Chapter 35 Honey Trap

Before Milton Duff could utter the last word, Rai, who was standing silently on the side, suddenly took a step forward, picked up the gun on the table, and pointed at Bu before anyone could react. K shot.

"Bang -"

Booker's hand that had already taken out the gun slowly fell to his side, blood flowed from the hole between his eyebrows, and he fell on the seat with his eyes open.

"Wow."

Milton Duff raised his eyebrows in surprise, then wrinkled his nose and said in disgust: "It's all your fault, Ley, for reminding me of strawberry jam and white chocolate."

What is this? Does the FBI enforce the law on the spot in advance?

"...My fault."

Rai put down the gun and said in a very calm tone, "If you need, I can continue to finish the remaining half month of strawberry jam and white chocolate."

After hearing this, Milton Duff did not follow. He shied away, "You said, Bourbon is responsible for supervision."

"I will perform this task well."

Bourbon's voice was full of gloating, "In order to complete the task successfully, I can help heat it up."

Rai instantly Thinking of those whipped strawberry jams with white chocolate from Scotland.

The phantom pain in my teeth started again.

"Ley, you moved too fast this time."

After the gag, Milton Duff brought the topic back to business, "I haven't told him about respecting women yet." She

actually thought that he It's BOSS lover, Milton Duff would throw up.

"When I see a good-looking woman, I think she is someone's lover. It seems that Booker's taste is not very good."

Belmode caressed his red lips and smiled, "Lucifer, I will try my best to help you find that woman." "Sir, please forgive me."

"Exactly." Milton Duff curled his lips.

Regardless of whether you beg for mercy or not, the result will be the same.

Even though he did it on purpose.

"I think my timing is just right." Rai said without changing his expression, "As Lord Milton's bodyguard, you should nip danger in the cradle, right?"

"Glib talk."

She ignored him and wore lace . Taking Booker's phone with his gloved hand, Milton Dove entered the main interface as if unlocking his own phone, cleared all the information belonging to him, and transferred the money back.

After confirming that no traces were left, Milton Duff threw Booker's cell phone into the arms of the waiter who stood silently aside.

Behind the waiter were several people with guns pointed at them. Milton and Duff were chatting in such an environment just now.

"Does anyone want to come and continue playing? The conditions are the same as Booker~"

Milton Duff crossed his legs, and the slit skirt couldn't block those long legs at all, but the top of the skirt extended to You can't see anything in the most taboo area, which makes people feel itchy.

The scene was silent, they all cherished their lives.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Milton Duff shrugged and said regretfully: "Well, it seems that's the end of the night."

"Don't you have anything to explain?"

One of the people standing behind the waiter A close confidant said, "How dare you...!"

"I'm willing to admit defeat." Milton Dove said matter-of-factly: "You can't afford it, can you?"

"Tsk, tsk." He shook his head, "Thank you for passing on the inheritance. Several generations of organizations."

The cronies were speechless, knowing that their organization would completely come to an end from today on.

But no matter what, being able to keep these four people is considered a profit!

Bourbon and Ley also drew their guns and pointed them at them, mentally starting to calculate their escape routes.

"Wait."

In the tense atmosphere, the waiter raised his hand to stop the movement of the person behind him. He glanced at the mobile phone that was thrown into his arms, "Let them go."

"Young Master Faith!"

"Oh~ It seems that you are not all trustworthy."

Milton Duff stood up and approached the waiter, and whispered a series of precise secret orders to him, "You know how to do it, right?"

Waiter? Ying Sheng's eyes were firmly locked on this face that was so close at hand, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, "Of course."

The mountain that had been weighing on his head completely disappeared, and he could finally appear in front of people openly, without using any damn method. as a waiter!

"Sir, can I be your subordinate?" There was an expectation hidden in the waiter's words that he was not even aware of.

"Oh." Milton Duff straightened up, "I don't like anything your organization sells, so let's talk about it."

He has seen too many people like this, and whether they want to follow him or others, he is not interested. interest.

Hearing the rejection, the waiter lowered his brown eyes and said, "I understand."

"Then...goodbye, sir."

The four of them walked out of the bar smoothly, but they did not let down their guard easily.

Just because the waiters were willing to let them go didn't mean that those cronies who were absolutely loyal to Booker were willing to let them go.

Soon, the two cars started one after the other and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant, leaving only an afterimage of red taillights.

"What's the reporting email address for the Narcotics Bureau?"

Milton Duff didn't feel nervous in the car. "Forget it, I'll send it directly to the FBI. Anyway, they are always very nosy."

The nosy FBI :...

"Don't you want to merge their industry into the organization?" Ley tried: "This is a free income."

"Whatever."

Milton Duff quickly anonymously sent the relevant evidence to the FBI. In the report mailbox, "Drugs must not appear within my sight."

"But I remember the BOSS..."

"Anyway, this is not the first time I have done this."

Milton Duff held up his hands with one hand. On the car window, he took off his wig with one hand and said, "Let the BOSS say what he wants to say."

He just waited.

Should we do it even if there is a penalty? Rye was surprised again.

But honestly speaking, he is happy to see this happen.

Notify Judy later that they will take over the matter.

Rai tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel and began to think about the possibility of the other party being incited to rebel.

Based on Milton's ability to manipulate people's hearts tonight, this matter needs to be considered in the long term.

In another car, Bourbon, who heard the conversation between the two through the headset, glanced at Belmod in the passenger seat.

