Chapter 152 I can't feel the underworld buff and become Gin's good subordinate
“This matter is very complicated.”
Sitting in front of Geto Suguru, looking at the weird smile on the lower half of Geto Suguru's face that he covered, Qianjianmu covered his head and sighed sadly.
"I just wanted to buy a book at first..."
"Puff... um, puff!!!" Xia Yujie tried to hold back for a moment, but couldn't help it. He turned his head and chuckled, then coughed twice and asked, "You said you met Gin in the bookstore, what happened next?"
"It's just a simple matter of dismantling the bomb, reassembling the bomb, blowing up the wall, and running away together..."
"Hahahaha, then why did you want to run away in Gin's car? No, why are you running?" Xia Yujie laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and his fingers that were texting Gojo Satoru no longer had the strength to press the button.
"I don't know. This is how it is in Yokohama. Isn't it normal to run when being chased by the police?"
Qian Jianmu tried hard to argue. In fact, he also admitted that he got carried away because they were so happy working together. But he still had to explain:
"When I was running away, someone was chasing me from behind. He glanced at me and seemed to wait for a second, so I got in the car directly! Who knew he would not let me get off?"
"Hahaha, what happened in the car?!"
Qian Jianmu was strangely silent for a second, then said:
"He asked me where I was from and how skilled I was."
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!” Xia Yujie rolled over with laughter: “And then what?”
"...But you can't say my friend is a policeman, and you are not a policeman either, right?"
Taking a deep breath, Qian Jianmu spoke in a sad voice:
"Then, I suddenly discovered the bomber..."
***
While in the bookstore, Sengenmaku and Gin completed a collaboration.
There are a total of five bombs that can be seen in the bookstore, and the ones hidden deeper have not been thoroughly checked. There are also five surveillance cameras in the bookstore, which are movable surveillance probes, and all of them are scanning the store at a constant speed.
Gin is responsible for timing, crowd control, shattering light sources with his gun, and threatening the Sengenmaku.
Chigenmaku took the opportunity to defuse the bomb, wandering back and forth in the blind spot, and was threatened by Gin.
It is not realistic to defuse bombs one by one, so the first option is to find an escape route. However, all the escape exits in the bookstore were blocked, so it would be best to blow up a wall.
What needed to be done during this period was very complicated, such as how to avoid being disturbed by other people, or how to mislead the criminals to complete the bomb disposal and detonation. Finally, five minutes before the bomb exploded, the back wall was blown open, and a group of people fled in a rush, and Chijianmu also fled with the crowd.
At this moment, the main entrance of the bookstore was surrounded by the media and police. Some policemen heard the commotion here and came to provide support. Sengenmaku really didn't mean it, he had been in Yokohama for a long time, his first reaction when he saw the police was not "I'm saved" but "It will be troublesome if this good-for-nothing is caught".
In his mind, the police have no deterrent effect at all. Instead of staying and wasting the whole day explaining why he defuses and assembles bombs, he might as well run away quickly. After all, he did save people and he won’t be wanted, right?
Then he calmly and coincidentally ran on the same road as Gin. After crossing two streets, he just happened to see Gin opening the car door and getting in.
…
He got in the car.
Maybe his behavior gave Gin the wrong impression, or maybe his first reaction was too criminal, Gin actually admired him. But his arrogance made him not feel that Sengenmaku could pose a threat to him. Sengenmaku also wanted to get more information from Gin, and the two were testing each other.
Then Qian Jianmu happened to receive Zero's analysis of the surrounding surveillance information and learned the information of the criminal. When he looked up, he saw the criminal standing at the railing not far from the car.
"That's the prisoner," he said.
Gin lit a cigarette with one hand, glanced out the window, sneered, and without asking him how he knew it, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the criminal.
Not long ago, Vodka was seriously injured in a mission. He was already unhappy. As a result, a code name member did not do his job well and left a mess behind. The person was already dead, but the work still had to be done.
All members of the organization are very busy. Gin is very annoyed with Rum. Asking Rum to borrow people means that he is not doing his job well. Since Vodka got into trouble, all his major tasks have been temporarily put on hold. He might as well do it himself while he has time.
