Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Chapter 108 Gin: Ah~ Rye!

Recalling it in my mind, the figure of the stupid wealthy daughter gradually overlapped with that of a stubborn and childish kid.

A flash of understanding flashed in Gin's eyes.

Then, Gin continued to take things out of his arms.

Um? Want to pull out a gun?

Luke was a little confused. Could it be that Mr. Gin had done too many tasks and the only option left in his mind was shooting?

Looking through the rearview mirror, keeping an eye on the Vodka overjoyed in the back seat.

Sure enough, Brother Gin will not be fooled by Margaret!

Then, his respected gin brother took out a cigar from his arms.

"I was joking too."

Gin's voice was as flat as ever.

But Luke heard a hint of pleasure from it?

Is it an illusion?

Gin took out a lighter from the outer pocket of his coat and lit it for himself.

"Vodka, focus on driving."

He noticed Vodka's little move.

However, it was confirmed that Gin was indeed happy.

Because he didn't shut up Vodka.

Familiar bar, familiar people.

"Bartender, bring me a glass of Belmode."

Luke greeted.

The bartender kept smiling, nodded, and prepared the drinks skillfully.

"Why are you all here today to organize a collective holiday?"

Luke sat at the bar.

At this time, on the second floor, basically all the organization members in Tokyo stayed here.

Cohn, Chianti, Bourbon, Irish, Gin, Vodka, and his Margarita.

"Cohen and I just finished our mission and are currently resting at the base."

Chianti shrugged.

"I just finished my part-time job."

"Mr. Pisk has been unwell recently, so I came to the meeting in his stead."

"By the way, have you seen Tequila recently? Mr. Pisk has something to do with him."

Irish Road.

He looks a little arrogant, but behind him is Pisk, the veteran of the organization.

"Tequila? Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't seen him for a long time recently."

Luke thought.

It was with the help of Tequila that he first contacted the distillery.

Even though Tequila is tall and burly, she speaks with a strong Kansai accent.

But in fact, this guy is really good at mixing wages.

Basically, I don’t take a partner with me when I go out on missions, and I only pick less difficult guard or trading missions, and I don’t go to the front line at all.

When Luke first joined the organization, he explained many tips on how to make foreign workers.

"he died."

Gin was indifferent.

The people present were startled.

Gin has killed many traitors recently. Could it be said that Tequila, he

"A bomber was at the scene of Tequila's mission. He and Tequila took the wrong box to each other, and Tequila was killed. Not long after Tequila finished calling me."

Vodka's tone is inexplicable.

No one expected that an outstanding member of an organization would die so unjustly at the hands of a bomber.

Several people stared at each other.

Tequila, isn't this a little too casual?

"Ahem, where is the Belmoder? Isn't the meeting just for her today?"

Chianti changed the topic and took the initiative to direct the conflict to Belmode.

She was very at odds with Belmode.

Not only because of the same-sex repulsion, but more because of a certain man who is obsessed with love.

"Yes, brother, where are the Belmode people?"

Vodka echoed.

You actually asked your eldest brother to wait here, Belmode, you have done all kinds of bad things!

"Your Belmod has been made."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have this skill."

Luke took it, a little surprised.

"I know a lot of things. Do you want to come and experience them again tonight?"

the bartender asked.

Those present realized something was wrong.

They had never heard that Margaret had developed an interest in men.

Although when Margaret first joined the organization, many men were indeed interested in him.

"You are Belmod!?"

Chianti couldn't help but ask.

Gin snorted coldly, this woman still has such a bad taste.

The bartender smiled and pulled off the fake face.

"Shaman, long time no see."

Belmode lifted Luke's chin, his tone ambiguous.

He didn't care at all about Chianti's darkened expression.

If Cohen hadn't been holding her back, Chianti would have taken a gun and shot the shameless woman in front of him.

"Long time no see, Belmod. Are the matters in the United States settled so quickly?"

"I left it to Calvados, and he was happy to run around with the FBI."

"What, you don't want to see me?"

Belmode was getting closer and closer, and he saw that the two of them were about to get close to each other.

Gin coughed.

"Belmod, let's talk about the mission assigned by the BOSS first."

Belmode was interrupted.

"Gin, you are such a boring man."

Gin didn't answer, just looked at Belmode quietly.

Belmod had no choice but to let go of Luke first.

There was no rush to finish the explanation. There was still a long time tonight, and she had to take care of a certain charming wizard who was hooking up outside.

"BOSS said that he is very satisfied with the recent progress of drug development."

Gin's expression softened a little.

"However, he is deeply dissatisfied with the continuous influx of traitors in the organization, and urges everyone to speed up the cleaning of the undercovers in the organization."

Vermouth explained.

Gin's face darkened again.

These hateful traitors!

The other members also nodded seriously.

A certain black-skinned man looked stern, as if this was really a big deal.

Noticing Bourbon's expression, Gin couldn't help but nod secretly.

Although Bourbon has recently learned bad things from Vermouth, he has also begun to embark on the path of mystics and has taken the initiative to join the second-in-command of the organization, Rum.

But his loyalty to the organization can be seen by everyone present.

When the rye whiskey was rounded up, Bourbon made a great effort.

If it weren't for the FBI's close watch, the Japanese officials were too useless and allowed the American father to trample on them at will.

They might really eliminate this "silver bullet" that the boss believes threatens the survival of the organization.

"I will increase my efforts in this regard."

Gin made a promise.

Vermouth nodded. Once a hard worker like Gin agreed, it would be a bloody storm.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Vermouth suddenly remembered something.

Everyone turned their eyes to Vermouth again.

"Gin, I got the news that your old friend is going back to Neon."

Vermouth covered her mouth and laughed.

A chill suddenly appeared, and Vodka tightened his black coat.

Gin looked up, his eyes sharp and ferocious.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"The news came from the CIA undercover."

Vermouth answered.

As for Akai Shuichi, as an FBI, his own news is on the CIA side. Isn't this a very normal thing?

Gin smiled.

"Ah~ Rye!"

There is one more chapter, I can still write one more chapter.

When the new computer arrives tomorrow, I will resume the four updates. These days, typing in the Internet cafe gives me a feeling of shitting in public.

And the food poisoning caused by the day before yesterday, this world is too wonderful, and I live too abstractly.