[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

The knife was indeed brought by him.

One of the five swords in the world, Sanri Yuezong is near.

In any case, the purpose of his coming this time is to take away the knife that has not been awakened by the new leader.Fusangshen, who can fight against Tsurumaru Kuninaga and affect his will, must not be left in the hands of the enemy. The reason why he escaped and even became one of the murderers in the end is to wait for such peace.

Even if humans continue to be killed, and more innocent materials are used to make new machines, as long as this long but worthless life can be maintained, he is willing to trade it.

"I remember that the one who invited was the new God Inspector." He looked at Gin in distress, but his voice was cold, "May I ask in what capacity are you here?"

He didn't seem annoyed by the sudden turn of events.

The room built by Shiro Suzuki belongs exclusively to the relatives of the Suzuki Group. It is unimaginably large, and it is more than enough to accommodate dozens of people.The huge fish tank is embedded in the wall, and through the glass, the pale golden ornamental fish are not aware of the danger at all, wandering around as usual.

The room was dark, and the weak light projected the appearance of the servant from the corridor, and the doll was sitting on the office chair.This body was rebuilt for him by Kusanagi Refining. It has no concealment features. The shriveled and emaciated body looks like an abused child. Because he is not used to the bright environment, he still chooses to cover his eyes with fluffy paper.

"Tsk."

Gin looked away impatiently, and at the same time, he also took a panoramic view of everything in the room, because the environment was dim, and it was difficult to see the stain-like traces on the priceless carpet.Presumably old man Suzuki did activate the mechanism he used to capture Kidd, but at the same time, that person would never do anything that would seriously hurt him.

For monsters, this kind of power is not enough.

"I don't remember that you guys have become so verbose, or that you are the only useless waste around that man." Qin Jiu retracted his gaze and sneered, "All you need is a knife, right? Where are the hostages?"

The servant bowed his back slightly, and the shadow turned into a half-curled state: "Although you are right, I still wanted to meet Xin Ren. His father has something to bring him."

"It doesn't matter if you throw away such boring things as last words, let that one find a suitable coffin for himself, before he dies without a whole body."

The servant looked up blankly, his eyes were blocked so that he couldn't see the emotion.

"I thought you were angry."

"..." Seemingly determined that it was meaningless to answer such things, Gin just repeated, "Where are the hostages?"

The human figure moved its joints and finally stood up from the chair. He mechanically groped for the wide tabletop and opened something.The rectangular monitor used for monitoring was removed from the ceiling and gradually turned to a position where they could all see it clearly. After a burst of glaring snowflakes, the screen displayed the monitoring screen divided into equal parts.

"They are all at Suzuki Shiro's meeting place. The human rule is to ensure that they are intact before the transaction... I have done it, except for some rebels. But, guest, you should not care about their life or death."

Gin was noncommittal.

In the picture, the red carpet was laid, but now the venue is a mess.There is a display stand in the center, and the bulletproof glass can't hide the brilliance of the red eye.The banquet is Suzuki Shiro's style, and the confrontation with Kaitou Kidd in front of everyone is more dramatic that he likes, but it is a pity that this time it is convenient for the prisoner.

The servant looked at the hostages who were suppressed in the corner, squatting down and raising their hands, "Although I offered an exchange condition, I thought only the god judge would abide by it. Their lives must not be used as a bargaining chip with you." ...It's hard to imagine that you will come to me with a knife."

"Do you want to protect him? Why don't you throw away the stumbling block that will make you weak?"

The puppet tilted its head and asked.

Gin just said softly: "There's so much nonsense."

He took out the world-renowned knife, the blade that was originally dusty because it was kept in a water tank in the country has been repaired, and it has been able to bloom a bright gray.No matter how many times, the servants can feel its peerless appearance, which is a beauty that cannot be fully described in words.

"It is indeed genuine, I can feel that annoying soul." The puppet said, reaching out to him, "Then, leave it to me."

Qin Jiu stared silently at Sankai Yue Zongjin, the puppet's arms were hanging in mid-air, and there was no sense of heavy objects at all.The silver-haired man raised the corners of his lips contemptuously, without any intention of handing over the sword to him.On the contrary, he let go of his hand silently, and the dagger, which is called a precious national treasure, fell down. When it hit the carpet and made a dull sound, the servant realized that he had directly lost his trading chips.

It was as easy as throwing away garbage, and the trembling of the slave was conveyed from his fingertips to his brain. In the end, some inexplicable emotions were mixed in his tone: "Do you know what you are doing!"

