How to file a resignation with Gin

Hojo Natsuki raised his eyes alertly.

He will not easily tell others about that person, and he has not taken the initiative to mention it to anyone other than the doctor, let alone Gin.

"I don't remember very clearly." Hojo Natsuki said vaguely, "Anyway, it's...a bit similar to Zhu Xingdai."

Gin's lips were slightly raised in a mocking arc.

"What do you think?" His tone was as deep as the bottom of a frozen lake in winter, so cold that he could form ice balls when he opened his mouth, "Is that person him?"

"No." Hojo Natsuki said in amazement, "How could I make such a low-level mistake? He is different from others, and I will not admit my mistake."

The tense atmosphere seems to have dissipated a little.

"Continue." Qin Jiu was noncommittal, with a loose voice, "What else?"

Xia Shu didn't want to tell him.

He spat out a few words stiffly: "I don't remember."

Under Gin's death gaze, Xia Shu was crazy and guilty, and tried hard to hide: "I just don't remember, I said I forgot, but the feeling is a bit similar."

How could it be possible to tell Qin Jiu that the other party would be so kind as to help him find someone?

Fortunately, Qin Jiu didn't intend to embarrass him, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Zhu Xing likes women very much."

"Oh." Xia Shu didn't understand what he wanted to express, and said after considering, "Love is love, it doesn't matter if you like men and women."

Gin snorted coldly, as if trying to remember, but in the end he still couldn't remember Mai Mizuhara's name.

"The female star is also his lover." He said.

Xia Shu was even more confused. He couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to hear from him, so he could only follow the meaning: "Uh...then he is very powerful? He is very charming."

After a few seconds, he knew he had said the wrong thing again, and the temperature inside the car seemed to drop suddenly because of TopKiller's cold face.

Vodka glanced back at him quietly, the dark glasses could not hide the shock and pain in his eyes, on his left face was written "Very well said, don't say it next time", and on his right face was written "Xia Shu, what are you doing, Xia Shu", A horizontal line on the forehead: The road is narrow.

Hojo Natsuki pondered, thinking he had found the problem, and began to patch up: "I recommend Zhu Xingda to join the organization. It has nothing to do with whether he looks like my friend, but I think he is more suitable..."

It seems to be useless to say that it is a bureaucratic tone for the organization.

Gin still looked like he was ready to get off the car and kill someone at any time.

Hojo Natsuki was suddenly tired, feeling that it would not affect him anyway, so he didn't bother to guess Gin's thoughts.

He looked out of the window where the traffic was constantly flowing, and the changing lights and shadows swam across his fair and handsome face, illuminating the corner of his red pupils.

Pedestrians are accompanied by twos and threes, mostly young and beautiful girls, wearing luminous headbands on their heads and waving blue-purple fluorescent sticks in their hands.

He suddenly felt hot and couldn't help but smile.

Qin Jiu: "What are you laughing at?"

Xia Shu: "?"

Do you even care about laughing? Is there any reason for it?

"I'm a little envious." Xia Shu said, "I also want to watch a concert, preferably in the open air."

He originally thought that Gin would not answer the conversation, at most he responded with a sneer or "boring".

But Gin said, "It's hot."

Xia Shu: "?"

"The sound is very loud."

Xia Shu: "..."

"Crowded enough to kill."

Xia Shu was terrified: "!!"

It's broken!Gin wine, you're out of character——!Why do you act like you are familiar with this kind of occasion?

Under the dubious and shocked gazes of Hojo Natsuki and Vodka, Gin lowered his head and turned out the cigarette lighter, biting the cigarette lightly, and sneered.

It happened many years ago.

That year, Xia Shu was 14 years old. As a slow-growing Asian, his body had not yet started to twitch. He was small and soft, and the top of his head only reached his chest.

What kind of band does Xia Shu like, or it may be a singer, or it may be a star.

It doesn't matter, Kurosawa can't remember at all anyway.

"Let's go to ***'s concert together!" Xia Shu handed him a ticket, his eyes sparkling, "It's an open-air live, very lively."

Kurosawa Jin: "No."

He begged with puppy-like eyes, "Please, Ah Zhen, I really want to go with you."

Kurosawa: "No time."

Xia Shu: "Go, go!"

Kurosawa Jin: "No"

The open-air live venue was so boring that it didn't make sense. The staff at the gate gave them wristbands and light sticks.

Because I think Xia Shu is cute, I also gave him a little devil light-emitting headband that costs $[-] for free.

Xia Shu let out an "ow" and deliberately lowered his voice: "Am I scary?"

Kurosawa Jin looked away unnaturally: "..."

"Why don't you cheer at all." He lifted the headband, "I'll take you to hell."

Kurosawa Jin: "Sick."

