My lover is this organization

"Uh……"

Qin Wuque had no way to avoid it, as he was leaning against the wall of the elevator, located at the angle between the two walls, and he couldn't even move his head away.

He could only watch helplessly as a certain out-of-date female star reached out to him... and then her hand was intercepted by another slender hand halfway through and grabbed, preventing her from moving forward even an inch.

"Yukiko--" Vermouth still kept smiling.

"Sharon~" Yukiko said coquettishly, "I just pinched your face, it won't cost you a piece of flesh, and Sharon, don't you realize that your boyfriend has super good skin, even better than our Ran-chan's."

"No."

Vermouth raised the corner of her mouth, but her attitude was extremely firm.

"Even a pinch won't do?"

"No~ok~"

"Hmm...Sharon is so stingy."

……

While chatting, the three of them took the elevator all the way up, their destination being the most luxurious suite on the top floor.

After all, they are celebrities traveling, so it is impossible for them to just rent a room like ordinary people. At most, they can rent a slightly more upscale guest room like Akai Mary and Sera Masumi did.

Generally, star tours like this are usually accompanied by a large number of staff, as well as agents, investors, etc., who often need to communicate with each other about work. If you book a private floor, there won't be so many people, and it's easy to disturb others if they walk around. As for forcibly smashing the wallet floor, it will not only give people the impression of being "rich and arrogant", but it is also very uneconomical.

In comparison, directly booking a penthouse suite is the most economical and convenient option.

Both Vermouth and Yukiko, two big names, showed a very normal attitude towards this.

Ding!

The elevator reached the top floor. With a pleasant prompt tone, the heavy elevator doors slowly opened silently to both sides, and a magnificent corridor unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Queen Vermouth's aura was fully on display. She walked out of the elevator first in her sharp high heels, followed closely by her junior sister Yukiko.

Qin Wuque, with the idea of ​​giving priority to ladies, followed the two beauties leisurely. With his hands in his pockets and a nonchalant look, he looked like a chauffeur or something like that.

After all, it is a penthouse suite, and all the configurations are quite complete, from the master bedroom, secondary bedrooms, washroom, small cinema, and even a conference room. It can basically be regarded as a medium-sized sky villa.

Vermouth and Yukiko successfully found the meeting place according to the room number given by the other party.

It was a reception room built into a suite. Through the round wooden double doors, faint sounds of conversation could be heard from the room.

"It looks like this is the place." Vermouth raised her eyebrows.

She walked in first, but did not reach out to push the door. Instead, she turned sideways and gave a look to Qin Wuque, who was walking at the back with his hands in his pockets.

Qin Wuque just shrugged at this.

"Come in~"

"Ah."

Vermouth nodded in understanding, then placed her hand on the door and slowly pushed it open.

Yukiko noticed this detail and let out a soft "hmm".

The sound of the reception room door being pushed open from the outside was heard, and the conversation in the reception room suddenly stopped.

Qin Wuque stretched his neck and tilted his head to take a peek from outside, and was surprised to find that there were unexpectedly more people in the room.

The young Italian man on the poster in the elevator when I arrived was sitting on the sofa facing the door. He had short, slightly curly brown hair and a very Italian look, but for some reason he looked autistic at this moment.

Sitting on his left and right were a pretty Italian blonde sister who looked like an agent, and a fat middle-aged Italian man who was as fat as a ball and looked like a vicious client.

And the completely unexpected ones...Inspector Megure and others.

When the door opened, Inspector Megure was sitting on the sofa with his back facing the door. He turned around subconsciously when he heard the noise behind him. When he saw Yukiko coming in, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Ah~ Yukiko, why are you here? Yusaku-kun is here too..."

"Oh, you're finally here. Inspector, let me introduce you. These are the guests I specially invited this time..."

The fat Italian man who looked like a vicious party stood up from the sofa and greeted him almost at the same time as Inspector Megure spoke, and his attitude was very enthusiastic at first.

However, this enthusiasm only lasted for less than two seconds, and his voice stopped abruptly. He opened his mouth like a pigeon with its neck pinched and unable to speak.

To be precise, he choked up after he saw Qin Wuque following Yukiko in and looking back and forth.

Qin Wuque, who noticed the gaze from the fat Italian man, also glanced back in the direction of the gaze. Seeing that it was someone he had never seen before and was looking at him with a very subtle look, he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

"What are you looking at?"

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Today, the group was discussing who in Conan has a bigger ball than Bayonetta. I thought about it carefully...it seems that there is really no one.

Chapter 333: Huitian sends dog food, Yukiko is full

A simple sentence made the atmosphere in the room suddenly tense.

The hand that the Italian investor stretched out to greet him as he stood up from the sofa was frozen in mid-air, and the lovely smile that he managed to gather with great difficulty on his trembling fat face seemed to be coated with a thick layer of silicone.

At this time, Inspector Megure finally realized that something was wrong. He looked left and right but found no clues. He couldn't help but say to the Italian investor who seemed to be evolving into a sculpture.

"Mr. Luciano, what's the problem?"

"……what."

The inspector's words were like a spell to summon Luciano's soul.

The Italian investor opened his mouth subconsciously, and with difficulty he turned his gaze away from Qin Wuque. He covered his mouth with his fist and coughed lightly, then quickly adjusted his mental state.

"No, nothing, Officer. I just suddenly remembered some things from the past."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Inspector Megure to answer. He nodded politely to Vermouth and Yukiko who pushed the door open, and deliberately avoided looking at Qin Wuque who was following behind with a puzzled look on his face.

