Gin's Tired Career

"Failed?"

"Failed?!"

Compared with Gin's flat reaction, Belmode's exclamation was more in line with Zemo's mood.He stood in front of the instrument with a dark face, slapped the metal shell of the instrument twice, and became furious.

Zemo was walking around in the laboratory, with his hands behind his back, wandering around the room irritably, "What went wrong?" He filtered through his mind bit by bit what he had done after going back to the past , "Which step went wrong?"

Belmode speculated and asked, "Maybe it's because the time is too short?"

Researcher Irie pushed his glasses and interjected, "Maybe it's because of your identity?"

Zemo suddenly turned his head to look at him, "My identity...?! Make it clear!"

"Uh..." Researcher Irie seemed taken aback by his sudden attention, lowered his head, and a cold light flashed on the lens of his eyes.He raised his head and said cautiously: "It's not like there's always been a saying that the past self can't see the future self, two selves can't meet each other..."

Gin looked on coldly, thinking that Masaichi Irie's ability to undercover in Milfiore for so many years might have something to do with heredity.

Zemo asked suspiciously with a gloomy face: "But I saw my past self, didn't I come back safely?"

Researcher Irie speculated: "Maybe it's because there are two you existing in that time and space at the same time, so it becomes a parallel time and space?"

Zemo would be frowning now if he didn't wear the gay purple headgear, Belmode speculated based on past experience.

After a while, Zemo reluctantly asked: "How can this problem be solved?"

Researcher Irie was flattered and said: "Maybe, maybe... just find someone who didn't exist in that time and space... that's enough."

Zemo pondered for a moment, then looked at Gin, "Kurosawa..."

Gin frowned, and said knowingly: "I'm not familiar with that period of history."

"It's okay!" Zemo said broadly, "I will tell you every important time point, and you can still ask me in that time and space for help."

Belmode suddenly asked: "The boss of that time and space..." She looked at Zemo curiously.

Zemo thought for a while and said, "I don't know where Wynyard is at this point in time, maybe some Hydra base?"

Zemo looked at Irie, "When will the second time travel be possible?"

Irie walked to the central console, pressed a few keys, and replied: "The machine needs to be adjusted, and it will be ready tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Zemo walked over and saw the time marked on the panel of the central console—four o'clock in the morning, "Then come back tomorrow morning. Heisawa, you can stay here today."

"Ah." Qin Jiu nodded indifferently.

Belmode smiled, "Let me arrange it, Your Excellency Zemo."

Zemo looked at the two of them ambiguously, "Then you can arrange it."

After Belmode left, Zemo said to Gin: "Heisawa, she is crazy about you."

Gin said indifferently: "Sharon just likes to fuck."

Zemo disapproved: "She didn't flirt with anyone."

Gin sneered, she was teasing everyone in Hydra, can you agree?You are not the boss.Sharon is the most wise and safe person, and of course she will not challenge your bottom line casually.

Zemo looked at Gin and didn't say anything, just a few jokes about his subordinate's emotional problems, he was too lazy to intervene.

"Let's go." Zemo said and walked out the door.

Qin Jiu hesitated, and said to him: "I'll wait for her here."

Don't you really care about that?Zemo said meaningfully: "Then you wait slowly, don't worry."

Gin watched Zemo walk out of the laboratory, the laboratory door closed behind him, and there were only two people left in the room.

The sound of gin echoed in the empty laboratory, "Zemo's failure was really due to the reason you said?"

"I can only say it's possible." Irie stood in front of the central console, looked at the gin, and his face showed the rigorous thinking of the researcher, "It may also be because of Novikov's self-consistency principle."

Gin slightly frowned, "What does that mean?"

"If a time traveler tries to go back in time to change history, either he will be unable to change the occurrence of this event due to various mistakes, or he thinks he has changed this event but because of what he did, it will lead to This happened." Irie said helplessly, "This is the self-consistency of time and space, that is, the self-correction of history."

"Hmm." Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and soon found a solution.

He thought to himself: When he finds that person, give him a shot of serum, freeze it, and then thaw him after returning from time travel.In this way, what has happened will not change, and will not be corrected by the self-consistency of time.

The door of the laboratory opened again, and Belmode came slowly, "Come on, Gin, I will take you to a place to rest."

Gin turned around and left with her.

Irie stared at the direction they left in silently for a while, sighed, let's continue, and put his attention back on the time machine.

Belmode and Gin walked in the corridor made of cold metal, and their figures were faintly reflected on the smooth metal wall.Neither of the two of them spoke, and the silent one walked to the destination all the way.

