Chapter 1164 1172 [Four Cadres = Model Workers + Procrastination]
Unfortunately, although Jiang Xia wanted this good time to last a little longer, the other person here was obviously in a completely opposite mood to his happy mood.
Even in the next second after seeing the environment clearly, Gin suddenly raised the gun, aimed and pulled the trigger, as if he intended to take the initiative, capture the person first and then slowly inquire about the situation.
"Bang——" a gunshot filled with murderous intent.
What flew out of the muzzle at high speed was not a bullet, but a pure white flower.
The flower shot towards Jiang Xia like a white flag, then suddenly blossomed before hitting him, floating down like a parachute and landing precisely on his outstretched hand.
"Did you bring your own flowers for the memorial service?" The young man behind the desk praised in a tone of "You are very sensible", "If you fail to pass the level and unfortunately die, we will decorate your tombstone with them as you wish."
"..." Gin looked at his gun that was spitting out things with a look of trash, his face grim, and his murderous aura became even stronger.
He suddenly threw the gun across the desk like a hidden weapon, and at the same time he kicked the ground hard and pounced in like a hawk, quickly closing the distance between the two of them, preparing to take action.
But before he could step onto the desk and kick down the pretentious guy in the boss's chair, two figures suddenly fell silently above Gin's head.
——The two women seemed to have passed through the ceiling, one on the left and one on the right, relying on their highly strengthened muscles and reaction speed, and Gin's unexpected surprise that someone could fall from the sky, they dropped from the sky and grabbed the black-clad killer firmly in front of the table.
…
Two people suddenly appeared, one in a black dress, the other in a white dress, their clothes were the same style, and they both wore masks of the same color on their faces - they were Akemi Miyano and Miss Spider.
Although Matsuda Jinpei's image as a thug is more suitable, but Matsuda Jinpei is now "Usa's subordinate". If he wants to continue to peacefully get the organization's list and resources for free, it is not good to let him show up arrogantly in Anonymous' home court.
——Although the puppet made of Matsuda Jinpei does not look exactly like Matsuda Jinpei himself, Gin does not recognize people by their faces.
If Gin forcibly associates "Uzo's younger brother" and "anonymous cadre" because of the extremely similar curly hair, it will be troublesome. It is safer to let other ghosts appear here.
…
Gin never thought that he would be controlled by two slender women in his lifetime.
He glanced at the two men gloomily, then suddenly realized something and quickly recognized one of them by the familiar black dress: "...Anonymous?"
At the same time, Gin quickly glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the time matched exactly - the current seconds on the clock were exactly half a minute after he put on the strange glasses.
There was no deviation in time. Physically, Gin did not have any sense of "fainting" or "being anesthetized" or losing consciousness. It was just that his vision was blurred for a moment.
"..." Gin was lost in thought, and suddenly some inferences popped up in his mind: it was impossible for him to be transferred from the safe house to such a place in such a short time. So, although it was unbelievable, he came here...
Maybe it's just his consciousness?
——This is exactly like the "holographic game" that Anonymous announced to be responsible for at Sindora's game launch conference a while ago!
Gin: "..." The technology of this organization has actually developed to the point where it can escape from that heavy game cabin and pull people into the "game" with just a pair of glasses close to the brain?
…
"Well, how can you treat guests who have come from afar like this?"
Jiang Xia tapped on the large office desk with his fingers, condemning his two subordinates, one black and one white, as if it was not him who gave the order to arrest people.
The two ghosts took one look at Gin, who was full of murderous intent, and reluctantly let go of his hands and stepped aside.
Gin stood up with a cold face, adjusted his crooked hat, glanced at the two women beside him who were staring at him quietly, and temporarily gave up the attack.
——Since it is a "game space", this group of "organizers" can of course adjust physical values at will, cheat in fighting and any other aspects, and even turn other people's guns into toys.
He was not so angry that he would not engage in a futile struggle with no chance of winning.
In comparison, it would be better to listen to what this mysterious young man in front of me wants to do when he comes to me - maybe this will be an important conversation representing the two organizations.
…
However, the important conversation did not take place.
The young man opposite glanced at him, and seemed to realize that Gin wanted to say something, so he waved his hand at him casually: "Wait a moment, everyone is not here yet."
"……?"
There was a slight noise behind me.
Gin turned his head sharply and saw the two women who looked like the black and white devils. One of them pushed a chair over and motioned for him to sit down; the other walked to the office window and closed the curtains.
The room suddenly became dark, and ripple-like patterns suddenly appeared on the wall.
After a moment, the wall was completely flattened like a surveillance screen, gradually revealing several human figures on it.
"Actually, including you, I have invited four guests in total."
Jiang Xia picked up the pure English black tea at hand and wanted to take a sip elegantly.
But after smelling it, he didn't think it tasted very good, so he just pretended to wet his lips with it, put the cup down again, and continued, "It's just that their efficiency is not as high as yours, and they are all very slow in opening the 'invitation letters'... I have to trouble you to wait a little longer."
Gin glanced at the large and comfortable leather chair behind him, and then at the young man who was sitting relaxedly in the boss chair. He suddenly felt that in a place like an office, the other person was sitting while he was standing, just like he was a subordinate who was being trained... So he simply sat down as well.
He leaned back in his chair, tapping the armrest with his fingertips unconsciously, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind:
Besides myself, there were actually three other people.
And just now, when the anonymous cadre next to him was provoking him, he seemed to have said the word "clearance".
Plus the previous holographic game that shocked the whole of Japan, "If you don't pass it, you will kill the second generation"...
Several pieces of information flashed through my mind in an instant, forming a new guess.
Gin's fingers tapping on the armrest paused slightly, his face darkening: Could it be that this group of mysterious guys from Anonymous felt that those kids were not enough, so they were so bold as to target the cadres of the Black Organization?
Gin: “…” He didn’t know whether the other three “guests” would be his colleagues or guys from other organizations.
If it's the former...
(End of this chapter)
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