"Hmm, I like you better now, but it's just the difference between zero and negative favorability." Qin Jiu looked relaxed, "How about picking it up on your knees? Offer the spoils to your master with both hands. Oh, I Forget that it is only natural for a betrayer not to be trusted by that man."

"I have no allegiance to anyone."

Was it Yizheng who told him?

Trouble, with the help of Kusanagi, he specially stimulated the heart of the lost brother, and then donated the doomed self-destruction to the underworld, but the result was not what he wanted.

These fusangshen are also so troublesome. If they are willing to choose a relaxed lifestyle like themselves, how can they be injured or crushed again—their closeness and protection of human beings are too lofty, and the dolls can only laugh at this from the bottom of their hearts. A weary stupidity.

The slaver keenly captured that word in his database, as he recorded, the man code-named Gin extremely hated betrayal.Although for some reason, with his current personality, there is more room for relaxation, but Yuto is convinced that he and he are still the worst combination that should not be confronted.

so troublesome.

It's like being surrounded by the previous generation.

However, that false loyalty and love is nothing but self-comfort.For his own benefit, in the end he will still choose the path that can survive, even if he is in the company of the devil, it doesn't matter, after all, the disaster he caused is the act of the devil itself.The previous generation couldn't forgive him, it was a matter of course, the short time they spent was not as good as their actions.

The servant has seen many of his colleagues being destroyed, Foxnosuke who will be renewed after each use, and burning swords that are crushed in batches in the furnace.He once longed for many things, but none of them were as intense as his attachment to life, to the point where he himself had forgotten the purpose of his quest and turned it into an instinct.

Especially after seeing the present world, especially not wanting to see the letter handed over by that person, and applying to the government of time for punishment——

The puppet shook off his useless emotions, and among all the feeble rebuttals, he finally found the most suitable threat.Even he himself could hear the weakness in his tone, and he had confidence for the first time: "It is you who broke the agreement, and your lover will blame you for the casualties of more than dozens of people, so it doesn't matter? Compared with you For your existence and the mistakes you made, he will still give priority to blaming you, Gin."

"You understand it yourself, don't you?" Gin's tone rose mockingly, and he could vaguely see sympathy for stupid things in his eyes. Just because this kind of thinking is too sad, he is not even interested in reminding the other party, " As I said, those things are not enough to exchange with me on an equal footing, if it is someone like him, you may still have room to negotiate."

Click, his gun was aimed at the servant, who retreated involuntarily.

"I have only one answer, goodbye."

"Kill them! Now, kill all the hostages!"

The inorganic voice was finally controlled by fluctuations. Among the hysterical shouts, there was no sound symbolizing tearing and panic on the other side.In the stagnant silence, it seemed that someone had picked up the dropped walkie-talkie, and a familiar figure coughed lightly before slowly saying, "Excuse me, I'm the head of the enemy general. I accept it—excuse me, do you have any other orders?"

The servant turned his head and stared at Qin Jiu.His stare was one-sided, and the ferocious protruding eye sockets were covered by the paper, so Gin couldn't see it. The puppet was about to ask angrily, but saw two dejected heads poking out from behind the door.The two of them looked almost the same when they were lost, and the red and blue colors were particularly eye-catching.

"California is clear, Yamato is safe..."

His articulation contains complex emotions. The two recreated by human hands finally abandoned their creator.Compared with them, the self who has always been afraid of the Creator seems like a joke.

Qingguang Qingguang frowns: "I thought it was not good to deceive Kusanagi-kun from the beginning... Will he be angry? I finally became friends with him."

Yamato Mamoru Anding sighed in agreement: "Mr. Gin, I'm very sorry, we couldn't stop him."

The two of them backed away helplessly, and the servant's gaze involuntarily deviated, because a certain silver-white object crossed a perfect arc and hit Gin's head straight, making a sound.The man's head was slightly off by half an inch, and the silver prop was also bounced onto the blanket due to the reaction force.A stranger could be vaguely heard complaining: "That's my poker gun!"

"There's nothing wrong with borrowing it."

"There is a problem, idiot, it will be difficult to repair if it is broken again, ah, why do I always encounter such unlucky things."

"What the hell are you talking about? Thank God for not being regarded as a terrorist."

Kusanagi complained mercilessly, the Kaitou seemed to have been completely devastated by these unexpected situations and lost his fighting spirit.

The silver poker gun he used to throw lay quietly beside him, and he mourned for it for almost three seconds very conscientiously. Then he looked at Gin without saying a word. The corner moved a step.

Qin Jiu was silent for a while, then suddenly said:

"You're angry?"

"Yeah." Kusanagi nodded, "Hurry up and get rid of that nagging middle boss, and get ready to go home for dinner."