[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

He looked up and down the curved white mask, and confirmed that the guy in front of him was undoubtedly the BK-201 he had encountered in the ruined apartment.Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that the other party just happens to be wearing the clothes that are full of middle-two - but the possibility is so small that it can be ignored.He didn't tell Gin about being warned by BK-201 at the fire scene. The conversation about the contractor was limited to the movie theater.

Although he knew nothing about the existence of the contractors that were concealed by the media and the government, he could still feel the disgust of those who knew them.Contractors with abilities are just natural weapons, they will lose all feelings, even facing family members or lovers without any scruples, while brutal killers in the world still have a thin emotional existence, so they are also hired Human beings are always hostile to monsters, while monsters live in isolation and do not talk to humans too much.

He sneaked a glance at Gin from the side. The latter probably didn't have those delicate thoughts. If it was someone or something he hated, it was simply because he didn't like it.

This simple logic is the most interesting thing.

Gin slightly pressed down on the muzzle of the gun, almost pulling the trigger. B-201's face was covered by a mask, so naturally he couldn't see any emotion. His dark clothes hung down in the darkness of overlapping withered grass, almost blending with them.A light blue and white light flashed between the five fingers of the very young contractor. What Gin was concerned about was that he had no intention of moving away from the range. At this distance, even if he was hit by a body armor There is also the bitterness of broken bones.

Not to mention getting hit on the head.

Unless he has absolute confidence in his ability, or he has a reason that cannot be avoided.

A blur of purple seeped into Gin's eyes, and since the cloth was covered with mud, this deep purple could easily be seen as part of the night.He suddenly understood why the contractor in front of him appeared to use his arms to cover his back, his eyes drooped slightly: "Let the guy behind you come out."

The contractor shook his head.His condition was not very good, he was close to the end of his strength, and it was a surprise that he was discovered by Qin Jiu.After all, it is very difficult for a wounded man to bring a girl covered in blood, and it is difficult to hide it completely, not to mention that he does not know whether the other party has any connection with the young man who brought him into such a situation and held a knife—but, Shang The target person encountered in the second mission is behind Gin, and it must be difficult for them to resolve peacefully.

When killers meet killers, they must not lose momentum in terms of momentum.

Several unfriendly plans flashed across the mind of the contractor, such as simply giving it a go, or taking the guy protected by Gin as a hostage... After all, the special ability of discharge does not include the recovery speed far exceeding ordinary people, The cut wound was still aching, and he could even feel the blood-red wet shirt clinging to the surface of the skin.

"Is it the lady from before?"

The sound coming from the side and rear startled BK-201. The moment he tilted his head slightly to cover the girl, with a soft click, Gin's gun was already on his temple.The strength of the gin was not so rough, but it still clearly reminded him of the existence of weapons.

...but gin was also depressing.

No one noticed that Kusanagi sneaked up next to the girl, he looked at the half-kneeling Kusanagi reproachfully: "Don't run around."

"She's hurt."

Kusanagi blinked.

The silver-haired girl collapsed powerlessly on the back of the black-clothed youth, and the dress was mixed with dried blood and dust from the river bank, smudged into a deeper color.It can be seen that a wound cut open the girl's fair skin, even so, her expressionless face was still blank, only the light purple eyes were unconsciously staring ahead, as if she didn't even know that Kusanagi was nearby.

As a matter of fact, Kusanagi met her twice, once at the theater and once in front of a tobacco shop.

BK-201 extinguished the electric light at his fingertips. He knew that even if Kusanagi was brought down now, he would be hit, and the girl would never be saved.

In other words, he surrendered.

"Her condition is really not good, she needs to be bandaged immediately." Kusanagi raised her hand, "It will be troublesome if the cold wind continues to blow, she... this young lady can't seem to express her state normally at all."

Compared with normal people who can show others the state of "a pain somewhere" and "feeling too much blood loss", this silent type is undoubtedly more troublesome, because laymen cannot clearly judge whether the patient is still conscious , whether the senses can still function.

The silver-haired girl is like an exquisite doll without a soul.

Kusanagi spread his hands to the black-haired young man, "And you're also injured, right?"

BK-201 shook his head again, because he was unwilling to speak, it was still difficult to figure out what he meant.Kusanagi looked helplessly at Gin, who returned a disapproving look.

"It's too remote here." Qin Jiu said, "You don't need to save him."

He didn't intend to remove the weapon, Kusanagi whispered: "But it's none of her business, right?"

That said, there is nothing wrong with either of Gin's objections.The GPS of the mobile phone shows that the nearest hospital is 10 minutes away by car. I am afraid that calling for vodka at this time is too rushed.He couldn't help regretting that he dragged Gin here alone to see the stars, without even bringing Tuijiang and Autumn, and heaved a long sigh.

It was not difficult for Gin to guess what Kusanagi was thinking, he snorted displeasedly, his words were disgusted, but he was talking to BK-201, "Stand up."

The black-haired young man was surprised, but he was controlled by others and had to obey his orders.It would be useless to hide the existence of the silver-haired girl now, so he simply embraced her back and legs, and gently hugged her.The girl's body didn't tremble from pain or cold, but her indifferent appearance made his heart tighten.

Kusanagi turned on the flashlight while checking the electronic map.This abandoned bridge, which was rarely repaired and ended up like this, was originally used for traffic. There should be a small village not far away. I don’t know if anyone is willing to accept it at this time. It looks very suspicious everywhere. a group of people.He held up the light and identified that there was indeed a place name that looked like a village on the signboard. The body of the signboard had been corroded into brown, and he had to doubt its accuracy.

