"Pu!" Jeepsen, a hungry tiger, pounced on the tiger and picked it down the mountain. His body lay on the sweets that had not been harmed by Mizuki. He stuck out his butt to protect the candy with his body, shouting, "Come on me if you have anything! Candy is innocent!"

"Hahaha... are you willing to come out?" Mizumatsu's voice was very cold. While paying attention to the vodka guy, he approached Jeepsen.

"What are you going to do? Hey, where did our past relationship go? Small things like intelligence errors are common, right?" Jeepson, who was just righteous, was timid and cowardly, was timid again.

"Bang!" Mizumatsu slapped Jeepsen on the butt with a heavy slap, and then he completed his vow first.

"Information error?" Mizumatsu sneered: "A team of more than 20 people appeared out of thin air. There was no news at all. You call this an intelligence error? The size of the 'zoo' has more than 300 people, which must have drawn 90% of the people across the country. Is this not even found out? Is your brain in it or syrup?"

"Actually, I hope it's syrup." Jeepson said seriously.

"Hiss... Say it, how do you almost cheated me to death?" Mizumatsu no longer had any help from this hopeless thing. She hugged her arms and looked at Jeepson lying on the ground. She suddenly found that this guy seemed to be different from what he had seen before.

"Didn't you destroy most of my babies?" Jeepsen looked at the burning 'syrup crucible' with distress, and found that the honey cake packaging had just been opened and his eyes lit up.

"These things can be bought in supermarkets, why don't I buy them twice and beat you half to death?" Shui Jianyue asked gritted her teeth.

"Then I'll treat you to chocolate balls!" said Jeepson.

"What did you say?" Mizumatsu's voice became colder and colder. There could be no real fools in the organization, so this guy was obviously pretending to be stupid and teasing him.

"Dangdang!" Jeepsen suddenly jumped up, almost until Mizumatsu didn't react and held him down, but found that the sweets under him were missing.

‘It turned out that he was lying on the ground and sticking out to secretly put away the pile of snacks.’ While Mizuki gained a little enlightenment, Jeepsen crushed a chocolate ball in front of him.

In addition to the slags of chocolate balls, a strong black smoke erupted everywhere.

"Damn it! My brainstorm, smoke bombs make chocolate balls!" Mizumatsu squatted in place, not trying to capture Jeepsen.

...

"Huh... I'll save it!" Jeepson was bulging, holding a honey cake in his hand and was running around like a headless fly in the corridor... "Oh no, oh no, where is this? Map." Jeepson suddenly found that he couldn't find where he was again.

Taking out the map, Jeepson carefully compared it, muttering: "This road is 19 meters long, 57 centimeters wide, three meters and two centimeters wide, the map is 100 to one, which means... here." Jeepson found his location on the map: "It seems that I am at the door of the weapon preparation room. When did I go downstairs? I just go to the second laboratory to get the medicine for next week in advance. I think it should be here." He muttered to himself, Jeepson chose a direction and left, ignoring the door of the room behind him with "Labor 2#."

After walking for a long time, Jeepson had to stop, open the map with his hand stained with cake residue, and re-confirm his position: "Strange, did you not organize the rebuilding of roads in the organization a few days ago? Why does it seem that it is not right to walk? Where am I... Oh oh, I should go here."

I don’t know if it’s because of this big road crazi. The architectural structure corridors of this base are all intersected and rounded. At least you don’t have to turn around after taking the wrong path. However, this also makes a person who is not conscious of not only not finding out that he has taken the wrong path, but he doesn’t even know that he has gone far away.

"Bang!" Until he was about to return to the second laboratory, a red liquid suddenly attacked Jeepson. When Jeepson's eyes were blood red, another force pushed him into the 'Labor No. 1' next to him.

"What is this... tomato sauce?" Standing in the empty laboratory, Jeepson touched his face and looked at the sticky red liquid on his hands speechless.

"Didn't you react? Is it okay to pretend to be blood-drowsed?" Mizumatsu stood at the door of the laboratory with an empty tomato sauce jar, and said in disappointment.

