Ke Xue world is not scientific

Today, I learned a dozen words in my dream.

However, the further back it should be, the more difficult it should be, after all, after more vocabulary, my dreams will start to get confused, and then mistakes are almost predictable.

But Yusuke Suzuki is already satisfied.

Tomorrow, he will go and get out with Dr. Agasa the sounder like 'go out' and 'eat'.

The plan to make me dream of walking birds is already on the agenda.

After returning to the apartment, I dreamed of chasing the birds for a while, and this guy still had enough energy.

While sleeping, all Yusuke Suzuki had in his mind was which sounders to make, and he planned to limit the number of sounders to 100.

And I dream that as long as I can successfully master 50 and use them proficiently, it will be considered a big success.

Early the next morning, Yusuke Suzuki took me to Dr. Agasa's house, but he was called away by Gin Shu's email.

"Wei Que, you're here." Vodka is still that cheeky smile.

Yusuke Suzuki greeted him with a smile, "What about Gin Sake?"

"Big brother, he's in the car."

In the car?

Yusuke Suzuki looked at the Porsche 356A, where Gin Jiu in the black window was on the phone.

He glanced up at the sky, the sun was not big, it was still autumn, and Gin Jiu would actually sit in the car and make a phone call.

In the past, even in the hot sun, Gin Jiu would stand outside the car waiting for him.

Feelings faded, really.

I waited about two minutes before the gin wine came out of the car.

"What's the matter with me?"

Hearing this, Gin Jiu glanced at him, "No matter how lazy you are, it's time to participate in the actions of the organization." "

Didn't you come over as soon as you called me," Yusuke Suzuki shrugged, "If you don't call me, I'll naturally go about my own thing."

"Huh, what can you do?"

Listening to the tone of the ginjiu, it is obvious that the other party has firmly determined that he is basically idle and business-ready on weekdays.

"If I have to say it, then I really don't have anything to do usually, so what are you looking for me for."

"Don't mention anything in advance this time, why don't you help the organization when you're fine."

"You don't say how I know I have something to do, I think there is nothing to do, then I must do my own thing."

Vodka: "..."Who

is he?

Where is he?

What is he doing?

What are Big Brother and Wei Que talking about?

It feels like a twist, should he be silent now?

It seems that he is usually silent....

Then be silent.

The verbal battle between Yusuke Suzuki and Gin Wine did not last long, but it ended in two minutes.

"Hmph, get in the car."

Gin Jiu threw Yusuke Suzuki a cold look, and then got into the co-pilot.

Originally, Yusuke Suzuki wanted to say back 'Hmph, I won't go on', but after a short thought, he still didn't say it.

He pulled the car door and went straight to the back seat.

When Vodka was silent, he walked a little, and only after half a beat did he react that the two had already got into the car, and quickly walked over to sit in the driver's seat.

An hour later, the three arrived in Kawasaki City.

The target of the action was Takura Itakura.

A character who is about to be forgotten by Yusuke Suzuki.

After the guy moved, Yusuke Suzuki never took the task he took over from Belmode seriously.

"This guy seems to be trying to move again lately."

Gin Jiu put his elbow on the window of the car, taking a puff of smoke from time to time, "You probably haven't forgotten what that guy looks like."

Although his tone was flat as usual, Yusuke Suzuki tacitly accepted that Gin was mocking him.

"Probably not yet."

Did you really answer that?

Gin Jiu pressed the cigarette butt and spit out the smoke in his lungs, "That gentleman values the software this guy is developing, you better have a snack." "

Got it," Yusuke Suzuki sat up and stretched, "Has the FBI been doing anything lately?"

"Those guys are very low-key now, haven't they even removed their surveillance of you?"

"Isn't it Gin Jiu, the organization is still spying on me?"

Yusuke Suzuki deliberately exaggerated his expression a little, since Gin Jiu would say such things directly, it meant that the organization did not care if he knew that he was still being watched.

Or, Gin Jiu simply points out that although you are trusted by the organization, the eyes of the organization will occasionally look at you.

Hearing this, Gin Jiu lit a cigarette again and did not speak, but Vodka, who was concentrating on driving, spoke, "It was the last time I happened to pass by with my eldest brother, and my eldest brother asked me to check around." "

Vodka."

Gin Jiu was directly interrupted coldly, but it was not very interrupted, and vodka had already finished.

"Good brother," Yusuke Suzuki patted vodka on the shoulder, "I'll skewer you bigger meat skewers next time."

"It seems like I did the skewers..."

Then next time make you a new dish, the spicy kind.

"Okay, okay."

The gin wine on the side was almost unable to help but scold, but the conversation between the two came to an abrupt end.

But in a short moment, calm returned to the car again.

Gin Jiu glanced in the rearview mirror, and Yusuke Suzuki was looking out the window smoking with a melancholy look in his eyes.

He snorted coldly, took out his mobile phone and began to send group emails to peripheral members to arrange actions, locking the position of Itakura Zhuo.

An apartment, two blocks away.

Gin Jiu confirmed through text messages that the other party was home alone, and no one had been in or out since yesterday afternoon.

After checking the surrounding safety hazards again, Vodka drove downstairs.

Ring the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

Yusuke Suzuki said coldly, "It's me."

Itakura Takura in the room was visibly stunned for a moment, and it took a few seconds before he muttered, "I... I know... The

door was opened, and the three entered the room.

The packing is quite neat, and the few bento boxes piled up on the table can also explain why the other party has not gone out since yesterday afternoon until now.

and the information provided by peripheral members is also consistent.

At the same time as they drove over, Gin Jiu ordered all the peripheral members to leave, even if someone was a neighbor with Itakura Takura and had to leave now, otherwise they would be killed by Gin Jiu.

"Long time no see."

Yusuke Suzuki approached Itakura Taku, and the other party took two steps back and slumped on the office chair, cold sweat slowly coming out of his forehead.

"Well... Long time no see," Itakura Takushi swallowed, his eyes widened a lot, "You... You guys... What's going on this time?

"What do I want?"

Yusuke Suzuki directly reached out.

"Also... No... Not done well. "

With a click, the bullet is loaded.

"Then why hasn't it been done yet?"

Yusuke Suzuki slowly pressed the silenced pistol against the opponent's head.

His tone was soft, with a light smile on his face, which created a strong contrast with his actions.

"I've worked hard, trust me! It's true! Give me another period of time, half a year, no, three months, as long as three months, I will definitely hand over the finished product to you! Faced

with the threat of death, Itakura Takuichi said a lot of words, his speech was fast, and his hands were gesturing.

The chair under his butt slid backwards because of the impact, and when he hit the computer desk, Itakura Takura's whole body shook too.

"I seem to have said last time that my patience is limited, right?"

Yusuke Suzuki reached out and pulled the other party's collar, and then quickly released it, already completely soaked with sweat.

Where to wipe it?

He looked at it, and finally chose to rub it on the vodka arm.

"I know, this is really the last time, please, give me another chance!"

"Yes."

Yusuke Suzuki followed Itakura Takura with almost no gap in between, "Don't let me down again."

He put away his gun and turned around, as if he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly turned his head, which frightened Itakura Takura again.

He smiled a little and said, "By the way, aren't you moving again?" Remember to send me the new address. "