Chapter 142: So Many Years

"I don't know what you're talking about~"

Seeing Xian sitting on the sofa very naturally, Gin kept silent with a gloomy look in his eyes.

He obviously remembered it. Even if he didn't remember everything, he probably remembered a lot. He even knew that he had recovered. Otherwise, he wouldn't have told him so confidently that Bourbon was an undercover agent and blatantly asked him to help undercover Bourbon. But...

"Why?" Gin walked up to Xian and looked down at him, "What do you want to do?" Destroy the organization? But his intuition told him that this was not Xian's purpose.

"Well... it's not about what I want to do, but what I should do and what I can do." Xian pursed his lips, resting one arm on the armrest of the sofa, and then gently supported his face with this hand, "and... what you want to do."

As expected, they have already determined that I have recovered my memory. This time, finally! Finally! Xian looked at the skill [Childhood Taming Tacit Understanding] that was fully lit up on the system board, and the villain in his heart was already spinning and throwing flowers.

But he remained calm on the surface. He tilted his head and looked at Gin.

"Ha...haha..." Fōtani Rei fell on the bed, feeling mixed emotions.

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His intuition... or rather, the [tacit understanding fostered by childhood friendship] told him that what Gin was thinking was not the same as what he was thinking, and that guy was thinking a very bad idea.

Ah... this doesn't seem to be the ending Xian wanted.

After recovering his memory, he often thought about this question, whether the organization was worthy of his loyalty when it treated him like that. But just like he felt in his childhood, blood made him excited, darkness made him feel comfortable, and the organization was the most suitable existence for him to live.

Xian paused, then slightly turned sideways, waiting for Gin to continue.

Except when he saw Finlandia.

Perhaps he should be happy? Perhaps he should feel relieved, because after a long journey in the darkness, he finally has hope of seeing the light of dawn.

"Although so many years have passed, I will do what I promised." Xian's voice was not loud, but every word was very clear. "I will fulfill my promise, so now it depends on you whether you want it or need the original promise."

"It seems that I can't get your answer for a while... But it doesn't matter, we don't need this little time." Xian waved his hand without looking back, "I will regard Bourbon's life or death as your answer." As he said, he was about to open the door.

Then, Kurosawa Jin recalled the small space where he was first locked up. The black-haired boy sat beside the bed, looked at him seriously, and promised him word by word just like he did today: "Ah Zhen, we will go back."

What happened? Xian calmed down and drove home with his last look at the sunset.

"My name is Kurosawa Jin, Xian." Gin said, "Long time no see."

Vermouth showed an expression that said "You guessed right". "You should be thankful, Bourbon. Before Rum died, he gave you a certificate to prove that you were not an undercover agent. You were originally someone Rum wanted to train as his confidant. You have enough ability. Although you are still inexperienced, it is not a big problem. I can assist you."

It couldn't be that he was so grief-stricken about Curacao that he went down to accompany her on impulse, right? Bourbon told himself a huge joke in his heart.

Xian was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Your thoughts will determine how we do it."

[Ah, this... I underestimated the host...]

Xian subconsciously gripped the door handle, opened the door with force, and then left the safe house in a flash. However, in the last second before the door was closed, Gin still heard a faint greeting.

At first he didn't believe it. After all, as the second in command of the organization, how could he die so easily? And didn't Rum just pass on information about the undercover to Gin? How could the news of Rum's death come just after the mission was over?

"Of course." Vermouth smiled mysteriously, "This is an opportunity for you."

[Gin! Gin is the top killer of the organization after all. Have you ever thought about what would happen if he is really addicted to darkness and refuses to help Bourbon? You should be more cautious, at least try it out first!]

It's the Kurosawa formation.

wrong.

His heart would skip a beat whenever he saw Finlandia, who was sinking into the same darkness as him.

"As you know, Rum has always been in charge of the entire intelligence team. Now he is dead, but the intelligence team can't continue to be left without anyone in charge, so now we need a member with sufficient qualifications and abilities to take over it." Vermouth shook the wine glass with one hand, leaning forward slightly, and her voice was like the whisper of a devil.

Going down a path to the end sounds pretty cool. If you die so cool, can you be proud? Although you can't do anything servile enough to go to jail, at least you have to keep your life, right? Maybe staying alive is more important, right?

"So... I have to thank Rum properly?"

From the outset, there was no option to act separately.

Gin looked at Xian's somewhat cold eyes and pursed his lips slightly.

Still unable to get an answer from Gin, and watching the time pass by, Xian felt that he couldn't just wait like this, so he could only stand up and walk towards the door.

“……” Gin opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

Xian was outside the safe house, leaning against the door to regain his senses.

After lurking for such a long time and making so many sacrifices, finally... finally...! When he heard that Rum was dead and that he had the hope of taking his place in the intelligence group, he really didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings.

"...I understand." Gin said. He looked as if he had figured something out and felt relieved. "I will help you."

"To be precise, there is also Curacao. After all, it was she who passed the news to Rum." Vermouth shrugged, "You are really lucky, Bourbon."

Promise...Xi'an's promise is...

"...Oh?" Bourbon's eyes widened slightly, trying to make his smile look darker. "You came to see me, could it be because..."

