Chapter 45 Chapter 45 A Shura Field with Many People?
Sitting quietly in a bar, An You hugged his dog and idly scrolled through messages on his phone. Not long ago, he contacted Zhu Xingda because he needed to complain about something.
Zhu Xingda readily agreed to the appointment and is currently waiting anxiously for his arrival.
The meeting place was set at a bar, not because he liked it, but because he felt it was more suitable for confidential conversations.
This slightly dim underground bar gave him a sense of secret security and was perfect for discussing topics that could not be said directly.
So, An You sat on a high stool, waiting for Zhu Xingda. The puppy in her arms jumped down restlessly. An You cried out and jumped off the stool after it, "Wangcai, come back."
In just a blink of an eye, he couldn't find the puppy. The underground bar was too dim, giving people the illusion that they would get lost at any time. Fortunately, the little white dog's fur color was very obvious, and it could be distinguished even in the dim light.
Then he saw the puppy jump into the arms of a young man. From behind, he saw the man with short black hair and a slim-fitting black suit. Beneath his rolled-up cuffs were wrapped white bandages. He looked like an office worker working through an injury. He looked miserable.
Next to the young man was another talented young man, but he had short red hair.
The two men were sitting very close to each other, chatting with each other, of course it was mainly the black-haired man who was talking, and the red-haired man was listening.
"I don't know what the leader is doing in a place like this. Even if he wants to expand his influence, now's not the time. His own foundation isn't even solid, yet he's already focused on the underworld in other areas. I'm the one who's been busying around."
The red-haired man advised, "Perhaps the leader has his own ideas."
When the dog jumped onto his legs, the man was visibly shocked and even stopped raising his glass.
An You was worried that the dog might scare him, so she patted his shoulder hurriedly, "Young man, are you okay?"
The young man turned around, his iris-colored eyes filled with shock, "Huh?"
An You took the opportunity to see his facial features clearly and was immediately shocked by his handsome appearance. He also had bandages wrapped around his eyes, but his overall facial features were delicate and fragile, easily breakable and sharp, exuding a dark and sadistic aura.
What's wrong with wanting to kneel?!
An You came back to her senses after a brief dizziness, "Sorry, my puppy ran over to you."
The man with the bandages looked down at the little thing nestled on his legs and said with a teasing tone, "It's not your fault~"
The young man's exposed skin was also cold and pale, and under the yellow light, the blue veins were particularly conspicuous. He lowered his hand and stroked the puppy's head. "What's your name?"
An You: "My name is An You. Wait, are you asking for the dog's name?"
The bandaged man was stunned, a half-smile still on his face. "What an interesting misunderstanding. So what about this cute little dog? Is his name also Anyou?"
He reached out and pinched the puppy's ears, but Wangcai acted particularly close to it at this time.
Even his master was ignored.
Staring at the bandaged man, he always felt as if the other party was calling him a dog, but he had no evidence.
An You: "No, it's called Wangcai, and An You is me. Do you understand, Bandage Man?"
Hearing this name, the young man couldn't help laughing, "Wangcai, it's a nice name, but..."
He deliberately prolonged his tone, "Bandage Man is not a nice name, you can call me Dazai Osamu."
"Good, sweet."
Dazai Osamu leaned forward. Although he was sitting, he gave off a sense of authority, as if he was in a high position, in control of everything. "So, Anyou, what are you doing here?"
An You was stared at by those iris-colored eyes. Although she knew she shouldn't talk too much with strangers, she couldn't help but say a few more words, as if a knife was on her neck. "Uh, it's something personal."
Dazai Osamu did not delve into it further.
His wrist bones were so delicate that he felt like they would break if he wasn't careful. He picked up the little white dog from his lap and handed it to An You, "Here, your little dog. Don't lose it again next time."
"Thank you." An You grabbed the puppy and retreated with a smile.
On the way back, An You heard a familiar voice in the slightly noisy environment. The voice was sweet and warm.
An You looked in the direction of the voice, but couldn't find the person who spoke. Could it be that he was hallucinating? He seemed to have heard Bourbon's voice just now.
However, the bar he chose was quite lively, so it shouldn't be such a coincidence that he would encounter Bourbon.
An You carried the puppy back to their original position, "Chuchu, Wangcai, let's go."
In the crowd, a blond young man wearing a waiter's hat saw An You's back from a distance. He wondered why this young master came here. The bar was not the place for him.
After giving the drink set to the customer, he followed An You to the corner near the door. It was a relatively hidden corner, just blocked by the bar. No wonder he didn't see him at first.
