Gin is doing charity again today [Comprehensive]

The Universal Sentence Reduction Foundation has more than 300 sentence reduction projects for participants to choose from, and "Doomsday Charity" ranks in the top five of all projects and is one of the most difficult projects.

This also shows that the crime of the gin criminal is very serious, and it is impossible to suppress it without resorting to the top five killer weapons.

"Doomsday Charity" is divided into three sections: Human Edition, World Edition, and Xinghai Edition.The three are not progressive, but juxtaposed, with the same difficulty but different scope.

The world version is for human beings, and in layman's terms it means "serving the people of the world"; the world version is for all races, not only to serve people, but also to serve other groups with thinking systems, such as monsters; the Xinghai version involves stars The sea, in other words, serves the race of the entire universe.

However, cowhide blowing is like this, but it is not necessarily so complicated and difficult in actual operation.

The hardest task of the human version is no more than asking participants to sneak into the FBI headquarters alone to steal the razor of the highest officer. The hardest version of the task will not be more than asking participants to use scrap satellites to transform a weapon that can instantly kill the alien iron skin race...

"...Farewell." Qin Jiu smiled slightly, picked up the beret on the bed, and was about to go out.

The smiling face of No. 97 collapsed for a second: "Don't do that! I'm talking about the upper limit of task difficulty, not the standard difficulty! Not even the average difficulty! We'll talk about it when you come back!"

Qin Jiu stopped in his tracks, and when he turned around, he raised the hem of his clothes handsomely: "...it's okay to be reliable?"

With a long sigh, No. 97 covered his face for a moment, and took steps as if he wanted to walk in front of him, but he tripped over something just as he took the first step, and fell face down with a solid "baji". Gin seemed to feel pain for her.

Under his expressionless gaze, No. 97 got up quickly and calmly, and covered the involuntary twitching of his face with the corners of his raised mouth—it might be painful.

"Anyway, it's hard to explain. You'll understand when you get the mission." With her chest straightened out, she continued with a smile on her face, "I've connected your mobile phone to the database of the Foundation Headquarters, and the future missions and missions will be completed." The reduced penalty will be sent to you in the form of SMS, pay attention to check it. In addition, if you encounter something that you cannot solve during the task, that is, the situation of 'over-class', you can ask for help from your superiors. The method of asking for help is already stored in your SMS Inbox, please check as soon as possible."

Generally speaking, it's time for No. 97 to bid farewell at this point, and she thought so too.However, before she could open her mouth, Qin Jiu raised a terrible question first——

"If the tasks you released are all related to extraordinary power tonight, shouldn't you give me some technical support?"

Reflex No. 97: "Technical support? How much firepower?"

"..." Qin Jiu suddenly understood Akai Xiuyi's silence on the phone just now, took a deep breath, and explained patiently: "I'm talking about technical support in the true sense, otherwise how would you let me, a mere mortal, deal with the A creature of extraordinary strength?"

"...Oh, yes, I forgot that."

No. 97 scratched her head in embarrassment, and accidentally stuck the piece of paper that stuck to her hand when she fell down into her hair, so a small word "stupid" fluttered slightly on her temples. Gin looked at it for a long time, thinking I don't know how to remind her tactfully.

At this time, No. 97, who knew nothing about the "stupid" in his hair, was groping for all the pockets on his body, and finally took out a string of bells—strings on red strings, which people used to give to their children as pawns. The kind of amulet, with a swing of the arm, it directly shattered the void and flew towards Gin, who was almost dumbfounded.

He narrowly caught the bell that was hanging on his face. Before he knew its purpose, he saw it turned into a red light and put it on his wrist. The white skin unique to Westerners made it bright and bright , flowing with mysterious brilliance.

"This is called 'Xuanshu Bell', a mass-produced amulet of high-dimensional universe. Its power is average, but it is enough for you." No. 97 scratched his head again, and pulled the piece of paper with the word "stupid" on his back collar. She was stuck, but she still didn't notice it, and explained to herself: "You wear this, and when you encounter a life-or-death crisis, you will silently read my number in your heart——No. 97, which is pre-stored in the database by our foundation president. A piece of power will automatically descend across the latitude, and then you can choose to use it to attack or defend, it is very convenient, you can try it and see if it works.”

Gin made no secret of his disgust for the shape of the string of bells, flicked his wrist uncomfortably and made a series of tinkling sounds, barely persuading himself to accept that this was at least half a magic weapon, and then silently recited the number "97" in his heart.

