Chapter 103

The soft tail note spread out in the dim light, like throwing out a poisoned line, deliberately luring, but not too fast or too slow, as if the outcome had already been predicted in the heart.

Gin was already used to the prey turning into hunter, but this time, no matter who did these things or the meaning behind the words, he felt particularly restless.

"If you have something to say, say it," Gin said coldly, "otherwise get out of the way."

The young man reached back, grabbed the switch on the wall and pressed it, using practical actions to show that "please help yourself".

A light from the corridor shone through the crack in the door. Gin suppressed his murderous intent and anger at being played with, looked at him deeply, and turned away without mercy.

He took big steps, but before he took two steps, a voice that shouldn't have come from behind him suddenly came.

"Gin."

The silver-haired man who was about to leave the room was shocked, and his pupils shrank into a line. He turned around very quickly and raised the gun before his brain understood the situation.

With your index finger on the trigger, you can hit the heart of the person opposite you in the next second.

But Gin made a mistake that was fatal to a top killer - his fingers were trembling slightly.

There was no third person in the room.

A smile appeared on the white-haired young man's face, his unobstructed red eyes were like ghostly fire, and he took a step closer to the muzzle of his gun without caring.

"Long time no see, Gin, it seems your vigilance has not been eroded."

A slow, heavy, old voice came from the other end of the phone countless times, giving instructions from "that gentleman", with satisfaction and praise implied in the tone.

——But now it came out from the controller in Shengjiu’s hand.

But in the blink of an eye, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed heavily against his jaw, leaving a visible redness and swelling on his snow-white skin that had not seen the light for a long time. He was firmly controlled by the silver-haired man, and his spine hit the wall with a dull sound. The rough action made the former couldn't help but hiss in pain.

Gin's originally green eyes were now dark and frightening, and every word that came out from between his teeth seemed to be quenched by blood: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Kono Seiryoshi had the foresight to adjust the pain to the lowest level. Looking at the silver-haired man's eyes that seemed to want to eat him alive, he felt sad that Gin still loved to draw his gun at the slightest disagreement.

The light ball was so frightened by his behavior that the electronic voice began to tremble: [Contractor Qiqi, although the mission is very unlikely, you can't just give up on yourself, right?]

What's the difference between this and sticking your neck out and provoking Gin, "Come on, come on, if you have the guts, kill me and I'll be the one being scared and the dog"? !

"I know what's going on," Kono Seiryo patiently comforted it. "By the way, remember to help me keep an eye on the progress of the mission."

During this stalemate, he wanted to adjust himself to a position that would allow him to speak, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to have his chin pressed against his head with the muzzle of the gun pressed against his head. However, as soon as he moved, the force holding his shoulders became even stronger, so he had to give up.

Kono Seira maintained this uncomfortable posture, met Gin's eyes, and raised his lips: "Mr.'s body is too weak, and all instructions are issued by me on his behalf. Do you understand this, Gin?"

When he read out the code name of the person on the other side, his pronunciation and tone were exactly the same as the boss in the controller, as if he was treating a child he trusted with intimacy.

The name is still the same name, but when the voice changes from Lao Mai's rough and heavy voice to his clear and smiling voice, it adds a bit of indescribable charm.

Gin's breathing was slightly stagnant and his eyes were dim. I don't know if he heard this explanation or not.

Kono Seiryoshi's expression remained unchanged as he secretly glanced at the progress.

Eh, nothing changed?

The boss has always been suspicious, and the only way others can contact him is through email, so no one noticed that he had been replaced for so long.

It was said that he was "announced on behalf of the boss", but the controller with the boss's voiceprint was in his hands, so he had the final say on what commands to issue.

Kono Seira originally thought that this little bit of language art would be pointed out by Gin ruthlessly, and then he would suspect that he had the intention of usurping the throne, and then the progress would plummet.

Actually not?

Is Gin out of his mind today?

The acting partner's on-stage performance was not very good, and Gongye Shengliang had a brain storm and quickly changed the lines.

"I went to Hokkaido some time ago. The snow there was very beautiful. I loved it."

As he spoke, the scene at that time seemed to really appear in front of his eyes, his eyes softened, and he smiled slightly: "Occasionally, I also want to find a place to rest."

"As long as the organization's goals are not achieved, you will not be able to sleep well. Drugs, procedures, expansion of power... I am a little overwhelmed by myself."

