When Gin loses the nether filter

Gin took off his coat, and the gray high collar inside was more slim, which set off his overhanging figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

The clothes in the bedroom closet were all of the same style, so he took two at random, and took a bathrobe into the bathroom.

The dripping hot water stirred up mist, misting the glass door and mirror of the bathroom.

His hair was too long, and it hung wetly on his body. After the silver hair was soaked in water, it gave people a clean and transparent feeling like a shark coming out of the bath.

Men are born with fair skin, and the mixed-race genes make him inherit the more delicate skin of Asians.

There are criss-cross scars on his body, which are often new wounds that have not healed on top of old wounds.

The beauty of incompleteness is vividly reflected in him.

With Qin Jiu's skill and strength, the chances of getting injured have become less and less, but the organization has a lot of tasks, and there are always times when he is overworked and misses.

Drops of water slid down his forehead, and a small puddle fell on the collarbone of his shoulder and neck. The water droplets gushing out continued to meander down along the muscle lines, let alone eight-pack abs. For the imaginary killer, there is not a single muscle in his body that is superfluous.

Gin half-closed his eyes, and his eyelashes were wet with water, covering his dark green pupils with a layer of mist, which softened his aggressiveness a little.

He turned off the tap, and in the bathroom, apart from the steaming water mist, there was also a faint scent of lemon shower gel - vodka was in charge of preparing it.

Just as he picked up the bath towel and put it on his body, his fingers were lazily inserted into the belt, which was loosely tied and half covered.

The barrage appeared again in midair.

【I have done good deeds all my life, I deserve to see this scene】

[This waist - this leg - no! ! !Old thief!You draw one more picture down, don't skip it!What are the sisters doing hiding? ! 】

[My master Qin has sacrificed too much for the remake, I don't mind a Qin push at all! !Qin Ye Moda Modo (fly rubbing hands)]

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Gin silently fastened his belt and gathered the skirt of his bathrobe.

His face was a little ugly, obviously he miscalculated the bottom line of this comic.

What's so good about drawing him in the shower? Doesn't the current manga not talk about logic at all?

Although he doesn't know who the protagonist of the manga is, he can guess that he is definitely a stable villain.

What readers with special hobbies would like to watch the villain take a bath!

Although Gin was not someone who cared about these things, this pervasive and unpredictable existence made him unbearable with his strong desire for control.

Even he was a little skeptical that anyone besides him would be able to see the barrage.

After putting on his bathrobe, he opened the bathroom door and went out.

At this time, the barrage floating in the air suddenly began to change, gradually merging to form a forum-like interface.

Gin: ………… It’s becoming more and more unscientific.

He looked indifferently at the two-dimensional comics on the page, and the silver hair and black clothes inside were so recognizable.

The first chapter that emerges is the first chapter, most of which is devoted to his actions on the rooftop.

When Qin Jiu saw his cartoon image, his face remained expressionless, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him.

His attention was mainly focused on the second half of the first episode—the scene in the target apartment building was shown on the screen.

A young man with shoulder-length hair and smooth hair squatted next to the bomb. The young man had a pair of unique fox eyes and was extremely skilled in dismantling bombs, but his expression was not optimistic.

The dialog box floating next to it reveals the mental activities of the youth.

"This is too bad... There seems to be something wrong with this bomb..."

The next storyboard turned and fell to the scene surrounded by the crowd downstairs in the apartment.

Among the crowd was a curly-haired young man wearing sunglasses, also wearing a black uniform, who seemed to belong to the gang.

He was gritting his teeth and staring up at the apartment.

"Hagi...you must be fine!"

Introductory texts appeared beside the two main characters.

[Kenji Hagiwara, from the First Section of the Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, the Explosives/Explosives Disposal Team of the Mobile Team, 22 years old]

[Matsuda Jinpei, from the First Division of the Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, the Explosives/Explosives Disposal Team of the Mobile Team, 22 years old]

"Ah."

Qin Jiu sneered: "He actually saved the police."

The shot on the next page is Gin's high-level sniper bullet coming through the clouds, directly penetrating the head of the prisoner who was about to press the explosion controller.

