I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

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"Mr. Amuro, right?" Yinshao looked at him with a smile, "Don't waste your efforts, when Qi doesn't want others to see him, then he won't be able to see him."

"But I heard something fall inside..."

"Don't worry." Silver Spoon wrapped his arms around his shoulders and took him out, "It should just be a shelf knocked down. I told him before that he shouldn't put so many things in his office. It's as if I didn't hear it..."

Amuro looked back suspiciously. The door of the room was closed and it was very quiet. It was as if the movements he heard just now were all illusions.

"Oh, Mr. Amuro..." Yinshao saw the folder in his arms sharply, "What did Qi give you? It's convenient...hehe."

He rubbed his fingers, smiling like a philistine.

Toru Amuro subconsciously put the document bag away in his arms.

"Sorry." He showed a perfectly polite smile, "I don't intend to sell this—no matter what information it is."

"Exclusive secret. I understand." Yin Shao nodded immediately, and said with some regret, "Okay. I think you should go, Mr. Amuro. I have to go to work too, and my brothers are still waiting for dinner .”

He waved his hand and walked away muttering.

Toru Amuro was a little puzzled.

What does "he should go" mean?

He cautiously waited until he returned to the police before opening the file bag. Before he opened it, he felt that there was only a thin piece of paper inside. Sure enough, after he opened it, only half a copy of the photo floated out.

Amuro looked at it for a while. It appears to be a wedding photo. But don't know whose.

He carefully turned the photo over, only a few words and a familiar symbol were written on the back of the photo.

"Renya Karasuma..." Toru Amuro looked at the scribbled words, and then at the symbol for the letter 'C'.

Charter's mark. It was exactly the same as the symbol he had seen in Mihua Central Hospital.

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"Where did you go just now?" Belmode rolled down the car window and leaned against the window frame bored.

"It's nothing." Nan Ling opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, "I just went to meet some unimportant people."

"I advise you to pay attention to your body." Belmode asked lightly, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It's okay." Nan Ling replied simply, "Where are Chianti and Cohen?"

"The estimated sniper time is twelve o'clock." Belmode glanced at the time. "It's 12:05, and I haven't heard the gunshot yet...I'm afraid it failed again this time."

Nan Ling frowned.

"Do you need me to deal with it?"

"I don't think it's your turn to make such a small goal." Belmode chuckled, "Take it easy, that gentleman specifically asked me to take care of you."

"Thank you sir for me." Nanling replied casually, he touched his forearm unconsciously, "But I think he seems to be interested in this kind of..."

When he said this, he had already seen Chianti walking towards their car with a sullen face. When he was halfway through, Chianti just opened the door and sat in.

"...Trash." Nanling glanced at Chianti and Cohen in the rearview mirror, and paused, "It's a bit too merciful."

Chianti's anger was instantly ignited, "Charter, what are you talking about!"

"Am I wrong?" Nanling asked with innocent eyes, but his tone was mocking and mean, "Recently, I went on five missions with you, and failed four times, and I helped you deal with the aftermath of three of them. I really don’t know why that gentleman still keeps you for nothing.”

"Do you want to die, Chatter!"

"Charter, some, too much." Cohen said after a pause.

"Have you hurt your fragile hearts? I'm really sorry." Nan Ling narrowed his eyes, "But Akai Shuichi's limit range is more than 1,000 yards, you...hehe."

Chianti looked like he was going to draw his gun any second.

"Okay, I think we all should calm down a bit." Belmode said helplessly, "Charter, you too."

"Okay, okay." Nan Ling said lazily, with a drawn out voice, "If any of the little trash has any objections, please feel free to come and settle accounts with me."

Chianti patted the seat, "You—"

"What?" Nan Ling looked up at her in the rearview mirror. There was no smile in the silver-gray eyes, and they were as empty as inorganic matter. "Someone volunteered so soon? Just right, I'm not in a good mood recently. I wonder if you can let me enjoy it for a while."

Chianti flinched almost subconsciously.

She has worked with Charter very rarely before, and almost always followed Gin. In the past, her impression of Chater was only that he was very skilled, whether it was planning operations or sneaking into operations, he was very easy, and he was good at interrogation.

The downside is that it is too lazy at times - Gin has obviously expressed dissatisfaction with this many times, but Charter, as always, goes his own way.

Chianti remembered that he used to admire this kind of fearless spirit that dared to fish in front of gin.

But since Rum's inexplicable death, Chater, who had disappeared for two months and reappeared by Belmode's side, seemed like a different person. He has a ruthless style and puts efficiency first. If he hadn't been lazy as always when he was not working, he would have been a replica of Gin.

During this period of time, due to the tight pursuit of the police and the FBI, it was not easy to stop the work, which is why the missions of Chianti and Cohen failed many times. The gentleman asked several of them to cooperate with the action, so Charter is usually responsible for the mopping up.

Chianti remembers the way Charter gave them a sweep. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com That's simply...

She shivered quietly, and didn't have the guts to say any more.

"Ha..." Nanling yawned bored. He is very prone to sleepiness during this time, "What about the next task? If not, I'm going to sleep."

"The next mission will satisfy you." Belmode chuckled, "Have you heard about Kiel?"

Nanling came to his senses with a jolt, "Is that the matter that gentleman personally asked about?"

Belmode looked at him with a very complicated glance, and then she nodded lightly as if nothing happened, "That's right. The FBI hid her well. So I need you Use your identity to find her."

"No problem." Nanling replied briskly, he seemed much more excited than before, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete this task."

(end of this chapter)