How to file a resignation with Gin

—It's gin.

Hojo Natsuki was startled suddenly, his first reaction was to turn around and run away, and it took a few seconds for him to realize that the other party couldn't see him, which was completely unnecessary.

He took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat that was too fast because he had just picked up the gun, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.Xia Shu tried to spread his thoughts to ease his emotions... It turns out that this door leads to the bedroom instead of the outside... The decoration style is indeed in line with Gin's personal style...

The Kurosawa Array has quickly entered the state of preparation for battle, with light footsteps and breathing, carefully inspecting the living room and aisle, and confirming from the details that no living person has visited.

His expression became solemn and vigilant, as if a layer of frost had formed.

Taking advantage of this time, Hojo Natsuki went around his bedroom.

This person's living habits have not changed at all, and the storage and arrangement are orderly, saving time while maintaining the greatest degree of cleanliness and tidiness.

It is a bit strange that the iconic long black trench coat and top hat are missing. In the past, they would be hung on the most conspicuous and convenient position of the coat rack.

Kurosawa returned to the room, opened the closet for storing weapons, and picked out a sniper rifle.He wore a low ponytail, and his moonlight-flowing silver hair was tied loosely behind his head, swaying slightly as he adjusted the gun.

Natsuki Hojo couldn't take his eyes off his eyes, and his heart began to itch.

If you just touch it...it won't be a big deal.

After all, he is just a piao, and the touch should be as light as the wind.

Thinking of Gin's hair that he had secretly touched before, he didn't seem to notice it, and there were no nerve endings in the hair, so how could he find it so easily...

And the other party can't do anything to him now!

Hojo Natsuki stretched out his hand, and moved it gently and quickly twice.

In the next second, the muzzle of the sniper rifle touched his forehead, and Kurosawa looked at him condescendingly, as if he were looking at an ant.

Natsuki Hojo: "...!!"

He didn't dare to breathe for a moment, and he didn't catch his breath until Kurosawa moved the muzzle of the gun away.

The silver-haired man should have business to do, and didn't continue to delve into the subtle things around him.He packed up his things and went out with a black peaked cap—the one Natsuki had given him many years ago.

The silver button on the back of the head that adjusts the width of the brim of the hat has lost its original luster due to years of use.

Kurosawa Jin was wearing a rather simple black short-sleeve, which made his skin paler, but his muscles and tendons contained absolute strength that could not be underestimated.He closed the door without nostalgia, and the safe room suddenly became extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Even though the other party left, Hojo Natsuki still did not act rashly, leaned against the door and listened for a while, after confirming that Gin would not come back, he returned to his bedroom.

Xia Shu is not interested in digging through other people's bedrooms, but just now when Gin Jiu was picking up his things, he saw his old mobile phone in the drawer.

Enter the password to unlock.

...the power is actually 95!

He was stunned, which meant that the gin had probably been used, and he was so embarrassed that he suffocated.Thinking about it carefully, although it is set to automatically format the password with one key after entering the wrong password three times, the password is Kurosawa Jin’s birthday, which seems a bit too easy to guess... People really can’t be soft-hearted, and the end of being soft-hearted is social death.

Hojo Natsuki looked through several software and photo albums, and found that the time of the above memos had changed. They were originally 6 to 8 years ago. After re-editing, the new dates overwrote the original ones.

He clicked through one by one, and added more or less replies under the original record content.Some were a year ago, some were a few months ago.

It seems that after tearing the card by himself, the time in the game has passed for a long time.

Xia Shu confirmed it, it was two years.

【The original words are 'Only you will like this unpalatable'. ...Actually, you bought it just for me, right? 】

[Not obvious enough? ]

[He said he didn't like it, but it has been useful all the time, would he like it? 】

[I really don't like it. ]

[Why are you angry?Was he heard because I was talking to someone else?But he obviously didn't say anything bad. 】

[did not hear.You laugh stupidly at people. ]

[I don't want to go to California. 】

[Is it half a year before we meet next time?Will it also return to the safe social distance of nodding acquaintances like adults who are drifting away? 】

[Won't.Less cranky. ]

Those thoughts that belonged to him as a teenager, like the radio waves flowing between the signal towers, were captured by the Kurosawa array eight years later and kept properly.

Natsuki Hojo squeezed the phone tightly, unable to tell what it was like.

As a player, Natsuki missed Kurosawa in the first week.

As an NPC, he recalled the past and still felt uneasy because of this person.

After getting back all the memories, Natsuki Hojo can rationally confirm that they are the same person, and the other gins are just parallel world counterparts, but it is difficult to accept emotionally and cannot connect the two of them together—after all , Kurosawa, the first week's goal, never made him suffer, and never wavered in his choice.

A little frustrated, he put the phone back where it was and went out.

Walking along the street for a while, at the turn of summer and autumn, the sun is mild, and the roots of the bright green leaves are dyed a little yellow.

