How to file a resignation with Gin

Matsuda didn't care, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why?"

"Because in film and television dramas, people who usually drive this kind of car." Hojo Natsuki said nonsense, "They are all like extreme bosses."

Matsuda was a little interested by his nonsense, but he stopped looking at the Porsche outside the window, and said with a smile: "Then I shouldn't keep watching, what if I get silenced?"

Hojo Natsuki said quietly: "Yes, what should I do?"

What else can I do?Don't worry, Bourbon should come to visit you.

After a few minutes, he quietly moved his body back a little and looked out the window from the corner of his eye.

Where the Porsche was originally parked, the car had already left.

Only a blond young man wearing a peaked cap was left standing there to answer the phone. The skin on the back of his hands and wrist bones was a healthy wheat color. From a distance, his lips were tightly pressed when he answered the phone, and he seemed to be in a bad mood .

Bourbon's appearance is very recognizable, and his unhappiness is Hojo Natsuki's happiness.

He stared for a while, and Bourbon, perhaps noticing his gaze, looked left and right, and finally looked up to meet Natsuki.

Hojo Natsuki raised the glass of orange juice, raised it to him leisurely, and mouthed "Cheers" - from the angle of the other party, you should be able to see Matsuda's curly hair and half of his face, this person is impossible to recognize not come out.

A few seconds later, Bourbon's contemptuous and contemptuous eyes suddenly changed. He pressed the brim of his hat and walked away quickly.

"What are you doing?" Matsuda followed his gaze and glanced downstairs, "?"

Hojo Natsuki smiled brightly at him, shook his head and said, "I see someone I know."

And it's your acquaintance.

Matsuda: "?"

Because he easily persecuted Bourbon, Hojo Natsuki ate this meal very comfortably. He fantasized about how Bourbon would test himself without any trace in the future. He almost flew up when he walked; It's too likely to take the initiative to mention this matter with him, after all, it is much more convenient to ask about the same period.

And as he expected, after Hojo Natsuki and Matsuda Hagiwara bid farewell, a long-lost name flashed on the communication interface of Matsuda's mobile phone.

He deliberately showed it to Hagiwara, and Hagiwara also raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh?"

【Zero】

"Let me see who's calling?" Matsuda clicked on the speakerphone, and said with a smile, "I'm so busy, why do I suddenly have time to call you?"

Holding the mobile phone, Jiang Gu Ling also smiled on the other end of the phone: "Isn't this something to be concerned about occasionally?"

The fact that Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang sneaked into the organization was not known to family and friends, and they all claimed to be carrying out secret missions to the outside world, and they also specially told their friends to pretend not to know each other when they encountered him on any occasion, which was severely complained by Matsuda .

After a few short greetings, Furutani Rei restrained his smile and asked seriously, "How did you and Hagi know Hojo Natsuki?"

Matsuda and Hagiwara looked at each other.

Hagiwara's secret: "Well, it's a long story, it goes back many years..."

Matsuda answered: "I think I need to find a place to talk slowly."

"Understood, I'll treat you to dinner next time." Jiang Gu Ling responded obediently, "Please, please tell me the truth."

Hearing his serious tone, the two stopped joking and told the truth about their acquaintance experience, and subtly concealed the part about [Laplace's Demon].

"Does he have something to do with your current mission?" Thinking of this, Hagiwara couldn't help feeling a little worried, and frowned, "...In fact, he saved my life. The person I told you about is Natsuki, I personally don't think he will be a villain. Of course, I don't want to influence your judgment."

Although Matsuda and Hagiwara didn't mention "Laplace Demon", Furutani Rei also thought of it with his extraordinary reasoning ability; but he thought for a moment in silence, and when he heard Hagiwara's confession, he immediately suppressed the desire to ask .

If you have to make it clear one by one, it will be easy to involve the two friends in the vortex of the organization - at least from the point of "Natsuki Hojo saved Kenji Hagiwara", Rei Furutani has confirmed his identity as a public security assistant more and more, which is enough up.

"You said he was looking for someone." Jiang Gu Ling cleverly changed the question, "What kind of person is it?"

Matsuda rummaged through his memory, and said vaguely: "It's his young master, whose identity information needs to be kept secret, and there is a high probability that he is of mixed race."

Kuroda Hei said: [That Tsushima guy?Also quite rebellious.It turned out to be the young master of a certain family who ran away from home when he was a teenager...]

Match again.

As for the mixed race, there is no photo of Tsushima in the existing archives, and Kuroda Hei also said that he "can't remember his appearance", which is impossible to verify.

