Chapter 44: Being bitten

"...This is true."

Milton Duff used his fingers as a comb to push back the fallen hair from his forehead, "It's late at night, don't say such irritating words."

He stretched out his hands to grab the silver-haired killer's collar and pulled him towards him. "Although I don't remember it, your words still make me sick to my stomach."

While speaking, Milton Dove did not expect to rely on his The strength can move Gin.

But Gin followed the strength of the collar and bent down.

The hem of the coat swayed slightly, and a shadow deeper than the night enveloped the young man on the bed.

Gin's excellent night vision allowed him to clearly see the expression on Milton Duff's face.

As always...an eyesore.

Thinking of this, a light of unknown meaning flashed across Gin's eyes.

Milton Duff, whose night vision was not as good as the assassin's, could only see the other party's faintly shining green eyes, perhaps due to the reflection caused by the lights outside.

Seeing Gin like this all day long, he didn't notice anything was wrong.

Milton Duff really had no impression of what Gin said.

Since his physical recovery, when others mention other things, some fragmented memories will flash through his mind, and he will also have a vague feeling of familiarity in his heart.

But Dudu Ginjiu didn't mention this matter today, which made Milton Duff very unhappy.

If I have no memory at all, it can only be something that happened before I was ten years old.

Only the memories from before he was ten years old seemed to have been completely wiped out from his mind, leaving no trace behind.

It is undeniable that Milton Duff was very stingy about trusting the undercover police officers.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought about cooperating with the undercover police.

Even if it is purely for profit, I don’t want to.

Thinking of this, Milton Dove stood up from the bed with her current movements, and moved closer to the silver-haired killer. "This happened when I was ten years old?"

Gin stared at him with expressionless eyes, without answering.

Milton Dove, who got the answer from the other party's unwavering face, continued to ask, "Did someone deliberately design it? Who? Rum?"

Gin still did not speak.

Milton Duff simply didn't need him to speak, so he nodded and loosened his grip on Gin's collar.

"You are quite confident."

Gin kept bending down and did not move.

"Any qualified undercover police officer would never put me first."

Milton Duff was quite sober about this, "Their mission is to obtain more organizational intelligence, not to rescue a ten-year-old child. "

He would think so now, but not necessarily when he was ten years old.

Even if you expected such an ending, you would still be disappointed.

"When the interests of both parties conflict, 'sacrifice' is necessary."

Although Milton Dove would not like to be that "victim".

"Well, so what kind of lesson did Rum use this incident to teach me?"

Gin shut up again.

"It seems that you don't know the details."

Milton Dove suddenly lost interest and yawned, "I'm so sleepy and want to sleep, you can go."

Seeing Gin standing there without moving, Mi Dundaph urged, "Do you want to be a sculpture next to my bed?"

Gin glanced at the shoulders of the white-haired young man exposed by the series of actions just now.

Milton Duff preferred to wear loose home clothes when sleeping, and his clothes were basically prepared by Belmode.

The clothes prepared by Belmode are always filled with all kinds of tricks, although the person wearing them doesn't care at all.

For example, the current home dress is a shoulder-less style, paired with shorts, and the wide hem reaches to the thigh, allowing the long legs of the white-haired young man to be clearly seen.

Sitting on the bed at this moment is like not wearing pants.

Without warning, Gin pinned Milton Dove on the bed, who was about to lie down.

"?"

Milton Duff was unprepared for him and didn't understand what Gin was doing, so he had to stop the black panther first, "Lulu, shut up!"

Hearing this, Lulu jumped off Gin's back, taking the opportunity to The next one was a black hat that was bitten by it.

During this period, Gin never even glanced at Leopard, and his eyes were always focused on Milton Dove.

He leaned down, and the long silver hair that was messy by the black panther fell from his shoulders, and the ends of the hair fell on Milton Dove's exposed skin, causing a little itchiness.

"Why are you so crazy?"

Milton Duff couldn't break free from Gin's grasp, "Aren't you happy just now?"

"Remember what you said today."

Gin gently rubbed it with his gloved thumb . Touching the skin near Milton Dove's neck.

The rough leather gloves instantly turned red wherever they were touched.

Milton Duff, who has listed his neck as a restricted area:!

This can't be tolerated any longer!

Just as he was preparing to fight back, Milton Duff felt a hot breath approaching, followed by a sharp pain from the place where he had just been touched.

"!"

It was Gin who bit him.

"This is a lesson."

After the silver-haired killer finished biting the man, he disappeared from the bedroom door.

Milton Dove:? ? ?

"No, could it be that the operation I performed on Gin caused him to have a brain problem?"

Hayagiri sat up from the bed and covered his neck. Why did he bite him so hard!

Lulu was asked to bring a mirror in her mouth. Zaugiri checked it in the mirror and found that the back of her neck was bitten and bleeding!

A complete tooth mark is clearly visible.

This morning, Wu Miye couldn't sleep at all.

"What's going on?"

Yaya Hayagiri wanted to curse, but even after thinking for a long time, she couldn't understand why Gin suddenly bit him.

He looked at the jaguar under the bed that had bitten the black top hat to pieces. It couldn't be because of this.

That Gin is too stingy.

Unable to figure it out and unable to sleep, Zaagiri Miye chose to ask Belmode.

Even though it was the middle of the night, Belmod's text messages were answered quickly.

[Don’t worry about him, Gin is mentally ill. Lucifer can make your big cat bite back. ]

Zaowu Miye: ...?

