"grown ups!"

"grown ups!"

"Good morning, sir."

Mizumatsu walked in the corridor of the organization's branch base in Tokyo. Some of the peripheral personnel they met along the way would say hello to him. After all, they have been joining here for nearly two months, and everyone recognized Mizumatsu's face.

He ignored the person who took the initiative to say hello, Mizumaki walked forward with a gloomy face.

After the exhibition hall was settled, the people from the Self-Defense Force came over and asked the Metropolitan Police Department and the people to evacuate the exhibition hall. The Self-Defense Force took over the safety issues of the exhibition hall, the elimination of the subsequent problems, and the liquidation of the remaining personnel. The Nakamori Police Department naturally did not delay the mess to the other party.

After leaving the exhibition hall, Mizumatsu said goodbye to Mikako Sato on the excuse of making a final summary of the tasks, and then rented a car overnight and headed straight to the base. However, he was not lying to Mikako Sato, after all, he was here to settle the accounts.

"Master Kobil!" A man came over to say hello, but obviously this man had something to say: "Master Belmode asked you to go to her office to find her, Room 3." The other party was afraid that Mizumatsu would forget the location of Belmode's office, so he reminded him considerately.

"Go back and tell her that I have something to do now, let her wait a while!" Mizumatsu passed by the man and threw a hard word without looking back.

Mizumatsu kept walking forward, passing by his room No. 47 without stopping. He continued to walk forward and stood in front of Room No. 48.

The rooms organized are all double-layer ensuites, with the living room outside and the bedroom inside. The door next to the corridor outside is not locked. Mizumatsu pushed the door and walked in.

Not beyond his expectations, the room was empty.

"Touch!" Mizumatsu kicked open the bedroom door without confirming whether it was locked, but there was still no one inside.

But the bed was messy. Mizumatsu walked over and tried the temperature with his hands, but he could no longer feel the temperature. In his mind, he learned from the news channel that he had entered the organization with murderous intent and jumped up from the bed and ran away in panic, and slowly became born.

The nose wings swayed, and the moon sniffed the air deeply, and smelled a sweet fragrance in the air. How much candy did that unreliable guy eat in the room?

After searching casually, I waited for a place where people could be hidden under the bed, wardrobe, and behind the door. Mizumatsu walked out of Room 46.

Next, you can go to the restaurant to find out. That guy is a road tycoon and he should not choose too many escape directions.

However, because he is a road ill, he may have lost his way to any corner of the organization on the way to escape.

By the way, the last time when the organization saw him, he said that he went to the laboratory to get medicine, so that direction was also a range of frequent activities.

"Caubil!" Belmode's voice came from one end of the corridor.

Mizumatsu turned around and saw Belmode walking over with dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing?" Mizumatsu asked knowingly.

"How was this mission done?"

"It is clear that 45 members of the 'zoo' will be killed, and there will be more people. I will wipe out 25 people from another unknown organization and captured the other team captain alive. However, because the information obtained in advance was wrong, the captain of the unknown organization was taken away by the Self-Defense Force; it is also because of the error in the information, 24 team members were wiped out by the 'zoo' that was full of people." Mizumatsu said.

"Your mission is to snipe the 'zoo' people instead of causing trouble? Why are you provoking other organizations? Twenty-four elite team members gave you the command, why are they all sacrificed? Are you, Kaubiler, the only one level?" Gin walked out from the direction behind Mizumatsu and sandwiched Mizumatsu in the middle with Belmode.

The appearance of Gin made Mizumatsu feel a little numb, but he still said in a stiff tone: "I am Kaubile, but the progress of the deduction requires enough information. The information you gave me can no longer be described as errors. It is simply full of loopholes and all of them are wrong! Let me think Kaubile, but the information is brought!"

"Hmph!" Gin seemed to be unable to find a reason to make things difficult for Mizumatsu and turned around and left.

"I will find more information for you next time." Belmode also said something and turned around and left.

"Hey! Have you seen the Jeep?" asked Mizumatsu.

Mizumatsu felt that Gin behind him seemed to look back at him, because suddenly he felt a thorny gaze staring at the back of his neck.