Natsuki Hojo opened the system panel, props, shopping malls, and most of the functions turned into a gray [locked] state, but it can still be used for NPC [acquire precise positioning].

Meet people and change your mood.

He scrolled through the list of NPCs that were lit up, and selected [Zhu Fu Jingguang].

The system marked Zhu Fu Jingguang's location on the map for him, and the straight-line distance from here was only four kilometers.

As soon as Hojo Natsuki was thinking about how to rub the car, he found that the owner of an SUV on the street forgot to pull out the key, so he sat in without any psychological burden, turned the key, stepped on the clutch, and set off.

The owner of the car was queuing up on the street to buy taiyaki, and suddenly he ran to catch up as if he had seen a ghost: "Hey! My car—!"

Even scarier than him was the female driver in the next lane. The woman watched the steering wheel spin in the empty driver's seat and screamed in horror: "There is a ghost! Is this a hearse!!"

Scaring others made Hojo Natsuki feel very happy, and the solemnity that had enveloped his heart just now dissipated. He happily drove all the way to a place a few hundred meters away from Zhu Fu Jingguang, and found an inconspicuous place to abandon the car.

Coincidentally, Zhu Fu Jingguang was waiting for someone by the side of the road.

He was leaning against the pole with a guitar bag on his back, dressed very casually, like a college student who just graduated, with a gentle and harmless demeanor.

Hojo Natsuki walked over and lightly touched his shoulder with his fist.And Zhu Fu Jingguang looked left and right, and if he felt something, he slowly reached out and brushed his shoulder.

A Mazda with double flashes was parked on the side of the street.There were piles of things on the co-pilot, Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the back seat door naturally, taking advantage of this opportunity, Hojo Natsuki squeezed in.

Furutani Rei glanced at the rearview mirror: "What's wrong, Hiro?"

Zhu Fujingguang showed doubts: "I always feel... as if something just passed by me..."

"Where is there anything? Are you too nervous?" Jiang Gu Ling smiled and urged, "Close the door quickly, we have to arrive early."

"En." Zhu Fu Jingguang heard the words, and quickly closed the car door, "Tokyo Bay?"

"Yes, the coastline is also closed."

"He can't escape, it might be a bit difficult to capture him alive."

Jiang Gu Ling pursed his lips, drove with one hand, and adjusted the headset with the police badge on the lower part: "I think this guy is really saving his life."

Hojo Natsuki was confused when he heard it, and he roughly understood that he was going to launch an action against a certain person, and he wanted to hear more, but the two people had already restrained their expressions and put themselves into a state of preparation.

The car drove away from downtown Tokyo, leaving the steel forest behind, the sky was vast, and the clear blue was endless.

The car was too quiet, and Hojo Natsuki was drowsy, but with the harsh sound of brakes, he threw himself into the front seat, almost hitting his head.

"What did you say?" Jiang Gu Ling pressed the headset, his frown was reflected in the rearview mirror, "Rum was shot?"

"Where is the shooting position? The pendant tower? ... The straight-line distance is almost 600 meters? I understand."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "What's wrong?"

"Rum is confirmed dead." Rei Furuya hammered the steering wheel, his tone a little annoyed, "He was shot in the heart by a shot from nearly 700 yards away."

Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered: "Chijing?"

"You ask." Jiang Guling calmed down quickly, continued driving with a straight face, "I don't think it's him..."

The FBI and the public security have different positions, but they rarely reach a consensus on capturing Rum alive.

Under such a premise, Akai Shuichi is unlikely to act without authorization.

And Natsuki Hojo was shocked by the amount of information in the few conversations, and felt like a stone fell in his heart, heavy and clear.

Snipers generally like to aim at the center of the face and the bridge of the nose to ensure that the bullet can penetrate the target’s brain and kill in one blow; the heart is not as clear as the bridge of the nose, and hitting the heart at a distance of 700 yards looks more like an ulterior motive...

...It must have been killed by gin.

He was immersed in his own thoughts, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's call got through.

"...You are still on the way? So it's not you?" Zhu Fu Jingguang said in a steady voice, "Okay. Do you have any ideas?"

He paused and repeated, "Gin?"

Akai Hideichi explained something on the other end of the phone, and the words floated vaguely from the loudspeaker, and Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded slightly while asking.

"Does he guess it's Gin?" Rei Furuya held the steering wheel, frowning, "That's right, except for Akai Shuichi, it can only be him. Rum was discovered by our informant because of his inflexible right leg...Damn it , was still preempted by him.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang's face was also not very good-looking, and said: "It's like teasing. Hitting his shoulder a year ago, smashing his right knee half a year ago, and now..."

"It's a pity that Rum can't speak anymore." Jiang Gu Ling lowered his tone, "We can only find out why he did this when we catch the other party."