I always feel like something is weird.

Lulu can chew up the meat in one bite, which is not an exaggeration.

Hayagiri Yaya began to think about the possibility of biting back.

Forget it, he simply couldn't fuck Gin with physical strength alone.

Not to mention the silver-haired monster's drug resistance, so you have to use specially prepared medicine to treat him.

Hayagiri Yaye: ...

Then he won’t go back for revenge!

So the next day, when Bourbon arrived at the appointed place, he saw a white-haired young man sitting in a dessert shop with a stinking look on his face.

...Who provoked him again?

Milton Duff stuffed the cake in front of him into his mouth, imagining that it was gin.

"What's going on?"

Bourbon, who was wearing a peaked cap, sat in front of him. "Did he get injured when he caught Rai yesterday?"

Milton Duff became even more angry when he mentioned this.

Who knows, he had nothing to do with arresting the FBI, but ended up being bitten by Gin that night!

Seeing this, Bourbon successfully misunderstood him and looked at him without any trace, but found no obvious wounds.

"Why didn't Milton just tell me and just do it himself?"

Bourbon looked disappointed, "I thought I could help."

Bourbon didn't believe that the FBI was dead like this.

But if the opponent is Milton Duff, Bourbon cannot be 100% sure.

"Hmph."

Milton Duff glanced at him, "Are you sure it's to help? Rather than sharing the experience of being discovered?"

Bourbon blinked, "I said everything sincerely."

It seems that he was checked for information before . The person with the identity of the trafficker is the FBI.

Bourbon felt relieved, as long as he was not from the organization.

But it just so happens that we can check and fill in the gaps and make this identity more rigorous.

"Don't talk nonsense."

After finishing the cake, Milton Duff finally felt a little calmer, "What did Belmod ask you to do?"

"Well... to relax with you?"

Bourbon was also a little confused and took it from his pocket. Offered two tickets, "She asked me to accompany you to the Broadway theater to watch the musical at night."

Milton Duff:?

Faced with the rare confused look in the white-haired young man's eyes, Bourbon shrugged, "After all, the fact that your partner is an undercover agent is always a bit awkward."

Although he thought it was not that simple.

At first, Bourbon thought this was some extra secret communication between Milton and Bellmode. But now it seems that even Milton doesn’t know why Bellmode did what he did.

After thinking for a moment, Milton Duff glanced at the still bright sky outside the store and began to chase people away. "Then we'll see you in the evening. You can leave now."

"I don't have any tasks today."

Bourbon did not move. , "There are also many places you can go during the day. Wouldn't it be a bit monotonous to just watch a musical?"

"It's up to you."

Milton Dove raised her hand and ordered a new piece of cake from the waiter, "I don't care. Yours."

It has become apparent that BOSS has relaxed its supervision on him recently, and it is time for him to expand the scope of his activities.

After all, normally, it is impossible for him to know that there is a positioning chip in his body.

"It's okay."

The blond and dark-skinned man narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether he was laughing or thinking of something else. "I have legs, so I can follow you by myself."

After hearing this, Milton Duff said nothing and concentrated on enjoying the meal. gourmet food.

Most of the desserts here in the United States are so sweet that even he can't stand it. This store is one that Milton Duff rarely finds that suits his appetite.

He wouldn't stop eating just because the undercover was here.

"Milton really likes desserts."

Bourbon, who only ordered a drink, changed the topic, "Actually, I have been doing a little research on making desserts recently."

"..."

"Milton wants to try it another day. Want to try it? I'm worried that I can't find anyone to try it."

Milton Duff raised his head and stared at the blond and dark-skinned man in front of him.

Noticing the white-haired young man's gaze, Bourbon smiled calmly and allowed him to evaluate him.

"The desserts here in the United States are not in line with Asian tastes at all."

Bourbon complained, which just hit Milton Duff's idea, "If you have time, it would be better to try it yourself."

Milton Duff thought of the past in Scotland Make those desserts for him.

Even if Bourbon, which has inherited Scottish craftsmanship, is made worse, it should not be much worse.

"Okay." Milton Dove agreed.

Just treat it as interest, otherwise he really couldn't imagine what the Japanese police could do.

When it comes to cooking skills alone, the Japanese police are much better than the FBI.

Seeing this, Bourbon raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise. He thought Milton would not agree.

After finishing his cake, Milton Duff stood up to pay and left, "Go to the next store."

Bourbon stood up and, because of the angle, he noticed a faint bite mark on the back of Milton Duff's neck.

……What's this?

The white-haired young man wore a simple round-neck T-shirt today. He did not go out of his way to cover the wound on the back of his neck.

To Milton Dove, wounds were just wounds, nothing to stop.

Instead, Bourbon pulled his arm, "...Milton, have you been bitten?"

"Don't make a fuss."

Milton Duff glanced at him, and her originally calm mood became a little angry, "Ignore it. "

Who bit you?" Bourbon looked a little reluctant.

He seemed to know why Belmode gave him two tickets to the musical.

It turns out that relaxing is really relaxing. Anyone can be the candidate. He just happens to have no mission and is nearby.

"Gin." Milton Duff frowned, "Why are you asking for so much detail?"

"No."

Bourbon calmly retracted his hand, "As an intelligence officer, you always want to know more subconsciously."

"That's right. , Milton, have you made an appointment for rabies vaccination?”

Milton Duff:?