Chapter 54: Subtle Displeasure

After entering the apartment, Yaya Hayagiri threw the blood-stained dagger on the coffee table and entered the bathroom.

To this day, the taste of blood still lingers in his mouth.

Finally washing away the taste in her mouth, Zaowu Miye wiped off the water stains on her face, placed her hands on the sink, and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror, the white-haired young man's originally soft lips were now red and swollen, and a large piece of skin was broken at the corner of his mouth, which would not heal in a few days.

"..."

Hayagiri scratched her hair irritably, unable to understand that Gin had such thoughts about her.

He returned to the living room, fell onto the sofa, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Belmode.

When in doubt, ask the experts.

On the other side, Belmode, who was exchanging intelligence with Bourbon, saw the text message and couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Bravo!"

Belmod moved his fingers, too lazy to think about the bourbon beside him, and immediately dialed Gin's phone number.

She really wanted to see what Gin looked like now.

The phone rang three times and was hung up.

Seeing this, Belmod regretfully switched his phone back to the text message interface. Gin was really boring.

This kind of "good thing" should be shared!

Bourbon, who was watching the whole process silently, asked tentatively, "Is it good news about some organization?"

"No, it's Lucifer's cute little trouble."

After replying to the text message, Belmod put down the phone and said thoughtfully. : "Bourbon, how is your relationship with Lucifer?"

"It's going well." Bourbon answered ambiguously.

He thought about the scene of Milton and Gin leaving together just now. Could something have happened to the other party?

Judging from Belmod's appearance, it should be fine.

"Hmm..."

Belmode stroked her red lips. After all, bourbon was blond, although it was different from Brandy's blond hair...

but that was where he lost.

However, Bourbon was someone she casually introduced to Milton to distract him, and he was useful enough as a tool.

If Bourbon hadn't somehow learned about the relationship between her and BOSS... not many people in this secret organization would know.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed across Bellmode's eyes, and he quickly calmed down, "I should go."

"It's a grave sin to keep a lady up late."

Bourbon didn't try again. After all, he could meet Milton tomorrow.

The next day, an outdoor drink shop.

"Why have you been staring at me?"

Milton Duff frowned, lowered his head and took a sip of ice drink through a straw, hissing - the corner of his mouth hurt.

Damn gin!

Hearing this, Bourbon withdrew his gaze from falling on the other party's lips.

Tsk.

There's a...subtle discomfort.

Because it is too subtle, it is impossible to accurately evaluate this feeling.

Did Milton go to bed with Gin last night?

Bourbon secretly looked at the white-haired young man and thought there shouldn't be one.

Otherwise, Milton would not be sitting here properly now.

Faintly aware of something, Milton Duff narrowed his eyes, "What are you mumbling in your mind again?"

"Can't Milton see what I'm thinking about?" Bourbon smiled, folding his hands and supporting his chin.

"Don't think about gin in front of me."

Milton Dove took a big sip of the drink and bit the straw with his teeth. "I'm done with him now!"

"Oh?" Bourbon raised his eyebrows. , showing a somewhat unexpected expression of not knowing whether it was true or false.

It appears that Milton rejected the gin.

After coming to a conclusion, the subtle discomfort in Bourbon's heart subtly disappeared.

Thinking of something, Milton Duff rolled his eyes, "Do you want to beat up Gin?"

"Why should I beat up Gin for no reason?"

Probably guessing what the other party was thinking, Bourbon asked deliberately: " I don’t want to be a thorn in Gin’s side.

”

Milton Duff stirred the ice cubes in the glass with a straw, and he didn't usually see you quarreling with gin.

"But I have another suggestion."

Bourbon changed the topic, "If Milton can help capture Gin..."

"Impossible!"

Milton Duff glared at him, "Before that, I will send you to see Rai first."

Although he didn't understand why Gin had such thoughts about him, in other matters, the other party was still Milton Duff's trusted companion.

Bourbon said casually and shrugged, "I would rather stay in the organization."

But if there was such an opportunity, he didn't think he would give up easily.

After Bourbon said this, Milton Duff became even more unhappy.

How about taking away all Gin's weapons and locking him and Lulu in the same room.

Don't let him out until he's been bitten a few times.

Milton Dove quickly abandons the plan and Lulu is innocent!

The white-haired young man took out his mobile phone and looked again at the various wine code names that Belmode sent him last night.

It was okay to let him think for himself and keep everyone around him, Milton Dove didn't understand.

Will this dispel Gin's idea?

