When Gin loses the nether filter

"My lord, there are two security guards turning left ahead."

"There are bank employees passing by at the intersection."

"Go upstairs, there is no one in the stairwell."

"The manager's office is on the third floor."

……

Gin pressed the headset with one hand, and held the hand/gun with the suppressor in the other.

For passers-by such as security guards and staff reminded by subordinates, gin is generally two solutions, avoid or knock him unconscious and lock him in a certain room before they find him.

He was not a random killer, and although he always carried a gun, it was just out of the killer's vigilance and habit.

He never shoots pointless, never kills pointless people.

It took less than 5 minutes from the back door on the first floor to the door of the target office.

"My lord, the monitoring in the manager's office seems to be broken, but from the monitoring in the corridor, it can be concluded that the target is inside."

Gin raised his hand and pressed the doorknob.

He noticed the special material of this door—the anti-theft door?What office needs to use the anti-theft door of this material, it is quite new...

Without thinking about it, he pushed it away suddenly, and then raised his gun.

The next moment, Qin Jiu stopped moving, and the scene in front of him made him frown.

The target is a middle-aged man in his 40s who is a bank manager.

However, at this moment, the other party was lying on his back on the sofa, his lips were obviously black and blue, his eyes were wide open, he was looking straight at the ceiling, his canthus was about to split, his pupils shrank, and his expression was frightened - enough to imagine what he felt before he died pain.

Still holding the gun, Gin walked to the sofa step by step.

He observed a little bit, and said calmly: "The target is dead."

The subordinates on the headset side were also stunned.

Since when are people competing with killers for jobs?

"Then, my lord...how about you evacuate first?"

Gin looked around, all kinds of clues completely restored the dispute in the office in his eyes, but he was neither a policeman nor a detective, so there was no need to try to figure out the truth.

He put down the gun, leaned on the headset and said calmly: "Take care of the monitoring, prepare to evacuate—"

Before the words were finished, several series of rapid footsteps came from the corridor suddenly, it seemed that several people were rushing towards this side quickly.

Qin Jiu's eyes sharpened, and he quickly scanned his surroundings, his eyes fixed on the gap of tens of centimeters between the file cabinet in the office and the corner of the wall.

He quickly hid in and urged in a low voice: "Someone, hurry up and deal with the monitoring, and convey the situation here to Vodka, he knows what to do."

"—Yes! Your Excellency!"

The silence in the office was quickly broken, and a terrified scream sounded from the door.

"Mr. Takahashi!!!"

Then there was a riot, and the scene was so bad that Qin Jiu suspected that the deceased was the lifeline of the few people outside.

"Hey, mob."

Killers who are used to the coldness of human nature don't need to think about it. The hypocrisy in those people's screams and wailing is already overflowing.

"So it's just a bunch of clowns..."

As soon as he thought about it, he heard a young and assertive voice, with a bit of irritability.

"Hey, hey, I say you guys, get out of the scene!"

There was a kind of wanton impatience in that tone, which sounded very unpleasant.

Gin had already imitated in his mind a frowning grumpy young man. He didn't know what it had to do with the deceased, but it was an advantage that he didn't pretend to be with that group of people anyway, but the next sentence overturned his guess.

"The police are handling the case, all come to the corridor! Be polite, the three of you are all suspects!"

Gin: "..."

How unlucky he is today.

It's okay to have a good mission target being snatched first, and still being blocked at the scene, and a policeman came outside.

Gin never expected that there would be more unlucky things to happen later.

He didn't know what the relationship between the group of people outside and the deceased was, and he didn't care how the young policeman solved the case. He just wanted to find an opportunity to evacuate quickly.

The killer's sixth sense somehow reminded him that something bad was about to happen.

The policeman walked around the room for a while, found some clues, and turned to go out. The vague rebuttals and yelling in the corridor made Gin even more disturbed.

The only luck is that the policeman didn't come to check the file cabinet just now, otherwise he was found hiding here as a living person, it would be hard to say.

