Chapter 299: Someone is digging their toes into the floor, I won’t say who it is
When Bermod walked into the Polo Café, he saw Kumel and Bourbon standing and sitting, mingling from a distance away. In front of the bar.
Bourbon is a cunning character who is very good at acting, and so is Kumail.
To be honest, after briefly having two contacts with Kumail, she suddenly felt that Gin had brought the two of them together as partners. Perhaps she really relied on intuition to achieve similar filing. Condition.
Although the two of them are of different ages, origins, and abilities, there is an eerie similarity in their acting styles.
A beautiful skin, excellent disguise, and a crazy temperament that occasionally pops up inside...
The more she gets to know them, the more she feels a strange convergence.
Maybe Gin is a guy who is surprisingly good at reading people?
With this weird thought in his heart, Belmode, who actually walked directly to them, pointed out his identity, and left after explaining the matter, thought for a moment, and seemed like a normal person entering a cafe. Like a customer, he came to the front of the bar and pretended to look at the menu.
At such a close distance, as she listened attentively, she could already make out the general content of the conversation between the two people.
Bourbon, who was leaning casually on the bar, had a gentle and amiable smile on his face, but the words coming out of his mouth were particularly cold: "You are not qualified to bargain with me, junior. You should not blame me for being unkind, it's you." A bad move revealed a weakness... With such a big flaw in front of you, it is really difficult for someone not to take advantage of it."
Bourbon spoke very slowly as he spoke. He narrowed his eyes.
This is a look that Belmod occasionally sees on his face, which often represents Bourbon's strong interest or preparation for making some bad jokes.
Kumel held the coffee in his hand, raised his head, and revealed the face of Karasawa Akira that Belmode had only seen in the information.
He stirred the coffee with a spoon and smiled similarly at Bourbon, who was smiling brightly.
"Don't say it so harshly, Mr. Tohru, I have never shied away from the additional investigation you asked me to do." Kumail shrugged, "The price you offered is too outrageous, no one will accept this condition. There are a lot of things in the office, and it’s not appropriate for you to exploit child labor like this.”
“Then you can put the school down first,” Bourbon refused without hesitation. Your identity as Tang Zezhao is not just for you to enjoy high school life. The gloomy insect should have full self-awareness."
Kumail did not react to this disparagement and blinked. I have become accustomed to it, and the speed of stirring the coffee has not changed.
"The organization arranged for me to work under you, not so that you can shirk your tasks so that you can use me to transfer assets or something like that, senior." Kumail glanced sideways at Bourbon and answered the same He said with a sharp tongue, "You are the one, don't be too intoxicated as a guardian and transfer your anger of being robbed of the target to me without permission. I am not the one who arranged the task, don't be too ridiculous, Mr. Tou." "
Bourbon rolled his eyes, supported the bar with both hands, and looked down at Kumel in a condescending manner.
The sunlight passes through his eyes, refracting a transparent inorganic texture, like a cold-blooded animal staring at a target ready to attack.
"Are you sure you want to discuss this issue with me?" His voice was softer than before, and it was a little blurry. Belmode secretly moved half a step closer, "You reminded me of something very important. Unpleasant things...I believe those things will also make you feel very unpleasant."
The spoon in Kumail's hand clinked into the coffee, spilling a few drops of brown liquid. .
He raised his eyelids and looked back. His light blue eyes at this moment also showed the same inorganic texture: "I have expressed it again and again, it is Qin who caused your unhappiness. "Jiu, if you don't trouble him, you will only stare at me and make trouble, which will make you look incompetent and angry."
Bourbon turned his head, as if he was laughing because he heard Gin's name. It’s not that simple to deflect conflicts. I will settle the accounts with him. You are the one who took the risk and didn’t hide your tail.”
Kumail sneered and replied with unabated aggression: "What a pity. I also have the bargaining chip you want. Don't push me too hard, senior. Just like you said, I He's a lunatic with an unstable mental state. Don't place too much hope on me to think calmly."
"If the trouble is going to be a dead end, your dream will also be ruined. You must use this method. Threatening me?”
“It’s better to wake up by yourself, isn’t it?”
The voices of the two people were very soft, but the atmosphere was tense. Without any pretense, the two of them looked at each other across the bar counter with very similar eyes without blinking. Like two poisonous snakes staring at each other, ready to attack when they find a weakness.
Although he didn't understand what they were arguing about for the time being, Belmode, who had some vague guesses, felt that it was almost time for him to appear.
If their conflicts continue to escalate, no one can guarantee whether these two crazy guys will cause greater trouble.
To be honest, Belmode is happy to see the two of them having differences. The more muddy the water is, the less likely others will turn their attention to the Maori family, and the better she can cover up what she wants to cover up. something.
It is a pity that their internal fighting will inevitably affect the personal safety of Angel and others...
"You two, pay attention to your volume." She did not suppress her voice and said in her own voice. , "Two code-named members of the organization quarreled in public because of personal grudges, and finally exposed their identities. It sounds like some strange entertainment program."
Her words were a bit exaggerated. Both of them spoke very softly, and no one else would notice except her, a listener with ulterior motives.
But her main point was to change the subject. Whether the reason was good or bad, it didn’t matter.
"Ha, Belmod..." Bourbon twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously showing that he was not in a high mood.
Kumail turned his head and looked her up and down, smiled, and shook his head.
"Okay, if you two have any questions, you can continue later. I'm just here to explain the task." Her voice changed back to a soft and clear girl's voice in the next moment, "Do you mind giving us a little space? , Bourbon?”
Bourbon rolled his eyes, and Bermod suspected that he rolled his eyes secretly, but after all, he followed the instructions and walked away, like a waiter who took an order, and said a series of smooth "Okay" I understand, please wait a moment, guest." He walked to the kitchen area inside, keeping a certain distance from the two of them.
Kumail glared at his back, blew his bangs, and blew the fluffy hair away from his eyes.
Perhaps due to Karasawa's appearance, Kumel showed a real childishness with this expression, which made Bermod's expression slightly relaxed.
"It sounds like a lot of hard work, Kumail." Sitting next to Karasawa, she stretched out her hand and naturally wrapped her arm around Karasawa, imitating Suzuki Sonoko's usual speaking manner, with a smile on her face. He said with a smile, "It's really not easy to make a living under Bourbon, isn't it?"
It seems that even if the real core issue is not involved, just because Bourbon noticed the laxity in his daily state, Ku Mel faced a lot of pressure.
The work of the organization, the work of the detective, and now the additional squeeze of Bourbon...
No wonder he was able to drive to the countryside so far away in the first place and confront himself. Kumail was completely different. A state of being accustomed to high-pressure environments.
"The winner is the loser, and he is willing to admit defeat. Anyway, he didn't find anything too important." Knowing that she had heard the conversation clearly, Kumail paused, shook his head and wiped away the splash. He took out a few drops of coffee from the cup and put the warm liquid to his mouth, "What do you want from me?"
He was avoiding her question, and it seemed that he didn't want her to find out that they were arguing. focus.
Belmode was doing a simple analysis in his heart, and took out an envelope from the inner bag and placed it next to Kumel's coffee cup.
Karasawa, who looked like he was drinking coffee, but was actually suppressing the smile on his lips with a cup, looked at Toru Amuro, who was wiping the cup with his back stretched out in a funny way, and was obviously still secretly grappling with his own embarrassment. Slowly lowering his gaze, he glanced at the beautifully framed letter.
"'Virtual Reality Game Conference'? The organization's interests are quite broad." Tangze read out the title on the envelope without any sense of surprise.
(End of this chapter)