Chapter 960 What Kind of Justice Messenger Are You? (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Noticing Makoto Sakaki's gaze, Vermouth realized that he wanted to take a ride, and did not refuse. Instead, she personally opened the door of the two-seater sports car and invited him with a smile:

"If you don't mind, I can let Calvados sit on your lap."

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Makoto Sakaki glanced at Calvados, who was expressionless and as firm as a sculpture, and moved his lips twice:

"Okay."

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Vermouth was stunned. She never expected that he would dare to agree!

Are you kidding me!

As we all know, there are surveillance cameras at intersections, and the surveillance cameras can see the situation inside the car clearly. If the traffic bureau sees that there are three people in a sports car that is rated to carry two people,

Tsk, a fine is inevitable.

But.

"Get in."

Patting the roof of the car, Vermouth raised the corners of her mouth with a faint smile:

"As long as you don't mind, I don't care."

Who is Vermouth?

The Thousand-Faced Witch!

Even if she is not the Thousand-Faced Witch, but just an ordinary high school girl, she is also happy to see a man sitting on his lap.

Maybe she will cover her eyes and blush, shouting "Wow, it's so embarrassing" while spreading her fingers to appreciate this scene.

Sakaki Cheng sat on the co-pilot, adjusted the seat, and said to Calvados:

"Why are you still standing there?"

Calvados glanced at Vermouth blankly and found that she had fastened her seat belt, started the engine, and was ready to go at any time. She didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Hesitating for a while, he shook his head:

"I'll take a taxi back."

"Well, then I won't be polite."

Click!

As soon as the car door closed, Sakaki Cheng leaned back beautifully and ordered like a boss:

"Drive."

Vermouth smiled, helpless against Sakaki Cheng's rogue style, controlled the red Ferrari two-seater sports car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of the gate of the new research institute.

At 12 noon, the red Ferrari Roma hardtop sports car sped along the ring highway, heading towards Beihua Town.

"Aren't you afraid that Calvados will really get on?"

The car window rolled down, Vermouth controlled the steering wheel with her left hand, her right elbow on the car door, her long silver hair flying, her green cat pupils under the sunglasses squinting at her side, her red lips slightly parted and asked:

"You will be in a dilemma when the time comes."

"Yeah"

Sakaki Cheng half-lying on the seat, squinting his eyes and dozing off, hummed twice when he heard it, and said:

"He won't get on."

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course, a man will not show his sexual fetish in front of the woman he likes, because before the relationship between the two parties goes further, doing so will only make the woman feel disgusted, especially in terms of gay love, which is a big taboo. Poor Calvados didn't expect that the woman he likes is actually a scumbag, brain The only thing he wants is to use him. "

"Haha"

Vermouth smiled contemptuously. How could she not know who Calvados likes?

"People who like me can line up from New York to London, but I am alone and cannot respond to their enthusiasm. "

"As for Calvados"

"I told him from the beginning that it was impossible for me to be with him, and I also clearly rejected his pursuit, but he is still willing to follow me. Is there a problem?"

"No problem, your grassland and your horse, you can do whatever you want, no one can control it."

"Then why do you say I am a scumbag?"

Vermouth was a little angry. She has always been casual in terms of feelings. Logically, she should not be touched by what Makoto Sakaki said, but she just wanted to prove that she did not scum Calvados.

"It seems that you feel guilty about him."

Suddenly, Sakaki Makoto opened his eyes, and his dark eyes swept over Vermouth:

"You know that if he follows you, nothing good will happen, right?"

Vermouth's face gradually turned cold. Although she did not respond, the roar of the Ferrari sports car under her gradually increased, and the speed of the car became faster and faster, like a wounded shark, opening its bloody mouth and trying to devour the enemy.

The colorful body of the car swayed flexibly in the traffic, taking advantage of every opportunity, and the domineering style forced the cars to slow down, make way, and bow their heads in front of the silver-haired queen.

"You knew he would die, and you knew you were using him, but you still allowed him to stay with you, Vermouth, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Have you said enough?"

Vermouth held a thin-stemmed lady's cigarette between her lips and lit it with the car's lighter. Her face under the sunglasses looked a little ugly:

"I confessed to him the degree of danger. This is his own decision!"

"Don't rush to explain"

Sakaki Makoto smiled:

"It's a good thing to feel guilty. It proves that your humanity is not completely lost. You want to be a good person, but the situation does not allow it."

"What about you? "

Vermouth looked over coldly:

"What kind of messenger of justice are you?"

"Your godson is a messenger of justice, but I am not."

This retort made Vermouth's eyelids jump. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down:

"You didn't come all the way here to take a ride, did you? If you have something to say, just say it quickly."

"Taking a ride can save you tram fares and time for lunch, is that wrong?"

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The car speeded up again, this time directly breaking through the 140-mph mark. The red shark-head sports car turned into a red light, dragging out a long tail, surpassing one family car after another.

Vermouth now just wanted to send Makoto Sakaki to his destination as soon as possible. She was almost pissed off.

What kind of person is this.

Not at all gentlemanly!

If Sakaki can hear what she is saying and insists on shouting that she is wronged, he is not a gentleman at all!

All hypocritical appearances are just masks used to confuse others. However, in front of Belmod, Sakaki was too lazy to put on a gentleman's mask. Everyone knew who each other was, so how could they pretend to be a handsome young man or a fair lady?

"I almost forgot, I have to thank you."

After a long moment of silence, Sakaki suddenly said:

"If you hadn't helped solve Fujiwara Daizu, I would have been in trouble for a while."

"You are welcome."

Belmode was not prepared to lie and pretend:

"If you really appreciate me, be nice to my godson, goddaughter, and the others."

"It's easy to talk, but you have shown mercy to me. I will definitely meet your request and the contract will be established."

Sakaki Cheng gave a thumbs up gesture and encouraged:

"Gin's biggest mistake was letting you investigate me."

"Who told me to change my appearance and change my voice?"

Belmode blew out the smoke and said calmly:

"Except for me, you have dumped everyone sent by the organization. Only I can pretend to be someone else and investigate you secretly."

"pity."

"Yeah, what a shame."

During the conversation, Ferrari arrived at No. 39, 5-chome, Mikka Town. Belmode parked the car at the street corner with no intention of driving in:

"arrive."

"Thank you very much. I'll ask your godson to go to the temple to ask for a peace charm for you later. How about that?"

"OK."

Belmod pursed his lips and smiled:

"Looking forward to the good news."