Chapter 3441 3453 [Black Death]
When Vodka thought of this possibility, his eyes couldn't help but become murderous.
But thinking about Vermouth's abilities and identity, an organization worker took a deep breath and calmed down skillfully.
"Forget it. It's not the first time I've been used as a scapegoat by various people." Vodka washed his hands, hoping that his worries would be washed away by the water. He silently comforted himself in his heart:
"And think about it rationally. Bringing Uzo to me as the source of trouble... Vermouth, that idiot, does she think she can get away with it?
"If something bad happens to me, I will definitely involve that woman before I die. She won't be able to sit idle either!"
After making this decision coldly, Vodka suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps at the toilet door.
Glancing over there, he saw a few ghosts approaching. Vodka's eyes twitched, and he didn't want to talk to them at all, so he buried his head in the sink and pretended not to see anything.
"You're here! Where are the other two?"
Maori Kogoro asked, his attention quickly drawn to the surroundings. He sighed, "This bathroom fits the theme perfectly. It's spooky, with spider webs everywhere, and even the mirror is broken like this."
Medusa walked around and said, "And it's a unisex restroom—but that's true. Everyone aboard today is a monster, and monsters don't have to be categorized by gender."
When Maori Kogoro heard the first half of the sentence, his eyes lit up, but when he heard the second half, he couldn't help but sigh.
There's nothing to see in the restroom, so let's find someone quickly. Maori Kogoro first glanced puzzledly at the green slime monster who was washing his hands so seriously for some reason, then quickly looked at the row of old cubicles in front of him.
He shouted towards the cubicle, "Are the werewolves and the mummy here? Everyone's here, except you!"
——!
A brief echo echoed in the bathroom, but no one answered.
Maori Kogoro scratched his head and muttered to Jiang Xia: "Isn't it here?"
As he was speaking, suddenly a long wolf howl came from one of the compartments, "Ah!" and then the third to last compartment was slammed open and a werewolf rushed out from it.
Under everyone's bewildered gaze, the werewolf looked around frantically, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
After seeing the time clearly, he rushed to the door, pushed everyone aside and ran outside.
Maori Kogoro looked bewildered: "What is this guy doing? He's so jumpy."
"Maybe something urgent happened suddenly." Jiang Xia looked at his watch, "It's almost time, let's go back to the venue."
"Alright." Maori Kogoro grumbled dissatisfiedly, "I hope the captain won't play those games that can't start unless everyone is gathered... Sigh, where did that mummy go? He has no team spirit at all. He doesn't think he is really a loner mummy, does he?"
"It's easier for you to find!" Maori Kogoro said, raising his hand to put it on the green slime monster's shoulder. Then, as the monster shuddered cautiously, he picked him up and walked out the door, saying, "Don't wash your hand. The skin will be rubbed off. Even if you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you can't play like this. Let's go back to the venue first."
While being pulled by him, Vodka struggled to turn off the running faucet, so as to avoid being thought by the captain or anyone else who disliked the waste of water resources that he was seeking death.
The water flow was successfully shut off, and Vodka breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Maori Kogoro and glared at him fiercely while no one else was paying attention: "..." You polluted, dirty puppet, don't touch me! !
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Anyway, the group of five finally returned to the venue.
At the bar, they saw the strange werewolf.
The werewolf who had just hurriedly pushed them aside and rushed out of the bathroom was now sitting at the bar, holding a wine glass with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.
"Hey, you're here!" Under Jiang Xia's admiring gaze, Maori Kogoro once again approached familiarly. He patted the werewolf's shoulder in a familiar manner, "Brother, what happened to you just now?"
As he spoke, Maori Kogoro saw the wine glass in front of the werewolf and his craving for alcohol also came. He looked at the skeleton bartender at the bar and pointed at the werewolf's glass. "Give me a glass of this wine too."
The bartender confirmed, "A Silver Bullet?"
Kogoro Maori nodded.
Medusa also walked over: "Give me a glass of White Beauty."
Jiang Xia walked up to her naturally and said, "Then I want a glass of Black Death."
Vodka glanced at him: "..." Silver Bullet, White Beauty... Aren't these all classic cocktails based on gin? Uzo, what are you implying? I'll report your disrespect to Big Brother right now!
"But what the hell is the Black Death? You must have made it up." Vodka looked at Jiang Xia and glared at the bartender. "And this guy, why is he nodding... Or does this kind of wine really exist, and I'm just short-sighted?"
A winery manager briefly doubted his ability to identify wine.
At this moment, glasses of wine were served one after another.
In Kogoro Mouri's place was a glass of wine with a cold silver glow.
A soft-toned white cocktail was placed in front of Medusa.
In front of Uzo, there was a glass of bubbling...
“…”
...Isn't this just Coke?! What's Black Death? It's a set meal for kids, right? Black Death!
Vodka's eyes twitched, and at this moment, Jiang Xia picked up the cup and glanced over here.
Vodka averted his gaze: "I, I'll have a glass of Black Death too."
The bartender looked at the burly man who was obviously over 20 years old in surprise. Although he didn't quite understand, he still poured him a glass of Coke and considerately placed a slice of lemon on the rim of the glass.
Vodka took it silently. Perhaps satisfied with his joining, the creepy gaze beside him finally turned away.
Next to him, Kogoro Mouri didn't pay attention to what kind of drinks the two men were ordering. As the self-proclaimed captain, he was more concerned about the werewolf with strange behavior than Jiang Xia and the green mud monster who seemed reliable.
"Brother, why aren't you talking?" Maori Kogoro clinked glasses with him. "Even though you're pretending to be a monster, you don't have to match your language skills with a monster, right? Or, did you encounter something in the bathroom just now that's got you in such a bad mood?"
The werewolf didn't drink from the glass he touched, nor did he want to listen to what he said. He stood up, left the bar, and walked into the crowd.
At this moment, a long wolf howl came from somewhere. The werewolf was stunned and immediately looked around.
"This guy is so weird." Maori Kogoro was at his wit's end. "Could it be that he's so into the role that he doesn't want to be with us anymore and wants to find a wolf pack like a real wolf?"
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