Without a doubt, these words made Gin feel a little happier.
Although he doesn't have the intuition of cheating like Johnny Earnhardt, the intuition he has developed in the hail of bullets should not be underestimated. It allows Gin to confirm that what this guy said at this time is true.
Gin gave a very short chuckle and walked away.
Sawada Tsunayoshi let out a breath.
But before he could catch his breath, he was choked back and started coughing loudly, leaning on the bar.
“Brother!”
Vodka, who was waiting outside anxiously, couldn't help but stick his head out. Instead of seeing the tense scene he had imagined, he saw Johnny Winger lying on the bar and coughing violently, while his elder brother was shaking a glass of golden liquor in his hand, watching Johnny Winger coughing with interest. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he seemed to be in a good mood.
So maybe the fight didn't start?
Vodka touched his hat silently and walked in, looking at his eldest brother.
With a pile of fruits in his hand, Vodka had actually been squatting outside the door for quite a while, his mind full of thoughts about whether his CP would break up today. Although people in their line of work should have realized that a companion could turn into an enemy if they were offended, when the time came and it happened to his CP, Vodka still revealed his mask of pain.
But fortunately, his CP is still there!
After approaching, Vodka put the fruit platter between the two of them with gritted teeth, and carefully observed the conditions of the two brothers through his sunglasses.
Not to mention that his elder brother was in a very good mood, and this kind of joy was different from the joy he usually had when dealing with traitors. When it was placed on a person named Gin, it somehow had a sense of warmth that was not like Gin's.
The Saturn lighter that the eldest brother had taken back flashed in front of Vodka, allowing the man to find a suitable analogy.
Yes, just like this exquisitely designed lighter, it is not gin at all.
But if you look closely, it seems to be very suitable.
On the other side, Johnny Lee also raised his head, probably because of the choking, his cheeks were red from coughing. Considering that the other party was choking from the cigarette, he looked very childish and cute.
Vodka hesitated for a moment and thought that in addition to CP fans, he could also be a mother fan, oh no, a father fan.
"I always feel like you're thinking something terrible."
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt the gaze from behind Vodka's sunglasses and muttered, "Don't go too far, Vodka."
The black-haired man's movements were suddenly stuck, and he coughed awkwardly.
With the interruption of the clumsy Vodka, the atmosphere between Tsunayoshi Sawada and Gin finally started to flow again.
He swirls his fingers in circles as he sips at his beautifully decorated glass of milk.
"So," he tilted his head, "besides my whiskeys, do you have any other suspects?"
Gin was silent for a moment.
"That's not your concern." Even though the atmosphere was harmonious, the silver-haired killer was still cold and hard, and reminded him with a warning, "Johnny gets an extra."
The Godfather puffed up his cheeks childishly.
"What a boring man." He commented on the man in front of him like Vermouth, and Tutu secretly observed the changes in the other's expression.
But Gin seemed to have learned Poker Face's trick and remained unmoved, so he had to give up the topic.
"Well then," Sawada Tsunayoshi leaned his entire face on the bar, tilted his head slightly and looked at the guy opposite him, "What's next? Although I trust my subordinates, you will definitely separate us."
It's like some weird Romeo and Juliet story.
Gin didn't refute, but responded softly.
"[Fire of Life]." After a while, he said suddenly, "You seem to care about this a lot."
Ignoring the Godfather's sudden stiffness, Gin thought for a moment, "I will recommend it to you, sir."
So I really want to thank you?
…
…
After resolving the crisis of Gin being exposed, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but feel a little stomachache as he thought about the other party's suspicious attitude towards his subordinates.
And Gin didn't say who he was suspicious about in the end... For Gin, the probability was one out of three, but for him it was not one out of three but a 100% chance!
No matter who is found out, he will be sad, ok?
However, Gin is Gin, knowing that he might be soft-hearted in this regard, and detained him here with a not-so-gentle attitude.
"Are you going to stay here temporarily today?" Just as I was thinking this, Vodka came in with a quilt in his arms. "Is this enough, Johnny?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi adjusted his facial expression, nodded with a profound look, and suddenly a good idea came to his mind.
It’s fine that you can’t get any intelligence out of the tight-lipped gin, but vodka is not gin!
So while Vodka was making the bed and tidying the room, the young man changed his sitting posture slightly, appearing less careless.
"Where's Gin?" he asked.
Vodka was totally unprepared - or rather, he was actually very happy to hear Johnny ask about his big brother. What does this mean? It means that he has his big brother in his heart! Not only is his CP not bad, but it is also real!
With his back to Johnny, Vodka's smile almost turned into an aunt's smile.
He tried to control himself and thought about the arrangements his elder brother had made before leaving.
"Brother is outside at the bar." He answered carefully.
Originally, this was a meaningless answer. After all, the safe house was disguised as a bar, and bars where all kinds of people mixed together also served to collect intelligence information to a certain extent. So Gin would occasionally check the second floor where no one could see if there was anything he needed attention.
