I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

If line Gin Gibson escapes together

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"We're here, the capital of Estonia, Tallinn." Gin stopped the car and said to the people in the back seat.

There was no answer. The girl sitting in the back seat had already fallen asleep, curled up in the seat with his coat on. She frowned because the sleeping position was too poor, but she slept surprisingly soundly and was not afraid of being disturbed.

Seeing this, Gin didn't call her, but rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette.

The helicopter took them away, but the police naturally would not let them go. Soon some of the others were caught and some died. In the end, only he and Gipson were left.

They had no destination and were chased around the world by the police. The police were also fooled by them and were shouting and screaming all over the world like headless flies.

Oh, stupid FBI.

Thinking of this, Gin felt better. A week ago, they were so cold in the snowfield of Siberia that they almost bit each other's blood vessels to keep warm. In the end, they occupied a wild bear's den with shotguns. After finally reaching the village, they were caught by Interpol who were waiting there. After all the chaos, they decided to take a detour through the Baltic Sea and head north.

Why not go to Africa, where there are so many talented people and a mixed crowd? Come on, they just stayed in that damn place in South Sudan last year. Gin was infected with dengue fever. It was all thanks to Gipson's excellent medical skills that he was treated in advance, several grenades and other weapons looted from him, and some friendly conversations with the locals that he was able to stabilize in a shabby hospital.

When Gin woke up, she saw the charred body of Gipson and burst into tears. She announced that if she stayed in Africa any longer, she would find a sand pit to bury him.

Mexico is too far from God and too close to the United States. It is a good place for people like them to be in the dark. This is what Gipson thought. Unfortunately, her old lover Lei also thought so. It is said that they could have fallen in love and become a couple. The two had just spent a year in Oaxaca. Gin almost learned the local dialect. On a quiet night, the neighbor's house caught fire. Gin woke up Gipson who was sleeping in his arms and was about to ask her to run out together, and then he heard a familiar voice outside the door:

"FBI, OPEN ZHE DOOR"

After that, Gin didn't give Kipson a good look for a whole month.

Finally, they made a big circle and returned to Asia, then headed north to Russia along those messy Stan countries, and traveled back and forth in Russia several times (the larger the land area, the better), before driving all the way from St. Petersburg to Tallinn, the capital of Estonia.

Tallinn is only 80 kilometers away from Helsinki, the capital of Finland, and it’s just a matter of taking a ferry.

Gibson said that even road movies couldn't be as good as theirs.

Of course, others are enjoying life, while they are escaping for their lives.

It was Gipson's idea to go to Northern Europe. She said she would rather freeze to death watching the Northern Lights than suffer the heat. Girls always hate the sun.

For Gin, it doesn't matter where he goes.

Anyway, he is just a stray dog ​​now, a wolf that has broken free from its chains.

He didn't want to ask why Gipson came to save him and was willing to escape with him, as if he was flattered. These were what Gipson should do.

Gin sometimes gets angry at Kipson for no apparent reason, but most of the time they maintain the same relationship as they did in the organization, or even closer.

Gibson quickly accepted it all and fell asleep soundly on his bed. The red marks on her chest and neck did not teach her a lesson. She still came to him again and again, snuggling into his arms like a kitten and calling him brother.

At this time, Gin would press her in the back seat of the car, rub her bear and ask her to continue calling him brother, not to stop, until she could no longer make any sound.

It was wrong for him to do this. Gibson was very loyal to him, as loyal as Vodka who took his place and died in the end. He was too rude to Gibson, Gin thought.

But who asked Gipson to come up to her? She could have pretended to be innocent under the protection of the FBI, and maybe she wouldn't even have to go to court. She was the one who insisted on fleeing with him, so she should have guessed that he would do this.

Gin has never been lenient towards anyone suspected of being a "traitor".

Gipson let him go time and again.

Gibson knew nothing about his struggles. She was a very open-minded person and felt much happier after the demise of the organization. She couldn't help but feel happy even when she was chased around everywhere.

Idiots, idiots everywhere.

Just leave her here.

"Well, are we there yet?" The person in the back seat woke up.

He crushed the cigarette butt with his foot, turned around and saw Gipson's face poking out from under his coat.

Gipson cut her long hair, which was now a little dry and split at the ends. Gin's hair was also cut a long time ago. It was not suitable to spend an hour to take care of her hair when she was on the run. Her white coat was thrown away in the closed clinic. She changed into black overalls and a dark blue cardigan jacket, and tied a belt. Her cheeks were thin and sallow, her cheekbones were prominent, and her eyebrows were sharp and bloody with murderous blood.