The sweltering air is mottled with the smell of sweat and unmistakable perfume, almost instantly making Kurosawa Jin want to kill; his five senses are sharper than ordinary people, which is a natural instinct for a killer, and it also makes him feel like he is in this kind of environment. The complicated scene is extremely uncomfortable.

Kurosawa Jin had already started planning how to clean up everyone here, but Xia Shu held his hand.

"I'm afraid I'll get lost with you," he said, "Come with me."

Kurosawa Jin: "..."

Xia Shu led him through the crowd, like a cunning little goldfish.

His palms are also very small, they can't enclose Heisawa, instead, he seemed to throw his arms into his arms and put his hands on him.

[A person's fist is about the size of his heart. 】

Kurosawa remembered this sentence inexplicably, he had never paid attention to such boring things before.

He knew that Xia Shu had small heart syndrome, and his heart was a circle smaller than the average person's, and it was also a little bit to the left.

It turns out that this will also be reflected in the size of the fist.

Kurosawa stretched out his fingers thoughtfully, clasped Natsuki's hand tightly, and measured it with his slender knuckles.

So Xia Shu's heart is only such a pitiful size, protected by thin skin and ribs.

He can easily crush it, blood dripping.

As if bewitched by someone, all the chaotic and complicated scenery around slowly faded.

Kurosawa Jin saw Natsuki's hair jumping up because of running, like the sharp ears of a puppy who suddenly pricked up when he heard "go out to play".

He has a gentle and pleasant smell like sunshine, and the residual aroma of shower gel. The pet and the owner are in step with each other in this regard, with a faint mint smell.

Xia Shu found a position with a good view, but due to his size, he had to stand on tiptoe to see the large screens on both sides of the stage.

Of course he got tired very quickly, and looking around, he saw a four or five-year-old child sitting on his father's shoulders, looking very relaxed.

"Ah Zhen." He hooked Kurosawa Jin's bracelet and stared at him expectantly, "I'm tired."

Kurosawa: "Then go back."

Xia Shu shook his head, glanced at the father and son, then at Kurosawa.

Kurosawa understood immediately, and sneered, "It's a beautiful idea."

"I'm really tired." Xia Shu pouted, "But I like the finale song very much, I want to finish listening to it before leaving."

Kurosawa Jin: "If you want to hear it, just bear with it."

"Ah array."

"You're dreaming."

Natsuki sat on Kurosawa Jin's shoulders, the boy's calves were straight and slender, and his skin was like jade.

At first, he was a little worried that he would fall, but after a few minutes he got used to it, and felt embarrassed to be stared at all the time, so he asked to come down.

He really likes the band that Kurosawa Jin can't remember the name, or the star... There is no need to be entangled with this.

On the way back, Xia Shu kept humming a cheerful tune.

Passing by a trendy brand store, there was a limited joint hat with ***, he went in decisively and bought two, and gave the black one to Kurosawa Jin.

"Light-colored hair should wear a black hat." He plausibly said, "It's also convenient for me to recognize you."

Thinking of his innocent speech, Gin laughed hoarsely, and glanced at Natsuki Hojo in the rearview mirror staring out the window in a daze.

He is naturally unhappy with the relationship between Zhuxingda and Natsuki, but the reason is that "Zhuxingda is like Kurosawa", which makes him a little bit subtle.

However, Qin Jiu's view of this person has not changed at all, he wants to kill Zhu Xingda with his own hands.

If Zhu Xingda used the fact that he was similar to his 'good friend' to deceive Xia Shu, then Gin Jiu would kill him immediately.

From the current point of view, Xia Shu has not been fooled by the opponent's low-level tricks, and Zhu Xingda is indeed useful to the organization.

Gin casually thought about how to make the other party completely disappear from the world after squeezing out the use value. He has already thought of several good plans.

He knew that this opponent who was very similar to himself was also thoughtful and full of malice towards him.

But he will win.

The two had their own thoughts, and the car was quiet for a few minutes.

The only thing that is really restless is vodka.

He looked to the side, and the happy and thoughtful expression of his elder brother was obviously planning a grand physical transcendence; when he looked up and looked at the rearview mirror, Xia Shu was really able to deal with him. The handsome face was in a daze.

Vodka was going to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere, so he asked, "Xia Shu, is Hot American really that bad?"

Hojo Natsuki's eyes instantly became energetic and fierce, and he did not give up an inch in the matter of defending the dignity of the ice-American style: "Do you think the hot water for washing pots is delicious?"

Vodka: "Haha, yeah?"

"Of course." His eyes fell on the long silver hair behind Gin, and he pointed at Huai and scolded Sang, "I think a normal person would not persuade others to drink hot Americano if he didn't have the intention of harming others."

Vodka also understood: "..."

Quietly observe the elder brother's expression, it seems to be okay.

Natsuki Hojo thought for a while: "Shirley and Morohoshi think so too, and I think my friend thinks so too."

