Gin, he ran away with Mr.

"The weather is so nice today~"

Akira Kurosawa stirred the cup gently with a small spoon, leisurely sipping the mellow coffee.

In the afternoon after the rain, the sun was shining brightly.

There was pleasant light music playing on the radio in the coffee house, and he sat on the seat by the window, letting the warm sunshine shine on his body, enjoying the rare afternoon tea time.

Everything is so comfortable, leisurely and unremarkable.

Of course...it would be nice if he could ignore the few people who were eating snacks.

"Hahaha, Xiaolan, the cakes in this tea restaurant are really good! It's delicious!"

"Dad...you should keep your voice down! And this is a coffee house, not a tea restaurant..."

Conan, who was sitting on the far side, silently held up a fork and ate the beautifully decorated cake in front of him, his eyes full of helplessness.

Akira Kurosawa glanced at the few people beside him, embarrassingly just wanted to cover his face and pretend he didn't know them.

Why did he run into this death trio with their own crimes when he just went out for a cup of coffee?

"what!"

Akira Kurosawa was complaining frantically in his heart when he heard a scream from a corner not far away.

Oh, he didn't even finish complaining about it when the case came.What should he say?How angry, the leisurely afternoon tea time is wasted in vain!

Kurosawa put down his cup with a sad face, and saw Conan and Mori Kogoro stand up and rush to the scene of the crime.

Ok?

Suddenly, he was keenly aware of a hidden line of sight staring at him.

Is it the person who was eyeing him?Has the identity been exposed?

He narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

This coffee shop is located on a commercial street in Tokyo, surrounded by many buildings of different heights and sizes.It is not impossible if someone is hiding in the dark of a building and staring at this place.

It was the afternoon of the holiday, and there was only a lot of traffic outside the window. If you wanted to cause some disturbance at this time, it would be easy to get out.

He scanned the surrounding places where the other party could hide, but found nothing suspicious.

Huh, that sense of peeping is gone?

Just as he was about to walk out of the coffee shop to check further in doubt, a siren sounded outside the door.He was at the scene of the crime and had to be stopped to make a record.

It's all Conan's fault!

Conan, who was resting his chin on the side and immersed himself in reasoning, suddenly sneezed, and when he looked up again, he happened to meet Kurosawa's emotionless light brown eyes, so he trembled in shock.

On the other side, Gin, who was on the roof of a certain building, was still holding a sniper gun in his hand, hiding behind a cover with his back turned.

Mr. just found him!

He poked his head out vigilantly again, watching the small coffee shop, only to see that Akira Kurosawa was no longer sitting by the window.

Seven hundred yards, his limit.

Although he is an all-round killer, after all, he usually takes ordinary assassination or trading tasks, and his sniping ability is not as good as Rye... Oh, I almost forgot that he is an undercover agent, his identity was exposed early I ran away, and it seemed that it was called Akai Shuichi...

Looking at the target task who was originally sitting by the other window lying upright on the ground, it seemed that it could no longer be colder.

Although relying on his body's strong resilience, the wound basically did not hinder his movement, but those close-up assassination missions still had to be postponed.So he only picked some long-range sniper missions.

Hey, did someone attack you one step earlier...Although I accidentally saw Mr. here, but it seems that he is not very happy to see him.

Without hesitation, Gin quickly got up and packed up his equipment, ready to rush to the next target.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moment he just got up, several obvious craters appeared in the position where he was lying down. He quickly dodged to the side and hid behind another shelter.

what is this?The praying mantis catches the cicada, but is the oriole behind?

He squeezed the gun hidden in his arms and quickly loaded the bullet.

Who exactly?An enemy organization, an intelligence agency, or the person who planned to besiege him last time?

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of bullets passed by his side, even though he kept adjusting his hiding place, he was almost hit!

A few new scratches were added to the arm, and there were bursts of stinging pain as if it had been burned.

Gin frowned, and clenched the gun in his hand again.

It's the left hand again!Old wounds have not healed and new wounds have been added!

It seems that they are in the same group as those guys last time!

While dodging nimbly, Gin walked through the shelters served by the sundries on the roof, while quickly thinking about the countermeasures in his mind.

