When Gin loses the nether filter

Matsuda Jinhei sat on the sofa, the body of Mr. Takahashi, who had died long ago, was removed by the heavily armed man just now, and he didn't know what they were going to do.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but he always feels that there is still a faint disgusting smell in the room, and his mood is extremely restless.

According to Tetsu Tanaka, today is not only the day when he commits murders, but also the day when the team behind him commits crimes against the bank.

Is it a bank robbery?

It seems that this is the only way.

Matsuda Jinpei was locked in this room, completely unable to know what was going on outside.

He had noticed during the search just now that there was no window in this office, and he didn't know if it was originally there, but it was filled in recently, just like the brand new anti-theft door.

He is not a fool, he has already guessed what Tanaka Tetsu refers to by "gift".

Combining the remote control and the term hostage, he must have been locked up by Tetsu Tanaka with the bomb.

But that guy definitely didn't know that he was a policeman from the Explosive Division, otherwise he probably wouldn't be so relieved.

Matsuda Jinpei was deep in thought, while carefully looking at the office.

He wondered where the prisoner would hide the bomb.

Suddenly, he heard a series of undisguised footsteps in the room, coming from the direction of the filing cabinet,

He instinctively looked up, and the next second he felt completely dumbfounded.

This is - the Kurosawa formation?

Why is he here? !

I remember this guy is not an employee of that Suzuki group...

Moreover, what kind of strange dress is this guy wearing!

The silver-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of him was not wearing a black suit like two years ago, but a knee-length black windbreaker with a vertical collar. Coupled with his special long silver hair, it gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

Well, none of this is too weird, but what about that hat!

Don't think, is it too exaggerated, is it a personal preference?

Seeing that Matsuda Jinpei looked at Gin with strange and wary eyes, the latter finally stopped silent and spoke slowly.

"I'm here to see the manager for company business."

There was no expression on his face, which made his words inexplicably convincing: "You came here as soon as you entered the room."

The explanation was concise and concise, and Matsuda Jinpei understood.

"You've been hiding there?!"

The curly-haired policeman twitched the corner of his mouth, then took off his sunglasses, stared at the gin, looked him up and down, and clicked his tongue: "Anyway, I don't know if what you said is true or not, I'll check it out later, I won't I know if you have any collusion with that Yamamoto or something."

He shrugged: "But I don't care about these things, anyway—you didn't kill the people, you didn't set the bombs, and it's fine that you and the group downstairs are not together."

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows, and only then did he really pay attention to the little policeman in front of him.

The little policeman looked lazily and indifferently, showing no anxiety about a bomb in the room at all, but the sharp light in his eyes showed his thinking and caution.

His calmness in the face of danger is fully reflected in him.

"interesting."

Gin thought to himself.

The little policeman leaned lazily on the sofa, folded his hands on his chest, and said, "It's just that you are locked up here with me..."

He doesn't seem to be a person who is good at appeasing "innocent people", and he doesn't have the affinity of Hagiwara Kenji, so he seems to be careless when he speaks words of appeasement at this time.

It's just that he thought that Gin didn't know the existence of bombs, so he deliberately avoided these topics, which was considerate.

Qin Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, walked to sit next to him, and noticed the policeman's shoulders and necks suddenly tightened because of his approach.

"It's not bad to know how to be vigilant."

Gin sat casually on the side, without looking at Matsuda Jinping, and said in a natural tone, "Are you looking for a bomb?"

Seeing the curly-haired policeman's eyes suddenly wide open, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, jokingly: "I heard everything."

Matsuda Zhenping glanced at him blankly, but said nothing.

Gin frowned: "The bomb is in the file cabinet, I remember you are from the Explosive Division?"

He added: "I have nothing to do with the bomb."

The man didn't even seem to care about his own defense, and didn't seem to worry at all—or to be misunderstood.

Zhenping rubbed his hair sullenly: "I know."

If it was really related, this guy wouldn't be locked up here like him.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Gin seriously, and said in a firm voice, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

Gin crossed his arms and stared calmly at the young policeman who had already got up and walked towards the file cabinet.

