Chapter 433 Martini

It's a pity that the research on APTX series drugs is not within the scope of Mezcal's authority, and since Shirley left, that gentleman has become increasingly strict in controlling APTX-4869, and even Nobushige is unable to obtain more detailed information.

"There is more than just Shirley as a researcher in the organization." Gin seemed surprised that Mescal had such innocent thoughts, "If nothing else, you should know Isao Aoki, right?"

Nobuhiro frowned: "Of course I know him, he is a researcher in my project."

Hearing this, Gin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "I think he won't be anymore soon."

"I know this!" Vodka finally heard what he knew and immediately said excitedly, "I heard that he is about to become the second researcher with a code name after Shirley. By that time, he will be just like us. "

"Vodka."

Gin just shouted the name of vodka in a cold voice, and the strong man immediately fell silent, not daring to make any sound.

Gin looked at Mescal again with a cold expression: "Also, my affairs have nothing to do with you, right, Mescal?"

"How indifferent." Nobuhiro curled his lips, retracted his gaze, and turned to the female star standing by the stage preparing to perform on stage.

Thinking too quickly can sometimes make colleagues distressed. For example, they had obviously talked about Shirley and APTX-4869, but Gin suddenly warned him not to pry into Masahito Yoshioka.

What a fickle man.

The singer who is about to take the stage has a Western face, and her skin color is comparable to that of Fangtani Rei. However, due to her good figure, charming appearance and melodious singing voice, she has fans all over the world and even organizations.

For example, a certain gin who was decisive and aggressive was attracted by the singer.

Vodka's eyes moved back and forth between his elder brother and the singer, and suddenly he laughed meaningfully: "Oh, elder brother, you have been paying attention to that woman. Her voice is always so intoxicating, and she looks charming and passionate.

"It turns out that my eldest brother likes that type."

Vodka's last words were both gratifying and emotional, and seemed to contain a hint of resentment.

Xinfan heard the sound and glanced at him: "Are you jealous?"

Vodka was confused: "What? Who am I jealous of?"

Gin was given a headache by the noise from the two noisy guys around him. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Mescal, if you won't shut up, I can help you."

"Tsk." Nobuhiro smacked his lips in disgust, "You really only have eyes for vodka. Why did you just stop me when I was talking to him?"

Vodka was even more confused: "What, brother obviously only has eyes for that singer now, right?"

"Snapped--"

Unable to bear it any longer, Gin slapped his hand on the table, making a loud noise, and even the singer on the stage who was about to appear looked over.

Vodka shrank his neck subconsciously, but looking at Mezcal, he still looked calm and relaxed.

Although Gin's furious face was only ten centimeters away from Nobuhiro, Nobuhiro knew that in two seconds, the owner of the face would meet someone who could restrain him.

A goblet was placed on the table in front of Gin. The glasses collided, making a crisp but subtle sound.

Gin looked over and saw a waiter with an unfamiliar face appearing in his field of vision.

There were two identical cocktails on the tray in the waiter's hand, and he placed them in front of mezcal and vodka respectively.

Xinfan knew what kind of wine it was at a glance. He raised his eyebrows and pulled up an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth.

The waiter bowed slightly to the gin and said: "Bitter martini, this is what the singer invited."

Vodka immediately laughed after hearing this: "Oh? In that case, we have to thank her."

What he was thinking about was that since she was the woman that his elder brother liked, he had to find a way to get her today to reward his hard work these days.

However, Gin put out the cigarette butt in the glass in front of the vodka.

"Ah, brother, what are you doing?"

Gin turned his head and glanced at the waiter with a pair of murderous eyes, the coldness in his eyes almost overflowing: "What do you want to do?"

The waiter seemed very surprised and asked inexplicably: "What?"

Nobushige was sitting next to Gin, so he could clearly feel the hostility and anger emanating from Gin.

Looking at Vodka's still confused expression, the smile at the corner of Nobuhiro's mouth turned playful.

"Vodka, do you know what a martini is?" he asked.

"One, a cocktail."

Nobushige's eyes fell on the waiter, as if he wanted to see his true face through that face: "Martini, the king of cocktails, is made with Belmode and gin."

"Belmod?!"

Vodka suddenly changed from "not understanding at all" to "somewhat understanding".

Gin, on the other hand, is not so good-natured as to listen to Mezcal’s scientific cocktail knowledge about vodka.

"I asked you what your purpose is, don't you understand?"

Gin suddenly stood up, took advantage of his height, grabbed the waiter's hair, and slammed him onto the table. At the same time, he pulled out the pendant from the ice bucket next to him and stabbed the waiter's head hard on the table.

Seeing that blood was about to splatter on the spot, Vodka was so frightened that he couldn't help but stick to the back of the chair.

The eldest brother's temper seems to be getting more and more irritable, it must be because he hasn't found the woman he likes yet! definitely is!

At the critical moment when blood was about to splash on the spot, an unexpectedly powerful force suddenly burst out from the waiter's body. He quickly slipped out of Gin's hand like a loach, leaving only half of a disguised mask in place. .

The originally ordinary-looking waiter turned into a voluptuous and charming blonde. If any guests noticed what was going on here, they would be stunned. However, the best position that Nobufu and the others were in seemed to be shrouded in black veil at this moment. Except for themselves, no one looked here again.

Gin had already expected it, and he read out the person's name indifferently: "Belmod."

"I am just kidding." Belmode laughed happily, "Your expression just now was so terrifying, it even scared the vodka."

Vodka made a long face.

He was not scared. How could he be scared by his elder brother? Belmode knows what nonsense!

Belmode smoothed his somewhat scattered blond hair and said to Nobuhiro: "You are so calm, you must have discovered my identity a long time ago, Mescal? Is there a flaw in my disguise?"

Hearing this, Ginjiu also looked at him.

He could recognize Belmode because he knew this woman very well. But Mescal is different. He and Belmod have probably only met a few times, so they are not very familiar with each other.