The final sound of the word "number" was still brewing, and a beam of magnificent golden light suddenly descended from the void. The runes flashed among the light, and the colors were vivid, pure and domineering, instantly suppressing all the surrounding light sources to be incomparably dim.

Gin can feel that it contains extremely majestic power. Once it erupts unrestrainedly, it will definitely not be a problem to blow up the entire Tokyo Tower.

... If there is no image No. 97 with a mysterious smile in the light, who blurted out the sentence "Explosion. Explosion is art, if one explosion is not enough, then another explosion", he should like this trick very much.

Looking at the gradually fading image, Ginhand trembled a little: "Will this image appear every time I activate this thing?"

"Yeah, it's reasonable not to forget the well digger when drinking water, isn't it?" No. 97 shrugged her shoulders as a matter of course, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

Qin Jiu sighed deeply, stared at the bell for a while, and resolutely decided not to use this trick if he would not encounter a fatal situation in the future!

——It's too embarrassing.

"Then, this is the end of your VIP commentary service." Leng Bing returned to a serious look, No. 97 bowed thirty degrees with a sweet smile, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the whole person turned into a flying light spot and slowly dissipated in the air. Only a lingering wish was left: "I wish you all the best."

Gin looked indifferent - there was a feeling of just coming out of the tiger's mouth, and like a wolf's den.

Forget it, the more he thinks about it, the more tired he gets, he'd better smoke a cigarette to calm down first.

……

Regardless of whether No. 97 is reliable or not, the best benefit that the so-called Universal Sentence Reduction Foundation provided to Gin was to hide his whereabouts when he was carrying out the mission of "Doomsday Charity".

This kind of concealment is all-round, which means that before he completes the task, even if he ran to Akai Shuichi desperately to brush his presence, Akai Shuichi may have suffered serious eye injuries before or at that time and was half-blind. There is no distinction between humans and animals beyond one meter, so that he escaped unharmed.

——Mysterious power from the high-dimensional universe, Xuan of metaphysics.

After leaving on the 97th, Gin carefully read the "Cosmic Sentence Reduction Foundation Notes" in the inbox, especially remembering the part of "asking for help from the superior", after all, it is a life-threatening thing, and he is now What I want most is to live well, and I can't care less.

Regrettably, when he memorized the "Precautions" thoroughly, was mentally prepared to arm the end of every blood vessel in his heart, and was gearing up for the difficult task, there was no movement on the phone. That is to say, the Foundation currently does not give him Post tasks.

As if punched into cotton, Gin felt a faint sense of powerlessness: Those aliens... well, they are the staff of the high-dimensional universe, why are they so unreasonable?

In order to pass the boring time, he went back to the warehouse and brought his treasured guns back to the hotel. While wiping them clean and maintaining them properly, he waited for the mission of the foundation.

Here, Gin was idly staying in the hotel wiping, gun, and playing. On the other hand, Conan, Amuro Toru, and Akai Shuichi looked at the storage device downstairs and almost turned their heads.

The data stored in the device adopts the highest level encryption method of the organization in black. Even Hideo Akai, who has been an undercover agent in the organization for a while, is at a loss when he looks at it. He can only confirm that this device was specially handed over by someone They convey some important information.

Combined with the bizarre explosion of an antique Porsche model vehicle that has been raging a few days ago, they have every reason to suspect that the owner of this device is Gin, and the device may contain what they dream of - the secrets of the organization.

In the basement of Dr. Ali’s house, three youths from different backgrounds but with the same goal—a fake boy and real boy mixed in among them—huddled together in front of a computer, staring at the screen without blinking. data flow, for fear of missing a little bit of valuable information.

Toru Amuro tapped the keyboard with ten fingers, dexterous as a butterfly, but so fast that afterimages could be faintly seen, chasing the ever-changing ciphertext, sweating profusely in a race against time.

Conan and Akai Shuichi breathed lightly, trying not to let any external factors disturb his thoughts.This ciphertext is very important to the FBI and Japanese public security, and they must decipher it anyway.

After working so hard for a while, Toru Amuro suddenly let out a long breath, and his tense back suddenly relaxed. At the same time, the disordered symbols on the screen were rearranged, automatically parsed into two files, and appeared quietly. on the desktop.

The first file name: special learning materials for postgraduate entrance examination.

The second file name: three men and one woman walking together to record things.

Conan, Toru Amuro, Shuichi Akai: "..."