Bourbon, also known as Amuro Toru, walked up behind him and quietly placed his palm on Anyou's shoulder. Anyou shuddered, "Who?"
He almost jumped out of his chair. He was really easily frightened. Although he thought so, he still put his palm on his shoulder to suppress the child who was about to do a sit-up.
An You turned around and her eyes were dazzled by the familiar short golden hair. The person in front of her was so familiar. He was even chirping just now. She shouldn't have met him, but it turned out to be him.
Bourbon.
Bourbon was wearing the clothes of a waiter, and the black and white vest set off his tall figure. Although we all know that clothes make the man, he would look twice as good as before if he changed his clothes.
But every time Bourbon changes into new clothes and equipment, he gives people a refreshing and eye-opening feeling.
Ultimately, it's all about the body itself, the perfect head-to-body ratio, the slim waist and long legs, the slim-fitting uniform, the blonde and dark skin, and the contradictory desire to expand, showcasing taboos and desires to the fullest. Damn that sexual tension. Who wouldn't envy it?
When Bourbon was working as a waiter, his temperament was obviously more gentle, like a piece of sweet honey cake, exuding a warm and soft temperament.
An You was half-twisted, and when he turned around, he expressed his shock, "Bourbon!"
"Shh, my name in this out-of-town operation is Amuro Toru, so stop calling me by my code name."
An You: "Oh, Amuro Toru, why are you here?"
Bourbon didn't answer his question. Instead, he bent down and placed his hands on the edge of the chair and table, trapping Anyou in the corner. Although this half-enclosed posture made it look more like he was wrapping her in his arms.
Bourbon narrowed his eyes. "Rather than asking this question, I need to ask you this. This is a bar, you know."
An You was frightened by the oppressive feeling beneath this gentleness and subconsciously said, "Well, I'm an adult."
Bourbon: "You're an adult now, so what? You haven't already been drinking the alcohol here?"
An You's breathing hitched, and she whispered, "I haven't had time to order yet."
Bourbon: "Then don't order it. You're still young."
Oh, really? But he is really an adult, how can he be a child?
The tone of prohibiting him from drinking, treating him as a minor and keeping him under strict supervision to prevent him from going astray is really not much different from that of Scotland.
An You didn't say anything. Perhaps because he saw that he was dazed, Bourbon softened his tone and said, "I'll get you some milk later. By the way, I haven't asked you why you are here."
An You: "Oh, I have an appointment with a friend. It's not appropriate to meet at home, so I decided to come here to chat."
Bourbon nodded. The kid had very few friends, so it would be good for him to interact more with the outside world. He probably made new friends outside. After all, he was lucky to even know Kenji Hagiwara.
Seeing that he was about to leave, An You called him back, "Wait, I still need to order a glass of wine. My friend needs a drink, and I'm here to treat him."
Bourbon looked around and asked, "Your friends haven't arrived yet?"
An You: "No, I'm waiting for him here."
Bourbon: "I'll prepare whatever he wants to drink in advance."
An You: "Well, I don't know what he likes. I'll ask him when he comes."
After Bourbon left, An You touched his chest and was almost scared. He had been hugging the puppy tightly to gain a sense of security. Now that Bourbon was gone, An You immediately picked up the phone and called Zhu Xingda.
"My dear, have you arrived yet? It's been so long now."
In fact, it was only twenty minutes since he last called Zhu Xingdai, but he felt like the days had passed like years.
"Here you are, at this speakeasy on the corner, right?"
"Yes, hurry up, I'm in the little corner around the entrance."
A bell rang outside the door, and An You heard heavy footsteps. He looked at the entrance and finally saw a young man wearing a knitted hat and with long flowing hair. He was not carrying the bass box disguised as a sniper rifle on his back, but came empty-handed.
An You waved and said, "Here, look here. I'm here."
Moroboshi Dai walked up the short staircase and paused to take in the overall decor. The lighting inside the bar was a warm golden color, dim yet allowing one to clearly see faces up close. Soothing music played, helping to calm the mood. He looked for a moment and commented, "The ceiling is a bit low, but even a closed space can provide a sense of warmth."
An You waved, "Who asked you to comment on this? Come and sit down."
Zhu Xingda had a calm temper. Upon hearing this, he just walked over slowly and came to An You with a step of his long legs.
Standing opposite was Moroboshi Dai, a black-haired man with a calm and composed expression.
The black-haired man asked, "Why did you contact me suddenly? Is there something wrong?"
An You nodded, "Sit down, I'll buy you a drink."
