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"Leave it to her?" The silver-haired organization killer walked out slowly from behind.
Jinpei Matsuda raised his eyebrows and snorted, "Of course - mission accomplished, boss." He made a small joke and imitated Vodka by calling out a very gangster name.
Gin: “.”
He said coldly: "Take yourself to jail, you black cop from the mafia."
The curly-haired police officer had a good chat with the TOP KILLER of the largest organization in the other world. If any of his colleagues knew about this, they would probably want to put him in jail. However, this ace of virginity said that he had 100% never done anything illegal except not arresting Gin.
To talk about how they met, we have to start from four years ago.
It was late autumn, in the early morning of November 14, seven days after Kenji Hagiwara encountered a bomb explosion on the upper floor of an apartment building. The funeral was over and the cenotaph was carefully placed behind a temple, but there was still a sense of unreality lingering in Jinpei Matsuda's mind.
To be honest, he is not as fragile as his colleagues and family members think. Perhaps it is because he has been losing things since he did not know when. All his childhood friends have left him one by one, and even two of his good friends from the police academy are missing. He is working as an undercover agent in some dangerous otherworld organization, his life hanging by a thread, or he is involved in some confidential incident.
Anyway, the only person he could contact was his former squad leader, Date Kou. However, Date Kou had a girlfriend by his side, so Matsuda Jinpei thought it would be better not to disturb her.
His heart felt empty, and sometimes it felt like something was squeezing it. When he looked around blankly, he would sometimes realize that Kenji Hagiwara was no longer by his side.
Since he was the only one left, he felt that he had nothing to worry about.
There is a saying that goes, "The most terrifying gambler is the one who has nothing."
The curly-haired police officer came to the address that the blond boy told him when he was a junior high school student.
That was a black boxing ring.
He didn't know what he should do, but his intuitive instinct plus half a year of police career instantly made him realize that something was wrong here - at least it was illegal, and it was not just an ordinary level of illegality, but the kind that had accumulated countless lives.
Still in a confused state, he chose to go on stage for a competition - that year on the school rooftop, the blond boy told him that someone would guide him after entering here, but he didn't know how to connect with that person.
The underground black boxing ring is a wild and bloody fight, a fist-to-flesh battle. He skillfully wrapped bandages on his hands and put on boxing gloves, and found that he had never boxed since joining the Explosion Group.
He missed the noisy shouting, but he couldn't help frowning at the merciless fighting style on the stage. The curly-haired police officer barely suppressed the urge to reach for handcuffs - oh, he was in plain clothes this time and didn't bring handcuffs.
This is not a traditional boxing points match, but a gladiatorial arena with a life and death agreement signed, where the loser's life and death is entirely determined by the winner.
Jinpei Matsuda certainly didn't think he would lose. He almost thought he had to beat his opponent to death to win, until a blond-haired, dark-skinned man stood up after knocking his opponent unconscious, proudly bathing himself in the applause and admiration of others, smiling like a bad guy.
Jinpei Matsuda:.
Who is this?
This guy has golden hair, wheat-colored skin, hair that crosses and hangs down between his eyes, and a pair of purple-gray eyes that are so light in color that they are almost blue. He looks cold and superior, and one look at him makes people want to punch him - who the hell is he?
Who is this guy who has the same face as his serious and earnest classmate in the police academy, but has a cold smile like a sticky venomous snake and looks like a scumbag? ? ?
The curly-haired police officer was shocked and subconsciously grabbed a person next to him: "Do you know who this is on the stage...?"
The person he caught was a white-haired girl. When Matsuda Jinpei looked carefully, he found that she had a pair of different-colored pupils, one blue and one white.
The white-haired girl was surprised for a moment, not knowing whether it was because the person who caught her didn't know the blond and dark man on the stage, or because the person who caught her reminded her of something. She almost blurted out a name, but then stopped herself. Matsuda Jinpei could only recognize through lip shape that the first syllable of the other party seemed to be "ma", and the second was a closed consonant, "z" or "s" or something like that.
It can't be his name, right? Not everyone in the other world would know him, and he's not some big shot.
Jinpei Matsuda didn't care much. He heard the captured girl reciting a bunch of information.
"Amuro Toru is good at gathering intelligence and has strong observation and reasoning abilities. In just three months in the organization, he has already attracted the attention of Lord Rum. Lord Rum intends to train him to be his own intelligence officer and even has high hopes that he can compete with Vermouth..."
Matsuda Jinpei:......? ? ? ! ! !
Is this something he can hear? Is this something he can know?
