I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Belmode is sitting in the clinic as Xinde Zhiming.

I don't know if it's because she didn't clean up the beginning and end of the identity replacement. Recently, she always felt like she was being watched next to the clinic, but she didn't find any traces when she really looked for it.

She had some guesses about the identity of the possible monitor, but she still chose not to do anything—the task had not been completed, and she didn't want to give up such a useful identity for the time being. And it can't prove that his identity has been exposed. It's not time to act rashly.

Besides, the bet between her and Chater had not yet been decided.

Belmode chuckled in his heart. If you quit the game for this reason, it is really equivalent to throwing in the towel.

Chater's disguise was taught by her, almost half his teacher. On the contrary, she was looking forward to it. Will Chater be able to detect his identity before she completes the task?

Belmode sent his patient away gently, thinking casually.

The next patient walked in unsteadily at this moment. It was a man in his thirties, of medium build, with a decadent face and black eyes.

"Doctor, I've suffered from severe insomnia recently." He sat down in front of Belmode as soon as he walked in, and complained in a rough voice, "I can't sleep at all."

"Is it caused by too much pressure?" Belmode conscientiously interpreted the identity of a doctor very well. Although she is not a medical professional, her longer life than ordinary people and her special occupation have allowed her to master a lot of medical-related knowledge. At least for the time being the camouflage was adequate.

"Ah, I think it might be." The man shrugged his shoulders with an unmotivated look, "It's about work. Office politics...you know. Ah, the current workplace is really difficult."

"It's really hard work." Xinchu Zhiming's voice was already gentle, and Belmode deliberately slowed down his tone, and kindly suggested, "If it's a conflict between colleagues, maybe you can ask your boss for help."

"The boss is also difficult to deal with." The man waved his hand irritably like other middle-aged men in the workplace complaining to his peers in an izakaya, "It's better to say that the workplace environment in our company is because the boss is an asshole, so That's why it's so bad!"

Belmode also sighed.

"Then, maybe I can prescribe you some medicine to calm the nerves and help you sleep." She lowered her head and said casually while writing down the records in the medical record, "However, if you want to solve the problem from the source, maybe you need to change the environment Have you thought about leaving your job temporarily to relax?"

"That's not okay, our company is a lifelong system."

In Japan, tenure-track positions are not uncommon. Belmode didn't notice anything wrong, so he didn't see the strange smile on the ordinary stranger's face opposite him.

"It's really hard to find a job after resigning this year." She just imitated Shinde Tomoaki's politeness in social situations, and lowered her head in agreement.

The man nodded in a serious manner, "Well... job-hopping or something, our boss will definitely not tolerate this kind of thing. Especially recently, I have noticed that my boss seems to have a special care for me-oh, I am valued by the same-sex old man with half a foot in the ground , It’s really a little goosebumps all over the body.”

Belmode stopped writing.

The voice hasn't changed, but... the tone is wrong.

"What's the matter, doctor? Speaking of which, I just wanted to ask you, why do you think that disgusting old man would value someone like me?" The man raised his legs and tilted his head slightly and said, "It's really unbearable Ah, this kind of company. Why don't I just send everyone to Paradise Paradise? In this way, whether it's a disgusting boss, an annoying colleague, or someone like you who knows a lot of things but keeps talking A partner who doesn’t say anything about riddles is fine—if I get rid of you, I can finally be free.”

Belmode put down his pen. The plastic shell knocked on the table, making a slight sound.

She rubbed the center of her brows, and the look on her face that belonged to Shinde Chiaki disappeared.

"Charter," she said.

"I won this round." A smile appeared on Chater-Nanling's face, "If you didn't recognize me in the first time, it must be because your disguise level has regressed. Oh, by the way, I also won the bet. It's a pity that the conditions have been paid in advance, otherwise I should think about how to make things difficult for you now."

Belmode had no expression on his face, but his heart sank heavily. She understood that she underestimated the enemy too much.

"Has it been confirmed since last time?"

"It's earlier than that." Nan Ling said with a smile, "Just think about it slowly—I came to you for something else."

"Thought about it." Belmode sighed deeply, and his new wise face undoubtedly made this expression look more sincere, "There is nothing to go to the Three Treasure Hall... Tell me, what do you want me to do for you? As long as my identity is not revealed before the end of my mission, the conditions are up to you."

She would not naively think that Nanling would not make any other requests when he said that he had already paid the bet in advance. Life in the organization is their teacher. 'Contradicting your promise' is a compulsory course for each of them, and 'falling into trouble' will not be forgotten when you have an important handle on others. Obviously, they are good students.

"As I said just now," the smile on Nan Ling's face widened, but there was no smile in those eyes, "'Why do you think that disgusting old man values ​​people like me?'"

When repeating this sentence this time, he specially emphasized the words 'disgusting old man'.

Belmode stared at him for a few seconds, obviously aware of his hint.

"I thought you would continue acting." She was silent for a while before saying.

"What? You said you were brainwashed?" Nan Ling held his stomach and laughed for a long time as if he had heard some joke, "I'm really sorry, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I didn't expect you to actually believe it. Especially Bourbon, it was hilarious how he believed it, you should have seen his face at that moment—sorry sorry, I shouldn't have digressed."

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Let's get down to business, can you answer my question? Please?"

Nanling clasped his hands together, and winked towards Belmode unskillfully.

It's a pity that if this action was performed by his original face, it might not be so contrary to harmony, but now it will only make people feel weird when it is done in disguise.

Belmode accepted this well.

She just resumed her mysterious smile, "You've been extra talkative today. Has anyone messed with you, Chater?"

Nan Ling fell into deep thought.

Then he said confidently, "No, I'm in a bad mood because I'm here as an uncle. Why, aren't you convinced?"

Belmode: ... (end of this chapter)