A black Porsche 356A stopped in front of a more remote villa.
When Mingze got out of the car at night, he was still holding his laptop in his hand, and he couldn't finish reading the messy information in a short time.
Then Mingzeye followed Ginjiu into the villa, and Ginjiu placed Mingzeye in a room on the second floor near the stairs.
Ming Zeye looked at the computer in his hand, and then at Gin who was smoking against the wall.
Try to make your tone as sincere as possible: "Can you lend me this computer for one night?"
Hearing Ming Zeye's sincere tone, Ginjiu didn't react at all and left two words, "Okay." Then he turned around and went to the third floor.
After Ming Zeye entered the room, he did not rush to turn on the computer. Instead, he put the computer in his hand on the desk, intending to check the room first.
Ming Zeye carefully checked every part of the room and found three monitors and six listening devices.
Then he destroyed the listeners and monitors. He had no habit of exposing his every move to others.
Ming Zeye checked it again to make sure nothing was missing, sat on the chair in front of the desk, turned on the computer, and entered "Ming family history" in the search bar.
In the room on the third floor, Gin was tapping on the computer. He didn't just have one computer.
Seeing the pages on the computer going black one by one and the computer also emitting electromagnetic sound, Gin sneered.
It seems that although Brownla has lost his memory, his caution is still there, and he passed the test this time.
Try again tomorrow to see if Bronnla's skills are still there. If not, throw him to the rookie training camp to develop his skills before taking him to do tasks.
Having made up his mind, Gin stopped thinking about Brown La and started writing a mission report to the gentleman.
In this villa, apart from the room where Gin was, there were more or less monitors and monitors placed in other places, among which the room for Ming Zeye had the most.
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Pieces of information were printed into Mingzeye's mind, and he compared the authenticity of each information. After roughly understanding the Ming family, Mingzeye entered "gin" in the search bar.
Unfortunately, what came out was just an introduction to a kind of wine called "gin".
Enter "Bronla" again, and the results are still the same as searching for "gin".
In this case, there is no need for Belmode and Casanova to search.
It seems that the members of this organization are all codenamed after wine, so let’s temporarily call this organization a winery.
After checking almost all the information he wanted to check, Mingzeye checked the time. It was two twenty-seven in the morning, so he planned to wash up and go to bed.
Mingzeye stood in the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.
Because the original owner is of mixed race, his facial features are more three-dimensional than those of Asians, and his eyes are a rare silvery gray.
Although he has long hair, he doesn't have that feminine look. You can tell at a glance that he is a man.
Ming Zeye nodded with satisfaction. He was very handsome, but he was not a paper man.
Just when Mingzeye turned around to take a shower, Mingzeye noticed that there was a strand of white hair on the left side of his hair, which could not be seen from the front.
Seeing this protruding strand of white hair, Ming Zeye suddenly thought of Shi Jiu's white tail.
Shi Jiu's nine tails correspond to nine lives. Because Shi Jiu died once, one of his tails turned white, and he and Shi Jiu have a life-connected contract, so this strand of white hair is probably because of it.
However, it is not ruled out that the original owner dyed it himself. After all, according to the information found, the original owner was very rebellious since he was a child.
Without thinking any more, Ming Zeye took out the glasses given by Shi Jiu and put them on, looked at the normal water flow, and sighed.
Thinking of his former life as the second-in-command of an international criminal organization, now he has to rely on a pair of glasses to live a normal life.
Ming Zeye inevitably felt a little bored in his heart.
After Mingze took a comfortable bath at night, his mood improved a lot. After all, life always has to move forward.
I put on the clothes that Belmod bought me, lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, cleared my mind, and forced myself to sleep.
After sleeping for less than four hours, Ming Zeye was woken up by his original owner's biological clock.
Ming Zeye scratched his head irritably, picked up his cell phone from the bedside and looked at it. The time displayed on the screen was seven o'clock one.
...He suddenly wanted to say something dirty.
I probably won't be able to fall back asleep now, so I have no choice but to get up and wash up.
After finishing the arrangement, Ming Zeye went downstairs to make breakfast. He remembered seeing the refrigerator on the first floor yesterday, hoping that there were ingredients in it.
Ming Zeye came to the first floor, opened the refrigerator and found that there were a lot of ingredients in it. I took out three eggs and three steaks from the refrigerator, and planned to make gin and vodka for breakfast.
After all, I borrowed someone else's house, so I had to repay him somehow.
Taking these ingredients, Ming Zeye entered the kitchen. This was his first time making Western breakfast, but it should be no different from Chinese breakfast.
Twenty minutes later, looking at the slightly mushy steak in front of him, Ming Zeye poured all three steaks into the trash can with an expressionless face.
Ming Zeye did not give up because of one failure and went to the refrigerator again to get three steaks.
This time he turned off the heat after frying for ten minutes. Smelling the aroma of the steak, Mingzeye put the steak on a cleaned plate with satisfaction.
Mingze Ye cooked three eggs with ease and placed them on top of the three steaks.
Ming Zeye looked at the monotonous steak and eggs, then went to the refrigerator to get some vegetables and fried them for decoration.
After it was almost done, Ming Zeye picked up his portion and finished it.
Seeing that Gin and Vodka wouldn't get up for a while, they put the remaining two steaks in the oven to keep them warm.
Ming Zeye took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was only eight o'clock. He didn't know what he was doing for a while.
Thinking about this time in his previous life, he should still be sleeping or doing tasks.
Ming Zeye, who had nothing to do, took out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator and entered the kitchen, intending to hone his cooking skills.