Wake up the gin and ditch the cult!

However, the example he gave does not seem to have had a positive effect.

Qin Jiu stared at him, was silent for a while, and said for no reason: "Very good."

Xia Shu shivered: "..."

Whenever the other party has this attitude, someone will be unlucky.

Xia Shu was frightened, afraid that something might happen to his good friend who hadn't remembered. He didn't know whether Gin had special authority to find out his past, which he had no clue at all, and he couldn't find any clues. He could only pray for Gin There is such a trace of kindness.

A few days later, when he was on a mission with Zhu Xingda, he found that he was wearing sunglasses.

Zhu Xing Daben was wearing a flat-brimmed baseball cap, supplemented by sunglasses, with a model figure with wide shoulders and long legs, like a big star out on the street.

The little girls passing by whispered and guessed which agency company he was the new idol.

"You are very attractive like this." Hojo Natsuki said, "Take off your sunglasses."

Zhu Xingda explained indifferently: "I can't see the light today."

It is quite a rare thing that snipers cannot see light.

The wind was strong on the roof, so Akai Hideichi took off his flat-brimmed hat and put it aside casually, still keeping a pair of sunglasses on his face.

Xia Shu looked at the logo on the inside of the hat. It was a silhouette of a person holding a microphone, which was very familiar.He might have bought this brand before.

And Akai Shuichi stroked his hair, seeing him staring at the hat he took off casually and put aside, he thought that the doctor really didn't lie to him, this brand of flat-brimmed hat was really special to him.

Maybe it's the trendy brand that Shuji Tsushima preferred during his lifetime, and he thinks about people when he sees things.

Akai asked: "Do you like this brand?"

"Ah?" Xia Shu came back to his senses, "...Well, I really like it."

Akai nodded, thinking sure enough.

Today's target is an evil drug lord, he and Akai are in charge of killing, and another group of people is in charge of subsequent actions.

Natsuki Hojo observed for almost a month, and finally figured out the guy's path of action and behavior habits thoroughly. This guy is extremely cunning, he rarely goes out, always takes an umbrella when he travels, and never stops in open places for a long time.

However, people have flaws, and Hojo Natsuki still found a chance.

Akai chose the sniper position, set up the gun, and adjusted the sniper scope with ease.

He waited patiently for his prey to come out of the villa, and Akai Shuichi sometimes had to admit that he liked this kind of righteous lynching.

The posture when aiming is not twisted, which means that the vision is not affected.

After a while, Natsuki Hojo discovered the real reason why the other party was wearing sunglasses by relying on the advantage of half-sitting angle of view - Zhu Xingda's left eyelid seemed to be swollen, as if he had been punched by someone, and it had subsided a little, but in the end It is not very beautiful.

Natsuki Hojo recalled that Zhu Xingda provided another important piece of information yesterday, and his first reaction was that this person might be honeytrap when he was discovered by the woman's real lover, and they fought for love and staged a physical hand-to-hand fight.

He couldn't help asking curiously: "Have you been doing well in your recent mission?"

Akai Shuichi let out a "huh".

"Actually." Xia Shu couldn't bear it, "There's no need to be so desperate."

What a face, swollen and swollen from being beaten, how pitiful.

Organize so many people to paddle, and there is no shortage of one.

Of course Akai Shuichi didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that this kind young man cared about him.

He slowed down his tone: "Before caring about others, take care of yourself first."

Natsuki Hojo: "?"

What does this mean, yin and yang?So advanced.

He decided to go back with yin and yang, so he said sincerely: "I am very worried about whether your body can bear it."

Akai thought of the empty memories of some unscrupulous bosses squeezing Tsushima Shuji with gin, his expression was slightly moved, and he smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Natsuki Hojo: "?"

As expected of a honeytrap master recognized by gin and wine, so confident.

The two chatted with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious to the point of strangeness. The mission also ended with a successful sniper retreat and a temporary conclusion.

The person who came to take over the second half was Toru Amuro.

There was a hypocritical and perfect smile on his face: "Thanks for your hard work, both of you, leave the rest to me."

Akai nodded to signal, his expression was neither hot nor cold.

Hojo Natsuki is keenly aware that the relationship between these two people is a bit stiff. Although they have little contact and can maintain a superficial peace when communicating, the subtle aura between the two parties is really impossible to ignore.

The smiles on their faces when they first met were even more fake than glued plastic flowers. If it wasn't for their status as "organization partners", they probably didn't want to say a word to each other at all.

Natsuki: "I'll leave it to you, Amuro-kun."

"Okay." Toru Amuro said seemingly carelessly, "By the way, can you take a few minutes to tell me..."

Toru Amuro walked a few steps away from him, and Akai followed at a distance.

Xia Shu explained patiently, and the other party smiled and nodded, as if listening very seriously.

