"Come on, Angostella, this is the last decoration."

Jerez took out the crow brooch with his white gloved hand, took off the round buckle at the back, and put it on Jingbaiye's chest.

Jing Baiye watched his expression, his eyes were very focused, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony.

The brooch was quickly put on, Jing Baiye lowered his head to look at this very expensive brooch, and suddenly felt that the clothes on his body were extremely heavy.

Does he want to wear such an expensive thing to the banquet? There are so many small diamonds on it, what if one or two are accidentally dropped?

"Jerez..."

"Just wear it as it is, as the gentleman ordered."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jerez seemed to guess what he wanted to ask and interrupted him directly.

"If you have any questions, you can ask as much as you want, and I will answer them as long as that gentleman allows." He raised the corner of his mouth, and his tone was the same as before, but the address was unknowingly changed to an honorific one.

Jing Baiye couldn't care less about persuading him to change his address. Now he does have a lot to ask, but he doesn't know how to say it.

He remembered what he said just now - the sooner he is exposed, the sooner he will relax.

...Could this be the true words of the quadruple undercover agent?

Jing Baiye has known Jerez for eight years, and met him a few days after he joined the organization. Speaking of which, he was the first undercover agent he knew.

His initial impression of him was his good-looking appearance and easy-going personality—seeing that he couldn’t reach high places, he would come and pick him up, and when enjoying afternoon tea with him, he would give him the strawberries on the cake and let him ride on his shoulders The two of them were walking in the hallway together, pinching his face and complaining that the gin was so bad.

But at that time, Gin, Belmode and Rum all reminded him not to underestimate Jerez.

Especially Gin, said bluntly: "He is a poisonous snake that likes to play dead, with a mouth full of venom, and a disguise all over his body. He looks harmless and kills with every move."

"That gentleman didn't send him out as an undercover agent for no reason. That guy has the talent to deceive others."

After the short memory was over, Jerez Brandy was still standing in front of Jing Baiye, not urging him when he saw that he didn't speak.

Jing Baiye looked at Jerez's face again. He wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, his hair is neatly combed, and he looks extraordinarily elegant in a black suit and white gloves, like a gentle and polite personal deacon.

Eight years of acquaintance, but not many contacts, in that limited contact, he has never seen him take up any weapons.

"Is undercover work hard?" Jing Baiye asked.

His three bottles of brandy female subordinates are still too immature, Friedman and Jerez are the senior undercover agents of the organization, especially Jerez in front of him-as a multi-faceted undercover agent, he must know better than anyone what it means to be undercover.

"If it wasn't hard, I wouldn't always think about coming back soon." Jerez sighed.

"When you were undercover..." Jing Baiye paused, and asked the question he wanted to ask, "Will you make friends with the people over there?"

"I had good relationships in those three places."

"Is it true?"

Jing Baiye looked at him seriously, the red right eye and the amber eyes behind the lens looked at each other. …

"Do you really treat them like good friends, not just to use them?"

Jerez looked at him, slowly evoked a smile, and asked without answering—

"Would you really make friends with people from hostile forces?"

…

"Winter."

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and Jerez turned to open it.

Spiatus stood outside, and he had already changed into an all-black suit like Jing Baiye.

Time has long stood still on him, he is not stuck at the most beautiful age like Belmode, but when he smiles, the light lines drawn at the corners of his eyes and mouth make him look more gentle and refined.

"What's the matter, Angostella?" he yelled, "Shirley is coming soon, it would be very rude to keep her companion waiting."

Jing Baiye came back to his senses, and he looked at Spiatus: "I'm sorry, I'll be right here."

After speaking, he looked at Jerez again: "I will contact you after the dinner."

Jerez nodded, turned and left the room.

After he left, Spiatus walked up to Jing Baiye. He didn't have any decorations on his body, not even basic accessories like tie clips and square scarves.

But the charm of a person is not embellished by accessories. If a person is the richest existence in this country, even if he wears a beach shirt and shorts to attend a high-end dinner, others can find a hundred and one reasons to praise him.

"Do you have any new insights after contacting Jerez?" he asked.

Jing Baiye lowered his head, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Jerez has poison hidden in his mouth."

He didn't mention his communication with Jerez, but mentioned the dangerous items he scanned with the upgraded map.

The second-level map can activate bombs, and the third-level map can contain more dangerous goods, such as knives, pistols, poisons, deadly chemicals, etc. He used this to discover the pills in Scotland's mouth and the mouth of Jerez. The mystery in it.

Several of his teeth were false teeth, which contained deadly poison.

Gin said that it was true that Jerez was full of venom, but the poison was not used to deal with the enemy.

To himself—really, unfortunately exposed.

"That's what he put on before he went undercover. He was eighteen. He was still wearing his high school graduation uniform when he got into the dental chair and had his teeth removed."

Spiatus stretched out his hand to straighten the brooch for Jing Baiye, and continued to add: "The position is ingenious, even if the enemy blocks his mouth with something to prevent him from biting his tongue, he can still push those teeth to swallow the poison."

"What if he was accidentally hit in the face when he was fighting with someone?" Jing Baiye couldn't help asking.

"Then his dentures will also loosen, and all the poison will leak out." Spiatus said flatly with an affirmative tone.

Jing Baiye frowned.

He really doesn't understand.

I don't understand why it is done to this extent, and I don't understand why Spiatus can say this kind of thing so lightly.

"Don't sympathize with him, this is the consciousness of an undercover agent."

"Whether it's Jerez who hides poison in his mouth, or Friedman who killed his comrades in arms for many years... they did all these things voluntarily, and they didn't have any regrets or hatred." He said indifferently, " The same goes for the three subordinates around you."

——

Yin Zelan left the room~lightnovelpub.net~ easily avoided all monitoring, and took a long way to the third floor of the cruise ship.

The young master of the border group who is going to Nagoya Port lives on it.

On the way, he passed a vending machine. A middle-aged man bent down to take out the drink he bought from below, but he lost his grip and the can of juice rolled to the side. Yin Zelan bent down to catch it, and handed it to the man who was chasing him.

"your things."

At the same time as the juice was handed out, a piece of paper was stuffed into Yin Zelan's hand.

"Thank you." The man smiled honestly.

"It's just a little effort."

Yin Zelan waved his hand, put away the information from the police department and hurried away.

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