I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Nan Ling stared at the kingfisher.

Not to be outdone, the kingfisher stared back.

For a time, the villa was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, but it was too quiet.

The atmosphere was very eerie.

"...Are you guys playing a game where whoever blinks first loses?" Toru Amuro couldn't help asking.

It had been about 5 minutes since he and Hideo Akai walked in. When they first entered the door, Nan Ling and Kingfisher were still arguing, but they probably noticed that they came in, and they both closed their mouths in unison.

But the relationship didn't ease at all, and it looked like a fight was about to happen soon.

Amuro Toru had no doubt that if he didn't speak, they would probably continue to stare.

"Shut up Bourbon, it's a matter of principle." Nan Ling didn't look back at him, his tone was impatient, "Can't you fight Rye for a while longer?"

Toru Amuro:…

Akai Shuichi:…

Chat, are you polite?

"Bourbon?" Kingfisher didn't care that much about it, and was immediately distracted by Nan Ling, "He doesn't smell like it."

"...Then what does he smell like?" Nan Ling was silent for a while, and decided to satisfy his curiosity first.

A truce for now.

Kingfisher sniffed and said without hesitation, "Dark chocolate. Bittersweet bittersweet."

He had smelled it before, probably at the police. This sweetness... is this person a police officer? Plus this codename...

Undercover?

As soon as they met, Kingfisher quickly deduced the true identity of Toru Amuro—the boss had previously taken a fancy to his talent before letting him go undercover. That Campari also gave him a little credit because he tasted good.

I didn't expect to be a pig teammate.

Amuro Toru showed a somewhat confused expression.

Why did he feel as if he was being sexually harassed?

—I didn't expect that the vest would fall off as soon as he showed up.

"It's quite suitable for him." Nan Ling felt that the answer was unexpected. After all, Kingfisher said that public security is sweet, and Toru Amuro may not be so sweet as an undercover agent, but it has to be sweet.

Maybe it's still a bourbon-flavored wine-and-darkness.

...well, that sounds expensive.

"And what about rye?"

Akai Shuichi:…

Why did Chat completely ignore his presence?

Is he air? Chat just asked the other guy in front of him so carelessly what he tasted like...

Wait, what does he taste like?

It may sound strange.

"This name smells like rye whisky." Kingfisher frowned, "Something's wrong... What's his real name?"

"Akai Shuichi." Nan Ling asked impatiently, "What does it taste like?"

Akai Shuichi felt that the atmosphere seemed more and more strange.

"It's him, I've heard of this person." Kingfisher glanced at the black-haired man standing beside him without saying a word, "So you are Shuichi Akai of the FBI."

Amuro Toru finally picked up a piece of valuable information from the status quo of chicken feathers all over the place.

Now it's finally clear that Kingfisher is not from the FBI.

...but what's the use? He had absolutely no idea what Chat and Kingfisher were talking about now. He even wonders if the brain waves of these two people are really still in the human category?

"His taste has never changed. It was the same taste when I first heard about him." Kingfisher suddenly lost interest in Akai Shuichi after he lost his online name. "Boring agarwood. It's just the taste of a little genius."

Akai Shuichi felt insulted.

"Do geniuses all smell like this?" Nanling chatted with Kingfisher with great interest, "Agarwood should smell pretty good."

"It doesn't matter whether it smells good or not, it's mainly because it smells very sleepy." Kingfisher couldn't help yawning when he said this, "Everyone has a different smell, but most people with strong ability have the smell of wood. Well...it's usually a piece of wood."

Nanling turned to look at Shuichi Akai who didn't know how to interject for a while, but he forgot what he wanted to say after looking at it.

"...how did you cut your hair?" he said suddenly.

Akai Shuichi was confused by this sudden sentence.

He cuts his hair...what does it have to do with Chat?

And this is the first time the two have officially met since he defected. That's what Chat's first sentence was? Sure enough, his brain circuit is not something he can speculate on.

"Don't cut your hair." Nan Ling said with a sad expression, "You make it difficult for me to do this."

Akai Shuichi didn't know what to say, and slowly put a question mark.

Don't say it, Amuro Toru next to him was already looking at the two of them with strange eyes.

"You... Then, my that, when will the dream of tying your hair and Jin Jiu's hair together and tying a bow will come true." Nan Ling said sadly, as if he was accusing a scumbag of why he wanted to abandon it. To myself, "Why cut your hair short, Rye!"

Kingfisher now looked at him as if looking at a mental patient.

"I think you should go for an examination." His tone seemed calm, but there was a faint trembling in his voice, "Mental examination."

Obviously synesthesia is a serious mental illness, why does he look more abnormal than him?

What normal person would want to tie Akai Shuichi's hair and Gin's hair together! Are you dying?

"Stop making trouble, Chat." An Shitou's tone was kind with a hint of threat mixed in, "Collaborating with the FBI, what are you trying to do?"

As a result, as soon as his words landed, the kingfisher next to him began to cough piercingly.

"Hey...is this your code name?" He stuck his tongue out, baring his teeth, "You have a strong taste."

"I thought you had tasted it just now." Nan Ling looked at his expression and began to feel the same way. But he still struggled without giving up, "Is it really so bad to drink?"

Although I am not used to drinking it, it is my code name after all...

"I didn't hear your name just now, the taste is not so... strong." Kingfisher smacked his lips, "But it's not too bad to drink, but it's not easy to adapt to, the herbal smell is too strong. But if you're used to drinking it, it should be fine."

Nan Ling felt strangely comforted.

And Toru Amuro felt as if he shouldn't be here.

The atmosphere that had become a little serious because of his threat... was ruined by the kingfisher again.

"Stop standing at the door." Nan Ling beckoned to Shuichi Akai and Toru Amuro, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Sit down and chat for a while."

Amuro Toru didn't know how to react.

Instead, Akai Shuichi walked over first, with a natural tone, "Can I sit here?"

"Of course." Nan Ling gave a little space and patted the sofa beside him, "Sit and sit. You're welcome."

Toru Amuro: ...This is actually the property of the police.

Why doesn't Chat take himself as an outsider?

"What are you still doing at the door?" Nan Ling looked at An Shitou and winked wickedly, "Come and play, sir, don't be shy."

Toru Amuro felt like he was about to vomit.

But he looked again at Kingfisher Chat and Shuichi Akai, who were already sitting harmoniously together...

If the FBI can do it, so can I!

— Toru Amuro's desire to win was ignited in a strange place.