"Thank you very much for accepting the invitation, Miss Wynyard and Miss Kudo. However, we still have some matters to be coordinated with the Japanese police. Please... take a seat for the time being. We will finish here soon. Please forgive us for the poor hospitality."

This fat Italian guy didn't speak Japanese very well, but he was very polite...

While Qin Wuque was thinking in his mind, his body automatically found a way out and he found a sofa nearby and sat down with his arms and legs stretched out.

By the way, the sofa he sat on was the first one to the left of the sofa where the Italian investor was sitting, and the distance between them was less than one meter.

The moment he sat down, Qin Wuque clearly heard the sofa next to him move back two centimeters.

"Well, of course, no problem." Vermouth chuckled.

However, there were only eight sofas in the reception room, surrounding the rectangular reception table, with one sofa at each end and three on each side.

The young hunk from Italy sat on the main seat facing the door of the room, facing Inspector Megure who had his back to the door. On his left and right were the blonde young beauty agent and the Italian investor.

Now Qin Wuque was sitting next to the investor, and two of the three sofas on the right were suddenly vacated.

Yukiko seemed reluctant to be separated from her good senior sister. Seeing Qin Wuque sitting down on the right, she reached out and gently pulled Belmode's sleeve.

"Sharon, how about we sit on the left?"

"Hmm? Oh, that's not necessary."

Vermouth immediately understood what Yukiko meant. She smiled and put her hand on the back of the only empty sofa on the right and patted it.

"Yukiko, just sit here, and as for me..."

As she spoke, she turned around and walked around to Qin Wuque's side. She reached out and gently poked the latter's cheek with her green fingertips. The latter's skin was extremely delicate and smooth, even though he never took care of it or used any beauty products. She spoke in a normal tone.

"Move over and make some room for my sister."

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque was very obedient and moved to the side subconsciously.

As the saying goes, whoever dares to move, another dares to sit.

So Vermouth really sat down.

The space on the sofa is actually not small, but it is still a single sofa after all. Even though Qin Wuque and Vermouth are both of the type that cannot be described as "strong", the sofa becomes quite crowded when two people sit in the space of one person.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together on the sofa. In order to sit comfortably, Vermouth deliberately lifted one leg and placed it on Qin Wuque's knee, showing a very intimate posture.

The sour smell of love instantly filled the entire living room.

Yukiko, who was sitting alone on another sofa, witnessed this scene with her eyes lighting up, holding her cheeks with her hands like a girl who was crazy about romance dramas.

"That's great~ If it was my Yusaku, he would definitely not agree, and would say something to spoil the mood like "Pay attention to your image in public with so many people watching you." She murmured, with stars almost popping out of her eyes.

In response to this, Vermouth simply smiled, her intention to show off being self-evident.

"Tell me the truth, do you know this fat guy?" She lowered her head and whispered in Qin Wuque's ear, "When he came in just now, he seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw you, as if he was very scared of you."

"No, I'm sure I don't know him." Qin Wuque was also confused. "The number of people I know is actually far less than what you think, Sister Bei, but there are definitely quite a few people who know me."

"What, you are famous?" Vermouth looked at him teasingly.

"Is the nickname of the Eternal Burning Pupil Master famous enough?" Qin Wuque replied with a sidelong glance.

"The Eternally Burning Eye Master is a legend. Most people have only heard of it."

"Is the title of Godfather of Los Santos enough?"

"Um……"

Vermouth thought about it seriously, then shook her head and said honestly.

"I don't know."

"Then I'll put it this way."

Qin Wuque gently rubbed his cheek against the soft golden hair and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"All the weapons that the organization had previously received were supplied by me, and my client base is spread all over the world, from mercenary organizations that have been fighting in the Middle East for years to small gangs that control an entire neighborhood. Occasionally, I would buy a couple of fighter jets from the US military, and resell them for another considerable income..."

As he said this he let out a sigh of Versailles gas.

"Alas, so I am completely uninterested in money now."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth burst into laughter and reached out to pinch Qin Wuque's cheek.

"Since you said so, why don't you just give all your money to me, your sister? Anyway, didn't you say you are no longer interested in money?"

"Okay." Qin Wuque actually said.

"real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

"Aren't you afraid that I, your sister, will take all your money and kick you away and run away?"

"I do not believe."

"I don't believe it either."

"Then you still say?"

"Just trying to scare you, huhu~"

Both of them spoke in very low voices, and the other people in the living room could only see Qin Wuque and Vermouth squeezed together on a sofa, whispering to each other.

Yukiko next to her looked like she was full.

For some reason, this out-of-date female star who retired at the age of 20 and gave birth to a child felt the malice from the couple's male lovers for the first time in her life.

And the most annoying thing is that she doesn't have any solution.

Yukiko twitched her lips and had to turn her gaze to her left, where Inspector Megure was following behind her with a serious expression, Officer Shiratori.

"By the way, why is Inspector Megure here today? Did something happen?"

"Um……"

Hearing the question from his friend's wife, Inspector Megure hesitated for only a moment and then nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Luciano, the Italian investor sitting on Qin Wuque's right, stood up.

"Inspector, is it really okay to just say this?"

Inspector Megure glanced at him and made a reassuring gesture: "Please don't worry. This woman is not only a legendary actress who was once popular in Japan, but is also the wife of the world's leading mystery novelist, Yusaku Kudo. Yusaku Kudo is also a good friend of mine. If I tell her about this, it will definitely help the progress of the case."

“Yes, really…” Luciano was stunned, a little doubtful.

In fact, he was not familiar with Yukiko at all. Apart from knowing that she was once very famous in Japan, he knew basically nothing else.