When Gin loses the nether filter

When Akai Shuichi woke up, the first thing that flooded into his consciousness was a dull pain that could not be ignored, and the faint tingling of the wound caused by the medicine powder.

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, his temples were throbbing, and his throat was full of fishy sweetness, and he couldn't even speak a clear sentence, as if it was rusted.

He slowly opened his eyes, half-closed his eyes, and vaguely felt that he was in a dimly lit room.

And my posture...

Akai Shuichi froze.

It was only at this time that he realized that his arm was opened horizontally, the cold metal texture on his wrist, the sense of pulling upwards, and the feeling of powerlessness that swept over him like waves, all these things told him that he was extremely pessimistic at the moment. situation.

He blinked slowly, trying to wake himself up.

But the chaotic thinking ability in his brain made him instantly alert.

"It's... medicine."

The FBI ace agent thought helplessly: "This is really a joke..."

Even the veritaserum used in the interrogation was used.

If the FBI hadn't trained Shuichi Akai specifically for this, I'm afraid he would have completely lost his ability to think at this moment.

The principle of veritaserum is actually anesthesia, sedation and hypnosis, which suppresses the patient's consciousness and exposes the true thoughts in the subconscious.

In this case, patients usually fall into various hallucinations and can be easily induced by others to say things that they would never say normally.

This type of medicinal property is aimed at the human brain nerves, even after training, it is impossible not to be unaffected. The training only allowed Akai Shuichi to barely maintain the most basic thinking.

The dimly lit room was narrow and cramped, with only an incandescent lamp shining overhead.

There were not many horrible torture devices like those in the movies, but there was a small cart with a lot of medical equipment in the corner, and some bloody bandages were scattered on the ground.

And his coat and jacket were hastily thrown there.

Hideichi Akai belatedly realized that the wound of his "car accident" had already been treated, and the ruptured abdominal wound was well bandaged. Although it was still painful, experience told him that such treatment would not leave him with sequelae .

And now that he is still alive and hanged here, it means that the organization has not found out about his identity.

"……still have a chance."

He thought, then took a deep breath, calmed down and waited for the members of the organization who were about to come in.

Who will be in charge of interrogating him?

is it him?

Akai Hideichi didn't wait long before the door was pushed open from the outside

"Crack-squeak-"

A familiar yet unfamiliar silver-haired man walked in wearing a black coat, with a cold light in his eyes, and he could see Bo/Latta pinned to his waist while the hem of the coat was shaking, and the metal buckle of the belt on his waist reflected the glare of the incandescent lamp , so that the eyes of a certain injured person whose hands were hung up flickered.

"Click."

Akai Shuichi watched silently as the man closed the door behind his back, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and he watched the man approaching gloomyly.

Finally, it stopped five steps away from him.

Akai Hideichi was only tied with his arms and lifted slightly upwards, but his feet were still on the ground, and his body was slightly curled up weakly.

But his eyes were not at all like that of a person in such adversity, and he even looked directly at the comer rather boldly, which can be called provocative.

Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled silently: "Zhu Xingda?"

"A bounty hunter from America?"

This profession sounds very prestigious, but it is actually a group of lunatics who can do anything as long as they are paid.

Gin was vaguely familiar with the name when he found it, and then he remembered that this was not the "bodyguard" who had a one-sided relationship with him in the shooting club two years ago.

He only knew of this person's existence through comics.

The long-haired man in front of him was no different from the image in the manga two years ago. His lower eyelids had single creases, his cheekbones were more prominent, his pupils were dark green, and he had a typical mixed-race appearance.

At this time, even though he was confused, his eyes were still extremely aggressive, which made Qin Jiu appreciate it a little bit.

Akai Shuichi closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "...um."

It's not hard to hear the struggle.

"I am 27 years old, my parents disappeared or passed away, I have been living in New York and San Francisco all year round, I occasionally come to Japan to 'take orders', and I am famous on the dark web..."

Qin Jiu read the personal information of "Zhuxingda" in a straightforward manner, and then looked at Akai Shuichi with a little scrutiny: "Is there a problem with what I said?"

Akai Hideichi frowned tightly, his hands on both sides were trembling into fists, and the iron chain hit the wall with a crisp sound.