Or is there anyone among them who can do gin? Milton Dove flipped through the list carefully, giving up hope.

If it really happened, he would have already become famous within the organization.

Milton Duff puffed up his cheeks, no, he had to do something to take revenge.

Bourbon, who was sitting opposite, saw the white-haired young man's actions and wanted to laugh for some reason.

But when I saw the wound at the corner of his mouth, that subtle feeling came again.

Overlooking this point, Bourbon brought up another matter, "By the way, how should I give you dessert?"

When he was in the United States, Bourbon would come to your door every now and then.

"..." Milton Dove couldn't say anything about not eating.

But he didn't want to reveal his current address, nor did he want to meet Bourbon every day.

How about brainwashing Bourbon? After brainwashing, there won't be so many problems.

Facing the white-haired young man's eager eyes, an inexplicable chill rose behind Bourbon.

"Milton." Bourbon looked at him inquiringly, "You seem to have some thoughts about me."

Both parties knew that one thought was not the other.

"Indeed." Milton Dove admitted, "I'm thinking about the feasibility of it."

Bourbon: ...

He began to quickly list the thoughts that Milton might have, but couldn't find a clue for the time being.

It seems like this happened after mentioning dessert?

"Alas." Milton Dove sighed, "Things that are forced are often soulless."

As a brainwashed member, he knew this all too well.

The desserts made by Bourbon now are very soulful. If it brainwashes people, Milton Dove thinks that he may only be able to eat assembly line desserts.

It was clear that the other party looked like he was giving up, but Bourbon was even more afraid to relax.

Just when he wanted to test a few more words to see if he could get more information, a voice sounded beside the two of them.

"Milton, you actually like blond hair now?"

The 1.9-meter-tall red-haired man stood carelessly at the table, obviously hearing the last few words of the conversation between the two.

He looked at Bourbon in disbelief, "Unbelievable!"

Bourbon became alert. Is this person also a member of the organization?

"...Fifque." Milton Duff paused slightly, "Don't read my lips casually."

"Okay."

Fifque slumped his shoulders, then bent down to lift the white-haired young man from the chair and spin him around. After walking around, "Milton, did you miss me? I just came back from Europe with great difficulty!"

Upon hearing this, Bourbon's eyes flashed slightly, Europe...

Milton Duff is indeed familiar with people. He grabbed his hair and pulled hard, "Put me down!"

All the people around him looked over.

Wei Que reluctantly obeyed, and after putting the man down, he hugged him and took a deep breath, "Milton still smells so good~"

Bourbon: ...

What's going on in the scene in Vision where the shit shoveler sucks the cat?

Putting away the inexplicable sense of sight, the blond and dark-skinned man stood up, grabbed the red-haired man's wrist, and stopped his next move.

"Fifque... right?" Bourbon's hand pressed hard, "Aren't you a bit too borderline-minded?"

Fifque's red eyes of the same color as his hair glanced at the hand on his wrist, and put The other hand came up, and the corner of his mouth lowered, "I declare, you are a bit annoying."

Sensing the other party's struggle, Bourbon continued to exert force, and said with a smile: "We are each other, you don't look much. Very attractive."

Wei Que opened his eyes and turned to look at the white-haired young man aside, "Milton~"

Bourbon also turned his head, "Milton?"

Milton Duff said with a headache.

"Since we both hate each other, let's continue holding their hands."

Milton Dove took their hands and forcibly changed their movements to shaking hands. "When do you like each other? When do you sit down?"

Fifque was about to make a fuss, "That's disgusting! I can't bear to shake hands with a man for a long time!"

"Of course, except Milton~"

Bourbon tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Looks like I'll have to do some disinfection later.

" Dundaph ignored them, turned around and sat down at her seat, and raised her hand to order a new drink from the waiter.

The two people who were left behind looked at each other, and Wei Que said first, "I've never seen you before."

"I'm from the intelligence team." Bourbon said without revealing his expression.

"No wonder I don't like you, mystic guy."

Wei Que muttered, "The action team really had a conflict with the intelligence team."

The two of them let go of their hands at the same time, and sat down next to Milton Duff, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Reconciled?" Milton Duff looked at the two of them, "Let's get down to business."

Wei Que looked at him aggrievedly, her tail hanging down behind her, "Can I apply for a different mission partner?

After reading the mission notification that he had just received on his phone, Bourbon said deliberately: "I'm afraid it won't work." Milton

Dove, who also read the mission, put away his phone and announced directly, "This mission will be in Kanagawa. We will gather in the afternoon. " "That's it."