Akai left first with the sniper rifle in the guitar bag on his back. Seeing that he seemed to be walking away, Toru Amuro suppressed the smile on his face.

"Xia Shu-kun." He said meaningfully, "You have to be careful."

Hojo Natsuki understood that Toru Amuro was implying that Akai had bad intentions, he stared at Amuro in surprise, the other party did not hide, his purple-gray pupils met his gaze directly.

At present, he has not doubted Amuro's position, and the name of [Toru Amuro] has not been mentioned much on the forum. It is estimated that Tieheifang... is one of his own.

Xia Shu shook his head with a smile, sighed, and said inscrutablely, "I understand."

You don't understand, Amuro-kun.he thinks.

The stars are big, but Bourbon!How could he harm the organization?

……

A week later, Gin made an announcement as he acted.

Hojo Natsuki was quickly writing codes to the computer, and roughly heard that a member got a code name.

"...bourbon," said Gin.

This familiar word immediately caught Xia Shu's attention. He couldn't help but be surprised. He raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Zhu Xingda who was sleeping with his eyes closed not far away.

Zhu Xingda has only joined the organization for a few months?This unprecedented promotion speed is really too fast...

Hojo Natsuki clicked on the email, and sure enough there was a notification from the logistics team. He opened it casually and glanced lightly.

Wait a moment.

hiss.

Toru Amuro, is it Bourbon?

Hojo Natsuki was shocked, he stayed for a while, and then looked at Zhu Xingda again in a daze.

He punched his chin, opened the player forum on the phone, and the number of unlocked posts on the homepage increased again, and the [Post] column changed from unusable gray to light blue.

He tried to press send.

[Please enter the content of the topic post! 】

Nice windfall.Although I don't know why it can be related to Amuro Toru's black achievement even though he is not in an action group, but since it is a good thing to be able to prostitute for free, it seems that the day when the forum function is completely unlocked is not far away.

The number of posts that Hojo Natsuki could view before was too small. It was a chat board with all sorts of messy content, and the forum deliberately restricted his permission to view posts, which resulted in him not being able to obtain much effective information at all.

All I know is that the three bottles of whiskey are all highly popular characters, with a really chaotic love-hate relationship in your circle (probably summed up from the delirious remarks of CP fans), and they are all important black-side characters.

Xia Shu casually refreshed, and a post was pushed to the top.

【Help】Super non-chief has finally rolled to the identity of black, how to deal with Bourbon, the sixth son sent by the Metropolitan Police Department?

[Old Landlord|Little Sapling: I'm really convinced by this sixth child, I treat him as a partner but he always wants to harm me! !Damn it, don't I even have the right not to swipe quests to provide for the elderly and knock love letters!Ah, let me ask you, Toru Amuro, where is your conscience...]

[1L: Another one who was driven crazy by bourbon, can't help but have some fun]

[2L: Bourbon, the magical perm man.The red card is your god-level teammate, and the black card is your exclusive sixth child. 】

【3L: I'm so happy hahahahaha】

【4L: But he is handsome, so I can only forgive him】

[5L: Bourbon Victim +1]

……

Hojo Natsuki pupil earthquake: "..."

Ah this.

It turned out that Bourbon came undercover from the police.

Xia Shu was confused, not because of the identity of the other party, he didn't have that much sense of belonging to the organization.

Gin cleans up the traitors, and he follows behind to clean up the mess. Xia Shu has long regarded organizing traitors as a normal part of life like breathing and eating.

An undercover is an undercover, and most of the undercovers work harder than the serious members.

The problem is, Bourbon got the code, and he can unlock the function of posting on the forum, which shows that the claim of [Black Achievement] adding points is untenable.

Maybe it's enough to be close to a popular character...?

No, Gin and himself are also highly popular characters.

Natsuki Hojo suddenly fell into depression. It can't be that the more people in the red party, the faster he can unlock the forum.

——Is his mission to defeat the organization?

This seems a little too exciting.

While thinking about it, he went downstairs to buy an iced Americano, touched his pocket, and found a crumpled note inside.

Xia Shu suddenly remembered that it was given to him by Xiao Curly when he bought oden that night.

Because of the assignment, he quickly put the matter behind him and forgot to take out the note before stuffing the clothes into the washing machine, so that it is now crumpled up and the ink stains are smeared on the paper, which looks very pathetic.

Fortunately, he has a very good memory. It didn't take long for him to recall a series of numbers and press them one by one on the dial.

——Call that police officer Matsuda and try.

If you approach him, will you continue to unlock achievements?

The call was connected not long after: "Hi, this is Matsuda."

"I'm Natsuki Hojo." He announced his family name, "Officer Matsuda, do you still remember me?"

"You guy, I thought you lost my contact information." The other party smiled, "It's been a long time, when will you come out and meet?"