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According to Western legends, when crocodiles catch their prey, they will greedily devour and shed tears humanely.

As if remorseful of his "crime".

"Crocodile tears" is used as a metaphor for hypocrisy, hypocritical people.

Seeing Natsuki's behavior, Gin Jiu also described it as a crocodile's tears.

In addition to the tasks of the organization.

Natsuki has also been active in the public eye.

Every activity is accompanied by a case.

Natsuki never lacks the dead in handling cases.

That's what he calls "creation."

From Natsuki's activity, it is not difficult to see Natsuki's dedication to "creation".

That's how "creators" are.

After the event, three sticks of "incense" will be quietly lit.

Kill mercilessly, wash your hands and chant Buddhist scriptures.

This made Gin think of Belmode.

In a trance, he saw a bit of Belmode's shadow on Natsuki.

That woman, for many years, did not necessarily have less blood on her hands than Gin Jiu herself.

However.

Outside of tasks.

Belmode will also discuss it with Gin in an email.

Is there really a paradise in the world....

Gin lit a cigarette.

Such stupid questions....

The answer never matters.

Heaven or hell.

That's something the weak think.

In the eyes of Gin Jiu, when a person begins to think about the aftermath, it means that the person's heart has been shaken.

It's about to be reduced to waste.

Gin Jiu never thinks about the ethereal heaven and hell.

Dwell in the world, walk in the things of the world.

In this life, there is only one goal:

everything for the boss, in order to achieve the goal of the boss....

Even if angels fall to earth and demons crawl out of hell.

Gin Jiu will also not hesitate to raise his gun and aim it at those things.

Thoughts crossed my mind.

The eyes under the bangs of the gin wine gradually became cold.

Natsuki, who was watched by Gin Jiu's gaze, inexplicably felt a malice fall on him.

After setting the ashtray aside, he turned around.

I met the sight of Gin Jiu, who was meditating.

The fine bangs covered the eyes of the ginjiu, and in the smoke, the eyes of the ginjiu were hazy.

It seemed to be aware of Natsuki's gaze.

Gin Jiu raised his eyes.

After glancing at each other, he withdrew his gaze.

Seeing Gin Jiu retract his gaze, Natsuki looked puzzled.

When I turned around, I saw vodka like a three-hundred-pound child grinning on the side.

Vodka, who had taken off his mask, still did not take off his sunglasses.

What are you laughing at?

I remembered the happy thing.

What happy thing?

My daughter-in-law is giving birth.

If Natsuki had asked Vodka what to laugh at, perhaps this conversation would have arisen.

So Natsuki asked the final question directly.

"A boy or girl born to your daughter-in-law?"

“？"

A look of surprise flashed across Vodka's face.

Daughter-in-law? Child?

Where did he get his daughter-in-law and children?

Originally, after seeing Natsuki's behavior, he thought that Natsuki was just a new member of the organization, so he still had a psychological burden for killing.

After all, he is still a minor.

Even out of loyalty to the organization, Natsuki did not feel stunned when he killed people.

Afterwards, I will still do meaningless things like a child to seek psychological comfort.

Vodka said it could understand this.

After all, Natsuki is just a "chick" who has just joined the organization.

However, this does not prevent vodka from laughing at Natsuki.

"Do you know why you joined the organization, why did you have a code name in a short time?"

Vodka quickly removed the doubts from his face and replaced it with a smile.

He was going to mention this junior.

Why did Natsuki get a code name at a young age?

Of course, it was because the organization saw Natsuki's potential.

Worth cultivating.

Of course, this is what vodka is ready to tell Natsuki.

Potential – implicitly, too young to learn.

It is worth cultivating - learn more from the old university of ginjiu.

Young people, don't be complacent because of a little achievement.

"Because I'm handsome."

When Natsuki said this, he didn't blush at all.

"I feel that there are a little fewer people in the organization, and I can understand it when I think about it."

"After all, you can't recruit people like a normal company, put up job advertisements, attract the attention of the police, hand out leaflets, and be treated as a scammer."

"It's still only possible to use one-on-one pulling people."

"You said that if you and I go to recruit a subordinate at the same time, who will be easier to recruit the other party?"

Natsuki is a serious analysis.

"Moreover, quite a few people have already written to me saying that they want to mess with me."

Natsuki added.

He has a detective girl in his family who wants to mess with him.

In the mail box at home, I often receive letters from fans, asking if I can learn from him and learn from him how to become a detective.

As long as Natsuki agrees.

He will have a lot of little brothers.

A lot of "tool people".

Even if these people do not join the organization, they can use each other to do things for Natsuki in the mission.

"The organization lacks such a face-to-face figure as me."

Natsuki said with a smile.

Hearing Natsuki's unashamed words.

Vodka pouted disdainfully.

Just, looking at Natsuki with a gentle smile.

Vodka for a while could not find a reason to refute.

This face....

Indeed, handsome.

Vodka couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was still a little bad at words, and he couldn't refute this stinky boy.

For now, he can only act as if he never brought up this topic and remain silent.

Even the original intention of asking Natsuki's question was forgotten.

Vodka does not speak.

Natsuki didn't give up.

He mysteriously took something out of his pocket and brought it to vodka.

"Speaking of which, last time I only gave the gin wine boss gift, and I forgot to give it to you."

Natsuki put things in front of vodka.

It was a bright red scarf.

"The fan before sent me another one. You often go out on missions with the gin boss, and the gin boss has it, and you also wear it, which is just right.

Vodka suddenly saw a touch of red appear in front of his eyes, and he was a little surprised.

Then he heard Natsuki's words.

I couldn't help but look at my eyes.

This thing!

It was exactly what Boss Gin had always wanted from Natsuki.

Vodka couldn't help but glance at the gin.

Just to the indifferent eyes of Shangqin Jiu.

"Why are you stunned, you won't wear it? Then I'll put it on for you.

Natsuki said, gesturing twice at the neck of vodka with a red scarf.

Vodka a stirring.

How dare he let Natsuki bring it to him.

"Hmph, do you think I don't know what this thing is?"

Vodka snorted coldly.

"This is just Xia Guo's red scarf, and you still use it as a gift to give away."

Vodka looked disgusted on the surface, and his hand was still very honest as he took the red scarf from Natsuki's hand.

At this moment, he seems to be possessed by a play, and Sharon Wynyard is alive.

"But..., after all, it's your intention..."

said Vodka dryly, suddenly stuck in the middle of his words.

I couldn't think of the next word at once.

"In the future, something will find me."

Helplessly, vodka could only pat Natsuki's shoulder.

Then get up and run to turn off the lights.

After turning off the lights, whether vodka took off his sunglasses or not, no one knows.