Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Exposed

Hearing Gin's question, An You stiffened. "I'm not sure. No one told me what happened."

Gin sneered, "Really? You better not be lying to me. You know the price of betraying the organization."

An You: "How could I have the ability to betray the organization? Scotland and I don't have a very good relationship. There's really no need to offend the organization for him. Tell me where Scotland is and I'll help you hunt him down."

Gin: "Are you having a bad relationship with him again?"

An You: "No, it's never been good. I don't need any companions in the organization. If there are no other problems, I'll leave first."

At this moment, the system suddenly issued a sharp warning. [Hurry up! Your letting Scotland go is about to be known. Gin just hasn't gotten the definitive answer yet.]

An You was stunned for a moment. Just after hearing the system's sharp warning, the next minute she saw Gin holding up his cell phone, as if listening to something. An You immediately disappeared into the night.

Gin, who was extremely alert, almost immediately fired a warning shot in his direction. The bullet whizzed past his ear, and An You was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

Gin is serious and he really turns his back on people.

Vodka was horrified: "Brother, why did you suddenly shoot the young master?"

Gin's voice was somewhat cold. "He is no longer a young master. Treat him as a traitor."

Vodka was surprised: "What?"

Gin: "Catch up."

An You ran into her own villa. Fortunately, the house had an intelligent recognition system, and no one except An You could get in. However, staying in the villa was like catching a turtle in a jar, and Gin would come in soon.

The sound of kicking the door outside became more intense. For the first time, An You felt the pressure of the organization's number one killer. Although it was exerted on him, and this was the first time he actually shot at himself, it was just a deterrent before, but now he must die.

After a while, the phone rang. Seeing that it was a note from the silver-haired lady, An You hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to answer it or not. Finally, hoping that the other party would remember their old friendship, she answered, "Brother."

Gin's voice was still cold, "Come out, don't make me say it a second time."

An You: "You will kill me."

Gin: "You'll die faster if you come out."

An You: "I don't want to die. I won't come out."

Gin: "Do you think that if you don't come out, I can't do anything to you?"

An You: "Are you still going to threaten me?"

Gin's voice was so cold that it almost froze his blood on the other end of the phone: "This is not a threat, this is an ultimatum for you."

An You: "I won't open the door, so you can just tear down the villa. I bought it with your card anyway."

After hanging up the phone, he fell into confusion again. He didn't expect that helping Scotland would put himself in crisis. But what was even more unexpected was that Gin was so indifferent that he actually wanted to hunt him down for the organization.

Okay, his relationship with his elder brother was indeed not so good that he had to give him a break. He even caused him a lot of small troubles from time to time. He overestimated Gin's conscience.

An You was in a depressed mood and asked the system, "What should I do now?"

System: [Wait for me to repair the machine and see if the time travel function is working. Then go back directly.]

After two minutes, [It can be repaired. You can leave here in half an hour! ]

An You finally felt a little happy about leaving, as if she had been trapped in the game for a long time.

Damn Gin, why did he target him?

As time passed, he heard the sound of the lock being violently opened in the villa, like a death warrant for him.

However, only ten minutes had passed, which was far from enough for him to escape.

In order to prevent Gin from coming in directly, An You was worried that there was not enough time to evacuate, so he moved tables and chairs from the side and blocked the door. The electronic lock was being cracked, and he heard the warning sound. Although he knew that Gin had various means to deal with traitors, he didn't expect that one day he would be the one to be dealt with.

The door was shaking from the impact and was about to open at any time.

An You looked around.

The villa was empty and it seemed that there was no suitable hiding place.

Wait, he saw the windowsill. There was a small platform there, maybe he could hide there.

However, his hands were empty and he lacked a self-defense tool, so he turned around and got a fruit knife from the kitchen and kept it by his side.

As soon as he jumped onto the platform through the window, he heard the sound of someone breaking into the room.

The sound of leather shoes footsteps is getting closer and closer.

Gin's voice echoed throughout the villa, "Anyou, you have no way to escape. Come out now, and I can leave you with an intact body."

An Youxin was filled with hatred. He was so despicable. They were both human beings, but he knew to give Scotland a chance to live, while Gin just wanted to kill him. He was so cruel and ruthless to the extreme.

What a waste of so much time and friendship.

An You was so angry that he hid even more tightly. Since Gin was determined to destroy his humanity and not give him a way to survive, he had to live well.

The footsteps in the living room gradually faded away. An You had no idea where he was. He hid on the balcony of his bedroom, wanting to go out and take a look, but worried about being discovered. Just as he was feeling uneasy, Gin's voice rang out again, with elegant cruelty, "I found you. You're here. The cat-and-mouse game has just begun. You'd better pray that you're hiding well enough so that I won't kill you so quickly."

An You urged the system in her mind, "How long do we have left to retreat? I'm almost dead."

System: [Sixty seconds left.]

His eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that the curtains above his head were drawn open, and the incandescent light in the room shone over. As An You raised her head, her eyes met Gin's.

His eyes were still as cold and ruthless as ever, even more so. His long silver hair fluttered in the night breeze. An You was about to say something.