Gin, an organized killer who has been strong all his life.
As a result, it was just a matter of recovering information. I don't know what taboo he had violated, but people died, the room was closed, and a bomb was about to explode. The police and the media were blocking the door.
Even for him, a question mark slowly rose in his heart when he saw that scene. The series of troubles almost made him laugh.
Qian Jianmu watched him suddenly laugh, turning the steering wheel while laughing, then he lowered the window, took out the Beretta, and slowly pulled the safety pin.
The prisoner, who was anxiously watching the live news on the side of the road, didn't even have time to look up.
Bang.
A gunshot rang out, and he was shot in the head.
There were not many people around and no one could react at all. Gin put down the gun, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away from the scene.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw a corpse sliding down from the railing. Qian Jianmu uttered a low "wow" and leaned back, stretching slightly.
It tasted just right, the familiar Yokohama flavor.
Just like going home, Mihua is a really nice place to feel at home.
He is now basically certain that this place is not a world of spells, but probably a stitched world, a part of a world consciousness experiment.
——The evidence is that death is happening all the time here, but no curse spirit can be seen.
The smell of tobacco wafted into my nose. Gin likes strong tobacco, so it wasn't very smelly, but the secondhand smoke was really unpleasant.
Fighting secondhand smoke is a science. If you can't stop people from smoking, use more subtle methods.
Sengenmaku reached out and tapped Gin's shoulder.
The man glanced over coldly.
Qian Jianmu reached out without hesitation:
"Give me a cigarette."
Gin's temper was surprisingly good. He took out the cigarette box from his arms and threw it at him without even looking at him.
The best way to combat secondhand smoke is to smoke firsthand so you don’t smell it. Qian Jianmu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and the overly strong smell filled his lungs. He exhaled slowly and stuck out his tongue quietly.
...very intense.
"You're very brave." Gin looked at him again, turned the steering wheel, and said calmly: "I'll give you one last chance. Tell me your identity."
"I don't know." The only file that Chibayama had in this world was the one that Gojo Satoru had shared, but because of his disappearance, that file was probably also deleted. Even if he hadn't been cleared or investigated, it would be easy to find out that it was a fake identity, so he had no psychological burden at all.
Besides, he was a little curious. When Geto Suguru came to this world, he seemed to have noticed nothing unusual. So could this world really retrieve his identity information from the Gojo family?
Are the worlds truly merging?
Smoke slowly came out, Gin squinted his eyes slightly, and saw that the white-haired boy seemed to have thought of something very interesting, and said with a nonchalant smile:
“…I’m also curious about my identity.”
Arrogant little brat, he thought.
But he has good fighting ability, a quick mind, can defuse bombs... and seems to be very accustomed to violence and blood.
If the identity is clear...
Even if it's not innocent, would the organization still care about this?
***
I don’t know where to go, it’s quite a long way.
Chigenmaku never asked about the destination during the whole journey, just like Gin didn't ask him where he wanted to get off. To Gin's surprise and expectation, Chigenmaku naturally began to play with his mobile phone with his head down.
The inbox was blank. Neither Geto Suguru nor Gojo Satoru replied. A series of explosions occurred in the bookstore shortly after they escaped, but fortunately no one was injured. The internet was flooded with in-depth investigations into the bombing, and some people were even looking for him and Gin.
[A white-haired father and son defuse the bomb. They are very calm. I really want to thank them very much. 】
[They should be father and son, right?] Because gray hair is still rare. And they all look good. Ah, the father seems a little fierce. 】
[Eh? I don't think they are father and son, maybe more like brothers. 】
[Hahahaha, I didn’t do much! This is what I should do! Besides, I am Maori...】
Qian Jianmu slowly, slowly tightened his grip on the phone, let go just before it broke, and took a deep breath.
Don’t assume they are father and son just because they both have white hair! What's wrong with gray hair! Is it strange for people living in the north to have white hair?
Don't get involved!
