Chapter 664: You Know, You Are Very Similar to Gin (Seven Days of Extra Updates Are Achieved, Spread the Flowers!)

Is Bourbon in disarray?

maybe.

But what Bellmode said was not entirely correct. Even Bourbon himself realized that something was not right about his current state. Although Fangtani Rei thought he was quite calm and very clear-headed.

So why on earth should he worry about Akai Shuichi's subordinates?

If you accidentally reveal your identity, you will lose more than you gain!

However... he couldn't ignore the nervousness in his heart. He had to admit that he was worried about Mescal. He was afraid that he would die.

You can't die, you have to live, and then let me take revenge on Akai Shuichi!

Bourbon grabbed the doctor and rushed to the interrogation room. When they entered, the room was so quiet that it seemed like there was no living person at all.

The man who was still trembling huddled in the middle, his hands were still fixed on the shelf with handcuffs, and there were scars where the wrists came into contact with the metal.

The doctor stumbled over to Mescal and took a test on Mescal first with the thermometer in the medical kit.

"Thirty-eight point nine degrees." The doctor sighed, "He just has a fever."

"Just a fever?" Bourbon's eyes were filled with doubts. "You'd better think carefully before answering. Mescal contains the information Rum wants, and he cannot die."

"I know, I know." The doctor nodded hurriedly, "But further examination cannot be done here. You guys should see if you should move him out."

Belmode immediately spread his hands: "I don't have this authority."

Bourbon pondered: "I'll send Rum an email."

Although Rum has given him full responsibility for mezcal, in theory he can make this decision unilaterally. However, out of caution, Bourbon still applied to Rum.

Rum's reply was quick: "You decide for yourself, don't let him die."

Good, the organization doesn't want Mescal to die for the time being, which buys them precious time.

Treat Mescal's wounds first, at least until he can walk on his own, before implementing the next plan.

Bourbon removed the handcuffs on Mescal's hands and set him down.

The doctor used the portable retractable stretcher he had just brought out from the laboratory, and together with Bourbon, he carried Mescal to the bed in the infirmary.

It is said to be a medical "room", but it actually occupies a large area, as big as a small hospital. Except for a few fewer beds, the equipment and equipment that a large hospital should have are not bad. Even the equipment that the hospital does not have is available here.

As soon as Mescal lay on the hospital bed, the doctor put on an oxygen mask and attached many small round iron pieces to his body, which were used to monitor his heart.

Of course, the noise here did not escape Isao Aoki's ears. He put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and walked over while swaying.

Isao Aoki walked around the ward and stared at the doctor's operations for a while. Finally, when the doctor was preparing to do a B-ultrasound examination, he said: "Okay, you can go out, and I will do the rest. "

"Yes!" The doctor agreed without thinking.

Bourbon frowned and looked at Isao Aoki: "What are you going to do?"

"Check and then help." Isao Aoki answered Bourbon's question succinctly, and then performed a B-ultrasound examination skillfully.

Neither Bourbon nor Belmod could understand it, but this did not prevent Rei Fukiya from questioning Isao Aoki.

Sorry, he looks very unreliable.

"It's just an inspection. I guess there's no need to bother Researcher Aoki to do it himself, right?" Bourbon asked shamelessly.

Isao Aoki ignored him: "The drug for mezcal injection was developed by me. His symptoms seem to be related to the side effects of the drug. He should be cured after a while. But if you are worried, it is not impossible to do a full body examination. Can."

"Medicine?" Belmode asked with interest, "What kind of medicine is it?"

Isao Aoki glanced at her: "Code name?"

"Belmod."

"You do not have permission."

Belmode: "...Do you need me to tell you my code name to know that I don't have permission??"

"Just to confirm, this is necessary."

"This joke is cold." Belmod narrowed his eyes, "You are not suitable for telling jokes at all."

Aoki Isao felt sincerely surprised: "I never joke."

"I know. But you will always become like this in the future." Bermod's eyes fell on the man with his eyes closed tightly on the hospital bed, and there was no emotion in his tone. "Just like Mescal, his previous personality It’s not that bad.”

Belmod found that she could hardly remember the rumors about mezcal she had heard before, but ever since she met this man, he had been surprising her constantly.

Mescal is a man you know is dangerous, but you still can't help but want to get close to him.

Although...her approach also has selfish motives.

Who can have no selfishness at all?

Bourbon and Belmode are both old men in the organization. They know that they should not talk without authority, so from this moment on, the only sound left in the ward is the beeping sound of the vital signs monitoring equipment.

Isao Aoki quickly completed all the examinations, and during this period, Mescal had been very calm, which seemed to be the sequelae that Isao Aoki said would disappear soon.

"Okay, you can take him away." Isao Aoki paused, "Or it's okay to stay here. I just have an experiment..."

"Can't you tell me what kind of medicine it is?" Belmode asked suddenly.

Isao Aoki: "..."

He was silent for two seconds before saying: "It's just something to make him speak the truth, but the medicine is not effective enough, so he didn't ask anything."

Belmod nodded clearly: "This is our undercover agent. Even if he is fed with truth serum, even if all their escape routes are cut off, they still won't say anything."

In fact, Mescal's treatment was considered very good, at least the organization kept him alive for unknown reasons. Otherwise, according to the organization's consistent handling style, Mescal would have been executed at the moment when the evidence was conclusive.

Isao Aoki printed out all the test results and handed them to Bourbon: "Are you relieved now?"

Bourbon wondered: "When have I ever worried?"

Belmode: "..."

Isao Aoki: "..."

Okay, as long as you are happy.

Belmod suddenly said without any clue: "You know, Bourbon, gin is actually quite similar to you."

Bourbon: "???"

Does he look like that pervert? But come on, no one can look like him like Gin!

By the way, there’s Shuichi Akai!

The mezcal test results don't look like there's anything wrong with it.

Bourbon pointed to one of the angiograms and asked Isao Aoki: "Is there anything wrong with his heart?"

He still remembered Dr. Aso's concerns before.

However, Aoki Isao took a look and replied calmly: "There is no problem, the heart is normal."