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Polestar Bar, in front of the box.

Qin Jiu looked at Xia Mu who stopped in front of him, without saying a word, Gu took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Xia Mu on the opposite side sensibly handed over a lit lighter.

Press the lighter with one hand and protect the fire with the other.

Waiting for Gin Jiu to bow his head slightly and light the cigarette, Natsuki withdrew his hand.

Wood, floating for half a life, only hates the Lord who has not yet met, if the public does not abandon, Mu, may worship as a righteous father!

Natsuki was tempted to say that.

Then he can logically pull out the wrench and give the gin wine.

Just for a moment, soon it will be good.

But Gin Jiu's performance just now was clearly wrong.

Gin Jiu first asked Natsuki what the woman had told him.

Then after Natsuki mentioned the name of Martini, he dropped a boring game and turned away.

Therefore, Belmode's letter is doubtful.

Natsuki wasn't sure if it was doubtful about the name of his wine, or whether it was doubtful about the relationship between himself and her and Gin Jiu, which Belmod implied.

Or, both.

Today's gin wine is colder than usual.

Perhaps because he had just killed someone, there was still an icy aura around the ginjiu.

Natsuki felt the faint killing intent remaining on Gin Jiu.

It seems that there are still a few points... Pleased?

Natsuki didn't know if it was his own delusion.

For no reason, I affirmed my previous speculation.

Gin Jiu just came over after dealing with the traitor.

Gin Jiu seemed to be laughing, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the remaining killing intent on his body jumped slightly, and he still had a bit of unfinished feeling.

Probably, there are other tasks next.

It is estimated that it is again some gin wine so-called rats.

"Boss, I have something for you."

The same smoke swirled around Natsuki's fingertips, and Natsuki took a deep breath, then placed the large backpack behind his back on the ground.

Wow –

the zipper slowly unfolds, revealing what's inside.

Natsuki's wrench prepared for ginsake, lying in it.

Unfortunately, it is not needed today.

Seeing what was inside, Gin Jiu raised an eyebrow.

The vodka on the side grinned his big teeth and showed a mocking sneer.

Who carries a wrench with him.

If anyone said that Natsuki wanted to be bad for ginjiu, he wouldn't believe it.

There is not even a gun, and it is difficult to kill those rats.

If this hurts the gin, then vodka does not have to follow the gin.

The same is with the eldest brother, this kid is still stuck in the stage of bad on the street, carrying sticks and chopping people.

Vodka is ashamed to think about.

Go back and equip this kid with a gun, you can't lose the boss's face.

In the backpack, next to the wrench, there was also a black paper seal.

Natsuki took out the paper seal and handed it to the ginjiu.

The paper seal was only a thin layer, and it was impossible to see what it contained.

Gin Jiu did not move, his hat covered the silver broken hair in front of his forehead, and the suppressed bangs fell down, and the ends of his hair covered his expression.

It can only be seen by the lower half of the face. He was faintly laughing.

I can't see if it's a mockery or something else.

No matter what kind of expression he had, there was a little more coldness on Gin Jiu's face.

The style has always been beautiful, even when laughing, it has a bit of evil aura.

Vodka seals the paper.

It opened in front of Natsuki, revealing the contents inside.

It was a red handkerchief-like thing.

Vodka took out the contents and unfolded them.

It was a red silk scarf, about forty or fifty centimeters long, and it looked like an ornament.

Vodka imagined it.

If the boss brings it, whether it is tied to the arm or in another position.

With the boss's handsome black trench coat, and long silver hair, it feels like... A bit handsome.

That is, after wearing it, it will be more conspicuous.

But with the silver hair of gin wine, it seems that this is not bad?

Vodka pouted, this kid still doesn't understand the boss, he would actually give such a useless thing.

"This is what I found in my mailbox at home. It seems to have been sent by some fan. Natsuki

said the excuse he had thought of in advance.

After all, he was also a best-selling cartoonist before, and it's normal for fans to send him gifts.

Recently, because he was exposed to the case, he was active in front of the media, and his home address has been known.

Although the exposure range is limited to the vicinity of Tokyo.

But where did the fans accidentally see the report, know his address, and send him gifts?

"The first time I saw it, I felt that this thing must be very suitable for you, the boss."

Natsuki smiled sincerely.

"Did you say yes, vodka."

Natsuki threw the problem to vodka.

Vodka's eyes widened.

Can he say no?

"What doesn't look good about the boss?"

Vodka was rarely clever, asked rhetorically.

This word cannot be picked up indiscriminately.

Although he really wanted to see it.

Meeting Natsuki's expectant gaze, Gin Jiu was silent for a moment.

It took a long time for him to spit out a few words from his mouth.

"..., I have a heart."

Then Gin Jiu took the red scarf in vodka's surprised eyes, gestured, and then subconsciously tied it to his chest in the way of a tie.

A black turtleneck trench coat covers the back of the red scarf.

Only the front end is left, loosely slung across the outside of the turtleneck.

Seem...... It's a bit handsome indeed!

Natsuki muttered in his heart, and Vodka's eyes lit up, secretly admiring his vision.

Natsuki then noticed that Gin Jiu seemed to like this outfit very much.

Black turtleneck trench coat, plus a turtleneck sweater underneath.

The few times he saw ginjiu, he never changed his style.

Only sweaters change colors occasionally.

Isn't gin hot?

Or cold-blooded human body temperature is low.

Natsuki took the mirror out of his backpack and placed it in front of Gin Jiu.

Gin Jiu tugged at the bow tie on his chest casually, and his expression could not tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

"So be it, concentrate on your task."

Gin Jiu tugged at the collar of his trench coat and said.

After all, the subordinate's heart, if this can make Natsuki work harder for the organization, Gin Jiu feels that it is acceptable.

At least not like last time, it is difficult to respond to the simple sentence in Natsuki's mouth, "Long time no see." "

The only woman in the organization who can make Gin Jiu casually chat with is that woman."

Others, not yet.

Natsuki is just a little more pleasing to the eye than the other members.

For now, it's a little more loyal and competent.

Then Gin Jiu bypassed Natsuki and left with vodka.

Walking out of the box, Gin Jiu didn't know what to think of, and laughed inexplicably.

"Huh..." Natsuki

behind him looked puzzled.

......

That night, I went to pick up Xiao Mo and then returned home.

Halfway through, he also specially took Xiao Mo to buy some things.

Some simple chemical equipment.

He was ready to turn Jean's maple leaf gold coins into gold bars.

But don't worry tonight, Natsuki piled things in the basement first, planning to get them tomorrow.

After washing, lie down in bed.

When he was about to fall asleep, Natsuki felt his head itch a little.

"The head is so itchy, it won't grow a brain."

A thought flashed in the mind of the confused Natsuki.

Then he fell asleep.