But Vodka is a fan of these two people, and he will be satisfied as long as they are together, so he was a little nervous when these words came out.
——What if Johnny thinks his elder brother went down there to hunt for beauty or something like that?
Vodka's eyes became strange again.
But this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't notice it, because Vodka still had his back to him. He thought for a moment and asked, "What went wrong with your mission today?"
Vodka: "Hey, didn't my brother tell you?"
The man scratched his head in a simple and honest manner, thinking that it was not a secret, so he answered honestly, "Just when we were preparing to rob the goods of the Shanzui Group at the port and start a fight, the police came."
Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyebrows twitched.
"When?"
Vodka turned his head and looked at him curiously, and found a key point that was clearly marked.
"It was shortly after Johnny got you and called Big Brother."
This reply made Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but press his eyebrows.
So that's why Gin suspected him first.
He began to make three choices in his mind in distress.
Bourbon, who was the biggest suspect, had been following him on other missions. He was well aware of the police's intelligence transmission methods, so the one who transmitted the intelligence in real time during the journey must not be the younger generation who was trying to retract his claws.
That left Scotland and Ley.
He had earlier taken Leigh to meet the editor of the magazine, so he had a lot of free time on the way. Although Scotland had been in contact with him and Bourbon during the meeting, he could not see the other end, so even he could not fully understand what Scotland was doing during this time.
As for the "cops" mentioned by Gin and Vodka, it was more likely that they were Japanese police forces that intervened in the fight between the two sides.
As he thought about this, the Godfather's thoughts slowed down and gradually became biased.
So...Scotland?
…
"What are you thinking about, Scotland?"
In the safe house of Sawada Tsunayoshi and Whiskey, Scott was making omelette when someone tapped his shoulder from behind.
When someone suddenly patted him from behind, even though he felt the familiar breath of the other person, Scotland still subconsciously held down the other person and almost threw him to the ground with his back shoulder.
"It's me."
The man held him back, looked behind him, and then moved forward.
"It's me, Hiro." He lowered his voice.
Hearing the voice of his childhood sweetheart, Scotland, or rather Zhu Fu Jingguang, finally came to his senses.
He pressed his forehead and tried to force a smile.
Fūya Rei once again confirmed that the troublesome Lei was not there, then he closed the kitchen door and lowered his voice.
"What are you thinking?" he asked. "What went wrong? Or is the organization..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head.
"No," he said, "I was just wondering what Gin wanted to do with Johnny.
As he said this, Furuya Rei also frowned.
"Indeed," the blond police officer said thoughtfully, "The matter involving Gin and Johnny's participation in the joint discussion... is it related to the organization's next move? Is there a new mission?"
It's obvious that they are good public security officers who are thinking about Japan's future.
Morofushi Jingguang was originally a little anxious, but when he heard what You Xunran said, he couldn't help but cover his forehead.
“You.”
Furiya Rei blinked blankly.
"Um?"
"No, it's okay." He said, "It's just that I feel like, it's really you..."
Fūya Rei's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the other person suspiciously.
"I always feel like you don't say anything good about me," he muttered.
However, when Zhu Fujingguang saw his appearance, his worries were slightly alleviated.
But it's time... I don't know what my senior is thinking, but it's not a good idea to keep Zero in the dark about his identity.
He was very familiar with the character of his childhood friend and even felt a little worried.
However, just as Morofushi Jingguang was hesitating whether to take advantage of the relative safety now and hint to the other party with a secret code known only to them, a text message came between them.
Scotland took a look: ...
Furuya Rei: “Hmm?”
The black-haired young man had a subtle look on his face.
"It's Johnny Winger." He said slowly under the cat-like glare of the young man, "He said he hopes I can help take his manuscript to the magazine."
Furuya Rei: ...
He was speechless.
"Is it the book 'This Thing'?"
Scotland suppressed a smile: "Probably."
Now that we have to do this, it's not a good idea to continue the conversation.
Scotland handed the cute bunny apron to Bourbon, and went upstairs as Johnny had said in the text message, and found the manuscript he wanted in the other party's study.
After he got it, he realized it was not "This Thing". He pulled out the document and an A4 doodle fell out from it.
Scotland leaned over to pick up the piece of paper and found a very abstract black hat drawn on it.
If he guessed correctly, this might be... Gin?
Scotland couldn't help laughing when he thought of his boss lying on the desk when he had nothing to do, puffing up his face and painting a gin with a paintbrush.
Only then did he turn his head to look at the pile of things called manuscripts and read the titles of the articles on them.
"About the fact that I worked hard to support the organization by myself, but there are still undercover agents one, two, three, parallel imports four, five, and six around me, and I am also devastated?"
Thinking of the other person's painting just now, it is easy to connect this name with the real prototype.
...Is this publishable, Johnny?
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