Wind direction, terrain, shelter...

Then judge the opponent's position based on the crater left on the ground and the sound of the bullet breaking through the air when the opponent shoots...

found it!At three o'clock!Nearly seven hundred yards!

He stared blankly, and immediately raised his gun to shoot.

"Bah ah!"

The opponent was obviously skilled, and escaped two bullets in the three unexpected shots.

Very good, hurry up and evacuate this place!

The black windbreaker was raised in mid-air, and soon there were several bullet holes. Looking at the figure at the exit of the roof, Gin had already evacuated.

"Damn! Let's keep chasing!"

Wearing a black suit, Manhattan held a portable telescope and angrily punched the wall beside him.

"Mojito, what rubbish level are you! You can't hit this distance?"

The woman in a black dress named Mojito glanced at him coldly, as if she was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, she clutched her injured arm, dropped all the guns and left.

"Hey!"

Manhattan's face turned hideous for a moment, and the gun in his other hand aimed at the back of Mojito's head immediately.

"Sake said that you must kill Gin to complete the mission."

His tone was harsh, and he stared darkly at Mojito.

"I'm only in charge of sniping." Mojito didn't even look back, and she left the place when the cold voice sounded.

Damn woman!

"Keep chasing!" Manhattan ordered with the communication headset attached to his ear.

In the deserted alley, a lot of blood dripped from a puddle on the ground after it rained.

Gin isn't really doing well right now.

His left hand was injured again, and he was trembling even when holding the gun.

Because it was a long-range mission, the guns on his body were basically sniper models, not suitable for close combat.

And because of the shortage of manpower, Vodka, who has been acting with him, also went to other tasks alone.

Terrible!

His physical strength dropped significantly, and his body gradually became heavy.

Strange, his physical fitness was pretty good before, is it because the old injuries on his body haven't healed yet?

With a slightly drowsy mind, he staggered a step, almost exposing himself to the enemy.

"Bang bang bang!"

The enemy is still shooting non-stop, it seems that they are determined to get rid of him!How many people were sent this time?Two, or three?Anyway, they are all elites, and they seem to be world-class top killers who do not belong to the organization!

His calf hurt, and he seemed to be severely scratched by the bullet again. He couldn't help but fall forward, taking advantage of the momentum to half-roll on the ground, avoiding another round of shooting.

Damn it!There is no end!

The black windbreaker on his body has long been discarded, and the black underwear and trousers are covered with muddy water and sand.

I can't hold it any longer...

His vision began to blur, and the inexplicable irritability gushing out of his chest made him almost full of flaws now.

"Bang bang bang!"

With three sharp gunshots, the world fell silent.

Qin Jiu looked back in astonishment at the young man who appeared behind him with a gun firmly in his hand.

The boy looked calm.

"Hey, don't you know you have a fever?" the boy said.

"Sir...is that you?"

Gin leaned weakly against the wall beside him, staring blankly at Akira Kurosawa, not even noticing that the hat on his head had slipped down his long golden hair.

"You should take a mirror and look at your face. Gin, who is known as the number one killer of the organization, also looks so embarrassed." He chuckled, picked up the hat, and put it back on Gin's head.

After wiping his face with gin, he felt the heat from the palm of his hand was scalding hot, his hair and clothes were still stained with muddy water on the ground, dripping wetly, it was very uncomfortable.

Does he have a fever?

When did this happen?

Maybe it's because of the unhealed serious injury and busy work.

Akira Kurosawa raised the gun in his hand, sighed silently, "Really, this is the first time I have killed someone...... Well, although this body has already experienced countless lives and deaths. ..... After all, I was once an outstanding five-good youth...the corpses of those guys should also be processed...otherwise it will be troublesome..."

What exactly Akira Kurosawa said, Gin could no longer hear clearly.

He just looked at the young man in front of him silently, that figure seemed to gradually overlap with the man in his memory who always put on an unscrupulous expression.

gentlemen......

The boy seemed to have said enough and pulled him up.

"Hey, do you want to go home with me?" The boy said with his hazel eyes fixed on him.

