Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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"You must eat slowly and chew slowly." Belmode criticized Xinfan's behavior, and then demonstrated by himself what it means to chew slowly.

Xinfan hugged her arms and stared at her indifferently.

I have to say that this woman's looks and temperament are really glamorous, and she deserves to be a charming female star on the screen. She can not only act as a noble and charming celebrity mother and daughter, but also show the cunning and cold-blooded eyes of a jackal and fox in the dark.

Even if it is such a plain and elegant meal now, a photo taken casually can also be used as a mobile phone wallpaper, which is far more stunning than many actresses' pretentious films for dozens of minutes.

But for people who know Xinfan's experience like this, no matter how good the skin is, it is just a seductive picture.

"You have time like this. Why don't you take a good look at the information on the organization's website." Xin Fan sneered. "The province came to Japan to reduce the efficiency of my mission."

Belmode’s expression did not change, but the aqua-green eyes brought a little ironic smile: “It’s getting late, let’s be here today. Anyway, as long as Akai doesn’t die, the three of us will still have a chance to meet. There are many."

Bourbon raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Belmode.

He felt that as a male who came with Belmode-although this "together" was mostly forced-even out of a gentleman's manner, he should take the initiative to send his female companion to a place to live. But this woman was too dangerous. When she was watching her seriously, Bourbon would have the illusion that she was about to be exposed. If she accidentally said something when she was alone...it would be finished.

It would be great if you could get the handle of this woman, and there is no good handle in your hands for a performance that does not show any traces.

Bourbon struggled for a long time, but Belmode didn't even look at him. Instead, he proactively said to Xinfan: "Why, when I got to your site, wouldn't you send me away?"

Xinfan corrected: "It's the site of gin."

"Well, what's the difference? He's not there anyway." Speaking of the gin, Belmode naturally brought a touch of familiarity in his tone, "Will you consider taking me in tonight?"

"No." Xinfan refused decisively. "I don't want to have anything to do with you."

However, even though he said so, he still consciously picked up the car key.

Belmode smiled immediately, and she blinked softly at Bourbon who was left in place, fondly and slyly: "I wish you a nice evening."

Bourbon felt that he was offended inexplicably, as if he was suddenly stuffed with dog food.

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With the hatred value he had just learned from Bourbon, Xinfan left the kaiseki restaurant with ease on the surface of his heart embarrassed. Before he left, he settled the bill very gently, and never owed Belmod for such a small matter.

Belmod took his arm and made an extremely intimate appearance. And such a pair of young men and women are dazzling enough in appearance, and many guests along the way cast admiration or admiration at them.

However, when the car door closed, the smile on Xinfan's face suddenly faded.

He said coldly: "You are very positive."

"No way." Belmode looked at his red manicure with appreciative eyes, and his tone was light and relaxed. "After all, one of my tasks in Japan this time is to cooperate with your research. It's the same whether I go early or late."

Xinfan thought about Hui Yuanwei, who was alone at home. He didn't want to go back too late, but Belmode, an unexpected guest who suddenly left behind, forced him to work overtime.

This feeling is really terrible.

He drove a sports car and accelerated all the way, ignoring the traffic lights to the end, and it took him only ten minutes to get to the scientific research base organized in Tokyo.

This research center, draped in the skin of a foreign biopharmaceutical company, hides the biggest secret of the dark side of the world.

The last early-century building of the pharmaceutical company is still brightly lit even after get off work hours.

Xinfan took Belmode through the building, and the employees who occasionally passed by were all wearing white lab uniforms. Some of them recognized Mezcal and bowed respectfully, and those who did not know him would not look at the two outsiders.

"Strict management." Bellmode commented.

Xinfan said without hesitation: "They are not less important than you and me."

It can be said that the ultimate goal of the organization is based on the efforts of the research team. The action team and the intelligence team seem to be prestigious, but in fact they are all serving the research team.

This is also why the organization attaches so much importance to Shirley's defection. The influence she has brought by herself is really too great.

After Akai's identity was revealed, according to the organization's style, Miyano Akimi should be executed immediately. However, it is precisely because Shiho Miyano is still working for the organization that her sister can continue to survive.

Until Akemi Miyano wanted to leave the organization, this happened to give the organization a chance to deal with her. It's just that Shiho Miyano still chose to leave because of this.

Xinfan took Belmode all the way to the basement, where the environment was exceptionally different, with a sense of cold technology everywhere. There are no windows all around, only a solitary vent on the ceiling, and the only door connected to the outside world is also blocked by advanced technology ~www.readwn.com~ There is no way to enter or leave without the identity information that meets the authority.

And the owner of this super laboratory is sitting in front of the computer mechanically processing data.

He is the head of the laboratory, a participant in the entire project, but also the most free prisoner here.

Hearing the movement, the stupid researcher raised his eyes slightly and looked over: "...Mezcal."

"Good evening, Aoki-kun." Shinzhan nodded, and said hello, "I brought Belmod over for a test."

Aoki Hoon's eyes finally had a little bit of color, adding a little vitality to this lifeless body, but this vitality was not positive.

"Come and sit down," he said.

Belmode didn't ask the researcher what to do with her, she seemed to have been used to it, and walked over calmly and sat down.

Hoon Aoki took out a plate of cryopreservation tubes from the refrigerator next to him, and after a brief thawing, opened one of them, poured the viscous liquid inside into the cup, and handed it to Belmode.

Belmode took it, ignoring the unpalatable color and texture, and drank it in one fell swoop.

"This is the latest result. It is said that the clinical trial has reached the second phase, but I did not participate, and I don't know that the report they provided is not accurate." Aoki Hoon expertly put on various monitorings for Belmode. With the vital signs instrument, the needle tube was taken out to draw blood.

Throughout the process, Belmode was like an exquisite doll, at the mercy of others.

Xinfan flipped through the paper materials on the desk casually: "How long will it take to get results?"

"It will take two days to complete." Aoki Hoon sealed the blood. "You can wait a moment, and you will be able to produce a simple report in a while."

After speaking, he took the sample and left the room.