"..." Gin sat on the sofa, straightened up and looked at Xian, "I..." Xian didn't say anything, just looked at Gin quietly, as if he could accept whatever Gin said.

"..." Gin sighed softly, walked to sit next to Xian, and the two were silent for a while before he slowly said, "Are you just asking what I think?"

It's so annoying.

He can, but Xian can't. If possible... he would rather Xian leave the organization and live completely in the sunshine without the shadow of the organization.

But... I'm not as happy as I imagined.

Ah...I see.

"Long time no see, Azhen."

If he is Gin, the killer codenamed Gin in the organization, then when he hears the news that Bourbon is an undercover agent for the public security, he should deal with it immediately. Finlandia will assist, and the credit will then belong to both of them.

But... at least Gin has gotten through it, so Morobushi Keimitsu and Furuya Rei will have more room to maneuver.

"Well... I know you are shocked and unbelievable, but this is the fact, Bourbon." In the high-end restaurant, Vermouth shook his glass and said to him, "Gin should take action soon."

Furiya Rei was lying on the bed, he raised his hand and looked at the snow-white ceiling through his fingers.

Xian stared at Gin's eyes, and seeing his eyes unconsciously becoming brighter and brighter, he knew that this guy must have figured something out. However, Xian did not speak immediately, but waited for Gin to speak first.

Xian had already made up his mind, so he came to ask for his opinion. He wanted to know whether he still needed this promise after more than ten years.

Bourbon's eyes darkened. If Rum died, Gin would quickly start to clean up Rum's remaining followers. But this was premised on the fact that Rum's death was related to reasons such as betrayal of the organization.

Bourbon learned about Rum's death from Vermouth.

"Ha...thank you."

Seeing that Gin remained silent, Xian raised his chin and frowned slightly: "Why, it's so hard to answer?" He sneered, "Or is it that your brain has been idle for too long and has become rusty, so you can't understand the questions?"

Fortunately, Gin finally chose the bright path, so he didn't have to bother doing anything else. As long as Gin agreed, everything would be fine. He didn't really need to do anything, he just needed an attitude, and the rest would be left to him.

[Host...is this too risky? I was really nervous just now.]

He thought so before Xian recovered his memory.

Bourbon narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but he had a vague conclusion in his mind.

"...Wait." Gin's voice was a little hoarse.

"Well, can I ask why Rum died?"

What's more, the organization doesn't actually need his loyalty. All the organization needs is an obedient tool. As long as the task is completed, he can continue to live. Gin once thought that even if the gentleman had tampered with his memory and forced him to be loyal to the organization, at least he is living well now, and even like a fish in water in the dark, so he may not need any changes from either of them.

“……”Xian narrowed his eyes.

Yeah, long time no see.

So...that's how it is.

"So, you didn't call me here just to talk about this, did you?" Bourbon leaned back and gave up asking about the cause of Rum's death.

Well... I still have some confidence in him... But if he really wants to continue on this path until the end... Xian narrowed his eyes dangerously, then I will knock him out and hide him, and then release him after the organization is destroyed.

Gin still didn't say anything. The [tacit understanding fostered by childhood friendship] was just a certain degree of telepathy, not mind reading. Xian didn't know what Gin was thinking specifically. He seemed to be struggling, but at the same time, he didn't seem to be struggling. He was just thinking about something else.

"..."Xian still had no expression, but his suddenly dilated pupils betrayed his mood.

"Will you help me?" Xian narrowed his eyes and stared at Gin, his tone a little stiff, "Then, tell me, who are you?"

If he is Kurosawa Jin, then he and Xian will conceal the news, secretly condone or even assist the activities of the public security, and wait until the day when the organization is about to be destroyed, and then he and Xian will walk out of the shadow of the organization together.

What do I want to do? Gin was stunned.

"Well... this is beyond my scope of explanation." Vermouth winked at Bourbon and made a "hush" gesture.

Xian's observation ability has always been amazing. Even if he just remembered everything, he could know the fact that he had recovered his memory from the trivial things that happened in the past. But there was no other unnecessary temptation. He was told directly that Bourbon, who was about to manage the intelligence team, was actually an undercover agent. What was the reason...

Finlandia - Xian, after all, is different from him. Xian should live in the light, at least that kind of smile should not be used to cover up the darkness and coldness, but should be a real smile from the heart in the sun.

After finding out what happened from Vermouth, Bourbon maintained the proper reaction until he returned to his safe house.

Although I had a feeling that Gin would agree to be his Kurosawa Jin, I didn't expect him to introduce himself to him so directly. God knows how dazzling it would be when a handsome big silver cat looked at him seriously and introduced himself to him seriously? It was much more beautiful than the moon at night.

He is... Gin.

Let him choose only one.

The light in the living room was cold white, which matched Gin's temperament very well. Xian looked up at the bright light, and the shape of the light was reflected in his slightly narrowed eyes stimulated by the light.

Actually, his mood was not that important. What was important was that he was finally able to get access to more information about the organization. In the next period of time, he had to be more cautious and make other plans after he fully understood the intelligence group.

He is now absolutely a nail driven into the deepest part of the organization. There must not be any problems during this critical period. Absolutely not!

After all these years...

Yes, it's been so many years.

(End of this chapter)

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