How to file a resignation with Gin

Belmode hugged his shoulders, walked slowly from the living room to the window, and stood beside Gin.

From her perspective, she could only see a gift bag and an umbrella that had fallen at the door of the convenience store, and a few drops of unclear red liquid on the ground.

The heavy rain and gloomy weather greatly reduced the visibility of the air, and Belmode looked towards the intersection, unable to catch the figure.

"Fleeing after being injured?" She parted her red lips lightly, her tone was like a chant, "You are so cruel, Gin.... I thought that children would be different."

Gin put away Beretta, and didn't even bother to give her alms.

Belmode was used to silence, and asked inadvertently, "Will you kill him yourself?"

Lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating Gin Jiu's expressionless face.

"You still like to ask silly questions, Vermouth," he said.

……

Natsuki Hojo was lucky, and happened to stop a taxi when he ran to the intersection.

He casually reported the nearest location, which was his other safe house, and there was a modified supercar in the underground garage.You can't rely on slow taxis and organized chasers... To put it bluntly, it's time to compete with gin.

Under Hojo Natsuki's money offensive, the driver stepped on the speeding line and quickly sent him to the designated place.

From here to another stronghold, based on the current road traffic conditions, it will take about 10 minutes.

The rainwater dripped into a river on the windows, patter clatter, and the sound was crisp.

Hojo Natsuki pressed the bleeding wound on his arm, quietly looking out the window at the blurred world separated by the rain curtain.

Gin...why don't you want to ask first, listen to his explanation?

Because the organization issued such an order, is he even deprived of the right to defend himself?

But when the other party did this, Xia Shu didn't find it strange at all, but thought sadly and funny: this day is still here.

All the happiness and love I had before were stolen and endangered on the premise of not conflicting with the interests of the organization.When the string really broke, the fateful multiple-choice question was placed in front of Gin, and Hojo Natsuki was destined not to be the one chosen.

Qin Jiu is such a person, he doesn't care about it, and there is no possibility of loving someone at all.His favoritism that leaked from his fingers is as light and thin as a dream, and his condescending attitude of charity can be withdrawn at any time.

Even if it is a lover, as long as the organization needs it, his life can be taken away at any time.

This is Gin.

Hojo Natsuki stared at the numbers representing the time on the screen, thinking, otherwise, wait another half an hour.

I've been spineless so many times, and it's not too bad, if I can't wait for an explanation...

It was as if someone had strangled his throat, and the soreness and suffocation surged up together, but even in his heart, he couldn't say those words.

Do you really want to give up like this? ...so painful.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

Tick, click.

The sound of the pointer moving was drowned in the sound of rain.

It shouldn't be like this, how did it become like this?

He wouldn't do that to me.Natsuki Hojo thought.Kurosawa will not.Even if Kurosawa is loyal to the organization, he will listen to his explanation before making the next decision.

Instead of shooting him mercilessly and decisively.

But this person is Gin.

Hojo Natsuki looked at the screen calmly, 10 minutes had passed.

"Sir, we've arrived." The driver couldn't help reminding.He glanced at the young man who had been dazed for a long time from the rearview mirror, and seemed to think of something, "Are you without an umbrella? I have a spare..."

Hojo Natsuki came back to his senses and smiled with difficulty: "No, thank you."

It was just rain.

He dragged all of Gin's contact information into the blacklist, put his face together, and ran into the rain without looking back.

……

Although it was the first time to be hunted down, Hojo Natsuki had already done many simulations of escaping from the organization.He sat in the cab dripping wet and sneezed.

The rain was really cold, and the big raindrops hurt the skin, but they also made the mind clear.

...what happened in the past, let's stay in the past.

As soon as Natsuki Hojo touched the steering wheel, he immediately started the engine familiarly and rushed onto the road at high speed.

Only by surviving can there be room for investigation and counterattack.

He drove the car with one hand and played on the doctor's phone incessantly.The timing of those text messages came just right, except for this person, he couldn't think of anyone else who could calculate so accurately.

