Chapter 114 Kill Me 15

From the window of the villa you can see the rolling green hills.

"elder brother."

The person behind him called out several times before Gin turned his head to look at him. The silver-haired young man was standing in the room, with the light and shadow just dividing in front of him, and a gentle smile floating on his face in the dark.

Something seemed different, and Gin frowned slightly.

Normally at times like this my brother would stick close to me, and I would not let go until I got impatient.

"Brother, it's time for dinner."

Gin just looked at him quietly without responding.

His hands were still handcuffed, restricting his movements. This made Gin feel humiliated all the time.

Like a wolf kept in a sheepfold.

As if sensing his thoughts, the young man smiled softly and waved his hand, "Brother, be obedient and don't force me."

That is an absolute confidence in one's own strength.

Gin let out a cold breath, suppressing the irritation in his chest.

He walked up to his brother.

Kurosawa Shun gently stroked his long hair, and said softly with a smile, "Brother, do you want to go out? You can."

Gin immediately glanced at him, then looked away in a disguised manner.

"As long as you behave and make me happy, I can let you go." Gin felt his chin being pinched by a cold hand. He turned around and looked into a pair of vivid green eyes. "I never lie."

Gin didn't believe his brother's words, but he still decided to listen to him, because only in this way could the other party let down his guard.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed no match for his younger brother at this moment.

By this time, he had been locked up in the villa for nearly two months.

There was nothing related to time in the villa, neither a wall clock nor a calendar. Gin roughly calculated the time in his own way to stay awake.

In the floor-length dressing mirror in the room, Gin could see the expression on his brother's face behind him.

He curled the corners of his lips and stared over the glass.

Mouth shape - Got you, bro.

Gin looked away.

Kurosawa Shun was not in the villa most of the time, and he could only be seen once or twice a week. He turned the villa into a gorgeous golden cage. Gin once saw the words "Silver Sparrow in the Cage" written on the door of his room.

The notebook in the hands of the only living maid had been accidentally left on the dining table, and Gin opened it and took a look.

The title is marked "Diary of Raising Silver Sparrows in a Cage".

It's clearly my brother's handwriting.

The maid who returned to the restaurant quickly snatched the notebook back from his hands - perhaps because of the sudden shock in his heart, Gin actually forgot to tear the damn notebook into pieces the first time.

After that day, he began a hunger strike.

The idea of ​​fasting sounds childish. He just felt sick at the thought of eating, so he simply refused to eat.

If I die from this, it doesn't seem to matter.

He doesn't care at all whether he lives until next year or tomorrow.

Gin thought seriously about whether to kill the maid, but before he did anything, the murderous intent leaked out from his eyes. The maid immediately pressed the button in her hand alertly. Gin felt a slight pain in his arm and then lost consciousness.

...Damn, there is actually such an invention.

What bored human came up with this?

After two months, Gin figured out the structure of the villa and the location of the surveillance cameras, and he decided to escape.

At this moment, he vaguely understood how his brother had felt over the years.

Looking at the white clouds passing through the sky outside the window, has he ever thought about turning into a flying bird?

The escape plan went successfully.

He had already been granted a certain degree of freedom and could move freely around the villa. Gin found the main control room of the monitoring and defense system. The door lock here was a combination lock, and it would automatically lock if the wrong key was entered twice.

The man codenamed Hat, his younger brother's subordinate, often came here to check the surveillance and the overall situation of the villa. Once when he opened the door, Gin hid behind the corner and heard the first five syllables. In order to avoid being discovered by the other party during the surveillance, he could only leave before the other party entered the password.

But five syllables were enough, and Gin took the time to try out the final password.

A string of numbers that looks familiar.

Later he realized that the number was his and his brother's shared birthday.

He never celebrates his birthday, only Shun cares about these boring things.

The process of shutting down the surveillance and defense system went very smoothly. The next problem was the handcuffs on his wrists. Gin turned off the power switch and ambushed at the door. When the maid came to check the situation, he quickly broke her wrists and took the button from her.

He did not kill the woman. He knew his brother, and there must be other defenses in the woods outside, and he needed the woman to lead him out.

In order to survive, the woman cooperated very well.

The two walked one after the other in the dark villa. The woman kept sobbing quietly because of extreme fear.

Gin endured impatiently and said in a sinister voice: "If you like crying so much, I can help you."

The woman sobbed. "How are you going to help me?"

Gin sneered: "I'll help you drain the blood, maybe you can finish faster."

The woman walking in front of me twitched her shoulders a few times - she seemed to be trying hard to hold back tears.

It was indeed much quieter.

When passing by a room, Gin clearly felt that the woman tensed her body and seemed very nervous.

This was the medical room, and Gin recognized it even in the dark.

It's a place I have to come to once a week - I'm forced to do so - and it's hard to forget.

Gin reached for the door handle.

The woman noticed his movements and said nervously, "You can't go in. Shun-sama requested so... Wait, brother-sama, are you really——"

Gin's cold gaze scared the woman so much that she swallowed the rest of her words back into her throat.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the medical room.

Gin walked past the instrument room and into a room he had never been to before. Inside was an office desk with a thick stack of documents on it.

The woman was really anxious, and she looked at Gin and insisted, "You have to leave... Don't you want to escape? If you don't escape now, you may not have a chance."

Her wrist was still twisted in a weird way, causing her speech to be somewhat incoherent, and she was obviously enduring pain.

“Turn on the flashlight.”

Gin ignored the woman's obstruction and manipulated her as skillfully as he manipulated vodka. The woman silently raised her useless wrists. Gin clicked his tongue and twisted one back for her.

The woman whispered, "Brother, I am right-handed, not left-handed."

Gin's brows furrowed even deeper and he snapped her other hand back.

Forget it, at worst I’ll just be thrown away again if I don’t listen.

As if she had heard his thoughts, the woman suddenly became unusually well-behaved. She rubbed her hands, raised the flashlight, and asked respectfully, "Master Gin, I will answer whatever you want to ask."

Gin glanced at her, then his eyes returned to the data on the table. "Turn on the light, hold it up and don't move."

My brother values ​​this woman so much, yet she dares to betray him.

Just kill him before you leave.

His thoughts flashed through his mind briefly, and Gin's eyes were caught by the last line of words on the document.

[To sum up: We are sure that your brother's genes are normal now and have a high degree of match with yours. We can use our latest technology to replace your disease-causing genes with his normal genes in batches, and we can completely get rid of the troubles of albinism. However, in return, your brother's life will quickly decline.

There is gain only when there is sacrifice, and nothing is more important than survival. I believe you will make the right choice.]