Vodka: "..." Although he did not have any evidence, he always felt that there was probably some connection between these two emails that he did not want to see.
He had never cared this much about the contents of Gin's emails before. He wished he could stretch his neck out and sneak a peek.
But both reason and his wariness of Uzo forced Vodka to suppress the impulse.
In the end, he took a deep breath, pretended he had not noticed the coincidence at all, and silently began checking his own email:
[Long time no see.]
After reading just that one line, Vodka's fist clenched. "..." This counted as a long time? You this bastard, just how many times a day are you planning to screw me over?!
He gave a cold snort and continued reading:
[You left your gun with me. Remember to come pick it up.
PS: If you want to see me in the future, you can just say so. Don't use such a roundabout method. As your most reliable colleague, of course I'll appear in time when a companion needs me.]
Vodka: "..."
Appear in time, and then send me on my way?
"How can he say something like that with such a straight face? This kid's skin is even thicker than his schemes are deep!"
Vodka cursed inwardly. He swiftly scanned the time and place attached at the end, then turned his head toward Gin with a sliver of expectation. "Big Brother..."
Gin was also looking at his phone. At that, he did not even raise his head. "If he told you to go, then go."
Vodka: "..."
What the hell did Uzo give you? I'll pay double!
He had wanted to shout that out, but when he remembered his hard-earned bonus, as well as