How to file a resignation with Gin

When Kurosawa entered the ward, the little nurse was taken aback by him and subconsciously wanted to put down the things in her hands and leave.

However, she was holding a freshly peeled apple, and there were other things on the empty plate beside the bed.

Kurosawa came over naturally, took the apple, and sat on Xia Shu's bedside.

Needless to say, the little nurse left lightly and closed the door of the ward intimately.

Xia Shu's head was still wrapped in gauze, tilted his head, and looked at Kurosawa Zhen curiously.

He was wearing a black flat-brimmed hat, and his hair was half long, tied into a small bun behind his head, but his expression was as cold as ice.

"You are from the organization." He revealed Kurosawa's identity in one word, and asked carefully, "Did I know you before? What's your name?"

Kurosawa opened his mouth, but what came out was: "...Gin."

He's already gin.

The most popular young killer in the organization, the youngest code member of the action group; Boss wants to train him to be the sharpest knife, and the blade can only move forward.

So from that day on, the whole world should forget the name "Kurosawa".

"Gin?" Xia Shu repeated it, blinking his eyes, "Do you already have a code name?"

Kurosawa: "Yes."

Kurosawa cut an apple and handed it over with a knife and fork.

He had a cold expression, and abruptly made the action of feeding the fruit a kind of silent threat to his life. If a nurse passed by at this time, he would probably be so frightened that he would ring the alarm bell.

But Xia Shu didn't notice it, he frowned and shook his head: "I don't like apples."

Kurosawa: "Oh."

He threw the bare apple into the trash can with his backhand, put away the folding knife, and the silver light reflected dazzlingly.

"What did you go through?" Kurosawa asked, "Why did you lose your memory?"

The person in charge had already given him a seemingly flawless statement, but Kurosawa didn't believe it.

"I don't remember." Xia Shu replied obediently with an undisguised blank expression, "I just remember, I seem to have discovered something very important, and it might be my favor to share it with someone. Friends, maybe family... but they said my parents died long ago, so exclude family. And then I was about to share with him... I was in a car accident? Maybe so."

Hearing this, Kurosawa slowly frowned: "You don't remember how you got into a car accident?"

"Not at all." Xia Shu said, "It's strange, right? But I really don't remember it."

Xia Shu noticed that the silver-haired boy code-named "Gin" suddenly fell silent. His original expression was a little playful, but after listening to his words, his face was so dark that it was almost dripping.

He has a pair of shocking green eyes, reminiscent of the troubled times of swords and swords, or an inland lake frozen inch by inch, and his silver hair is the condensed cold ice.

"Let me ask you." Kuisawa stared at him closely, his eyes were like a poisonous snake, which made people horrified, "Have you ever sneaked into research that you shouldn't touch?"

Xia Shu was stunned: "...ah? What research?"

"I see." Kurosawa Jin lowered his tone, "Have a good rest."

After he finished speaking, he left without a sound.

After going out, Kurosawa no longer suppressed his hostility, and clenched his fists tightly.Open the address book, swipe down, and then restrain the desire to press the communication button.

Never before had he been so angry and powerless.

Xia Shu, who was left in the ward, couldn't help but feel puzzled. The other party seemed to come here just to ask himself the cause of the car accident.

Obviously when he first came in, he seemed to have a lot to say.

Not long after, Xia Shu was discharged from the hospital. He had to take over a life that was completely unfamiliar to him again, and quickly forgot about it.

He first heard the name "Gin" in the hospital, and it later became a code name that everyone in the organization feared.

Two years later, Hojo Natsuki graduated and returned to China, and he saw the man named Gin again.

Gin's eyes are still the aggressive cold emerald color, but he has long waist-length hair, and there seem to be silver lights jumping between the light-colored hair gaps; he has broad shoulders and a slender figure, completely losing the slenderness of a teenager. Feeling, just standing there is an indescribable sense of oppression.

He and Xia Shu looked at each other, neither of them said a word.

The wind swayed the shadow.

Hojo Natsuki said cautiously: "...Gin?"

After a long time, Qin Jiu sneered, very lightly, but with some kind of unknown meaning that could be seen deeply.

"Starting today, you work for me."

……

California, the next afternoon.

After finishing the work at hand, Natsuki Hojo came to the living room and found that Bourbon and Morohoshi were talking and laughing—this was an exaggeration.

But when the two of them saw each other, they would basically get angry with each other, and it was rare for them to have such a peaceful moment.Xia Shu quietly leaned over, wanting to hear what they were talking about, and it turned the two of them into friends so quickly.

If you don't listen closely and just look at their expressions, you might think they are talking about some political and economic topics.

However, after listening for a few seconds, he realized that he was talking bad about Gin, and the two of them were quite tactful.

"...I don't think so." Bourbon folded his hands and smiled, "Gin is equally suspicious of everyone in the organization, except the boss."

Zhu Xing didn't change his face: "If you add a time limit, it will be every moment."

Bourbon said sanctimoniously: "But this is also the necessary doubt to remove obstacles for the organization."

Hojo Natsuki joined the battle almost immediately: "Gin, he would rather kill by mistake than let him go. Saving the life of the undercover agent for now may be able to torture him for more information. I suspect he wants to keep his mouth shut in a hurry."

His intrusive and blunt accusation was close to saying "I think Gin is also an insider", and both Bourbon and Zhu Xingda were stunned.

Bourbon: "...Haha, yeah?"

Zhu Xingda: "..."

They didn't expect Xia Shu to speak so daringly, and they didn't know how to answer the words for a while.

And Natsuki Hojo interpreted the awkward silence between the two of them as agreeing but dared not say anything, his expression froze, and an outrageous guess came to his mind: Gin, can't he really be an undercover agent too?

