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Chapter 307 Gin, do you like to play roller coaster

Soon, Gin brought over a list, which was not a list of active undercover personnel in the winery, but a list of code names that were still vacant.

Liao Wenjie was so eloquent that he couldn't believe it. It turned out that he didn't know anything about wine.

Cointreau, Amarone, Cognac, Barolo, Madeira, Bit...

After sweeping around, he found that the winery only produced foreign wines and no varieties of Chinese liquor. In this case, Conan's favorite Laobaigan would be gone.

It's a pity that he quite likes code names like Lao Baigan and Erguotou.

"Have you chosen?"

Ten minutes later, Karasuma Renye couldn't help but urge. It wasn't that he was impatient, but that Liao Wenjie was too ink-stained.

"To be honest, I have difficulty choosing syndrome. I was suddenly given such a long list, and I didn't know which one to choose." Liao Wenjie looked confused. It didn't matter whether he was strong or not, so the alcohol level didn't matter, but his handsomeness.

The key is, so the wine name must be nice.

After another ten minutes, Karasuma Renye couldn't bear it anymore and simply took the list from Liao Wenjie's hand and pointed at one at random.

"Spirytus, are you okay?"

"What kind of wine is this?"

"Distilled liquor, a distilled vodka originating from Poland, has an alcohol content of up to 96%. It is the highest alcoholic and strongest liquor in the world. It tastes exactly like water and is also called 'water of life'."

Give an explanation.

Sounds awesome.

Liao Wenjie touched his chin. He would have understood if he said it was the water of life. Spiatus...

Is this codename too long?

Vodka is also jokingly called a scumbag among alcoholics, and eau-de-vie is the best among scumbags. It is a perfect match for him... ahem, it goes against his calm and calm style.

Forget it, the important thing about a man is his content, not his reputation. He has been stigmatized as a scumbag for more than a day or two, and he has never complained to anyone.

Liao Wenjie nodded: "I can't choose anyway, just Spiatus."

Renye Karasuma took a deep breath. Maybe it was because of his age. He felt that there was a generation gap between him and Liao Wenjie. No, it was a gap. It was difficult to understand Liao Wenjie's way of thinking. He asked Gin to take the person away quickly.

"Remember to keep the call on your phone. I hope I can contact you in time." Seeing Liao Wenjie's unreliable figure leaving, Renye Karasuma felt uneasy and hurriedly added.

"Bo SS, don't worry and leave it to me. I promise to complete the mission."

"..."

He doesn't want to be the uncle's subordinate.



On the street at night, a Porsche 356A was speeding towards the city center. Its body was dark, compact and stubby, with simple lines and no fancy decorations. It went well with the light gin.

It’s just that the space inside the car is too small and very crowded!

Liao Wenjie couldn't imagine how, with Gin's tall body and Fatty Vodka, such a big thing could be stuffed into the driver's and passenger's seats in front.

If there were three other members of the organization, how crowded would the back row be? Would they have been stopped by the traffic police on the road, and then they would have Gin's car locked away while bowing and apologizing?

"Ginjiu, it's not easy for you either." Liao Wenjie said with emotion.

"..."

It's unclear where Liao Wenjie made the mistake, so Gin chose to remain silent. He was always reticent to strangers, even when paired with vodka...

When he was with Vodka, he still talked a lot of nonsense.

"Ginjiu, looking at your frosty look, you obviously kill a lot of people. If I guess correctly, you should be a killer, right?" Ginjiu didn't say anything, so Liao Wenjie took the initiative to get closer.

"Yes."

"Then the problem comes. As far as I know, the killer industry is a very lucrative industry because it is paid to do things and there is no moral integrity at all. No matter which country it is in, it is a key target of attack."

Liao Wenjie said: "Under normal circumstances, killers will try their best to keep a low profile in their daily lives and make themselves look like ordinary people without any characteristics, but you are not..."

"Not to mention your Porsche 356, which has a high rate of turning heads. Just your clothes and appearance, the silver hair that reaches your knees, and the killer aura that you don't know how to restrain are all like fireflies in the dark, let alone the police. Anyone who is not

Even a blind person would think there's something wrong with you."

"..."

Gin Jiu remained silent as Liao Wenjie spoke and listened, neither agreeing nor refuting, nor answering.

A small book stand used by book lovers.

"So, if you don't hide yourself in daily life, you can only use it when killing people. You can use a sniper rifle from a long distance. As long as you run fast, it doesn't matter whether you hide or not. But when you kill the target at close range, you can only use

Props hide one’s true face…”

Liao Wenjie pushed up his non-existent glasses: "There is only one truth. When you killed someone, you must have been wearing stockings."

Gin:(?_?)

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

"I don't."

"Definitely not. Wearing stockings is too low-key. After all, you are a cold-blooded killer and a confidant of Boss Bo. Wearing stockings to kill people is too out of style."

