Don't get in the way of my marriage

"I'm so hungry, hello, do you guys want supper?"

Koizumi group, outside the material warehouse, Murata asked several other people after a busy day.

"Hand-Pulled Noodle."

"Meat skewers."

"beef rice."

"Give me a unified answer before answering, brats."

Murata, who is regarded as an elder here in terms of age and seniority, scolded with a smile. Even so, he took out his phone to order separately.

If you want to say who is the most popular in the Koizumi group other than the boss, it must be Uncle Murata who has witnessed the history of the Koizumi group.

Hearing the conversation of several people clearly, Yuan lay on the roof of the warehouse and poked the gin beside him.

"How about we wait for their supper to come?"

It's not that he wants to eat it himself, it's mainly because he is afraid that vodka will be hungry, it should be easy to get hungry for such a big guy.

After living with Ranbu for so long, Yuan, who has already formed the habit of eating on time, thought so.

Gin: "..."

Gin didn't want to talk, and directly used the "flash/bomb" attack downstairs.

"The person in charge will leave it to you."

After leaving such a sentence, Gin turned over and jumped down, cutting off the connection with the outside world before the alarm/alarm was sounded.

Yuan sighed helplessly, and immediately jumped down.

"Sorry sorry to disturb your work, we will leave soon."

Stepping on the shoulder of a man named Murata made him unable to stand up and raise his head, Minamoto said kindly, "Yesterday you harvested a lot of good things, right?"

While speaking, Yuan took down the list of goods hanging on the wall, and flipped through the pages one by one.

"You...you are..."

Suppressing the severe tearing pain from his shoulder, Murata struggled to turn around to see who dared to go straight to Koizumi's group.

But how could Yuan let him do what he wanted.

"It seems that you are unwilling to cooperate with us."

The weight on his shoulders was suddenly removed, and before Murata seized the opportunity to stand up, there was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and he fell back softly to the ground again.

Kicking the loyal family dog ​​unconscious, Yuan directly sat in the man's small office. The computer interface still displayed the information input status, and now even the steps of deciphering the password were saved.

I scanned the latest entered data at a glance, but unfortunately there was no description that met the requirements.

Sitting on a sliding swivel chair, Yuan kicked his feet and sent the chair out of the small office together with himself. He made a gesture of spreading his hands to Gin who was looking at him not far away, expressing that he got nothing.

I don't know if it's because the sky is too dark, Yuan always feels that Gin's face seems to be a little darker again.

Watching Gin throw several members of the Koizumi group who did not know their lives into the warehouse, Yuan slid the swivel chair forward.

There was an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

"You want to make here..."

Gin: "Fried/dead."

After he finished speaking, there was still that terrific smile on his face that was specially designed to scare the crying children next door.

"You are really ruthless."

Taking a deep look at Qin Jiu, Yuan got up from the swivel chair and walked out, "Maybe we can give newcomers a special case for the first mission."

He doesn't want to participate in this kind of large-scale "fireworks" exclusive to the villain.

It stands to reason that at this time, Gin should point a gun at Yuan, and ask him to send these people to hell himself.

But Gin didn't do that.

He sneered.

Sure enough, wolves born in greenhouses are worse than stray dogs.

In his opinion, Yuan has the potential to become another him, but it is a pity that he has gone the wrong way, and even if he is back on track now, the personality formed before is hard to change.

Stupid kindness and cowardice are never things that people like them should expect.

Gin, who had too much brain, thought of it this way.

Dragging the last person into the warehouse, Gin ignited the fuse without changing his face.

After quickly leaving the dangerous area, the soaring flames lit up behind him, and deafening roars followed one after another.

"The next one is the Yamashita group."

Genmi Gin, who was waiting outside, came out and said, "The movement here is enough to ring the alarm bells for the people around."

So can you keep a low profile?

After thinking about it carefully, Yuan still didn't say this directly.

"If the prey waits obediently for the hunter and won't resist, what's the point of hunting like this."

But Gin still understood the hidden meaning in his words.

"This is a mission, not a hunt."

Yuan said to keep up with Gin.

So it is inevitable that people who are gangsters will have some mental illness, and they regard work as hunting... This guy Gin accidentally fell into the second grade.

The "hunting", which is almost like venting personal emotions with gin, lasted until the second half of the night.

All kinds of screams, alarms, as well as rude cursing and humble begging, were almost the only voices left in Yuan's mind at this moment.

The source of the unilateral massacre, which avoids participating in gin, stood in a corner, silently leaning against the wall, holding a recently lit cigarette in his hand.

I don't care what kind of eyes Qin Jiu uses to look at him now, anyway, he won't participate in this kind of thing in the future, how should I describe it...

No respect for life?

Thinking of this, Yuan couldn't help lowering his head, and covered his slightly raised, sneering mouth with his hand holding the cigarette.

