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"You guessed right..." Jia Chen nodded in agreement.

After growing larger, Shiho wore the same style of white lab coat as before, which accentuated her perfectly fitting bust. Her legs also became long and alluring, fair and smooth, perfectly showcasing her beautiful body curves.

Tears streamed down her delicate face, a blend of aloofness and fragility that made her look pitiful... yet irresistibly alluring.

Jia Chen reached out and picked up Miyano Shiho, carrying her towards the bathroom.

“? Jia, Jia Chen?” Sherry was stunned when she felt Jia Chen’s body temperature, and her cheeks instantly turned red. “I just washed up.”

"Perfect timing, help me clean up..." Jia Chen strode towards the bathroom and closed the door.

Soon, the sounds of skin rubbing against skin, the rushing water, and the soft voice of the woman could be heard from the bathroom.

After putting on a yukata, Jia Chen carried Shiho Miyano towards the bedroom.

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At this moment, Shiho was completely speechless. There were tear stains on her delicate cheeks, and her fair skin was flushed with a faint blush. Her constitution was extremely sensitive.

She leaned completely on Jia Chen's shoulder, gently biting her lip, her eyes narrowed, seemingly lost in thought.

Originally, I just wanted to try my best to make Shiho's body better.

But Miss Shiho, having learned it from somewhere, called out "Master" in a delicate voice after kneeling for a while.

This caused his blood to rush to his head... and he almost broke Shiho.

Shiho cried at that time...

Jia Chen glanced at Shiho in his arms, went into the bedroom, and placed Sherry on the bed.

I poured myself a glass of hot milk from the kitchen and went back to my room.

At this moment, Shiho was holding the blanket with both hands, staring blankly at her with her icy blue eyes.

Jia Chen's heart skipped a beat again.

Shiho right now... is so gentle and delicate, it's just... amazing!

"Have some milk...it's the perfect temperature." Jia Chen sat down next to Zhi Bao.

"No, no, I'm already full," Shiho said weakly, as if she had used up all her strength to say it. She then pleaded, "Gachi, will you hold me while I sleep...?"

“Okay…” Jia Chen said gently, placing the milk on the bedside table.

I got into bed and gently embraced Shiho.

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Late at night, in a bar.

This is a bar located on a street corner called Black Widow, and most people don't know that such a bar exists.

The bar has only a few seats, which means it can only accommodate a small number of people.

Furthermore, the bar is expensive and has virtually no customers.

At that moment, a silver-haired woman pushed open the door, placed the money on the table, and said, "A Vermonth, please."

The bartender nodded and began preparations.

Vermouth rubbed her temples, trying to calm the rise and fall of her chest.

The suffocating feeling Galiano had just given her, along with the subtle, almost imperceptible, mental stimulation, made her feel utterly submissive to him, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Miss Vermouth, your drink is ready." The bartender placed the glass in front of Vermouth.

"Has Gin not arrived yet?" Vermouth asked, taking a sip of her drink.

The bartender didn't say anything, but glanced behind her.

Suddenly, the bar door opened, and a man reeking of smoke with silver, blue eyes walked in and sat down next to Vermouth.

A burly man wearing sunglasses followed behind and sat down next to the silver-haired man. "It's really cold at night, brother."

"It's alright..." Gin replied coldly, looking at Vermouth, "You asked us out so late, is there something you can't explain over the phone?"

“Yes, Vermouth, my brother and I are getting ready to rest,” Vodka added.

Vermouth took a deep breath, swirled the wine glass in front of her, and took a sip. "What I'm about to say, please don't be afraid."

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"Heh..." Gin lit a cigarette, sneered, and smeared the ash in the ashtray.

What new tricks is Vermouth up to this time?

Was the purpose to extract information from him? Or was there another motive?

Gin found the other person's serious expression amusing.

“Go ahead and say it. My brother and I are assassins, we're not afraid,” Vodka grinned.

“Galiano…” Vermouth clenched her glass tightly. “He’s not a demon.”

"A demon?" Vodka scratched his head, puzzled. "That's true. Just like Count Dracula in the movies, I've always thought he was a lot like a vampire."