Hojo Natsuki was completely stunned. When he was in the safe house, he had faintly speculated that 'Gin might not have returned to the organization'. The words of Rei Fuguya and Jingguang Momofu are undoubtedly another strong proof.

His throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and it couldn't go up or down, and he couldn't make a sound.

Five minutes later, the car stopped in front of the yellow and black cordon in Tokyo Bay, and Rei Fuguya and Jingguang Zhu Fu hurried to the scene.

But Natsuki Hojo didn't bother to look at Rum at all, turned around and rushed back.

He rushed to the nearest train to downtown Tokyo. The wind passed through his body, but it made his skin hurt, as if it wanted to stab his soul one after another.

Xia Shu jumped onto the platform, followed the memory, and rushed back at an unprecedented speed.The last short section of the road only allowed non-motorized vehicles to pass, and the side road was covered with golden sunshine. He was out of breath and finally rushed back to the place where Gin was.

When walking up the corridor, Hojo Natsuki felt miscalculated again, because he didn't have a key, and he had to turn in from the window later.

I don't know if it will hurt if I fail to turn the window.

Half a minute later, he realized that he was overwhelmed, because Gin hadn't closed the door.

Xia Shu gently pushed the door open, but there was still an unavoidable slight 'squeak' sound.

The living room was dimly lit, Kurosawa Jin was half lying on the sofa, the sofa was very cramped by his long legs.

He leisurely loaded the bullets into the magazine one by one, with slender knuckles and a casual attitude, as meticulous and elegant as repairing a clock.

Then he pulled the bolt and loaded it, turned the muzzle of the gun, and aimed it at his heart.

Before the brain reacted, Hojo Natsuki had already rushed over, holding down his wrist, trying to take the Beretta away.

Kurosawa stopped instantly.

He obeyed the slight force and moved the gun away.

"...What are you doing again?" Hojo Natsuki's voice trembled, "Kurosawa Jin, you are the idiot."

Of course Kurosawa couldn't hear his voice, he stared at his empty left wrist for a moment, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips pulled.

"Hojo Natsuki." Kurosawa called his name, his tone was steady, and he sighed very softly, "Why come back to see me and still avoid me?"

The air stopped, and only the ticking of the hands of the wall clock remained, as if to dismember the numb time bit by bit.

Kurosawa's gaze was focused on a certain point in the air, and after a while, he lowered his head and said, "Still angry?"

Xia Shu shook his head.

He remembered everything, and the memory rushed like a sea tide, shooting pain and anger into the beach at the same time, those emotions were already very shallow.

But he still didn't know how to face Kurosawa.

After a while, Kurosawa asked again, "Are you still there?"

Natsuki Hojo removed Beretta from his hand, and the gun fell to the floor with a toothache.

He slowly moved himself to the sofa, wrapped his arms around Kurosawa Jin's shoulders, and pressed his cheek against his neck, he could clearly feel the muscles all over his body tightened suddenly.

"You are nothing like the other Kurosawa." Xia Shu stared at his outline and smiled, "He is cuter and gentler than you. But he is very childish and always quarrels with cats. It's similar to you, but cats are easy to coax. You broke my scalpel, and before you settled the score with you, you left me and ran away for no reason, why are you such an asshole?"

He didn't know what he was talking about, his eyes were sore, and he gradually became incoherent: "The bear you beat for me was lost later, I'm sorry, but you left without saying goodbye. I've been looking for you for a long time, I'm so tired, I want you It's really not easy to fight against the will of the whole world. The gun, if you will explain... Do you always feel that I should understand you?... But I can't guess what you are thinking, and you refuse to Say. You obviously..."

You obviously like me too.

Xia Shu couldn't continue, and swallowed the remaining syllables abruptly, for fear that tears would fall when he opened his mouth.He turned his head to the ceiling, blinking slightly.

Originally, Kurosawa was very stiff all over, but as time passed, he gradually relaxed, and the whole person sank into the sofa, his expression was rarely peaceful, but his eyes were full of dark emotions.

Kurosawa turned sideways, as if he was listening carefully, even though he couldn't hear anything.

After a long time, he said hoarsely, "Are you crying?"

Hearing this sentence, all the efforts of Hojo Natsuki came to naught, and tears fell down.Kurosawa also seemed to be able to feel it. He maintained a listening posture, his eyes scattered in the air.

Time reversed at this moment, as if returning to the hospital a few years ago, Hojo Natsuki suppressed sobbing in embarrassment in the ward, and Gin listened silently outside the door.

"Don't cry," he said, "I can't see again."

Xia Shu hit him.

"Hit me again." Kurosawa pursed his lips and let out a shallow laugh, "You are so kind to everyone you see, and you buy flowers from the old woman who sells street stalls in one go, like this at 15 years old, and like this at 20 years old , didn't make any progress at all, so stupid."

"...How can you be so cruel to me?"