When Gin loses the nether filter

One time was the whistling of the wind on the rooftop, bloody palms, indifferent chuckle, and a meaningful sentence "Congratulations, both of you, for solving the case";

Once was the roar of the explosion on the third floor. He pushed himself out from the brink of death, and at the same time he jumped down with his back facing the flames and gunpowder smoke. His long silver hair spread out like a halo or wings, and the pitch-black windbreaker was just right. Neutralize this sense of illusion.

Kurosawa made such an impression on Matsuda that he was still thinking about the bank bombing a week after it happened.

Suzuki Trading Company is only two streets away from the Metropolitan Police Department. Recently, Matsuda Jinhei always unconsciously detours to take a look downstairs on his way to work, and often strolls there when he returns home from get off work.

He didn't know what he was expecting, obviously that guy had asked for leave, didn't he?

Matsuda Jinpei thought about it carefully later, no matter how much he deceived himself, he had to come to the conclusion that "Kurosawa Jinhei is not an ordinary person".

But so what, he met Kurosawa twice, both as victims, and the second time, he even saved his own life.

During this week, Matsuda Jinhei met Yamamoto Jinji twice downstairs in the company. When they met, apart from saying hello, they asked Kurosawa Jinhei about his whereabouts.

This made Yamamoto Renji even more vigilant.

Seeing the man's resistance, Matsuda Jinhei slandered inwardly: "What's wrong with me, don't you think Kurosawa Jin is an idiot?"

"Where is it!?"

Niji Yamamoto stared wide-eyed, subconsciously refuted loudly, and then returned to his usual appearance, seemingly calmly pleading in a low voice: "I won't look at Kurosawa-kun with that kind of eyes, Officer Matsuda, you don't have to say anything if you don't know how to speak. "

"Eh? Did I just say it?"

Matsuda pinched his eyes and coughed twice with his head tilted in embarrassment: "Okay, okay, I didn't come if I didn't come, I'll come and see tomorrow."

He naturally ignored Yamamoto Renji's speechless eyes: "Oh, by the way, you are Kurosawa Jin's boss, right? Then you should have Kurosawa's leave records for the past two years? Can you give me a copy?"

"...This is employee privacy, so it's not convenient to disclose it."

Matsuda Jinpei touched his nose: "Tsk, okay, then, exchange contact information?"

This time it was the turn of Jinji Yamamoto to show his peasy eyes.

The curly-haired police officer grinned, and said as a matter of course: "If Kuisawa comes back to work, please let me know. I have something to ask him, don't worry, it has nothing to do with the police."

Renji Yamamoto reluctantly nodded his head slowly: "...OK, let's go."

A week later, when Gin had almost recovered from his injury, he got up early as usual and was ready to go to work.

Breakfast was a bottle of milk in a carton. He sat at the dining table, drank it absently, and browsed the mission reports sent by his subordinates in the organization this week.

As the general manager of the organization in Tokyo, Gin is in charge of affairs large and small.

He saw the message from his subordinate.

【My lord, recently organized and arranged for a group of newcomers to come to Tokyo, do you need to inspect it yourself?】

Oh, by the way, he mentioned to that gentleman about the lack of manpower in Tokyo when he was recovering from his injuries.

Come so fast?

Qin Jiu pondered for a while, then replied.

[Yes, you can send me the information, as well as the most recent tasks that are suitable for assessment]

Subordinates reply in seconds.

【yes!grown ups! 】

Miyano Shiho just got up at this time, ready to go to the research institute.

She walked to the table naturally, poured a glass of water, and asked the gin beside the table: "Are you back today? You... Where have you been these few days?"

Although her voice was calm when she asked the question, she was actually a little nervous.

Gin has not been back to the villa this week, and Vodka still picks her up to and from get off work every day. She asked Vodka, but Vodka couldn't tell.

Originally, Miyano Shiho was not someone who cared about other people's trivial matters, but when it came to gin, she always paid more attention unconsciously for no reason. Maybe it was because of the little girl's curiosity about new things, or maybe it was because of the subtle feelings in her heart— ——It's like the "big brother feeling" I described with Akemi Miyano.

This kind of goodwill made her unconsciously feel close to Gin.

Hearing this, Qin Jiu raised his head and glanced at her. After looking at the girl calmly, he lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.

He took a sip of milk and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

Still didn't say why.

"……Um."

Miyano Shiho responded softly, feeling a little depressed.

Then she heard Gin say, "The sandwiches are in the kitchen and they're ready."

The girl froze for a moment, and looked at Qin Jiu in surprise.

There was only the last sandwich in the refrigerator, which Miyano Shiho had left for Gin.

The girl glanced at the milk in the man's hand, and for a moment didn't know if she was being affectionate.

She left it for Gin, and Gin left it for her?

Miyano Shiho unconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth.

Self-indulgent or not, but, overall, not bad.

Gin is like a big brother.

After a week of separation and solitude, for the first time, she felt the presence and warmth of another person.

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Suzuki Trading Company, second floor.

After two years of work and the care of Jinji Yamamoto, Gin already has an independent office in the company.

Although he often asks for leave and is not a top student at Dongda University, Gin seems to have an innate control over his work.

To put it simply, it is quick to learn and high in efficiency. Even Niji Yamamoto couldn't help sighing, "You are indeed Mr. Gin".

The receptionist greeted him as he entered.

"Kurosawa-kun, good morning."

The man in the silver-haired suit nodded slightly in response.

He didn't know that after he went in, the front desk lady blushed and patted the companion beside her, clutching her heart and sobbing: "Wow, Kurosawa-kun is still the same, Chi Nianku is so handsome, woo-woo—"

Qin Jiu walked to the door of the office, just as he raised his hand to push the door open, suddenly his eyebrows twitched.