His silent struggle that kept his mouth shut seemed to please Gin, or rather, compared to the compromise under the effect of Veritaserum, this kind of rebellion was more convincing to Gin.

How could a well-known bounty hunter who wandered in the gray area be so easily swayed by Veritaserum? It was normal to struggle and resist.

So he approached leisurely, and walked to a position half a step away from Akai Hideichi, who could even smell the faint ancient woody fragrance left on the gin.

Akai Shuichi even thought leisurely: "I still smell of perfume on my body... It seems that I was called back halfway because I was doing something else?"

Although he wasn't sure about Gin's real occupation in the organization, but thinking of the excellent spear skills he had seen in the club before, it was probably inseparable from tasks such as assassination.

When a killer performs a task, it is taboo to have any smell on his body.

The next moment, Gin suddenly approached, so that Akai Xiu couldn't think about these messy things again and again.

I saw Qin Jiu casually raised his hand to press on Akai Xiuyi's bandaged abdomen, it seemed that he didn't use much strength, but An Jin almost didn't make him lose his composure.

Seeing this, the coldness on the man's face faded, replaced by an obvious playful cruelty.

The corners of Qin Jiu's mouth curled up, and he was at the same level as Akai Xiuyi, his hand was still pressing on the wound on the latter's lower abdomen, Xiuyi could even clearly feel the position and strength of Qin Jiu's finger pressing.

I only heard the silver-haired man ask slowly: "Bump into my car—"

"Is it intentional?"

"Who, sent you here."

This question is too inductive, and the oppressive aura on Gin seems to have sealed his conclusion.

Fortunately, Akai Shuichi was startled by the sudden approach of gin, and even the confusion of Veritaserum was dissipated. What was more distinct was the burning pain in the lower abdomen and the smell of ancient wood on the man's neck.

So he raised his eyes indifferently, looked directly at Qin Jiu, and paused every word: "It's an accident, I don't know you."

do not know?

Two years ago, you still wanted to trouble me.

Gin clicked his tongue, but he didn't mention what happened two years ago. After all, if the comic forum didn't impress him a little bit, he wouldn't remember those unimportant people.

"...Is that so?"

He said coolly meaningfully.

Then withdrew the hand that pressed the opponent's wound.

Akai Hideo subconsciously held his breath, but his abdomen became tense because of Gin's movement of withdrawing his hand, and it was painful again.

Xiuyi pretended to be annoyed with a cold look, and said with anger: "I have never met you, and I have no grievances or enmity. I was bumped by you. What else do you want?"

He spoke so confidently that he deserves to be the acting skill of the FBI ace agent.

Qin Jiu clicked his tongue again, stepped back a few steps and returned to the distance he was standing at first, crossed his arms and stared lazily at him.

"not so good."

The man's words are completely unquestionable, there is no room for negotiation, it is just a pure notice.

"Now that you've stepped into the organization, you only have two choices."

"Faith or die."

When he said this, he raised his jaw unconsciously and proudly, his green eyes were half-closed and twinkling.

Like a lazy lone wolf overlooking the world.

------

……

Akai Shuichi eventually joined the organization.

He survived the closed, dark and narrow interrogation room, and the man's careless but merciless interrogation methods did not show his flaws until the end.

Compared with the scattered scars and blunt pain on his body, what made him more irresistible was the surging desire to resist and suppress in his heart.

I don't know if it's the rebelliousness engraved in his bones, but when he faced the indifferent and calm man in front of him with such a embarrassed posture, he couldn't help imagining other scenes in his mind.

——The situation is reversed, the opponent's calm mask is torn apart, and the picture is more wanton and bold.

Hot sweat tremblingly dripped from his chin to his collarbone, and then slid down inch by inch along the raised and sunken muscle lines.

Every time he panted, his chest rose and fell, and the interrogation room was once silent, only the difficult groan/groan overflowing from the depths of the trainee's throat, and the soft sound of the interrogator's robes rolling and rubbing as they walked.

"Clang-crack-!"

The chain is untied.

The unconcerned hunter looked down at the prey sitting on the ground, turned and left without saying a word.

But he didn't know that the desolate man behind him, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were dull and unbearable.

It seemed that at this moment, the identities of hunter and prey were reversed for a moment.

Akai Shuichi finally managed to escape from the interrogation room alive.