During the waiting time, Xia Shu took off the ring, looked at it a little distractedly, put it in his pocket, and his face gradually turned cold.

Before the doctor answered the phone, another unknown number popped up, and he clicked on it.

"It's me." Scotland said anxiously, "How is your side? Where are you now? I can..."

Natsuki Hojo asked, "Did you send the text message?"

Scotland was taken aback: "What text message? Did it remind you? It might be Ze...I mean, Bourbon."

"Okay, I see." Hojo Natsuki glanced at the rearview mirror, and a car was already stalking him, "How did I expose it? Are you okay?"

Scotch with guilt: "You are Jin Dao's assistant, the relevant files at the police... We are also investigating..."

Nonsense.It was done by that bastard doctor.

But if the opponent is that guy, it will be difficult for him to try to prove his innocence and loyalty, and the organization's principles have always been to kill by mistake rather than let him go.

The doctor wants to force him to go and let him help Hongfang?

Seeing the reflection of the chasing car becoming more and more obvious in the rearview mirror, Natsuki Hojo pressed the blue button next to the automatic transmission, and the trunk immediately bounced open. Go out and hit the car behind with precision.

The loud bang was left behind by his sports car, and the cross-sea highway was instantly ablaze and thick smoke billowed.

A huge sound wave came into the radio hole, and Scotland asked worriedly, "Is something wrong?"

"Don't worry, you missed me." Hojo Natsuki nonsense nonsense, "Can the police take care of me now?"

His intentions were not with the police, but with Scotland himself.Being chased and killed by the organization has confirmed his identity as a public security assistant. With Scotland's character, he will definitely do his best to help his companions who are kind to him.

I still want to experiment, what will happen if the red side is killed?Conversely, what would happen if Belmode or Rum were killed?

The moment the idea came up, another thought suddenly occupied his brain.

Hojo Natsuki was patiently weaving a trap, but after realizing this, he suddenly changed his tone: "I'll contact you later, I have something to do."

He originally planned to go to Tokyo Bay and leave the country via a stowaway boat, but at this moment he quickly changed direction.

It is not difficult to get rid of the tracking of ordinary members of the organization, abandon the car, leave specious smoke bombs, temporarily disrupt the area monitoring signal, and then perform a simple disguise.

Half an hour later, Hojo Natsuki walked into Narita Airport pretending to be a passenger carrying a small boarding case.

Due to the torrential rain, the traffic capacity has dropped significantly, and the bulletin boards are flashing red lights showing flight delays at home and abroad, and the refund rate has increased accordingly.Hojo Natsuki took the opportunity to buy the latest flight to California, and then continued to play the doctor.

The other party refused to answer, so he called patiently. Not long after, a lazy voice floated over the receiver.

"Hello?" the doctor complained in a dragged tone, "Xia Shu-kun, now is not the time to meet guests."

Hojo Natsuki asked bluntly, "What exactly do you want?"

"Wow, it's so fierce. But I'm just an ordinary doctor." The doctor's tone was very innocent, "I don't want anything except the patient's health and consultation fee."

"...Then you are really noble."

Fortunately, there were no further delays.

The airport announced his flight number, and repeated the boarding gate number several times.

Natsuki Hojo carried the small boarding case and suddenly became more comfortable. He even smiled and said, "I'm going to California now."

"Summer in California is beautiful." The doctor answered calmly, "Have a nice trip."

"It's not a trip. Unfortunately, I'm being hunted down." He looked left and right to find his own boarding gate, "And this terrible weather, if you are unlucky, you will have a flight accident, and you may be buried in the Pacific Ocean immediately."

The doctor sighed: "It sounds quite artistic."

"I'm going to look for something there." Hojo Natsuki said, "Do you want to guess?"

The doctor paused for a moment, then said naturally, "I can't guess."

"Really? I thought you must know." Hojo Natsuki replied lightly, "To protect precious things, first find a box to put it in. The bank's safe is a good choice."