Gin raised his gun to his forehead and pressed it against his head, forcing Anyou to stand up.

"Your time of death has come. Former young master."

An You looked at Gin in a trance at this time. He looked so strange and terrifying, without a trace of mercy.

In fact, I've long known that this man prioritizes profit above all else. His heart is a snowy field, frozen year-round. No matter what, he won't be soft-hearted for anyone. His interests are even built on the lives of more people, on Scottish bourbon, and even on his own interests.

An You still held onto hope. It turned out that after being protected by the light for too long, people have become numb and naive. They forget the faces that people reveal when they are at their worst.

An You: "Wait, brother, I have a question for you."

"explain."

An You pondered for a moment, "What do you think of me?"

Gin sneered, "Just a hassle that has to be dealt with."

An You's expression darkened. "It's actually like this, but you're not going to pay me back."

Gin's expression was even more disdainful. "You're not naive enough to think that spending money means I like you, or even that I'll be kind to you? Is it because you're useless enough or something else?"

An You showed a sad look, then approached Gin, grabbed his collar, and snuggled into his chest. Although Gin kept staring at him, he didn't take it seriously. An You's voice was very soft, "Brother, you've gone too far. I didn't expect you only care about your own interests and wouldn't share an ounce of affection with me. Next time you face a useless betrayer like me, remember to be more cautious."

Gin didn't say anything, but his eyes suddenly widened. He looked down at his abdomen in disbelief, where a dagger was stuck. The long-lost pain woke him up.

When he looked up, Gin saw a hint of hatred in Anyou's eyes. It was a sight he had never seen before. He had thought this person was only innocent and docile.

He had been active on the front lines of fighting and dealing with traitors, and had received countless injuries. He had also long been accustomed to being a partner one second and an enemy the next, and betrayal was commonplace. He had also long been accustomed to coldly hunting down traitors of the organization, but he had never expected that the person he should not have resisted would attack him.

An You pursed her lips, not even glancing at his injuries. "Since you're heartless, I'm also heartless. I'm used to you bullying me, but you showed disbelief the moment I resisted. Was it because your plan failed or something else? Anyway, I don't care. I only remember your indifference today, and goodbye. Your plan failed."

Anyway, a guy like Gin wouldn't be harmed by his little dagger. On the contrary, if I don't leave, I'll be shot.

He told the system to retreat, and the next second, he disappeared from Gin's sight.

Gin's gun and Leta were lifted into the air, but they didn't hit anything. Where was the person? How could the person disappear? He tried hard to support his shaking body.

Vodka stepped forward at this time, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Brother, you are actually injured."

Gin: "Don't worry about me. The traitor suddenly disappeared just now. Go downstairs and see if he escaped. If you see him, be sure to kill him."

Vodka: "Brother, you mean to kill the young master, this, this..."

Gin: "Any traitor must be eliminated regardless of their identity. Do as I say!!"

The eldest brother's expression was unprecedentedly cold, and the coldness in his eyes almost burst out. Vodka immediately sighed and replied, "I understand."

The search yielded no results. Vodka returned upstairs curiously, "Brother, where did you see him jump to? I searched the bushes for a long time but couldn't find him. He doesn't have a car, so he couldn't have gotten far."

Gin didn't answer, but clenched his fists tightly and stared at the grass below. He was indeed the closest and could see the most clearly. The traitor jumped in front of him without any hesitation, and then disappeared directly into the night.

"People can't disappear for no reason. Keep looking. If you can't find me, I don't need to live anymore."

Vodka didn't know why he was so angry today, as if he had eaten dynamite. He was obviously happy before. Vodka could only blame it on his elder brother being injured, and the pain made him unhappy.

"Oh, I'm looking."

*

An You covered his aching head and sat up from the bed. Only then did he realize that it was already dawn. He reached for his cell phone, but it had run out of power. So, how long had he been lying there? It actually took him so long.

Now that things have come to this, let's calm down first. An You looked at the computer screen again. The screen showed that the game had failed and the hologram had been exited. The scene was on the side of the windowsill.

I reopened the game reviews and sure enough, new reviews appeared. It seemed that new players had already flocked into the game without me knowing.

He lay on the soft bed for a while, tossed and turned, and then sat back in front of the computer. He could still play the computer game, but the helmet was damaged and could not be used again.

An You put down the game and started searching for information about the Black Organization, but found that all the terms mentioned were irrelevant.

He also looked up information about Scotland, Bourbon, etc., but apart from showing that it was the name of a certain kind of wine, it was far from what he really wanted.

So, the game is actually another dimension, another space, but it is not connected to his world.

After studying it over and over, he didn't find anything useful. He asked other players and found that no one was the young master of the winery like him. Most of the interface choices were machine-selected and very random, such as waiters and insignificant police officers. So his identity was quite special.

After the enthusiasm for the game faded, all that was left was resentment about the ending of the game. He didn't expect that the Black Organization was so cruel and wanted to force people to death. Even he and Gin, whom he thought he admired, had come to this point. His young heart suffered a thousand points of critical damage.