Chapter 315: Silver Bullet “Why not?”
How can I get around this?
"Didn't I tell you before? My consciousness clashed with Lin Xi's," the boss said. "The conflict had reached an irreconcilable level, and I couldn't control my body smoothly, so I took the initiative to erase my memories."
"The voice that has been bothering you in your head is 'Lin Xi'."
"So, erasing memories can calm the conflict of consciousness?" Lin Xi whispered. "Also, where is 'Lin Xi' now? She was this body's original consciousness. After we merged, did she disappear completely?"
"...I guess so. Erasing memories can indeed eliminate conflicts. As for that 'Lin Xi'...you're right, as we gradually merged, she has now disappeared."
"I see."
Fearing Lin Xi would ask more questions, the boss changed the subject: "What are your plans next? Where are you and Gin going?"
"Do you know Gin's past?"
Lin Xi cleaned the refrigerator. While she was gone, the refrigerator had been plugged in, and the old ice she had frozen was still in the freezer.
Gin's past? The boss thought for a moment and said, "A test subject."
"The most successful experimental subject of the original "Silver Bullet" project sold to us by the Soviets."
Lin Xi took out the ice, shaved it with an ice knife, and dropped it into the glass to examine it. "A long time ago, he wasn't a test subject. His hometown was in the Soviet Union. He once invited me to visit his hometown... What do you think, should we go?"
"The Soviet Union collapsed in 1991," the boss said calmly. "Even if he were to return to his homeland, things would have changed dramatically."
"Besides, are you sure you want to go there at this critical moment?"
Lin Xi sighed softly.
She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Gin, asking him to bring a bottle of wine on his way.
Then she looked out the window. Beneath the shade of the trees lay the street, deserted on a weekday. A stray cat basked in the sun by a shop. Beyond, T-shaped and I-shaped houses stretched densely across the land, stretching off into the distance.
The skyscrapers of the city's commercial center are looming in the clouds, while in the distance are mountains, green fields and the deep sea.
Across the sea is my hometown.
She can't return to her hometown.
"Why not?" she said softly.
Although she couldn't go back, she could still accompany Gin to take a look.
When the ice in the glass melted into a thin layer of water and many small water droplets condensed on the outer wall of the glass, Lin Xi's door was finally knocked open.
A silver-haired man stood in the doorway, dressed in a black coat and a familiar bonnet.
"The drink you asked for." He handed over a bottle of Scotch.
Lin Xi took it, poured out the melted water in the glass, and filled it with wine.
Seeing a familiar face, Coconut meowed and jumped onto Gin's shoulder in a few seconds.
It has grown up now, and only Gin's shoulders, as wide as a double-door refrigerator, can accommodate its fat body.
Gin reached out and stroked the cat through his gloves.
"Why did you ask me to come here?" He looked at Lin Xi's back in front of the window and asked lightly.
"Stay with me." Lin Xi said without looking at him.
For a moment, they fell into a solemn atmosphere, as if something had happened that they both agreed on but could not express, and no one could stop it from happening.
Lin Xi will die in nine days, twelve hours and forty-three minutes, and she calls Gin to accompany her through her final moments.
The golden wine reflected a brilliant brilliance in the reflection of ice and glass, and was finally drunk in one gulp by red lips.
Gin had never seen her drink.
She loves to drink sweet juice with lots of ice, likes Chinese food, prefers spicy food, likes to be in a lively environment, but is afraid of trouble.
It seemed as if she had changed since they met. Her long hair and red lips were tinged with decadence, and the prospect of dying at a certain time had only unleashed in her an unstoppable desire to... live in the face of death.
He said nothing, got a glass and ice from the kitchen, took the bottle and poured himself a glass.
He walked to the window, lowered his glass, and clinked glasses with Lin Xi.
"I brought too little." Lin Xi glanced at him and smiled, "Not enough to drink."
"You didn't tell me what you were going to drink it for." Gin said, "I didn't know you were going to drink it."
The two were silent for a while. The fragrance of flowers wafted in from outside the window.
"At ten o'clock, there is a sniper at the side window on the 21st floor." Gin said.
"I know."
Lin Xi drank the wine.
The cold wine flowed down the throat, bringing a burning sensation.
"Come to Russia with me." She put down her glass.
"good."
Black hair brushed against his shoulders, and Gin narrowed his eyes before draining his glass.
.
night.
She and Gin didn't bring anything with them. They just completed the procedures for Coconut to take the pet abroad and boarded the plane with the cat.
They booked first class, and Gin was in the room across from her.
It was not Coconut's first time on a plane, and he started feeling drowsy as soon as he got on.
It wasn't too late yet, Gin knocked on Lin Xi's door with the wine.
He changed out of his black overcoat for a comfortable, fitted, thin trench coat, belted loosely at the side.
Normally they wore that black clothing to carry weapons and conceal bloodstains, but now they were just two ordinary travelers and there was no need to carry weapons.
Now, with his silver hair loose like silk and his murderous aura restrained, he looks like a graceful young man.