"Someone?"

He frowned, a little upset.

Everyone in the company doesn't know that his office is not allowed to enter casually. Today, this is someone who broke the rules and came here to make trouble.

Gin pushed open the door unhappily, and then put on a pair of sunglasses staring straight at him.

His expression suddenly calmed down, and his voice was vaguely helpless: "Matsuda Zhenping?"

It turned out to be the bomb disposal police of the Metropolitan Police Department.

That's right, Jinji Yamamoto mentioned this to him before, but Gin didn't take it to heart, who knew this guy came so early.

"Ahhh-"

Matsuda Jinpei walked over carelessly, and said with a smile, "Kurosawa, don't be so cold, we are also a fateful friendship."

He didn't have the slightest sense of social distance, and he reached out to hook Gin Jiu's shoulder, but the latter easily and naturally avoided him sideways.

Gin walked to the desk unhurriedly: "What's the matter, Officer Matsuda?"

Matsuda Jinping didn't reach his shoulder, so he withdrew his hand and touched his nose: "Hey, let me tell you, why is it so cold after we haven't seen you for a week?"

He frowned and said in an unhappy tone: "I even called the police officer. I'm not at work now, so I came to you as a police officer, okay?"

Indeed, Matsuda Jinpei simply wore a white shirt and black suit trousers today, and also wore sunglasses as usual.

Gin tidied his desk without looking back, too lazy to answer such meaningless questions.

"..."

Matsuda Jinping was very upset.

He was so upset that he had already taken off his sunglasses.

He's worried about this guy for a week!

Come here every day, rain or shine, to see the situation, and even came to the office to block people in advance after receiving the news from Niji Yamamoto!

And Gin's indifferent attitude seemed to have poured a basin of cold water on him from head to toe, and the inexplicable expectation and joy before the meeting were frozen into ice at this moment.

He stared at the gin in silence.

The latter turned his back to him, his silver hair was tied very low, and the dark red hair rope was tied casually, loosely tied behind his neck. From behind, his neck looked slender and fair. The suit was no longer the same style as it was two years ago. It seems more expensive, with a taste of understated luxury.

Only this kind of slightly slim and docile version can set off Gin's good figure with wide shoulders, wide waist, narrow legs and long legs, making the whole pan beautiful and smooth.

Looking at the gin like this, Matsuda Jinpei didn't understand what was the depression in his heart that couldn't be vented. Maybe it was the unexpected indifference and unfamiliarity in exchange for full of expectations and worries.

If Shuichi Akai was here, he would definitely be deeply touched and think for a while: "It's so cold, gin...it's so strange and exciting."

Well, Akai Shuuichi is different from Matsuda Jinpei, this guy is already on the road to perversion.

"correct."

The man's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Matsuda Jinpei still frowned, instinctively replied: "What?"

Seeing that Qin Jiu took out a small bread from nowhere on the table, turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and threw it to him casually.

"breakfast."

He explained plainly, and then went back to dealing with his own affairs as if nothing had happened.

Matsuda Zhenping pinched the bread in his hand blankly, and blinked slowly after a while.

Whatever is depressed, what is not happy, what is not happy, let me die!

With a happy and wanton smile on the face of the curly-haired young man, he put on his sunglasses again, and while tearing open the bag of bread, he moved closer to Gin.

"Kurosawa, this is what you do every day—"

"Hey, are you counting so fast when I go?! Oh, I forgot that you graduated from Dongda University."

"Tsk tsk, top student, we Kurosawa, hello, are you free later? Would you like to have a meal together at noon? I don't know what Hagi is checking recently, and I can't see anyone every day..."

"What time does your company get off work? You must be very busy, right? Speaking of which, you have been promoted quite quickly, and you have an independent office in only two years!"

Listening to the guy next to him chattering while eating bread, Qin Jiu's face gradually turned ugly.

He picked up a folder on the table, as if holding a gun, turned sideways, and directly pressed the top corner of the page against Matsuda Jinhei's forehead, making a red mark on the young man's pale skin.

He stared at Matsuda Jinpei, and paused every word: "An, quiet."

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the handsome face of the man who was close at hand, and there was a hint of cunning in the eyes behind the sunglasses.

He grinned, then quickly raised his left hand, without giving Gin any time to react, he hooked the other's shoulder directly, and patted him twice, like a half hug.

He still proudly said loudly: "Ha, you didn't dodge this time, did you?"

Qin Jiu: ………………… What kind of brain circuit is this for a childish primary school student.

Has the current Metropolitan Police Department reached this point? !

After finally driving Matsuda Jinpei back to work, Gin sat at his desk, turned on his phone, and saw the new member information sent by his subordinates.

Since Gin has always been strict with his opponents, that gentleman will not send some crooked melons and cracked dates to Tokyo, but after some screening, there are not many who can be sent over.

There are about ten in the information, ranked according to strength.

General member profiles do not include photos. After all, the organization is not a white enterprise, so how dare you put the faces of the members directly on it.

But the information on Ginjiu's side is different. After all, he is a high-level reviewer. In addition to the basic information, the information also includes the new members' various assessment results in the organization and previous tasks.

The young man in the first profile photo looks young, with an indifferent expression, but rather handsome, with a pair of characteristic eyes, good at sniping, and "Lvchuan Guang" is written in the name column.

The task completion and several assessment results recorded in the attached materials are very impressive, much better than the next dozen or so people.

Gin went through the information briefly, and in the end the only one with a little impression was the first one.

Green River light...

Don't let me down.