I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

"What about Belmod?"

"..."

"..."

A simple sentence leads to silence without any warning, just like someone in the group made an inappropriate comment while others were chatting, causing a sudden silence in the group.

The silence lasted for about five seconds. The leader spoke but made no sound, just changing the shape of his mouth silently.

Meaning - was someone on a walkie-talkie just now?

In response to him, the others shook their heads in unison.

"That's good. Just pretend what you just said never happened."

After confirming that the words just now were not spread, the team leader breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Then he gave the snarky young organization member a hard look.

"If you don't want to lose your life for no reason, it's best not to even think about this kind of thing in the future."

"...Huh? Is it so serious?"

The latter is a bit confusing.

A slightly older member of the organization next to him immediately patted him on the shoulder and spoke seriously.

"If you laugh at Gin in front of your face, the most you can do is have a gun pointed at your head and kneel down or be beaten with vodka. As long as you honestly admit your mistake, it will be fine. But if you make a fool of Miss Belmode, you may wake up one day. You will find yourself naked and tied to the top of the Empire State Building in big letters, with a time bomb hanging on your friend, and no matter how hard you scream, no one will come to save you."

"Then this... does seem a bit scary."

Cold sweat silently trickled down his forehead, and the young organization member swallowed a sip of saliva.

Now that I'm the only one in the group with the mic on, I can't say anything.

Anyway, even if I speak out, my brothers will probably silence me here.

……

The perspective returns to the fourth floor of the factory 300 meters away on the south side.

Although the sound of the intercom is not loud, it is enough for everyone present to hear clearly in the extremely quiet situation.

Especially after listening to a conversation between a certain idiot who was chatting in the team with his microphone on, Serabel's determined face wavered.

Tie people to the Empire State Building and blow up their friends with time bombs until they bleed to death...

Is it such a bad idea?

"Yeah, yeah~ It seems that my reputation within the organization is really bad."

As if she had read through the boy's inner thoughts, Chris, who transformed into a silver-haired murderer, raised her forehead helplessly and shook her head... Oh no, it would be more appropriate to call her Belmod now.

(Comfortable, or this name is more used)

Although she still wore a male face and used a male voice, her tone and movements were obviously much more feminine.

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it. After all, there are so many famous people, and there are always some people who are jealous and can't stand it, but they have no choice but to say something secretly."

"Understand, understand."

Serabel nodded, as if she felt the same.

After all, he had experienced this kind of thing before in MI6.

Perhaps because of her appearance and figure, Akai Mari actually has a lot of admirers among her colleagues in MI6, and Akai Mari's character is very straightforward, and she never speaks politely to those people.

As the saying goes, if you can't eat grapes, you can say sour grapes. Since you dare not speak ill of Akai Marie, all the malice can only be passed on to Serabel.

Various rumors, such as "Akai Marie's pretty boy", "Akai Marie's child adopter"... and so on.

However, these words never appeared again after several members of the MI6 executive department were "accidentally" broken by Sera Bell during sparring and had to lie in bed for a month.

After all, this kind of thing that everyone knows is still whispered in the ears every day like gossip. Even the most honest and honest people will get angry.

Mainly because it’s annoying!

Seeing that the two of them were about to start a friendly chat, Yukiko curled her lips and intervened.

"It's enough to pretend to be here, Sharon?"?

Chapter 100 Touch Sister Bei~

Sharon?

Hearing this name, Serabel hesitated for a moment in his thoughts.

After all, Yukiko had always called Miss Chrissy before this.

And he had also learned before coming to New York that Sharon Wynyard was actually Chrissy Wynyard...or Belmode's biological mother.

But now, what is the operation of calling the mother's name to another daughter?

Serabel didn't think that Yukiko would take aim out of nowhere, so he decided to wait and see for a while.

"Sharon...hehehe."

Hearing the latter call out this name, Belmod suddenly laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly under his shabby clothes, as if he had really heard something particularly funny, and even his voice changed back to his original pronunciation.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Yukiko asked with the same smile.

"No, nothing."

Belmod shrugged and stopped laughing, but there was still an obvious smile on his lips.

"I just feel like I'm more used to hearing you call me that... Well, after all, I had no intention of hiding it from the beginning."

"There is nothing I can do. Although I have doubted it many times, no matter how much I think about it, it is impossible for a person to be resurrected after death." The corner of Yukiko's mouth turned upward, "After all, who would have thought that a mother and daughter could actually be operated by the same person? "

yeah?

As the words fell, a rotating loading bar appeared above Serabel's head.

Wait, it is known that Chrissy Wynyard is a member of the Black Organization codenamed Belmode, and now it is said that Chrissy Wynyard and her mother Sharon Wynyard are the same person.

In other words, Sharon Wynyard, Yukiko's senior sister who learned to disguise herself together, is actually Belmod?

hiss--

But why go to all this trouble?

Thinking of this, the loading bar on Serabel's head got stuck.

