Zuo Ye added: "I don't even dare to say that I can leave quietly in such a situation. If you put it like that, I am under great pressure."
Gin asked after being silent for a few seconds.
"...can't?"
Zuo Ye asked rhetorically.
"Can?"
Zuo Ye and Gin looked at each other with big eyes, and almost said "You can do it, you can do it" and spat out.
Of course, Zuo Ye can actually do it.
But at least from Gin's current perspective.
Left field cannot.
"Finally, Mr. Gin, you should have checked who the people I rescued are, a few first-year elementary school students, and an old murderer. Do you think Shirley can even disguise himself as a elementary school student or an old man? "
Faced with Zuo Ye's three-step rhetorical question, Gin was silent for a few seconds, and finally stopped dwelling on this topic and brought up another, unrelated topic.
"Hat off."
...Have you finally brought this matter up?
Zuo Ye raised his hand and took off his hat without hesitation.
The centipede-like scar on his face was revealed.
"Explain again what is going on with this thing on your face."
Zuo Ye lit a cigarette: "It was a summer many years ago. I was playing on the side of the road. An old Taoist priest in tattered clothes passed by me and said that he saw that my bones were amazing and that he was a rare person in a hundred years. The…disguise genius.”
in the next five minutes.
Zuo Ye made some eloquent and outrageous lies about Gin.
Gin was stunned for a while.
The specific meaning is that Zuo Ye's disguise technique is different from Belmod's.
Not with a human skin mask.
Even if it's another face, it's a genuine face.
This shocked Gin, and he immediately took action to confirm that Zuo Ye was not lying.
Then he asked Zuo Ye to change his face and confirm again.
"...It's actually possible to replace the human skin mask with another face."
Gin let out a sigh of relief. You must know that this setting is completely different from Belmod's disguise technique.
The art of disguise relies on a human skin mask.
But the human skin mask can be easily torn off.
It's okay not to be suspected, but once you are suspected, all you need to do is touch your face with your hands.
Those who disguise themselves will reveal their true colors.
But Zuo Ye is different.
Even if someone suspects him, even if he is dragged into his face, Zuo Ye will still not be exposed.
...It is simply the best artifact for intelligence personnel.
Unfortunately, before Gin could open his mouth, Zuo Ye continued: "But don't think too much, Gin-sama, my disguise technique is indeed more advanced than those guys' disguise techniques, but the balance of yin and yang, There’s good and there’s bad.”
"Although I don't need a human skin mask to change my face, I can't change other people's faces. At the same time, each of my faces is very troublesome to make."
Zuo Ye lit another cigarette: "So even if I have been practicing for more than ten years, the number of faces I can change, including the original faces, is only more than two."
...So that's it.
Gin nodded thoughtfully.
This... is quite reasonable.
Because normally, even if Gin had not known the uniqueness of Zuo Ye's disguise technique before.
After all, he is also a master of disguise.
But Gin had unconsciously ignored this point.
Get to the root of it.
Or Zuo Ye’s disguise skills were too little shown.
Now, everything makes sense.
But Gin didn't underestimate Zuo Ye's special disguise technique.
Strong is still strong.
It's just not as strong as the first reaction.
Ginjiu didn't even think about asking Zuo Ye to make a selfless contribution and hand over this terrifying superpower-like disguise technique to the organization, or even personally teach others.
Let’s not talk about whether it can be taught.
Whether you can teach it well or not is the biggest question.
Before Zuo Ye appeared, why was the Belmode Disguise Technique unique to the entire organization?
Except for this old woman who hides her secret, no one else can learn it at all.
Zuo Ye's disguise technique is stronger, but Gin doesn't think it will be any easier to learn.
There are some things that you can’t learn just because you can’t learn them. There’s no way around it.
If there was someone who was willing to teach everything, who knew how to learn, and could learn it well, then the organization would probably already have an almighty hexagonal warrior per capita.
It can also be coupled with top-notch scientific research technology.
"But what did you mean when you just said, two... multiple faces?"
"It means the third face is in progress."