Zhu Xingda glanced at An You, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and prepared to leave. His tall figure looked a little stern under the light. "If it's just a drink, then forget it. I have other things to do."
There was no pause in his steps.
An You slammed the table, angrily saying, "Stop, Zhu Xingda, you are my employee now. I am asking you to stay as a young master."
An You has always been soft-hearted and would not tolerate toughness. If anyone tries to be tough with him, he will definitely not be happy. Besides, he is a distinguished player and a young master. Who can and who dares to go against him?
Even the key NPC couldn't do it, but fortunately Zhu Xingda was very good at judging the situation.
Zhu Xingda stopped and turned to look at him, "I understand."
The sound of footsteps was heard, and Zhu Xingda sat down next to An You.
An You nodded. He sat down beside Zhu Xingda, petting the puppy in his palm with a bright smile. "Zhu Xingda, I actually wanted to thank you. Last time we met, you helped me predict what would happen in Scotland. I didn't expect it to come true."
Zhu Xingda's forehead hurt a little when he heard this. "That's not a prediction."
It was just based on real-life observations. After all, anyone with a little more social experience, or more experience in love, would be able to spot something unusual. It was just that I had more experience than this young master, so I could see it more clearly.
An You paused for a moment, "It doesn't matter whether you can predict or not. Anyway, you are very good at judging people. I really need you to help me with advice again."
Zhu Xingda was slightly surprised, "Me?"
An You nodded, "Yes, it's you. I think highly of you. After all, you have a very sharp judgment of people."
Zhu Xingdai didn't say anything, but just tapped the empty wine glass on the table, and the glass made a crisp sound, as if agreeing with what he said.
"about……"
Before An You could finish his whisper, he felt a chill on his back, as if a ghost was standing behind him.
…
An You turned around suddenly and saw the blonde Bourbon again as expected.
But this time, he brought a plate of fruit. Bourbon glanced at Moroboshi Dai, his expression suddenly changed, and there was a strong sense of vigilance in his eyes.
Bourbon put his hand on An You's chair and asked with a smile, "Is the person next to you the friend you were talking about?"
An You: "Well, it could be, and it could not be."
Thinking about what I learned from my own investigation and observation, An You really doesn't have a very obvious ability to distinguish between good and evil, then it can only be Zhu Xingdai's problem.
Bourbon sighed, "You don't need to make close friends with a friend like that. After all, you never know what evil intentions he has."
Zhu Xingda suddenly said: "We were just drinking and chatting together."
Bourbon narrowed his eyes and stared at Moroboshi Dai: "Oh, you are in a good mood, Moroboshi Dai. It seems that your mission has been completed."
Zhu Xingda: "Of course. After all, I don't have Bourbon. You, as a formal member, are more favored by the organization."
An You felt that Bourbon seemed to have a subtle hostility towards Moroboshi Dai, although he didn't know where this malice came from.
But at the moment, the atmosphere is a bit weird, the two people are tit-for-tat, as if they are having an eye contact and a fight.
An You was stuck in the middle and didn't dare to say a word. He always felt that if he said a word, he would be blasted into pieces.
Help, someone feed me peanuts.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, but finally, due to the tight deadline, Bourbon relented and said, "Zhu Xingda, right? What would you like to drink?"
Moroboshi Dai: "Give me a glass of whiskey."
Bourbon left first, and An You immediately asked Zhu Xingda, "Tell me, is there any conflict between you and Bourbon?"
Zhu Xingda glanced back at him, his hand casually placed in his pocket, his tone still cold, "I'm not interested in wasting time arguing with that guy. We didn't get along very well on the previous mission."
An You: "No wonder, you two are always so sharp in your words when you meet, and I don't even dare to interrupt."
Zhu Xingda: "You don't need to get involved, this is a personal grudge."
An You: "Don't worry, if you and Bourbon start a fight, I will stay away from you."
After a while, the blond waiter came over with a tray and dumped a glass of whiskey heavily on the table. Bourbon smiled, but his tone became dangerous and strange, full of sarcasm. "Whiskey, some people have probably been coveting the reputation of whiskey for a long time, and I don't know what despicable means they plan to use."
Zhu Xingda didn't say anything.
When it was his turn to hand the drink to An You, Bourbon bent down deeply, smiled warmly, and obviously slowed down his movements, placing a glass of pure milk next to An You's hand.
"A glass of pure milk, please enjoy it slowly."
Here comes the face-changing master!
Zhu Xingda looked at his whiskey and Anyou's milk and couldn't help but remind him, "You are an adult, right? You don't drink alcohol, but this?"
An You didn't have time to speak.
