a meal."
An You followed Scotland in. The reason for eating was to celebrate the success of the mission. When choosing dishes, An You checked a few items and left the rest to Scotland.
While he was having a late-night snack, even though he had already eaten, the hard work just now had already consumed most of his energy.
An You looked around and found a familiar figure with short blond hair and chocolate-colored skin. Under the light, he was wearing a well-tailored gray suit.
His usual indifference subsided, he became polite, and instead presented a certain deadly tension.
A strange woman sat opposite him, and the two were talking in low voices.
An You poked Scotland and said, "That person looks familiar."
"It's Bourbon. He should be gathering intelligence."
An You: "Bourbon is from the intelligence team"
Scotland: "He is good at gathering intelligence, disguise, insight and a keen sense of smell. He is a rare talent."
An You was jealous: "The intelligence team is so lucky. We are working hard outside, while he eats and drinks lavishly. He also has dates with beautiful girls."
Scotland laughed, "It's not that easy. Intelligence teams need to get in touch with people and gain information through social interaction, which isn't always enjoyable. The other person has the information Bourbon wants."
"Huh." An You didn't believe it, and listened quietly while waiting for the meal to be served.
An You's eyes frequently fell on the two of them. Bourbon's temperament was outstanding, and he had a strong mixed-race look. He amazed everyone at first sight. Few people would not be impressed by such strong handsomeness.
But he didn't want to look at the man, the beauty opposite was still prettier. An You held her face in his hands and admired her.
The soft long hair flutters in the air, creating a strong atmosphere. The professional attire paired with high heels is simply too beautiful.
When the female customer stood up, her body swayed, and An You followed her with his eyes. However, as he was watching, he was caught by another gaze.
The blond man's sharp eyes were fixed on the man.
Eyes met, silent pressure.
They were discovered, and An You quietly avoided sight.
It has nothing to do with him, just let him eat it.
The sound of footsteps approached, and Bourbon came over and glanced at him, "Why are you and Scotland together?"
An You: "Can't we have dinner together?"
Bourbon said coldly: "Of course, it's not appropriate."
An You: "It's the end of the mission now, we can move freely. You can't interfere with our leisure time."
Bourbon's face darkened, "You're still on a mission together."
An You: "Of course I have to help with the Scottish mission. Don't try to bully him, he's my friend. I don't tolerate workplace bullying."
Bourbon looked at the person he was talking to again and again. His young face still had a childish look. He was probably still in school age and followed the old rules. Courtesy, friendliness and solidarity.
I'm not lying, my eyes are moist and bright, and my whole body is slender and fragile, like a pure flower, untainted by dust.
It's naive of you to want to stand in front of others when you're clearly so weak.
But can pure white flowers really bloom in a sluggish land?
Bourbon smiled, but there was a coldness in his expression.
An You is actually quite timid and he is not good at dealing with smiling tigers.
This kind of person is good at disguising himself, mixing truth with lies, and it is difficult to understand his true emotions. Most of his methods are cruel, like selling people and having others count the money for him.
Compared to people who show their emotions clearly, An You instinctively dislikes getting along with him.
The person holding a gun in front and the person holding honey on the surface but actually holding a knife on the back, the latter is obviously more terrifying.
People who are good at socializing are always popular in social circles and are often good at getting hold of other people's weaknesses quietly.
Victims often don't realize when their financial resources are being drained away, and even finding loopholes to retaliate is difficult.
Although he seemed very confident, he was actually nervously buttoning his cuffs.
"Bullying in the workplace, huh? If I really did that, what could you do?"
Bourbon pressed his palm on the table and slowly moved closer, close enough that he could clearly see his subtle expressions. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his sharp eyes stared at An You.
The coldness in those purple-gray eyes almost seeped out and turned into physical needles, pricking everyone.
An You was startled, her eyelids twitching, and she felt uneasy for the first time.
This strong sense of unease and the inexplicably heavy air made it hard for him to breathe.
An You stared at the other person blankly, her mind blank. She instinctively wanted to avoid the conflict, but then she thought of Scotland.
Scotland was very kind to him, gentle and calm, and often took care of him. He was also willing to take him on missions and treat him to meals.
It would be tragic if Scotland had to face the crisis-ridden workplace alone because of me.
We can't just let it go like this.
Suddenly, a sentence popped up, "You can't do this."
Bourbon: “Hmm?”