"When did Xia Shu-kun get his ears pierced?" Bourbon skillfully changed the subject, "This pair of earrings is quite suitable for you."

Xia Shu touched the earlobe, looked sideways: "Ah, this..."

Before he could utter a few words to deal with it, Bourbon's expression changed, staring at his side face, showing a little seriousness and inquiry.

"Xia Shu-kun." He frowned, "Can you take off your earrings and let me take a look?"

"Ah? Yes." Hojo Natsuki reached out and took off the earplugs fixed on the back, "Have you seen it?"

The ear piercing has not fully healed, and there is still a slight burning sensation.

Bourbon took it, looked at it carefully, and gestured with his mobile phone, his face serious.

After a few minutes, he came to a conclusion: "You have a transmitter in your earring."

Xia Shu: "?"

"Are you serious?" He thought to himself that it was given by Gin. "A bug? Or..."

"The influence of the signal is very slight, most likely it's just positioning." Bourbon said kindly, "Do you mind if I take it apart and have a look? I will help you put it back together."

Xia Shu nodded: "Take it apart."

So Bourbon left briefly, and came back with a small flashlight and tweezers in his hand.He asked Xia Shu to hold the flashlight, and carefully and carefully separated the silver stone holder that fixed the black zircon, and sure enough, a very thin and small transmitter was clipped from the inside of the earring.

Xia Shu: "..."

Bourbon asked with concern: "Is this your thing? Whose hand did it pass through?"

Hojo Natsuki looked at Bourbon lightly, his gaze could already be described as loveless.

"...you don't want to know," he said.

Bourbon, I'm afraid you will be frightened by saying so.

It's gin——!

Bourbon was puzzled: "?"

He thought to himself, this reaction, could it be Qin Bar?

……

If the guess "Gin likes me", Xia Shu was only three-point suspicious before, it has directly doubled now.

He shrank into the sofa like a quail, his eyes were scattered and unfocused, as if he had been hit by a big blow.

Then sit in this position for a long time.

Shirley passing by: "Are you okay?"

Xia Shu's face turned pale: "Not good."

"What happened?"

Xia Shu finally came back to his senses, and looked at her with a vicissitudes of life that Shirley couldn't understand at this age: "... hey."

Since he bound to the player forum, his life has become more and more incomprehensible.

"My scary boss turned out to be a good friend I forgot" can be regarded as a wonderful reversal that is acceptable, when adding the sentence "He wanted to have an office romance with me, and put a positioning device in the things he gave me" , It directly became some kind of wonderful legal plot.

Hojo Natsuki panicked. He began to think about the possibility of smuggling from California to Africa. Because of the poverty there, there is basically no organizational power. He took refuge there for a few years and waited for the limelight to pass... How could it pass!Unless Gin resigns!

He sobbed silently, buried his face in his palms, and took pleasure in thinking that at least he still had a few days to think about countermeasures, and it was impossible for gin to kill Mei suddenly...

"Drip-drip-"

The phone's default ringtone sounds.

Hojo Natsuki glanced at the contact person, pressed the connection hesitantly, and pretended to be relaxed: "Hello? Gin..."

The other party's voice was clear, with a bit of malice to tease the prey: "Go downstairs."

Natsuki Hojo: "..."

He pressed the hang up button, ran to the window, and found the familiar figure in black on the opposite side of the driveway downstairs.

...It's useless to run away after they've all been chased here.

Hojo Natsuki changed his shoes with almost hopelessness, and walked down the steps step by step. Every time he took a step down, his soul seemed to rise an inch.

Despite the shuffling, he finally reached the street.

Across the yingying street lights and heavy traffic, he saw gin and wine calmly lighting a cigarette.

The silver-haired man raised his hand to hold the fire, half of his face under the brim of the hat was relaxed and cold.

His green eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, but when he looked over, his gaze was burning.

Xia Shu instinctively wanted to back away, but the street lights turned green.

The traffic stopped neatly in front of the white line.

Qin Jiu stared at him as he walked step by step, like a small animal who walked into a trap with suspicion, Qing Lingling's eyes were full of fear that could not be concealed.

"You've learned a lot." He casually laughed, "Explain? You wrote it..."

Xia Shu boldly interrupted, and asked bluntly, "Do you like me?"

... Anyway, it is better to ask directly!

It couldn't have been worse.

This question caught people off guard, and even Gin was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly took a puff of cigarette subconsciously, his movements were so fast that he seemed to be trying to cover up something, and the bluish-white smoke spread between his knuckle-knuckle fingers.

Qin Jiu said viciously, word by word: "I'm going to vomit."

"Stop being too sentimental," he said.

Hojo Natsuki was pleasantly surprised: "!"

Very good!

He took a breath, his eyes lit up, and the hopelessness in his expression finally faded a bit.

Xia Shu has never been so thankful for a moment that he is good at thinking wildly.

However, before the happiness in his heart could be conveyed to his expression, Gin put out the cigarette casually, looking a little irritable.

He stared at each other closely, as if thinking about something important.

A few seconds later, Qin Jiu raised his hand suddenly, grabbed Xia Shu's jaw, and forced him to raise his face slightly.

A warm-colored street lamp lit up behind Gin, so his silver hair seemed to be soaked in honey, coated with a layer of soothing light.

Then he leaned closer, holding the burning smell of tobacco, and pressed his cool lips against Xia Shu's lips.

He licked it lightly, then pried open his teeth.

A haphazard, vicious kiss.

Xia Shu was completely stunned, his line of sight was completely blocked by the other party's falling silver hair, an airtight, moonlight-colored prison.

"...Gin, uh..."

He belatedly wanted to struggle, and his strength was more like flirting for fun to Gin, and he was quickly suppressed.

In a panic, Xia Shu discovered something that frightened him even more.

His heart was beating fast.