Vodka's words were very subtle.
If you listen carefully, in addition to the tone of an old mother who is worried about her naughty child who stays out all night, there is also a subtle jealousy of "Who took away His Majesty?" (?).
In short, it is a very complicated accent.
"That's it anyway," he said, not intending to stay with the two guys any longer. "Johnny will tell you about the rest when he gets back. I have a mission to complete, so I'll leave now."
The man in the black hat said this and left Bourbon and Scotch's sight.
After a long while, the two bottles of whiskey looked at each other.
【“Gone?”】 Scotland asked with an inquiring look.
Bourbon listened attentively, thought for a moment, and nodded.
[Gone.] He walked to the window, lifted a corner of the white gauze, and saw the short and fat Vodka getting in the familiar Porsche.
But the two did not let their guard down. After exchanging glances tacitly again, Scotland threw the guitar case on his back onto the sofa.
"So you are Scotland." The blond young man smiled and pinched the knuckles of his fingers. He looked like a pure villain. "Although this is the first time we meet, I have heard of your name many times. I heard that you are very powerful. Can you let me meet you?"
Scotland, who seemed to be more innocent, was just an appearance. The young man threw away his guitar case, curled his lips and made a fighting gesture.
"You wanna fight?"
While driving the Porsche, Gin was wearing a black headset.
The man's dark green eyes kept scanning the information about the mission in his hands. Listening to the sound of fighting coming from his ears, he couldn't help but reveal a slightly disgusted expression.
Vodka was driving the car for his elder brother diligently. He saw his elder brother's expression in the mirror and couldn't help but call out "Brother" hesitantly.
Gin threw the headphones aside.
"Keep an eye on Bourbon." After a while, he ordered gloomily, "That running dog of Rum... Humph."
Vodka nodded.
However, Bourbon was an intelligence officer, and he couldn't imagine what the golden-skinned guy would do.
But speaking of intelligence...
He thought about it.
"Will Bourbon spread the news that Johnny actually likes men throughout the organization?"
Gin raised his head.
Vodka saw his expression and felt a little confused.
"Isn't it?" He gestured, "Isn't he going out with that pretty boy tonight...?"
Gin was almost laughed at by this guy.
He said that Vodka's expression and behavior were very strange throughout the journey, and it turned out that he was entangled with this.
The cold-blooded boss of the winery resisted the urge to shoot the idiot and snorted coldly.
"You can give him a call," he said grimly, "and ask him about his relationship with that guy."
"Huh?" Vodka was startled, thinking that this was not good, but he caught a glimpse of his brother's cold expression.
He thought about it for a moment, and based on his familiarity with his elder brother, he realized that his elder brother was angry.
But what could make Big Brother angry now?
Vodka thought about it for a while and realized that the only thing they talked about since they got in the car was Johnny Winger and a man who came from nowhere and stayed out all night...
As he was thinking, he suddenly had a thought that made him extremely terrified.
I almost forgot that Johnny Winger was brought back by his eldest brother.
But so far, no one has studied why his elder brother brought Johnny back to the organization. But now that he thought about it, he suddenly discovered some details that others did not know.
You have to know that Johnny was not so at ease when he first joined the organization. He followed his eldest brother all day long, like a naive person who was deceived.
But given his eldest brother's personality, how could he have the chance for an ordinary naive person to hang around him?
Even Vodka, who was among the lower-level staff, had to go through numerous rounds of screening to become the boss's subordinate. Just this alone made the lower-level staff envious.
He thought too much without realizing it. Vodka carefully glanced at his elder brother's expression, and while the car was waiting for the traffic light, he patted his chest confidently to express his attitude.
"Don't worry, bro! I, Vodka, will definitely support you and Johnny!"
So, brother! Don't be afraid of worldly prejudices and those gigolos who come from nowhere!
Gin: ...
He couldn't stand it any longer. Before the red light passed, he said impatiently, "Get out."
Vodka: “Huh?”
Gin backhanded a Beretta.