But the review period is not so easy, he will still be unable to get in touch with the organization for a long time, and the organization has a special person responsible for monitoring and recording his task completion and assessment results.

He knew that only by getting his own code name could he truly enter into the organization, and now it was just the first step in a long journey.

And in the end, he didn't know who the silver-haired man's name was or what his code name was.

Except for a quick farewell in the interrogation room, he was entangled with tedious tasks after that, and he couldn't see the second side of that person for a long time.

But the more it happened, the more clear the person's appearance, voice, figure, and temperament seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't help thinking of it from time to time.

Akai Shuichi had inquired with the members of the organization around him, but the people he was able to contact were all low-level personnel, not low-level personnel like Miyano Akemi who had a special relationship with the top of the organization.

These people are either lacking in ability and can only stay at the bottom, or they are not fully trusted by the organization like Akai Shuichi. In short, no matter how calmly he asks, he can't get any information about the organization or that person.

A situation like this lasted for more than a month.

Akai Shuichi felt more and more the urgency to climb up. It was completely meaningless for him to lurk at the bottom of the organization, and he did not meet the FBI's requirements for him.

So he needs an opportunity.

An opportunity to gain the trust of the organization and the appreciation of the top management.

He thought that he would have to lie dormant and wait for a while, but he didn't expect that sometimes opportunities would come unexpectedly.

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[Mr.]: I have something for you.

【Mr.】: The location is Mihua Bank.

Gin woke up in the morning and received an encrypted message from that gentleman. After receiving the mission file, he went to the kitchen freezer to get a sandwich to heat up.

Last time Miyano Akemi made a sandwich, and besides giving it to her sister, she also made an extra one for gin.Gin will not easily eat the food given by others outside, this is the professional habit of killers.

But at that time, he saw that the atmosphere of the two people in the back seat was just right, so he didn't bother to say anything, he just reached out to take it.

As a result, Miyano Akemi mistakenly thought that both Gin and Miyano Shiho liked to eat sandwiches—or maybe she wanted to thank Gin for taking care of Miyano Shiho, or for various reasons.

All in all, Mingmei carefully made about ten quick-food sandwiches, which can be kept for about a week or two.

She sent these to Miyano Shiho, and asked her to forward some of them to Gin.

Minmei didn't know that the address Miyano Shiho had sent her was Gin's home, so the dozen or so sandwiches ended up in the kitchen freezer, becoming a lazy breakfast and dinner for two guys who never eat well.

A killer who goes out early and returns late all year round, and a genius girl who is obsessed with research and has recently started to leave early and return late, rushing to the organization research institute and the gin bar at two o'clock and one line.

To expect the two of them to take good care of themselves is simply a fantasy.

Miyano Shiho didn't feel much about work and rest, but occasionally he felt uncomfortable watching gin and wine eating perfunctorily.

But she was too embarrassed to say anything more to Gin, after all... She didn't seem to be that familiar with Gin yet?

So this morning, the two of them sat face to face at the dining table, each with a sandwich. After eating, they got into the Porsche, and the vodka first sent Miyano Shiho to the research institute, and then drove to the Mihua Bank.

"Brother, there is a new mission. Is there anything I need to cooperate this time?"

Qin Jiu checked the guns and bullets on his body, and said casually after hearing the words: "To kill someone, you just park outside and wait, it won't take long."

"Uh, brother, did you tell Yamamoto Renji about asking for leave?"

Qin Jiu paused: "...It's okay, he knows how to do it himself."

Vodka smiled coyly, and thought: "Hahahaha, it's over, that guy Yamamoto is probably going to find me to complain about the boss of the company again tonight, every time the eldest brother does a task, he doesn't ask for leave in advance, Yamamoto takes the blame every day, ahem, I wish him good luck .”

The Porsche was parked in the alley behind the bank. Gin had investigated the topographic map inside the bank in advance, and knew that he could enter through the staff exit at the back door.

Wearing a hidden headset, he calmly ordered his subordinates to make changes to the bank's monitoring, and then opened the car door.

The target person is in the bank, so it is inconvenient to snipe, so he can only sneak in and shoot.

So he left the piano case with the sniper rifle in the trunk this time.

Vodka watched Gin get out of the car, grinned and said, "Brother, the mission went well! I'll wait for you here!"

Qin Jiu nodded slightly, turned and walked into the back door.