How to file a resignation with Gin

Hojo Natsuki was awakened by strangulation.

He dreamed that he was diving, and then he was entangled by the tentacles from the abyss, dragged into the deep sea, no matter how hard he struggled, he had difficulty breathing...

Woke up and found the culprit was gin.

He struggled hard a few times, but found that resistance was futile, and immediately gave up—according to Gin's vigilance, he could only wake up earlier, and if he couldn't break free, it was because the other party didn't want to let go.

Gin's forearm tightly held his waist, and the temperature was too hot to be ignored.

During the 'teaching', Hojo Natsuki discovered the natural gap between him and Gin's power gap. The other party can make him immobilized with one hand.

In the end, due to his resistance, the gin tasted a little.

...the more I think about it, the hotter I get.

Hojo Natsuki gave up on himself, opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, ready to browse the forum to reshape his self-righteousness that was deeply hit.

He pushed the gin: "I have a job, let me go."

This trick was tried and tested, Xia Shu was able to escape, and then went to the living room to browse the forum.

But Meidi Nijia’s food is really too little, and some of them are pretended by the scheming Meidi sister. At the beginning, she wears the mask of Qin Youren, but when she is driving, she suddenly reveals her true face to create Shi Nijia, and finally make up for it. The previous sentence "Love Letter to the Emperor of the United States, if you don't dismantle it, you won't go against it!"

Natsuki Hojo: "..."

Forget it, let's get down to business.

He counted people who had knowledge and contact with the Laplace demon, and found that he had missed two police officers, Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji.

Although according to their looks, they should also be the most popular characters in the game.But to Natsuki Hojo, they are like NPCs who appeared to give experience, and the sense of sight of tool people is too heavy; the work of the □□ processing team seems to be difficult to get in touch with the main line of the plot.

Natsuki Hojo didn't get many posts about them, so of course he didn't go into it.

But thinking about it carefully, these two people, as the beneficiaries of Laplace's demon, are still the police... very subtle.

He searched for topic posts about these two people, and was surprised to find that there were quite a few of them. Judging from the number of posts, they were definitely highly popular characters.

Hojo Natsuki beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting his mistakes.

I browsed a few posts and found that someone just asked about this

[Small chat] Why is the content of police five on the chat board so low now, my Matsuda, oh my Matsuda, is no one pushing him?

【Lord | Drive my beloved Mazda: qwq】

[1L: Tianyi 3G is too fast! 】

【2L: No, no, no, no one doesn't know the police academy zone】

[3L: Hey!Let me see who this is!Police 5 girls?This is Miss Mei Di's territory, you are not welcome here! (Two fingers pointing back)]

[4L: Seriously, everyone has moved to the police academy group area to play, and it is easy to quarrel here, you find the role exchange area, the second is]

[The landlord] Reply [4L]: [Oh ok, thank you qwq]

The time of posting was astonishingly half a year ago.

What the forum showed him was limited, and Hojo Natsuki couldn't believe it all. After all, the designer of the forum could completely guide his actions through the information displayed. Things have been left for a long time.

Xia Shu sighed.

He got a general idea of ​​who the police academy was, and sure enough, he saw Bourbon's name again, which was similar to what he had guessed before.

[Laplace Demon] Saved the lives of Matsuda and Hagiwara. If it is converted into red team achievements, there should be a lot, right? ...maybe that's why the forums are unlocked, maybe.

No matter what, you have to have a good relationship with these two people.

The nature of Matsuda and Hagiwara's work is relatively simple, unlike Bourbon's eight hundred minds, they are decent people, and it shouldn't be difficult to get along with each other.

Natsuki Hojo immediately placed an order for two gifts at a reasonable price, and considering the time difference between Japan and the United States, it was almost time for the civil servants to get off work.

He found [Matsuda Jinpei] in the contacts and pressed the call button.

"Hello? It's me, Matsuda-kun." He smiled, "I'm going to come back from America in a few days, I bought some small gifts for you and Hagiwara-kun, send them to you, or hand them to you when we meet next time? "

Matsuda laughed: "Xia Shu, you are too polite."

"Don't worry, it's not expensive, it's a gift in return for your last treat."

This signal of goodwill was very successful. Hojo Natsuki chatted with Matsuda for a while, and the other party shared interesting things about his work with him, and he also picked up some things that he could talk about in exchange.

Matsuda asked: "...So, you still want to continue to study artificial intelligence?"

Xia Shu glanced in the direction of the bedroom, afraid of being overheard by Qin Jiu, and said vaguely: "It's about the same, it hasn't been decided yet."