"…Is this the time to research this? This is rotten." He finally couldn't hold it in, and complained in a low voice with a bad look on his face: "The criminal died two streets away, and he was holding the detonator button in his hand... These idiots are still guarding the crime scene, and the person who found the body didn't tell them, what on earth are they doing."
Even though the Yokohama police were unable to catch the bomber, everyone was used to it and such a thing would never be spread!
"Heh, cop." Gin snorted coldly: "Are you angry?"
“…”
Qian Jianmu silently showed him his phone.
After taking a glance, Gin was silent for a few seconds and looked at the road again.
"boring."
Of course you don’t care since you are not the one who gave birth to a father out of thin air!
But having said that, Chiganmu actually felt that he and Gin got along pretty well.
Gin has an extreme desire for control, but he is not a mad dog. His personality is composed of absolute arrogance and the careful and calm judgment that supports his arrogance. But in situations where interests do not conflict or where further observation is still needed, Gin's temper, aside from being a little taciturn, is actually quite easy to talk to.
Of course, his judgment was met with crazy complaints from Geto Suguru, but Sengenmaku felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He was not sensitive to things like murderous intent and evil spirit. He had ignored the bloody smell of the leader Zai that could scare swords, so Gin's murderous intent was just a drop in the bucket.
He even yawned, tired of sitting.
"How long will it take..."
However, Gin spoke first, his tone as calm as ever:
"What were you thinking when I killed that man?"
"…What are you thinking about?"
The man with wolf-like cold green eyes did not look at him directly, but in the adjusted rearview mirror, Qian Jianmu met his gaze.
He tilted his head, his expression even more bland than Gin's.
"Isn't it just murder? Do I need to apologize for him? Then who will apologize for the bomb threat to me?"
Gin suddenly smiled, his mouth corners raised, his eyes pressed under the brim of his hat, and he said in a light and cheerful tone:
"You're right. If you kill that kind of person, just kill him. You don't need to repent for anything."
The car passed through a gate and drove into a forest. Then, in front of a seemingly ordinary small building, Gin stepped on the brakes.
"get off."
“…Hmm.”
Qianjianmu poked his head out, and Zero with golden eyes was analyzing and judging the building. He looked at Gin with some displeasure.
"This isn't a walk home, uncle."
However, at this point, Gin seemed to have regained the feeling of being in control of something, and snorted extremely dangerously.
"Go in."
He ordered:
"Don't make me say it a second time."
***
"Hahahahaha, so you were taken back to the organization!!" Xia Yujie took a sip of water, smiled and shook his head: "Do you know how I felt when I looked up and saw you following Gin and realized that you became my colleague?"
"...That's good too. At least I have a companion." Qian Jianmu sighed.
The Black Organization is essentially a criminal organization, and it is a criminal organization with a wide range of business and abundant capital flow.
This means that the Black Organization is actually recruiting new members at any time. Those who meet the requirements or are similar will be recruited and screened through layers of screening.
The screening itself is actually in a step-by-step manner. In fact, a lot of coarse screening is not needed. Only when there is a need to be promoted to a cadre will it be taken out for fine screening. The lower-level staff are no different from those in Yokohama. They just collect corpses, do miscellaneous tasks, or serve as a background board. They all just want to make a living.
After being taken to a small base of the organization, Qian Jianmu was given a full body examination and blood tests for backup. At the same time, his information was urgently investigated by the intelligence department. After only three days of staying in the small room without leaving, Qian Jianmu's information had been dug out.
There's nothing to pick up.
Because his identity was even more tenuous than other people's self-introductions: a homeless child who had enrolled in a religious college and then disappeared, and there was not even a photo of him on the identity card, it was obviously fake.
They also investigated the religious college, which was a very normal college with very few students. It was more like a place to cleanse one's identity than a school.
Compared to this, he doesn't even look like an undercover agent. Which undercover agent would give himself such a revealing identity? And he is obviously a minor. Which undercover agent would send out such a young child?
Compared to an undercover agent, Qian Jianmu is actually more like a freelance killer.
There are many free killers, both big and small. Gin was once a free killer when he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was later caught, and since he had nowhere to go, he stayed in the organization.