When Mizumatsu met Jeepsen for the first time, he didn't know that he was a member of the organization. When he treated him as an ordinary young reporter, he showed a blood-drowsing problem in front of Mizumatsu, and it was particularly serious.

"Please, I'm dizzy, not dizzy. Is this thing not like blood at all?" As he said, Jeepson reached out to his mouth and licked it, frowned and commented: "It's not delicious. Did you take it in the left cabinet on the kitchen of the canteen?" It sounded like this guy had done something to sneak into the kitchen of the canteen and steal tomato sauce.

There are roughly two types of blood dizziness. One is something that looks like blood, or even a red dizziness. Such people are generally born to be particularly sensitive to the impact of red due to their brain problems. They are also the most common type of blood dizziness. In addition to fainting, there are also palpitations, vomiting, and heart spasms.

There is another type of person who only faints from real blood. Most of them are because of psychological problems. They will not respond to red things that are obviously not blood, that is, they only produce symptoms of blood that have been proven to be blood. If you can trick him into making him recognize the true blood as something else, they will miraculously stop getting sick.

Obviously, Jeepsen belongs to the latter, of course, the premise is that he is telling the truth, but Mizumatsu did not intend to cut himself into a knife and put some blood to verify it.

"I don't have the habit of sneaking into the kitchen. Of course, I asked someone to help me get a bottle of ketchup, but it didn't work. It's really in vain. I went to the lab in advance to ambush you." Mizumatsu said with a pout.

"Why did you come to the laboratory before me?" Jeepson was not surprised that Mizumatsu knew that he would come to the laboratory, because he himself remembered that he had said more than once about taking medicine in front of Mizumatsu. This person who was unconscious of his ability to get lost was curious about how Mizumatsu walked in front of him.

"This question is meaningless, really." Mizumatsu looked at Jipson who was still cleaning the tomato sauce on his face with pity, but he felt a little annoyed.

Lu Jian, sweet food control, blood dizziness, and unreliable. This is the few information that Shui Jianyue has mastered on Jeepsen. In addition, his relationship with Gin and Belmode is very subtle.

Then these weaknesses have been exploited by Shui Jianyue, but they have not received any effect. Shui Jianyue was sad to find that he could not find any means of revenge except rolling up his sleeves and fighting directly.

But on the one hand, Mizumatsu didn't want to hurt Jeepsen, otherwise he would feel that Gin and Belmode might do anything to protect their children. On the other hand, Mizumatsu was a little concerned about the vodka situation. Before Jeepsen rushed out, Vodka was stopping him, but after the "ah" of vodka, Jeepsen came out, and Mizumatsu and Jeepsen had a fight outside for a while and did not get out.

What did Jeepsen do to vodka? Think about the vodka's strong body shape. Mizumatsu suspected that if Jeepsen really had a fight, maybe he would suffer.

Of course, the main reason why Mizumatsu didn't want to do it with real swords and guns was that his relationship with Gipson was pretty good, and fighting was hurt.

Suddenly, Mizumatsu's thoughts stopped for a moment, and Jeepson cleaned up the tomato sauce on his face.

Although I felt that Jeepson's face was different from what I saw together, Mizumatsu didn't care too much because he had never seen it head-on.

Just now, he almost thought he had seen gin.

Damn! These two people are indeed relatives! Mizumatsu roared in her heart. The Jeeps in front of her could not look like Gin, except that she was obviously younger than Gin.

"What's going on with your face?" Shui Jianyue asked blankly.

"Oh face... Actually, I used to use disguise. A few days ago, I accidentally hooked the disguise mask and forgot to prepare spare materials in the base, so I recovered my original appearance for a while in the past few days." Jeepson shrugged: "I will make a mask outside again after two days."

"Aren't Belmode good at disguise? Can't you use her materials?" Mizumatsu felt that this unreliable thing might have done and forgot to prepare spares. Belmode couldn't do it? Since the word "Jipen just now" was "super-used materials" rather than "super-used mask", it means that the disguise mask should be quickly made, and the materials should be universal.