"All protests are invalid."

The three of them went back to prepare. When no one was around, Milton Duff took out a small and special shielding device from his pocket.

It was the one that Wei Que had slipped into his pocket just now.

Ten minutes... Milton Dove put it away, it was enough.

When the three of them went to Kanagawa together, a piece of gossip quickly spread in the organization base in Tokyo.

There is a wound on the corner of Gin’s mouth! It was obviously bitten out!

"Which little wild cat did this? It's very exciting, Gin."

Belmode, who came to watch the excitement and asked questions knowingly, said what everyone was thinking.

"It seems you had a good night."

Gin, who was shut out by the little wild cat:...#

"Bellmode."

Gin looked at her gloomily, "The list you sent to Milton What does it mean?"

In order to find out what they had in common, Milton sent the list to Vodka for questioning, but unfortunately he didn't get any useful information.

"Look at you like this... Do you want to kill all the men who are close to him?"

Belmod flipped his hair, "I don't care, but you better restrain yourself now, Gin."

The BOSS is still paying attention to them.

"By the way, the latest news, Wei Que said that Lucifer seems to have some thoughts about Bourbon and wants to force him~"

Gin: ...

Gin turned around and left.

Belmode looked at his back and whistled, it was rare to see the gin being deflated.

Gin came to his Porsche, where Vodka was already waiting.

"Brother."

Vodka couldn't help but look at the injury at the corner of the silver-haired killer's mouth.

He also knows one more piece of information than everyone else, that is, Gin is also injured on his neck!

The "battle situation" between the two last night was obviously quite tragic.

The CP he knocked on is gone! This is simply worse than the collapse of Yoko Okino’s house!

Vodka indicates the need to slow down.

Gin ignored Vodka. When he saw someone opening the car door, his eyes were sharp. "Wait!"

He grabbed Vodka's back collar and tugged hard and threw it aside.

Vodka stumbled a few times and almost fell down.

The next second, the Porsche exploded in a pink-gold fire in front of the two people.

Vodka, who steadied his body, was stunned, "Brother... this can't be..."

Gin: ...

We should just lock Milton up and see if he can show off his teeth.

Humming an unknown tune, Milton Dove saved the picture of the Porsche wreckage he received with satisfaction.

Incidentally, he ignored the crying text message from Vodka.

Sorry, Afu. As a professional younger brother, sometimes you have to bear the consequences from your elder brother.

Bourbon from the driver's seat glanced at him and said jokingly, "Milton is suddenly in a good mood."

"I blew up Gin's Porsche."

Milton Duff shook his head proudly, not hiding anything, "Including all the cars he has in stock in the country."

Gin's usual car, the Porsche 356A, has long been discontinued, and he wants an identical one. It can only be specially customized.

The other vehicles in stock are all abroad, and it will take time to transfer them back to Japan.

No matter what, Gin had no choice but to take other cars during this period.

"..." It's a bit childish, Bourbon blinked, but he likes it.

So the blond and dark-skinned man sighed, "Wow."

"I'd like to remind you, Bourbon."

Sitting in the back row, Wei Que crossed his long legs and seemed to be gloating, "When I get back, I'll be careful. Wine.”

Bourbon:?

Milton blew up the car, why should he be careful?

Intuiting that there was a scam, while waiting for the red light, Bourbon took out his mobile phone and roughly checked the latest organizational news.

Then he saw the outrageous rumor that "Bourbon was so proud that he used Milton Duff's weapons to blow up Gin's car to provoke him."

On the phone, his own informant who had developed within the organization was still discreetly sending out information.

[Lord Bourbon, it is said that Gin was Milton Duff's first partner. The two did not separate until a few years ago. There must be a deep relationship between them. ]

[In short, I believe Mr. Bourbon! 】

Bourbon: ...

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, watched the green light turn on, and stepped on the accelerator.

This kind of rumor always has pros and cons, but if gin is mixed in...

Bourbon has no doubt that the other party will really kill the person Milton is interested in, so as to leave him alone, so that Mi Just choose him.

"It's a bit of a loss."

Bourbon couldn't confirm Gin's current attitude for the time being. "Milton, you have to protect me."

"After all, I took the blame for you."

Milton Duff:?

It's not dark yet, what is this Japanese police officer dreaming about?

"Drive well."

Milton Dove was ruthless. "Irregular driving will bring tears to my loved ones."*

Bourbon: ...

It's really strange to say this from the mouth of an organization member.