The expression of the prisoner was fixed on the rampant smile, while the surrounding people were at a loss at first, and then fled in all directions, with loud noises and panic screams.

The curly-haired policeman named "Matsuda Jinpei" noticed the controller that fell from the prisoner's hand when he fell.

He caught it quickly.

And Kenji Hagiwara, who was dismantling the bomb upstairs, watched the countdown to the last two seconds frozen on the bomb, and the cold sweat on his forehead barely slipped off.

The fox-eyed young man took a breath, and turned his head to look out the window as if he had a premonition - the direction the bullet was shooting from.

He seemed to vaguely see a dazzling light flashing past the rooftop of the apartment in the distance.

"Is it... a sniper rifle?"

As soon as he came up with such a guess, he saw a pitch-black top hat suddenly fly out of the platform that day, drawing a beautiful arc in the white sky, and was swept away by the wind.

Hagiwara Kenji stared blankly, and finally shook his head and sighed: "It's really...a luck."

"laugh."

Gin's tone was cool: "It's really a fluke, there will be no next time."

He's not going to go back to trouble the cop who escaped death like some brainless villains.

After all, for Gin, a killer is a meaningful killing, and a meaningless one is called a murderer.

The first chapter seems to end here.

An input box pops up.

[Please register your account name ()]

Gin raised his eyebrows, finally showing some interest on his face.

He casually entered a string of meaningless characters, then clicked OK.

So on the page, in addition to the browsing area, a new area for posting and commenting has been added.

Gin thought he was not interested in posting, so he put it aside and continued to read the second chapter of the manga.

The content about him in the second chapter is much less, only a few shots of him taking a bath are drawn at the beginning.

This is probably the source of the barrage just now.

The follow-up content is all about the plot of those few policemen handling the case and arresting the bomber, and a new policeman named "Idahang" appeared.

After reading Gin for a while, I didn't care.

He has no spare time to spy on the police to solve the case.

Apart from this remake, there are no other comics in the forum, otherwise he is going to spy on the plot of the original comic - of course, he is not that interested, so it is not necessary.

Gin is a person who only believes in himself, with extremely low tolerance and trust in other things.

He didn't take this comic forum seriously, he just took it as a little fun.

No matter how powerful this forum is, no matter how predictable what happens to other people, Gin will not believe it too much.

"Suspicion" has long been engraved in the genes of gin.

The only good news is that the content that has nothing to do with gin in the barrage will not pop up automatically, and users can check it in the forum by themselves.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise Qin Jiu couldn't bear the barrage to force him to talk about things he wasn't interested in all day long, and if he kept doing this, his tasks would be difficult to do.

While wiping his hair with a towel, Gin walked towards the living room, and finally sat down cross-legged on the tatami mat, lazily leaning against the sofa behind him.

The bathrobe always seemed to be not securely worn. As he walked around like this, the skirt of the clothes fell apart again, exposing a large area of ​​skin, from the Adam's apple to the collarbone and chest.The hem of the bathrobe was also lifted by half because of the man's inattentive sitting posture.

Fortunately, there is no major plot happening here at this time, otherwise such a scene would make the fans in the forum red-faced.

Gin continued to browse the forum, and accidentally noticed a popular post with a lot of comments.

[Title: Rational discussion on whether the remake of Gin is the red side or the black side.

Host: Like the title, the plot of the first episode of the remake recently has caused a lot of discussion and speculation, mainly around the change of Qin Jiu’s position. It seems that everyone is very concerned about whether our master Qin is a red piano or a black piano this time. 2333

As early as last year, when the old thief said that he planned to serialize the remake of the Mingke if line, he revealed more than once that this remake would have a relatively large change. At that time, there were rumors that the gin would be mixed with water. , as soon as the first episode of this year was published, the old thief made such a big deal, kicked out Hagiwara's bento in the first episode, and let Gin [-] yards snipe and kill the criminal...

I have to say, this plot is too exciting (crazy)

But it happened to hit those of us who are used to eating knives in Mingke (vicissitudes of cigarettes)