How to file a resignation with Gin

Natsuki Hojo was stunned: "..."

Hojo Natsuki: "...Huh?"

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Xia Shu turned on his phone and glanced at the NASA daily. There was nothing unusual about the sun today, and the planets orbited the sun as usual. A space telescope costing tens of billions of dollars was ready to be sent into space. The first task is to observe a star cluster very close to the earth.

Well, the earth is still peaceful today, and humans show no signs of sudden extinction.

... This is even more terrifying!Explain that Gin is not kidding!

Gin was obviously dissatisfied with his weird behavior, and his expression revealed a hint of fearful danger; he tilted his head, threw away the cigarette held by his lips, and knocked a new one out of the cigarette case.

He was waiting for Xia Shu to speak.

Hojo Natsuki was still posing with the cat that was pulling the window, but he didn't dare to look up at him, and stared down at the texture of the leather seat, his mind was full of wild thoughts.

What is the purpose of gin?Could it be that this is the mission of the boss?Is he serious?Wait until Gin will pursue someone, so will he be an undercover agent?Is gin a former Soviet agent?Or the FBI?No, no, his temperament is more like a country with cultural heritage... BND? M16?

The way he was distracted was so obvious that it was impossible to ignore, Gin leaned over, his arms stretched over the passenger seat, and his palm touched his cheek, wanting to pat him twice as before to remind him to regain his focus.

However, before that, Xia Shu felt his left cheek was itchy, subconsciously tilted his head, and lightly rubbed his cheek twice against his palm, like a small animal relying on its master.

After doing this action, Hojo Natsuki was stunned, and his weird instinctive reaction hit him hard.

He let go of the hand holding the car window almost immediately, and jumped back a few steps in panic.

"What are you running for?" Qin Jiu smiled slightly, "The tail was set on fire?"

Natsuki Hojo suspects that he is calling himself a dog, but he has no proof.

"I don't have a tail." He retorted solemnly, and felt a little silly after speaking.

Xia Shu wanted to change the subject and then ran away, met Qin Jiu's eyes, and knew deeply that he was definitely courting death by doing this.

After a while, with a mournful face, he asked, "Can I refuse?"

Gin rested his wrist on the steering wheel, with a casual attitude: "You can have time to think about it."

Xia Shu whispered: "Okay, after thinking about it, I refuse."

"Very good." Gin unbuckled his seat belt.

"Wait, wait!" Hojo Natsuki took two steps back, and said loudly at a distance of one and a half meters from the car, "Calm down, don't do anything illegal."

Gin had already got out of the car, half leaning on the hood of the car, mercifully leaving a small safe distance for him to deceive himself.

"You talk to me about the law?" he asked.

Hojo Natsuki: "...Then let me reconsider and give me some time."

"one day."

Xia Shu was not surprised at all, and bargained pitifully: "It's too short, at least a week."

"Then tomorrow night."

"Three days!"

"Yes," he said.

Hojo Natsuki watched the Porsche leave gracefully, and a few large words suddenly appeared in his mind: [Countdown to Life 72h], and the numbers behind it were still in the style of a desk calendar that could turn pages.

It is said that it is time for him to think, but in fact there is no room for consideration at all. How is this different from assigning a task and then setting a time for it to be completed?

However, the option of falling in love is much easier to accept than the unspoken rules. Hojo Natsuki heaved a sigh of relief. People's personalities have always been compromised. He seriously considered the feasibility of falling in love with Gin.

The ultimate orientation of love and unspoken rules is a criminal relationship, which is nothing more than a death sentence with a reprieve, but this trivial matter is nothing in front of the Exploring Different Dimension Forum.

And he doesn't hate gin.

Do you like it?

……do not know.

Natsuki Hojo went upstairs full of worry, just as Bourbon and Keimitsu Mofuku were discussing things in the living room.

Bourbon raised his head and said sincerely, "Thanks for your hard work, Xia Shu-kun."

He glanced at Xia Shu's earlobe - there were bright tooth marks and red marks on it.

When Bourbon retreated, of course he would not walk through the main entrance like Natsuki, and he would miss the Porsche parked at the door. It is obviously impossible for Natsuki Hojo to have the special ability to gnaw his own ears. Of course, leaving tooth marks The person is a rich woman...

So before the end of the bourbon was finished, he changed the tune again and repeated: "...you really worked hard."

This time the tone added a bit of sincerity.

Xia Shu: "?"

"What's wrong?" he asked blankly, "Is there any progress? Task."

Zhu Fu Jingguang also took a look at him, and immediately had the same understanding as You Xunran, with a relaxed expression: "Ah... this."

