Chapter 75: Bounty Hunter Gin

Chidori just looked at the other person in silence for a while, then looked away after a few seconds without saying a word.

The waiter placed the food on the table attentively and left quietly. Qinniao also replenished his energy slowly as if he hadn't noticed anything.

The food in this restaurant tastes good, but the smell of the woman's perfume on that person just now was a bit off-putting.

His dining etiquette was also learned, and his every move was casual and elegant, and he ate quickly without appearing to be hurried.

After finishing the meal, he left a tip on the table, turned around and left, going to the hotel not far from the restaurant.

This hotel is one of the better ones here, at least it has everything you need and it is clean.

Just when Chidori finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, I heard the knock on the door, slowly put on my bathrobe, and then opened the door.

A beautiful blonde woman stood at the door, her smiling eyes covered by lavender sunglasses, and the fragrant scent of roses wafted in the air.

The fitted black dress highlights her figure, like a gorgeous rose blooming in the darkness.

She stretched out her slender hand, as if trying to grab Chidori's neck, but Chidori just turned around and went back to the room with an expressionless face.

"This kind of coldness is also endearing." The woman's light voice came in with the sound of footsteps, and her high heels made sounds on the ground.

Chidori just glanced at her, picked up the towel beside her and wiped her still wet hair, and said in a cold voice: "You'd better stop saying those evil words, Bermode."

Vermode is a mysterious woman who holds a very high position in the organization and is highly trusted by the boss. No one knows her exact age or appearance. She is known as the "Witch of a Thousand Faces".

The waitress in the restaurant just now was the one disguised as Vermouth. She can disguise herself as anyone.

That undisguised scent of perfume might also be a hint and warning from Bermode.

Tell Chidori that the organization has found him, and threaten its prey with its tongue sticking out like a poisonous snake.

However, the person in front of him was not threatened at all. Vermouth naturally sat on the bed, revealing his long, white legs.

But no one appreciated this beautiful scene, the nasty man only cared about wiping his own hair.

"Okay, okay, it seems you are very familiar with our style." Bermode said with a chuckle, took off his sunglasses and looked carefully at the man in front of him who was different from his memory yet the same.

Not only Bermode, but also we are familiar with "us" and how much this person knows about [the organization].

Chidori didn't intend to answer. He threw the towel on the table and finally turned his gaze to Vermode.

"I know more than you think." He was still wet from the shower, but he looked cold and hard. "You didn't choose to continue the pursuit, so you must want something."

After all, the boss had always had an attitude of kill without mercy towards him before. I guess after finding out that he was really another Gin, the boss gave him some new orders.

Belmode raised her charming smile, stood up and walked towards the man's seat. She lowered her head slightly and continued, "Well, you should know that you have no other choice but to cooperate with us."

He stretched out his hand as if trying to touch Chidori's face, but Chidori slapped it down, and from the sound, it seemed that he didn't hold back.

"You always see everything clearly, right?" Bermode continued to lower his head, spitting out the threat of a venomous snake from his red lips. "Make the best choice, GIN."

Chidori looked at the woman in front of him. Of course, he also knew Vermouth in his own world and had a lot of connections with this person.

So he knew a lot, for example, the roots of the rose in front of him had long since rotted, emitting a foul stench concealed by the fragrance.

He suddenly snorted, it was hard to tell whether it was a mockery or a laugh, and his bony hands grabbed Bermode's golden hair.

It's not a rough way of grabbing the roots of the hair directly, but just grabbing the ends of the hair and using skill to make people stay away from him.

There was a flash of surprise in Bermode's eyes. She thought the other party would shoot her without hesitation.

"The way you look at people is disgusting," he finally spoke at this time, his voice magnetic and hoarse, "I am different from that person, and of course what I want is different."

Of course both he and Gin knew about etiquette, but whether or not to use it was another matter.

He wanted [the organization] to separate him from Gin, rather than trying to treat him the same way they treated and controlled Gin.

Vermouth chuckled and was about to say something, but the hand holding her hair behind her head suddenly exerted force and pulled Vermouth away completely.

Chidori's gaze fell on her ear, where there was an inconspicuous but visible monitor. It seemed that the boss was also listening there.

They all knew at this moment that no one could kill anyone, but this was a perfect time for game negotiation.

Vermode is just the agent of the BOSS, and the BOSS will offer appropriate benefits based on the dialogue.

Chidori looked at the unhappy expression on the woman's face and loosened his hand. His voice remained unchanged: "I need more freedom, better weapons, and the qualifications to act recklessly."

He casually pushed his hair back, and his dark green eyes fell on Vermouth. The loose bathrobe he wore revealed his collarbone and fair skin.

