I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Oh?" Melo was the first to react, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "So, are we still suspected by Gin?"

"When did I say that?" Nan Ling asked innocently, "You also know the character of Qin Jiu, he doubts everyone."

True and false, false and true.

As for what Gin said to him, and what was the main purpose of this gathering...

Let them guess.

Only by making them suspicious can they see a good show.

The human heart... can never resist temptation.

"Mortal's words are always so boring." Mora raised his chin and turned around, "If your wish is to sow discord, please do so."

"A guilty conscience?" Nan Ling threw out a sentence lightly, and Moruo stubbornly stayed in place, "Why did you leave from the blue origin, I think you know best."

"The origin of cyan?" It was obviously the first time Melo heard about this. She frowned and looked at Nan Ling, "Why don't I, who is also an examiner, know about this kind of thing?"

"Because I went to see him after I figured it out." Nan Ling said with a smile, "Oh, I always have my own information channel, this is a secret."

Mello took a deep breath.

She didn't know much about Chat—they had only been on a mission together once.

And it was that mission that made her understand the unfathomable nature of this person.

Unexpectedly, that is not all-

The words on his lips were half-truths and half-truths, and there was always an inexplicable smile on his face. Or a sudden change of face, moody.

Although it's not as scary as gin at first glance...

But if Gin is a lone wolf, then Chart is more like a venomous boa constrictor.

As expected of a person whose status is second only to gin. Even though Gin has always been disliked by him, he still recognizes Chat's ability quite a bit.

Melo raised his vigilance against Chat in his heart again.

Moruo turned his back to Nan Ling, his face a little ugly.

Just as Nan Ling had guessed, he came to the black-clothed organization for another purpose.

Said to be undercover...it's pretty much the same.

Cyan Origin currently doesn't want anything from the organization, they just simply want to figure out what the organization is.

Purpose? personnel? sphere of influence?

They know nothing.

If it wasn't for the turmoil caused by a member of the parliament before, they would not even know the existence of this organization.

So they spent some time and a bit of bitterness to get Moro to disconnect from the bright face of the blue origin, and then joined the winery.

The process wasn't all that smooth—his past organization raised him with suspicion, but after a flurry of scrutiny, he managed to get his code name.

Just didn't expect...

Moro listened to Chat's bright words, but his heart sank involuntarily.

I am still suspicious...

The guilty thief Moruo didn't stay here much, he snorted with a contemptuous expression on his face, and immediately left this place of right and wrong.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would be exposed in front of Chat.

When I saw him for the first time that day, I didn't think there was anything wrong... I still underestimated the enemy, which is really unbelievable.

"Ah, let's go." Nan Ling's tone was relaxed, the only silver-gray pupils on his face shone with malicious light, and a cold smile almost overflowed from his eyes, "It's interesting, but I want to see it. Let's see how Gin will react to this."

"I think he's getting cold." Antoine said what was in his heart very naturally, "I'll say it before, I don't want to bump into the gin at that time."

Nan Ling covered his stomach and laughed sullenly, "Ah... Kirsch, that's what I like about you."

He took advantage of the situation and put on Antoine's shoulder, "But how can you just say the truth."

Antoine blinked inexplicably.

"Keep it a secret." Nan Ling raised a finger in front of his mouth and narrowed his silver-gray eyes, "A prey that doesn't know anything is interesting."

Antoine shrugged, "Just be happy."

After all these years, Chat is still as bad as ever.

He was used to it.

"Huh? Bourbon, what are you doing?" Nan Ling finished teasing Moro, and immediately turned his attention to Amuro, with a playful tone, "I didn't say that Konyak was undercover... I was joking, you It won't be serious."

Toru Amuro wanted to kill him immediately.

He smacked his lips irritably inwardly, thinking that Chat couldn't possibly be a good man. With such a bad character, he would actually pity him before. It's a real treat for the dog.

The Shinkansen thing is probably just a coincidence... At least, Chat should have another purpose.

Someone like him would risk his life to disarm the bomb because he cared about the lives of that car?

An Shitou looked at Nan Ling leisurely leaning on the sofa, and his intuition was 'this is impossible'.

Hateful people must be pitiful...but not the other way around?

He can't deny the bad things that Nan Ling has done because of his miserable past.

But just like what the other party said last time, it was all in the past, and they have long since owed each other.

After that, it's up to you.

"Then your joke sounds really dangerous." An Shitou slowly walked from the door, but only a few steps to Nan Ling's side, staring condescendingly at those indifferent gray eyes, "Jin Jiu also really trusts What about you, you actually entrusted this kind of task to you."

The corner of his mouth raised a smile with no smile at all, "But... since our group of suspected people are put together, are you really that special?"

Nan Ling raised his head and looked at An Shitou, who meant something.

This man is an old hermaphrodite.

Actually want to provoke the relationship between him and Gin?

ridiculous.

Does his relationship with Gin still need provocation? He wished that the gin and wine would be finished soon, so as not to delay his great cause of fishing.

But on the surface...

So An Shitou heard Nan Ling immediately say without hesitation—

"Of course~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am the special one."

Ignoring An Shitou's stiff face, Nan Ling said cheerfully, "After all, he doesn't even want to kill me, so why would he suspect me?"

Toru Amuro's expression... It's probably as disgusting as eating shit.

Can you please stop being so hypocritical? The last time he said he wouldn't kill you, he wanted to take your limbs back with you.

He had no intention of continuing the conversation with Chat, who was pretending to be mad and foolish, and withdrew the smirk on his face, a sharp light flashed in his foggy blue eyes, "As much as you suspect, I'm free to investigate, but I advise You, being wise and protecting yourself is the right way."

"Looking at what you said, it's really sad." Nan Ling said lazily, "How could I doubt you, we are people with a common secret, a grasshopper on a rope."

He sat up, put on a rare serious look, put his ear to his ear before Amuro could react, and whispered—

"Mr. Amuro, we are accomplices."