I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Toru Amuro felt that he had chased people away.

After leaving the bar, Amuro fell onto the figure of Nan Ling leaving. But he didn't dare to follow too closely, after all, he was a member with a code name, and he was afraid of being discovered.

In the end, I didn't expect to lose it as soon as the distance was opened.

Chat's black outfit was not very conspicuous at night, but he moved so fast, Amuro Toru only chased after a few streets and found that there was no target in sight.

I knew it wouldn't be so simple.

Amuro sighed and started walking back after turning around. Ready to stop here tonight.

He still has time, so he doesn't have to find out tonight—

-etc. He felt something was wrong.

Today is a moonless night.

In the dark streets, only scattered lights flickered. The uninhabited dilapidated buildings stood silently, and the dark windows looked like huge mouths devoured by people.

There was no one on the street, and the occasional breeze blew up the newspapers that fell on the ground, and the mottled walls that were about to fall were crumbling.

With this dangerous feeling, even the air seems to be condensed.

"Hi, Bourbon."

A casual, familiar voice rang out softly.

Amuro was taken aback.

Chat.

Leaning in the shadow of the alley, Nan Ling waved at Amuro Toru casually.

"Hello, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Amuro was silent for a while.

"Long time no see, Chat."

Chat was hiding in the dark with his arms in his arms, and Amuro could only barely see his vague outline.

"I only heard that you came to Paris yesterday... Why don't you come to visit me when you come to my place? I'm very hospitable."

Amuro squinted his eyes. Are you testing him?

"There is a task at hand, and it needs to be kept secret."

It's really watertight. Nan Ling chuckled lightly. Anyway, just because he was unfamiliar with the intelligence team, the lie came casually.

"Ah... I understand, mystics." Nan Ling's ending was elongated, with a bit of teasing, "Gin Jiu has always hated people like you, I advise you to be careful not to provoke him, otherwise... Oh, you can only die without knowing it."

Toru Amuro didn't understand for a while whether this was a threat.

Although his tone was relaxed, it was as if two ordinary friends met casually chatting on the road. But what he said was merciless.

"Do you know why Jinjiu hates you so much?" Nan Ling asked suddenly.

"I would like to hear the details." Amuro replied calmly. When the incident happened suddenly, he could only adapt to the changes.

"People like you, who suddenly appear and suddenly disappear, are thinking about some bad idea in your heart, people who are out of control—"

Nan Ling suddenly lowered his voice, and there was a hint of grimness in his tone.

"I hate it the most."

Amuro's secret passage is not good.

"So, Mr. Bourbon, who is not under my control. Why are you following me tonight? Could it be..."

Nan Ling raised his head and stared at Amuro who was bathed in light. Although it was a very weak light, it was enough to illuminate his expression.

Pretty calm.

Nan Ling's evaluation of him went up a little more.

But next...hehehe, let's see how his concentration is.

"You care about Scotch whisky, right?" Nan Ling saw with satisfaction that Amuro's eyes changed the moment he heard the name. So he went on to challenge:

"I see it. Ha, your eyes were so scary that day. Didn't you want to seek revenge on me? Just for a traitor?"

How dare he take the initiative to mention this?

Damn!

Amuro gritted his teeth secretly.

"What? Can't help it? Do you want to do it?" Nan Ling walked out of the shadows and took a step forward every time he asked a question.

I really want to kill him here—but no, Jing Guang protected his identity with his life, he must not let Jing Guang's sacrifice go to waste!

"Look at you, Bourbon, how sad. As a member of the organization, you actually cherish your friendship with an undercover... Is that friendship? I said, you're not being deceived, are you?"

Nan Ling tilted his head and stood in front of An Shitou. The two were so close that they could almost touch the tip of their nose.

At such a close distance, every subtle expression of Toru Amuro was seen by him.

Wow, the expression control is pretty good. At least Nan Ling didn't see any obvious flaws.

Toru Amuro is trying to make his expression look more like the anger after being inexplicably provoked, rather than the anger after being insulted by his companions.

Although there is not much difference.

Chat was very close to him, those silver-gray eyes were just like the first time they met, full of vicious and innocent smiles.

But instead, when he heard Chat's question, Amuro breathed a sigh of relief.

Chat should not have suspected his undercover identity yet...

"what you mean?"

He tried to keep his voice calm.

Nan Ling stared at Amuro's lake blue eyes.

"I've always been curious, Bourbon."

The anger after being insulted, and the firmness of insisting not to reveal the identity.

Well, it's good, it's so fun. He was even more looking forward to his next reaction.

Nan Ling then happily asked:

"In the end, do you want to be a traitor to the organization for the sake of being an undercover agent..."

Nan Ling lengthened his voice deliberately, and saw with satisfaction that Amuro Toru's complexion had truly loosened for the first time, apparently foresaw what he was about to say.

So he lowered his voice and began to speak, one word at a time, as if the words out of his mouth weighed more than a thousand pounds.

"Or, are you originally an undercover agent?"

Silence.

The air seemed to really freeze at this moment.

Nan Ling's eyes widened, and he stood on tiptoe and moved closer to An Shitou. As if trying to see through his eyes.

Amuro Toru didn't stay silent for long.

"...What are you talking about?" Nan Ling frowned when he saw An Shitou.

He could feel Toru Amuro's breathing, very stable. Calmer than he expected.

"Are you doubting my loyalty to the organization, Chat?"

Bourbon, not Toru Amuro, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com smiled.

Nan Ling blinked innocently at him.

"I advise you to stop joking." Bourbon glanced at Nan Ling's tiptoe.

"I can understand that children are more curious, but you have to think about it before you speak. It's a joke..." His fingers were shaped like a gun, and the fingertips were attached to Nan Ling's temple, and he nodded threateningly, " But it won't work."

He specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "child".

Nan Ling almost didn't laugh out loud.

What a crude provocation.

That's it? Are you trying to **** me off?

Despise my height?

...Well, you succeeded.

Nan Ling reluctantly admits that his current height is indeed no better than Amuro, who is 1.8 meters tall.

But I will grow in the future! It will be longer in the future!

Nan Ling silently ignored the fact that he hadn't grown much this year, and because of this, he was even more resentful about the organization's experiments.

Okay, even if you win this time.

...why didn't I realize that Amuro's mouth was so poisonous when I read the original book.

Nan Ling took a few steps back and shrugged. When he spoke again, his voice was as casual as ever:

"Okay, just kidding. Bourbon, you can't help but make fun of you. It's boring."

Nan Ling turned around and walked into the shadows with the light behind his back.

"It's so late... Bye bye Bourbon. Bonsoir (good night)."

Amuro breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, this level is considered a sham.

Charter's sharpness was far beyond his expectations. This time his whereabouts have been discovered, and Western Europe cannot stay any longer. Be extra careful when you come here.

In the end, this trip still yielded nothing...