But it doesn’t matter. Since you can’t figure it out...then just ask me directly!

As a qualified MI6 enforcement department investigator, Serabel's hands are always faster than his brain.

Without any warning, he suddenly took a step forward, and his whole body turned into an arrow. In almost a blink of an eye, he was in front of Belmode, lowering his body and moving his hands forward in preparation for grabbing. action.

"Excuse me~"

As if he was surprised by the young man's skill, Belmod subconsciously leaned back to dodge and at the same time raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a chuckle.

Of course, at this distance, no matter how much she leaned back, she would not be able to escape Serabel's grasp... unless she jumped directly over the fence and jumped from the fourth floor.

So Belmod used another thing to stop the latter's action.

boom!

Dazzling fire suddenly appeared in the dark muzzle of the gun, and a bright yellow bullet shot out from the barrel of the gun with a spiral airflow.

She had been hiding her hands in the cuffs, which were as wide as snakeskin bags, so that people could not see them clearly. She thought she was trying to cover up the difference in skin texture between her hands and the appearance of a scavenger, but she didn't expect that she was actually trying to hide the difference in the skin she held in her hands. Gun facts.

Serabel dodged in time at the critical moment. The bullet grazed the tip of his hair and raised a burning smell in the air before hitting the wall behind him.

At the same time, his left hand also touched Belmod's gun-holding wrist.

Gala!

A crisp snap was heard from the first knuckle of her index finger, and Belmode let out a cry of pain, and the other four fingers holding the gun came loose.

[Baton Technique·Finger Picking]

Serabel caught the falling pistol in the air and put it into his hand, then pushed it forward in a boxing posture.

Of course he didn't do this to poke Belmod's belly with the barrel of the gun, but to use inertia to load the bullets in the pistol.

The next second, the muzzle of the gun, which was slightly warm because it had been fired not long ago, was pressed against Belmod's lower abdomen.

In less than two seconds, the situation was reversed.

"Checkmate (General)."

Serabel tilted her head, meaning - it's over.

Behind her, Yukiko was so shocked that her mouth formed an O-shape. Although she knew that Serabel would not be as simple as she seemed on the surface, she was just a young detective of seventeen or eighteen years old who could reason, but she really didn’t expect it. To be so powerful.

Is this skill comparable to those of the ace agents in the movies?

So handsome~?

"……Ah."

After a moment of silence, Belmode seemed to finally recognize the reality, smiled self-deprecatingly, and honestly raised his left hand.

"Okay, I lost."

As for why she didn't raise her other hand, it was probably because the first knuckle of her index finger was still dislocated and tilted to the side, and it would be very painful if she forcibly raised it.

"Take off your hood." Serabel ordered.

"Yes yes yes~"

Belmod followed the good example and touched his chin with his good left hand. He scratched it twice with his fingertips as if looking for the end of a tape, and then gently tore it off.

wow-

The hood, which was tightly attached to the skin and had no visible flaws, was easily lifted off. The silver-haired murderer's sagging old skin and dry silver hair disappeared instantly, replaced by a breathtakingly beautiful face and a waterfall-like face. Fallen wavy blonde hair.

It looked exactly like what I saw in the theater at that time.

"Is this your true face?" Serabel asked doubtfully.

"of course."

The blonde beauty was quite confident in her appearance. She turned her head left and right to loosen her long hair that was somewhat stuck together due to being wrapped in the mask for a long time. The charming fragrance of her hair filled the air.

she added.

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask Yukiko to identify it. She comes from the same school as my teacher, so if it's a disguise, it will be seen through immediately."

"Well, let her be firm so that you can get a chance to hijack her up close?" Serabel asked in return.

He knew very well that the female star in front of him was not an easy soldier to deal with. On the contrary, the opponent was very skilled. If it were Yukiko who had no fighting experience at all, she would probably be pinched with one hand in one encounter. of.

Even with a gun.

"If you're not worried, you can do it yourself, Sera-kun." Belmod actually smiled teasingly.

"..."

After thinking for a moment, Serabel decisively reached out and touched the blonde beauty's neck.

In fact, he realized the moment his fingertips touched it that it must be the other person's real face. After all, the cross-dressing mask does not sweat and does not have such obvious human body temperature.

But as if to accommodate him, Belmod raised his face slightly like a cat whose chin was being scratched, as if "If you're not satisfied, it's okay to touch it further down." look like.

After groping for a while to confirm that it was correct, Serabel took back her hand and nodded.

"Okay, then the second question is, what is the name of the drug that can make people smaller, and what is its antidote formula."

"These are two questions, which one do you want me to answer?" Belmode was actually still naughty in this situation.

"last one."

Serabel said without thinking.

Mingmei's sister once participated in the research and development of drugs. If he really wanted to know the name, he could just ask. There was no need to argue with the other party here.

"That……"

Belmode paused deliberately, and a coquettish smile appeared on his beautiful face.

"What if I refuse to answer?"

"Then you are useless, I will shoot directly." Serabel said.