Ke Xue world is not scientific

Two hours later.

The lounge is already filled with fragrant food.

Vodka was the first to eat, chopsticks flew around, and today he was hungry.

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening! Just got your first meal!

Yusuke Suzuki is not far behind, and eating has always been an important item for him in second place.

There is nothing new about it, but the style is quite uniform, that is, the meal!

If you cook, you must take care of your own taste.

Therefore, except for vodka, who has been exercising for a long time, there is no one on the field who is his opponent.

After eating a few bites, Belmod couldn't stand it, and drank to relieve the burning sensation on his lips.

The same goes for Hakuba.

He'd eaten spicy, but never this spicy.

As for gin wine....

Not pulling out a gun is already his last kindness.

It's so annoying, the smell of smoke can't isolate the smell of food at all.

It's really hard today.

The operation AB plan all failed, and Kiel also folded in, and he was shot by the hateful Akai Shuichi.

Look at you people again.

How the hell are you guys going to eat now!?

Never mind... It's the same for letting vodka buy bento later.

Although he failed to kill Tumen Kanghui this time, there is still a way to make the other party unable to come to power in this election.

It takes a little more effort, and it depends on whether Tumen Kanghui's skin is thick enough.

The black material collected by the organization was already twenty years ago, and the protagonist of the black material is still the father of Tumen Kanghui.

If not, another operation will have to be planned before the elections begin.

At that time, the difficulties will rise a lot, and I am afraid that Belmode will need to carry out the assassination with a transfiguration.

Tumen Kanghui is ruthless, the bodyguard is almost inseparable, and without Kiltzer, it is also troublesome to use the interview as an opportunity.

If Belmod also planted it, it would be all over.

"Vodka, go and bring the old hen in the pot, it's almost time."

At this time, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly ordered.

Gin Jiu returned to reality from his thoughts, put away his mobile phone, and looked at it coldly.

The other party is now eating a mouthful of oil, and it is not pleasing to the eye.

Also make his own little brother... You don't have it yourself?

Can't you let Hakuba go?

Two minutes later.

Vodka is back.

The crockpot was so large that vodka couldn't see the road without tilting his head sideways, and he came in and was stunned for a while and asked, "Wei Que, where to put it, I can't put it on the table." "

Put your eldest brother next to you," Yusuke Suzuki looked disgusted, "Could it be that your eldest brother is hungry tonight?"

Saying that, he glanced sideways at the white horse who had rejoined the battle, "Don't learn vodka, or I'll destroy you." Vodka

: "..." Hakuba: "..." A

somewhat embarrassed vodka walked to the ginjiu, slowly put down the crockpot, smiled, and explained himself, "Big brother, I'm too hungry." "

Hmph."

Gin Jiu snorted coldly and lit a cigarette for himself again, "You eat first." "

Oh..."

vodka ran to get the bowl, spoon, and back.

Serve in a bowl, blow and drink.

Then his expression suddenly changed.

The shock in his eyes could be seen through his glasses.

"This... This..." took

another sip of vodka, "It's too fragrant!"

Saying that, he raised his head and took a direct sip, gesturing that he wanted to serve another bowl.

Then Gin Jiu's grim eyes flicked over.

"Eh..."

vodka licked his lips and flicked his steps, "I'll go get the bowl." Another

minute passed.

Gin Jiu has an extra bowl of hot old hen soup in his hand.

It does smell good.

Oh, it seems that Wei Que is not yet upsetting to that extent.

Take a sip.

Take another sip.

Within two clicks, a bowl of soup was at the bottom.

Gee, it must be that the bowl is too small.

Another bowl of ginjiu was served, this time with two pieces of chicken.

On the other side, Belmode, who had once again retreated from the table, shifted his mind to the side of the ginjiu.

This chicken soup looks light and tastes great.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

She got up directly and walked over, "Don't mind if I share it too." Gin

Jiu originally wanted to say 'roll' directly, but after considering the identity of his colleague for so long, the special status of the other party, and other factors, he chose not to respond.

This is acquiescence.

Belmod happily brought the bowl over.

When the chicken soup mouthed, she felt her face turn a little red.

Under the cold white light, her lips that had been poisoned by capsaicin were extremely seductive.

She also quickly finished a bowl.

Try something else.

Qin Jiu couldn't help but 'sigh' in his heart.

Just follow me to drink soup, why is this still eating meat?

You won't ask for it yourself?

Aren't you still going to raise him to be a good lover?

That's it?

Ahem....

Gin Jiu felt that this thought did not belong to him and was too detached from the personality.

He continues to maintain the image of a cold killer, eating and drinking in silence.

Time flies, eat and drink.

Yusuke Suzuki had no need to stay any longer, and left directly and returned to his apartment.

Tokyo is still neon at night.

Cupto Central Hospital.

Judy stood by the hospital bed, and James Black was there.

After Shuichi Akai's wound was professionally treated... Still didn't recover.

Getting shot in the lungs is no joke.

Even if it was the right chest that was shot.

When Judy rushed to the rooftop, Shuichi Akai's consciousness was already blurred, and he was very lucky to be able to save it at this time.

"It seems that there are still members of the organization who have never appeared in this operation."

James Black walked to the window and stood still, "Who it is, we won't know until Xiu wakes up."

"To be sure, none of the men shooting at the Maori detectives were able to get there quickly after being sniped."

With a distance of almost 720 yards and a quick location for Shuichi, I can't think of anyone who can do these things in 15 minutes. "

Hmm..."

Judy muffled back, continuing to look at Akai Shuichi worriedly.

Although there was a gain this time, the FBI's losses were not small.

After thinking about it, she spoke, "I didn't find anyone following me when I brought Xiu back, and he and Shui Wuxian are safe to stay here, but I still want to keep watch over here."

"The Maori detective's side..."

Judy sighed, "Also watch out for whether Tumen Kanghui will be assassinated again."

"Don't worry."

At this time, Akai Shuichi, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes.

"Show!"

Judy was overjoyed, but before she could continue speaking, Shuichi Akai interrupted her.

"I injured the ginjiu, they also lost Kiel, and there will be no new movements in a short time."

"As for the person who injured me..."

Akai Shuichi's deep gaze swept to the ceiling, waiting for a moment before continuing, "It's Wei Que.

As soon as the words fell, he immediately added, "His sniping ability is not weaker than mine."

"As for the other person who left a bullet in my lung, I haven't seen it."