Chapter 884 Qin Thigh: I’ll Reimburse You

"You are so boring, Gin." Epcot clicked his tongue twice, but he still put away his intention to joke, "I found the suspected son of the principal. He is studying at Didan High School. This year's high school second grade."

A trace of impatience flashed across Gin's eyebrows: "He's just a dead man. Even if he leaves behind a bunch of heirs, he won't pose any threat to us."

"Having said that, don't you think that boy is an eyesore?"

Epcott said with a smile, "Think about it, a child with outstanding talent and extraordinary mind, harbors resentment towards the organization, and secretly regards upholding justice and eliminating the organization as his lifelong pursuit. This kind of guy only needs to stay in the world. One day, you must not be able to sleep well with Gin, right?

"Why don't you leave it to me and let me deal with him. I promise to do it very cleanly and not let anyone doubt the organization."

After listening to Epcott's words, Nobuhiro just felt noisy. He mocked disdainfully: "You have so many plays, it would be too humiliating to not learn the performing arts."

The expression on Epcott's face was slightly frozen, and she shouted exaggeratedly: "Mezcal, why is it you?!"

She knew that there was a high probability that there was someone else around Gin. She thought about vodka and Belmode, but she just didn't expect that this person turned out to be mezcal. Haven't there been rumors in the organization that Gin and Mezcal have a bad relationship? Rum has also stated many times that the two men are in a fight to the death.

Oh, after a long time, these people have been playing her?

"Can't I be here?" Nobuhiro asked in confusion.

Epcott laughed dryly and said: "I didn't say that, so who can tell me what's going on with Kiel? You should at least let me know how I should treat her, a traitor or a companion?"

"You don't need to think about that."

"Why?"

"Because..." Kil was simply not in the position Gin gave you.

Nobuhiro didn't finish the second half of his sentence because Gin had already snatched the phone back.

The honorary model worker of the organization was in a bad mood now. He warned with a dark face: "Don't meddle in other people's business, Epcot. Do your job well!"

After saying that, he cut off the call with a snap, leaving Epcot alone in a mess.

Gin's face was not very good, as if everyone owed him hundreds of millions of funds - although this was probably the truth - no matter how cold-eyed a person was, he should have known to avoid his sharp edges at this time, but Mescal did not. , he is the kind of stupid guy who hits whatever hard board he hits.

So Vodka watched Mezcal helplessly and suddenly the two brothers put their hands on Gin's shoulders, and the elder brother's expression darkened into an inkstone with this movement.

"Gin, when did you hook up with Rum's man?" Nobuhiro's smile contained danger, "Why didn't you notify me in advance of such a good thing, so that I could get involved in Rum's glory?"

Gin glanced at Nobuhiro indifferently, and Nobuhiro continued to smile.

The next second, a hard feeling hit his waist and abdomen.

Nobuhiro's expression didn't change, he just lowered his right hand and pushed Gin's Beretta away.

"It's not good to play such a dangerous game in broad daylight. If you are really interested, you should call Epcot over. I heard that her recent shooting training results have not been very good."

Vodka originally didn't want to get involved in the weird atmosphere of Big Brother and Big Brother's best friend, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but corrected: "Mescal, Epcot's shooting training results are already very good. The A-level training ground was unlocked in just one training session, and the overall rating is close to S-level."

After hearing this, Xinfan glanced at Vodka indifferently. Being stared at by such cold eyes, Vodka shut up as quickly as possible, and then began to pretend to be dead for dozens of minutes.

"What are you going to do next?" Nobushige asked Gin.

Gin snorted coldly: "Of course, let the police take the initiative to lead us to find Keir."

…

Yuma Funeral Home, Aipido-cho, Tokyo

No matter what day it is, Yuma Funeral Home is decorated with black and white silk and paper flowers, creating a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

A black funeral car drove slowly towards the Yuma Funeral Home. It only stopped at the door for a moment, and then drove into the door of the funeral home.

There are two funerals held at the same time in the funeral home, one in the lobby on the first floor and the other in the ceremonial hall on the second floor. At every funeral, many grieving family members and friends gather.

The funeral car parked in the parking lot behind the funeral home. As soon as it stopped, a man in black came forward.

"Did you bring it?" the man in black asked.

"Bring it," the driver replied.

The man in black waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately swarmed up, took out the stretcher from the back of the funeral car, and walked towards a two-story building.

There is a sign hanging on the top of the small building that says "Cremation Place".

From the beginning to the end, they never noticed that there was a car parked two to three hundred meters behind the funeral car. In that car sat a modern young woman with heavy makeup and red lips.

The woman parked her car in front of the funeral home. To be precise, she was stopped by the employee who opened the door.

"Who are you here for?"

The woman slowly took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes full of temptation. If Nobushige were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the woman's identity at a glance, because she is Tanaka Kikue, codenamed "Epcote" within the organization.

"Of course I came here to attend the funeral." Epcott said lazily.

"Attending the funeral?" The janitor employee looked at Epcott's beige dress and then at the red tie around her neck and asked suspiciously, "Are you really here to attend the funeral?" "

I'm afraid you're not attending the funeral of your enemy, right? Even if you don’t wear funeral attire, what does wearing red flowers mean? Does it mean to deliberately bump into the deceased?

When Epcott heard this, he glared and said coldly: "What? Your funeral home also stipulates the clothing of guests? He and I are in a free love, advocating spiritual communication and contact. Even if he dies, I will not I will feel pain because I know that he has gone to the world we long for most. Not only should I not be sad, but I should be happy for him. What's more, the clothes I have now were given to me by him when we first met. At such an important moment, shouldn’t I be allowed to wear it one last time?”

Epcott's jabbering words left the doorman speechless. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, so he had to watch Epcott drive into the funeral home.

Epcott's purpose was very clear. She was not here to attend the funeral. What she was looking for was a funeral car that had just stopped.

The correct title of this chapter [Chapter 885 Mezcal is a fool]