"My dear, how have you been lately? I miss you very much. Have you checked on the intranet recently? Rumors about you are abuzz."
After a long absence, I received a call from Belmod in Spain overnight.
He had just come out of the bathroom, wiped his wet silver hair with a towel with one hand, and was about to open the system to draw cards, so he did not immediately respond to the girl on the other end of the phone.
Intranet, rumors?
Sister Bei must have spread rumors in the organization again.
Without even thinking about it, a large number of people must have believed the rumors, otherwise Belmod would not have made a special call to mention it to him.
He would need to appear particularly nonchalant, like Rum, to have any chance of minimizing rumors. The more furious Belmode became, the more enthusiastic he became about this kind of thing, such as the negative teaching material Gin, and Gin-chan wanted to draw a gun for this matter every time.
Lian Ye sighed without interest: "I haven't watched it, it's boring."
"Ah, how can this be like this? Brother Brandy is not good." Belmod said in a long voice with regret, but his tone sounded clear that he was not surprised at all.
Li Ye's voice was steady: "Being a good boy is relative, only to the boss."
"But in my heart, Brandy is also a good boy. I was one of the insiders who watched you lying in the laboratory. Brandy was so good at that time. He lay quietly on the bed and never asked anything about the supply of physiological needs. The operation will all cooperate..."
"You know, you also slept in that laboratory, Belmode."
"So I'll remember it better, honey."
"Belmod, unnecessary memories sometimes need to be cleared."
I wondered all night long that that memory was probably really bad. This body didn't want to take the initiative to recall it, and even Gin didn't want to talk about it.
"Ah, why is it the same as Gin? Brother Brandy can't imitate him..."
This was not the first time that Belmode talked about the past, but this time before she had finished teasing, Mescal's low voice suddenly came from outside the door——
"Sir, I'm back."
He stared at the door all night, slightly surprised.
After arriving in Spain, this guy was deliberately sent to rectify the surrounding minor forces.
It seems to be a coincidence at the moment, or it seems to be both deliberate and accidental. But whether Mescal is deliberate or accidental, there is no need to guess.
I briefly recalled the conversation with Belmode just that night, and there was nothing wrong with Mescal from the beginning to the end.
In fact, he doesn't have to care about this, it's just out of strict consideration.
In this field of thought control, after people who have been brainwashed to be extremely loyal identify the gentleman, they will not immediately become suspicious because some of the other information is wrong.
"Sir" is not a constant value and will change, so after Mescal identified him, he would naturally have a whimsical idea——
That is, oh, it turns out there are two gentlemen in the world!
His husband is really amazing. He can exist as two people at the same time. He is completely different from other ordinary people in the world.
All in all, Mescal would not doubt it.
The way of thinking that operates in his mind is fundamentally different from that of normal people, and this is all due to the boss's brainwashing skills that stand at the top of the world.
So, Lianye said to Belmode, "Wait a moment," then threw down the towel and opened the door.
After opening the door, the upright Mescal stood in front of Lian Ye with a smile, his eyebrows condensed and stern on the surface, and the moonlight flowed clearly over his shoulders, gentle and calm, "Sir, I'm sorry. Because of my personal Reason, it’s my dereliction of duty to end everything and come back to see you now.”
He didn't speak all night, he just waved his cell phone and opened the door to let him in.
Mainly because he hasn't figured out how to respond yet, so he can only talk less.
If it is not necessary, you will make too many mistakes and be afraid of stepping on the wrong side.
For now, Li Ye hasn't thought about what Mescal's mark is to identify him, so he just tries his best to keep everything as it is. These days, he hasn't even changed the scent of shower gel, shampoo and laundry detergent. The clothes he wears are always the black Western-style windbreaker.
I would like to thank Gin here. Because of the existence of this big brother, the clothes in his wardrobe are not out of place, and wearing the same clothes every day is not embarrassing.
Fortunately these days, it’s not the logo that changes slightly overnight.
Otherwise, it would probably be very troublesome, right?
Mescal was fooled here, but Bermod on the other end of the phone heard everything clearly, and she laughed softly.
"My dear Brandy, your treatment of Mescal is exactly the same as the boss's. You are both so strict and gentle."
It turned out that just as he thought, so did the boss.
Mescal's role is more like a weapon than its original form, which is positioned as a humanoid weapon.
Lian Ye lowered his eyes, paying special attention to Mescal's breath.
