Chapter 523 Mrs. Yamada’s Tricks to Seduce Men

Gin's last words were incomprehensible.

But the man obviously didn't intend to say much. He quickly got into the car driven by Vodka and quickly left the dirty alley.

The Porsche's tires raised a cloud of dust mixed with a strange smell, which made Xinfan sneeze three times in a row.

Silla asked with concern: “Are you okay?”

"No." Nobushige shook his head, "So why did Gin choose a place like this to meet? And you can obviously drive in here, why did you tell me I can only walk??"

Silla stopped talking with a guilty conscience: "You should ask Vodka this question. I also judged it by looking at the map he drew."

"..." Xinfan held his forehead and decided to leave here immediately, leaving a fool who was assimilated by vodka.

Seeing that Mescal left him and walked straight out of the alley, Silla quickly followed: "Speaking of which, I have always wanted to ask you a question, but I don't know if it's appropriate."

"If it's inappropriate, don't ask."

"Then I'd better ask." Silla ignored Xinfan's perfunctory words and walked quickly to his side, "Is Gin the same as us?"

Xinfan paused, looked back at him, and did not answer directly, but asked: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"It's just... the nature of the work. In addition to the organization, is Gin also working for other organizations?"

So, Silla suspects that Gin is also an undercover agent?

Thinking about the frequent interactions between him and Gin during this period, coupled with their secret meetings, it seemed a bit infernal.

Xinfan pretended to be incomprehensible and replied: "To a certain extent, your guess is right. But the fact is not what you think."

Silla was confused.

He knew every word Mezcal said, but why did he not understand it at all when they were connected together?

He had no choice but to shake his head and gave up his plan to delve into the meaning of mezcal: "Vodka just gave me a document, saying it was the intelligence collected by him and Gin during this period, and asked me to hand it over to you."

Nobushige took it: "Why is it a paper version? Where should I put this kind of thing after reading it?"

Neither an apartment nor a music classroom seemed like a good place to store these things. What exactly does gin mean? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass him?

He casually opened the file and took a look at it, which made his headache even worse.

This stuff can be finished in a short time, but it is very important. Can't Gin save it in an electronic version like him? ?

Nobuhiro had no choice but to put the folder under his elbow and prepare to find a place when he got back. If that didn't work, he would stay up late to read it and then burn it.

They had already walked out of the alley while talking.

Back surrounded by sunshine and the city, Nobuhiro felt that his mood had become much clearer.

Although there is some distance from Lufeng Music Classroom, it is not very far and you can walk back.

As for Syrah——

"Look, does that person look like Asano Nobushige, who is very popular these days?"

Just when Xinfan was thinking about what task to assign to Silla, he suddenly heard the conversation of the girl next to him.

Nobuhiro kept walking, but his attention inevitably shifted to them.

"It really looks like it. Could it be me?"

"It's possible. After all, keep walking along this road and you'll reach Lufeng Music Classroom after passing two intersections! I just checked in from there."

Silla approached Xinfan with a rather unnatural expression: "I don't know if it's my imagination, but I always feel like people around me are peeking at us."

Nobuhiro sighed helplessly: "Your feeling is correct, but you are not looking at us. To be precise, you are peeking at me."

Silla immediately said with disdain: “I didn’t expect you to be so narcissistic!”

"..."

Is this narcissism on his part?

Those girls just wanted to stop him from being a nymphomaniac, but he wanted to pretend not to hear!

So, why did Asano Nobushige, who had always been unknown, suddenly become like Kudo Shinichi and become known to everyone?

Xinfan is puzzled.

At this moment, a familiar figure walked towards him. The man had bright blond hair.

Xinfan's first reaction was to quickly stay away from Silla and pretend that they didn't know each other.

However, Hanhan Sirah still had no intention of getting the mezcal this time. He got closer in confusion and said, "What's wrong? Is there anyone you know around here?"

"What a coincidence, Mr. Asano." Rei Fukiya had already walked up to Nobuhiro. He raised a bright smile and greeted him with a smile.

Nobushige wanted to pretend not to see it, but he had obviously missed the best opportunity, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Did you just come out of the music classroom?"

"Yes, the student temporarily changed her course to tutoring, and I was about to go to her home."

Nobushige heard the key point keenly: "Her? I remember that Mrs. Yamada used a Hermès leather bag to ask Miss Enomoto to transfer all your female students' classes to Mr. Enomoto."

This incident also caused extreme dissatisfaction at the time.

The corners of Furiya Rei's mouth twitched, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Ah, yes, so I am preparing to teach at Mrs. Yamada's house."

The air was stagnant for a moment.

Nobushige stared closely into Fangtani Rei's eyes, trying very hard to hold back his smile.

His shoulders were shaking slightly due to this "effort", and the smile in his eyes could not be concealed.

Seeing this, Rei Fukutani said helplessly: "You can laugh if you want. I was already laughed at by Miss Enomoto in the music classroom just now."

"Hahahaha——" Nobufan broke through instantly, holding on to the telephone pole next to him and laughing non-stop.

It’s so interesting. Mrs. Yamada has so many tricks to seduce men, but Toru Amuro, who is “weak, pitiful and helpless”, can’t resist at all.

Although Silla recognized the title of the bodyguard of Lufeng Music Classroom, he had been absent for a long time and could not understand why Mescal was smiling so happily.

So I can only show doubts.

Rei Fukutani noticed him and asked politely: "Hello, I am Amuro Toru, the guitar teacher at Lufeng Music Classroom. Who are you?"

"Hello." Silla returned the handshake very smoothly, not noticing Nobushige's crazy look when he stopped laughing, "I am Sohei Masayama, the bodyguard of Ritsufeng Music Classroom."

"Oh?" Rei Fukutani raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Nobushige, "I have been working in the music classroom for a long time, but I have never seen Mr. Moyama."

Nobushige cleared his throat and replied: "You also know that this bodyguard position is really unnecessary, so I haven't paid Mr. Masama for a long time."

"It doesn't matter!" Silla said immediately, "I like the environment of the music classroom very much, and I will continue to stick to my job even if I don't get paid!"

Nobuhiro: "..."

Ah, he really wanted Silla to feel the dangers of the world! !

The differences between people are sometimes so obvious.