As he is doing now, watching Gin's unilateral killing/killing without doing anything is actually not a way of respecting life.

How many years have you not done it yourself?It has been more than ten years.

So has anything changed?no.

He still has no sympathy for the loss of those lives.

'Nobusuke already knows how to cook emotionally! '

' No matter what time it is, Shinnosuke always loves to think wildly, and I really can't help you. '

It's enough for the stupid Shinnosuke to listen carefully to Ranpo-sama. '

The familiar voice suddenly exploded in his ears, pulling Yuan back to reality from all kinds of negative emotions.

Raising his head in astonishment, Yuan stared blankly at the rough and messy wall in front of him.

Did he just have auditory hallucinations?

Shaking his head vigorously, it was indeed an auditory hallucination, how could Luanbu come here at night.

It's so late, Luanbu, who is used to going to bed early, should have finished drinking milk and going to bed under Fukuzawa's supervision, and it has been almost half a month since he left.

It is estimated that in the past half month, Luanbu has asked other detectives to help him steal snacks from Fuze.

Recalling the time before Luanbu complained to himself that there was not enough snacks, his mouth was pouted, his brows were wrinkled, and at the same time he angrily clamored to buy double the snacks as compensation.

The child who ate too many snacks, indeed, even looked sweet with a sweet taste.

Inexplicably, such a feeling that was seriously inconsistent with his own settings suddenly appeared in Mr. Yuan's mind.

A breath of fresh air blew through his dull heart, Gen took a deep breath, and wanted to go back to Yokohama a little bit.

When Gin finished his work here, he saw Yuan with an indescribably stupid expression as soon as he came out.

"...it's time to meet the vodka."

Breaking out of the memory, Yuan was stunned.

"Yeah, I got it."

This is the last organization they plan to visit, but they still haven't found any research results of the organization, and now they can only hope that they can get something from the vodka side.

......

"No, is it true that stupid people have stupid blessings?"

Minamoto looked at the metal suitcase in Vodka's hand in disbelief.

Did God accidentally open his window of luck when he closed the door of vodka's wisdom?

Vodka looked proud.

"I've checked and the documents and samples inside are fine."

Gin still had the same cold expression, nodded his head invisibly, took the box, and checked it again in front of the other two.

After confirming that it is correct, put the box at your feet.

"The box is the main content of this mission, vodka, you take the box back to Tokyo immediately."

After the lucky Vodka found the box, he was assigned an easy task that allowed him to leave work early.

Ignoring Yuan's envious and resentful eyes, Vodka held his head high, carried the box, bid farewell to the gin, turned and disappeared into the night.

"Is the location of those wastes clear?"

After the vodka left, Gin continued.

"I've already found out."

Taking out the computer, Yuan tapped on it, "Go now?"

"Early tomorrow morning, what happened here will spread quickly, and those people will definitely receive relevant information."

Qin Jiu took out the sniper/shooter/gun disguised with a piano bag from the car, "Someone in the police/station has already dealt with it, what we have to do is to shut up the guys who are still dreaming outside forever .”

Gin refers to the members of the organization who have been targeted by the police. Regardless of whether they are still loyal to the organization or not, this kind of existence that may expose the entire organization to the sun has long been on Gin's cleanup list.

As he was formulating a course of action, he suddenly felt a icy cold sensation on his arm.

Yuan turned his head, looked at the sniper/shooter/gun that was put in his hand, and then looked at Gin Jiu who was standing beside him.

"I won't use it."

Lying outright.

"Organizations don't raise waste."

"what?"

Obviously compared to vodka, he didn't know it was hundreds of times better!

"Isn't my position a logistics intelligence officer?"

Raising the planned course of action in his hands, Yuan argued hard, "Also, if you insist on letting me go, I don't care if it's time to startle the enemy."

Picking up the sniper/shooter/gun at hand, Yuan fumbled here and there as if he had never seen the world.

"Beforehand, I have only played this in the game."

He will definitely make Gin regret making this decision!

......

"Wow, this scope can see far away."

"Are you going to hang it on your shoulders here?"

"Oh, please let me fire the first shot of the cleanup, I have a hunch..."

Located on the roof opposite the apartment where the first target lives, surrounded by new members who are like idiots holding snipers/shooters/guns as toys.

Finally unable to take it any longer, Gin snatched the gun from Yuan's hand and gave him a "shut up or die" look.

Silently walked to the side, aimed the gun and pulled the trigger.

"gone."

Only less than 1 minute passed during the period.

Source: It’s better to talk about Dafa.

The author has something to say: Shinnosuke provides Ranpo with the warmth of a safe haven, and Ranpo brings Shinnosuke the fireworks of life, woohoo, Ranpo is really a super-sweet candy-flavored angel!

感谢在2020-06-2510:47:22~2020-06-2700:39:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Xia Chuan Lu Jun 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xuewei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!