Chapter 085: Bounty Hunter Gin

They became true accomplices.

Although there may still be parts of them hiding from each other, they are on the same side until the end of this game.

Kurosawa Jin hates the Organization's attempts, and Gin wants to clean up his workplace.

They are all used to being alone, but at this moment, they didn't feel awkward.

The tacit understanding of synchronization allows them to know what the other person is thinking without words, and the tacit cooperation greatly increases the efficiency of the task.

Kurosawa Jin is still with Gin for now, and occasionally helps him complete some missions assigned by the [Organization].

This behavior seemed to give the boss some misconceptions. He thought Kurosawa Jin was just being stubborn and had already tacitly acknowledged that the other party had joined the [Organization].

Kurosawa Jin did not deliberately deny it. He was just simply getting used to this self. As it turned out, there didn't seem to be any need for adjustment between them.

Just when Kurosawa Jin was getting used to the Organization's missions and thinking about whether he should take on some himself, something extra always happened.

He looked at the data in his hand and the experimenter who was being interrogated by Gin.

Sure enough, although the BOSS gave up on the development of the 05 drug on the surface, he was still researching it secretly.

It is understandable. Gin is now the sharpest knife of the Organization. If the knife is too sharp, people will not be able to see the owner's position. Therefore, the knife needs to be maintained and controlled regularly.

This potion is the best way to control Gin. After discovering the arrival of Kurosawa Jin, the BOSS will not stop.

They are now considered a private operation, after all, the mission is just to let Gin kill another experimenter.

But it was obvious that the boss overestimated Gin's loyalty and underestimated his sensitivity. Just one thing was wrong, and Gin chased after him like a wolf smelling prey.

So it wasn't that surprising to find this experimenter, but Gin's face looked visibly uglier.

Yes, Gin is willing to devote himself to the [Organization] simply because this is his temporary home and he happens to have a very positive work attitude.

No one is really willing to be completely loyal to an old man who is irrational and unconscious, and even has the ideal of immortality.

Kurosawa Jin ignored the screams in his ears and read the information in his hand word by word. It was about the results of the latest research.

【According to observation, the physical condition of No. 01 has not deteriorated significantly, so you can try increasing the dosage.

Effect of drug No. 05: Control thoughts, clear emotions, and improve physical fitness to the extreme.

The current main research direction is controlling thinking.

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Subject No. 10 died on **/**/**. Symptoms: hair discoloration, physical weakness, loss of thinking ability, and death due to organ failure.

Subject 11...died

Subject 32...died.

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Subject 011 (who is an isotope of Subject 01) was also injected with Drug 05. The situation is unclear and is tentatively judged to be the same as that of Subject 01.

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Kurosawa Jin didn't continue reading the rest of the long-winded professional terms.

It seems that [the Organization] will not be quick to use drugs to threaten him, as they don't know that his situation is different from Gin's.

Gin has stood up, and the bloody experimenter below is breathing more in than out, and it seems that he will leave this world soon.

Kurosawa Jin took out a cigarette, and the old-fashioned lighter made a "click" sound, and the flame ignited, igniting the stack of information.

He lowered his head slightly and used the flame of the experimental data to light the cigarette in his mouth. The cigarette exuded fragrance and emitted wisps of smoke.

The burning paper fell to the ground and burned quickly, becoming ashes, leaving no trace.

I don't know if the situation is a bit complicated, but Gin also took out a cigarette, it was the same brand, it seems that they have the same taste in this regard.

But before he had taken a few steps, the experimenter who had been declared dead suddenly began to crawl and grabbed Gin's pants.

He looked up, and those eyes seemed familiar but full of hatred. He said word by word: "It's you, White House, it's you..."

The sudden appearance of the place made both of them pause for a moment, and Kurosawa Jin stepped over the still burning data and walked over.

He looked down at the experimenter whose face was covered in blood for a long time before he suddenly realized what was going on and said, "Oh, it's you, the man who likes to torture children in secret."

Kurosawa Jin doesn't remember those irrelevant people, but perhaps that cherry tree was his last emotion, and he has not let go of the past.

To some extent, his memory was pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized this experimenter whom he had only met a few times.

After Kurosawa Jin said this, Gin naturally remembered who this man was.

There are more trainers in the White House than experimental personnel, so the other party is more noticeable among them.

A cowardly, somewhat intelligent, but dark-minded man, he is mainly responsible for the recycling of abandoned children.