"...What did you analyze?" Conan pushed the glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose, the black line almost hanging from his forehead to the instep of his feet.

Toru Amuro wiped off his sweat, and when he saw those two weird file names, the corners of his mouth twitched: "This is just part of it...Maybe I have analyzed the useless information he used to cover up his secrets."

Akai Shuichi "..." for a while, inexplicably recalling the phone call Gin had made to him the day before yesterday, with a thought, he clicked on two files: "I don't think so. The reason why Gin left a confidential file and encrypted it, The purpose is to buy time for himself to leave, after all, he has already betrayed the black organization. These two names should also be a means for him to confuse our sight."

Speaking of the phrase "betray the black organization", the three of them looked at each other with subtle expressions, especially Shuichi Akai.

During the time he was lurking in the organization, apart from Miyano Akemi, who made him regret until now, what impressed him most was Gin's loyalty to the organization.It can be said that even the organization's second-in-command Belmode, who is currently on the bright side, does not have his almost fanatical loyalty.Belmode will still be moved by Kudo Shinichi and Mori Ran, but he seems to have nothing in his heart, even Belmode or Miyano Shiho who had an affair with him.

So Akai Hideichi really can't imagine what the organization did to Gin to make him so disappointed that he defected, and even handed over confidential information to them to severely damage the organization.

Of course Shuichi Akai didn't know, and even if he was as smart as Conan, he would never guess that they were the last straw that caused Gin's rebellion, and at the same time, they would not have thought about what kind of life Gin had lived before.

The organization that makes them fearful is actually full of all kinds of traitors, traitors, pig teammates, and Gin. Gin is a brick of the organization, and it needs to be moved wherever it needs to be.But Brick will also be tiring. When his efforts are ignored again and again, and his hard work is wasted time and time again, no amount of loyalty will be wiped out.

Gin Jiu is a cruel person, if even the loyalty that keeps him and the organization gone, then what else can the organization keep him?

It's a pity that these three things, who are as clever as monsters in their respective fields of expertise, would never have imagined or understood them.

The file was opened smoothly, and it was not double-encrypted with multiple ciphertexts as Toru Amuro was worried about. Under Doubi's name, what appeared was piles of blood-stained, shocking criminal records.

Cruel human experiments, bloody violence expansion, daring arms smuggling and smuggling...

The more the three of them looked, the colder they were all over, and a cluster of flames called anger ignited in their hearts.Each of these records alone is enough to put the perpetrators in jail, and this is only a small part of what Amuro deciphered.

The mysterious organization shrouded in mist finally revealed a corner of its true face to them, but its true face was ten times more terrifying than they imagined, representing a deeper darkness.

After holding back their anger and reading the two documents, they both let out a long sigh of relief.

"Amuro, you continue to decipher the rest of the documents." Akai Hideo kept getting up, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and planned to check the time, but unexpectedly received a reply letter from him asking others to check something, and the words turned around Wan, "I'm going to find someone."

"Who?" Toru Amuro typed on the keyboard with one hand, and asked while holding a water glass with the other, and took a sip of water after asking.

"Gin."

"Pfft—" The saliva immediately fed the computer.

……

In the hotel, Gin wiped his favorite gun, the Bo Latta M92F, loaded it with a full magazine, turned it casually, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He's been a villain for a long time, and he's still not used to not having a handy weapon on his body.

Just as he was thinking, the moment he put away the tools on the table, the phone beside him vibrated cheerfully.It was a very violent vibration, even the whole table was buzzing, the kind that could make your hands numb when you put it on.

For some reason, although Gin didn't look at his phone, he was quite sure that the vibration had something to do with the Universal Sentence Reduction Foundation.

Sure enough, as soon as the lock screen was swiped open, a message from the sender "President Yu Suki" popped up.

Yusaki: Abbreviation of the Universal Sentence Reduction Foundation, and also the name of its president.

Bases... I also have amino acids.

Silently complaining in his heart, Gin clicked on the message, and a few bold and black sentences slid across the screen slowly like a bullet screen at the speed of a turtle crawling.

Human version of the mission: Your nemesis needs you.

Specific requirements:

1. Rescue your old enemy Shuichi Akai from the runaway King Penguin.

2. Rescue the innocent King Penguin from the gun of the furious nemesis Mr.

3. Give the bewildered Mr. Enemy a reasonable explanation, including but not limited to the reason why the Penguin King went berserk, why you appear here.

Gin: "..."

How did they get involved?

So what did King Penguin do wrong?