"She doesn't want to divorce." Jeepson shrugged again.

It seemed like the two of them had never had a fight, and they started chatting with each other.

"Ask you something." Mizumatsu suddenly changed a topic: "What did this lab do in the past?"

Jeepson looked around. Although he was a nerdy person, his ability to identify the environment was not affected. "Is this the first laboratory? Did the doors not lock?" He still remembered that he was pushed in while pouring ketchup.

"Do you know?" Although I asked, Mizumatsu didn't have much hope. He estimated that this laboratory should have been researched when Ai Haibara or Shiho Miyano was 4869. Although Jeepson was an intelligence officer, his level seemed to be lower than Gin and Belmode. It was not the establishment of the Tokyo branch, but the foreign aid from other places helped the Tokyo base inadequate staff.

"I know, but I know, but I can't tell you. You know in your heart that the organization does not trust you yet." Jeepsen said bluntly.

Of course Mizumatsu knew, and he knew that there was no reason for Jeepson to harm him. The reason why he got all the wrong information should be the boss's instructions. As for what it was to test, it was unclear.

"This is the information you owe me." But Mizumatsu just didn't point it out, so this matter required Gipson.

"The information you asked for last time still owed me a three-month chocolate bar, so just wipe out the account." Jeepsen couldn't take the initiative to point out and asked him to find a boss to go, so he had to say, but he was thinking about finding a boss to reimburse the six-month chocolate bar.

"Will I give you another year of chocolate bar? Even if I just buy this information from you, right?" Mizumatsu felt that he had grasped the character of being a jeep, and said bluntly.

"No, some information can be bought and sold, but some cannot." Although Jeepsen shook his head like a rattle, his swaying Adam's apple betrayed him. How could he find out if he had experienced Mizumatsu, who interrogated the prisoner.

"Then it will be three years." Although Mizumatsu didn't know the specific amount of desserts that Jeepsen used as the unit of measurement, he still said generously. Anyway, according to Jeepsen's statement, there were too many people who owe him desserts. When he asked Mizumatsu to cash in, he didn't know when it would happen.

Jeepson looked around sneakily. Mizumatsu knew there was a door and reminded: "It's the second half of the night, there are very few people, and even the surveillance cameras here have fallen into dust. I guess the surveillance cameras are no longer concerned about it."

"Don't let the third person know that I said this." Jeepsheng said with a serious expression. To be honest, Mizumatsu got goosebumps when he saw his face that looked like Gin, which became serious.

"This used to be a laboratory for a woman named Miyano, codenamed Sherry..."

"Sherry? I remember there is another cocktail called Shirley Kaubil!" Mizumatsu said seriously, "I never heard of this code name before."

"Don't make a fuss!" Jeepson seemed very dissatisfied with Mizumatsu's jokes. He glared at Mizumatsu and continued, "You can't understand if you talk too much about the drugs she has studied. Anyway, the general meaning of the organization is..."

...

"As you expected, Kobile can only make wrong judgments when holding wrong intelligence, and obviously does not have his own source of intelligence." Belmode was holding his cell phone and editing an email.

It seems that the new mobile phones nowadays no longer call emails, but use text messages instead? When Belmode edits text messages, he couldn't help but think, but now the organization is in trouble, and Belmode does not have enough energy to pay attention to technological progress.

"But this made him quite suspicious about the information source of the organization in the past. We suggest that we continue to investigate him and not trust him easily." After thinking about it, Belmode added this sentence.

There is such a person who knows Kudo Shinichi's true identity but doesn't let her kill Sydney. Belmode actually regards Mizumama as a thorn in his eyes.

With the signature and receiving address, Belmode played a song of seven crows with his fingertips, and then lit a cigarette.

After a while, the phone remembered the email prompt and the boss's reply came.

Picking up the phone, Belmode's expression became more and more serious, and the cigarettes and fireworks in his hand gradually faded...
Chapter completed!