After pausing all night, he only took part of the information. He picked up a towel and wiped his hair while thoughtfully answering, "Boss and I are exactly the same. I don't think there is any need to compare. I think Mescal will be more accustomed to this." .”
Without waiting for anything to be said, Lian Ye seemed to be wondering unintentionally: "So, Belmod, are you too busy?"
"Oh dear, of course not, I'm on a mission."
He gently threatened: "I think, except for vodka, no one would be willing to be bound to gin every day." Gin corresponds to the days of working overtime day and night, a precursor to sudden death.
I think Belmode also agrees with this point of view.
"Well... dear, of course. Alas, you really took advantage of the boss's preference to the end."
…
After hanging up the phone, I wiped my hair calmly all night long and sighed in my heart. Fortunately, my hair was not cut after it grew out, otherwise the buffering time would not be so long.
While he was still thinking about how to speak to Mescal, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, targeting the towel on his hand.
He quickly glanced over that night, stared at the smiling Mescal, and quickly and accurately threw the towel onto the bedside table, with a sense of rejection on the surface.
There was regret in the guy's green eyes.
Lian Ye's heart trembled: "..."
Have you ever done this to your boss before? ! Mescal!
Li Ye's voice was steady: "Why did you come to me tonight? Mescal, you know very well that after ten o'clock at night, it is my time to fall asleep."
To be precise, it was Karasuma-chan's sleep time.
He didn't go to bed that early that night, but he didn't mind taking advantage of this to gain more private time.
The atmosphere became silent. In this awkward atmosphere, the tall and straight silver-haired man lowered his eyes and only said, "I miss you."
Lian Ye acted meaningfully: "You should learn to spend the night by yourself."
"Yes, but in this regard, I must admit that I am a waste." Mescal lowered his eyebrows.
Lianye: "..."
It doesn't have to be this way.
When the air condensed, Mescal knelt down next to the sofa again, raised his green eyes full of brandy, and said in a serious tone: "Your aura that controls the night makes me feel at ease. After seeing you, I realized more clearly that I was not alone in the long darkness.”
"So please don't abandon me."
Mescal's eyes became misty and he begged softly.
Brandy chuckled and tilted her head, bent her elbows and leaned on the chair, raised her eyelashes and said casually: "Mescal, you know, children who behave better will be rewarded."
"You always say that." The tall silver-haired man was silent and lowered his eyes.
Lianye: "..."
Sometimes I don't even bother to imitate the boss, but everyone says he looks a lot like him.
After talking about nonsense literature, he didn't respond directly all night long. After all, this guy wouldn't be so cruel as to put a gun to his head, and then severely threaten him to answer questions.
Also, the boss actually has this behavior of starting chaos and finally giving up...!
Oh no, that's not the point.
Thinking in his heart all night, he first tentatively turned off various cards in the system's operation. His intuition told him that the key points he identified were related to supernatural phenomena such as the system.
After all, I have seen Koizumi Anko’s red magic before. What else is impossible to happen in this science world?
In the end, only the [dark temperament] of the SSR card was left, and I heard the unexpected ding-dong sound of the system overnight. Since I have been drawing bad cards for several months, such as toilet paper and clean air, the system is connected to the system. After playing cards that didn't jingle, he had not heard of this sound for a long time.
After the system beeps——
[System prompt: Mescal’s favorability reaches 100 points. (Note: The full score is 100 points, which indicates that he is completely loyal to you. The only person who has this kind of loyalty is: Karasuma Renya)]
Is it because the favorability level suddenly exploded because the miscellaneous cards were removed, making the black color more pure and closer to Karasuma-chan?
Ah, it seems that this card is the key to identification.
I glanced at the time, it was thirteen minutes past ten.
Brandy was so sleepy that he almost breathed black air. He lazily kicked the person squatting at his feet, a little more unscrupulously than before, making people feel his sleepiness more intuitively, "Well, go and get rid of all the blood on your body." Wash them all, it’s too late tonight, you must go to sleep.”
Lian Ye thought to himself, let him be alone for a while, how could it be this card?
The effect of this card is strong enough to intimidate the police academy team. If he walks on the street with the effect of this card in the future, he will probably be immediately regarded as a bad guy and taken to the police station for investigation, right?
But if you remove the card, you will be stared at by Mescal again.
very dangerous.
After a pause that night, when I returned to the room and lay on the bed with my hands folded, I suddenly remembered something important.
Oh, the appearance of this body can be reduced to that of a minor. No one really believes that a minor is a high-level criminal, right?
No way, no way!