Belmode stopped first, turned around and pressed his hand on the metal wall, a red light swept across her palm.A metal door in front of him swung open, revealing the lounge inside.

"Your palm prints have also been entered, but it's better not to come in and out at will." Belmode watched Gin enter the room generously, turned around to close the door, and said pretending to be wronged, "I'm not invited in. ?"

Gin and her stared at each other for a while, then took half a step back impatiently, and let her in.

Belmode turned her back to close the door, she blinked, smiled at Gin and said, "If Rye knew that you let me in so easily, what expression would he have?"

Qin Jiu sneered, "Say something quickly!"

Belmode fell silent, walked into the room without a sound, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet with ease, and took two glass goblets from the table next to him.

Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this your room?"

"Yes!" Belmode put the wine and the cup on the glass tea table, sat on the sofa next to him, lit a cigarette for himself, and said jokingly, "It's just one night, you are still afraid that I will attack you at night ?"

Gin comes with a warning, "Sharon!"

Belmode opened the red wine and filled two glasses, "I just want to be safe. It's almost the end, and I don't want to make any mistakes." She handed one of the glasses to Gin, "Don't worry, the bed is yours alone Damn, I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway."

Gin took the glass and tasted it slowly.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts under the moonlight.

People are not drunk when they are not drunk, Belmode asked with misty eyes: "Gin, will people like us really get out of the dark one day?"

Qin Jiu looked at her and asked, "Where is there no darkness?"

"...You're right." Belmode smiled sadly, she sighed, the water color in her eyes flashed away, and then returned to her usual look, "What about you? I heard that you have been in a bad mood before No, got into an argument with Rye?"

Qin Jiu snorted, leaned back on the sofa, and frowned.

Belmode smiled happily, "Is it really a quarrel?" She asked, "Why? I thought you would break up when you returned to Hydra, but I didn't expect you to be able to persist until today." Her There was an inexplicable meaning in his expression, "Why...there was a fight at the end...?"

Gin looked at Belmode, his dark green eyes devoured all the light in the darkness, he said as if promising something, "We will not break up."

Belmode smiled innocently: "I was just talking about quarreling, but I didn't mention breaking up." She covered her mouth and blinked in surprise, "Has the trouble reached the point of breaking up?"

Gin glared at her, "Sharon!"

Seeing how Gin was about to lose his temper, Belmode changed the topic and said seriously, "Of course I know you won't break up." She rested her chin on one hand, and shook the red wine glass in her other hand, "Should Said, as long as you still love him, you will not break up, right?"

Gin took out a cigarette case from his pocket, popped out a cigarette and squeezed it in his hand, then took out a match to light the cigarette, and asked angrily, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Nothing." Belmode watched the white mist of the cigarette rise slowly, and smiled wryly, "I just feel that there is a place to go back, and I am a little envious!"

Gin looked at her quietly for a while, and asked flatly, "After the end, do you want to go back to Japan or America?"

Belmode was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "If you go back to the United States, your love..." Seeing Gin's eyes, she tactfully changed her address, "Akai Shuichi won't let me go." She She blinked aggrievedly, "And I don't even know which side you'll be on."

Gin made a conclusion, "You want to go back to Japan."

"Thinking of it this way, it seems dangerous to go back to Japan..." The smile on Belmode's face gradually faded under Gin's determined eyes, "I don't want to stay in the United States, I'm fed up with playing someone else .”

Gin nodded, drank the wine in the glass, and put the empty glass on the table.He stood up and walked to the bedroom, "I will send you back to Japan after everything is over."

Early the next morning, the three of them voluntarily and consciously ran to the laboratory to gather.

The blue and black eyes of Irie proved that he hadn't slept all night. He looked at the three people and asked Zemo for instructions, "Shall we start now, Your Excellency?"

Zemo nodded, "Go!"

Gin lay down in the instrument, frowned uncomfortably, closed his eyes and waited for the instrument to function.

After about 5 minutes, Gin suddenly felt the cold wind whistling past him, and then the hardened ground beneath him.He opened his eyes, stood up, and looked around.

Because he has no identity at this time, for the sake of safety, Irie set the arrival location to a neutral zone where there are no people.

Qin Jiu looked at the dark group of people in front of him, and bumped into someone who was being hunted down, it must have been an accident.He took out the Boleta from his bosom irritably. There should be only this way out, so all the people blocking the way should be cleared away.

The gunshot rang out, and the person being chased suddenly raised his head and followed the sound.

The golden sunlight was covered by a tall figure behind him, casting a hazy halo on the black figure.

He opened his mouth wide, thinking in a daze: It turns out that Death's hair is not black.