Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

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"Yes, indeed, it is impeccable in terms of both ingredients and cooking techniques."

"Haha, of course, I chose this restaurant."

Vermouth laughed heartily.

Amuro Tooru also maintained his composure with a smile.

"However, the restaurants here can't compare to those in America."

"There are indeed some minor discrepancies."

"It's still not as good as the US, isn't it? Staying in the US is pretty good, you can enjoy delicious food and play cat and mouse games with the FBI when you have nothing to do."

Amuro said, resting his chin on his hand.

Vermouth smiled and said, "Even the most interesting things will fade with time, so changing things up occasionally is the secret to keeping things fresh."

"makes sense."

Vermouth chuckled.

"Speaking of which, you must miss rye whiskey quite a bit, right? There seems to be some minor friction between you two."

Amuro Tooru's smile vanished instantly.

Vermouth continued, "Still for that deceased member of the organization, Scotch whisky, if I remember correctly."

“You’re right, I really hate that traitor who betrayed the organization.”

Why are you making such a scary face?

Vermouth watched him with great interest.

"If Gin saw that expression on your face, he would certainly appreciate it, whether it's out of respect for a traitor or for Scotland..."

Amuro Tooru waved his hand, interrupting Vermouth.

"Let's not dwell on the past. Do you have any other purpose in inviting me to dinner?"

It seems the friction between them is more serious than she imagined.

Vermouth stared silently at Bourbon in front of her.

"Then you really misunderstood me. I'm just here to familiarize myself with the tasks we're about to undertake together."

Amuro Tooru frowned slightly.

He didn't believe a single word of that.

"If you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."

Vermouth looked at Bourbon with a smirk.

Amuro Tooru wiped his mouth and stood up: "Thank you for your hospitality tonight."

After saying that, he left the restaurant directly.

Vermouth didn't get up; she just watched his departing figure silently, her eyes revealing no extra emotion.

But behind their lavish dinner...

Gin was speeding down the highway in his Porsche 356A.

He rested his hand on the car window, a lit cigarette between his fingers.

"drop."

My phone beeped with an email notification.

Gin opened the email.

The label reads "Follow-up to the Akemi Miyano incident".

Gin quietly checked the text messages, while Vodka remained focused on driving.

The text message was signed Rum.

This is undoubtedly the result of Rum's investigation.

After reading the text message and putting his phone away, Gin quietly took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Rum's men could only confirm that Akemi Miyano had appeared at FBI headquarters and participated in the witness protection program, and then there were no more clues. Later, several of his own people who were hiding in the FBI were also purged.

"Akai Shuichi."

Gin muttered to himself, then let out a disdainful sneer.

The car slowly drove into a company.

At its underground parking lot.

Vodka took the briefcase from a nervous-looking man in a suit and tie. After opening the briefcase, he checked the stacks of ten thousand yuan bills inside.

He then nodded to Gin, who was standing to the side.

"I've completed my mission, my..."

Before the man in the suit could finish speaking, Gin fired a burst of bullets at him.

The man in the suit stared wide-eyed, then collapsed into a pool of blood.

"Walk."

"yes, Sir."

Vodka happily started driving.

"Brother, with this money, we won't have to worry about the organization's expenses this month."

Gin didn't answer, and quietly lit another cigarette for himself.

He always had a bad feeling.

When the two returned to the organization's base to deposit the money...

Gin finally realized where this premonition came from.

The peripheral member who handed Gin the expense report endured his rage in despair.

On that list...

The codenames of Vermouth, Bourbon, Chianti, Kiel, Cohen, and others are extremely conspicuous.

They report everything—purchasing, travel, training—and yet they still manage to organize a team-building event.

The expenses for just these few people have already depleted most of the funds he had painstakingly raised.

"What a bunch of damn guys."

Gin gritted his teeth and said.

Chapter 121 Ah, Shirley

It must have been a few days later.

Because Amuro Tooru sent him the time and location immediately after learning about the assassination plot against the senator.

Ai Haibara doesn't have much time left to improve; she'll soon be undergoing her third trial.

So these past few days, while Ai Haibara has been practicing, Tsuki Kurokawasaki has been personally instructing her.

Let's see if she can single-handedly defeat the members of the brewery this time.

Of course, we can't let Ai Haibara directly confront Gin; that would be tantamount to handing him a free meal, giving Gin an easy advantage.

However, he should have no problem facing Pisk.

After all, according to the information Amuro Tooru obtained, Pisco is already an old man in his seventies.

With his health condition, he still has to come out and continue doing missions. The distillery is really being a bit unfair.

This morning.

When Kurokawasaki Tsuki woke up, he found the weather below to be gloomy.

And... the sudden drop in temperature.

Ke Xue, you win.

Kurokawa Saki quietly changed into a hoodie.

As soon as he entered the living room, he heard a sneeze.

Ai Haibara picked up a tissue and rubbed her nose.

Do you have a cold?

"It seems like there's a tiny bit."

"let me see."

Kurokawasaki placed his hand on her forehead.

Body temperature is normal.

Kurokawa Saki then removed her hand with relief and said, "Thank goodness you don't have a fever."

"I already said it's only a little bit."

"It's best not to force yourself."

"I know my body much better than you do."

After breakfast, Kurokawa Saki saw her out the door.

"Be careful on the road, and remember to call if anything happens."

Ai Haibara looked at him with a puzzled expression and said, "Yes, yes, I know."

As she walked down the street, she felt a little strange. Why did Kurokawasaki Tsuki give her such a strange feeling today? But she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Was it just her imagination?

Kurokawasaki watched Ai Haibara leave.

He then entered Ai Haibara's room and walked straight to her desk.

Compared to before, there was now a wooden knife rack on her table, on which was Tsukimi-maru.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki grabbed Tsukimi-maru and stuffed it into his bag.

Then she stuffed her own Autumn Water inside.

However, the bag was still a bit too big to completely fit the two knives, with one black and one white section of the scabbard sticking out.

It's harmless.

After zipping up the bag, Kurokawa Saki threw it into the trunk.

The cars were all just repaired a couple of days ago.

Then, he raised his hand to check the time.

It's still early, I can go back and get some sleep.

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