Outside the door, a young curly-haired police officer was wearing sunglasses, folded his hands restlessly, and stared at the three people in front of him.

He has completely restored the truth, but unfortunately it will take some time for the Metropolitan Police Department to arrive, so he can only delay for now.

Matsuda Jinpei's visit to the bank today was a private trip, not a job for the Metropolitan Police Department, not to mention whether he had a gun or baton, he didn't even wear a uniform.

and……

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the murderer, he always felt a little strange.

Just now, in order to keep an eye on these three troublesome characters, he didn't have time to search the scene of the crime. The main reason is that the detection of the case is not difficult. The reason why he went to the bank was the dead man in the room—Nagasaku Takahashi asking for help.

In the message given by Takahashi Yongsaku, although he has been avoiding the reason for the threat to his life, he still told Matsuda Jinpei the identity of the suspect and other people who may also be in danger.

Except for the murderer, the two people in front of me are good fortune-tellers, and this guy doesn't intend to let any of them go.

The main reason why Matsuda Jinpei did not dare to take the risk of pointing out the murderer was also related to this.

The murderer killed Takahashi Yongsaku with poison, and he planned to kill the other two suspects with the murder weapon. Matsuda Jinping has no clue about this for the time being.

Just now Hagiwara Kenji sent a message saying that there was a record of the murderer buying gunpowder and knives.

"God knows what this madman is going to do!"

Matsuda Jinpei cursed inwardly, but on the surface he still pretended to be a bad-tempered and thoughtless policeman, calmly comforting the other three.

In this way, about seven or eight minutes passed.

Suddenly, among the three, a man in his early 30s wearing a dark blue jacket looked at Jinpei Matsuda and laughed.

"what are you doing?"

Matsuda Jinpei immediately became vigilant.

The guy in front of him is the suspect that Takahashi Yongsaku said-Tetsu Tanaka.

"nothing……"

Tanaka shook his head with a smile.

He suddenly took a few steps back, raised his hand, and held something that looked like a remote control.

The shape of the remote control could not be more familiar to professional bomb disposal police.

"Mr. Police, your acting skills are too bad."

Matsuda Zhenping's heart became cold in an instant, like a basin of ice water poured down from the sky, the fact that he was seen through by the prisoner made him feel annoyed and embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth, stared at the remote control, ready to go——

"Hey, wait a minute, don't worry."

A chilling smile appeared on Tanaka's mediocre face, and he waved his hands: "Mr. Police, don't think about things so simply, and you don't even think about it, why the people from the Metropolitan Police Department haven't come yet, you Why hasn’t my mobile phone received a message for nearly 10 minutes—”

He prolongs his tone on purpose, with a kind of disgusting complacency, with his hands spread out to the sides, and his manner is exaggerated: "Of course it's because..."

"The whole bank is under our control!"

He was arrogant, showing off unscrupulously, as if to say——

Ah, little policeman, it's not you who are delaying time, but I am cooperating with you to delay time.

Matsuda Jinping didn't react for a moment: "What do you mean?!"

He clenched his fists and looked at Tanaka Zhe with heavy eyes.

The other two seemed to sense that something was wrong, and sweat began to break out on their faces.

At this time, heavy footsteps came from the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

But I saw a man who was fully armed and his face was completely covered, even his gender could not be distinguished, coming from there.

The man's voice sounded muffled from behind the mask: "Hey, how long are you going to dawdle, the boss is urging you from below."

Tanaka Zhe turned his head with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone, "Come on, please help me."

Matsuda Jinpei felt his throat was dry, and he planned to charge, after all, Tanaka Tetsu looked like he couldn't fight, but his eyes fell on the gun held in the hand of the visitor.

"...It's a real gun."

He didn't dare to act rashly anymore, who knows what these lunatics can do - wait!

Matsuda Jinpei realized what Tetsu Tanaka said just now—help?what can i do...

He suddenly realized something, opened his eyes wide, and stretched out his hand to push away the two targeted victims.

"Hey—you—!"

He hastily called out to remind him.

But the sound of the bullets rushing out of the gun chamber did not give them any room to dodge.