Therefore, as the second generation of the organization, Hojo Natsuki met the young master Tsushima by some kind of coincidence—Furutani Rei guessed that there was a high probability that they met when they were receiving training in the institution, and then reunited in a foreign country—he heard that Tsushima Island also went to the United States to study.Maybe the two are alumni.

Jiang Guling squeezed the phone, feeling the thrill of winning, the corners of his lips raised.

……

At the same time, Natsuki Hojo was quietly doing bad things.

He paid the bill, went out with a few bottles of spirits, and went to a nearby high-end hotel to open a room like a thief.

Then shake out allergy medicine, hangover medicine, measuring cup, bandages, a whole change of clothes...etc. from the bag.

Hojo Natsuki is a man with a scientific spirit and excellent resilience; in order to explore really curious things, he also doesn't care much about his own life, and it is appropriate to sum it up as good at dying.

Before committing suicide, he turned on his phone to confirm the time, and flipped through the forum.

The swarm of news overwhelmed him, and countless windows rushed up one after another, covering the previous one.

Natsuki Hojo: "?"

He thought to himself, he just sent a passport photo of himself as a teenager, there is no need to be so exaggerated, right?

At the top is the official information.

【Official Private Message】

Congratulations, your popularity has exceeded 8000, and you have obtained the title [Famous], you can choose to wear the title in [Personal Settings] - [My Title]!

Take a closer look, it really is——

【personal information】

[Ice American Righteous Way [Modify Nickname]]

[Forum popularity: Lv5 is famous far and near [8099/20000]]

Natsuki Hojo immediately checked what new functions he had, and found that what he unlocked was actually a new section: [Experience Sharing]

He clicked in, and felt a kind of comfort from the bottom of his heart just by looking at the general interface.

No CP stickers, no screaming, no crazy literature... what kind of place is this?heaven?

As the name of this section says, players share their strategy experience and journey here.

Natsuki Hojo has selected more refined high-rise posts, all of which are the fate of game bosses. In addition to their experience, they also include their analysis of the future direction of the main line based on the existing plots. The details are appropriate and the logic is rigorous.

Then he was shocked to find that all of these people held the same point of view: [The red side of the main line must win, and evil cannot prevail against good].

Xia Shu was really curious, so he posted a question.

[Help] Why do you think that Black cannot win the decisive battle?

[Old Landlord|Ice American Righteous Way: Will the playability be very low for black card players? 】

[1L: ... come downstairs]

[2L: Uh, are you serious? 】

[3L: Fishing? 】

[4L: If you're serious about asking, lz, because the game needs to be reviewed]

[5L:?It goes without saying that if the black side of the main line can win, this game will also have to be reported and taken off the shelves. Now the domestic entertainment environment understands it]

【6L: How did the cloud player touch it? It's fun】

Natsuki Hojo: "..."

He really didn't expect such a simple and rude reason, and he was stunned for a moment on the spot.

After a few layers, the direction of the post changed as someone recognized his identity.

[15L: Ice American teacher? ! !Master Ball! ! 】

[16L: Wow, so you came here, the sisters in the chat version have been waiting for you so hard! !answer quickly!Are you a staff member? Say it! 】

[17L: Ice American Style, give up struggling! 】

These players called their friends and turned this simple inquiry post into a check-in building.

Hojo Natsuki felt a little strange, so he went back and turned over, and then found...he had overturned the car.

When he was still wearing the digital ID of [552277] and had just unlocked the right to post, he had posted these few posts.

[CP Xiang/Qin Shu] Who was the good friend of the schoolbag before the age of 17?Did someone pick it up?

[CP Xiang/Qin Shu] Is Mr. Zhuma in the schoolbag the eldest brother?

【Help】I'm in the winery, I want to ask who is the person who forgot his schoolbag?

……

At that time, it was torn up by love letter CP fans because of the troubled version, and even triggered a small-scale public opinion war, but the main plot did not go deep into this aspect at that time.

As his popularity rose, someone suddenly dug his grave, and the forum immediately exploded, with a bunch of shoutouts on the front page of the chat section.

[Chat] @冰美式世界正道, what a coincidence, do you also play Red and Black 2 in your schoolbag?Have you topped up?Do you want me to help you with the first charge?

[Chat] @冰美式人世正道, where are you, my wife, you want to be happy, my wife, please check my brand qwq

……

Hojo Natsuki sighed tiredly, no wonder his experience increased so quickly.

He turned off the screen of his phone, integrated the content he had just seen in the [Experience Sharing] section, and filled in the branches and leaves of the main storyline he had originally conceived.