The young man raised his arm with difficulty, and with a push of his slender fingers, he squeezed the controller into the gap between Gin's fingers that were gripping his shoulder.

"Please share the worries of Mr. and me, Gin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gongye Shengliang saw that the progress of the mission finally fluctuated, fluctuating up and down in an extremely unstable manner.

The previous crash occurred after he opened the door of the nursing home and saw only a skeleton on the bed. The status of the BOSS in the world line is extremely important, and he, who is actually the leader, is judged as an outsider who does not belong to this world, so the fact that "Karasumaru Renya is dead" will cause a huge blow to the progress.

It is also very easy to recover, just need to maintain the illusion that the boss is still alive. The existence of the nursing home can continue to be kept secret, people can find a substitute or disguise, but after he leaves, how to deal with the power of life and death?

Below the BOSS, it's nothing but gin and rum.

Kono Seiryoshi had a very bad feeling towards Rum. As far as he could remember, they had met several times but they did not have a good impression of each other.

In this comparison, although Gin wants to kill him, at least he is still a dedicated worker with a good family background, and he will definitely be able to lead the organization to become stronger and bigger!

Today's gesture was just short of saying "I have high hopes for you, young man, hurry up and take over the throne to become the boss." Gin would have to be possessed by his soul to refuse this.

There was some expectation in the look that Kono Seira gave Gin.

The young man's clear red eyes were filled with soft light, and his expression was focused and calm, which made people wonder what kind of expression would appear on his face if his request was granted.

Gin was worthy of being a member of the action team. He glanced calmly at the controller stuffed in his palm, then shifted his gaze to the person opposite him with a deep look.

"Judging from the level of sleep talking, you're not bad." He said nonchalantly, and suddenly changed the subject, "Why should I believe you?"

...This guy, why didn't he say a word when he should have been suspicious, and instead became paranoid when he shouldn't have been suspicious!

If this were a game, Kono Seiji would post a message to criticize him no matter what - a certain NPC has no idea what's good for him, everyone come and scold him.

He frowned slightly and was about to say something when the metal muzzle of the gun suddenly lifted his chin against his jawline, then moved it upwards, blocking his mouth.

...Great! You won't even let me speak!

He is going to post two posts condemning Gin!!

The black muzzle of the gun, heated by body temperature, rubbed against her lips, and her tightly pursed lips soon revealed a gorgeous bloody color.

If it goes one inch deeper, the muzzle of the gun enters the moist mouth, passes through the teeth, presses the lips and tongue, and presses against the roof of the mouth - will you gasp out of fear of the impending death?

Gin pulled the corners of his mouth together, and cruel joy flashed across his narrow eyes.

The sound of porcelain colliding interrupted his thoughts, and Gin suddenly aimed the gun in the direction of the sound.

Vodka held the teapot and cup, looked at the two of them, and stood at the door with his mouth wide open: "...Brother, I, I'll serve tea."

Without the muzzle restraints, Kimino Seiryoshi couldn't wait to withdraw. He pulled on the shoulder but failed, and instead received a warning look from Gin.

He was sulking and glared back.

He tried to pull Gin's hand away again, and this time he pulled it away smoothly, which made him feel a little better. He nodded to Vodka and said, "Sorry to bother you, please put the tea up."

Gin retracted his gun, snorted coldly, and strode out of the door.

Vodka, who had been doing what he was told without moving his body, suddenly sobered up, his face turning pale and blue. He looked at Gongye Shengliang who was sitting back on the sofa drinking tea, then looked at the air as his elder brother passed by, and walked out with a distorted expression.

Before closing the door, he couldn't help but take another look at the person inside with a complicated look.

Gongye Shengliang didn't pay attention to him. He touched his chin and felt his throat was a little itchy. He didn't dare to ignore the pain, so he could only drink the black tea in small sips.

The light ball made a stuttering sound: [Mission progress, it, it...]

After saying "it" for a long time without explaining it clearly, Kono Seiyoshi clicked on it to read it himself.

The progress, which was more tortuous than an electrocardiogram, finally stopped jumping back and forth and started to increase slowly from 40%.

Gin said he didn't believe this or that, but his body was honest and took the controller away.

The system made a tiger cry: [Wuwuwu, how abominable! Gin turns out to be a proud and arrogant person!]

"……?"