After entering the border of Kanagawa, the white Mazda slowed down and joined the traffic jam ahead.

The process of waiting for the car to move forward was too boring, so Milton Duff decisively invited Fifque to play the game.

Wei Que happily accepted.

For a moment, the sound of game sound effects continued in the closed car, making Bourbon, who was responsible for driving, seem out of place.

"Tuk tuk -"

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window.

The sound of the game in the car suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Bourbon slowly lowered the window, and what appeared outside the window was a female traffic policeman wearing a mobile uniform of the Traffic Police Department.

The woman with light brown straight hair first glanced around the car, and then said: "Hello, I am the captain of the Third Traffic Mobile Team of the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Headquarters Traffic Department, Hagiwara Sentsu."

"...Officer Hagiwara, Hello."

Bourbon did not expect to meet his sister from the same period here. He had heard Hagiwara Kenji mentioning him, but he was not sure whether Hagiwara Chisu knew about him.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"We received news that a group of robbers killed someone three hours ago and then drove away to Kanagawa."

Chisuke Hagiwara did not recognize Bourbon's appearance and said solemnly: "Characteristics of the robbers They were three adult men, and the model of the car they were driving when they were last seen in the surveillance was a Mazda."

Seeing the silence of the three, Hagiwara Chisu continued: "Of course, they changed multiple cars along the way, and Mazda is not certain."

"But . Some of you still meet some of the conditions, please cooperate with the investigation and show your ID."

While speaking, Hagiwara Chisu was also vigilant.

They did not have the specific appearance of the robbers, only the news that one of them had a waist injury.

Now generally speaking, the three people in the car are less suspect.

"Okay."

Bourbon followed Hagiwara Sensu's instructions and parked the car at the emergency exit, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Other traffic policemen came over, but when they saw the Finch who got out of the car last, they guessed that the people in the car were probably fine.

Among the three robbers, none is so tall.

Having said that, Hagiwara Chisu responsibly checked their documents.

"What are you planning to do when you come to Kanagawa?"

"We are mountain climbing enthusiasts."

Bourbon said without batting an eye, "We happened to be free today, so we made an appointment to go hiking together."

Hagiwara Chisui nodded and looked at the hiking clothes. The three people who obeyed have not found anything wrong yet.

Seeing this, Bourbon was completely relieved. It seemed that Hagiwara's sister didn't know his appearance.

"Huh?"

Chisuke Hagiwara stood in front of Milton Duff, "You look familiar."

Bourbon's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Milton Duff raised his eyes and looked at Wei Que vaguely, who nodded very lightly.

"Ah!"

Hagiwara Chisuke showed a look of sudden realization, "I remembered, are you the kid brought back by Kenji and Jinpei many years ago?"

"Are you wearing contact lenses now? This hair is dyed It's natural."

After hearing what Hagiwara Chisuke said, Bourbon's heart sank slightly. He didn't expect that Hagiwara Chishu had also met Milton Duff back then.

But if that's the case, why didn't Matsuda and the others mention this?

Bourbon quickly thought of the memory card that could not be found.

Could it be that...it's actually in Hagiwara Chisuma?

"I remembered it too."

Milton Duff showed a surprised expression and avoided the questions about hair color and contact lens. "I was a little afraid to recognize it before. Thank you for taking care of me back then."

"It's okay."

Hagiwara Chibi waved his hand, "Basically, Kenji and Jinpei were busy, so I only met you once."

Milton Duff pursed his lips and smiled, a little shy, with bright pink-gold eyes. Brightly, "But the reason why Hagiwara-kun is so willing to help others must be because you teach well."

Bourbon looked at the acting Milton Dove silently, and could hardly see any flaws.

If he hadn't known his true identity, he would have thought that what Milton said was sincere.

Maybe... there is indeed sincerity in it?

Chisuke Hagiwara, who was usually carefree, felt a little embarrassed by this look, "The main thing is that Kenji can do his best, haha."

"I won't disturb Officer Hagiwara's work."

Milton Dove looked at the long road not far away in time. The traffic jam queue, "I will visit you when I have time another day."

But the way of "visiting" is another matter.

Hagiwara Chisuke didn't know the specific situation that year, so he nodded when he saw this, "Do you have Kenji's contact information?"

"He is now a police officer in the Tokyo Investigation Section 1, right?"

Milton Dove did not answer her clearly. , "I met him when I was in Rice Flower Town."

Hagiwara Chisu thought that the other party had been in contact with his brother for a long time, so he said goodbye to him readily.