"Hey, little guy, do you want to go home with me?" The man's hazel eyes were full of his reflection, he once said so.

"......it is good."

Qin Jiu suddenly laughed, and his eyes, which were always full of sternness, softened.Always with a straight face, he smiled in front of outsiders for the first time.

I will go with you.

And in this life, I will only be loyal to you.

"Crackling!"

Gin was once again covered with bandages, put on a piece of loose home clothes and sat on the balcony on the second floor, watching his blood-stained clothes being gradually devoured by the fire.

Borrowing the bathroom in Akira Kurosawa's house, he finally washed off the mud and rain from his body.

I have to say that Gin's physical fitness is indeed very good. After drinking the antipyretics, the fever has subsided.

"Have a cup of ginger tea."

Akira Kurosawa appeared from behind and handed a cup of ginger tea.

The gin silently took it and finished it.

"Really, what about your killer professionalism! Do you drink what others give you without testing for poison?"

Akira Kurosawa looked at the other party's silent look, and even wondered if the other party's brain was burned out by a high fever, is it stupid?

"You gave..."

"Stop, stop!" Kurosawa retorted angrily, "I told you, I lost my memory. I'm not the gentleman you mentioned now, understand?"

Gin Jiu had an expression of "You are clearly Mr. Why do you say you are not", and pressed the brim of his hat in doubt.

Akira Kurosawa really wanted to reach out to see if his forehead was still feverish!

big brother!Don't show such a weird expression on your perennially ruthless face, okay?It's scary in the middle of the night!

"What are you going to do next? I'm not a shelter here."

Akira Kurosawa brought out a wine glass out of nowhere, and the clear smell of wine should be some kind of rare gin.

He took a sip, and the familiar taste emerged between his lips and teeth.

"do not know."

His voice was a little hoarse, but it all revealed the fragility of this usually powerful man.

The organization should not be able to go back now, the chaos in the Japanese branch is beyond the control of the headquarters.It seems that Rum also encountered some difficulties.

Gin subconsciously wanted to take out the cigarettes from his pocket, but after groping for nothing, he realized that he was only wearing home clothes. The black windbreaker had long been thrown on the roof by him as a bait, and his clothes were still in the flames in front of him. combustion.

"Well, I don't know..."

Akira Kurosawa looked at the gin in front of him, his high fever had just subsided, and his face was still a little flushed.A black top hat held down her long, blond hair that had been washed, dry and smooth.There was a calm look in those sharp dark green eyes.

He obviously said he didn't know, but he already had the answer in his heart.

but......

Kurosawa aimed his gun at Gin again.

There was no emotion in those cold eyes.

"I'm not so kind to take in an internationally famous wanted criminal. If you want to stay here, you have to show the value I can see."

Although his own true identity has long been more dangerous than an internationally wanted criminal...

"clear."

Gin didn't dodge, and let the muzzle of the gun rest on his forehead without moving.

"You can continue to work for the organization, but you have to be clear, your real boss is only me."

"clear."

"Hey, are you so talkative?" Akira Kurosawa looked at the man in front of him in surprise, "What about your usual ruthlessness? What about your swearing allegiance to the organization?"

"..."

Feeling the muzzle on his forehead being removed, Gin looked up at the boy standing in front of him.

"Because you are sir." So I can leave everything to you with confidence...

Although I don't understand why my husband wants me to be an undercover agent in my organization, but he only needs to be loyal to his husband.

"Oh, I told you I'm not..." Akira Kurosawa put away the gun depressedly, and turned to enter the house.

"I'm sleeping, you can do whatever you want."

Gin looked at Kurosawa's back silently, picked up the remaining gin in the glass in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Gin...wine."

Sure enough, it is familiar, the taste in the small bottle in memory.

The author has something to say:

Kurosawa: If you can meet the Death Trio at tea time, then you will be lucky to pick up a fever gin.

Gin: ...There is no cause and effect.

Akira Kurosawa: [The cold muzzle of the gun is aimed at Gin for the Nth time]

Gin: What Mr. said is right!

Vodka: Hey, big brother, do you still remember me!Why did you run away!Your job hasn't...

Gin: Who has to do so much work! 【fall】

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