Chapter 25:

There’s nothing wrong with meeting each other. The elder brother was impatient with waiting and sent me away to change clothes.

Milton Dove, who had wiped out half a bag of candy in just a few minutes, slowly entered the bedroom under his glare.

As soon as the bedroom door closed, he returned to his usual expressionless expression.

The white-haired boy let go of his hand, and the sheets on his body instantly fell to the ground, revealing his naked body.

He came to the full-length mirror and quietly observed himself through the mirror.

The skin that had no scars when he was seven years old now has several large and small scars, mostly from doing tasks.

But there were still no signs of surgery on his chest.

Zaagiri Yaye raised his hand to touch the left back of his head, groping carefully, closing his eyes and feeling carefully, and finally he felt a slight bulge.

Was it because you were afraid that he would find out, so you specially performed scar removal surgery on him?

Because it was difficult to do the work on the back of the head, there were only a few traces left...

Hayagiri Yaya pressed her hand on the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Why are they still faded?"

He muttered and bent down to pick up the clothes Bodega bought and put them on.

The extremely drapey purple satin shirt makes the white-haired boy in the mirror have fairer skin. The size of the shirt fits the body perfectly, without any excess.

Seeing that there was another watch in the bag, Zaugiri put it on her left hand. The wide strap just covered the scar on the inside of her left wrist.

After changing clothes, Milton Duff walked out of the bedroom and smelled a faint smell of gas.

Vodka, who had already faked the scene, walked out of the kitchen and was placing a button bomb at the door of the kitchen.

The bomb does not need to be very powerful, because if there is a spark, a gas explosion will occur here.

There will be no traces left of them afterwards.

Seeing Gin standing in the corridor outside, Milton Duff walked towards him and stretched out his hand.

"..." Gin looked at the person up and down, took something out of his coat pocket and threw it to him.

Taking the headband thrown by the other party, Milton Dove tied up the hair on the back of her head that had become a little too long after not cutting it for several months.

He left here with nothing but gin and vodka.

When the three of them walked downstairs, a deafening explosion sounded from upstairs, causing a commotion of cars.

Martian fragments fell to the floor below, and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air became stronger and stronger. When it accumulated to a certain level, the apartment on the floor where the whiskey group lived also exploded.

Gin, who was about to enter the Porsche, looked up and then looked at Milton Dove without saying a word.

"Why do you have to think about me for everything?"

Milton Dove got into the passenger seat and looked like it had nothing to do with him. "Maybe they didn't turn off the gas valve when they went out?"

"..." Gin said fiercely. Close the door.

He even helped Tiaozi deal with the accommodation.

Gin now wants to take out Bo Lai and shoot a few shots.

Vodka, who was startled by the sound of the door closing, trembled and tried to reduce his presence.

Why is eldest brother suddenly angry?

The silver-haired killer said coldly, "Scotland is dead."

"Isn't this something everyone knows?"

Milton Dove's expression remained unchanged, and she pointed her finger, "Gin, your memory should Isn’t it declining so much?”

“Milton!”

“Okay.”

Milton Duff was not afraid at all, “I know my code name is nice, you can go back and call it yourself.”

The vodka was enough to drive the Porsche off the S line.

We haven’t seen each other for so long, why is Milton still in the same mood?

Don't mess with big brother anymore! ! ! In the end, only he was implicated! ! !

"Afu, you are so noisy."

Vodka tried his best to clear his mind and responded solemnly, "...Yes."

The strong man stepped on the accelerator and raised the speed to the highest speed.

Hurry to the destination and he will be liberated!

Porsche came to a base that Milton Dove felt somewhat familiar with.

After his body returned to its original state, some of his memories also returned, but they were all very incoherent.

Especially the memories before the age of ten, Milton Dove could not remember them anyway.

In the base, Kil, who had just returned from outside, heard the noise, paused for a moment without any trace, and continued to chat with Chianti about the previous topic.

"It seems to be very lively tonight. Is there another rat in the organization?"

"That's right."

Speaking of this matter, Chianti patted Cohen on the back unhappily, "Damn it, you actually hit the gas tank this time. "

Cohen silently wiped the barrel of the gun, and after a moment he replied: "I won."

"Tsk."

Chianti, who lost the bet, took out a piece of cash from his pocket and slapped it in front of Cohn.

Kil silently watched this scene without saying a word, and stood up before anyone else came to the room. "Oh, because of you, the TV station told me to go back and work overtime."

Hearing this, Chianti waved her hand nonchalantly.

After walking out of the room, Kil turned off the screen of his cell phone, which had not received any messages, and turned his steps to avoid the path where he would meet Gin and the others.

The next second her figure disappeared around the corner, Gin and the others happened to enter this corridor.

Miltonduff stopped as if feeling something, but saw no one.

