My lover is this organization

Next to him, Kiel sat with a dignified posture and smiled at the camera, with the table in front of him having a configuration similar to Cohen's.

The more exaggerated ones are Chianti and Vodka. It is obvious that these two people are obsessed with bottles. There are three large bottles in front of each of them, and there are two large boxes stuffed under the table. They look like they are not going to leave until they have vomited tonight.

Especially vodka. In the photo, he was holding a big beer bottle and drinking it hard, chugging it like crazy.

And under the photo there was a line of small words - Big Sister, the seafood here is good, would you like to try it?

Even the location address is written down.

Gin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently.

"Huh? Chianti and the others are eating...at a food stall?"

Qin Wuque's voice came from the side without any warning.

The silver-haired beauty's eyebrows twitched. She took a deep breath, turned her head and looked to the side, and saw a dog head stretching its neck to look over curiously.

"Uh……"

Noticing Captain Qin's unfriendly look, Qin Wuque immediately retracted his dog head in embarrassment, scratched his head and said.

"What I mean is that food stalls are not very hygienic, there's a lot of dust on the roadside and it's noisy, and there are so many places to eat in the Sands Hotel. I know a place that's absolutely delicious. Do you want to try it?"

"..."

……

In fact, Qin Wuque just found out that there are hot pot restaurants in Singapore... and there are a lot of them!

When he was searching for Chinese food in Singapore, the first thing that popped up on the webpage was an advertisement for Haidilao, so with the idea of ​​waiting for the best day, he did a quick search for hot pot restaurants in the Marina Bay Sands Hotel, and actually found one, which looked quite authentic.

However, field investigations have also proved that it is indeed authentic!

Qin Wuque had a very happy meal. There were only four people at the table, three of whom were stunning beauties. The four of them sat around an old-fashioned copper hotpot with a "chimney" in which red charcoal was burning. They stuffed all kinds of raw meat rolls and vegetables into it.

To be precise, the only ones who added food to the meal were Vermouth, Curacao and Gin, while Qin Wuque was only responsible for eating.

Even so, his eating speed still could not keep up with the speed of being fed.

In the end, Qin Wuque even took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, with chopsticks in one hand and cold beer in the other, completely starting to eat hotpot.

You have to know that this is in the Sands Hotel, a high-end place. Even if ordinary people eat in a restaurant, as long as it is a slightly higher-end restaurant, if you are in a good mood and take off your clothes and continue eating with your bare chest, a waiter will come over to kindly remind you.

But Qin Wuque is different.

Not only did no one remind him of the meal, but when the beer accidentally spilled from the corner of his mouth and flowed over his chest, many of the sexy modern girls who were also dining in the restaurant would unconsciously glance over at him with their eyes shining.

Even the waitresses working in the restaurant stared at it intently.

Every time this happened, Vermouth, who was sitting next to Qin Wuque, would reveal a helpless and doting smile, pick up a napkin and gently wipe the wine that had flowed down for the former.

The eyes of a certain silver-haired beauty became increasingly cold and fierce, and her entire body exuded a murderous aura.

Curacao...Curacao continues to add dishes.

After finishing the hotpot, the four returned to the sky villa.

Qin Wuque, who was feeling very hot after eating hot pot, suggested going to the outdoor swimming pool on the 57th floor of the hotel to take a dip. This would be a good opportunity to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Singapore and cool down at the same time.

After all, it’s a rare opportunity to visit the Marina Bay Sands. It would be a huge loss if you don’t experience its biggest selling point.

"Outdoor swimming pool?" After hearing this, Vermouth raised her slender queen eyebrows.

"Well... forget it," she said.

"Ah? Why?" Qin Wuque was stunned.

“I don’t want to go to a crowded place~”

Vermouth connected her phone to the charging cable and glanced at a dog's head in a charming manner.

"Big stars like me are very popular. It would be troublesome if someone recognized me. Although the photos were taken on the bus before, it is basically impossible to tell where we were, but if someone recognized me in the swimming pool... Oh, I don't want a good trip to turn into an offline fan signing event."

"Okay." Qin Wuque felt that it made sense, so he just let it go.

He then turned his head to look at the leader Qin who was sitting on the sofa on the other side with his legs crossed, and the latter just gestured through the thin travel guide magazine.

"I'm exempt too."

"..."

This one cannot be persuaded.

Qin Wuque had no choice but to turn his inquiring gaze to the last person.

however……

Eh? Where's Curacao? Where's the big Curacao that was just sitting here?

Qin Wuque looked around the living room of the villa, but did not find any trace of Curacao.

Could it be that the hot pot was too hot and he sweated, so he went straight to take a shower?

Doghead pondered in his mind.

Forget it, I'll just go by myself...

Thinking of this, Qin Wuque returned to his room, changed into a pair of swimming trunks, then left the sky villa with brisk steps and took the bus straight to the top floor on the 57th floor.

But what he didn't know was that half a minute after he left, the door of a bedroom in the sky villa was quietly opened a crack from the inside.

Behind the door was Curacao, wearing a swimsuit and with a slightly blushing face.

She leaned forward through the crack in the door and looked left and right, making sure that no one noticed before she tiptoed out.

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Hmm...I need to cook the soup for another four days, or three days?

It's really painful to write while cutting and deleting. Anyway, let's focus on the plot first, and write the happy parts later. Well... you know.

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Chapter 374 The Female Anchor’s Heartache

Qin Wuque took the elevator all the way to the 57th floor, the top floor of the Sands Hotel. As soon as the elevator door opened, the smell of the swimming pool immediately hit him.

However, it is slightly different from a swimming pool. After all, the rooftop swimming pool of the Sands Hotel is open. It does not have the lingering strong smell of disinfectant, but is more of a sea breeze mixed with a slightly fishy and salty taste.

