Chapter 33 Thirty-three Ghosts Behind

"Bourbon, who told you this?"

Gin asked in a sinister tone.

In theory, he shouldn't have said that, as it would have exposed that he was indeed threatened by Bourbon's words, but Gin couldn't calm down completely for a moment.

Maybe this was just a test by Bourbon, and it happened by accident that it coincided with what happened eight years ago.

He thought: This is the only possibility, there will be absolutely no other situation.

"Haven't you guessed the answer?" The blond mystic smiled brilliantly and said sincerely, "It's the person you imagined, Gin."

Gin looked at Amuro Toru coldly and said firmly and decisively: "It can't be him."

"Eight years ago, I witnessed with my own eyes that the traitor became a ghost," he said, "and the dead will not crawl out of hell."

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Gin never remembers the names of people who died at his hands, and he rarely pays attention to things related to the mission objectives after the mission is completed.

But in the case of Kaluuya, a previously unheard-of character, there were many exceptions.

For Gin, the mission eight years ago could not be considered a success, because Kaluuya, who defected after blowing up Black Label, was not actually killed by him in the end.

Or to be more precise, Gin believed that even if they did not go to the Linorea in the name of hunting down traitors, Kalua would still choose to die.

Of course, this was not groundless speculation on his part.

Gin had originally planned to kill Kaluya as soon as he got on board, but that guy was like a slippery fish and disappeared as soon as he got on board. Even Gin, who knew that the Linorea belonged to an organization, did not find any trace of Kaluya during that time, and no one knew where Kaluya was hiding.

Until nightfall.

The sound of the blade sinking into flesh was very light. The young killer passed by the organization members who were patrolling in the corridor like a ghost. With a flip of his wrist, the people he passed by fell limply on the carpet, holding their necks with blood gushing out. Because the death process was so fast, they didn't even utter a scream.

By the time Gin discovered that Kalua had appeared and started a unilateral killing, only a few kittens were left of the elite team he brought with him with a clear division of labor.

The black-haired boy was holding a dagger and standing in the middle of the corpses. His shirt was red and black, and it was impossible to tell what color it was originally. [Hey? You must be Gin.] The culprit turned around and said to Gin with a smile, [I know you. The old man often let me see your mission reports. It seems that you are the top killer in the organization?]

The dagger in the boy's hand was thrown up and then caught with his backhand. In a few seconds, he nimbly shook off the blood stain on it. He still looked very comfortable with it, and his smile became more brilliant.

[I said, can I sit here for a while? ]

As the words fell, the boy's figure disappeared before his eyes. Gin didn't even notice the strong wind caused by the other party's movement. He relied on his strong intuition that came from years of walking on the line between life and death to avoid the blade pointing at his throat.

The killer took a few steps back, then without hesitation, quickly pulled the trigger in the direction where he had been standing. His expression was grim, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

The reason why Gin didn't dodge Kaluuya's attack immediately was because he didn't release any murderous intent at all.

The knife he swung straight at the vital point was as natural as eating or drinking water. This move was not like that of an ordinary killer, but more like that of an assassin hiding in the shadows looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow - Kaluuya didn't even need to look for an opportunity.

After all, since no one knows when he will stab the knife into his throat, why should he be vigilant?

[Huh, you dodged it?] As expected, the boy was not hit by the bullet, and he said happily, [You are really interesting!]

The two men's eyes met in mid-air for a moment, and then they attacked at the same time, fighting in the narrow corridor.

No one held back, and every move was aimed at killing the opponent.

At first Gin was still shooting until he realized that Kaluuya, who had been able to dodge bullets with incredibly flexible movements before, was not dodging at all. After just a few minutes, his face turned as pale as a piece of white paper because of the blood loss from the bullets.

But Gin didn't feel relieved at all. On the contrary, all the muscles in his body tensed up when his eyes met that face.

Kaluuya was still smiling even after being shot several times.

There was no smile in those crooked eyes.

As they fought, they left the corridor and landed on the deck. The bodies of their team members were still at their feet, and the two or three kittens that were still alive were now dead.