So what's the problem with taking in another Qianjianmu?
Then, while the identity investigation shifted from domestic to foreign black networks, Qian Jianmu was taken for a physical fitness test. Although he had only come into contact with rifles and pistols in Yokohama, he had also learned shooting, and after finding the right direction, his shooting results were quite good.
But compared to ranged combat, his physical strength is much worse in close combat.
This obviously fits the characteristics of a free killer, who is good at long-range roaming rather than head-on confrontation.
On the fifth day, Sengenmaku was taken away by Gin and was temporarily supervised by Gin on the mission.
During this period, Chiba had no access to his private cell phone and had no contact with Geto Xiayou. However, when Geto Xiayou found that he could not contact him, he told him a fortune. The fortune indicated that he was not in any danger and they would see each other soon. Anyway, Chijianmaku was elusive and it didn't matter if he couldn't be contacted. Xiayou Jie decisively gave up trying, while Chijianmaku himself took things as they came and followed the organization's arrangements and carried out a few small tasks.
Acting... not really acting, Sengenmaku, who was acting purely in his nature, showed his bad nature unscrupulously. Facing a big villain like Gin, he was too lazy to act friendly. He just satirized when necessary and teased when necessary. He thought he was quite despicable and disrespectful, and then he was shocked to find that his character might have touched Gin's sweet spot.
Not only was Gin not angry, but he became more and more optimistic about him, and even Vodka began to show a tendency to accept him.
Vodka even worried that he would replace him and drive for Gin in the future.
No, it's your brain that's injured. What are you thinking about?
Gin, vodka, have you never seen a real criminal? Let’s eat something good!
Under strict surveillance, Chimamu didn't call anyone at all. He concentrated on playing the role of a criminal and searching the organization's database with Zero. Before he knew it, a month had passed.
Today is a sniper mission.
The enemy was the second in command of an extremist organization. The dark world of Beihua was much darker than that of Yokohama. The second in command was a drug dealer, and the reason for his death was that another extremist organization doing the same business applied to the Black Organization to eliminate its competitors.
As a weapon, Sengenmaku doesn't actually need to know so much background story, but this thing was given to him by Gin.
Gin put the documents in front of him. At that time, Chigenmaku had just taken off his gloves to maintain his gun. He looked back at him with a puzzled expression, put the gun together and looked through the documents.
After reading it, he was a little confused about what it meant and asked back:
"What's up?"
Gin observed him for a while, then left with satisfaction, letting him do his job well.
No, is this person sick?
Qian Jianmu complained silently, threw the documents into the shredder, turned around and continued to modify his gun.
He really didn't think there was any problem. It didn't matter if the man died or was alive. This city was rotten and he had no obligation to rush over to crack down on evil when he saw something he hated. His attitude was very simple: what does the world explosion have to do with him? He came to this organization just out of curiosity and wanted to borrow the Black Organization's information database. This was also the simplest truth of life - since he was here anyway.
Moreover, he found Geto Suguru's number in Gin's mobile phone, so it can be almost concluded that this is the organization that Geto Suguru and Furuya Rei belong to. However, many of the organization's information databases are not connected to the Internet, so it would be more beneficial than harmful for him to stay here, so he might as well do it.
However, perhaps it was his attitude of complete indifference, of treating human life as worthless and of not wanting to think about anything else except working that was too bizarre, which strangely hit Gin's sweet spot, making Gin feel as if he had found a kindred spirit and changed his attitude towards him. Although that attitude was mixed with a bit of disgusting condescending feeling of 'the best growing grass in the yard' and 'one has to be one of your own', but as a beneficiary, and even very likely to be the beneficiary of the fastest code name in the organization, Chimamu was quite well behaved except for occasionally making a few bad remarks about Gin.
After a gunshot, Qian Jianmu disassembled the gun and put it in a box, rubbing his shoulders. The strong recoil would cause him some hindrance, but fortunately the bruises would disappear in less than half a day.
Oh yes, this gun was also given to him by Gin. He could feel that Gin liked it very much and had never considered whether he could master it. Although after he did master it, Gin asked him to go on missions a little more frequently.
