Chapter 10

It is now 5:01 pm, not too far from 2 pm. Yuya Kazami recalled a little and organized his words: "Mr. Furuya, at that time, Yuki Kitahara and I were in the safe house. He was a little anxious and walked around the room."

Amuro Toru pondered, "Did Yuki Kitahara leave your sight around this time? Was he listening to the phone?"

"No."

Following Yuya Kazami's denial, Toru Amuro's expression became extremely serious, and his purple-gray eyes stared deeply at the closed door.

"Did you encounter anything strange?"

Yuya Kazami thought for a while and said, "There is one strange thing. My mobile phone somehow got into Yuki Kitahara's hands. I didn't give him a mobile phone, and he couldn't get my mobile phone with his skills."

How did Yuki Kitahara do it?

Cell phone, memory, call time, clues intertwined in his mind, and Toru Amuro suddenly opened his eyes.

No memory?

Was it hypnosis?

[Original Body (Kitahara Yuki) Skills: 2, Hypnosis (Mastery 41%)]

[Original Body (Kitahara Yuki) Skills: 2, Hypnosis (Mastery 43%)]

Kitahara Yuki raised his eyebrows and sincerely praised Toru Amuro's generosity again. He was even more satisfied when the three public security officers left.

On the fifth day of his job search, Kitahara Yuki finally received his certificate and happily started working at a convenience store on the sixth day.

However, his good mood only lasted until Kitahara Yuki saw his colleague for the first time.

"Mr. Kazami, is the salary of the Japanese Public Security Bureau no longer enough for you? Do you need another part-time job?"

Kazami Yuya tugged at his work clothes. Not intending to provoke the psychology expert who was in a bad mood, he followed Kitahara Yuki obediently and took on all the physical work with interest.

Kitahara Yuki snorted and sent an email to Amuro Toru.

[Mr. Amuro, you really have a way to discipline your subordinates - Kitahara Yuki]

He didn't even intend to read Amuro Toru's reply, and took charge of the cashier work with a cold face.

Obviously, this job is a bit boring. Kitahara Yuki yawned ten times in just one hour at work, until the door of the store opened and two men in black came in.

Long silver-white hair, black windbreaker, and an exaggerated top hat on his head, it was Gin. The muscular man wearing sunglasses following him was naturally Vodka.

Kitahara raised his eyebrows, but the expression on his face did not change. He even counted the change in the cash register casually, but his body intentionally or unintentionally blocked Yuya Kazami who was squatting under the cashier to sort things.

I hope this stubborn and dull police officer will not reveal any flaws when he meets Gin.

However, as an undercover agent in the organization, Bourbon's subordinates most likely know the appearance of gin and vodka. Based on gin's acuity, the probability of being discovered is basically over 80%.

[Are your subordinates smart? ——Kitahara Yuki]

[…——Amuro Toru]

Very good, it seems that this guy doesn’t know how to adapt.

[Met Gin——Kitahara Yuki]

After turning off the screen, Kitahara Yuki felt someone pat his calf, followed by a muffled voice from Kazami Yuya.

"Mr. Kita, please move aside!"

Kitahara Yuki didn't move. He kicked Kazami Yuya's bent knee as if to vent his anger, and whispered, "Shut up!" Obviously

, this public security officer didn't hear what Kitahara Yuki said, and even started to ask, "Mr. Kita, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. You let me get up first, why did you press my head?"

... Kitahara Yukito was a little confused. How could there be such a stupid public security officer? Does he really not know how to read people's expressions? Fortunately, his boss is Amuro Toru. If it were someone else, Kitahara Yuki would guarantee that this guy would be in trouble.

Ha, a thirty-year-old man who doesn't understand the workplace but has a kind heart!

Obviously, Gin and Vodka were attracted by the movement. Kitahara Yuki saw the white-haired man put his hand into his pocket. Judging from the outline, there was a gun in the pocket. At this moment, Kazami Yuya also stood up.

Mr. Public Security's eyes met Gin, and almost instantly, he touched the hand on his waist with caution.

Very good, the probability of discovery is 100%.

Mr. Public Security has strong marks of police system training all over his body and cannot be ignored!

The situation is urgent, but Kitahara Yuki still thinks of Akai Shuichi's teammate Camille. As a man who also beat up his teammates, he thinks Kazami Yuya and Camille must have a lot of topics to talk about.

With a sigh, the black-haired young man slowly held down Yuya Kazami's wrist, glared at him warningly, and protected the inflexible guy behind him.

Kitahara Yuki met Gin's eyes, his green eyes were full of malice, and the strong murderous intent seemed to fall on the skin like a strong wind, causing a shudder.

There was a silence in the air as if a storm was about to come, as if there was a tightly tied rubber band, ready to jump up and hit you in the face at any time the moment it broke.

The first to break the silence was Yuya Kazami's move to step forward, Kitahara Yuki gritted his teeth, blocked him with extremely fast movements, and pressed him down on the chair.

"Listen, I'll only say this once," Kitahara Yuki gritted his teeth, obviously saying to Kazami Yuya, "If you move again, I'll kill you!"

