Chapter 80 Deliberately Created Misunderstandings

A cold sneer came from above.

Kitahara Yuki ignored it. The action of looking up made his neck very uncomfortable. After holding on for five seconds, he regained his sight and looked at Gin's Adam's apple wrapped under the skin and flesh.

"GIN, do you want to open the wooden warehouse? You hit my head and I hit your lower abdomen."

Vodka exclaimed in surprise.

What's the difference between this and committing suicide.

Kitahara Yuki tilted his head slightly and looked at Vodka, and the Beretta that was tightly attached to his forehead also moved with it.

He said to Vodka: "Sir, do you have any opinion on my proposal?"

Vodka stammered a few times and didn't dare to speak.

Kitahara Yuki was too weird. He could split a sentence into several messages. If he

leaked the information at this time, he would be taught a lesson by his elder brother.

"It seems that he has no objection." Kitahara Yuki increased the force of the wooden barrel in his hand, and the metal tube left a deep mark on Gin's black coat.

"Gin, do you dare to do it? You don't dare." He asked himself and answered, his expression was cold, but his tone was slightly uplifted, and he did not hide the pride in his words, "The noise will be too loud if you shoot. The plan on G deck will fail."

Gin finally said the first sentence after meeting Kitahara Yuki, "How much do you know, and when did you know it?"

The crisis was resolved.

Kitahara Yuki took the lead in putting away the wooden barrel, stepped back, and increased the distance between the two. As he expected, the Bolletta in Gin's hand did not follow.

He took off his coat, threw it on the ground, and then sat on it.

Keeping this posture, putting on shoes in a methodical manner, and pushing Gin's patience to its limit, he slowly said, "These are two questions. I thought you would know that I can only answer one question for you."

This sounded familiar.

Gin was silent for a moment, remembering that he brought Kitahara Yuki to the safe house in Nagano Prefecture. The other party asked - 'What are you doing in Nagano? Why are you in 7-Eleven?'

How did he answer?

'These are two questions. I thought you would know that I can only answer one question for you.'

Not a single word was wrong.

Kitahara Yuki was very particular and didn't give in.

Gin took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He snorted coldly from his nose, "How much do you know about G deck?"

"Ah, I found out after seeing Vodka's signature."

The other party answered another question. He was provoking.

Gin licked his back teeth, grabbed Kitahara Yuki's arm with one hand, and pulled it back.

This action was extremely fast and powerful. The black-haired young man flew into the air, and his head hit Gin's hard chest heavily due to inertia, and his forehead instantly turned red.

"Gin, what are you crazy about!"

The sudden pain made his eyes slightly red, and physiological tears accumulated, wanting to fall but not falling, and looked very soft.

Gin stared at those eyes for a while, and said coldly: "Is it fun to play tricks on me?"

Kitahara Yuki refused to answer this question, and the palm of his hand that was restraining his upper arm used a lot of strength. He did not reply with a word "very fun" for the time being, thereby increasing the interest of the other party's hands to use force.

"Take me to your room." Gin moved his right hand that was restraining his arm.

The top killer in the organization did not give him the power to refuse. After saying this, his right hand went up along the arm and landed on the neck, gently stroking the cold white flesh, and the numbing touch came slowly.

Kitahara Yuki frowned and murmured, "Don't move, I'll take you there."

The hand on the neck stopped at the right time.

The two walked side by side.

Gin is tall and has broad shoulders. He looks like a tall clothes rack. He wears a long black windbreaker that falls to his calves, which makes his shoulders look broader and his legs longer.

So that he sticks close to Kitahara Yuki, and his right hand on the latter's neck does not seem abrupt. Instead, it looks like he is protecting Kitahara Yuki from being squeezed in the crowd.

The bartender stared with disbelief, his eyes flickering back and forth between Kitahara Yuki and Gin's faces, and finally stopped at Gin's casual glance. He

hung his head and played dead.

"I can't see anything, I don't know that Gin and that person have such a relationship."

The colleague frowned and pushed the bartender's back, "What are you whispering about? Get to work."

Kitahara Yuki retracted his gaze from the bartender and walked towards the elevator.

Thanks to Gin's aura that he was not easy to mess with, he got on the elevator with only the two of them in the crowded cruise ship.

After pressing the button for the A floor, Gin asked, "How did you find the location of Vodka and me? Did a rat tip you off?"

Kitahara Yuki didn't answer immediately, but observed Gin through the metal plate of the elevator.

What was the other party's purpose in going to his room?

To keep an eye on him?

Gin pinched the back of Kitahara Yuki's neck, and the two of them looked at each other through the metal plate, "Answer my question."

"This kind of thing can be known at a glance, there is no need to inform others." Kitahara Yuki said gloomily.

Gin didn't say anything, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

The elevator door opened.

Kitahara Yuki looked up, but didn't see any acquaintances, only a small group of passengers walking around.

At this time, the hand that had been attached to the back of his neck moved, and Gin lowered his voice, "Don't have any bad ideas."

Kitahara Yuki: "I'm not staying in your palm obediently now, why am I so scared?"

But he does have a bad idea, and he hopes that Zero can handle this idea.

He said slowly: "You are so blatantly exposed to surveillance, and you don't worry about me meeting Xiaoguang and Lin. It means that the cruise ship's signal has been cut off and the surveillance has become a decoration. My friends are not on Deck A."