“No!” Vermouth retorted. “I’m not talking about film and literature, but the real demon, the demon that bewitches people!”

“After becoming the president of the group, he was already a devil,” Gin said coldly. “Capitalists have always been called devils, skilled at bewitching people, devouring them without spitting out the bones. Even we assassins are called devils in the eyes of ordinary people. Devils who take lives.”

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"No, that's not what I meant!" Vermouth's blood pressure skyrocketed. "The demon I was talking about, I mean it literally. Don't you understand the literal meaning?"

...

What's wrong with these two? Can't they understand human language?

Could he have been bewitched by Galliano too?

“Oh, I see.” Vodka suddenly realized. “You mean Galiano’s temperament? I think so too.”

“But compared to my brother, Galiano is still a bit lacking.” Vodka glanced at Gin. “I think my brother is the real devil.”

“I’ve said it so many times!!!” Vermouth said, “He is a demon covered in black flames, I saw it with my own eyes!”

"And they burned the FBI agents to ashes!" Vermouth recalled the scene with lingering fear. "That speed was almost inhuman!"

“Heh…” Gin looked incredulous. “Vermouth, I suggest you go to the hospital in Galiano to get your brain checked.”

"I!" Vermouth slumped weakly onto the table. "Everything I said is true!!!"

If this continues, she'll really go crazy.

What she was certain of was that Galliano had planted the seeds of seduction in her.

It's similar to a human obedience test... the longer it goes on, the more obedient she becomes.

Until it becomes like a doll, calling out to its master and letting the other party play with it at will... If it disobeys, it will die.

Although it was without any apparent reason, because the other party had only tied her up, roughly shoved a gun into her mouth, anesthetized her, hurt her, and pulled her hair... apart from these things, they hadn't really done anything that posed a real danger to her life.

However, she could always sense that Galiano harbored murderous intent towards her and would kill her at any moment.

It seems that if a certain specific condition is met, one will be killed.

"You seem terrified of him?" Gin extinguished his eyes. "Did he scare you?"

“Yes!” Vermouth nodded. “But that’s not the only reason; he might very well kill me.”

As she spoke, Vermouth inadvertently moved closer to Gin, leaning gently against him, only to be immediately pushed away.

"Don't touch Vermouth, you rude thing..." Gin glanced at Vermouth with some displeasure.

Vermouth's lips drooped slightly. "I'm the Dry-Faced Witch, I've played many roles, so I'm particularly sensitive to certain things. My impression of Galiano is... he's deliberately disguising himself, imitating human habits, acting out human emotions. He himself is a demon... perhaps..."

There's an even bigger conspiracy behind it all.

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"Those conspiracies might really destroy all of humanity..."

In the dim light... Vermouth looked solemn.

"Ah!!!" Vodka was startled by Vermouth's expression and somewhat moved by what she said. He turned to Gin and asked, "Big brother, could Galiano really be a demon?"

“You’re overthinking it, Vermouth.” Gin ignored the vodka and said coldly, “Galiano may be strange, but everything he does is for the organization, and he’s even more bound by the rules… his own rules.”

"You believe he's a demon who will harm you? There are only two possibilities." Gin's dark green eyes stared intently at Vermouth. "First, you've acted against the organization. In his eyes, the organization's goals represent a supreme ideal; he believes he's acting for all humanity."

He makes contributions, and if others disobey or resist them, he becomes a sinner against all humanity. He himself feels no guilt whatsoever.

"The second point is, for profit..." Gin narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "Or you have threatened him. Although he is a member of the organization, if you really threaten him, he would rather harm his own interests than let you, the '610,' be eliminated."

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Galliano was someone approved by that man, and everything he did was for the organization.

If Galiano takes action against Vermouth, there's only one possibility... Vermouth has done something detrimental to the organization.

"I..." Vermouth opened her mouth helplessly after hearing this, but ultimately said nothing.

She really didn't know what to say anymore; she was telling the truth, but no one believed her.

This is no longer a matter of organizations fighting and making trouble; it has escalated to the point of affecting the safety and survival of all humanity.