As we walked out of the soundproof VIP elevator, the noisy voices suddenly became noticeable.

The so-called rooftop open-air swimming pool of the Sands Hotel is actually a huge cruise ship, or a building designed to look like a cruise ship.

It is supported by three buildings. From a distance, it looks like the three buildings of the Marina Bay Sands Hotel are supporting a long cruise ship, which has a very beautiful design.

On this huge cruise ship, there is an outdoor swimming pool that is three times the length of the Olympic swimming pool, and there are large groups of coconut trees. They surround the sofa booths and are intertwined with the white lights shining up from the ground, perfectly blending natural scenery with modern technology.

Qin Wuque touched his chin, took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the scene, and sent it to the two maids at home.

After sending the message, he looked back and forth and found a place with fewer people to go into the water.

Because the phone is a modified Leicester model with good waterproof performance, it can still be used normally even during diving, so Qin Wuque does not have to hold the phone above the water all the time like other people, or for safety reasons, simply wrap the phone in a waterproof case.

It was already night, with the bright moon and stars overhead, but the swimming pool was actually lit.

Blue lights lit up under the swimming pool, and the light was refracted into ripples as the water in the pool swayed, rendering the entire pool a deep blue like the sea.

However, as soon as Qin Wuque got into the water, he saw a familiar figure in the swimming pool.

It’s Mizunashi Rena.

The former anchorwoman of Nichiren TV was now lying on the edge of the swimming pool, her beautiful blue cat's eyes fixed on the bustling night view of Singapore below, as if in a trance.

She was wearing a two-piece black swimsuit, which fully showed off her beautiful figure. Her slender waist looked particularly slender. Her long, slightly curly black hair was tied up tightly against her scalp, leaving only two uniquely shaped bangs in front of her forehead.

To be honest, Qin Wuque has always felt that Mizuno Rena's bangs are very similar to the whiskers on a cockroach's head.

Qin Wuque walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Hi!"

"Um?!"

Rena Mizunashi was originally in a daze, and was startled by the sudden noise. As a former female CIA investigator, her vigilance was instantly raised.

She turned her head quickly and looked carefully, only to find that the person who patted her shoulder was Qin Wuque. She couldn't help but pause, and a serious expression suddenly froze on her face.

"Hey, wake up, why do you look so scary?"

Qin Wuque was also caught off guard by her reaction and raised his hand and waved in front of Mizuno Rena.

"Uh!"

Mizuno Rena reacted, blinked, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Vino…”

"How was your fun? Did you have fun?" Qin Wuque asked casually.

"Not bad." Mizuno Rena smiled faintly, "At least I never had such an experience when I was in the CIA before."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

Qin Wuque was shocked.

"The CIA and the FBI compete for so much money every year. Where do they spend all that money? I thought your daily life at the CIA was to fly around the world frequently, carry out missions with beautiful or handsome people of the opposite sex, drive fast on Cuban roads and smoke cigars, lie on the beaches of Hawaii and let people apply sunscreen to you... Why do you sound like you haven't even had an employee trip?"

"Uh……"

Rena Mizunoshi was unable to react in time after hearing this guy's rapid-fire speech. She just shook her head blankly after hearing him finish.

"No, Vino, that's not the life of a CIA investigator. That's the life of an MI6 investigator, and it's a James Bond special edition."

"Really? Well then..."

Qin Wuque looked around.

"Where are Vodka and the others? Aren't you with them?"

"Um……"

Rena Mizunashi hesitated for a moment, then turned around and continued to lie back on the edge of the swimming pool. She crossed her arms and rested her chin on them.

"Well, although I have nothing to do with the CIA anymore, I was once a 'traitor' after all. I always feel like I can't fit in with them."

"That must be your illusion..." Qin Wuque complained after hearing this.

"No, it's not an illusion, this is real." Mizuno Rena lowered her eyes and repeated it again.

"No, no, no, this is definitely your illusion." Qin Wuque continued to insist on his opinion.

"Because of a very simple reason. Your undercover identity was exposed because I got the undercover list from the Japanese Public Security Building. And besides Captain Qin and I, only Curacao knew a little about the undercover list. Oh, and Sister Bei also knew a little. But I guess Vodka and the others don't know anything at all."

"Really?" Mizuno Rena was stunned for a moment.

"That's it."

As Qin Wuque spoke, he cast his gaze not far away, locking onto Vodka Chianti and the others who were happily holding up their champagne glasses. Without thinking, he raised his hand and blew a huge wave over the water surface.

With the right technique and enough force, a huge splash of water formed in the swimming pool in an instant, roaring towards the direction he pushed out like a huge wave.

Before the long-range attack hit, it had already killed a large number of innocent tourists along the way.

Vodka had his back to the others and he only heard sudden screams from behind him. Before he could react what was happening, a huge splash of water poured all over his head and face, even knocking over the champagne glass in his hand.

"Ah! My wine!"

Looking at the champagne glass slowly sinking to the bottom of the swimming pool, Vodka's mentality was extremely explosive.

He also imitated Qin Wuque's lion-like shaking of his head. His strong physique made his movement look quite imposing. The tourists in the surrounding swimming pools subconsciously stepped back to avoid being affected.

But just when Vodka was about to see which little bastard had played such a prank on him, he found that in the swimming pool not far away, Qin Wuque was smiling and waving at him, with Mizuno Rena standing next to him, looking reserved.

This sturdy man, who is 180 meters tall and weighs 1.4 meters, perfectly demonstrated in public what it means to give up in an instant.

The fierce expression on Vodka's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a silly-looking smile.

"Ah...Brother Snow Flower, you are here."

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Three more days, three more days...