8

"Drink some water first." Zhu Fu Jingguang said helplessly as he looked at the young man in front of him who couldn't wait to wash up and start eating.

"Oh." Noel withdrew his hand and picked up the cup obediently.

[How can you be so obedient? Where has your aura as a real wine gone? ]

"I remember that I'm... um... the kidnapper?" Noel thought carefully about the right words, but his tone was always a little weak when he was eating the other person's food.

"Yeah." Zhufu Jingguang replied indifferently.

"Then why are you......"

"I really can't go back now, so I might as well stay with you and see what information I can get from you." Yesterday's incident seemed to have made Morofushi Jingguang feel something, and he said it without disguising it at all.

This made Noel feel relieved. It made him feel more secure when the other person treated him well with a purpose.

"Then it depends on your ability." Noel put away his reserved look and, knowing that the other party had asked for the meal, he ate the meal with peace of mind. After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, he raised the bowl and looked at the other party.

"What are you going to do next?" Zhu Fujingguang asked while adding more rice to the other party.

"I have a mission in the afternoon. Before that... play games?" Noel asked without realizing that he had used a questioning tone.

"I need to buy some daily necessities," Zhu Fu Jingguang thought, "and the kitchen is also missing a lot of things."

"Shall we go buy it now?"

"Okay." Zhu Fu Jingguang responded, seeing that the other party didn't think much of it.

Let's leave it at that for now, Morobushi Kagemitsu thought. No matter what, his sense of responsibility as an adult would not allow him to ignore a child who was trapped in darkness.

———

The policeman with cat eyes sat in the back seat of the car, watching the underage Noel get into the driver's seat skillfully, stepping on the clutch to shift gears, trying his best to resist the urge to drive himself, and said:

"At least wear your seat belt."

"Oh." Noel once again responded obediently amidst Xiao Hei's cries of disappointment. Then he thought of something and said, "I think Gin is not like that either."

"Don't learn from him." Morofushi Jingguang smiled, and it was obvious that he had already added a new charge of teaching a minor to drive to Gin's list of crimes.

"Yeah," Noel quickly responded after seeing the other party shift the focus. He felt that he had grown and learned a new skill.

[I want you to show your strength as a home team, not to learn how to make white lotus! ]

Noel decisively ignored Xiao Hei's words, thinking that what he said was biased. How could one be called a white lotus to act good in front of the person who cooked for him? This was called respect and love for elders.

"Are you sure it's okay to take me out?" On the way, Zhufu Jingguang suddenly asked.

"Don't worry, according to the laws of science, you can't recognize him if he puts on the glasses." Noel couldn't help but think of how Conan's glasses fooled the whole of Japan, and answered confidently.

"But you're cuter like this~"

At this time, Morobushi Jingguang was wearing the panda sweater that Noel had bought from the mall yesterday, paired with large black-framed glasses. Noel took dozens of photos of him before going out this morning.

Fortunately, apart from Zero, no one who knows what he looked like as a child is in Tokyo. Morofushi Kagemitsu is relieved, but even if he really gets out, he really can't do anything.

Because of this, Morofu Jingguang let his mind go and focused on the scenery on the road until he arrived at the mall and was pulled into the children's clothing area by Noel.

"Are you two brothers?" The salesgirl asked with a smile, seeing that the two men looked young.

"Yes, he's my cousin." Noel picked up Morobushi Jingguang with one hand. The two of them did have some similarities in their upturned eyes.

"Do you want to buy some clothes for your brother this weekend?" The salesgirl was quite emotional and prepared to give the two brothers some advice.

So in the next hour, Zhu Fu Jingguang enjoyed the young lady's enthusiasm and changed seven or eight sets of clothes.

"OK, I'll pay for it all and send it to this address." After Noel said this and swiped his card neatly, all the shopping guides' expressions changed, realizing that they were dealing with a big customer.

"Is that okay?" Morofushi Jingguang knew that the other party could not use the organization's salary at this time.

"Don't worry." Noel said arrogantly. He had made some money from the crazy rise of the Japanese yen exchange rate long before, and he acted quickly before the economic bubble burst to ensure that he would not be implicated in the future.

"Should I buy a few too?"

Noel suddenly thought that if he was to get along with Morobushi Kagemitsu in the future, he would have to use the identity of Natsukawa Sora often. It would be impossible for him to wear the organization's black uniform every day. Or he could put on daily clothes under the organization's black coat, and when he took it off, he would be Natsukawa Sora, and when he put it on, he would be the cold-blooded Shinjiu Grappa?

Apparently, Noel's mumbling was heard clearly by the sharp-eared salesperson nearby, who immediately put on a perfect smile and pushed the boy to the men's clothing area.

"Boys can't always wear black."

"Come on, try this one, pink might be suitable."

"In winter, some furry decorations are appropriate,"

“I think the refreshing blue is also suitable...”

Under Morobushi Jingguang's smiling blessing, Noel fell into the hands of the enthusiastic young lady with a terrified look on his face, and was finally rescued by Morobushi Jingguang.

"Sorry, we're going to see a movie next. Just pack these up and send them off with mine."

Although he already knew that Grappa was not good at communicating with others, Morobushi Kagemitsu felt like laughing when he saw him standing there like a petrified man.

"Have you recovered?"

"So scary..." Noel felt that these people were more terrifying than the trained killers in the organization. After all, he didn't dare to resist at all, otherwise he would be in big trouble if he couldn't control himself.

"What are you going to buy next?"

