"You can't drink wine casually." The chocolate-skinned bartender smiled with an unknown meaning.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm Congme." The blond man raised his hands in apology as if surrendering, and then handed over his business card.
"Barely... your future colleague?" the blond man said.
"Uh-huh." The bartender narrowed his honey-colored eyes and put away his business card.
Put the Moscato in your hand back into the wine cabinet.
"Thank me, you almost died." The blond man patted Doctor Kamiya on the shoulder.
Dr. Kamiya:…
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the shameless information dealer.
"Is this how you put your customers at risk?" Dr. Kamiya asked.
He has never been to this kind of place.
After all, he was born in a family of doctors. Even if the people in that family had bad personalities, he grew up in a bright environment.
Naturally, I have never been to this kind of place since I was a child...
A lawless place where good and bad people are mixed?
An exchange in another world?
But he is a genius.
From the reactions of all parties just now, he understood that he had done something wrong, or in other words, this intelligence dealer deliberately made him do something wrong.
At least the method of dealing in this place is not to draw a gun.
The moment he pulled out his gun, 90% of the guests in the bar gave him undisguised glances.
At that moment, he felt like a sheep surrounded by wolves in the wild.
Including bartender questions.
Instead of asking him if he wanted to drink, it would be better to say...
It was asking him how he wanted to die.
In other words, he almost died.
"It's not nothing. Don't worry, I will protect the customer's life before the transaction is introduced." The man with blond hair and gray eyes said politely.
"As the saying goes... peace brings wealth, right, Mr. Moscato." He smiled politely and said to the bartender.
"Of course, what deal do you want?" Moscato asked with a frivolous smile while mixing the wine.
"I want to sell him to your organization." The blond man pointed to Dr. Kamiya next to him.
"Be a test subject." He said without hesitation.
Doctor Kamiya:...?
I came to you to buy information, but you wanted to sell me to someone else as an experimental subject?
Moscato paused for a moment while mixing drinks and looked at the guy who was about to be sold.
The organization does not lack experimental subjects, but one more is not too much.
"He suffers from ALS. Your organization should be able to solve it, right?" The blond man asked naturally, ignoring the cold eyes of Dr. Kamiya next to him.
"You're talking about selling him to our organization as a test subject. He obviously just wants us to treat him for free..." Moscato pushed the mixed wine to the two of them, rolled up one of his sleeves, and exposed his beautiful arms. Muscle, lit a cigarette.
"Since you know us, you should know that we don't do good things." He exhaled a piece of white mist and lowered the corner of his mouth.
"It doesn't matter how you transform it, as long as you don't die." Gongme used a tone of voice to sell products.
"This guy is quite useful." He promoted Dr. Kamiya.
"And he's the type your organization likes." He said firmly.
"Tell me about it?" Moscato asked as if he was interested, while raising the bottle and taking a sip.
Being a bartender was just for fun, and since this shop was the young master's favorite, he figured he had to do something to show off.
In his own words, he still prefers to blow into the bottle, but in terms of drinking from the glass, he doesn't enjoy himself enough.
"Have you read the police wanted list before? He is the doctor Kamiya who escaped from prison on the day he was arrested." Gongmei pointed to the person next to him.
"Slap the police in the face..." Moscato raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person up and down with his honey-colored eyes for a moment.
This kind of existence that can slap the police in the face is the type that the young master would like to see.
"And this guy went home and killed his biological parents on the day he escaped from prison." Gongme continued to point at humanity.
"Oh?" Moscato took a sip of wine with great interest.
"The reason?" Moscato looked at Dr. Kamiya and asked.
"After all, I have become a wanted criminal. My parents, who always value their reputation, must not be able to accept the criticism of others..." Dr. Kamiya closed his eyes.
"If you die, you won't have this kind of trouble." He said softly.
If you die, no one will know the secrets.
That couple was still a model couple in the eyes of outsiders, but they were unfortunate enough to give birth to a criminal like themselves.
They died cleanly.
If we meet in hell, we should thank him personally.
"Is the successful escape a coincidence? Can you still do it if you try it again?" Moscato sneered and said indifferently.
Lawless lunatic...
It is indeed very suitable for the organization.
Doctor Kamiya looked at Moscato and showed a similar smile.
"Of course." He said calmly.
If he can do it once, he can do it a second or third time.
The level of a police prison...
"In that case, run away." Moscato put down the empty bottle.
"Someone will call the police soon and saw you in Ginza."
"If you can escape within twenty-four hours after you are arrested by the police..." He took a final breath.
"The organization welcomes you." He squinted his eyes and spat out thick white mist with a bright smile.
It just so happened that I hadn't decided what gift to give to the young master after returning to China.
Let’s take this one performance to make a difference.
"Okay." Dr. Kamiya nodded, got up and left.
No matter what, he knew he couldn't stay in this bar any longer.
He could be caught by the police anywhere but this bar.
"Come on, guest." Rongmu sat in his seat and said to Ren who was about to go out.
"Keep it for now and give it to me when I come out." Doctor Kamiya turned around and put the gun he had just obtained back on the bar.
Then he turned around again and pushed the door open.
"How is it? This style suits your organization well." Rongmu asked with a smile after watching the bar door close again.
Although he has not met many members of the organization, but...
These are enough people for him to discover what the members of the organization have in common.
The organization seems to favor lunatics.
The members of the organization he has seen are more or less... crazy.
The man with long silver-gray hair that he saw first, and the tall man following him.
When they first met, the other party rushed into his clinic with a gun, the muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead, and a bloodthirsty smile.
Although they met again later, the other party behaved very calmly, as if they had never met before.
But the impression of the first meeting is really unforgettable.
Then the two bodyguards next to the young master were also members of the organization, and they also drew their guns when they disagreed.
Ignore the laws and regulations and act lawlessly.
Human life is not worth mentioning in their eyes.
Of course, the most abnormal thing is the young master.
There is reason to suspect that those members became so... crazy after staying with the young master for a long time.
After all, even I can hardly suppress the other side of my heart because of just a few sides.
This Moscato has the same vibe about him.
"Do you know a young master?" Rongmu asked unclearly.
"Shh-" Moscato raised his index finger in front of his mouth.
"Even if you are an information dealer, you must understand which questions you can ask and which questions you cannot ask." He bent his eyes and smiled, but his tone was low and depressed.
"Of course, intelligence dealers are the most discerning people." Rongmu said with a smile.
"Cheers." He raised his glass and gave a distant salute.
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