The table was hit, and Bourbon glared at Dai Moroboshi with an angry look on his face that said, "Don't let others be bad if you learn bad things yourself."
"I prepared the milk for him. Do you seem to have a big problem with it?"
Zhu Xingda's expression was calm and composed: "How could I not know that waiters have this right?"
Bourbon sneered, "I'm not like some people who have a lot of bad habits themselves and try to influence good children and teach them bad habits."
Zhu Xingda took the whiskey from the table and took a sip. "Really? I don't think it's a bad habit. Besides, he's an adult and has his own judgment, right?"
Bourbon: "The environment affects the individual. Even the best people will be affected in their judgment when they meet unconventional people."
An You: It’s not right to stop the fight, but it’s not right to run away either.
An You: "Stop arguing, stop arguing, it's just drinking, I can learn it!!"
A sharp gaze was cast towards An You, and now it was An You's turn to feel uneasy. Bourbon stared at him for a while, "You are quite studious?"
An You: "Just so-so." It's a little hard to tell what he's like.
Bourbon's palm fell on An You's shoulder, squeezing his shoulder, not lightly nor heavily, but his presence was frighteningly strong. For some reason, his palm was frighteningly hot.
Bourbon took a deep breath and smiled, "Drinking is bad for your health. You know that, right?"
Being deeply stared at by such gentle eyes, An You couldn't help but shiver. It was so strange, so weird. Why was he suddenly looking at her with such loving eyes?
To save my ears.
To prevent them from continuing to discuss whether or not she should drink alcohol and whether or not she would develop a bad habit, An You also took her drink from the table and said, "Okay, okay, I'll change. From now on, I'll prefer to drink milk."
Interrupting two people who were about to continue arguing with each other.
Seeing that he was not averse to drinking regular beverages, Bourbon showed a gentle smile on his face, with a sense of relief that his educational philosophy was accepted by a good child.
Only after Bourbon left did An You finally come out of his sullen, pretentious demeanor. It was strange. Why was he so afraid of Bourbon? He was clearly the young master of the organization.
Moroboshi Dai: "You seem a little afraid of Bourbon."
An You shook her head. "I'm not afraid of him. I'm just letting him do what he wants."
Zhu Xingda: “?”
An You: "Well, we did have some minor disagreements in the past, but I don't hold grudges. Plus, he gives me the impression that he's quite cunning. That makes me hesitant to act rashly."
Zhu Xingda: "What does it feel like?"
An You: "It's like that. If you smoke, drink, or chat in front of him, you'll definitely get beaten to a pulp."
Zhu Xingda was speechless and choked: "..."
It seems that I am also someone who cannot empathize with him. Forget it, there is no point in saying more.
An You: "I just mentioned Scotland. You know, I really didn't expect that he was also an invisible gay."
Zhu Xingdai gave a brief "hmm", as if to indicate that he was listening.
An You followed his affirmation and continued, "We used to have such a good relationship. I really liked his personality, he was gentle and kind, and I even wanted to be friends with him for life. But he actually did what you said and had other ideas about me. I can accept that, but of course I can't!"
Zhu Xingda: "So, you two broke up?"
An You scratched his head. "It's not really a breakup, I just moved out of his house."
Zhu Xingda: "Where are you going after that?"
An You: "I'm going to join Brother Gin."
Zhu Xingda stopped drinking and slowly turned to look at An You, with a subtle flash of surprise in his eyes. "You...are connected to Gin?"
His voice was low and had a hint of danger in it.
An You nodded slightly: "Yes, he is very nice to me."
When Zhu Xingda heard the name Gin, his eyes grew even colder. He didn't seem to like Gin very much either, and snorted softly, "Don't be so naive. Gin is not a pushover. He must have his own reasons for being nice to you."
An You: "I was just about to complain to you about Gin."
Zhu Xingda: "Hmm?"
An You told Zhu Xingda the whole story, "Brother Gin's personality is cold and weird. When he's in a good mood, he throws his bank card at me, and when he's in a bad mood, he pinches my face. I was tortured by him so badly."
"Besides, sometimes I suspect he wants to kill me." An You lowered his voice.
Moroboshi looked over in surprise. He agreed with what was said before, but killing the young master of the organization shouldn't be necessary. Not to mention how he would face the boss later, he might even be pursued by the organization. Besides, Gin was not the kind of person who didn't understand things.
An You was still immersed in doubt. He grabbed Zhu Xingdai's hand and said, "So I came to you because I hope you can be my little brother and protect me. Don't worry, if you are a good little brother of mine, you will not be short of benefits. You can choose any code name for the organization."
