Chapter 27

Rina felt there was still a chance to salvage the situation, and said with a smile, "This is my younger brother..."

But before she could finish speaking, the duck that was about to be cooked flew away, leaving her only with a disheveled figure.

Rina froze, her expression hard to describe.

The other party was a core member of the Thirty Club, and she had hoped to get information about the Sand Dunes from him.

The plan has now fallen through.

Honestly, she didn't really want to go to a place like the Thirty Club. Even though it was a stronghold for hackers and information brokers, she still looked down on it.

Especially that boss who really shocked everyone.

Rina swirled the wine glass, which was almost empty. From the side, her delicate features appeared somewhat aloof.

Kurosawa Shiran stared at her coldly, his gaze both blatant and intense, possessing a captivating power. "Why are you still looking at him? He's already gone."

His tone when he opened his mouth could be described as clenching his teeth.

Rina turned her head, squinted, and carefully observed his expression without saying a word.

His eyes held an undisguised, mad, dark, and shameful desire.

They can devour people at any time.

Two minutes later, Rina was dragged out of the bar and before she could even say anything to fool him, she was shoved into an SUV.

The air in the carriage seemed to freeze, and those ambiguous feelings, hidden beneath his breath, were stirring restlessly.

Lina didn't know what to say for a moment, so she casually asked something else, trying to break the ambiguous atmosphere, "Why did you switch the car back?"

Jealousy drove him to an inescapable madness.

Why can she respond with a smile when others call her "sister"?

Kurosawa Shiran's chest heaved violently, her Adam's apple bobbing as she tried to suppress a certain emotion, but she didn't forget to answer her question, "It's not rented."

Rina: "......"

Both of them fell silent. Kurosawa Shiran took several deep breaths, then gently leaned down, a misty fog rising in her blue eyes. "Sister, is there anything you want to say to me?"

Rina felt a pang of fear in her heart. "No."

"It really makes me sad that you said that, sister. I've lived with you for three years, and you don't want to mention it at all." Kurosawa Shiran's heart was pounding wildly in her chest, as if it wanted to break free of its restraints and escape from its cage.

He forcefully lifted her chin, his fingertips digging into her skin, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

The next moment, his lips pressed down, passionately and unrestrainedly tracing her lips with surging hatred.

Rina's spine stiffened, her mind went blank, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Before she could react, Kurosawa Shiran had already pressed her lower back tightly. Realizing that she wasn't responding at all, he began to pry open her teeth and kiss her more deeply and intensely, even ruthlessly plundering her territory.

After an unknown amount of time, Rina felt her blood rushing to her head and had some difficulty breathing. She pushed against his chest with her arm, trying to push him away.

But for her to break free from that arm with its bulging veins was simply a pipe dream.

The cramped space offered almost no room for resistance.

Their lips met, their teeth clashing together, and then the metallic, bloody smell filled the air.

A muffled groan of pain reached his ears, and Kurosawa Shiran regained some of his composure. He released the person and licked the blood droplets off his lips with lingering satisfaction.

The dimly lit carriage was filled with the sounds of hot, labored breathing.

Rina's eyes were glazed and unfocused, and she had a long ringing in her ears.

Kurosawa Shiran's eyes were filled with an intense, undisguised desire as their gazes met.

He buried his face in Rina's neck, gently inhaling her warm, trembling skin, a strange smile playing on his lips. "My sister is mine, right?"

Upon hearing this, Rina frowned in confusion. After her breathing gradually calmed down, she looked down at the head on her body.

Kurosawa Shiran leaned half her body over her, her two strong arms encircling her waist and shoulders in an irresistible way. "In exchange, I will always belong to you, sister."

After saying that, he bit her neck again, sucking and rubbing it gently, as if it were a kind of seduction.

Rina hissed.

Immediately afterwards, someone punched the car window.

Rina was completely startled awake. She looked up at the person, like a child caught having a crush by their parents, utterly panicked.

Shimono Gen stared coldly at the two people in the car, his mood already at its worst.

But Kurosawa Shiran's Adam's apple slid gently as they reluctantly parted.

Rina pushed him away and immediately opened the car door and got out.

Shimono Gen pointed his gun at the person in the car, his nerves on edge, not daring to relax in the slightest.

You should know that Kurosawa Tokiran is a beast with absolutely no humanity.

He beheaded a mafia boss in a martial arts arena in full view of everyone, demonstrating his undeniable strength.

He would never forget that scene: this man standing on the leader's corpse, covered in blood, his eyes filled with only excitement and madness.

At that time, he came to the conclusion that killing would bring pleasure to this madman.

Shimono Gen said in a deep voice, "Kurosawa Shiranai, why are you here? Why are you targeting her?"

Rina looked around and, making sure no one was around, breathed a sigh of relief.

Kurosawa Shiran leaned back in her chair, looking at him casually. "Sister?"

Shimono Gen: "Don't make such a disgusting noise."

Rina closed her eyes, and whether it was the effect of the alcohol or not, she suddenly felt a terrible headache.

