[Comprehensive] It's Akutagawa Ryunosuke, not a lop-eared rabbit

The conversation was divided into two parts. At this time, Chrissy Wynyard was in Yokohama's residence. Chrissy, who had just had a peaceful solo lunch, was Belmode, who was once a senior executive of the winery. Some are not so beautiful.

Once, Chrissy Wynyard was a vest that she could barely count as half of her real identity, but until now, even she herself had never imagined that one day she would actually be able to leave the organization alive and completely lose Belmore With the code name De, she lives only as Chris Wynyard.

Even though Sharon Wynyard was dead, she was happy enough just to be Chrissy Wynyard.

More importantly, her Angel was not involved in this matter.

This is something that makes her happier than the organization being sanctioned.

The silver bullet did not penetrate her chest. Although it was a bit regretful, since there was a chance to survive, why didn't she make a choice?

There is no more Belmode, only Chrissy.

It can only be Chris.

Before receiving the transoceanic phone call just after lunch, Chris was still in a very good mood.

The well-fried top steak and the layered caviar salad make the taste buds on the tip of the tongue dance. There is nothing more pleasant than enjoying the delicious food made by yourself in the warm sunshine. something happened.

until……

That call came from somewhere on Earth.

"Long time no see, Belmode."

The familiar voice has accompanied Chris for many years.

Chris couldn't help but squeeze the phone tightly.

"Long time no see, Gin."

She took a deep breath.

Gin was still alive.

But this is also a matter of course.

It was gin after all.

It's gin after all.

Even with this level of clearance, it is possible to survive.

It should be said that it really deserves to be gin.

She should have thought of it long ago.

In terms of how to survive, Gin is indeed impeccable in this regard.

Although, she is also incredible.

"What? Are you surprised?"

Accompanied by the sound of gin, she was also very familiar with the background sound.

The sound of wooden warehouses, the sound of fighting, the noise...

Apparently gin is in a fight right now.

Is this still being hunted down?

"Nothing to be surprised about, you're Gin after all."

Chris held the mobile phone in her left hand, talking and laughing at Yanyan, no different from before, but her right hand was already tightly grasping the table knife she had just put down.

No matter how unbelievable something is, as long as it is named after gin, it seems to be taken for granted.

Even if it is a double pursuit from multiple organizations in black and white.

"Now the organization is gone, and the boss is dead. Why, do you contact me to re-establish the organization?"

Chris hooked her lips slightly, her lingering words were like the temptation of the devil.

At least from the surface, it is absolutely impossible to see what she is thinking.

"No, I just want to congratulate you, you are free."

Gin's voice was especially clear against the gradually quiet background sound, and it was hard for Chrissy to imagine that Gin could say such words.

If she hadn't been sure that the other end of the phone must be Gin, I'm afraid she couldn't help but suspect that someone was pretending to be him.

"Oh? Why do you say that? After all, the boss is dead, and I am quite sad."

There was obviously no grief in Chrissy's tone, it seemed that she just wanted to express her regret for losing the umbrella of the organization.

"You can say whatever you want." Gin Jiu's tone rarely contained a bit of the reluctance when the two of them got along most harmoniously, which was considered gentle to him.

"farewell."

Chrissy opened her eyes slightly, and was about to say something when the phone hung up.

"Gin Jiu, can't even you escape?"

Chris didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

While she hoped that Gin Jiu would die, she had to admit that this was the only man she had ever loved.

She undoubtedly loved this man who was as indifferent as a killing machine.

But there is no doubt that this love cannot compare to her hatred for wanting to destroy the organization.

It is completely incomparable with her Miss Angel.

Compared to dying at the hands of others, Chris actually wished that she died at the hands of Gin.

Compared with gin dying in the hands of others, she also hopes that gin can die in her own hands.

If he died in front of him, Qin Jiu probably wouldn't react at all. At most, he would feel that it was a pity that there was one less person who could do things, and maybe he would think that she was too useless.

In a few days, she will be completely forgotten.

If only I could see gin poured into a pool of blood with my own eyes.

I really want to see how that man looked when he died, whether he was still the same as he was when he was alive, cold and indifferent, he didn't care about anything, he didn't care about anything.

What a pity.

Chris strolled to her wine cabinet and took out two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet.

The adjusted martini exudes a spicy aroma, and the clear liquor shimmers slightly in the glass.

"farewell."

All in one drink.

****

At the same time, an underground dark trading place in Europe.

The silver-haired stern man stood among the dead bodies lying all over the floor, not even a speck of dust on his clothes.

He is out of tune with the dead silence here, but at the same time he is in harmony with everything here.

"Brother, why did you say goodbye?"

Vodka poked his head out and apparently heard the conversation between Gin and Belmode.

"Anyway, we'll never see each other again." Gin put away the wooden warehouse, "Go drive."

"Okay big brother."

The biggest advantage of vodka is that he is very obedient, especially if he only listens to gin.

Moreover, the driving skills are particularly good.

When leaving, Gin took down the calling card that had only made one call, and the flame of cloud-attributed death qi ignited.

The calling card with Yun Zhiyan, which has the attribute of proliferation, was thrown to the ground, and the flames gradually spread under the control of the owner, burning up this dirty place.

Sitting in the car and letting the vodka take him to a safe house or a base, Gin took one last look at the burning building, turned his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Belmode would think he was dead.

Really wanted to see her face when she knew he was still alive.

Next, why not visit Shinichi Kudo, who works as a clinical guinea pig in the technical department.

Go see Shirley too.

Although you can't see Belmode's expression, it's good to see the expressions of the two of them.

Bring Shirley a bouquet of her favorite red roses.

Ah ~ Shelly ~

Gin was half lying on the co-pilot with his eyes closed, and a sinister smile with the Gin logo was slightly pulled out from the corner of his mouth.

Vodka, who drove obediently, peeked at his elder brother from the rearview mirror.

I don't know why, but the elder brother is still the same elder brother, but it always seems to be more and more like the teacher of the elder brother.

The author has something to say:

Ah Ri: Because he let go.

Gin: Ah~ Shirley~

The current gin is not ordinary gin, but the gin plus tuned/taught by the Great Demon King

Today, I stumbled into the cat area of ​​Xiaopozhan, and I am so obedient, what kind of treasures are these, they are so tm cute!

Not only did I smoke all kinds of cute cats, I also smoked rabbits, ducks, dogs, hamsters, and pandas.

The blood tank is empty.

Why are you so cute!I really want to raise it!

可是我tm为什么这么穷！呱的一声哭粗来！感谢在2020-05-0117:08:57~2020-05-0223:22:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Fengying Dengying; 4 bottles of Ye Zitang; 2 bottles of Sang Moli;

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