Zhu Xingda was silent for a rare time. He had not been in the organization for long and all aspects were still under investigation. The action team did not seem to trust him very much. Given his credibility, it might not be easy for him to get a code name.
Before he got the codename, all the missions he could get involved in would be insignificant, which would be detrimental to his intelligence gathering.
He was still struggling with whether to use some other methods, such as using the beauty trap and contacting Mingmei for an introduction. Although Mingmei had helped him once out of guilt, he needed more opportunities.
His relationship with Mingmei was also at a lukewarm level, and he was still struggling over whether or not to add fuel to the fire.
I didn't expect to come across a new opportunity now.
Perhaps this young master can be used as a springboard and utilized appropriately.
His identity is more suitable for his undercover career, and it will be easier for him to get a code name.
Moreover, gaining the young master's trust is always more precious than gaining the trust of the organization's members.
Zhu Xingda was still thinking when he saw a figure appear in his field of vision. An You once again used his remaining strength to deceive people like a pyramid scheme, "Really, you have to believe me, flower growers don't cheat Japanese people."
Zhu Xingda nodded: "Okay."
An You shook his hand, smiling and friendly, and acted like an evil capitalist. "Young man, you have a future with me. Work hard."
At the same time, he was ecstatic. He really didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly. After all, he was also a sniper. He must be good at fighting and protecting people.
As expected, newcomers are honest and obedient, and do whatever they are told.
Zhu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at the white and smooth palm in his hand for a while. It was obviously smaller than his hand and felt smooth and delicate. He was a little distracted and rubbed the other person's finger bones in his palm. Fortunately, An You didn't care too much.
"But when I'm on a mission, I might not be able to protect you personally."
An You: "No, I'll stick close to you then."
After a long talk with Zhu Xing, An You realized that he now had a little brother, a new cover for him to avoid disasters.
Zhu Xingdai was right beside him, drinking his wine leisurely, and An You was also holding the puppy leisurely, until he heard the system sound reminder.
[Sweet weekend mission, your fever period is about to begin. Please find the Caramel Coffee Alpha to spend a sweet weekend together. Mission start countdown: 5 hours]
An You was stunned for a moment. There were still tasks. It seemed that the task system was not broken, only the exit function was affected.
But he was thinking, the alpha of caramel coffee, as far as he knew, the person corresponding to this smell seemed to be Bourbon.
Bourbon, have a nice weekend, uh, sounds a little magical.
First of all, it’s the same thing how to invite Bourbon to your home.
Secondly, his busy working life seems to have no weekends at all.
So how do I bring him home and spend the weekend with him?
An You sipped the milk, lowering his eyes in thought, until he shifted his gaze slightly and saw Zhu Xingda. Although he didn't know if asking him for help would be of any use, there was no other way now, so he had to give it a try.
An You called out softly, "Zhu Xing Da."
Zhu Xingda turned around when he heard the voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
An You: "I need you to do me a favor right now."
Zhu Xingdai put down his wine glass and signaled him to continue with his eyes.
An You: "Look, I want you to help me knock someone out."
Zhu Xingda: "Oh, who is it?"
An You: "It's actually Bourbon."
Zhu Xing looked at him in surprise for a moment, "Why?"
An You approached him mysteriously and left a cryptic message, "My thoughts are like a needle in the sea, so please don't speculate."
Zhu Xingda's calm gaze swept across An You's face, trying to analyze her motives, but he couldn't.jpg.
Never mind. He didn't care about Bourbon's life or death anyway, so it didn't matter if he helped him. He nodded and said, "I can help you."
An You clenched his fist: "Okay, let's do it now."
His wrist was grabbed by Zhu Xingda, "There are so many people here, it would be too obvious if you knocked one person out, come with me."
Zhu Xingda led him to the parking lot, took the puppy from his hands, and nodded at him, "This is a perfect place. Just lead them to the parking lot. I'll leave the rest."
Now that the destination has been confirmed, all that remains to be done is to persuade Bourbon to go out.
An You searched the bar for a while. Although the lights were dim, the Bourbon who was engaged in intelligence gathering had a bright light blonde hair color and was easily recognized.
An You went over and tugged at his sleeve. Bourbon turned around and asked, "Huh?"
Seeing that it was An You, the sharpness of the moment disappeared, and he adopted a gentle waiter attitude, "What's wrong, Master?"
An You was feeling very nervous. After all, doing bad things without being exposed was not an easy task. When the time came, she was a little embarrassed. "Hey, Amuro-san, my puppy got lost in the parking lot. Can you help me find it?"
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