Kurosawa Shiran put on that coquettish expression again, looking at his finger tightening on the trigger, "Sister, do you want me to die, or him to die?"

Gen Shimono frowned.

“Hmm…” Rina touched her nose and said, “This is… my younger brother.”

Shimono Gen said angrily, "Your brother did that kind of thing to you in the car?"

Rina was a little embarrassed. "Something unexpected happened. He drank too much."

“I think you’re the one who’s drunk,” Shimono Gen paused, “Do you even know who he is?”

Rina bit her tongue: "I know a little."

Kurosawa Shiran sat inside the car, backlit, half of her body hidden in the thick darkness.

He stared at Rina's face and said indifferently, "I know you, A-Jun who works for Yuriko. We met at the bar. So you're an undercover agent."

Shimono Gen: "Then you shouldn't be alive at all."

Kurosawa Shiran: "Can you kill me?"

The tension between the two grew stronger. Rina stepped forward, stood in front of Shimono Gen, and said, "I can explain. You have to believe me."

Upon hearing this, Shimono Gen put away his pistol, turned to look at her, and said, "I believe you, but if he tries to kill you, don't regret it."

Kurosawa Shiran didn't deny it, but she was very unhappy about this scene.

Why Shimono Gen?

Rina: "Go home first?"

Shimono Gen lowered his eyes and saw the ambiguous red marks and bite marks overlapping on her neck. He took off his coat and gave it to her, saying, "Be more careful."

Kurosawa Shiran got out of the car and went to the driver's seat.

Rina pointed to the carriage.

Shimono Gen asked in shock, "You're really having an affair with him?"

Rina: "Let's get in the car quickly, it's hard to explain in a short time."

"Sister, why don't you sit in the front?" Kurozawa Shiran asked, displeased. "Am I just a driver?"

Rina: ".........."

She was trying to figure out how to fool both of them when her phone rang.

It was Kirihara Nobunaga.

"Rina, do you believe Masako is the murderer?"

Rina was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's find a lawyer first. The chain of evidence doesn't seem complete right now."

Kirihara Nobunaga controlled his emotions, "I've already asked her. I don't believe she would kill someone. She didn't even care about that report."

Rina hummed in agreement.

Kirihara Nobunaga said in a trembling voice, "Could you please help me? For the sake of our old classmate."

Shimono Gen watched the emotions that flashed across her face.

Rina: "I understand."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Shimono Gen asked, "What happened?"

“A murder case,” Rina paused, “how did you end up here?”

“Dante is here. He says he has found a tyrant. I came with him,” Shimono Gen said, a fierce glint in his eyes. “I think your brother must have met with him.”

Rina glanced at the driver's seat in front of her.

Kurosawa Shiran licked her lips and said, "I refused."

Shimono Gen: "Frank contacted you?"

Kurosawa Shiran smiled, his seemingly harmless face suddenly taking on a wild and fierce look. "He still dares to show his face in front of me?"

Rina thought to herself, "They probably can't avoid it."

Shimono Gen continued, "Where's Jones?"

Kurosawa Shiran snorted, "Sister, is this uncle interrogating me?"

Rina, with the Ishikawa Ryoko case on her mind, glanced at him and said, "Just asking."

Kurosawa Shiran calmed down: "The people in the Blue Whale Organization are hiding too well. If I knew who he was, I would definitely say hello to him."

The three returned to their residence.

Kurosawa Shiran suddenly remembered some of the stupid things she had done and said, "Sister, I'm going to the convenience store."

“I’m going with him,” Rina said after getting out of the car, glancing at Shimono Gen. “Damian is there too.”

Shimono Gen knew what was going on and nodded.

He is an undercover agent infiltrating the mafia; if Kurosawa Tokiran releases the information, his identity will be exposed.

However, he was still a little worried, after all, there was a wolf cub by her side.

The two strolled leisurely toward the convenience store.

Kurosawa Shiran picked out a few vegetables and suddenly asked, "Don't you trust me, sister?"

Lina followed behind him and asked, "Do you think you're trustworthy?"

Kurosawa Shiran lowered her eyes, looking hurt: "But I really don't know about that organization. The Mafia occasionally sends people to contact me, but I've almost never heard of that organization."

Considering the fate of the Mafia, they will surely be wary, Rina thought to herself as she replied to Kirihara Nobunaga.

Having picked out most of the vegetables and fruits, Kurosawa Shiran walked to the living area and suddenly stopped, looking at the row of boxes.

Rina was looking down at Ishikawa Ryoko's information when the person in front of her suddenly stopped, and she almost bumped into them.

Kurosawa Shiran secretly picked up the top box.

Rina stared at him without blinking.

Kurosawa Shiran felt inexplicably guilty and glanced back, only to coincidentally meet her gaze.

If it were someone else, Rina wouldn't care, but when he leaned in and whispered to her what flavor she liked, she had no choice but to comply, saying, "Put it back."

Kurosawa Shiran was taken aback, biting her lower lip and thinking carefully for a while, "Sister... I'm afraid I won't be able to resist doing it inside."

Rina: "......"

Seriously, I've never been so speechless in my life.