“Secrets make men more attractive—”

Bourbon smiled, winked at her and said: "Although I really want to say this, I am more curious about why you think that I am similar to you. To be honest, I was shocked. It turns out that I have always been like this in your heart.

Image? A little sad."

Belmod stared into his eyes: "You really don't know?"

Bourbon frowned and thought: "How about you give me a few examples?"

Belmode: "..."

If she had evidence, how could this guy be so arrogant?

Belmode chuckled: "What if I said, this is just a woman's intuition?"

Bourbon was stunned for a moment: "You are cheating, but you actually said that I am similar to the Thousand Faced Witch of the organization. This is actually a compliment, right? Are you saying that I am very powerful? Hahaha, I feel a little happy when I think about it.

."

Belmod snorted and said nothing.

In fact, it is not true. If it is really the same kind of rotten person like her, then she will only be disgusted and there is no way she will like it.

What she likes about bourbon is that it obviously has the same flavor as her, but it doesn't seem to give up or degenerate at all, and has been living a serious and happy life.

Unlike her who just lays flat and wants to catch fish at any time, Bourbon is seriously involved in the wrath of people.

When faced with the crushing fate of fate, he did not choose to give up or admit defeat. He has been learning everything he can come into contact with, and he is full of that kind of crazy energy that is not afraid of death. He seems to be having fun every day, which often makes Bellmore

De wondered if there was something wrong with his feelings.

Although she didn't understand what Bourbon had gone through, and even though she didn't know what his goal was, just seeing him take life so seriously and hard would make her feel like some vitality was born in her body.

Bourbon's care also goes deep into every detail of life. In all her life, Bellmode has never met someone who knows her true identity and still treats her with such a normal attitude and tenderness. Even the quality of her diet and sleep, as well as those

We will take serious care of all the messy living habits, and it is still the kind of comfortable and careful without aggressive and fanatical love...

In fact, this period of time was a rare relaxing and happy time in her long and dark life.

If Bourbon didn't puncture this window that they all knew, she could go on like this forever.

But since Bourbon exposed her secret first, of course she also had to find out this guy's secret.

It's definitely a lie to say that I'm not curious. I just didn't want to ruin their relationship so I didn't pursue it.

"By the way, is this a lie detection method commonly used by CIA?" The blond and dark-skinned young man gently placed his hand on the back of her hand, grabbed her fingers, and gradually pressed harder on the pulse of her neck.

He raised his eyes and smiled: "When asking questions, touch the person's carotid artery with your finger, and at the same time stare at the other person's eyes, observe the changes in the other person's pupils and blood pressure, and then judge whether the other person is lying, right?

"You are so knowledgeable, Bourbon. It seems that there is really nothing you don't know." Belmod retracted his hand and leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed. "Since you already know it, how about this method?"

It’s useless. But of course people like us need to know more about the hunting methods of those hunters, otherwise it will be over if we are caught.”

Bourbon tilted his head: "Aren't you angry?"

Belmode lit a slender cigarette: "You also know that I will be angry, so you risked irritating me by bringing this up. Is it really just to learn the art of disguise?"

Bourbon raised his lips: "And to let you protect me, we are now accomplices with a common secret. Even if I go too far and get into danger later, you will come to help save me, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Belmod raised his eyebrows, "But it turns out you are also afraid. I thought you weren't afraid of death at all."

Bourbon shook his finger: "No, no, no, since you haven't died yet, it means you still want to live, and there are so many interesting things in the world, so I would still be a little unwilling to leave the show early."

Belmode Finger

Holding the burning cigarette, he leaned forward and slowly blew out a puff of smoke into his face, smiling evilly: "Isn't it because your goal has not been achieved yet?"

"That's right. I still have a lot of things to do." Bourbon frowned slightly, as if he was not used to the smell of cigarettes. After thinking about it, Belmode had never seen him smoking.

She sat back again.

"Accomplice? This is not a reciprocal deal for me. It can only be considered coercion by you at most."

Belmode lazily supported his chin with one hand, and a handful of ashes fell silently to the ground after the cigarette burned out between his fingers.

"Dear Bourbon, you'd better not let me find out your secret~"

One month later.

Gin sat next to Belmod with a strong evil aura.

"Oh, Gin, it's really strange that you took the initiative to come to me. Is it because the boss has some mission?" Belmode brushed the long silver hair on his back.

"Where's the bourbon?" Gin asked with a cold face.

Belmod's hand paused slightly, then smiled: "Why are you asking me? I didn't come back with him, and I don't know where he is and what he is doing now. Maybe he is still causing trouble for the FBI in the United States? You have something to do with Bourbon?

?Have you been blocked by him? Let me call you and ask."

Gin turned to stare at her, his eyes so terrifying that he wanted to kill someone: "Why are you asking me? Belmode, ever since that Bourbon guy started following you, he has become more and more unruly, especially when he ran to the United States with you.

after……"

"I thought you were going to bring that man into the entertainment industry and start acting in movies together." Gin sneered.

Belmode smiled and nodded: "Actually, I invited Bourbon. I'm quite looking forward to acting on the big screen with him. With his appearance and strength, he will definitely become a big star as much as me. It's a pity.

It was rejected.”

Gin: "..."

Belmode laughed even louder: "Hahaha, don't be angry, Gin, isn't this a failure? Although Bourbon loves to play and cause trouble everywhere, he has never fallen behind in business and tasks, right?

"

Gin warned with a dark face: "Anyway, that gentleman has agreed to let Bourbon become a permanent resident in Japan. You should not lead Bourbon into mischief anymore and play some mysticism together. You will not be found here every day."

Where are you doing boring things? What do you think the organization does to support you?"

He was originally worried that Belmode would be played to death by that lunatic Bourbon, but now it seems that it was clearly Belmode who led Bourbon into trouble.

Now he has two of his most hated mystics in the organization, and he can't control them!

The man Bourbon was originally a dictatorial and aloof character, and he was also an intelligence dealer who liked to play mystical things. However, he was quite diligent in doing tasks before, and even other people in the organization felt a sense of crisis and worked hard together.

This alone made Gin very satisfied.

As a result, he was actually led astray by Belmode. He also started to be lazy and his attitude towards tasks was visibly perfunctory. Usually, he could not even be found and couldn't be called back. The boss had to come forward before he would do it.

Complete the task slowly.

Of course, what made him even more angry was that after he worked so hard and personally robbed hundreds of millions of vodka, he found that these two guys were out drinking and sending high bills back to the organization for reimbursement, often worth hundreds of thousands, millions, or millions.

Once, Belmod took Bourbon to an auction. Bourbon bought a billion dollars of purple gemstones and even asked the organization for reimbursement, and he succeeded.

At that time, Gin really wanted to take out his gun and kill those two guys.

Bourbon's research and programming has already spent a lot of money in defrauding the organization of high technology, not to mention it now. His level of waste has completely surpassed that of Belmode.

"...Did I spoil the bourbon?" Belmod opened his eyes wide and pointed to his nose in disbelief.

Gin sneered: "What else?"

Belmode was hesitant to speak, finally knowing how it felt to be ignored when Gin asked her to be careful about bourbon and said bourbon was dangerous.

But the problem is, she can't explain it to Gin yet.
Chapter completed!