Vodka rolled out of the car in a rage (not really), watched Gin get into the driver's seat and drove away, with his head tilted and a mouthful of exhaust fumes in his mouth, not knowing what had happened.
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't know what happened either.
As he thought about Vodka's tone of voice as he hung up the phone, he felt as if the other party had misunderstood something.
Just in case, he edited another simple text message to Gin, explaining it a little.
He raised his head and saw a black-haired young man wearing a knitted hat staring at him intently.
For no reason, this made Tsunayoshi Sawada think of a big black cat.
Although he is not black, he also has experience with cats - that is his best friend and partner, Jigokudera Hayato's box weapon, a little cat named Gua.
While waiting to be fed, he looked at Jigokuji with the same expression as Morohoshi now.
His partner, who had grown up to be a reliable person over the years, would frown in a rare childish way, be very honest, half-crouch down, light the fire, and wait for the little white-haired fellow to come and enjoy it.
It is at times like this that Gua will obediently allow Ji Si to stroke his fur, and will even tilt his head to rub it, calling "Mimi" softly, and acting coquettishly.
Thinking of this, the brown-haired young man couldn't help but cover his nose and mouth, refusing to admit that he was touched by the two guys in his memory.
Seeing his expression, Shuichi Akai couldn't help but speak, even though he should have avoided saying too much and making mistakes when facing a code member of the organization and it was a mission outside the plan.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your thoughts..." The black-haired, green-eyed man lowered his eyes, looking somewhat pitiful, "But I think you should have noticed that we are blocking the store's door."
It really hinders people's business.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was pulled back from his thoughts by the other party, blinked, clasped his hands together and said sorry.
He looked around and found that the pink shop they were standing in was the dessert shop where Shiho Miyano and her sister had planned to spend the afternoon. Compared with ordinary dessert shops, this one was positioned more upscale, and corresponding to the slightly higher prices were delicious food and a private environment, and even independent small private rooms.
He thought for a moment, then walked in with Zhu Xingda.
Zhuxing·Akai Shuichi·Da:?
The FBI, which has seen all kinds of storms, watched the code name member of a large transnational criminal organization walk into the pink dessert shop with an indifferent look on his face.
"Huh? Aren't you coming over?" As he was thinking this, the other party turned around and greeted him. The door decorated with various bow-knot lollipops was opened by a clerk dressed as a cat-eared maid. The maid's words "Welcome home, master, meow~" with a cute smile overlapped with the young man's words, making the calm FBI ace couldn't help but take a step back.
Sawada Tsunayoshi tilted his head.
The black-haired young man quickly adjusted himself, clenched his fist with one hand, coughed, and followed him into the dessert shop.
It was only later that Tsunayoshi Sawada realized that the atmosphere of this store might be somewhat out of tune with their style.
But in the past ten years, he was often taken to various dessert shops by the girls in his group, such as Heishengtang. Not only Kyoko, Koharu, and Chrome, but even his mother liked it very much, and over time he became a regular customer.
As for dessert shops, they always like to try some new tricks.
Therefore, when he saw the calm Morohoshi Dai following him into the private room and letting out a breath delicately, Sawada Tsunayoshi reacted a little slowly...it seemed that the other party was not very adapted to this kind of place.
He is obviously very skilled at scamming people.
Thinking of this, the Godfather folded his hands in front of him and couldn't help but smile.
Shuichi Akai had never seen a scene like this where a cat-eared maid would greet him and meow "Master", so even though he had a strong mental state, he relaxed a little after getting away from the group of cat-eared maids.
He was caught by a code-named member of the organization who went by the alias "Jail Temple".
He looked at the brown-haired young man with his hands folded and a flawless smile, and his vigilance was immediately raised to the maximum.
"Well... don't you want to sit down?" Tsuneyoshi saw the black-haired young man standing at the door and staring at him like a vigilant big cat, and couldn't help but laugh. "The desserts here are said to be good. How about having some with me?"
Shuichi Akai let out a breath slowly in his heart and adjusted his state.
"Of course I'd love to have that." He maintained the gangster look he had created in front of this person, pulled out a chair with one hand and sat down, "After all, it was my friend who invited me."