"I know."

The headset in Gin's pocket was still working, and the channel over there was not only connected to the subordinates who were in charge of monitoring, but also Vodka, and the people Vodka called to help.

They overheard the conversation between Gin and the police.

The subordinate murmured in his heart: "Your Excellency is quite good at acting, so you can fool this policeman..."

Vodka felt quite rare: "Huh? Big brother talks a lot to this policeman?"

The third person in the channel was silent all the time, only the action of unconsciously pinching the headset showed his inner unrest.

Long-haired green-eyed knitted hat——The person Vodka called for help was Akai Shuichi!

……

Here's the thing.

Before carrying out the task, Gin would leave a few emergency activation records for Vodka, and this time was no exception.

The filing explained "collaborating with Jinji Yamamoto to explain the reason why Gin appeared in the office", "how to deal with those employees who were knocked out by Gin and locked up", and the flexibility of Gin's response location when he evacuated, etc.

Colluding with Jinji Yamamoto is very simple, but it is difficult for those staff who were knocked out to explain.

After thinking about it, Vodka decided to blame the robbers in the bank.

Dead people can't speak.

Therefore, as long as there is no proof of death, no one will doubt the elder brother.

And they caused the eldest brother to fall into this situation, and they deserve it!

So Vodka contacted the member of the organization who was closest to the bank and had no other tasks. By chance, the job fell on Akai Shuichi who happened to pass by.

To be honest, Vodka doesn't care about the identity of the members of the organization, and he doesn't care much about what this guy is good at. As long as he can save his eldest brother, even if he sacrifices a mere low-level member, he feels that it is not a big problem from the bottom of his heart.

Vodka didn't know about Shuichi Akai being hit by a car driven by Gin, and naturally he had no memory of Shuichi Akai's face or the name "Zhuxingda".

Coincidentally, Akai Shuyi doesn't even know the code name of gin, and of course he doesn't know that vodka is gin.

By accident, Hideichi Akai sneaked into Gin's team as he wished, and joined the channel connected to the headset.

When Xiuyi heard the sound of gin coming out of the headset, she was stunned for a long time.

"What a coincidence..."

He couldn't believe it.

This kind of pie in the sky will fall on him one day.

So the other two people in the headset channel are his subordinates?

Akai Shuichi knew that it was definitely the code members who ordered him to come to assist, and only the code members had the right to order the bottom-level personnel of the organization at will.

"The code members are all subordinates of that person?"

Akai Shuichi's eyes flickered.

He couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth, and thought: "It seems that this is a big fish caught."

The surprise and excitement in my heart cannot be described in words.

However, these pleasures faded a lot after hearing the conversation between Gin and the police.

Akai Shuichi didn't understand.

That person is so easy to talk to a policeman, why does he always look fierce and cold when facing him?

This kind of discrimination is really annoying...

The man ground his molars unconsciously, his eyes narrowed, and a gloomy emotion flashed in them.

"Zhu Xingda, have you thought about what to do?"

Vodka said in a rough voice: "There are five criminals in total, all of whom have guns, and the bomb is only in the office where the elder brother is."

"Five criminals, you..."

What Vodka wanted in his heart was to let Akai Shuichi sneak into the bank with a bomb, and kill everything directly, and he could even push all the responsibility for the bomb to the criminals who died without evidence.

However, for Akai Shuichi, the survival rate of this plan is too low.

A man's deep voice sounded in the headset: "I'm good at sniping."

He said calmly: "It will hit within [-] yards."

More than enough to deal with the current situation.

Vodka was stunned.

Must hit within [-] yards?

Isn't this the same as big brother?

Is this fucking low-level staff? !

He just caught him casually, what kind of person did he get...

The man's voice continued, this time with a bit of embarrassment: "But I didn't bring a sniper rifle..."

"I don't know... do you have any spares?"

That is to say, in the face of vodka, Akai Shuichi dared to make such a test.