"Do you think I will tell you?" Belmode turned around, smiled and threw a charming look, but Mizumatsu felt that this expression was thrown to Gin through him.

"Jipen is hiding in someone else's room." Gin suddenly said, and then she left.

"Gin!!!" Belmode seemed to be really angry and stomped his feet, then turned around and left angrily.

Mizumatsu stood there and stared at the two people in a daze. What the hell is this? Gin and Jeepsen clearly had an unknown intimate relationship, so they betrayed Jeepsen to himself, a person who obviously was not against him?

He didn't care about Belmode's reaction. The woman's work on the surface seemed to be a big star. Anyway, the acting skills of the Thousand Face Witch don't need to be considered at all.

"It's someone else's room, but can he hide there?" Mizumatsu stood there and thought to himself, and the residential area inside the organization was more than 70 rooms on this floor, of which the first fifty were the kind of suites that Mizumatsu lived in, and the next twenty should be the collective dormitory for outsiders.

There was a corner from the collective dormitory here, and the route of the road deaf was finally inferred shorter, so Mizumatsu thought about it for a long time and fell into reasoning...

First of all, the direction you enter the organization is from 1, 2, 46, 47. According to common sense, even a road ignorant should not run in that direction.

After 50th, you will be the corner. Since you are a road tycoon, you should be careful about turning the corner. In other words, the hiding range of Jeepsen should be in two rooms 49 and 50.

He greeted the two members casually, and Mizumatsu asked, "Who are there 48, 49, 50?"

A member immediately replied: "Mr. Kaubil, there are three adults, Jeepsen, Vodka, and Chianti, next to you." This person also pointed out very smartly that he knew that Mizumaki lived in 47.

Another policeman spent some time thinking but didn't get the opportunity, and now his face was full of disappointment.

"I understand, you are very good, let's keep busy." Mizumatsu waved his hand to disperse the two of them.

Vodka... Chianti... Mizumatsu thought about the appearance of these two people, thinking that if he was a jeepsman, he would hide in the vodka room.

Think about it carefully, when Gin appeared today, there was no Wannian follower vodka by his side, which seemed to be a proof that Jeepson was hiding in the vodka.

When he walked to room 49, Mizumaki had just put his hand on the door handle and suddenly hesitated for a moment.

That guy vodka is not easy to get along with. Wouldn’t he give him a reason to have a conflict with him?

Imagine Vodka's short and strong figure and the strong physique that was taken away by someone on the day he entered the intensive care unit in the last car accident. Mizumatsu couldn't help but tremble. This person might be much harder to deal with than that Russian bear.

Considering that it may not necessarily be that Jeepsen really acted according to Mizumatsu’s idea, what if he didn’t stay in the vodka room? Mizumatsu’s “reasoning” was not as confident as those detectives Conan.

Since I didn't dare to go in directly, Mizumatsu had to find a way to get the Jeepsen out.

It is definitely not easy to attack the heart by shouting or other methods. People in the organization are much more powerful than him to use tricks. This trick can only embarrass people and reveal their IQ.

I can't rely on waiting for the rabbit. It's already the second half of the night. People are sleeping soundly inside the house. It's also very stupid to sit outside in the middle of the night, and I don't know when I will wait.

Jeepsson and vodka were inside. Even if they waited until they were hungry, they could ask someone to go in and deliver food. The snacks alone were enough for them to last for a few months, and they would have to go back to work tomorrow, which would not be enough for them to consume.

By the way! Snacks! Mizumatsu suddenly thought of a plan. Although it was an unregulated plan, Jeepsen was also an unregulated guy and might be able to perform miraculous results.

"Then you have to collect some materials..." Mizumatsu said to himself, then turned around and left.

...

Jeepson lay on the door, listening carefully to the sound outside, and muttered in a very low voice: "Why can't the organization install a cat's eye on the door?"

"Big Young Master, be careful. My brother said that the person was very dangerous." Vodka reminded carefully next to him.

"If you know you're careful, just speak softly!" Jeepson glared at Vodka, and his rough voice almost scared him to death when he spoke in his ear.

