Chapter 1342: Gin: MMP! What about my car?

At 9:30 in the evening, Cupomachi.
Black tissue inside a stronghold bar.
Belmoud sat with the gin, listening to the noisy music, chatting casually: "Oh? The Suz of the British branch was confirmed to be undercover in the MI6, has it been executed?"
"Yes, this month is already the sixth." Qinqin voice is low, with cold eyes in his eyes, "...and a miscellaneous fish that I don't know." Rum had doubts about him before, and specially sent Kura. Asked to investigate her, then she was exposed! Hey! She thought that our organization wanted to enter and want to leave and leave?"
Belmore heard the words, took the bitterness of the previous, and took a sip of it with a slight sadness.
This is only a month, the organization has found six undercover, but also do not want to enter?
In other words, people in the organization should not all be undercover? Is there a future for this broken organization?
There was a very absurd thought in Belmoud’s heart. After shaking his head slightly, he suddenly asked:
Yes, Kiel’s latest news, saying that a person named Tumen Kanghui is interested in Suppressing various criminal organizations, we may be among them, so she is asking, can we use the power of the organization to let the guy fail?"
"Tumen Kanghui? A miscellaneous fish." Qinqin chuckled, and the eyes were quite disdainful. "I will say hello to Rum and see what the gentleman will do. In other words, Belmod, you recently How is the investigation? Is the woman clue?"
"Hey, there are some, I have a new investigation plan. Of course, I won't tell you." Belmore said casually, then suddenly got together to the gin, whispered, "... Qin Wine, do you want to relax Martini? How about tonight?"
Qinqin heard a glimpse of the wine glass.
Do you want to martini?
In other words, his recent plan has failed in succession. The younger brother is a mental retardation. If he is too busy, he will not be able to help. Even the "666" will not be called. The work pressure is really great. It is really necessary to relax...
Qinqin thought about it, and was preparing to promise it. Suddenly, Vodka "DuangDuangDuang" ran over, holding a light stick in his hand, "brushing" the ground to the front of the gin, and said in a hurry: "Big brother, I I just received a message that my idol, Kusano Kaoru, is out in the vicinity. Can we go to see it together?"
"Hey..." Qin wine looked at the younger brother who suddenly popped out of the big picture, and his mouth twitched twice, forcing a slap in the face of the impulse to smash vodka:
"I don't have time now, go on your own!"
"What? Big Brother, you don't have time?" Vodka said. "You didn't say it before. It's hard to have time at night. After a drink, go bathing together. It's convenient to play soap and lick back..."
"Vodka! Shut up!" The singer listened to vodka and said that the more she didn't, she quickly interrupted, and then took a deep breath. "...All in all, I don't have time today, go on your own!"
"That... well, big brother." Vodka nodded doubtfully and thought about splitting the light stick in his hand to the gin. "Big brother, give me a call after you are busy. If the grass is still there, you must Come over! Let our fans wave their glow sticks together to be more powerful..."
After the vodka finished, turned and left, the gin was staring at the light stick on the table, and the head was black.
momentum? A momentum of wool! I think you want to mad at me, right?
Also, who is special with you is "we"?
I don't like you as a mental retardation, a lot of age and powder idol!
The singer snarled and threw the light stick on the table aside, followed by Belmore, who chuckled and said: "I didn't expect it, the dinosaurs actually had powder idols..."
"Well, this is a misunderstanding." Qin wine did not dare to contact Belmoud's eyes, so after drinking his own wine, he got up and straightened the windbreaker. "... Let's go, sit on me." car."
"Okay, I happened to be driving today!"
Half a minute later, the parking lot outside the bar.
In front of an empty parking space, the gin and Bermerd stood together, holding a cigarette in his mouth, feeling the cold wind of the rustling, looking up at the sky with a sad face -
MMP! What about my car?
At the same time, on a nearby street.
Vodka opened the third Porsche 356A with the gin, and held the steering wheel in one hand, waving the light stick in one hand, and shouting excitedly in the mouth:
"Cao Ye Xun! Kusano Kaoru! Kusano Kaoru! Ouye!~"
......
At ten o'clock in the evening, the cup is primary school.
In the abandoned dance classroom, Shu Yunwen handed the yin qi to the real thing, and let Chengshi put the yin beads into the gap of the ceiling. Baoying Yingzhang was curiously floating around:
"Yun Wen, what is it here? I feel so comfortable!"
"This is a bipolar ghost hole, and there is plenty of yin, so you guys will feel very comfortable here." Shu Yunwen replied casually, "... In addition, because the yin is very strong here, so add the insects amber. , you can directly condense the solid ghost, you can also talk!~"
"What is the yin amber?" Bao Zhengying asked curiously.
"This is it!" Shu Yunwen took out the aphid amber and threw it to Baoying Yingzhang. Baoying Yingzhang took over the beetle amber, and then the ghost body solidified, and the mouth also made a voice: "It's amazing! In the words, since I became a ghost, I have not been able to make a sound for a long time except this afternoon... Yunwen, can this thing let me use it for a while?"
"Go! Come with you!"
Shu Yunwen nodded, and Bao Yingying constantly uttered his voice
ah
and then suddenly floated to Shu Yunwen and asked:
Yong Wen, do you expect me to pick up the brush again?

"This ah... as long as I refining this notebook, it will be fine!~" Shu Yunwen patted his schoolbag and explained casually. "You are now living in the notebook, but the utilization rate of the notebook is very low." Therefore, it is impossible to interfere with matter with the soul. When I refine the notebook, your ghost body will be more solid and can be freely visible. At that time, you can naturally pick up the brush for painting. As for how long it will take..."
Shu Yunwen thought about it for a moment and observed the ghost body of Baoying Yingzhang: "...With your current ghost strength, I should be able to refine my notebook. Um... It takes about an hour!"
In other words, Bao Zhengying's notebook is just an entry-level wizard. With the strength of Shu Yunwen's current intermediate wizard, refining is not too fast! ~
"Really? Doesn't that mean, I can start painting tonight?" Bao Yingying Zhang was excited and "brushed" to the front of Shu Yunwen:
"Thank you very much, Yunwen Sauce!"
Bao Yingying’s words fell, and Shu Yunwen
snapped
and some eagerly looked at Bao Yingying’s words:
Wait! What do you just call me?

MMP! This product actually called me "Yuanwen Sauce"?
This must be my mistake!