The man standing in front of Jing Baiye was in his early twenties, tall, slender and thin.

After he finished asking, he stood there quietly, without urging them to move away immediately.

That head of hair is like the faint sunlight, it is very light and very light golden, and it is neatly combed without any mess. His skin is very fair, as white as milk if described in a nasty way.

The clothes he wears, from windbreaker to trousers to leather shoes, are all black, with a very organized demeanor.

Jing Baiye looked at the man standing in front of him, and was stunned. His eyes fell on that face, and he forgot even words for a moment.

He swears—he is willing to swear with the new Lamborghini Aventador that Belmode gave him—this is definitely the best-looking man he has ever seen in three lifetimes!

Only his vest, Black, which can directly bring him a 50% bonus, can match it!

Jing Baiye didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this moment. Apart from his love for the other person's appearance, he also vaguely felt a strange attraction that seemed to come from the soul.

—The last time he felt this way was when he met the original owner.

Seeing Jing Baiye standing there stupidly, Belmode, who was next to him, glanced at the face of the man in front of him, and instantly understood, she patted Jing Baiye lightly.

Jing Baiye was still dazed.

Belmode's smile instantly became gentle, she raised her hand to pinch his cheek, and pulled it aside—

"!"

The familiar pain on his cheek made Jing Baiye finally come back to his senses, he reacted, retracted his overly enthusiastic and impolite gaze, and hurriedly moved away.

"Thanks.."

The young man thanked him politely. He has a cold demeanor, and even when he speaks politely, he gives off a condescending arrogance, but he is not annoying.

He walked to the seat next to Jing Baiye and sat down. He was also one of the few spectators in the VIP seat.

"The concert is about to start, let's sit down," Belmode said.

Jing Baiye nodded, and he took another look at the young man whose eyes fell on the stage and ignored them, and sat down on the empty seat next to him.

Almost as soon as he sat down, the lights in the concert hall went out, leaving only the stage lit.

Spiatus bowed slightly to the audience gracefully, raised his head and looked at Lianzi Qiuting who was standing on the stage on the second floor, sat down on the piano bench in front of the organ, and pressed the keyboard with both hands.

The melodious sound of the pipe organ sounded in the concert hall. Qiuting Lianzi clasped her hands in front of her chest, took a deep breath, relaxed slowly, and opened her eyes again.

"Amazing grace, so sweet..."

The moment the sound sounded, Jing Baiye felt that goosebumps were about to rise.

The concert hall is the best place to enjoy music. The honeycomb-shaped walls around it weaken the reflection of sound and maximize the audio-visual effect. The shock at the moment when the sound sounds is absolutely impossible to experience when listening to music with headphones.

All eyes were on Qiuting Lianzi, she was the most eye-catching focus in this concert hall.

She was wearing an elegant and dignified white dress, and her red eyes gleamed under the light. She sang and walked down the steps step by step.

"Once blind, see again..."

Jing Baiye stared at her, at this moment, he was completely immersed in her singing voice.

He ignored the amazing-looking man beside him, ignored Spiatus who was playing background music on the stage, and even briefly ignored the most important Belmode.

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—Music is the human question to God.

It wasn't until this time that Jing Baiye understood the meaning of this sentence.

Qiuting Lianzi is worthy of being a musical talent recommended by Spiatus, and when she is mentioned in the future, Jing Baiye will not think of her appearance, but her shocking singing.

——

Almost everyone was immersed in Qiuting Lianzi's beautiful singing voice, except for one person.

Belmode, who was sitting on the closest step, secretly took out his mobile phone while Angustra was listening to the music next to him, and sent an email to the organization's only designated model worker.

【Seven years ago, what did the boss ask you to find in Kyoto? —vermouth】

[What do you ask this for [attachment]? —gin】

As expected of Gin, no matter when and where you send him an email, as long as it is more important and related to the organization, he will always reply in seconds.

It's about the boss, it's rare for Belmode not to continue the mystical style. She opened the photo in the attachment, compared it carefully with the man sitting next to her in her heart, and quickly replied to the message with her fingers on the keyboard.

[I saw him in the concert hall, and he was sitting next to me and Angustra. —vermouth】

[That guy is Chiba Shusaku, twenty-two years old this year, the only son of the head of the Kyoto Prefecture Police Headquarters and police inspector Chiba Shuzo. The relationship between their father and son is not good. He has been living outside alone since he was in middle school. The gentleman asked me to go to Kyoto to monitor him seven years ago. —gin】

Gin knows that Belmode, Angustra and boss will attend the concert in West Tama City tonight, and he will always worry about things related to the boss, so he sent Belmode the longest ever An email.

[What's so special about him? —vermouth】

Seven years ago, Chiba Shusaku was only fourteen years old, the same age as Angustra now.

[No, after you brought that kid back, that gentleman asked me to give up surveillance and withdraw. —gin】

Belmode stared at the mail, frowning slightly.

She can be sure that the current Chiba Shusaku is not a member of the organization, he does not have that kind of aura.

Let Gin, who is a top killer, go to Kyoto to monitor in person. After the monitoring, he did not win over or kill the other party, but ended in a smooth manner...

Bosses rarely do meaningless things. Is there anything special about Chiba Shusaku?

And Angostella's eyes just now were not quite right.

Her little crow likes good-looking people. It can be seen from his kindness to the Miyano sisters and the few men he found, but he doesn't always stare at other people's faces~lightnovelpub.net~ He won't be so rude .

This made her feel a sense of crisis—this Chiba Shusaku might steal her little crow...

Belmode clenched her phone tightly for this absurd idea, and suddenly she felt someone poking her lightly beside her.

She looked up sharply and met Angostella's expression.

Because she was going into the concert hall, Angostella removed the bandages on her face and combed her longer bangs to one side to hide the scar on her left eye. The bandages were still on him, and the suit was long enough to cover it up.

"Mobile phones are not allowed in the concert hall." He reminded her very quietly.

Belmode smiled and pinched Angostella's face, and retracted the lock screen of the phone.

The boss happened to be here, he said he would talk to them after the concert, she could find a chance to ask him...

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