Up to now, the help that the forum can provide him has basically reached its limit. He needs to know more and deeper information, not just at the player level.

Therefore, Hojo Natsuki thinks that he no longer needs to deliberately approach people from the red side to unlock the function.

But there was one thing that he was very, very concerned about - about the ending of the game.

The red side must win, and the best end for the organizers is to escape legal sanctions and spend the rest of their lives in wanted and hunted.

Maybe this has something to do with the restart of his game, but Natsuki, the player in the first week, is the undercover agent of the red side, so it stands to reason that he belongs to the winning camp...and so on.But gin.

Gin is one of the core NPCs of the opposing camp.

Hojo Natsuki was suddenly bored, he opened the wine and poured it into the glass.

The pale golden wine was soaked into the ice cubes, knocking out a faint aroma on the wall of the glass.

He gulped down, and the burning sensation immediately spread from the esophagus, and then he slowly tore off the tablet of the allergy medicine.

When Hojo Natsuki was young, he thought highly of himself and always thought that everything could be easily changed; a person like him was born to change the world.

He later discovered that it was so difficult to influence even people he knew.For example, he couldn't persuade Gin to withdraw from the organization. It would be as absurd as asking a shark to switch to breathing with lungs. Perhaps the drastic changes in the ocean environment would prompt it to evolve in this way in order to survive.

Just as a shark cannot suddenly become a mammal, Gin cannot voluntarily leave the tissue.

... Then will he die?As the will of the world expects.

Natsuki Hojo suffers from alcohol, but also from the pain of powerlessness.

When studying abroad and traveling in the central part, the sightseeing car passed a large wheat field, and the wind set off golden waves with ups and downs.

When the wind comes, the wheat is silent; when the sickle comes, what can it say?

Hojo Natsuki seriously considers the possibility of killing all the red party characters.

Bourbon and Rye are tough to deal with, but he has Gin to help; current hero Shinichi Kudo is a kid...

No, no.

He remembered what he had done to artificial intelligence No. 3 in the game, gritted his teeth, and noticed something in the dark... Maybe this is one of the reasons for the restart of the game; he used to be self-righteous, made a serious mistake, Forcibly turned back on track.

According to what he knows about himself, then [Hojo Natsuki] who lost so badly will definitely try his best to leave a message for him, and beware of repeating the same mistakes.

forum?what else?

...This week, he accidentally saved the lives of Matsuda and Hagiwara.

Hojo Natsuki sighed and drank another glass of wine.

The burning sensation was so strong that he resisted the urge to nausea, and tightened his grip on the medicine tablet in his hand.

【drip-drip-】

Default phone ringtone.

He subconsciously touched the phone, but suddenly realized that the voice was not coming from the outside world.

In front of a blurry scene, a picture that was neatly divided into two halves suddenly appeared, and gradually changed from a rough outline to a clear and distinct picture.

The boy Xia Shu on the left is sitting on the bed in the bedroom, holding the phone, waiting patiently.

The boy Heisawa on the right is located in a dark alley, and the ground at the entrance of the alley is covered with sunshine, but he walked to the depths of the alley, staggered, and finally stabilized himself against the rusty outer wall of the drainpipe .

Kurosawa Jin suffered serious injuries, tore off his jacket and bulletproof vest, his chest heaved violently, and bright red color oozes from the bandage.

He clamped the phone between his shoulder and ear, asked "what's the matter" flatly, and then bandaged himself.

The boy Xia Shu opened his mouth, looked at the wall, pursed his lips and said, "It's nothing, I just miss you."

"Boring." Kurosawa sneered, "It's dead."

Xia Shu hurriedly spoke to stop it: "...don't do it yet."

He paused and asked carefully, "Did you just finish your mission? Are you injured?"

Kurosawa breathed unchanged, wrapped a bandage around his waist and abdomen, and asked in a flat tone: "Do you think I'm as useless as you?"

"Let me care about you." The boy Xia Shu smiled softly, "I had a terrible dream, so I want to hear what you have to say, it's all over now."

The voice was clearly laughing, but tears flowed down from his eyes involuntarily.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and murmured like the rest of his life after a catastrophe: "...So it was just a dream."

Xia Shu wanted to say something more, but the physical sourness strangled his throat, making his voice tremble, so he endured it.He walked to the balcony, looked at the top of the tree outside the window, and his pupils were covered with a layer of sparkling mist.

Kurosawa was silent for a moment.

His breathing was very light, and it came along the phone line, and there was nothing, as if the connection had been cut off.

"Tsk." After a long time, he warned in a low voice, "Don't cry."