It was a completely expected expression, and he was even used to it.

Belmode pressed the headset and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Bourbon, do you have any doubts?"

Bourbon's eyes flashed slightly, and he also raised his hand to cut off the communication with his headset, "Milton gave it to the FBI in vain. Does the organization really not care about performance? "

The boss's requirement is obviously to maximize profits."

"This is what happened between Lucifer and that gentleman."

On this matter, Belmode would never reveal too much, "I kindly remind you that if you just mistakenly think that Lucifer is kind, you would be totally wrong. Wrong."

Bourbon, who had long since been discovered as an undercover agent but still stayed well in the organization, raised his eyebrows. "I will make my own judgment."

Seeing

the appearance of the blond and dark-skinned man, he raised his eyebrows. I don't know what Bellmode was thinking about, "Bourbon, even though Lucifer is cutely slow sometimes, he actually knows how to use the 'Honey Trap' better than anyone else~"

The memories of the past came to mind. Bellmode's tone was complicated, but he didn't let Bob Ben noticed the trance in her eyes, "If I'm not careful, even I would be willing to step into it."

Although it was completely used by Lucifer unknowingly.

That's why she said that the other party can be an angel or a devil.

"Oh?"

Bourbon was hesitant about Belmod's words. Would the Thousand Faced Witch of the organization be fooled by the honey trap? What a cold joke from the last century.

Besides, with Milton's appearance, could he really use a honey trap?

"Then I'll try to be more careful."

Bourbon followed Bellmod's thoughts and said, "It should be quite challenging?"

Bellmod snorted.

The headset restarted, and Milton Duff's voice came first, "Are you whispering something? Is there something I can't listen to?"

"Sorry, Lucifer."

Belmod said very nonchalantly, "A secret " makes a woman woman." 

The action team led by Gin took away the people one by one without giving them any chance to catch up. 

But stray bullets are inevitable. The car bumped a bit, and Ley said calmly: "Our tire burst." 

Milton Dove squinted her eyes and looked at him suspiciously, suspecting that the FBI did it on purpose. 

The car that Bourbon and Belmod were in drove on another road before that. Bourbon asked, "Do you need me to come back to pick you up? Milton." 

"No." 

Milton Duff was sitting in the passenger seat. He didn't move from his seat, "Ley, you are responsible for solving the problem." 

Ley leaned over, picked up his sniper rifle from the back seat of the car, opened the sunroof, and put the gun on the roof of the car, "Of course." 

The fish slipped through the net. 
The pursuers were quickly dealt with, and Milton Duff opened the door and got out of the car, "Why don't you leave a good car?" 

All the tires were flat, that's great, FBI. 

"The situation is urgent." Ley followed him out of the car, "Don't worry, the people who come to pick us up will be here soon." 

"Hmph." 

Milton Dove cut off the headset channel, "It's a lot of trouble, you want to follow me What did you say? " 

Ley was not surprised that Milton Dove could see this. He took off the headset and threw it into the car, his eyes scanning the other person's necklace gem hidden under the lace collar. 

"I don't understand what you are talking about." 

The weather has been fine in recent days, and even the moon at night likes to come out to play. 

The silver moonlight fell on the two of them without any obstruction, casting a hazy glow over them. 

Under the moonlight, Milton Dove's hair seemed to be glowing, which combined with his black evening gown brought great visual contrast. 

Because she was wearing high heels, Milton Dove easily caught Ley's eyes without raising her head. 

There was a calm look in those dark green eyes, as if they really didn't know what he was referring to. 

Milton Dove rarely loses focus for a moment. 

Although there are rumors in the organization that Rai and Gin are very similar, one look in their eyes shows that they are not the same person at all. 

After all, Rai was the only idiot who revealed his identity as an undercover agent in order to protect another undercover agent. 

Now that Bourbon has contacted Zhufu Jingguang, he must have found out Rai's true identity. 

Rai:...? 

He seemed to see a trace of pity in Milton's eyes? 

Rai blinked, and her pink-gold eyes returned to their calm look. 

Milton Duff looked away. It was obviously him who had the headache. Bourbon must have known that he also saw the identity of the FBI, but did not reveal it. 

It’s hard to guarantee that the other party won’t “threaten” you with this matter. 

Bourbon was different from Zhu Fu Jingguang. Milton Duff believed that the other party was fully capable of reporting Ley as an undercover agent. 

Notifying the organization while secretly letting the FBI escape without any delay, Bourbon can get more. 

Thinking of this, Milton Dove muttered in a low voice, "I'm really at a loss." 

Why do you feel that the Japanese police took the most advantage? 

Ley only saw the slight movement of Milton Dove's lips, but could not hear exactly what he said. 

He took a step forward, lowered his eyes slightly, and reached out towards him, "Mi, you have something here." 

Milton Dove, who would never let anyone touch her neck again, took a big step back. 

There was sand and gravel under their feet, and their slender high-heeled shoes always made them a little unsteady. 

Milton Dove's body swayed for a moment, but he stabilized himself with his excellent balance. 

Rai subconsciously went to help him, and when he realized that Milton would not fall, his hand was already on his lower back. 

The first thing to start with is the cold strap, and then the other person's skin with a little warmth. 

Before Rai could let go, a brake sound sounded in their ears. 

Then the sound of leather shoes on the ground gradually approached, and the silver-haired killer who came to pick them up glanced at the two of them with a cold gaze. 

"What are you doing?"