Are the people in your organization so defenseless or is the white-haired girl in front of him an outlier? Or is this girl looking for a reason to kill him and silence him? Did he provoke her?
It was just because he had investigated all of Shi Ting Shu's friends. Curacao, who had an initial max favorability towards Matsuda Jinpei, saw that the curly-haired young man's expression was getting more and more wrong, and finally remembered to explain: "...You are Ting Shu's friend."
Jinpei Matsuda thought that coming here could help him get information about his missing childhood friend Tameran, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
The girl in front of him seemed to know Shi Ting Shu - was there a previous grudge between them? Or were they close friends or something like that?
Of course, Matsuda Jinpei would not think that they had only met once, because looking at the concerned look on the white-haired girl's face, he knew that she definitely had a special feeling towards him because of Tokiwa Hiiragi.
He hunched up slightly, making sure that the guy on the stage who looked exactly like a certain blond bastard from the same period as his enemy wouldn't see him when he left the stage.
It was ensured very successfully. The other party raised his head slightly, showing a condescending attitude, without even looking closely at the people below. He was a proud and arrogant villain from the black side. The curly-haired bomb disposal officer almost got his fists stiff from the stress.
...Damn, that blond bastard really deserves a beating when he looks like this.
Curacao looked at the curly-haired young man in front of her, blinked, and considerately did not ask the reason. She just stretched out her hand and invited: "Come with me after the game, New German Beer... Yueyuan Qing is waiting for you too."
Matsuda Jinpei nodded - he was right, Tsukizono Kiyoshi and Tokiwa Hiiragi were indeed together.
Moreover... a certain intuitive animal instantly judged that the white-haired woman had good intentions towards him rather than malice. She was probably a former friend of Tokiwa Hiiragi, or a new friend?
Amuro Toru left the black boxing gym with his hands in his pockets. Matsuda Jinpei was very sure that the other party did not see him, so he stood up again. His straight back did not bring out too much oppression of a policeman, but made him look more like a member of a gang.
Especially when he put his hands in his pockets and walked out casually, he looked like the leader of some small sect who was here for the first time and wanted to prove himself - the reason why he was here for the first time was because he did not have that kind of vicious and evil aura, in simple terms, he had never killed anyone.
Curacao hesitated for a moment, thinking that the police officer in front of him was really a member of the Black Organization. It was also quite surprising that he did not scare Tokiwa Hiiragi away but became friends with him.
Matsuda Jinpei casually tightened the bandage wrapped around his hand. The three-meter-long bandage was a bit short for an adult man like him, so he simply wrapped it around four fingers without separating them.
Anyway, in the boxing gloves, there is not much difference. Matsuda Jinpei picked up the one that Curacao pointed to him and put it on. He was still wary of whether there was a mechanism in the boxing gloves, but when he saw the woman who showed kindness to him bypass the gloves that were closer and pointed to the one that was farthest away, he basically confirmed this guess.
I haven't played for a long time, so I'm a little uncomfortable. Thinking this, he slowly stepped onto the stage.
Before he could stand firm, his opponent punched him. The fierce fist was wrapped in a gust of wind and came straight to his face, determined to knock him down with one punch.
Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyes, put his hands together in front of him to block, then stepped forward and threw a straight punch, then suddenly used the force to kick straight towards the opponent's abdomen, but was avoided by a side dodge.
The emptiness he had felt for the past seven days was pent up in his heart. He growled, hooked his fist, swung his punch, and dodged with his head tilted.
His opponent roared in anger at his agility, and his momentum became even fiercer, like an angry lion. But such an outburst seemed to be of no avail, and Matsuda Jinpei would not give him any chance to defeat him.
Let's turn our attention to the audience.
Five minutes ago, Yue Yuanqing was talking to Gin. Ever since he killed German beer through some special channels and became the new German beer, his reputation in the organization has been mixed.
Kurosawa Jin and Huashan Rina are not the only ones who have passed the experience test and entered the organization. Many members of the organization have been abused and persecuted by German Beer.
But unlike Gin, the boss always suspected that they hated the organization because of the experiment, so he would not trust them. This is why they dared not touch the German beer - if they did, they would die.
None of them who had struggled to survive in the laboratory wanted to die.
Tsukizono Kiyoshi, which has become the new German beer, has a good relationship with Gin, mainly because of Tokiwa Hiiragi.
As he was slowly shaking the martini in his hand and teasing the relationship between Gin and Vermouth, a familiar curly-haired figure on a stand on the east side suddenly made him stand up.
"Who gave him the address?" He gritted his teeth, quite angry.
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