Gin suddenly realized that he was the only one left to complete the mission.

[Thank you for your cooperation.] Kaluuya raised his lips, [My final goal has also been achieved.]

The boy's voice was very steady, not at all affected by the excessive blood loss and the multiple gunshot wounds on his body. He took a step back towards the railing and raised his head slightly to look at the ferocious Gin opposite him.

[Actually, I think your long hair looks better with a hat.]

He kept smiling and said, "Since you made me enjoy the game, I'm giving you a small gift. No need to thank me!"

Gin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and subconsciously wanted to move forward, but before Gin could move, Kaluuya turned over and sat on the railing. His blood-stained shirt was blown up by the sudden and fierce sea breeze, making the black-haired boy, who was not in good shape, look like he would be blown away by the wind at any time.

The smile disappeared from that face in an instant. Kaluuya was no longer smiling at this time. He just looked at Gin one last time.

There was no fear in that look, nor the flame that avenger should burn. There was deathly silence in the red pool, as if all joy, anger, sorrow and happiness had disappeared with the sea breeze.

[Auf Wiedersehenmeine Sonne! (Goodbye, dear!)] Kaluuya said.

Then he calmly fell back into the white waves and into the arms of death.

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"Kaluuya, the person you are looking for." Gin quickly pulled himself out of his memories, his expression complicated for a moment, "He chose to die by himself."

With that look, Gin was convinced that Kaluuya was already doomed. Even if he regretted committing suicide, there was no way that guy could survive in the extremely cold waves with a body shot multiple times.

Kalua has now become a skeleton on the seabed.

When Toru Amuro heard the words "he chose to die", his fingers clenched the glass so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He was trying hard to control his impulse to look at the spirit behind him.

"I'm so excited that I can hardly contain myself..." Gin didn't seem to want to say anything more on this topic, and spoke in a low voice.

The man with long light blond hair fixed his predator's eyes on Amuro Toru, as if he wanted to find his flaw. A cruel smile appeared on his lips: "Because if he's still alive, I can really kill him again! *"

Toru Amuro closed his eyes.

Even if Akae Nazuki did commit suicide eight years ago, then why does Gin think Rum is also interested in Akae Nazuki?

He exhaled and calmly and cautiously tested the situation: "Rum might not be happy to let you make the first move."

Gin glanced over and sneered, "How could I forget that all the dead members except me are Rum's right-hand men. Of course he won't be happy, but that has nothing to do with me."

These words kept replaying in Toru Amuro's mind until he told Gin that Vermouth treated Kalua as his own son and Gin left the theater.

He put the clues together.

Amuro Toru thought that he might now know what Akae meant when he said "everything is about to end" when he boarded the ship that month eight years ago.

With Chijiang Nayue's ability, the police couldn't find him, so how could the organization find him so easily? If he hadn't boarded the ship, he could have used his own ability to escape to a place where the organization couldn't catch him, but Chijiang Nayue chose to board the ship.

The young man deliberately exposed his whereabouts in order to lure the elites of the Rum faction to hunt him down, and then kill them all on the Linorea!

There was no need to go on board just to kill someone and silence them, so, just as they had guessed on the deck, Chi Jiang Na Yue really came to the research institute on the three lower floors. There must be something he wanted there.

So after achieving all her goals, Chijiang Nayue chose to die.

What Toru Amuro could think of, Nazuki Akae could also think of. The myriad thoughts in his mind finally froze into an expression on his face.

An expression of disgust that wrinkles the entire face.

"The feeling of being missed by a man for eight years... ugh!" The savior covered his eyes in pain, "I regret it so much, why didn't I take Gin with me when I died eight years ago?"

At this time, he no longer called Koto-chan in a malicious way, but instead called her normally.

Toru Amuro's emotions were rising, but were interrupted by this sentence. For a moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Don't mention this kind of thing all the time." He sighed again, feeling that he had been speechless more and more recently. "As long as you survive and he dies, then he won't be remembered, right?"

……etc?

Amuro Toru took a deep breath: He was really assimilated by the little devil?!