The doctor fell silent on the phone, breathing lightly.

In the safe containing his memories, there is only one thing that does not belong to him and Kurosawa.

"...that book." He said, "doctor, is it very important to you? I will study it carefully and use it well. By the way, are you still in downtown Tokyo? The airport is dozens of kilometers away The distance, plus flight delays..."

In the game world, players must also follow natural rules such as time.

Hojo Natsuki was quite satisfied with the silence of the other party. He dragged his suitcase and stood at the end of the line, and asked with a smile: "So do you want to talk to me? You don't have to talk, I said, listen, if you say something wrong, you to correct."

"Of course I am very happy." The doctor's voice sounded slowly, "Remember to pay overtime pay."

Hojo Natsuki stared at the information screen scrolling above his head, and suppressed the volume of his voice so that only the person on the other end of the phone could hear: "In the last week, or in a certain week, I killed all the red squares. Similarly, I also The organization has been wiped out, but the ending has not changed."

"..."

"The world is also a huge safe."

"..."

"I made a deal with 'it'."

"..."

"I'm still a player, and enjoy some of the player's rights. Right? My teammates."

"..."

The doctor's sigh came along the phone line: "Xia Shu-jun, I can't understand what you said. I have been under a lot of mental stress recently."

And Hojo Natsuki had already got the answer from his silence, bent his lips and said with a smile: "That's right."

The line gradually moved forward, and the ground security check extended his hand to him. He politely said sorry, and turned around with his suitcase.

Regarding the game, he has almost got the answer, and now he has to verify another thing.

It’s used to be convenient to stop the car at the gate of the airport. Hojo Natsuki got in the car and found that the rain seemed to be a little bit heavier. It seemed that the precipitation in the whole world focused on this city. The sound of raindrops hitting the glass windows made people panic .

He found that the ring box he bought for gin was missing, probably in the old car, and his own was lying in his pocket in good condition.

The cold ring got a little warm, Xia Shu took it out and played with it for a while, whether it was put back on or not.

The destination was a safe house they used to live with Gin in, and they changed places every few months.Hojo Natsuki has been to many places, but he doesn't like to move, and he will be very unhappy whenever he packs his things.

There are still necessities in the old house, such as compressed biscuits, purified water and energy bars, and even two coats.

He turned on the light, half lying on the sofa, his temples twitched and throbbed.

The illness has not completely recovered, and it is too exhausting to go through another escape.

The gunshot wound on the arm hidden in the long sleeve also ached belatedly.

It was only then that Natsuki Hojo had the energy to observe carefully. It was a long, narrow and shallow wound, and it looked like it was bleeding a lot, but it was actually not a serious problem.

He began to lose his mind, and waited for others.

The room was terribly quiet, and Natsuki Hojo felt bored after lying down for a long time. After looking around, he found two bottles of spirits.

He hesitated for a moment whether to drink it, because without allergy medicine, it would be very uncomfortable.

The brief hesitation lasted only a few seconds, and Hojo Natsuki finally decided to open a bottle.He thought to himself that everyone was going to die, and in the face of death, the pain caused by this little allergy was really nothing.

And there are at least three or four hours before Gin, or someone else chases him, which is enough.

So Hojo Natsuki allowed himself to get drunk for a while. Having experienced it a few times before, the pain this time was not so severe.

He entered dreamland top-heavy.What I saw this time was the summer road. The air on the asphalt road was so hot that it was distorted. Kurosawa Zhen crushed the cigarette butts and urged, "Let's go."

Probably a little younger then.Kurosawa Jin was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he stepped onto the motorcycle with long legs, watched Xiao Xiashu climb up on the ground with hands and feet, lowered his head and smiled with his lips.

The wind howled, making waves for the sweltering heat.Xia Shu hugged his tight and strong waist, with his chest against his back, like two stray cats, one big and one small, cuddling each other.The shadows on the asphalt road are lengthened and shortened by the sunlight, and as the clock turns round and round, the road is endlessly long.