An You mustered up her courage again and said, "That's right, I won't let you get what you want. If you bully Scotland, I will fight you. I've practiced Tai Chi and I'm very good at it. I will definitely defeat you, the bully."
Although it's an optional physical education course in college, it's not very useful, but at least the name is a bit intimidating.
The coldness on Bourbon's face melted away, as if he had heard something lovely. "Really? Then I'll wait for you to defeat me."
Another sound of footsteps approached, and Scotland came back after paying the bill and walked towards the table.
A refreshing voice sounded, "What's wrong with you two? Your aura doesn't seem right."
An You stood up quickly, blocking Scotland's view. "Nothing, we just met and had a quick chat."
"Really?" Scotland looked over Anyou's head. His height couldn't cover anything.
Bourbon leaned against the table, his face expressionless.
An You: "Let's go home."
"good."
Scotland picked up his bass bag. Although the three people had different destinations, they all had to go to a fork in the road.
An You stayed close to Scotland the whole time, fearing to have an intimate interaction with Poppen. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't afraid, after all, he looked ruthless enough.
Passing by Beihu Square, Scotland and Bourbon saw a familiar figure. Their faces changed. It was not a good thing to meet a classmate at this time.
Bourbon: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Scotland: "Sorry, Anyou, I think I drank too much water just now. I'm going to the bathroom too."
An You turned around and said, "You two, okay, I'll wait here."
After everyone left, An You was playing with pebbles out of boredom when he heard someone calling his name.
An You searched the crowd for a familiar accent until his shoulders sank and a pair of arms came up to him, and then he reacted.
Turning around, a handsome and elegant face appeared, radiant with energy.
Hagiwara Kenji: "Xiao Anyou, why are you here?"
"My friend and I just finished dinner and passed by here."
"So that's how it is. By the way, did you experience any sequelae after returning home?"
An You shook her head: "No, I recovered a long time ago."
Hagiwara Kenji: "I see. Since you have nothing else to do, then you should spend more time with us. I haven't seen you since you went home. I've left my contact information. Remember to chat with me more often."
An You: "Communication, oh yeah, I almost forgot."
In the corner, Scotland and Bourbon leaned against the wall, Scotland said helplessly.
"Stop bullying him."
Bourbon: "Just kidding, who would have thought he wouldn't be scared."
Scotland: "He's just a student who just came back from abroad and doesn't know anything. There's no need to probe him too much."
Bourbon: "Kid, a 20-year-old kid? He's only two years younger than you. He's not to the point where he needs you to pamper him."
Scotland: "That's because you haven't had any contact with him. Don't you think he's very friendly?"
Bourbon spread his hands: "To be honest, it seems not."
Scotland sighed. "Don't always be prejudiced against him. In fact, if you get to know him carefully, you will find that he is a good person."
Bourbon: "You've been with him for quite a while, so be careful not to leave any evidence behind. Be careful he might backstab you in the end, and become a real-life version of The Farmer and the Snake."
Scotland didn't reply. He didn't think so himself, but continuing to discuss this topic with his friend might make him wary.
Bourbon noticed the situation across from him. His classmate was talking and laughing with his arm around Anyou's shoulder. "Hey, that's him. He knows Hagiwara Kenji."
A chill ran through my heart. How could they know each other? Did they discover their identities and come here to test them?
But that shouldn't be the case. That person doesn't have a grasp of the core of the organization at all, so it's impossible to find out. Moreover, they have long since hidden their names, and rarely meet with their peers. Their contacts are even rarer, so it's impossible to find out their identities.
The last time they contacted each other, they also made sure that they were in the deep mountains and valleys, and all obstacles were blocked by them. A suspicious guy like Gin was not around, so no one could see through them.
Feeling the biting cold, they waited for An You to return. Only after they saw that man leave did Bourbon and Scotland come out.
Bourbon: "Just now... have you been waiting alone?"
An You shook her head, "No, I met a friend and chatted with him for a while."
Bourbon feigned surprise: "Friend?"
An You: "Yes, I just returned to Tokyo and was kidnapped. The first person I met who saved me and took me to the hospital was a police officer. He was very kind-hearted."
Bourbon: "Really? You stay with the police, so you don't have to worry about him finding out your identity and arresting you."
An You: "No, I always abide by the law, why are you arresting me?"
“…”
Nothing to say turned into Bourbon.
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