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Natsuki could feel the killing intent on Gin Jiu's body flash.

He had no doubt that as long as he answered incorrectly, after leaving, Gin Jiu would finish smoking, leisurely drive by the Porsche, and give him a peanut rice.

"I came to hand in the task, and the task in the previous email sent to me, I completed it perfectly."

"I didn't expect to meet here."

Natsuki told the truth that Gin Jiu was a smart person, and smart people only cared about the issues he cared about most.

That's why Gin Jiu asks him what he came for, not why he recognizes Gin Jiu.

After all, his parents used to be Gin Jiu's subordinates, and he had a desire to join the distillery character, and he knew from his parents that the image of the two was very reasonable.

Therefore, as soon as Natsuki came, he showed that in order to hand over the task, he was also practicing his personality, indicating that he wanted to do things for the organization through the investigation of ginjiu.

The reason why he took the initiative to find gin wine is because the manuscript fee is about to be paid, as long as he proves that he has the ability to do things for the organization, he does not have to pay the organization anymore.

Look at the ginjiu, a casual blackmail is 100 million, you should not look at his little fraction.

With Little Red Riding Hood in hand, Xia Mu was a lot more angry.

"Mission?"

A puzzled look appeared on Gin Jiu's face.

"It's the female star."

Natsuki reminded, so Gin Jiu can't remember exactly, is this task just for fun?

I didn't expect that gin wine also has a bad taste.

Xia Mu muttered in his heart, feeling that the painting style was not quite right.

Gin Jiu did not continue to speak, his cold eyes were on the vodka, stayed for a moment, and then turned to leave.

He also glanced at Natsuki as he left.

Xia Mu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Ahahaha, that..."

vodka laughed awkwardly.

"You are Natsuki, I have seen your work, it is indeed very good."

Vodka changed the subject, he felt okay about the pure black Natsuki, mainly because he had a good impression of Natsuki's works.

For a long time, vodka's main business was to work as a driver for ginjiu, and his side job was to work for organizations.

The business ability is much worse than that of ginjiu, and sometimes he has to wipe his ass with ginjiu.

When he saw Natsuki's work, Vodka felt that he had found a treasure, and the modus operandi in it gave him a lot of inspiration, which seemed to him much better than that novel by Yusaku Kudo.

After all, this was created by the people of the organization.

Vodka felt that after reading it, his mind was full of wisdom and knowledge.

"So that's not a mission?"

Natsuki took out his mobile phone, and there was a photo on it of Yoko Okino's house.

Vodka was a little embarrassed, how could he explain it.

Because he has been chasing Natsuki's works, he knows that Natsuki's new plot is designing a female star role, and the character has only one back.

Vodka guessed that Natsuki, who pursues the ultimate and perfection, cannot fictionalize a perfect female star image only through TV, so he will advise Natsuki to tail each other.

People who rely on inspiration to create will more or less need some strange behavior to get inspiration.

Vodka has seen a lot.

But he didn't expect that Natsuki, who was bent on doing things for the organization, would think that it was a task.

How should he explain this, if he denies it, he must admit that he has been watching the other party's works, and will this member who has not officially entered the organization find out that he is not capable.

If you admit it, this strange task is too damaging to the image of the organization and big brother.

After hesitation, vodka still chose not to say anything.

"That's not a task, how can you have this illusion."

Vodka made a face, patted Natsuki's shoulder, and said seriously:

"I and my eldest brother know your intentions, but the organization is not as simple as you think, your ability still needs to be investigated, there are simple tasks in the future, I will let the eldest brother hand it over to you."

"You do your job first."

Where else could Natsuki not know what happened, although vodka tried to cover up, but Natsuki guessed.

Before Natsuki felt that something was wrong, the task of the organization was very strange, and he always felt that he had forgotten something.

Now that he finally remembered, he forgot the cause of Xia Muzhiqing's death.

Natsuki Zhiqing died suddenly, but when he was conceiving the work.

That was simply the advice that vodka gave him, not a task.

I didn't expect you to have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and your mind is so dirty!

"Fiction is never really a creation."

After making a fuss, hearing that vodka asked him to do his job, Natsuki shook his head, left a meaningful word for vodka, and then turned to leave.

Vodka was a little puzzled, but he didn't think about it, as long as Natsuki didn't know that he had been paying attention to Natsuki's work.

......

Natsuki, who left, went straight to the place he had longed for for a long time.

The queue for roller coasters.

Just now he saw behind Kudo Shinichi, two points of light next to each other.

That's heaven.

Lady Luck beckons.

When Natsuki arrived, Shinichi and Xiaolan were lining up and were about to be led by the staff to board the roller coaster.

Natsuki goes straight to the two points of light in the field of view, uses Little Red Riding Hood to successfully approach each other, and then collects negative items.

Shinichi and Koran didn't have ...

The little lady who practices gymnastics has it.

[Negative Items: Immersed Past]

and the ex-boyfriend of Miss Gymnastics.

[Negative Goods: Tolerance of Love]

There are four people in a group, and only two people have negative items on them.

After collecting it, Natsuki turned to leave, and he still didn't look at the picture of blood gushing.

......

At this time, in a tunnel of the roller coaster, several children were secretly and sneakily.

It is Ayumi, Genta and Mitsuhiko three little ones.

Because they didn't have enough money with them, in order to save the fare to go home, the three climbed in along the hole outside the ticket gate.

Because the roller coasters here are mainly mysterious and terrifying, when you sit on it and pass through the tunnel, you can see all kinds of ghosts jumping out on both sides.

So in addition to the tracks, there is space inside.

The three little ones walked next to the track.

"What should I do now?" Yuanta, who was following behind, couldn't help but ask.

"Just like that, just find the place to queue."

Ayumi supported the wall of the tunnel and walked forward cautiously.

"So where the line is?"

It was pitch black all around, and Hikari couldn't help but be a little afraid.

At this time, the three little ones did not notice that Xia Mu, who had been equipped with Little Red Riding Hood, was following behind them step by step.

A booming sound began to sound, and the track began to vibrate.

Soon, roller coasters roared past, and a series of screams sounded in the tunnel.

Gin sat calmly on it, and Vodka's expression was surprised.

Natsuki knew, and Gin already knew what was going on.

A crisp sound sounded, the sound of beads falling to the ground.

"Huh, something."

Ayumi looked down suspiciously, but Natsuki had already put on his gloves and put the beads in the sealed pocket he carried.

Natsuki searched around and found a hook and a thin line tied to the hook on the track.

There are also a few beads scattered around.

The things were almost collected, and Natsuki quietly left, and at this time the three tool men did not know what happened.

......

The roller coaster returned to the starting point, and the people above got off in horror.

Because on the roller coaster they were sitting on, a murder occurred!

Someone kissed their girlfriend before going up, and it was cold after coming down.

Well, Natsuki looked at it, and the victim's mood was stable in front of the grave, and he did not accuse the murderer.