But I can only go and see. Although Gin has contacted Vodka, the specific time is still not optimistic. He cannot be fined or even detained for this matter, and fall into the hands of the FBI.This is already the greatest help Gin is willing to do, Kusanagi nodded gratefully to him.

BK-201 consciously walked in front, letting Kusanagi guide the direction with simple instructions, turning his head from time to time to look at the empty darkness behind him.The black-haired young man was undoubtedly relieved. The young man who hurt the girl, cut off the steel wire and the double-edged sword, making him helpless in the face of Gin's guns, seemed not to keep up.

He still remembered the other party's blood-red eyes and the color of his fingertips.

And the beauty that he has to praise even if it is an enemy, even if it is an ominous red.

BK-201 can be sure that he is not the contractor, because the other party is simply swinging the sword, and at the same time, he denies that the martial arts that can freely manipulate the blade belong to humans.There is no confusion in the young swordsman's red pupils, he only wields his sword for his own purpose, full of all the madness of sacrificing to achieve his own truth - even this madness is particularly apparent on the short black-haired swordsman Gorgeous, like a blade that should be decorated with splendor.

"Mr. BK-201? Does it hurt? You seem to be stunned, and I didn't respond to your questions."

Kusanagi waved his hand in front of him.

Perhaps due to the exhaustion and the almost numb pain from the wound, he realized in a trance that he had fallen into a daze without defense just now, and Kusanagi was supporting his precarious body worryingly.Kusanagi did not expect that his condition was not as good as it looked, frowned in distress, and repeated what had been missed: "Please wait a moment, I will ask the villagers in front... But I really did not expect that now There will be children out there."

child?

The black-haired young man raised his head, although because of the night, the sporadic houses sleeping quietly surrounded by miscanthus were particularly dead, as if they strayed into a non-existent villa.Under the eaves, there is a silver-white mist visible to the naked eye, and everything is like a scene in a painting, hazy and unreal.He looked suspiciously at the bluestone brick path that stretched and twisted into the darkness. There was no one there, let alone a child who had something to ask.

"Is it those things again?"

Gin can be seen a little outline.I don't know if it's because of staying with Kusanagi for a long time, from the distorted image at the beginning to the clear attire except for the facial features, it seems that the portraits drawn by the pen are gradually coming to life.

Kusanagi doesn't seem to have the ability to distinguish whether the opponent is a human or another race, so he treats normal-looking monsters as human beings.From Gin's point of view, there is only a blank face and a kimono, at least in terms of size, he is still a child.Kusanagi gestured to him or her, the monster nodded, stretched out his arm and pointed to a certain house, and then hurriedly ran there.

"She said that a very high-ranking person happened to come to the village." Kusanagi said, "She will ask that person for help... Well, she said that the person is very gentle, so don't worry, they have medicines that are very effective for human injuries. Drugs. Mr. BK-201, you look tired, do you need help?"

When he was close to the black-haired young man, he had heard a suppressed gasp, but it was really too forced.

The contractor didn't respond, but he didn't have the idea of ​​handing over the girl's weight to him either.Gin didn't agree with communicating with this kind of monster of unknown origin, and was always on guard against the possibility of him attacking Kusanaru.Anyone can see that he cares about the girl, but that alone is not enough to make him empathize. The proud killer looks the same as him, but in fact it is completely opposite.

Kusanagi understood, "She is very important to you, Mr. BK-201."

No denial nor affirmation.Fortunately, the distance is not too long. After entering the depths of this ancient village that should appear in the family world described by Henggou's official history, the feeling of coldness becomes obvious.Kusanagi saw the girl in kimono bowed to him, her short, supple maroon hair stuck to her ear, she opened the door of this room, folded her hands in front of her and waited politely for them to enter.

It should be rude to step into someone else's clean entrance without taking off your shoes, but no one has time to care.There are no lights in the hall, and some sounds can be heard only through the warm yellow sliding door after turning around the right-angled corridor, which proves that there are indeed characters in it.

The door was pushed open, and the light-haired boy was carrying the medicine box, his brows were full of worry, the moment he saw Kusanagi, he froze for a moment: "Excuse me, where is the injured person—Mr. Kusanagi?"

"Uh, Mr. Natsume?"

Kusanagi did not expect that the adult the girl mentioned was actually a boy who had met once, but after thinking about it, the old village that popped up suddenly and the girl in the old kimono, even if it had something to do with him Strange.

The black-haired young man put down the girl who was staring blankly at the void on the clean bed. Takashi Natsume took out bandages and medicine from the medicine box, took off her thin black coat and folded it aside.The girl in the kimono shouted "Natsume-sama", and also knelt on the girl's waist, dealing with the hideous wound with dried blood in some fear.

Gin leaned against the door, seeing that the black-clothed killer breathed a sigh of relief and his tense murderous aura no longer existed, he simply withdrew his pistol.

"Mr. BK-201." Kusanagi said seriously, "You also need to be bandaged."

He was referring to the stab wounds on the arms and legs of the black-haired young man. It was difficult to see clearly in a dark place, and the blood stains would be covered by pure blackness. However, under the light, it was easy to see the torn clothing.

The black-haired young man didn't shake his head or refuse this time. He paused and said hoarsely, "Black."

His voice seems to be familiar to Kusanagi, but it is unknown what kind of method he used. It is the same as last time. It is obviously a synthetic voice mixed with some technological products.Kusanagi didn't understand what he was saying, so he tilted his head unconsciously and asked, "Huh?"

The young man repeated again in a wonderfully deep voice:

"My name is Black. She... is Silver."

It doesn't sound like a real name, and the basis for naming it is too perfunctory.Kusanagi slandered, but the result of exchanging code names satisfied him enough.

He said, "I'm Kusanagi Kyou, ah, maybe you already know my name."