Liao Wenjie nodded: "I understand, what you're doing is supermarket shopping, the kind that pokes two eyes in."

Gin:(???)

His grip on the steering wheel tightened suddenly, and he just wanted to pull out a gun and put it to Liao Wenjie's head to shut his mouth forever.

But the other party is a distinguished guest of his own wave, so this kind of idea can only be an idea and cannot be put into action.

"Gin, how do you killers relax your body and mind on a daily basis? Are you watching sad dramas at home, or going to the bar to pick up girls, or are you going to the amusement park with your friends to kill time?"

Seeing Gin Jiu's face elongated and the veins on his neck bulging, Liao Wenjie suddenly realized: "I see, I guessed it. When you are not killing people, you go to the amusement park to kill time. I couldn't tell, but you are pretty good at it."

Play."

Gin: (?Benefit?)

"Gin, let's go to the amusement park together another day. Do you like to play roller coasters?"

“Will you be frightened and scream when you enter a haunted house?”

"Have you ever reminisced about your first love on a carousel?"

"..."

Gin:(???)



An hour and a half later, the black Porsche 356 parked at a pharmaceutical company. Gin got out of the car with a livid face and slammed the door angrily.

He wanted to kill but couldn't, he was going crazy!

The most important thing is that his intuition tells him that even if he draws his gun, there is a 99% chance that he will not be able to kill the opponent.

The remaining one percent comes from his confidence in the Beretta M92F on his waist!

It's too bad that a killer who relies on guns for a living and regards marksmanship as his life actually only has a one percent chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Gin lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke.

When he was halfway through the cigarette, he threw it on the ground, raised his foot to stamp out the sparks, and finally calmed down.

"Good habit. Cigarette butts can easily cause fires. I never thought that as a killer, you would have such awareness of public risk prevention. Keep it up!" Liao Wenjie appeared in a flash and raised his hand to give a thumbs up.

Gin: "..."

I can't stand it anymore, my heart can't bear it.

"This pharmaceutical factory is a company authorized by Bo SS. It has finished product APTX4869. I will give the medicine to you later. In addition..."

Gin quickly walked towards the back door of the pharmaceutical company and said coldly: "I have other things to do tonight, so I can't take you home. I'll pay for the taxi. You can figure it out yourself!"

"No, it's a pleasure chatting with you. How can a taxi driver compare with you?"

"Then please sit in the back seat later. I suddenly remembered that there was explosives installed under the passenger seat!" Gin said fiercely.

After pressing the password door, he walked quickly in the corridor. After a few turns, he ran into several employees in white coats who had stayed up late and worked overtime.

"Where is Shirley?"

"Laboratory No. 1, we are observing the mice."

"Tell her to bring a box of medicine, and hurry up!" Gin stared with bloodshot and scarlet eyes, and his murderous intent scared several people to the point of peeing, and they quickly ran away in trembling steps.

"I can't tell you are still a strict leader."

Liao Wenjie leaned against the wall: "A friendly reminder, staying up late can lead to sudden death. Employees are the company's greatest resource. Only through proper development and management can more wealth be mined efficiently and sustainably, and residual value can be better squeezed. Remember to talk to the responsible people here.

Talk to someone and don’t stay up late again."

"These are none of my business!" Gin snorted coldly.

"Having said that, you are Bo SS's confidant, so you have some respect..."

Just when Liao Wenjie was torturing Gin's nerves and crazily pouring magic sounds into his ears, a slender figure in a white coat came from the end of the corridor.

The woman has a cold face, slightly curly brown hair, and delicate facial features. It may be because she stayed up late for a long time and did not go out. Her skin is slightly pale and her eyes are thick with dark circles.

She's not very old. According to Neon's style, she should be in high school.

"Shirley, it's too slow!"

Suffering from Liao Wenjie's torture, Ginjiu's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with gunfire. Shirley was so frightened that she took a step back and remained silent, daring not to speak.

"Gin, you are too impatient. I feel like time flies by so fast."

Liao Wenjie took two steps forward, knocked away Gin who was about to collapse, and said to Shirley with a smile: "I remember SS Bo said that only important members will be given code names. This little sister has a code name at such a young age, she must be

He is a rare talent and should be taken good care of."

"..."

Shirley's eyes narrowed suddenly as she looked at Liao Wenjie. Ginjiu, who was so murderous, dared not speak out in front of this man. Why had she never heard of him in the organization before?

"Introduce yourself, my name is..."

Liao Wenjie was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Gin: "What is my code name? I forgot it when I was talking to you before."

Gin took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "Spiatus!"

"Yes, that's it. You have such a good memory, no wonder you like to play the merry-go-round."

Liao Wenjie nodded repeatedly and extended his hand to the stunned Shirley: "I am a new member of the organization, codenamed 'Spiatus'. I will ask my seniors for advice in the future."

After saying that, regardless of Shirley's surprise, he directly took her hand and shook it, grinning, and a cold light flashed through his silver teeth.


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