Lin Xi opened the door and raised an eyebrow.
"Is this... coming for a drink?"
"The ice will be delivered in a while." Gin entered the cabin, put the bottle on the table, and sat down on the sofa.
This airline is one of the most luxurious. The single first-class cabin has a bed and a sofa, and the sofa is spacious enough to seat two people.
However, Gin was big to begin with, and when he sat on the sofa he took up most of the space, and his silver hair cascaded down, taking up another small half of the space.
He casually took off his hat and put it aside. His light clothing and relaxed posture made the usually stern killer look... a bit relaxed.
Lin Xi had never seen him like this before, and stared at him with interest.
Is this what Gin looks like when he's not working?!
There is a kind of beauty that washes away the smell of class.
Oh my, what does a person like this look like when he is drunk?
She took out a small rubber band from the space: "Don't do it yet, I'll tie your hair."
Gin glanced at her and stood up.
Lin Xi walked around behind him and smoothed his long hair.
Gin is very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and his hair is very long, reaching down to his thighs.
Such long hair should be difficult to manage, but this silver hair is neither dry nor tangled. Instead, it is smooth from the roots to the ends, feels cool to the touch, and feels as good as silk.
Lin Xi used an ordinary rubber band to tie a ponytail at the back of Gin's head, and then took out a round hairpin inlaid with emeralds and clamped the small rubber band.
"Emerald suits you very well." Lin Xi murmured, "Just like your eyes."
Gin remained noncommittal.
The flight attendant knocked on the door and came in, bringing in an ice bucket and some snacks.
Seeing their actions, the flight attendant's eyelids jumped, and she bowed and backed out of the room.
When the door was closed, Gin withdrew his gaze coldly: "Rat."
Lin Xi smiled and ruffled Gin's hair with satisfaction: "You can't call me a rat now. This is not in the organization."
Gin snorted, "Flies."
Ever since he came to Lin Xi's side, he has been surrounded by endless agents.
Just like a group of flies, they can't do anything but buzz around and make you feel annoyed.
"What do you want to watch?" Lin Xi sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control, and selected a movie on the screen: "Don't tell me you want to watch an arty romance."
Gin imagined it and got goosebumps all over his body from being disgusted: "Action movie."
He sat down next to Lin Xi, opened a bottle of whiskey, put it in an ice-cold glass, and poured the liquor in.
Lin Xi randomly picked an older action movie.
In the dim cabin, the flow of time seemed to slow down, with only the sound of ice cubes colliding with the wall of the cup and the sound of characters fighting in the movie.
Lin Xi was a bit bored. Drinking didn't make her drunk, nor did it make her feel funny. The movie was decent, but she had seen it several times and memorized all the lines.
So she held the wine glass in one hand and played with Gin's silver hair that was gathered to one side with the other.
The silver hair was not as cold as when she tied it for him before. Instead, it was stained with some of the owner's body temperature. It felt like warm jade to the touch, very suitable for playing with.
"You like him?" Lin Xi paused as her boss's incredulous voice echoed through her mind.
This old man has indeed lived too long, and he actually thinks the bond between her and Gin is so dirty.
What are you thinking about?
Lin Xi gritted his teeth in his heart.
But Gin was right beside her, so she couldn't open her mouth to defend herself.
She shook her hair in her hand and gulped down a big gulp of wine.
"What's wrong?" Gin turned his head to look at her.
His eyes were clear and he didn't look drunk, so it seemed he was not drunk.
Gin had never seen her drink, let alone get drunk, but he had a secret expectation of this in his heart.
"It's okay, drink." Lin Xi narrowed his eyes, "Xiaoqin, how can you drink?"
Gin sneered.
He is Soviet.
"What do you think?"
"Okay! Then let the stewardess—that little fly—bring two more bottles of wine!"
The alcohol didn't make Lin Xi drunk, but the idea of seeing Gin drunk made her excited.
Gin looked at her, chuckled softly, took her glass, poured out the melted ice, and filled it with new ice and new wine.
The boss sensed a hint of tenderness in his behavior and was horrified: "He likes you???!"
Lin Xi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, tapped his head, and whispered, "What are you thinking about... Don't think about those messy things!"
Gin lowered the corners of his mouth and turned his face to the side, hiding the murderous intent between his brows.
The image of Lin Xi covered in blood that day appeared in his mind again.
“It’s me.”
"Only in this way can I chat with you without hindrance, Grisha."]
There is another consciousness in her body... Just thinking about this, Gin almost couldn't control his murderous intent.
She had promised him that she would stand with him and walk with him. The long years would become mellow pure wine because of her, instead of dry and hard-to-swallow bran.
It’s because of this person…
A hand grabbed his wrist.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xi looked at him inquiringly.
"Nothing, just drinking." Gin clinked his glass with Lin Xi's: "Don't you want to see me get drunk?"
"you……"
"You guys like each other?! You guys are flirting???!"
The boss's voice was almost shrill, full of disbelief.
Lin Xi covered his head in pain.
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