"Go buy a cell phone," Noel said immediately, "It will be more convenient to communicate. It's too hard to live without a cell phone."

Morofushi Jingguang naturally would not reject this idea, but he was a little surprised that Noel took the initiative to propose it.

"I can also help you modify it. What functions do you need?" Noel's tone was somewhat proud. After all, the memory in his head contained future technology.

"As you wish." Zhufu Jingguang said with a smile.

"Then I can give you..." Noel was about to say something when he heard the little black man in his head frantically shouting to stop.

[He thinks you want to set up a wiretap and locate him, so don't just accept it! ]

Morofushi Jingguang looked at the other party, who had been so excited just now, and then suddenly became silent as if he had heard something, with confusion in his eyes.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat." Noel just said, pulling the other person towards the restaurant.

———

"I understand the logic, but why is Bourbon my temporary partner in the mission?" After a day of shopping, Noel, who was generally happy despite some minor incidents, couldn't help but question after receiving the news from Gin.

"Master Grappa, I don't know..." The lower-level worker who was driving the car thought the other party was asking him a question, and wanted to answer in a cold sweat.

"I didn't talk to you."

[Because Bourbon is an intelligence agent? ]

"That shouldn't be him, I just killed Scotland"

"Has Gin finally begun to doubt this?"

When the driver in front heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat. This was not something he was qualified to listen to.

Grappa has an abnormally high attrition rate among his men, and is said to deliberately kill them for his own amusement.

In addition, even those members who were wanted by multiple countries did not cover themselves up as tightly as Grappa. The exposed skin was tightly wrapped with bandages, like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness. It was rumored that his body, including his face, was covered with wounds.

"By the way, did you buy the things I mentioned last time?" The lower-level staff heard the other party say this again and wisely did not answer.

“Just talking to you.”

"I'm reporting to my subordinates, they don't know about this." The lower-level members felt that they were not far from death.

"Who are you......"

"I am Murai, the new arrival this morning."

"Oh, not the one from before?" Noel thought seriously, and suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that he was... ahem."

"I'm face-blind and can't tell you apart."

No matter how terrifying these words were, Murai tried his best to stop his subordinates' steering wheels from shaking, to prevent them from accidentally being shot by their boss.

[Are you trying to scare him on purpose? ]

"They all look exactly the same, I wonder how they can tell the difference."

[You make him even more scared.]

Xiao Hei felt very pitiful when he saw Murai trying hard not to listen to his boss talking to himself.

"Xiao Hei, do you actually feel pity for me?"

[No one who joins this organization voluntarily will be able to survive]

[Of course, my little Ai doesn’t count, there are also those undercover agents. ]

This time, Noel was not so careless as to let the younger brother driving in front hear his words, after all, there was no place to bury the body for the time being.

[Yes, and you are about to meet one of them.]

Xiao Hei coldly exposed the cruel facts, which indeed silenced Noel.

[You shouldn't be so guilty.]

[My previous idol was Rei Furuya,]

Noel said this sadly, searching through his memories.

[Raising Scotland makes me feel guilty for stealing my idol’s wife]

———

"Let Bourbon be Grappa's temporary partner," Bermode asked the silver-haired man in front of him with a smile, "Is it because the death rate of his subordinates is too high, so you want to find a suitable partner to look after him?"

"He killed himself." Gin sneered.

"I didn't expect that the aftereffect of that experiment would be bloodlust." Bermode had been abroad for many years and didn't know much about it. "But I remember that the recently popular Rye Whiskey also worked under him. How did he survive?"

"His girlfriend is the daughter of the Miyano family. Grappa broke them up. He probably thought he could get revenge on Shirley's sister through Rye, so he let her go."

"This may not be revenge for women~" Vermode knew that emotions were quite unnecessary for women in the organization. Even though she hated the couple's daughter in her heart, it was a good thing for her to have no emotional disputes. This was even more annoying.

"But although it's useful as a weapon, it's not good if you can't control it." Bermode said with a smile, "He once wanted to defect, and it is said that you, Gin, saved him."

"His defection was not due to collusion with other forces, but simply because he wanted to die."

"So even if you defect and want to die, you are considered loyal?" Bermode thought for a moment, then he realized something and showed a rare hint of disgust on his face. "I don't doubt that. The brainwashing education and drugs developed by those guys in the laboratory have always been excellent in intoxication."

She grew up in the organization and received education instilled by the organization. Even though she had a problem with her brain and was thrown into a laboratory a few years ago, she was considered loyal. Her fighting ability and amazing healing ability were greatly enhanced because of the experiment. If it weren't for the huge cost, the experiment would have become the main direction long ago, instead of being stopped and resources tilted towards the couple's daughter.

But because of this, grappa became the gentleman's most convenient weapon, even gin only had temporary management rights.

"You actually agreed to let Bourbon become his partner?" Bermode picked up a glass of wine, his tone somewhat gloating, "After all, the management rights of Grappa are in your hands."

And Bourbon is a rum man.

She didn't say this, but both of them knew it.

"Let's talk about it after he survives." Gin snorted coldly, seeming not to care.

“But why Bourbon? Rum has a lot of people under him.”

"Grappa is not sensitive to people's appearance." Gin thought of something and his face turned a little dark.

"so it is."

Bermode thought of Bourbon's chocolate-colored skin and light blond hair and instantly understood what the other party meant. He just found it funny. Bourbon probably never thought that he would be assigned such a troublesome person as his partner just because of his appearance.

“I hope he survives.”

"Mind your own business, Bermode."