The total duration of the drive and the movie was more than three hours. After getting on the bus, Xia Shu sent Bourbon a message "I have something else to do, I'll be back later", and never replied to the text message.

"You don't have a code name yet?" Bourbon's usually unwavering smirk was tinged with pity, "The organization owes you too much."

Xia Shu felt a little weird, but he agreed with the second half of the sentence with both hands and feet; especially when he thought of Gin Jiu's threat just now, he replied sadly: "I think so too."

Bourbon: "Then after this task is over, I will apply to the higher-ups for you."

"No, there's no need for that." Xia Shu walked to the kitchen, put the cup on the tray of the coffee machine, and pressed the start button, "I'm not interested in promotion."

Bourbon: "You deserve it."

Akai Hideichi passed by holding a cup, and upon hearing a few words, he turned around and walked over to the coffee machine; in his opinion, Bourbon was very insidious, and somehow he must have some other purpose in saying such a gesture of favor.

"Are you still iced Americano?" Akai poured the drink in his glass into the sink and said very naturally, "I want a latte."

Xia Shu: "This coffee machine whips up thick latte milk froth."

He turned sideways and patted the fuselage, as if scolding it for being useless, so Akai also saw his earlobe.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He and Xia Shu were separated by a body, and he could see more clearly what Bourbon saw from a distance.From the new scar that was covered with blood scabs, it is not difficult to guess what kind of possessive and destructive desire the person who bit him had.

Obviously the middle-aged rich woman.

Akai Shuichi patted Xia Shu on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You have worked hard."

Shirley passing by the living room: "?"

"What's wrong?" she asked confusedly, "Why do you all look at Xia Shu with such... pitiful eyes? Did something happen?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped forward, poured half a glass of milk for her, stuffed the glass into her hand, and said with a smile: "It's time to go to bed, Shirley, tomorrow's schedule is still full."

Shirley, who was inexplicably pushed to the door of the room: "...?"

Xia Shu still didn't realize how outrageous their brains were, thinking that the mission had made significant progress, and asked curiously: "Bourbon, did you find anything?"

When it came to the task, Bourbon restrained his teasing expression, and some solemnity dripped from his purple-gray eyes.

"I found Mrs. Shen's missing daughter in her basement," he added, "the remains of...."

He had already imported the photos to the tablet, Xia Shu looked around, the girl was huddled in a rectangular wooden box, judging from the state of the body, the murder happened at least two days ago.

"Yoshikawa line." Bourbon slightly zoomed in on her neck with two fingers, "Obviously, she was strangled to death."

"Ms. Shen's air conditioner in the basement is very low, so there will be some errors in judging the time of death."

He swiped a few more times and showed Xia Shu the photos of the basement, "She has collected some collections, which should be very precious, and they are placed in a cultural relic storage cabinet with constant temperature and humidity; there is also a shelf of white wine, the air conditioner should be lowered for These wines."

White wine should be stored at low temperature so that it is not easy to oxidize, otherwise it will easily lose its original aroma.

"Her daughter's body was placed in an old ochre-red wooden box with '囍' engraved on it, with fine workmanship and intricate patterns; Mrs. Shen's first husband was Chinese, and we preliminarily speculate that it was part of her dowry when she got married. One, keep it as a souvenir..."

Hojo Natsuki nodded while listening, he didn't care much about this, it was essentially nothing to do with him.

Listening to Bourbon's analysis of the possibility of Mrs. Shen's own daughter-killing, he couldn't help interrupting: "Wait, what does this have to do with your mission?"

"It has a lot to do with it." Bourbon recalled the photo of the girl, "She was one of our suspects, and now she's dead.

"The foreign trade company she worked for declared bankruptcy and liquidation after signing a contract with the organization and receiving tens of millions of dollars. The movement of that money..."

According to the organization's behavior style, if such a huge amount is lost, the relevant personnel involved in the case will be liquidated without exception.

But this is America.The organization has interests with the Japanese government, and the two parties naturally made an unwritten agreement. For example, they must be cautious in acting in the United States and not make big news.

Xia Shu sighed: "Bourbon, you really look like a detective."

"Inference is my little hobby." Bourbon was a little speechless, "But why is your focus here?"

He then named three suspects, Mrs. Shen herself, the girl's ex-boyfriend, the CFO of the foreign trade company; and the girl's lover, the gardener Matthew.

"Her ex-boyfriend is a million-dollar CFO." Xia Shu said, "Why do you still like a gardener?"

Bourbon suddenly choked up: "Why do you always pay attention to strange places? Don't you wonder who the murderer is?"

Hojo Natsuki nodded, and replied very honestly: "Because it's not my task, I don't care."