It was not that I was frightened by the sound itself, but that I was afraid that the fool's voice would be heard by Mizumatsu.

Alas... this terrible guy just gave him half of the information? As for coming to cause trouble with such murderous intent? And it was not his reason for his lack of information. He was obviously just a person who came out to take the blame. The intelligence of a sub-base of a certain organization thought with resentment.

Hearing the sound of the slapping just now, that guy must have forcibly rushed into his room, right? I don’t know what he did to his room.

Ah! Fruit hard candy! Hidden under the pillow, I plan to enjoy it after getting up! His honey cake! I hope that the devil of Kaubil didn’t see his wardrobe! The marshmallows and chocolates behind the door, and the canned rock candy under the bed. I hope you are a good boy and don’t be discovered by bad people!

"Oh, whose honey cake is this? No one wants it?" At this time, the voice of Mizuma Yue conveyed from another section of the door.

His honey cake! Jeepson's face turned much pale, almost making Vodka think that his poor health needs medicine.

"Vodka!" Jeepson turned around and grabbed the vodka's clothes: "There is a terrible demon outside. If I want to go out later, you must stop me. I will not do anything I say!"

"Yes!" Vodka nodded, suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed Jeepson's arm like a thorn, and explained: "The eldest young master's movement is very fast, I'm afraid that I can't react at that time!"

"It's good." Jeepson nodded, his face pale: "Help me sit on the sofa for a while, I can't listen anymore." The sound of tearing the wrapping paper sounded outside, and after a while...

Mizumatsu put down the half-torn wrapping paper, listened for a while without hearing a suspicious sound, and then let go of the honey cake - he didn't intend to force it too much at the beginning.

Then Mizuki shouted as if nothing had happened: "Huh? Why are there so many chocolate bars? And marshmallows? What are these? Candies you don't know? Which country is this? Do you want to try it?"

The sound of the moon in the water was not loud, but in the quiet middle of the night, it was still clearly transmitted into Jeepsen's ears.

Jeepson grabbed the sofa with his hands tightly. It was collected by him through hardships. It was a special fruit-flavored hard candy found in a small country on the East Asian border. Its unique tropical fruit formula brings people a mellow sweetness with a super layered sense of mellowness...

At worst, you can buy it again! If you take the blame for "that person", you have to pay the price. It is best to ask "that person" to buy the sugar factory in that small country! Jeep business comforts himself in a fantasy way.

"It seems that there is still a lot of information!" Mizumatsu said to himself, setting up the alcohol lamp and iron rack that he had found in advance, with a small iron bowl on it.

"I don't know what this kind of marshmallow will look like when melted... Let's try heating it." Mizumatsu said so, putting the marshmallow into the iron bowl.

"Hey! It turned into burnt yellow? Heat too much... the fire cannot be adjusted, so let's try it..." Mizumatsu was doing a live broadcast.

"It's still yellow. It seems that the change is like this. Why is it burnt yellow?... Try it with a little chocolate."

...Ten minutes later.

The mixed fragrance of various candies floated in through the crack of the door, and Jeepsen was already in a state of confusion.

Shuimatsu was a little impatient when staying outside. If this trick was useless for Jeeps, wouldn’t he be as stupid as a clown? “Try these on a honey cake? Maybe it would be a good syrup.” Shuimatsu said.

"Big Young Master! Boss Young Master!" Suddenly, the shouts of vodka came from inside No. 49.

"Vodka, let me go! I must go out to duel with him!" It was indeed Jeepsen's high shout!

"This is your order, and you can't be allowed to leave no matter what!" Vodka seemed to be struggling to stop it.

Mizumatsu raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, which could indeed lead him out, and it was a pure plot.

"No! This is different, this is a blasphemy of candy! A waste of desserts! I have to duel with that demon ahhhh!" Jeepson obviously had a very big opinion on Mizumatsu.

"Ah!" It was the scream of vodka. What did Jeepsen do to him?

"Bastard, let them go!" Open the door, Jeepson jumped out.
Chapter completed!