...Why does it feel like a cultivation system?
Carrying the violin case, Qian Jianmu quickly went downstairs, ran through several alleys, opened the back seat of the Porsche 356A, threw the sniper rifle in, and planned to leave.
"Wait, I'll take you out tonight."
Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was still lighting a cigarette. Qian Jianmu stared at him. Gin paused, sneered, and then handed him a cigarette.
……?
You have become so unfamiliar. You were not like this a month ago. What made you so easy to talk to? Is it because you finally discovered that there is a subordinate in the organization who is not a waste?
Vodka, who was driving silently on the side, saw the boy take the cigarette with a calm expression, and then began to complain about Gin's better temper. This scene has appeared several times. He seemed to be dreaming. He silently looked at the boss, then at the young man, then at the boss again, and finally wiped the cold sweat from his forehead silently.
Is there? !
Where is the good temper? Who has a good temper? It has been like this for so many years, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open... It's hard for him to drive for the eldest brother all the time... How can he have a good temper!
Sometimes you should look for the reasons in yourself, such as whether the murderous intention sensing program has been repaired and whether you have brought the underworld buff.
Anyone who doesn’t have the underworld buff is not worthy of saying that the big brother has a good temper!
Gin, who was sitting on the side, was sorting out the next task plan.
There is a big task, which is to replace the legislators supported by the organization if they are not up to the task.
The list of responsible persons has been compiled. After Qian Jianmu completes this task, it is almost time for him to get a code name.
Sengenmaku is the first killer Gin meets who has no interest in code names at all. He is completely different from those slutty bitches who fight for a code name. He is just a killer who is simply doing his mission.
The mission success rate is extremely high and he is all-round. In addition to firearms, he has some computer knowledge and understands bombs. Talents like this will be easier to use with code names.
He thought about it, felt more confident, and looked at the road ahead in a good mood.
Amidst this confusing mental puzzle, a car of three people arrived at the door of a low-key underground bar.
There was almost no sign on the bar, and the glass was very heavy. Qian Jianmu took a glance and found it was bulletproof, which was normal.
The lighting inside is dim, and darkness is used to divide the entire bar into different areas that do not interfere with each other, with screens serving as partitions.
But right now everyone is gathered near the bar, about seven or eight people, holding glasses of wine and chatting awkwardly in a weird atmosphere.
The moment he saw the interior environment clearly, Chigenmaku noticed that Gin's mood had dropped to the bottom.
It's that kind of attitude where, when you see the most annoying person, you get so annoyed that you can't stand it for even a second, and you're ready to pick up your machine gun and shoot everyone.
That kind of irritability even affected Gin's aura. His originally comfortable atmosphere was like winter in an instant, and it was terribly cold.
Qian Jianmu glanced at him and admired this brother for being very patient.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, several people at the bar near the door turned their heads. Qian Jianmu vaguely saw a familiar girl with small eyes and a bun-like hair, and suddenly found it very funny.
Without waiting for Gin to speak, the moment they walked into the light, he raised his hand first, paused for a moment with a smile on his face, and was satisfied to see that Suguru Suguru opened his eyes wide in shock, and then slowly glanced at everyone equally.
“Wow, there are so many people.”
Gin didn't care too much about being interrupted. He just looked at him calmly and walked to a position not far from the bar, looking at everyone, ready to draw his gun at any time.
Really, his class is quite tiring, with attacks from all sides. Qian Jianmu even has some respect for him.
Facing the different looks from the code-named members present, Qian Jianmu just found a corner to sit down. As soon as he sat down, he saw a ghost spirit floating over in full view of everyone, as if no one was around, and then suddenly dispersed and wrote a line of bloody words in the air.
"Are you really Chiken?! Why are you here? Wait, are you this character?!"
Xia Youjie's eyes were still open. He lowered his head and took a sip of wine. His fingertips were trembling. Then the next line of words appeared in front of Qian Jianmu in blood:
"Since you're here... you're so efficient! You're more efficient than 99% of the undercover agents in the world. Do I need to give you an award?"
"Hey! Explain it to me!"
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