Kazami Yuya had obviously never seen Kitahara Yuki's emotions fluctuate so much, he was speechless, curled up in the chair and kept quiet.

"Brother, are the cops fighting among themselves?" Vodka adjusted his sunglasses and whispered to Gin.

Obviously, Kitahara Yuki heard this, and his sharp eyes fell on Vodka, making the latter shut his mouth instantly.

...This momentum is just like the big brother!

"Excuse me, I need to correct something. I am not a policeman, but a poor cashier who is dragged down by the police."

Kitahara Yuki returned to his expressionless look and locked the cashbox. Although he knew that Gin and Vodka would not have any intention of using this thing, he was a cashier now. Even when facing the mafia, he still did his job well.

"You know me." Because of long-term smoking, Gin's voice was low and hoarse with a cold tone, like a ferocious beast lurking behind him waiting for an opportunity.

It was not a question, Gin had already confirmed that they knew him.

Kitahara Yuki made a judgment, and he was thinking about how to save Kazami Yuya's life from Gin and Vodka. Thinking of Pisco, who was killed by the organization because his appearance was exposed, his temple ached slightly.

Rubbing his swollen temples, Kitahara Yuki said lightly: "Mr. Public Security, you owe me a month's coffee this time."

When their eyes met, Kazami Yuya understood what Kitahara Yuki meant.

The latter gave him the chance to run away!

No, this difficult psychology expert was out of breath even after climbing to the fifth floor!

He wanted to stop it, but the next second he heard the sound of metal knocking. Kazami Yuya's pupils dilated instantly, and his speech was very slow, like a whisper, "Listen to Mr. Kita."

Kitahara Yuki, who successfully hypnotized Kazami Yuya, felt that he had solved a huge problem. He straightened his clothes, walked around the scattered goods on the ground, and walked out of the cashier.

"It's an honor to meet you two, I'm Kitahara Yuki," Kitahara Yuki glanced at the wooden door facing him by Gin, and sat on the high stool calmly.

"Pop!"

It was the sound of a can being opened. Kitahara Yuki took a big sip of coffee. The stimulation of caffeine made him a little excited, and his dark eyes shone slightly.

"You are a powerful killer. Your muscles are bulging, obviously you are on guard, but you are not afraid, you are excited. Killing me is as easy as crushing an ant. Although I don't want to compare it this way, it is obvious that this is the fact."

Kitahara Yuki put down the remaining half of the coffee. There was no fear or smile on his face, not even the slightest fluctuation. He calmly recounted what he saw.

"Obviously, you like smoking. Nicotine can help you calm down. You have a strong desire for control and a mild impulsive personality disorder. You are a typical antisocial personality."

"You lack empathy. You look down on the friendship, love, and family affection of others. You are indifferent to other people's feelings. You are cold and ruthless, and you are hostile to others."

□□ pressed against Kitahara Yuki's soft lips. The strong smell of gunpowder made him frown. The excited nerves reached his brain, telling him that a few minutes ago, the bullet shot by Mukura took away a life.

Tilting his head slightly, Kitahara Yuki continued, "You just killed someone, and the smell of blood was so strong that it pungent. You should have shot Mr. Public Security the first time you saw him because of your excitement, but you didn't. Why?"

Kitahara Yuki took his time to look at Gin, then looked at the stunned Vodka, and said lightly, "You are carrying out a secret mission. Your superiors ordered you not to Can attract attention. It's really pitiful that Mr. Gin, who likes to be high-profile, can only control his destructive desire and tremble with excitement in a dark corner! Maybe you prefer to sweep Tokyo Tower."

Kimura Kouchi pressed Kitahara Yuki's chin from bottom to top, and the force that could not be ignored forced him to look up. The unbearable pain made the difficult psychologist's eyes slightly red, and physiological tears swirled inside.

Obviously Gin was very satisfied with Kitahara Yuki's reaction. He smiled briefly, opened the cigarette box with his empty left hand, and took out a long and thin cigarette.

"Go on." Gin said.

The taste of nicotine made Kitahara Yuki's throat itchy. He suppressed the urge to cough, cleared his throat and said, "It's obvious that you have a strong desire to explore me. Your arrogance makes you stand here and listen to me even though you know I'm delaying time. Your unrestrained curiosity drives you not to take action against us."

Kitahara Yuki glanced at the clock in the store. Half an hour had passed since the text message was sent to Amuro Toru. According to the speed of the public security, a large number of public security officers will arrive at the scene within three minutes.

"So, Mr. Top Killer, with only three minutes left, will you choose to evacuate or kill us first and then fight the public security officers for an hour?"

Gin sneered, "Are you going to sacrifice yourself for such a useless public security officer?"

Kitahara Yuki said lazily, "Don't make me sound so great, I'm just doing it for a month's worth of coffee."

"What a ridiculous feeling," Gin threw down the cigarette butt with sparks, and rubbing it with his leather shoes. He said to Vodka the first sentence he said when he entered the convenience store, "Take him away."