He is a chaotic neutral faction in the traditional sense. If it is not necessary for the mission, he will not take the initiative to kill people. Even if he does, he will try to take the method with the least casualties; but at the same time, he has no interest in being the one who saves people.

Bourbon's purple-gray pupils paused on his face for a while, then he suddenly smiled and said, "I don't have any curiosity, Xia Shu-kun."

"No." Xia Shu said, "I never put my curiosity on such small things. Everyone will die one day, so should I care about the past one by one?"

When he said this, his expression was still soft and harmless, but his voice revealed a bit of inhuman coldness.

Hojo Natsuki went on to say: "In order to explore and get more really useful things, I will not waste extra time on useless things."

His eyes were bright, and his pupils revealed a fragmented and firm light.

Laplace demon, and the secrets of the game system, he will definitely investigate to the end.

"So that's how it is." Bourbon caught his firm look in his eyes, and immediately understood; his expression carried a look of reconfirmation after a successful temptation, "For my own goal, can I give anything?"

——For the justice that will come in the end, can you give anything?Hojo Natsuki.

Hojo Natsuki didn't know that the other party had stamped himself as 'definitely a public security assistant', so he answered without hesitation: "Of course."

"Really?" Bourbon smiled happily.

Zhu Fujing's face was moved, and he quickly disappeared, patting his shoulder like Akai Shuichi did just now.

Natsuki is confused.

This man is so weird.

He turned his head to look, and even Akai's expression softened a bit.

Xia Shu continued to be confused.

Why do they have such old father-like eyes...

"You don't need to analyze her daughter's murder case with me." Hojo Natsuki said, "Just tell me, is there anything else I can help? I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Bourbon immediately put on his capitalist-like smile again: "Yes."

Hojo Natsuki had an ominous premonition: "...You say, I may not agree."

Bourbon smiled slightly and said, "Can you ask Mrs. Shen out for a few hours?"

Natsuki Hojo: "..."

"Are you human, Bourbon?" he asked in surprise. "You have no conscience at all?"

Bourbon responded indifferently: "I have already abandoned this kind of thing when I joined the organization."

Hojo Natsuki said very firmly: "I refuse."

After finishing speaking, he returned to the room, closed the door forcefully, locked it, and ignored Bourbon who explained at the door.

He nestled on the lazy sofa for a while, took out the small bag containing the earrings from his pocket, walked to the table, and found a pair of thin tweezers from the tool box he carried with him.

Unscrew the desk lamp.

Hojo Natsuki originally tried to modify the positioning chip, but its structure was too stupid, and it could only match the signal receiver with the specified code, which made him unable to start, so he simply installed it back.

Originally, he put the chip back in the hope that in case of an unfortunate kidnapping case, there would be someone who could control his movements so that he could be rescued earlier (obviously he was deceiving himself but he didn’t realize it), but he was also severely beaten by Akai He was severely persecuted.

Hojo Natsuki angrily took out the chip and threw it away. He saw that there seemed to be a faint imprint on the back of the black zircon.

He thought it was the brand logo of the earrings, so he looked at it a little under the light of the desk lamp.

Then the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more frightened you become.

An unfinished dotted half note.

...It's the symbol Shuji Tsushima let him recognize before!

Then, he couldn't help but think of more, such as a post he had inadvertently read, the theme was [Tears of the Times Series, Red and Black 12 Comparison], which listed in detail the differences from character modeling to grenade explosion rendering , and at the very beginning of the post, it is——

Game LOGO comparison.

Xia Shu tried hard to recall, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the red and black 1 game LOGO in the sticker was like this variation of dotted half notes, but he only looked at it in general at that time, so he didn't remember more.

With the game logo printed on it, could it be something produced by the game?Like...props?

He immediately opened the forum, took pictures of the earrings, and edited the post: [Help] Has anyone seen this?What is it for?

Click Send.

Loading...

System prompt: [Failed to send]

And a pop-up window was attached: [Dear, the picture you sent contains illegal content, please check and modify it. 】

Xia Shu: "..."

It's useless to change the title again, this dog forum just doesn't want him to post pictures of earrings.

But this is also true, this earring has a high probability of being a red and black 1 prop.

So what's the use?Mind reading or superpowers?He didn't seem to have become supernatural after wearing it for so long.

Xia Shu carefully observed the LOGO again, used a ballpoint pen to draw it out, and uploaded it to the forum.

【HELP】What is this?