Hearing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly realized how Jigokudera felt when he was scratched by the newly "born" melon.
It's still very complicated.
But that's okay.
When the ordered desserts arrived one by one, the Godfather rested his chin on one hand and poked the cute Black Forest cake with his other hand.
Zhuxingda looked a little wary, he thought, he looked like a wary cat who wanted to eat cat food but felt that the cat food was poisoned by the hateful two-legged beast.
So he took the lead and poked a small piece of cake into his mouth to show that these cakes were non-toxic and edible.
Seeing that he finally ate the dessert hesitantly - he looked a little unfamiliar, but considering his identity and background, it was not difficult to understand his behavior - after watching him eat a small cake, Tsunayoshi Sawada put down the fork in his hand.
The "ding" sound was very slight, but in the small space, it quickly caught the attention of the black-haired young man.
But he was no longer as nervous as when he first entered the dessert shop, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought, and smiled at him in a friendly manner.
They, the Vongola, always use courtesy before force, he thought, and then suddenly asked.
"You approached Miss Mingmei not only to find a long-term meal ticket, right?" he said, carefully observing the black-haired young man's sudden stagnation of movements.
Zhu Xingda thought that he had finally arrived.
He swallowed the last piece of cake, looking a little panicked.
Then Sawada Tsunayoshi laughed.
"Although I probably already know it, I'll still give you a chance to speak it out yourself." He thought for a moment, "What's the saying? Confess and be treated leniently, resist and be treated severely."
Frankly speaking, I'm being lenient.
Mr. FBI thought that these were words spoken by a public official, but it was damn outrageous coming from the mouth of a member of a criminal organization.
But what was even more outrageous was that he had to act guilty, hesitated again and again, and clenched the spoon under the other party's gentle gaze.
"Yes... I want to borrow that lady's help to join her organization," he raised his head suddenly, speaking faster, "You, no, you are also a member of that organization, right? I really hope to join the organization, otherwise I will be dead!"
Yeah, the fraud is out.
The Godfather stroked the ring on his hand and analyzed the other person's words.
Zhu Xingda glanced at him, gritted his teeth and continued, "I'll tell you the truth, I left the United States because I destroyed their [business]."
"Business?" The Godfather thought for a moment, "Is it drug trafficking?"
The pair of deep green cat-like pupils suddenly lifted up, and then quickly dropped down to cover up.
"I... I have no conscience, but I don't want to help those people sell drugs..." Zhu Xingda spoke very quickly. Although he managed to maintain his dignity, he was obviously very scared. "But if I don't listen to them, I will die."
"I see." The Godfather said, slowly spinning his ring. "But how do you know that the organization will not get involved in this business?"
All the stars were stunned.
The black-haired young man pulled himself out of his anxious attitude, hesitated for a while, and said through gritted teeth: "I, I heard from my Italian friends that the organization prohibits drug trafficking in Italy."
He was brief and to the point, and acted as if he had decided not to say any more.
But the Godfather was also a smart man, and he knew immediately what had given this poor young man the illusion that the organization was a good group. He thought about it for a moment, and after some words, he came up with a plan.
The brown-haired young man changed his posture, leaning back in the recliner more easily and more strategically, supporting his cheek with one hand, the rings on his fingers reflecting cold light under the warm light.
"It's a pity," he said slowly, his other hand bent and slowly tapping on the armrest of the chair, "Although this is the case in Italy, the organization did not refuse this business."
It was only in his Italy that this trend was curbed.
"However, if you want to stop selling drugs, there is another way - follow me."
"You can join the organization, but before that, you have to make a choice." He said with a smile, "Join the organization or join my family."
"Ah, I almost forgot, I haven't introduced myself yet." The Godfather smiled slightly, stood up, leaned over and stretched out his hand to the young man with wide eyes, "I am the former head of the organization in Italy, Johnny Yingga. But from your Italian friends, you should be more familiar with their other name for me-"
"Decimo."
Vongola Decimo.
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