"If you encounter anyone suspected of being a robber, remember to call the police in time."

"Okay."

The three of them returned to the car one after another. Bourbon, who was walking behind, immediately synchronized this message to Hagiwara Kenji, who had not been in contact for a long time.

After returning to Japan, Bourbon only reconnected with Morofushi Kagemitsu.

He has too many things to be busy with, including keeping an eye on Milton, the Zero Group, the Crow Forum, and checking the relationship between the Kudo family and Milton, etc.

Thinking of this, Bourbon glanced at Milton and wanted to ask him why he wanted to help the police strengthen the firewall outside the undercover information.

What he said and what he did were completely opposite, which caused Bourbon's perception of Milton to change again and again.

It was too awkward, the blond and dark-skinned man sighed secretly.

In addition, he did not let go of the organizational tasks, which squeezed time to the extreme.

Milton Duff expressed his admiration for this. Even though he was like this, he still wanted to take the time to make desserts for him. He was indeed the king of rolls who only slept three hours a day!

Not to mention that during this period, Bourbon also found out the relationship between Belmod and BOSS, so it was only a matter of time before he found out about Karasuma Renye and the Karasuma Group.

Milton Duff didn't care about this. What happened to the black organization in the future was none of his business, including what the red team members thought.

Because before that, he will leave here with the people who belong to him.

After a few people got in the car, the atmosphere in the car fell into an eerie silence. No one mentioned the matter about the policewoman just now.

Milton Dove believed in Wei Que. Since he nodded, it meant that the Japanese police would never find the target.

The atmosphere of silence lasted until the mission location.

The place they are currently going to is an abandoned base of the organization in Kanagawa.

Some time ago, some peripheral members reported that the base seemed to be occupied by people from other forces.

Although it is just an empty shell, the status of the organization cannot be violated, and this time the three of them came to solve this problem.

The abandoned base is deep in the mountains, which is why the organization did not blow up the base in the first place.

The noise caused by the mountain collapse was too great, and the debris could not be cleaned up in time. If you just emptied the inside and discarded it, it would not be easily noticed.

After entering the mountains, there was a section of road where vehicles could not drive, so the three of them had to go on foot.

"I hate climbing mountains the most!"

Wei Que complained loudly, "It's useless anyway. Does the organization know how to recycle waste? What's wrong with giving it to others directly?"

Bourbon: ...

Mildonda also hates climbing mountains. Fu agreed, "A multinational organization is so stingy."

Bourbon:...

"Bourbon-chan~ What do you think?"

Wei Que continued to look for recognition, and he didn't look displeased with him before.

"Even if it's no longer needed, it's still something belonging to the organization."

Bourbon maintained his persona, but felt inexplicably embarrassed about acting in front of acquaintances, "It's not something that a messy organization can touch."

Milton Dove:...

No wonder Kudo Shinichi has no doubt that Bourbon is a gangster.

Oscar owes Japanese police a statuette!

"When will we arrive?"

As he said this, Wei Que's steps did not slow down at all, and he did not even take a few breaths. "If we continue walking, we won't have to go to Gunma County or Nagano County!"

Gunma Nagano Prefecture and Nagano Prefecture are both prefectures and cities surrounded by mountains, just next door to Kanagawa. The mountains in several counties and cities are connected to each other. If you keep walking in a certain direction, you may actually end up in Gunma County.

"There are traces."

Ignoring the shouts in his ears, Milton Duff stopped and looked around, "There are about six to ten people on the other side, all of them are adult males, with an average height of about 1.78 meters, only One of them is over 1.8 meters tall.

"This is probably their first time in the mountains. Well...some of them are weak, which shows that they lack training.

" . "

Although he already knew the opponent's ability, Bourbon was still shocked every time Milton showed it.

How can we instigate Milton to rebel?

It would be great if he was from the Japanese police.

Inevitably, Bourbon had such thoughts.

"Let's go. Only the top members of the Mud Guild have guns. The ordinary members basically use steel pipes. It seems that I can get off work early today~"

Milton Duff said with a vacant look, "This way, I can become the number one in the world. Two?"

"Suddenly I feel that the organizational style has been lowered."

Bourbon:.

Wei Que clapped his hands and said, "I've always wanted to say it. The black clothes of the organization have unified standards. Everyone wearing their own clothes really looks like a ragtag army pretending to be *."

"Bourbon-chan~ What do you think?"

"... You can make suggestions to BOSS. "

What words are still silenced?" Bourbon-chan said expressionlessly, "I think I hate what you call me."