【Really amazing】

[I am stunned now, so is there a problem with contacting Jun Kiyohara's subordinates? ]

[They just had one phone call, right? Is that enough to tell there's a problem?]

[It's really amazing. I can only say that it's worthy of the script team]

[It's a bit funny though, Gin was left out hahahahahahaha]

"It was indeed three o'clock in the afternoon." The person on the other end of the phone said with some trepidation, "I don't know if something happened that prevented him from coming here until now."

"Tsk." Gin clicked his tongue impatiently and put out the cigarette in his hand. "Waste."

The man on the other end of the phone became even more panicked after hearing what Gin said. He said anxiously, "I'll call him right now, Mr. Gin. Please believe me, I will definitely let him come!"

Before Gin could say anything, the person on the other end of the phone hung up the call in an extremely anxious manner, even forgetting that he was the one who hung up on Gin.

"I say, Gin." Chianti put down the sniper rifle in her hand, her voice full of disdain, "Rather than letting those scumbags of the port mafia lure the psychic named Jun Kiyohara, it would be better for us to find him directly and take action."

"A small organization of quasi-cadres who are only 14 years old, why should we mobilize all our forces to deal with them?"

【Small organization】

[I am dying of laughter, hahahahahahahahaha]

[That makes sense. Compared to the multinational Black Organization, the current Port Mafia is indeed a small organization. But I still want to laugh, hahahahahahahahahaha]

[Kiyohara Jun was just a 14-year-old prospective cadre of the small organization]

[laughing makes me laugh so hard that I can’t live laughing]

"Chianti, that's not just any ordinary person." Bourbon laughed, "That's a person with special abilities."

"So what if he's a person with special abilities? He's not one of those transcendents. Aren't other people with special abilities used as experiments by the organization?" Chianti looked at Toru Amuro with some dissatisfaction. She didn't like these two whiskeys that had interfered.

"That's not an ordinary psychic. He is completely different from those weak psychics." Bourbon shook his head. He took out a mobile phone from his pocket, tapped on it for a while, and then threw the phone to Chianti.

"This is a video of his fight that I found."

Chianti subconsciously caught the phone thrown by Bourbon and made a sound, but still clicked on the video to watch it. Cohen and Vodka, who were equally bored, also joined in.

The video was obviously cropped from a surveillance video, and there is time information in the upper right corner showing a date two years ago.

The target person, who looked even smaller than the one Gin had given them, was standing alone in what was obviously a base of some organization.

"Wow, is he going to fight an entire organization alone?" Chianti was a little surprised. The target person is 14 years old now, so two years ago, he was 12 years old?

A 12-year-old kid taking on an organization all by himself?

Although I know that some people with special abilities are very powerful, but isn't it a bit exaggerated for a 12-year-old to take on an entire organization alone?

Suddenly, the screen began to shake. No, it wasn't the screen that shook, but the picture on the screen that shook.

The trembling started when the boy in the video half-knelt on one knee on the ground and touched the ground with his right palm.

Chianti, Cohen and Vodka, who were originally joking, showed more or less shock when they saw the building, which was obviously the base of a certain organization, suddenly collapse.

"A 12-year-old kid did this? Manipulating an earthquake?" Vodka was shocked. In fact, he never really understood why Gin attached so much importance to the target person, but Vodka, who always obeyed Gin's orders, did not ask too many questions and just buried his doubts in his heart.

Until today, he saw the video that Bourbon had investigated. A 12-year-old could control the occurrence of small earthquakes. What level of ability was this? This was completely different from the people with special abilities he had seen before.

Bourbon, who had already seen the video, was watching their reactions with a smile on his face. Rye, who had just learned that the target person could not come and had rushed back from another sniper point, was leaning against the rooftop wall in silence as always.

Gin lit another cigarette. He stood at the edge of the rooftop and took a deep puff of the smoke. He did not stop Chianti and the others from watching the video.

After the earthquake in the video ended, not all members of the organization were buried under the base, and some of them still ran out.

However, that was not the way they lived. After they came out, spikes suddenly rose from the ground.

Chianti, who was holding a cell phone, dropped it due to shaking hands. Even as a member of the Black Organization, she had never seen such a scene before.

"Fuck." Chianti cursed, and without hesitation she stepped on Bourbon's phone, and the picture in the video stopped abruptly.

"Either you don't take human life seriously, or you're a lunatic who likes blood." Cohen pressed down the brim of his hat and said in a deep voice.