Gin stopped next to him, "What?"

"...I'm really hungry."

Milton Duff had already finished the candy he brought with Vodka on the way here, "Scotland is dead to me. Why can't you go have a late-night snack?"

"..."

"If you're not a mute, just tell me." Milton Duff was about to make a fuss, "I haven't even mentioned that you gave me energy

bars!" There are so many flavors, why did 

you choose the most unpleasant one for me? 

So when Lai and Bourbon arrived in this room, they smelled the smell of teppanyaki as soon as they entered the door. 

A white-haired boy was sitting in the corner, eating something, and the aroma wafted from him. 

Gin sat next to him, blocking most of the outside world's view of the boy. 

The two of them couldn't help but become vigilant, realizing that this person might be Milton Dove. 

Bourbon was even more nervous than Rai. If Milton Duff's ability was as he speculated... 

But there was no reason why he shouldn't be here tonight, otherwise he would be immediately suspected. 

Sooner or later he and Milton Dove would meet.

"Gin, what's the matter with calling us to the base?"

Bourbon spoke first. He walked to the seat on the other side near the door and sat down. He put his arms on the table and looked a little casual. "The sudden explosion in the apartment I haven't investigated it yet."

"Who knows if there will be any clues about Scotland?"

Gin sneered, "That's it for the Scotland matter. There's no need to waste any effort." Bourbon

frowned. "...Has the organization found clues about him?"

"Milton."

"Oh."

An impatient voice sounded, and the white-haired boy who had been burying his head in the supper finally looked up, revealing an ordinary face, "Everyone." It's okay, a dead man is worthy of your attention?"

"Is it because you want to stage a ghost story?"

Gin's face turned darker.

Bourbon and Rai's faces darkened when they saw the boy's appearance clearly. The other boy was wearing a disguise.

Is it specifically to guard against them? Or has it always been like this?

After all, the white hair and pink-gold eyes did not match the face. The disguise was very perfunctory, as if others would not know that he was disguised.

Milton Duff curled his lips secretly, knowing that as he got older, Bourbon and Ley would immediately become twice as wary of him.

The only person in the organization that Bourbon would trust wholeheartedly is Scotland.

Now that Scotland is "dead", Bourbon has entered 24-hour "alert mode".

With this thought, Milton Duff held his chin with one hand and waved to the two of them, "Hi~"

"This voice... are you Milton Duff?"

Ley quickly recovered, "Except for Scotland, I also I want to know where Master Mi Ye has gone."

Milton Duff answered very naturally, "I bombed the apartment where Mi Ye lives. Now that I'm back, Mi Ye doesn't need your supervision."

"As for where you live . That layer..."

He drawled his tone, and after seeing that both of them were paying attention, he spread his hands, "I don't know~"

Gin closed his eyes and lowered the brim of his hat, and the breath around him became even colder.

Rai: ...

Bourbon: ...

Really? Why don't they believe it?

Milton Duff's position in the organization was extremely special. Believe it or not, both of them knew they couldn't ask any more questions.

So much for Scotland and the morning fog.

Gin called the two of them here for another purpose. The identity of the Scottish undercover who was in the same group with them was exposed, and the two of them would naturally be implicated.

Since Milton Duff didn't react much, the organization separated the two completely based on past handling methods, teamed up with others, and entered a period of observation.

Milton Duff didn't care about this. Anyway, he was a little out of his mind when it came to the BOSS.

"Then will Lord Milton arrange my next task for me?"

Hearing Bourbon's question, Milton Dove slowly raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want me to arrange it for you?"

They were the only ones in the room at this time, Gin and Vodka left temporarily, and Rai also left after receiving the task arrangement.

"Of course." Bourbon complained at the right time, "My boss has disappeared for more than half a year, and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Really?"

Milton Duff stood up and walked to Bourbon, "Then it is as you wish. "

Let's see if he doesn't arrange a bunch of tasks for you!

The white-haired boy leaned forward slightly with his upper body, stretched out a finger and tapped Bourbon's chest, "For Mi Ye's sake... I will try my best to restrain myself, this policeman from the Zero Group."

"So, I hope you can restrain yourself, okay?"

Certain accents in the other person's words made Bourbon's body tense up uncontrollably. "I seem to have heard a name that makes people feel sick to my stomach?" "Tsk, tsk

."

Dunduff shook his head, "Obviously you were very active not long ago and were catching Pramya with your colleagues. Don't deceive yourself. How about we chat more relaxedly?"

Before Bourbon could wait, After replying, Gin's figure reappeared at the door, "Milton."

"I'm leaving."

Milton Duff straightened up and said in a brisk tone, "Bye~ Remember to contact your new partner later~"

was left Bourbon stood quietly and watched the two people go away, his eyes darkened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.