His condition is even worse than before when he was in the organization, with a face full of petty bourgeois melancholy. He looks too thin and pitiful, like a refugee.

Her beauty had diminished so much that Gin realized that beauty needs a stable life to nourish it.

Can Shuichi Akai still recognize her now? Is he still willing to take her away and give her a stable life?

Gin turned his head and started the car. The empty hatred he felt towards the cruel world emerged from nothing and then gradually subsided.

"Well, let's find a gas station to refuel and then eat something." Gin said.

*

They bought tickets for the ferry to Helsinki tomorrow, which means they will have to stay in Tallinn tonight.

After parking the car in an abandoned parking lot, the two packed up and prepared to go out for dinner and find a place to stay.

The German-style architecture makes Tallinn different from other cities. Gibson likes it very much. If he didn't remember that they were on the run, he would probably be unable to walk.

It’s too troublesome, Gin thought. During these years of escape, he almost always wanted to leave Gipson behind.

Gibson was now flipping through a travel leaflet he had picked up from a bookstore. He suddenly pointed to the silvery white island and said, "Zhen, let's go to Greenland."

Greenland, the end of the world, is the place where exiles take refuge in Norse mythology.

It really suits them both.

Gin's dissatisfaction just now was swept away, and he pointed to the sea far ahead of them, "First we have to cross that sea."

Sometimes you still need someone to talk to. Xuejian did nothing wrong, she just needs to behave herself.

Gin's good mood lasted until they finished dinner - disgusting lamb liver pate with toast, and returned to their residence, where they saw a man about the same height as him standing at the front desk.

Damn Shuichi Akai.

Gin grabbed Gipson's hand immediately and pulled her behind him, then went upstairs as if nothing had happened, using the not-so-sophisticated disguise technique that Gipson learned from Vermouth.

Shuichi Akai's eyes followed their movements, but they were both wearing makeup and looked like an elderly couple traveling to celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary or something. They even wore rings, looking perfect.

Sure enough, Akai Shuichi left with nothing.

Humph, idiot, Gin sneered in his heart.

Then he pressed Gipson against the door as soon as he entered the room, and interrogated him with narrowed eyes: "I suppose you were not the one tipping me off."

"Of course not, your brain is short-circuited." Xuejian replied.

Gin was satisfied, he knew that Gibson would not do such a thing, so he wanted to ask, which is commonly known as occupational disease.

"Pack up and let's get out of here."

I have to go back to the car and live there.

There can't be any mistakes before we cross that sea.

They left just in time, disappearing around the street corner just in time to see a group of plainclothes officers pouring into the hotel.

Where is Shuichi Akai? Let him think about it carefully.

Fortunately, they met in this alley.

Gin winked and Gibson obediently turned around and ran back to find a car.

"I didn't expect you to keep her. Didn't she betray you?"

"Gibson is mine through and through."

I feel comfortable after saying this.

She will play love games with you in the organization, just because I don’t have time.

*

Gipson drove a new stolen car to the next block, just as Gin escaped the blockage. He opened the car door, stretched out his long legs, and the two drove away.

So, if Gipson hadn't studied medicine and had stayed with him in the action group, he might have been able to squeeze out Vodka and change his code name, such as Gimlet.

There is no need for nonsense between them, they understand each other well enough.

"You are hurt."

Gipson glanced at her abdomen. She had wrapped tape around her body to stop the bleeding, but Gin still found it. "It was an accident."

"It's okay, you can't see it because of the black clothes, and there's a coat in the back seat," said Gibson.

"Ah."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to get on the ship tomorrow. They will definitely intensify the inspection." There was no disappointment in Gipson's tone.

"Then let's go to Saaremaa Island, and then transfer to Latvia. There are also ships to Sweden." Kurosawa Jin leaned back and relaxed for a rare moment.

Yuecheng Xuejian pursed her lips, revealing a hint of joy.

The temperature dropped sharply after dark, and goose bumps appeared on her arms, and the hairs on her arms stood up. She stared ahead with a stern face, not daring to relax for a moment, at the sea they had not yet crossed.

The engine of this old van made a loud noise under the heavy load, and the bumpy seats almost shook people apart.

Under such double torture, Gin's casual yet serious words floated into his ears.

"I promised to take you to Greenland, and I will do it."

Gipson calmly turned up the stereo.

Old songs from the last century were playing on the speakers, and the radio host talked about the former glory of Hollywood, mixing in a few words about his own high school days, as if everyone was reminiscing about his own golden age.

And her golden age has just arrived.