I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"That's good." Nan Ling took a deep breath without a trace, feeling that his mind would explode sooner or later if he continued talking with him, "Last question tonight."

Todd nodded politely, "I'm all ears, Lord Cleaner."

Nan Ling's expression was a bit indescribable, "...don't call me that."

"Is that the last question? That—" Todd was a little surprised.

"—No." Nan Ling felt unreasonable pain, and said word by word, "Just don't call me that."

It has been a long time since he passed the second phase of the middle school. It is so embarrassing to be called by others that he can pull out a whole magic fairy castle from the soles of his feet.

"...Good Lord Cleaner, I know Lord Cleaner." Todd looked polite, and he couldn't tell whether he meant it on purpose or sincerely.

Nan Ling resisted his urge to scold the street, feeling that he would go crazy first if he went on like this.

So he tried his best to ignore Todd's question, and asked his own question persistently, "Why hasn't Cyan Origin recognized my neutrality yet?"

He really didn't quite understand.

If it’s an ordinary person, it doesn’t matter. The problem is that several organizations including the Rat Group have already recognized this neutrality. At this time, his identity is very delicate.

And from the overall point of view, a clear neutrality has advantages and disadvantages. Therefore, in the influential organizations now, only the cyan origin is left and the iron refuses to admit it.

"This... it's really rude." Todd was suddenly a little embarrassed. "I thought you were one of those sinners before, so I voted against it."

Nan Ling looked at him silently, apparently asking him to explain.

"If we want to make a decision on behalf of the entire organization, it will be voted, and if more than two-thirds agree, it will be passed." Todd explained very kindly, "Last time, the people who agreed and disagreed were probably It was half and half, so it failed."

"I see." Nan Ling touched his chin.

It's kind of interesting, but it's actually a little bit worse.

Those who voted against... probably thought he was not fashionable enough? Nan Ling tried to figure out the train of thought of the second disease.

But in this way, his plan has failed - everyone has equal status and there is no leader, so even if he threatens this group of people, it will probably not be of any use.

Nan Ling wouldn't expect this group of people to truly unite and love each other, and value the lives of their comrades above everything else.

"Ah, so your purpose is this." Todd's attitude became more and more respectful since he thought that Nanling was the so-called 'cleaner', "You don't have to worry about this, a clean person like you, Naturally it will be recognized by the origin.”

Nan Ling didn't know how to answer him.

He really couldn't understand the other party's worldview, and he always felt...

The dialogue between them is a little too harmonious! No, Todd doesn't complain about being tied here by himself?

"Actually, you don't need to use this method." Todd glanced at the rope on his body, "Since you are a 'cleaner', I will naturally persuade others to admit you."

Nan Ling...Nan Ling really wanted to complain about his logical fallacy.

"But, if you don't get planted here, how do you know that I'm the... 'cleaner'?" He hesitated for a while, but still said the very second word.

Todd was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought of this, and lowered his head in shame.

"...I was negligent."

It's a fart, you are negligent! You are just simply beaten by me!

Nan Ling swallowed his complaints with difficulty, barely maintaining the indifferent character of 'Seven', "I think people from the blue origin should not be distrustful of their words."

Although the development in the process is a bit strange, Nan Ling seems to have achieved his goal unexpectedly - since the other party promised that he would admit Qi's neutrality, then he should do it.

The second illness cares about face the most, isn't it?

"Naturally." Todd nodded earnestly, "I'll go to convince the others after I leave here, so..."

His stomach growled inappropriately.

Todd's face became a little embarrassed, "Can you let us go first... Actually, I haven't had dinner yet."

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, stood up from the chair, looked at the other people who were in a daze and hadn't fully woken up, "Aren't you from an organization? Let's talk about it when everyone else wakes up."

He still remembers the meal he didn't eat last time because of Todd's spoiler.

I didn't eat a single bite! He didn't eat a single bite!

Nan Ling felt like his heart was bleeding just thinking about it.

What a waste!

so…

Todd is hungry? Then he will be hungry. Nanling has other things to do.

-at the same time.

Toru Amuro stared at the last email from Chat on the phone, his expression became more and more irritable.

Why is Chatter not so curious? I just wanted to whet his appetite, and he would disappear directly from the other side.

So he really didn't want to do the task.

——Toru Amuro suddenly felt the same tired feeling that Gin was feeling every time he went on a mission with Chat over the past few years.

It's so annoying, who can bear this kind of person?

It's even more capricious than the most elusive cat.

Sure enough, if you want to keep pets in the future, it's better to keep a dog...

Toru Amuro was thinking endlessly when a beep suddenly came from his phone.

Unsurprisingly, it was Chat.

[Ah, sorry, sorry, I forgot you because I was busy chatting with others, don't be angry, Bourbon. —Chartreuse]

Toru Amuro: Thank you for reminding me, I'm starting to get angry.

He felt that he had hallucinated the abominable face of the other party, and the sound of typing on the keyboard became very obvious.

[I'm so glad to see that you can at least remember the mission. —Bourbon]

Still the same yin and yang style as always.

[I didn't do anything else. Just to find out what happened. But having said that, Bourbon's information update is really fast, it's amazing, it's worthy of being the intelligence team. 】

Just by looking at the message sent by the other party, Toru Amuro could already imagine Chat's rude tone.

...But looking at the meaning, the other party should have known the whole picture of the matter from some way, it should be when he didn't reply to his message just now.

This makes it easier to explain.

Toru Amuro lowered his eyes and moved his fingers nimbly on the keyboard.

[Thanks for the compliment. I don't know what you think? 】

【I? How can I match Bourbon's sharpness in this kind of thing? I'm curious about your reasoning. 】

Nan Ling typed these words word by word, and began to secretly prepare clichés.

The ultimate goal of tonight's action—whether or not the guidance of Toru Amuro's reasoning succeeded depends on how the other party responds.

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