He felt that he shouldn't let Gin know that he was about to make a move against [Laplace's Demon].

There is an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"Oh yes, I have something I want to ask you." Matsuda paused and hissed, obviously trying to explain in words, "Recently, the Explosive Division is going to make a...micro movie? Like a promotional film Yes, we need a few amateurs to play, are you interested in playing? It doesn’t take a lot of time, the hourly salary is high, and there are separate high-temperature subsidies and..."

Natsuki Hojo was not short of money, and opened his mouth to decline, but Bourbon's mysterious smile suddenly flashed in his mind.

If Bourbon sees this promotional video, his expression will be very exciting, right?

Bourbon's always calm and easy-going look, after discovering that the person he wants to protect is very close to the members of the organization, can he maintain it?

So Hojo Natsuki readily agreed: "I want to go! I'm looking forward to contacting you when I return to Japan."

He hung up the phone, feeling happier the more he thought about it.

"Who are you calling?" Qin Jiu asked.

Xia Shu: "Interesting people are not in the organization."

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have something to do, so he didn't ask further.

Gin directly sat down at the table, turned on the computer, his face was slightly dignified.

Hojo Natsuki was laid back, thinking of persecuting Bourbon, he could hardly help laughing.

He ordered two glasses of iced Americano, and pulled his slippers to tidy up his things; the overly long trousers were folded a few times, but the fabric was very silky, and they spread out naturally as he walked, hanging down to the ground again.

Xia Shu was walking around in the clothes and almost fell down.

These pajama pants are too long for him, but he has to wear them, otherwise he always feels that something very dangerous will happen.

"Do you have shorter pants?" Xia Shu made a gesture, reaching to the knees, "This long is best."

Qin Jiu didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "No."

Seeing that he was working, Hojo Natsuki wisely stopped asking, walked into the bedroom alone, opened the closet and searched.

He was a little surprised that Gin actually folded clothes by himself. Except for the hanging coat, the shirt and long and short sleeves were folded squarely, and the folded corners were smoothed patiently. Hands of people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, the styles and colors are similar.

After a cursory look, two sets of pajamas have already been taken out.

Before closing the closet door, Xia Shu glanced at several identical black trench coats.

One of them had a slightly creased hem, which he tried to smooth out, but to no avail; so he searched the entire safehouse, and sure enough, there was no such thing as an ironing machine.

"Looking for what?" Qin Jiu asked.

Xia Shu asked without expecting anything, but he only got a mocking look.

But his obsessive-compulsive disorder broke out, and he thought he had to fight this wrinkle to the end; he worked hard, dismantled the robot vacuum on the spot, and built a simple garment steamer with the materials already in the house.

Qin Jiu: "... What do you want to do?"

"Save the world." Xia Shu said solemnly.

Xia Shu finally got over the wrinkle and was quite satisfied; the windbreaker jacket was steamed by the heat, and he could smell the faint smell of aftershave water when he got close.

He smelled it, but there was no smell of tobacco.

So he opened the closet and sniffed the other pieces.

This one is completely new and only smells like laundry detergent.

This one has been worn, and it has a very light smoke smell that cannot be washed off.

this……

Hojo Natsuki naturally stretched out his hand to the neatly folded long and short sleeves. He found that he could tell from the subtle smell difference which clothes had been matched with which windbreaker, so he smelled them one by one, neatly The neat shirt and long sleeves were turned over by him and piled up on the bed.

Xia Shu was immersed in this small matching game similar to Lianliankan.

After being addicted to it for 5 minutes, he suddenly felt that he was a bit of an idiot, so he decided to stop.

Then he turned around and stared at the pile of clothes on the bed.

Xia Shu: "..."

Hiss, according to the sensitivity of gin, it will definitely be discovered.

Fortunately, he has an excellent instant memory similar to that of a camera, so if he takes some time to restore it, it should be pretty good.

But so lazy.

Hojo Natsuki decided to lie down for a few minutes before tidying up.

He lay down next to the pile of clothes, and the familiar smell came over quietly, it smelled really good.

Hojo Natsuki turned around and lay in the middle of the pile of clothes as if making a nest, feeling instantly satisfied; after a few minutes, he felt that his behavior was a bit perverted, and sat up shaking his calves.

Then he stood up and met Qin Jiu's eyes.

The silver-haired man crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame. He stood there for an unknown amount of time, with a subtle and pleasant smile on his face.

Xia Shu: "..."

was found!a bolt from the blue!

I don't want to live anymore!

Qin Jiu took the time to observe his wonderful expression, and asked in a loose tone, "What are you doing?"

Xia Shu: "..."

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !