"You can't drink wine casually." The chocolate-skinned bartender smiled and said inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm Gagome." The blond man apologized with his hands up in surrender, and then handed out his business card.

"Barely considered... your future colleague?" the blond man said.

"Hmm." The bartender narrowed his honey-colored eyes and put away his business card.

Put the Moscato back in the wine cabinet.

"Thank you, you almost died." The blond man patted Dr. Kamiya on the shoulder.

Doctor Kamiya: ...

He squinted his eyes at the brazen informant.

"Is this how you put your customers at risk?" Dr. Kamiya asked.

He has never been to such a place.

After all, he was born in a doctor's family. Even if the personalities of the people in that family were not very correct, he grew up in a bright environment.

Naturally, I have never been here since I was a child...

A lawless place where fish and dragons are mixed together?

The exchange in the other world?

But he is a genius.

From the reactions of all parties just now, he understood that he had done something wrong, or in other words, the intelligence dealer deliberately made him do something wrong.

At least the way of trading in this place is not to draw a gun.

The moment he pulled out his gun, 90% of the guests in the bar cast unabashed glances at him.

At that moment, he felt like a sheep surrounded by wolves in the wild.

Including bartender questions.

Instead of asking him if he wants a drink, I'd rather say...

He was asking how he wanted to die.

In other words, he almost died just now.

"It's nothing, don't worry, I will protect the life of the customer before introducing the transaction." The blond-haired and gray-eyed man said politely.

"As the saying goes... harmony makes money, right, this Mr. Moscato." He smiled politely and said to the bartender.

"Of course, what deal do you want?" Moscato asked with a frivolous smile while mixing the wine.

"I want to sell him to your organization." The blond man pointed to Doctor Kamiya beside him.

"Being an experimental subject." He said without hesitation.

Doctor Kamiya: ...?

I asked you to buy information, but you want to sell me to someone else as a test subject?

Moscato's bartending action paused for a moment, looking at the guy who was about to be sold.

The organization is not short of experimental subjects, but there are not many more.

"He suffers from ALS, your organization should be able to solve it?" The blond man asked naturally, ignoring the cold eyes of Dr. Kamiya beside him.

"What did you say that you sold it to our organization as a test subject? You obviously just want us to treat him for free..." Moscato pushed the mixed wine to the two of them, rolled up a part of his sleeve, and showed his beautiful arm muscles , lit a cigarette.

"Since you know us, you should know that we don't do good things." He spat out a cloud of white mist, and the corner of his mouth pressed down.

"It doesn't matter how you transform it, as long as it doesn't die." Gage used the tone of selling goods.

"This guy is pretty easy to use." Promoted Dr. Shenya.

"And it's the type your organization likes." He said firmly.

"Tell me?" Moscato asked as if interested, and took a sip from the wine bottle.

Being a bartender is just for fun, and this shop is the shop that the young master favors, so he has to do something to show it.

In his own words, he still prefers to blow on the bottle, but in the wine glass, he doesn't enjoy drinking enough.

"Look at the police wanted list before, that doctor Kamiya who successfully escaped from prison on the day he was arrested is him." Game pointed to the person next to him.

"I slapped the police in the face..." Moscato raised his eyebrows, and his honey-colored eyes sized him up and down for a moment.

This kind of existence that can slap the police in the face is the type that the young master would like to watch.

"And this guy went home the same day he escaped from prison and killed his biological parents." Gagome continued pointing at Humanity.

"Oh?" Moscato took a sip of his wine with great interest.

"The reason?" Moscato looked at Dr. Kamiya and asked.

"After all, I have become a wanted criminal. Parents who have always paid attention to reputation must not be able to accept other people's pointing..." Doctor Kamiya closed his eyes.

"If you die, you won't have this kind of trouble." Said softly.

If you die, all the secrets will not be known.

That couple is still a model couple in the eyes of outsiders, but unfortunately they gave birth to a criminal like themselves.

They die clean.

If we meet in hell, we should thank him personally.

"Is the successful escape a coincidence? Can it be done again?" Moscato sneered, not caring.

Lawless lunatic...

It's really good for organization.

Dr. Kamiya looked at Moscato and showed a similar smile.

"Of course." He said calmly.

He can do it once, he can do it the second time, and the third time.

The level of the police prison...

"In that case, run away." Moscato put down the empty wine bottle.

"Someone will call the police in a while and saw you in Ginza."

"Within twenty-four hours from the time you were arrested by the police, if you can escape..." He took a final breath.

"The organization welcomes you." Squinting his eyes and spitting out a thick white mist, he smiled openly.

It just so happened that after returning home, I hadn't decided what gift to give to that young master.

Let's take this show as a way to go.

"Okay." Doctor Kamiya nodded, got up and left.

No matter what, he knew he couldn't stay in this bar any longer.

He could be caught by the police anywhere but this bar.

"Come on, guest." Game sat on the seat, and said to Ren who was about to leave.

"Keep it away first, and give it to me when I come out." Doctor Shenya turned around and put the gun he just got back on the bar.

Then turned around again, opened the door and left.

"How is it? This style matches your organization well." Game asked with a smile after watching the door of the bar close again.

Although he has not met many members of the organization, but...

These people are enough for him to discover the commonalities among the members of the organization.

The organization seems to favor the addition of madmen.

The members of the organization he met were more or less... crazy.

The man with long silver-gray hair and the tall and strong man who followed him.

When they met for the first time, when the other party rushed into his clinic with a gun, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead, and his smile was bloodthirsty and crazy.

Although we met again later, the other party's performance was very calm, as if they had never met.

But the impression of meeting for the first time is really unforgettable.

Afterwards, the two bodyguards next to the young master were also members of the organization, and they also drew their guns when they disagreed.

Disregard for laws and regulations.

Human life is not worth mentioning in their eyes.

Of course, the most abnormal thing is that young master~lightnovelpub.net~ There is reason to suspect that those few members become so...crazy after staying with that young master for a long time.

After all, even I can hardly suppress the other side of my heart because of just a few sides.

This Moscato has the same aura about him.

"You know a young master, right?" Game asked in an unclear manner.

"Hush—" Moscato raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Even if you're an information dealer, you have to understand which questions you can ask and which questions you can't ask." He smiled with his eyes bent, but his tone was low and depressed.

"Of course, intelligence dealers are the most eye-catching people." Gage said with a smile.

"Cheers." He raised his glass and gave a respectful farewell.

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