Conan's winery play house

Facing Bourbon's inquiry, Ireland's expression was a little strange, and that mature and threatening face clearly revealed that there was something hidden in this matter.

But he did not answer Bourbon's question.

Bourbon raised his eyebrows, and his eyes turned to Aiwe Lier beside him.

"Tell me where Tequila went." He asked simply and straightforwardly.

It is easier to get the answer from Avicril than from Ireland.

After all... As long as the other party is still immersed in this absurd game of playing house, Avicril will never reject the so-called family.

The fact was just as he thought.

Ireland was unwilling to tell Bourbon about it, but Avicril had no intention of hiding it.

When Bourbon asked this question, he successfully told the other party the answer.

"Uncle Tequila is receiving treatment in the underground laboratory." The boy with white hair and blue eyes said with a lonely smile.

There was lingering frustration and confusion between his brows and eyes, and he said in a confused, aggrieved and puzzled tone: "Uncle Tequila wanted to escape. As soon as I got home, I saw him lying in the yard.

There were many animal traps on his body and he bled a lot, so I took him back home and treated his wounds..."

"After taking care of the wounds on his body, I punished him again because of his behavior of escaping." The two completely opposite qualities of gentleness and cruelty are vividly reflected in him.

He lowered his eyes as if unaware, and his long frost-colored eyelashes seemed to be filled with falling snowflakes.

"He can't leave me. It's wrong to run away. If you do something wrong, you should be punished."

"But why does he want to leave me?" He suddenly raised his head, staring at Bourbon and Ireland with doubtful and curious eyes.

This is the problem...

Bourbon looked away subtly, and put his hand in front of his mouth to cover the lower half of his face.

What should I say...

Avicril is like this...

If he were Tequila, he would also want to run away.

But thinking and taking action are two different things. With Avicril's ability, he can't escape even if he wants to.

If it were Bourbon, he would have many ways to make his life a hundred times better than Kira's even if he didn't run away.

But Tequila has no brains and doesn't even think about how to improve his life in a bad environment. He just wants to run away.

"It's Tequila's fault." Ireland said categorically after being silent for a while.

Bourbon secretly sneered.

The way Ireland coaxes children is really funny and ridiculous.

"But...be gentler next time." Ireland said in a complicated tone.

It would be terrible if Tequila was accidentally beaten to death or suffered serious injuries that could not be healed.

The smell of blood in the air has long been replaced by the fragrant fragrance of flowers, and the floor is clean enough to reflect the slightly slender figure.

Robert also collected the bloody animal traps in the yard, cleaned them, and put them on the coffee table.

The white-haired and dark-skinned man stood up with a bear trap in his hand, his posture casual as if he was not worried about being hurt by the bear trap: "I'm going to rearrange the decorations, and remember to prepare dinner."

"Thank you Robert for preparing dinner for four people, as well as the food of Bai Jade Roll." Aito said to Robert while looking at the figure setting up a new trap in the yard.

"By the way, Tequila won't have any side effects, right?" Ireland asked as if a sudden thought had occurred to him, looking at the boy with questioning eyes.

The boy with white hair and blue eyes seemed to have not expected that the other party would ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment, and then slowly showed a soft and innocent smile, with a slightly curious tone: "Why do you ask that?"

"Does Uncle Ireland have a good relationship with Uncle Tequila? So are you worried about him?" He asked as if he was simply curious about the relationship between Ireland and Tequila.

As if inadvertently, he lowered his eyes and saw the figure in the laboratory below as if through layers of obstacles.

The seeming coldness made Ireland a little confused about the source.

He looked around. The windows were wide open and the curtains were moving in the wind.

Maybe the wind is a little cold?

"No, I have only been on two missions with him." Ireland shook his head and distanced himself from the relationship with Tequila.

He doesn't like to have relationships with others, and he doesn't want to be said to have a particularly good relationship with anyone, except for Pisco and Avicril.

"It's just care between colleagues. There is a difference between missing one base member and missing one ordinary code member." Ireland said in a deep tone, with meaning.

Ordinary code names will not cause excessive competition, but the code name of the base wine... will cause many people to fight for it.

If this Tequila dies, he will have no brothers, sisters, or children, so it is inevitable to choose a new member to inherit the codename.

In this way, the young people in the organization will be busy for a long time.

"That's right." Aito nodded.

"Don't worry, Uncle Tequila won't have any side effects." He answered Ireland's question with a sweet and gentle smile.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Ireland feels...

Avril seems a little regretful?

He observed the young man intently, but couldn't see anything.

She was as soft and innocent as there were no blind spots, and she rested her head on his chest without warning, her eyes full of trust and dependence.

Almost everyone who sees the other person like this will have an idea -

He believed in Ireland, depended on Ireland, and could not leave Ireland.

Ireland briefly lost its language ability in front of such Avicril.

In the end, he just reached out and touched the boy's hair with restraint, suppressing all his thoughts.

"Is the meal ready?" Bourbon finally came back, with his sleeves rolled up on both sides, revealing his strong arm muscles, and there was a lingering but attractive bad boy aura about him.

"It looks like it's ready." He glanced at the location of the kitchen, smiled inexplicably, and asked himself.

Robert cooperated and brought out the prepared dishes.

The three of them sat down at the dining table.

"It seems that Bai Yujuan doesn't want to go out to eat today..." Aito looked at the empty place specially prepared for Bai Yujuan and lowered his eyes.

Keeping a pet is something that requires more care.

Especially if the pet once belonged to someone else.

He needs to do better to make Bai Yujuan forget Brother Tou.

"I'll bring the food to it." He stood up and walked up the stairs with the food.

Bourbon and Ireland sat in their seats, looking at the back of the young man going upstairs.

"Avicril always likes to waste time on insignificant things..." The man with white hair and blue eyes and dark skin said meaningfully as he stared at the deserted stairs.

For example, the dog that fell into the valley zero.

A guy whose life has no meaning at all.

He should die with his master.

"Aito is a gentle child." Ireland said with a gentle expression.

Whether it is toward people, animals, or even robots, there is a gentleness that is equal to all things.

"Gentle?" Bourbon sneered, as if mocking Ireland's eyes.

How blind do you have to be to say this?

But at the same time, there was a secret joy quietly flowing out of his heart.

No one knows what happened in the other world.

Only they knew what Avicril had done with them in another world, and what they had done together in this world.

This is the secret of their three bottles of whiskey and Ivy Clear.