[Ice American Righteous Way: (Picture.jpg)]

【1L:...】

[2L: Uh, come downstairs]

[3L: What kind of jb is this painting... oh, it's just jb, then it's okay]

[4L: I originally wanted to be banned by the administrator, but I saw that Ice American Rolls held back]

【5L: Even if it's an iced American Rolls, don't be cold! 】

[6L: It's a baby elephant!He added baby elephants to Shitu! 】

[7L: Are you implying that you and your elder brother have a wife? (The dog's head is holding a rose)]

[8L] Reply to [7L]: [Teacher, I have enlightened! !The income is pinched!The scheming couple are showing their affection again, right? ! 】

Xia Shu: "..."

Looking left and right, he felt that his painting was pretty good, and suddenly wondered, what were those people on the forum thinking?

By the way, he glanced at the private messages, and found that someone sent him [99+] messages, so persistent that it made people feel distressed.

It turned out to be [soap bubbles].

[Soap Bubbles]: Mr. Digital, come out for me, I know you are at home! !

[Soap Bubbles]: Come back to me, come back to me, come back to me, come back to me, come back to me (dump truck starts) (crazy) (drive a dump truck to create people) (create yourself to death)

Even in the last second.

Xia Shu clicked on the dialog box and replied: 【Sorry, the account I bought was not my own. 】

then……

[Soap bubbles]: woc

Xia Shu didn't know that when he replied to the private message, Soap Bubble's chat interface immediately updated his personal information, for example, his new ID.

[Soap Bubbles]: ...You, you are the ice American style? !help! ! !

[Soap Bubbles]: I need oxygen...

[Soap Bubbles]: You are an Ice American, wait, why are you an Ice American?Still cosplaying so well?Do you still have a cosplayer who is a big brother?This, what kind of plot is this? I'm dizzy...

[Soap Bubbles]: Tell me honestly, you don’t know how to do it, is it the schoolbag itself? ! ! ! ! woc! ! ? ?Don't you deny the ice Americano!Be frank and lenient!

Natsuki Hojo: "..."

This……

He suddenly felt a bit of a headache, thinking of dealing with the other party's nonsense, and the possible bloodbath on the forum after the other party said it, he became tired; he was very tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Natsuki Hojo decided to sleep.

……

The next day was a full schedule with Shirley, a continuous technology and drug research exchange meeting, during which all electronic equipment was confiscated; his brain was overloaded with work, and he couldn't spare the energy to go to the forum.

After finally being able to take a breather at night, the news about Gin came first.

[Injustice Boss: Come down. 】

Before Natsuki Hojo sat on the sofa for a few seconds, he reluctantly got up and got into the other party's car.

But it's not bad, Gin must know something about this earring.

"You said that I gave you the earring." He held up the small obsidian and asked, "When did it happen?"

Gin: "I don't remember."

Xia Shu: "..."

Calculate it, it should be thirteen or fourteen years old, the exact time is uncertain.

Xia Shu shuttled through the memory fragments, and suddenly remembered that there was still a record of posting. He only read the ones he posted yesterday, and he didn't know whether the permissions of the old posts were unlocked.

He opened [Post Record], scrolled down, and the name that was originally harmonized into □□ showed its true face.

[Help] Why did that kid named Kurosawa Jin send me flowers? Is this a plot point?

[Help] Kurosawa Jin told me "Don't die", does that mean death FLAG? help, save QAQ

Xia Shu: "..."

Kurosawa Jin...is this the real name of Gin?

He tilted his head weakly and asked, "Have you ever sent me flowers?"

Qin Jiu glanced at him, as if hearing some joke, sneered: "You think you're a little girl?"

This is what denial means.

Xia Shu couldn't figure it out even more, his curiosity made him immediately open the forum to see what happened, but Gin was still in the car, and the action of browsing the forum in the void would be very strange.

"I want to drink that." He pointed to the fruit yogurt shop on the street, blinked, and said casually, "I want...kiwi flavor."

Qin Jiu said coldly: "You are very diligent in ordering people."

But he still unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car at a leisurely pace.

Xia Shu watched him go to the queue, and immediately checked the forum against time. The old posts still couldn't be clicked, and the front page was full of CP posts... He became more and more irritable, and had to pay attention to Gin's movements all the time.

However, Gin was not something his three-legged cat could easily catch.

When Xia Shu reacted, the car door made a "pop" sound, and a bunch of roses were thrown into his arms.

Hojo Natsuki was stunned for a moment.

……This is?

The rose was fresh and tender, with a few drops of dew still on the petals, and the rich aroma immediately filled his five senses.

Xia Shu hugged Rose, as surprised as a child who was knocked unconscious by candy, he looked up at the other party - Gin still had such a casual expression, as if he had done something very ordinary.

"Your flowers," he said.