"I won't give you the USB drive for now. What you BBOSS want..." He tilted his head and said mysteriously, imitating the way Belmode looked in his memory, "Maybe there is one."

Bermode looked at him silently for a few seconds, and then, perhaps because the person on the other end of the headset spoke, she smiled again.

She casually ruffled her blonde hair until it was messy enough, looked at Chidori and said, "Well, let's get in touch later, dear GIN."

A piece of paper with contact information was stuffed into Chidori's hand, and she exuded her beauty neatly and generously.

Bermode held out his hand to Chidori and said with a smile, "How about we make a martini together?"

The invited man just glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not interested in roses whose growth time is unknown."

When Vermouth was hinted at, her face turned grim for a moment, she blinked and decided not to stay any longer.

The person behind him did not gradually withdraw his gaze until he saw the other person's back disappear into the room, making sure that he was safe.

By now, the organization has probably confirmed their cooperation with him, and the other self will also receive the news.

Vermode is a very useful person. Even though he is in darkness, he tries to be illuminated by the light, even if it is only for a brief moment.

She won't trust herself, but under other circumstances, what choice will she make after seeing a better future?

Chidori didn't think too much about it. He turned off the lights and fell asleep quickly. His trained body could fall asleep and replenish energy as quickly as possible.

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But the night had not yet completely deepened, and after briefly reporting to the boss, Vermode went to another appointment.

This was an appointment that had been made a long time ago, and she also needed to reveal some of the information she got tonight, perhaps she could even make that person owe her a favor.

When Vermouth arrived at the restaurant gracefully, the other person she was dating had already arrived and ordered her favorite meal.

"You're here so early, Bourbon." Belmode sat down leisurely and said with a smile to the man opposite him.

The blond-haired, dark-skinned man wore a simple suit, and the jeweled bow tie only added more charm to him.

Bourbon just chuckled and poured the decanted wine into her glass, and replied softly, "No, it just arrived."

Bermode enjoyed the other party's service. Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was always good to have a handsome gentleman serving her.

"You are much more gentleman than that guy GIN," said Belmode, holding his head up. "That guy is much more rude."

Bourbon consoled him, "He's always been like this, a man who only cares about his mission."

"No," Bermode retorted, looking into Bourbon's purple-gray eyes, "It's another GIN."

Bourbon paused. He knew who Bermode was talking about. He was the person who had been causing a lot of trouble in the organization's top leadership.

It seems to be Gin from another world, but he remains skeptical about this conclusion. But now even Vermode says so?

"Please don't keep me in suspense," Bourbon put down his cutlery helplessly, his brows soft as if showing weakness, "Since you said so, I guess there will be related tasks soon."

He looks so harmless, but his words are so aggressive.

Bermode shook his glass and said nothing for a while. Bourbon also did not speak. After simply finishing a glass, they started talking about other tasks.

It sounded like he was talking about something else, but Bermode knew he was giving conditions, no more, no less, just right to hit the bottom line in Bermode's heart.

As expected, this guy is very difficult to deal with. That's good. Bourbon should just deal with him at that time.

Bermode happily accepted the conditions and made a decision in his heart.

"That person is indeed Gin, both physically and psychologically." Vermouth said directly without hiding it.

Seeing Bourbon's reaction, she continued with a smile, "The world is really amazing. Any kind of existence is possible."

"...Yes, it's really interesting," Bourbon said naturally after a moment of silence, "It really makes people curious."

Vermouth didn't say anything more. That man was very dangerous, and Gin was as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, with no concealment at all.

But that person was like the wind carrying snow, impossible to catch. Once he tried to move, he would be buried by the heavy snow.

She thought that perhaps things would change in the organization soon, but it would have nothing to do with her.

…

After Bourbon said goodbye to Bermode with a smile, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, revealing a bit of his true self.

He is an undercover agent from the Neon Public Security Bureau. He has been in the organization for so long that he has already held a certain position. As an intelligence officer, he holds many secrets.

But what about the other Gin who suddenly appeared? If it is true, then the power of the [Organization] will be further expanded, and what kind of information does the other party know?

Countless questions popped up, and doubt had been engraved into the undercover instinct. He took a deep breath and decided to find an opportunity to contact that person.

He thought anxiously, after all, the other party couldn't even be caught by the [Organization], so how could he contact him?

After only a few hours of sleep, he woke up. He had too much on his mind and didn't sleep well.

After he went out, everything he thought about seemed meaningless.

He forced a gentle smile and looked at the silver-haired man who was regarded as a suspect at the crime scene.

...It is indeed very strange to see GIN at the crime scene!