Vodka subconsciously wiped his forehead and felt a cold sweat on his hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, there's a lot of intelligence in here." Bourbon looked a little helpless, and he spread his hands, "You just stepped on it and destroyed it."

Chianti didn't say much, but just glared at Bourbon fiercely. She hadn't recovered yet from seeing such a scene without any mental preparation.

[Destroying an organization at the age of 12 is a bit outrageous even for Jun Kiyohara.]

[I think it's okay? Not outrageous for a person with such powerful abilities]

[Did you see the last flash of the video? I rewound it several times and didn’t see it.]

[I saw it, but it was a mosaic of red]

[…Mosaic, awesome]

"Gin, do we really want to deal with a monster like this?" Chianti asked directly after he came to his senses. "I think you are sending us to our deaths."

Gin put out the cigarette in his hand again, and threw the butt to Vodka without even raising his eyelids. He said coldly: "Why are you panicking? Since I organized you to come here, there must be a way."

"What can we do?" Bourbon shrugged. "It can't be a solution that requires us to sacrifice human lives, right?"

Gin raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Bourbon, the mystic he hated the most, with murderous eyes, while Bourbon looked at him without avoiding.

In the end, it seemed that Bourbon, the intelligence officer, was the first to lose in this eye-to-eye battle. He retracted his gaze, raised his hand in a somewhat conciliatory manner and said, "Okay, okay, but even if we die, we have to die knowingly."

Gin continued to stare at Bourbon for a while before retracting his gaze. He squinted and scanned the Chianti, Cohen and Rye before finally speaking: "Look at your bullets."

The three men simultaneously opened their magazines and checked their bullets, only to discover that the bullets this time were different from the ones they usually used.

"This is a special bullet that can suppress special abilities." Gin sneered. He looked at Chianti who had a look of sudden enlightenment and said contemptuously, "How else do you think the organization has developed to this point without any special abilities?"

Chianti looked like he wanted to argue with Gin, but was stopped by the calmer Cohen.

At this moment, Gin suddenly raised his hand to stop them from talking. This time he did not choose to use the headset to talk, but directly selected the loudspeaker on his mobile phone.

"Mr. Gin, I have found out why Kiyohara Jun didn't come." The man on the other end of the phone sounded hesitant, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

"Stop talking nonsense and just say it directly." Gin said directly, his eyes full of impatience.

"Kiyora Jun... he was taken away by the police!" The man on the other end of the phone gritted his teeth and gave a reason that even he found ridiculous.

Gin:?

"You're looking for death." Gin's voice was full of murderous intent, "Do you think I'm someone who can be fooled by any ridiculous reasons?"

"No, no, I really didn't mean to deceive you." The person on the other end of the phone said in panic, "I specifically contacted the informant in the police station, and the informant said that Kiyohara Jun was detained by a policeman named Matsuda Jinpei."

When Bourbon heard the name Jinpei Matsuda, his fingers trembled, but he relaxed before anyone noticed.

"What did he do?" Gin's murderous intent gradually dissipated, and he frowned and said, "Did he kill someone at the police station?"

"No..." The man on the other end of the phone said with embarrassment, "It is said that it is because he is a minor and did not go to school on weekdays..."

Gin:?

Rye:?

Vodka: ?

Chianti: ?

Cohen: ?

Bourbon: ...

【HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA】

[I laughed my ass off]

【Hahahahahahahahahahaha】

[I can’t stop laughing hahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Gin: My mother tongue is silence]

[I really saw confusion on Gin and the others’ faces hahahahahahahaha]

[Gin's expression broke down because Kiyohara Jun was in police station! ]

[It was worth it to see Gin being confused for a day! ]

[Kiyora Jun, it's you as expected hahahahahahahahahahaha]

[I really laughed to death hahahahahahahahahahaha]

"Say it again, why?" Gin's voice was a little more gloomy. He ignored Bourbon and Chianti who were whispering to each other, "Did Gin really get cheated?" and said coldly to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Because he didn't go to school on weekdays." The man on the other end of the phone repeated it again, he said tremblingly, "Mr. Gin, this is absolutely true news, I really don't mean to lie to you."

Gin didn't listen to the person on the other end of the phone anymore. He hung up the phone without hesitation.

After calming down for a while, Gin smiled.

How could a boy who was able to avenge his parents and destroy an entire organization at the age of 12 and became a potential leader of the Mafia at the age of 14 be arrested for not going to school?

joke.

"Kiyora Jun." Gin whispered, "I'll remember you."