"Bang!! Bang!!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, with two gunshots and blood spattering.

The two of them didn't react, their eyes were wide open, their faces were pale, and they fell on their backs in disbelief, their bodies hitting the ground with a heavy muffled sound.

They didn't die immediately, they still coughed up blood, and their breathing was a little difficult to weak.

The bright red blood splashed on the wall, the floor, and the face and body of Matsuda Jinhei who was closest.

The young policeman was stunned, his eyes lost for a moment.

He was already young, and his face was naturally small.

The glaring blood splatters on the pale skin, even the lenses of the sunglasses cannot be avoided.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Police."

Tanaka walked up to the man holding the gun, turned to look at Matsuda and smiled flatly: "I didn't want to do this in front of you, but there was nothing I could do. It's just a coincidence."

He looked extremely helpless: "It just so happens that I also need special hostages. I originally planned to take these three idiots as hostages, but I didn't expect that idiot Takahashi to seek death in advance, and I don't like these two. Terrific, I might as well send them to reunite as soon as possible."

"As for you..."

Tetsuo Tanaka took the gun handed over by the person next to him, and said to Matsuda Jinpei, "Go into that office, Mr. Police."

The man smiled and said, "There is a gift I carefully prepared for you."

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Gin felt that he was really unlucky today.

In the room, he could hear the outside conversations vaguely, so he could only rely on guesswork to roughly restore the status quo. At the same time, he had to convey it to his subordinates on the other side of the headset, who were also dumbfounded by this series of bizarre twists and turns.

"My lord, I have already told Vodka everything, and Vodka said that he activated your record."

Gin responded in a low voice.

Thanks to the black technology of the organization, he heard the criminal outside boasting that the policeman's mobile phone signal had been blocked, but his headset was normal.

But Gin didn't see the remote control in Tanaka Zhe's hand, so he didn't know what the gift was in the latter's mouth.

However, "hostage", "gift", "locked into the room" and the special anti-theft door, these key words are put together, it is like dancing wildly in Gin's many years of criminal experience.

"Oh, a bomb?"

He leaned against the wall coldly, his eyes fell on the filing cabinet beside him.

It should be... not so unlucky.

Thinking of the fact that the young policeman did not find any trace of the bomb when he searched for evidence just now, and it happened that there were only a few areas where he did not search for evidence, and the places where bombs were hidden were better, and they were screened out in this way——

It was really this filing cabinet that was the most suspicious.

Gin, the organization's top all-round killer, is really good at using bombs.

But that's not the same thing as bomb defuse.

What he learned was killing people, not saving them.

At most, he has learned a little theoretical knowledge, but it is still not enough to practice it.

What's more troublesome is that the room is now locked, and the anti-theft door cannot be opened forcefully, and he is not the only one locked inside.

He was a killer with a gun on his body, and he wanted to rush out and say to the policeman—coincidentally, I was also locked up here, why don't I try to dismantle the bomb?

...Forget it, the chance of him successfully dismantling the bomb is lower than the chance of the police outside being able to dismantle the bomb.

Gin put the gun in the inside pocket of his coat, then took off the headset and put it in the pocket too.

He thought of a set of rhetoric in his mind, then walked out from the filing cabinet with a cold face, and turned to look at the policeman who was sitting on the sofa thinking.

When he saw the familiar curly hair and sunglasses, the memories of Gin Jiu chasing comics for a while came back instantly, it couldn't be more coincidental.

He's a fucking cop who can defuse bombs.

Fortunately, they only met once, and it was two years ago. This bomb disposal policeman named Matsuda Jinpei should have forgotten him a long time ago.

Gin just relaxed a little in his heart.

The next moment, the curly-haired police officer looked up in astonishment at the silver-haired man who suddenly appeared, and his shocked gaze could be imagined through the sunglasses.

Matsuda Jinping was puzzled, and blurted out: "Kurosawa Zhen?"

"Why are you here?"

What kind of scene is this too bizarre to change the living person? !

Gin: "..."

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