Flame 17
"Boss is very angry," Vermouth flipped through the information in her hand. The TV was broadcasting news of a sudden wildfire in a certain place. The young and beautiful host was calling on everyone not to litter cigarette butts. The charming woman cast a playful look, "Gin," she gathered her hair that had completely turned silver-white, and almost no trace of the past could be seen, "About the appearance of the new rat."
"Put away your unnecessary curiosity," the lone wolf killer on the other end of the phone replied indifferently, "Otherwise I wouldn't mind inviting you to the organization's interrogation room."
"That place is too cold. Ladies still like places with good environment." It was Vermouth's good play to blur the past with an ambiguous tone, especially for their relationship of cocktails. But if she continued to flirt, Gin would probably hang up the phone directly. She could only regretfully give up while she was ahead. "Rum has already planned to send Curacao."
"As expected," the topic returned to the right track, and Gin's patience also returned a little, "That greedy venomous snake will eat its own tail sooner or later. Rats have sneaked into the organization's secret experimental base and even killed Kelver and stole the organization's property," he sneered, "Mescal took it, and Kelver's kid is missing..."
"It's a troublesome situation." Vermouth summarized with a smile. Now that the research base was destroyed and Kelver was confirmed dead, Mescal had just reported Julian's disappearance. Although the security of the base was not Mescal's responsibility, it at least gave Rum, who had been suppressed all these years, a chance to turn things around. Isn't he rubbing his hands together and preparing for a big fight? Plus...
Property of the organization.
Vermouth's face finally showed a clear emotional tendency. She didn't mention it to Gin on the phone, but both of them knew the research direction of the organization. "Boss seems a little anxious this time."
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It was just like meeting the Miyano couple back then, that crazy obsession and desire of a beast staring at its prey, a venomous snake coiling around a gem, a dying old man struggling to hold on to his youth.
"It has nothing to do with me," Gin's cold words brought people back to reality. Vodka saw his elder brother's iconic cruel smile in the rearview mirror. "I just need to kill the rat."
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"Hello," Taki Hiromitsu put his hands on his knees and bowed his head slightly to greet the woman opposite him, "Ms. Kisaragi, may I ask," he carefully looked at the transparent box on the table, the test tubes inside emitting a light blue fluorescence, "Is this the cargo that the Nican Society brought this time?"
Water Plant Work Group (Exclude Dissidents Version)
【Yagaquan】The avatars are all gray
【Yagaquan】Is this how it works to be offline?
[Wayne] Are you playing games again? Our system is not black and white. Don't think we will draw a cross with pink paint.
[Yagaquan] Ahem, I’m leaving the set. By the way, Artes is offline, so what about San Pellegrino? Isn't he on best terms with Artes? What is the situation now?
[Feiquan] I am with Mr. Akai. It is said that he can eat and sleep well.
[Yaga Spring] is also good, as long as you have a good attitude, sometimes it is also good not to understand
[Wayne] What a pity, brother.
[Wayne] He still didn't catch up
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Tong Xiangwang rubbed her temples, her eyes, sore from overuse, were still protesting against her.
The cell phone rang, and she swiped the screen to see a text message.
"...the demolition of the apartment will start soon..."
Let someone help keep an eye out for it, Tongxiang Wang stared at the address in a daze.
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