I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

I always feel that I have betrayed the trust of Zhu Fu Jingguang...

Looking at the person in front of him who was tortured to the point of losing his human form, Nan Ling felt a slight pain in his non-existent conscience.

"Are there any results?" Qin Jiu's low voice sounded behind Nan Ling.

"Yes, yes." Nan Ling threw his conscience aside in a flash and patted the face of the man who had passed out, "Hey Mr. Sato, can you give me some reaction."

By the way, there are a lot of people with the surname Sato in Japan...

The unlucky passerby named Sato woke up, and he felt a burst of fear when he saw the squinting and smiling boy in front of him.

"Shut up." Nan Ling quickly covered Mr. Sato's mouth before he could scream.

"I'm really not interested in other people's screams. You'd better hold it in and don't scream." Nan Ling felt the sweat from the tension, fear and pain of the person under him, even through the gloves. Wet, frowning in disgust.

"He asked you to answer." Nan Ling pointed to Jinjiu, "Don't lie, unless you want to do it again."

Sato nodded like smashing garlic.

If you let him have the experience just now, it would be better to let him die.

Nan Ling let go of the hand covering Sato's mouth like he was throwing away a pile of garbage.

"Chat, why are you so angry today?" Antoine asked Nan Ling energetically after he had dealt with the part of the people he was in charge of.

"I hate people who are both incompetent and despicable." Nan Ling said lightly.

The unlucky guy over there is a staff member of a political bigwig, who specializes in helping him do some dirty things.

But in fact, this person has no ability at all, and can only slack off. Also often takes credit for his subordinates.

And he looks extremely ugly.

In short, it's that kind of social worm, which is annoying to look at.

Nan Ling felt that the good mood he had maintained ever since he met Zhu Fu Jingguang was about to be ruined by this person.

But fortunately, I can at least repair him myself.

Thinking of this, Nan Ling felt a little better.

"You still have people you hate..." Antoine was a little surprised when he thought about how Chat usually doesn't care about anyone.

"Of course it's mainly because he looks so ugly, I'm about to lose my sanity." Nan Ling complained.

Before Antoine could express his doubts about the value of san, the gin came out of it.

"This mission is over."

"What about the corpse?"

"Let it be handled by vodka." Gin lit a cigarette, and a little spark flickered in the dark.

Nan Ling stared at the flickering light and sighed.

"Gin wine."

"Ok?"

"You have to know that second-hand smoke is very harmful." Nan Ling pointed to the cigarette he was holding in his hand and said very skillfully, "as a doctor, I must point out the cigarettes in second-hand smoke. Carbon monoxide is 5 times more than firsthand smoke, tar and 3 times nicotine, ammonia is 46 times more powerful carcinogens, nitrosamines are 50 times higher Non-smokers in the smoking environment scored 20% lower on memory tests than the other group of non-smokers, and…”

"Okay, shut up."

Gin put out the cigarette **** with a dark face.

Nan Ling showed a satisfied smile.

Antoine, who was beside him, showed the look in his eyes, "As expected of Chat, he dares to provoke gin".

Nan Ling himself hates the smell of smoke very, very much.

So almost every time he bumped into gin and smoked, he couldn't control his preaching mouth.

After speaking for the first time, Nan Ling, who had come to his senses, thought that he was about to be silenced by the angry gin.

But I didn't expect that Jin Jiu just glanced at him unhappily and then put out the cigarette.

This led to Nan Ling's perseverance and perseverance in talking in front of Jin Jiu over and over again.

Sometimes Gin can remember that Chat is present, so it won't bring out the cigarette.

But sometimes...

Jin Jiu is actually quite forgetful, just like today.

Still, Nan Ling had to tell him about it again.

"Oh right, tell Xueshu to retreat."

Nan Ling thought of DK, who was still in charge of vigilance outside.

"OK." Antoine replied and started tapping on his phone.

"How is the information this time? Is it useful?"

"Intelligence related to gold..." Jin Jiu smiled maliciously, "It's probably worth 400 million."

"Oh." Nan Ling has been in the organization for a long time and has become less sensitive to money. "That's not a lot."

"Of course, the premise is to find the right buyer."

It seems that another innocent buyer is going to be unlucky.

Nan Ling recalled the organization's style of killing people after the transaction, and couldn't help but insincerely observed a moment of silence for the passerby.

"Who will contact the buyer?"

Nan Ling asked in a "don't ask me to be in charge" in a salted-fish tone.

Gin was not surprised by his irresponsible attitude, "Maraschino."

Ah, it's that social animal.

Maraschino is a member of the organization who is responsible for paperwork, and is considered a member of the intelligence team.

The first time Nan Ling met him was during the mission to hunt down Shuichi Akai, UU reading www.uukanshu. com at the time he had not yet become a dedicated civilian staff.

Although Nan Ling hadn't seen him a few times, he still remembered the impressive dark circles under his eyes.

It's exactly the same as an ordinary squeezed company employee.

And generally the one who squeezed him was the energetic workaholic standing next to him, so Antoine should know him well if he wanted to talk about it.

"Then it doesn't seem to matter to me?" Nan Ling looked at Qin Jiu and stretched out in satisfaction after getting a positive answer.

"You've worked hard for Jinjiu, then I'll withdraw first, see you later." Nan Ling waved at Jinjiu, receiving an impatient expression from Jinjiu.

Ah, following a model worker like Gin is a peace of mind...

"By the way, I remember that DK said to cook for us today?"

"It should be." Antoine thought for a while, "Ah yes, he sent me the location just now."

"Great, let's hurry over." Nan Ling couldn't wait.

…

A piece of eel with an amber-colored surface rests on the grains of plump and crystalline rice. Finely crushed white sesame seeds are sprinkled on top of it.

The white rice is soaked in a tantalizingly fragrant sauce, and carefully sliced ​​omelettes are carefully stacked around. A little black nori was also placed in the perfect spot.

Nan Ling scooped a spoonful of rice mixed with sauce and a small piece of eel, solemnly and contentedly chewed them in his mouth.

Even DK's constant thoughts couldn't distract him.

what…

Is this the taste of heaven?

Nan Ling felt that he was almost moved to tears.

It's great to know DK.