How could a sniper not have a spare sniper rifle when performing missions outside? This is just to find out the details of Qin Jiu and others.

The model of the gun, the type of bullet, the traces of use on the sniper rifle, etc. can all tell the level of a sniper.

Vodka subconsciously glanced at the trunk, hesitated for a moment, and thought of the urgency of the situation, he agreed: "Yes, you can find a black Porsche in the alley behind the bank."

Akai Hideo smiled.

Like a greedy wolf grinning sharp teeth, no matter how polite or elegant and obedient, there is always a rebellious aura with malicious intentions.

"Okay, I'm coming over now."

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On the other side, Matsuda Jinpei crouched in front of the bomb with the help of a toolbox found in the office, operating it carefully.

This toolbox is just the kind equipped in ordinary people's homes. Of course, it cannot be a professional bomb disposal tool, which makes it much more difficult for him to dismantle bombs.

But thankfully there is still such a toolbox.

Gin sat idly on the sofa, watching the police hard at work with their backs turned to him.

The headset in his pocket has been vibrating slightly, which means that Vodka and the others have probably started to act.

Based on his knowledge of vodka, this guy would probably just find a member of the lower ranks and use bombs to make him tough.

"One-brained guy..."

Gin felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do. Instead of hoping that Vodka would come up with a good solution, it would be better to hope that the five criminals would be successfully shot dead by the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department.

In short, both vodka and the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department are equally useless in the eyes of gin.

"But occasionally,"

He stared at Matsuda Jinpei's back.

"The Metropolitan Police Department will also have a few good guys."

Pity,

It's a policeman.

"........."

Zhen Ping stared at the last wire that needed to be cut, and his breathing became lighter.

"Crack."

There was a soft dry sound.

Then there was soundless silence.

The next moment, the pliers he was holding tightly in his hand were released, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

And he also sat down directly on the ground carelessly.

"call--"

Matsuda Zhenping breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Gin who was walking towards him, grinned and said, "It's solved!"

It can be regarded as one thing done, today is really a lot of shit, after a while Hagi will be rambling again...

Because of the sudden relaxation, his mind began to wander, and the muscles in his body were suddenly released from the tense state, so that the sudden approach of gin caught him off guard.

"!"

Matsuda Jinhei felt the cold touch on his face, and the pair of dark green eyes that were close at hand.

Such a quiet gaze made him unconsciously recall the man who was isolated in the wind two years ago with a knife in his hand.

Then the heart skipped a beat.

He felt the fingertips of the person in front of him brushing against his cheek, and the distance was so close that he could feel each other's breathing—mainly because his own breathing was too deep.

"what you do?!"

For some reason, he subconsciously lowered his voice and said hastily.

The young man felt a strange atmosphere, which made him uncomfortable all over, as if his limbs were not his own.

He watched as Qin Jiu withdrew his hand, and in the posture of squatting on one knee next to him, he raised his hand between the two of them, making a rubbing motion of his fingers.

The slightly dried scarlet on the pale fingertips was particularly dazzling.

The silver-haired man explained lightly: "There is blood on my face."

Only then did Matsuda Jinpei realize it later.

It was the blood spattered by the gunshot outside the door at that time...

He felt a little hot in his ears for no reason, so he suppressed his face, and his tone was stiff, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Thank you, but don't come so close to me?"

It made him even more nervous than the bomb disposal just now!

Qin Jiu looked puzzled, clicked his tongue, and stood up.

The man said casually: "After dismantling, rest here on the sofa."

"……Oh."

Zhen Ping wiped his face sullenly, and responded in a low voice.

What Gin didn't know was that after the weird conversation between the two, the channel in the headset was eerily silent for a moment.

The confused voice of a certain subordinate sounded first: "Does your lord usually speak in this tone?"

It's still the same voice, why does it have the illusion that half of one's bones are crispy?

Hey, as expected of an adult.

Then there was Akai Shuichi's sneering "chuck".

Vodka: "………………"

Don't ask me, I don't even know the fuck! !