"If I give you a clear goal now, can the third face become like that?"
Zuo Ye probably understood Gin's little thoughts. After shaking his head, he raised the corners of his mouth, supported his chin with one hand and stared at the other person: "If I can change it midway..."
Gin raised his eyebrows.
"If you are not afraid of death, you can try it."
Zuo Ye shrugged: "Okay, the problem has been explained clearly, I will leave first. By the way, Gin-sama, please remember to reimburse me when you go back."
Watching Zuo Ye wave his hands and leave.
After Gin drank all the wine in the glass, he also got up and went downstairs.
Only after arriving next to his Porsche 356a, Gin stopped.
Gin did not get into the car immediately, but asked Vodka: "Has Rye been near the car."
"ah?"
Vodka, who was left waiting in the car, looked confused.
"No, no, what's wrong?"
Gin frowned and thought for a few seconds, then asked Vodka to get out of the car, and then launched a 360-degree inspection of his car.
Outside the car, inside the car, under the car, on the roof, and even lifted the hood.
It's as if I can't wait to dismantle the car into its parts and assemble it again.
I can see that the vodka next to me is full of question marks.
What happened to my eldest brother?
Because someone was hanging on the rooftop, were you mentally stimulated? ?
...To be fair, let alone Ginjiu who had agreed to reimburse Zuo Ye for the car.
Even if you don’t agree.
Gin didn't really think that Zuo Ye would blow up his car.
Just because they can't blow up cars doesn't mean they won't leave bombs behind.
If you have to say it.
It might be like Belmode's occasional attempt to commit suicide.
Of course, in that bitch's mouth, it was a prank, no matter how nice it sounded.
Just a joke.
What is a joke?
In the eyes of ordinary people, it may only be called a joke if both parties laugh.
But for people like Belmode.
As long as it doesn't cause too serious consequences, it's all a joke.
For example, Belmod once poisoned Gin.
And what's in the wine glass is most likely not a playful laxative.
Just because Belmode felt that with Gin's temperament and ability.
You can definitely find that the wine glass was poisoned, so it's not a big problem.
So now comes the problem.
In Zuo Ye's eyes, might Gin belong to the kind of person who can easily solve it without any problems even if a bomb is installed in the car?
Speak nicely.
Does Zuo Ye trust Gin's ability?
Gin didn't know the answer.
Originally, Gin had not had any association with Zuo Ye in this regard - unintentional loss of control and intentional mischief are two different things.
But consider what Zuo Ye did to Belmode that day.
and Zuo Ye’s inexplicable tendency to imitate people.
It is not completely impossible that this kid has been influenced by Belmode and has such unpleasant bad habits.
Just erring on the side of caution anyway.
Gin still felt that it was better to be careful.
…
“Aiya—Chidori!
! "
The little girl wearing a karate uniform has her eyes widened, her face full of evil spirit, her body sinks, her right hand holds the wrist of her left hand, and the five fingers of her left hand are bent into claws, as if she is holding a ball of invisible invisible energy in her hand, and she is dubbing.
"Zhizhizhizhi——"
"Look at me!"
Mao Lilan jumped back, his right hand also bent into a claw: "Rasengan!"
"Sass here!"
"Naruto!"
The two people, one big and one small, rushed towards each other and bumped into each other.
"I won."
The little girl grabbed Mao Lilan's...chest with a cold look on her face.
"ah!"
Mao Lilan rolled her eyes in cooperation and fell to the ground.
"Bah bang bang."
There was applause from upstairs. Mao Lilan looked up and saw Zuo Ye facing the two of them with his mobile phone.
Mao Lilan: "..."
"Senior, are you taking a video?"
Zuo Ye blinked, closed his phone, and put it in his pocket: "No, I just texted people."
Mao Lilan: "..."
Believe it or not!
"It's a good performance."
Zuo Ye supported his chin with one hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and praised.
Mao Lilan's attention was immediately diverted, and she scratched her head in inexplicable embarrassment and shame, her ears dyed red: "No, I just saw that her practice was too boring, so I took a break with her... …”
