Chapter 007 It's Not What You Think
Smino was distressed.
He found that no matter how normal he behaved, he was abnormal in the eyes of others.
For example, when he woke up in the morning, he was still half asleep, which was a normal phenomenon. That was why Scotland and Bourbon looked at him so strangely.
Besides, it’s normal to sleep without taking off clothes!
Smino resisted the urge to defend himself and complained to Gin secretly.
This led to Scotland and Bourbon going out on a mission in the middle of the night, and when they came back they saw the computer light coming from Smino's bedroom.
At that moment, both of them felt distressed and cursed this exploitative organization in their hearts.
Smirno, who was concentrating on complaining to Gin, noticed the two people's observation and did not act rashly. He even discussed the topic with Gin normally.
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[Gin, what should I do if the people you gave me are all rats? ——Smirnoff
[You can say that my shooting skills are not good, but you can't question my vision. And you, little brat, stayed up late at night just to tell me this? ——Gin
[Qin-chan~ I can’t sleep in the middle of the night. By the way, Rye has been with you for a long time, why don’t you give it back to me? ——Smirnoff
[Hehe, wait.] ——Gin
Seeing Gin's cold snort, Smirnoff curled his lips, but then he turned the interface back to look at Bourbon who was walking upstairs without changing his expression.
He looked at the clothes on Bo Ben, then he raised an eyebrow: "I heard that Brother Ling has been very popular in the organization recently. It hasn't been long since he joined the intelligence team."
Smino teased, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a head of adobo.
His tone was obviously filled with happiness. Bourbon loosened his tie and walked over, his eyes showing helplessness towards Smino's teasing.
After coming in front of Smino, he looked at the messy table top and frowned.
"Scotland and I have been on many missions recently. Are you just eating compressed biscuits to survive?"
“I can’t cook.”
"Of course I know that. How did you eat in the organization before?"
Bourbon frowned, as if he was holding back something. Thinking that he still had some time before completing his mission, he reached out to tidy up the mess on the table.
Smino watched Bourbon's movements, and for a moment he felt like he was back in the police academy.
"Before, Gin always took me with him."
When Smino said this, he suddenly chuckled, then narrowed his eyes, looked at Bourbon's movement, and spoke slowly.
"Gin takes good care of me. He would take me to the bar to drink strawberry milk. He would also tutor me in my lessons when I was on a mission, and even design clothes for me."
"Gin is a good person."
As soon as Smino finished speaking with a smile, he opened his eyes and saw Bourbon's face, which had suddenly enlarged. His body instinctively wanted to attack.
But Smino held back.
"What's wrong, brother Ling?"
"Is there something wrong with what I said?"
"This is all wrong! How could that bastard Gin be so kind?" Bourbon felt mixed emotions. He was even glad that his friend was not here to hear these words.
If Scotland heard this, they would probably grab the gin with a gun right away.
When they were in the police academy, the Scottish guy protected Smirnoff's life. In addition, Smirnoff was younger than everyone else at the time, so they all took on the responsibility of taking care of the child.
Scotland is the worst hit.
You can't drink, smoke, fight, or even go to dangerous places, and you can't follow strangers.
——It's almost hopeless.
Thinking of this, Bourbon lowered his eyes.
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During the time when Smirnoff left without saying goodbye, Scotland was not in a hurry. He just went to the places where Smirnoff would go again and again.
But he knew that something was wrong in Scotland.
To put it bluntly.
If he hadn't known his friend's situation, he would have thought his friend had a child!
Thinking of this, Bourbon looked at the innocent Smino in front of him with complicated emotions, and finally stretched out his hand and placed it on the boy's head.
"When will you ever let people be more careful, little brat? It's not like all of our brothers are dead, why are you so desperate?"
Bourbon's tone became weaker. Smino blinked at that moment, then he reached out and held Bourbon's wrist.
"Brother Ling."
Bourbon watched as the young man in front of him became listless, his ears drooping.
People who didn't know would think he was bullying someone, but when Bourbon thought of this, he was so angry that he laughed, and he rubbed Smirnoff's head vigorously with his hands.
"Next time, just tell us what's going on. Don't hide it. Let us know when something goes wrong next time."
"I see."
Smirnoff nodded in agreement. Just when he thought nothing was wrong, Bourbon suddenly changed the subject and his eyes became serious.
Looking at Smino's outfit, it was clearly summer outside and the air conditioner was on in the safe house.
But Smino was wearing a black sweatshirt, wrapping his body tightly.
Moreover, there was a black leather buckle around his neck.
Only a fool would believe that there is no ghost in this look.
But Bourbon knew that if he asked directly, Smino would never tell the truth.
Thinking about it, he pretended to ask helplessly, and at the same time got up to pick up the garbage on the table.
"Were you acting with Gin before we arrived?"
"I guess so." Smino lowered his head and looked at the data uploaded to his computer, answering Bourbon's words.
"So are you and Gin taking a break together?"
“We don’t have much time to rest together.”
Smino spoke truthfully while reinforcing the personal information of Scotland, Bourbon, and Rye in his hands. Then he sent false information to the police and the FBI.
After sending it out, he erased his own traces.
"Is Gin's bed very comfortable?"
"It's not comfortable at all, it's very hard. Every time I sleep, I have to put several layers of quilts on it."
With a bang.
The cup in Bourbon's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Smino quickly raised his head and looked at Bourbon, who had his back to him. Then he asked with concern: "What happened to Brother Ling? Did you hurt your hand?"
"It's okay. Is Gin... fierce in bed?"
Hearing Bourbon's question, Smino didn't think too much and told the truth directly.
"He was always very aggressive. He would beat me every time I went to sleep and told me that my posture was bad."
With a snap, one edge of the small plate was crushed by Bourbon.
Bourbon took a deep breath to adjust himself, then he turned around and acted as if nothing had happened.
However, Smino noticed that Bourbon's eyes suddenly turned painful and struggling when he looked at him, and he even felt distressed.
Smirnoff:?
No, what's wrong!
Smino thought about what he had just said and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
He thought about this and felt a little distressed.
"Don't do this again."
Bourbon said with a slight tremor in his voice, "Don't sleep with Gin, okay?"
“Yes——”
"No, that bastard should just go out and kill himself. Bullying a child is nothing!"
Bourbon's anger made Smirnoff fall into deep thought. He shrank his neck until Bourbon came to him and stretched out his hands to hug his body.
"Don't be afraid."
At this time, Smino realized that Bourbon had misunderstood something, and he quickly spoke up.
"No, Bourbon, listen to my explanation. I slept with Gin in each other's arms, but that was just the relationship between us... It wasn't that kind of relationship, it was normal!"
"I've even slept with Vodka before! It was just a normal sleep, nothing like what you think. Let me explain!"
As soon as Smino finished speaking, he heard Bourbon's heavy voice: "I know you don't want us to worry, so I won't ask too much."
"But if you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, try your best to turn it down."
"Scotland and I are here, so there's no need to bother with Gin anymore."
Smino: No! Big brother! You just believe me! Just an ordinary sleep indeed!
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