But Natsuki Hojo opened his eyes in a daze, took out the ring from his pocket, looked at Dingguang, and threw it on the coffee table casually.

He can't keep those who can't keep time, which is a rare fairness in the world.

I don't know how long it took, Natsuki Hojo counted and counted the bullets, removed and reloaded the magazine, and finally there was some movement from the door lock.

The silver-haired man walked towards him with light and shadow that stretched like time, and a silent coercion came over him.

Hojo Natsuki pulled the loader, and under the sarcasm of the other party, turned the gun to face his jaw.

"Don't come over," he said slowly. "One more step. I'll shoot."

Qin Jiu immediately stopped to look at him, his emerald pupils were so cold that one could feel the chills, like ornaments carved from precious stones.

"I know you won't kill me." Hojo Natsuki lowered his eyes, "Are you going to lock me up? 'Hojo Natsuki' will be erased from the world. Treat it like your belongings, and you are not allowed to go out , there is no freedom at all.”

He looked up at the other person's expression, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, but his eyes were cold: "...I really think so."

That's nothing to tell him.

Gin is not worthy to talk about 'love'.He is good at plundering and possessing, and only feels a little safe when he holds things tightly in his palm.

Hojo Natsuki looked at him, his memory was blurred, his vision was also blurred, and he couldn't find the outline of Kurosawa Jin from him.

His chest was congested, and his stomach felt uncomfortable after being tortured by alcohol. The wound on his arm had an inexplicable tearing feeling with the movement of raising the gun, and even the old wound on his chest hurt.The pain and suffering were long and repeated, and he was not prepared to repeat the same mistakes.

It would be foolish to make the same mistake twice.

If you can't get love, at least you have to have the right to choose.While he was sad, he thought, I am going to be free.That's not bad either, once you leave the game world, you'll be able to discover the secret of Laplace's demon.

Light poured down from the top of his hair, and dry silence flowed between the two of them.

Hojo Natsuki waited for him to speak, ready to leave after listening to this sentence.

With his finger on the trigger, he thought of many things, and the pictures played in rotation like a revolving lantern.

In fact, he has vaguely remembered some old things recently, such as a deserted trail.Maybe it’s in California, the soil beside the concrete road is overgrown with weeds, grape leaves are hung on the dilapidated fence, and a few green grapes hang under the leaves.

At night, the uninhabited path is extremely dark and dark, without any light. If you step on it, you are always afraid of falling down suddenly.Xia Shu called Kurosawa Jin, accompanied by the other party's voice, this dark path to the end didn't seem so long and scary.

However, he walked the road alone.

During the silent time, Gin's eyes were fixed on Hojo Natsuki for a moment, as if he saw something, his fists tightened and then loosened.

"You're right." He finally spoke, his voice was low and still frosted, "...But I've changed my mind now."

Xia Shu raised his eyebrows lightly, waiting for the other party's reply leisurely.

"The organization will be destroyed within 20 years." Gin tilted his head and rummaged through the pockets of his thin windbreaker. "I don't like the Laplace demon. But its prophecy has never been wrong."

He finally found it.

...a velvet ring box left on a sports car.

Under Xia Shu's stunned gaze, Gin Jiu casually threw away the ring box, and put the silver ring that was illuminated by the lamp on his ring finger.The movement was not solemn, even careless, but it was firmly and slowly pushed to the root of the finger.

As if to put on shackles and collars for yourself.

He recognized this domestication.

"Not much time." Qin Jiu stretched out his hand to him: "Let's go."

Hojo Natsuki was stunned, and was stunned for a while before suddenly realizing what the other party's behavior meant.

This is an invitation to elope.

The cat invites you to see the moonlight on its tail, and the killer offers you the loyalty of a man of no faith.

Xia Shu bent his eyes, the corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, but his heart kept falling.

...but I don't believe it.he couldn't stop thinking.

When will the next bullet come?