Two o'clock in the afternoon, New York.
As soon as Mingze got off the plane, he called Ginjiu.
Seeing Ming Zeye talking on the phone, Zhu Xingda gestured to Ming Zeye and walked away wisely.
Knowing that it was good to be flexible, Ming Zeye silently gave Zhu Xing a big plus in his heart.
It didn't take long for the call to be answered.
"Bronla, are you okay?" Gin's murderous voice came from the receiver.
The current time in Tokyo is three o'clock in the morning. At this time, Gin has completed a day's tasks and has just fallen asleep when he is woken up by Ming Zeye's phone call.
If Ming Zeye were in front of Gin now, he would give Ming Zeye a bullet without hesitation.
"I'm in New York, where is Belmode? I need to know the details of that mission."
"I will notify Belmode to contact you."
As soon as Ginjiu finished speaking, Mingzeye quickly pressed the button on his phone and hung up the phone one step ahead of Ginjiu.
Gin: "..."
If Brown La wasn't a well-connected person, he would have killed him long ago.
Seeing Ming Zeye put down his mobile phone, Zhu Xingda came over with two cans of canned coffee.
"Would you like a can?" Thinking of Ming Zeye's persecution hallucination, Zhu Xingda added, "I just bought this from a vending machine. It's very safe."
As if to increase the credibility of his words, Morohoshi opened the can of coffee and took a big sip.
Compared to bitter coffee, Mingzeye prefers to drink tasteless ice water.
But seeing how sincere Zhu Xingda was, he still stretched out his left hand to take the coffee, but he didn't open it.
Zhu Xingda noticed that Braunla took it with his left hand, and silently noted that Braunla should be left-handed.
"You find a hotel and book two rooms, ask the organization to reimburse the expenses, ensure normal phone calls, and be ready to perform tasks at any time." Ming Zeye ordered.
"Do you have any requirements for the room?" Zhu Xingda asked.
Ming Zeye thought for a moment and said, "The hygiene must be the cleanest. You don't have to worry about the cost."
"I understand." Zhu Xingda nodded, and at the same time, he did not forget to write down in his little notebook: Brown La has mysophobia.
After Zhu Xingda left, Ming Zeye found a public bench and sat down, waiting for news from Belmode.
In fact, if he takes Zhu Xingda with him to see Belmod, he will be able to perform the mission more efficiently.
Instead of waiting to know the details of the mission and then calling Zhuxing over, which would be a waste of time.
But since he is in disguise now, when he sees Belmod later, she will definitely be surprised at first.
If Moro Hoshida is also present, some information will be exposed to him unintentionally.
That's why Ming Zeye spreads the stars wide.
Ming Zeye's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Ming Heyu.
Ming Zeye frowned slightly. He didn't want to contact the original owner's relatives, but Ming and Yu called him because something happened. If he didn't answer, he might miss some important information.
After struggling for a second, Ming Zeye pressed the answer button.
Ming Heyu's voice was still gentle, "Zeye, did that gentleman give you the task of finding Lafite's body?"
"Yeah." Ming Zeye replied rather coldly.
"I will take the initiative to admit to that gentleman later that I sent someone to take her body away, and this mission will be canceled for you."
"Why?"
"Lafite is a genius, and her brain is a very precious experimental material. If I don't send someone to take away Lafite's body, that gentleman will give her body to Rum instead of me."
"What I'm asking is why you want to admit it."
"It seems that you really have no memory at all. You made an agreement with grandpa that if you fail more than three missions in the organization, you will return to the UK. You have already failed one mission before."
"It seems you are very confident that I won't find out about you."
"Zeye, don't be so hostile to me. I am your brother. I will always be on your side. No matter what you do, I will support you."
"I understand." After saying that, Ming Zeye hung up directly.
He didn't forget how quickly Ming Heyu hung up on him last time.
As for what Ming and Yu said, Ming Zeye only believed less than half of it.
Just after answering Ming Heyu's call, Belmode sent an email.
[See you in the black bar in half an hour. Remember my number this time, Brown. ——Vermouth]
【OK——Brora】
After Ming Zeye finished typing, he clicked Confirm and sent the email.
…
Twenty minutes later, Ming Zeye took a taxi and arrived at the black bar.
Ming Zeye doesn't like noisy places like bars, he prefers quiet places.
But when he entered the black bar, he was a little surprised. It was very different from other bars.
The black bar did not play stimulating music like other bars, but played more soothing music, and everyone was talking in low voices tacitly.
He found a seat that was remote and could roughly see the people in the bar. He didn't go to the front desk to order a drink, but just quietly observed the people in the bar.
Perhaps because it was still afternoon, there were very few people in the bar, only seven people including him.
They were a bartender cleaning wine glasses at the front desk, a woman drinking silently, three men talking quietly, and a couple flirting.
He hasn't seen a woman like Belmode in the bar yet. Maybe it's because she hasn't come yet, or maybe she's disguised, but Ming Zeye prefers the latter.
Ten minutes later, an email was sent, and Ming Zeye took out his phone to check it.
【Are you there yet? ——Vermouth]
Seeing this email sent by Belmode, Mingzeye guessed that Belmode should have entered the black bar.
And since he entered the black bar, he has been paying attention to the door, but no one came in during this period, so he concluded that Belmod must have arrived at the black bar before him. Now he is probably disguised, but he doesn't know how to disguise himself. Who has become.
The bartender, who had been wiping his glass with his head down, raised his head and scanned the people in the bar, and finally locked his eyes on Ming Zeye.
Ming Zeye, who originally looked down at his phone, raised his head when the bartender looked at him, and met the bartender's eyes.
Then the bartender came to Ming Zeye with the vermouth he had prepared earlier.
The bartender smiled and said, "Sir, would you like a glass of vermouth?"
Mingze Ye stared at the bartender quietly, with no emotion in his dark green eyes, but it made people feel inexplicably creepy.
It was not looking at a human being, but looking at an object.
The bartender's smile remained unchanged as if he was wearing a mask, and he repeated: "Sir, would you like a vermouth?"
"Give me a glass of water, more ice-cold."
"Sorry, sir, we only serve vermouth."
"Then it's a miracle that your bar hasn't closed down yet, Belmode." Ming Zeye said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
