Belmode frowned and looked at the repeated currency in the collection cabinet. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her phone again and sent a message to vodka:

[There is one repetition, please change it to one I don't have.]

Vodka received the email: "…"

If you say you can change it, you will change it? So what's the fun of collecting this kind of thing? How can I mobilize your enthusiasm and let you collect and analyze Uzzo's information with me?

"What a woman with no taste. You have so many fans, but you don't understand the importance of drawing blind boxes at all... If you don't change, you will definitely not change!"

Vodka snorted and made up a random reason to refuse: [The types of Xiaowu coins are randomly generated when they are distributed. I can't change the lowest code, unless all overturned and started over again - but Brother Gin recently gave me some new tasks, and I don't have that much time to operate these.]

After perfunctory Belmode, Vodka no longer wasted time on such things.

He quickly clicked on the new email he had just received and checked Calvados' unlucky experience tonight.

"My feeling is indeed right. This guy is the new toy that Uzzo values ​​recently - in Osaka before, I was forced to fall all the way because of this bastard sniper."

"But, his guns should have been thrown out, but why do I feel that Uzzo's interest in him has increased instead of decreasing? Is it really because he is related to Belmode?"

While thinking, vodka clicked on the freshly captured news and quickly made up for the get out of class.

"Bloody toilets, haunted TVs, and ghosts made of moths on windows... Hum? A male moth that was attracted by female hormones and pieced together into a ghost-shaped shape?"

Vodka looked at these lines and suddenly felt that he had captured some keywords. He pushed his sunglasses, looked back and forth at these details, and muttered uncertainly: "Is this... meant Calvados, who was confused by women?"

"It's very likely. But in addition to this, there are many other elements in this case, especially this 'unnamed hero'."

Vodka looked at the ambulance in the photo and was a little gloating, and a little sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox:

"Although the 'unsung hero' was not published in the newspaper, judging from the photos sent to me by Belmode, this person was Calvados and he didn't run away.

"Transforming the organizational cadres who have nothing to do with the word "good people" into 'heroes', so that we, a group of mysterious people who need to hide ourselves, live under the danger of being exposed at any time... This lawless little Yinbi still likes this contrasting black humor so much."

Thinking of this, Vodka really wanted to call and sue Brother Gin. However, without even dialing the number, he had already guessed what Brother Gin would reply.

"'Isn't this not revealed yet? He has a proper sense.'" Vodka murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help but sigh haggardly:

"I really should let my elder brother go to see a psychologist. But my elder brother always feels that there is no problem with his psychological condition. Especially after the face blindness, he is very shy of this topic. If I dare to say such words, he dares to shoot me in the thigh...

"Oh, forget it, anyway, that kid Uzzo is not trying to bother me now. Let Calvados take it first and then talk about it when it's my turn."

After observing a moment of silence for the unknown hero in the newspaper and giving some indescribable high respect, Vodka turned over this page and silently finished the entire news.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered something and realized something: "The photos sent by Belmode were faster than the news this time. In other words, for the case tonight, she is likely to be on the scene... Great opportunity, why didn't she open a trading session at the passerby mutual aid meeting?"

"Speaking of this, not only this time, Uzo ran outside Tokyo to commit the crime a few days ago...Well, when he ran outside Tokyo to solve the case, Belmode was also present, but she did not synchronize the situation to the passerby mutual aid club every time."

It was okay when I didn't notice this situation, but after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly felt something was wrong with vodka.

"Belmode seems to be in a synchronized case with Calvados... Is Calvados going to Tokyo this time to help her perform some secret missions that are not easy to reveal?"

"But if that's the case, why did Belmode pack up his unlucky photos and send me?"

Various clues were intertwined, and Vodka took off his hat and fanned himself, feeling his head a little hot.

In the end, he didn't understand the whole situation, but he vaguely confirmed something that had been speculation: "It seems that something is really wrong with Belmode, and this is not right and that is related to Calvados... It involves two, no, at least three cadres. Should I report this to Gin Brother?"

This thought flashed through, but was soon extinguished by vodka in the cradle.

As an assistant who is very familiar with Gin, Vodka guessed a possible reply from Gin Brother before he could say it—“That’s it, then you go and investigate it in detail.”

"I don't want to get involved in that kid's next big stage anymore. This time I must keep a safe distance throughout the whole process."

Vodka clenched his fists secretly and comforted himself: "And there is no evidence for this conclusion, it's just a guess - maybe Belmode didn't have a synchronized case, it's just because the signal is bad or the mood is bad?"

"Don't worry. Take a look, take a look..."

Since Uzzo invaded his life, especially since he was forced to leave Gin, as his brains become more and more, Vodka felt that he was more and more enlightened than before.

But now, he suddenly missed the self who used to be able to live without thinking.

An organization cadre looked at the possible direction of Gin from afar, just like looking at his distant hometown. His heart was filled with nostalgia for a moment, and said in tears: "Brother, when will I go back to you..."

...

A dark corner in Tokyo.

In a black Porsche, gin rubbed her nose and sneeze.

He frowned and looked around, then pulled up the car window, lowered his head and continued to read the latest news.

——For him, this activity is not a simple pastime, but can be used to control Uzzo's real-time movements.
Chapter completed!