He paused, noticing the stiffness of the person next to him and the overly strong gaze, and said in a good temper: "When I am alone, you have to learn to relax. You can't keep staring at me like this."

Gin ignored him and continued to stare.

Kitahara Xing is cunning and can cause many troubles in a blink of an eye.

It's just that Naber-Le-Ta pressed against the opponent's head and controlled the back of the opponent's neck with his hand.

In a short while, Kitahara Yuki got so much information?

Smart and scary.

A series of operations of Kitahara Yuki flashed through his mind, and a wave of annoyance arose in his heart. He took out the cigarette from his pocket, knocked on the bottom of the cigarette shell with one hand, brought it to his mouth, and then took out a cigarette.

Kitahara Yuki frowned, quickly pulled out the cigarette from Gin's mouth, and snatched the remaining cigarette box, "I hate the smell of cigarettes, smoking is prohibited here."

Gin raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

As passers-by passed by, Kitahara Yuki's actions became more and more bold. Reaching into Gin's right pocket, regardless of his tense muscles, he took out a box of matches and a lighter.

Then, he raised his hands and accurately projected them into the nearby trash can.

Gin's forehead jumped, and he lowered his voice and said coldly, "You are very courageous."

"I can be even more courageous."

Kitahara Yuki stopped abruptly, glanced at the passerby who was looking over here, and whispered in Gin's ear, noticing the other party's momentary stiffness.

"For people like you, the neck is one of the vital points, and you hate others touching your neck."

After he finished speaking, his left hand slowly moved up along Gin's forearm, and at the moment when it was about to touch the neck, Gin grabbed his wrist.

"Enough is enough." Gin warned.

The sudden high-pitched voice nailed the passerby who was passing by in place, and his obscure eyes swept over Gin and Kitahara Yuki.

The two were acting intimately.

The shorter boy was held in the arms of the tall man, and the boy threw away the man's cigarette in anger, and touched the man's arm upwards, which seemed to be a very flirtatious posture.

Then the man said, "Enough is enough," in a low and restrained voice.

The passerby was choked by his own saliva and coughed several times in surprise. Are

young people nowadays so open? And this was in the corridor!

Kitahara Yuki met the passerby's gaze, her beautiful eyebrows curved, and she said with concern: "Sir, you look surprised."

The other party did not reply and was a little dazed.

This is the most beautiful face he has ever seen, no wonder the silver-haired man is so impatient.

He was surprised by his own thoughts again, and when he came to his senses, he heard the boy whistled, "Don't be surprised, I have a blond and dark-skinned male companion, maybe you can meet him when you go to the restaurant for dinner. You can say hello, he is very enthusiastic."

The amount of information was too much, and Mr. Passerby was unable to come back to his senses for a long time again.

Until the door of A07 was opened and the two walked in, he could vaguely hear the silver-haired man coldly questioning, "What is your relationship with Bourbon?"

"He cheated on me at Urashima Taro's villa. What do you think our relationship is?" Kitahara Yuki distanced himself from Gin, restrained the improper look on his face, and returned to his indifference.

"However, you gave him to me to play with during the Pramya incident, and I found that he is indeed quite fun."

The residual moisture and fresh grapefruit smell in the room were a little strong. Kitahara Yuki didn't like this sticky feeling. After distanced himself from Gin, he immediately opened the French window.

The sea breeze rushed in, blowing up the white gauze curtains, making a hunting sound.

Under Gin's indifferent gaze, Kitahara Yuki put away the idea of ​​going to the balcony to enjoy the breeze, and sat down on the light gray sofa chair near the French window. The interweaving of light and dark made his skin look even whiter.

Gin glanced at him, "Just now, you deliberately put on this look for passers-by to see, in order to lure Bourbon up? He is the rat who leaked the information, and you are waiting for him to rescue you?"

Kitahara Yuki sneered, "Do you suspect Bourbon is an undercover?"

He recalled that he had just asked Toru Amuro if he had any mission for the organization when he got on the boat.

Toru Amuro's answer was no.

And Gin was not surprised at all when he said that Toru Amuro was in the restaurant.

When the guy in front of him was about to come to A07 with him, he sent away Hase Hikaru, Sugawa Rin and Toru Amuro.

The organization's trust in Toru Amuro has been greatly reduced.

Wow, Mr. Public Security is in a career crisis and needs him to save him.

"You suspect Bourbon is an undercover."

Kitahara Yuki said the same thing but it had two different meanings. Gin didn't nod or shake his head, and sat down opposite Kitahara Yuki.

"Answer my last question."

"Yes, I let him up on purpose. He is the rat who told me all the information about the G deck. How about using Berle Tower to kill him?"

Kitahara Yuki came to Gin's side, holding Gin's hand without any sense of boundaries, and looked at Berle Tower on it. "Can you teach me how to use this thing? I can kill Bourbon for you."

Gin pulled his hand out, raised his eyes and stared at Kitahara Yuki.

This person can have hundreds of thoughts in his words, and it is hard to tell the truth from the false.

The sea breeze blew up Kitahara Yuki's soft black hair, revealing his smooth forehead. At this moment, his attention was all on Bo Le Tower, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking naughty and reckless.