Children who failed to raise pigs in the white house would be called into the hands of the experimenters.

In order to intimidate them, the White House would occasionally organize them to watch the experimental processes.

Kurosawa Jin was the best kid, so of course he was the first one to be pulled to watch.

He remembered this man who was testing new drugs on children whose limbs had been broken.

Those inhuman screams, mixed with bloody struggles, were all ignored by the other party, who just watched the drugs take effect and recorded the data with shining eyes.

Kurosawa Jin remembered those eyes, those eyes that were excited by the pain of others, and he also remembered the look he gave him later.

It's not like looking at a human being, but rather like staring at a piglet being fed, disgusting and weird.

Of course not all the relevant people were there when he burned down the White House, and there were still a few who slipped through the net.

The man opened his toothless mouth towards the two people and smiled wickedly, with a mixture of hatred and eyes that had not changed in years.

He looked at Kurosawa Jin as if he was looking at an animal ripe for slaughter, and said his last words: "You, a failure, hahahaha..."

The voice gradually faded away. Even at the last moment of his life, he was still laughing at the experimental subject he had once raised.

Gin looked at the corpse on the ground, his frowning brows showing that he was not in a good mood. His mood was indeed affected by this man.

This is normal. After all, whether in the White House or in the laboratory, his pain, hatred and despair were real.

He does not think that he was weak in the past, but he is dissatisfied with himself for being controlled by others and becoming a monster.

Gin's gaze fell on another self, who still had a cigarette in his mouth, and he thought that even so, this self would not have many emotions.

He was also one of the victims of the drug and of course he was aware of its effects.

If a person is a blank sheet of paper, then subsequent growth and experience are colors, without rules and constraints.

But the presence of the chemical leaves only its color on the white paper, and all other redundant colors will be covered by the black of the chemical, without any exception.

This feeling of being forcibly deprived is very bad, as if a person's existence is fundamentally denied, they are not human beings, but just controlled beings.

When Gin looked over, Kurosawa Jin just moved closer, tilted his head, and lit Gin's unlit cigarette with the cigarette in his mouth.

The surroundings were dark, and the star-like light from the two cigarettes could not illuminate anything, but it allowed Gin to see the other person's expression clearly.

There was nothing on his face, which looked exactly like his. It seemed that he just wanted to light a cigarette for Gin.

Kurosawa Jin lowered his eyes, but Gin raised his eyes and looked at him. Perhaps because he didn't react, Kurosawa Jin also raised his eyes.

The light from the burning cigarettes shone on Gin's dark green eyes, and the warm yellow light seemed to soften his coldness.

At this moment, they unexpectedly reached a consensus that the person in front of them was really another self, a unique self.

"There's no need to listen to this man," Kurosawa Jin stood up and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Now he's dead, and when he's dead, there's nothing left."

As people with countless lives and blood on their hands, they are of course well aware that there is no such thing as karma, retribution, or soul in this world.

But many people will curse, resent, and fear before they die, but after death, they are just a corpse.

Thinking of who this person was did not make Kurosawa Jin feel any emotion, because the other person was now lying on the ground, also becoming a corpse that could not do anything.

Perhaps his emotions were simply wiped out by the drug before he could feel them, but at least now, he really didn't feel anything was wrong.

Of course he was in pain in the laboratory, but he was not a lunatic who loved pain. When his pain tolerance limit was tested again and again, who would not have the thought of destroying the world or just walking away?

Being watched and tested like monkeys, they turned a blind eye to their own pain. Countless torture instruments were put on their bodies, and the experimenters were just recording the data.

At that time, Kurosawa Jin confirmed again and again that he would definitely kill them in the future and would never fall into such a situation again.

The torture methods that Gin used on the experimenter were of course all based on his own personal experience. Only by experiencing it himself could he know which methods could make people more painful.

"It's almost time," Kurosawa Jin spoke again, his smoke blurring everyone's vision, "It's time to start, all the characters are in place."

The Red Team is ready and has already identified its target.

After today, Gin probably won't change his mind. If he continues to endure, he will suspect that the drug has damaged the other person's brain.

Gin didn't even look at the body on the ground. He actually chuckled at this moment. He was still smoking a cigarette, and his voice was vague but he answered affirmatively: "Well, get rid of all the rats that hinder my work."

Including the old crow, it has seriously interfered with his work. Of course, it must be eliminated like those undercover agents.

They walked in unison, side by side, disappearing into the night, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow.

The sleeping boss survived another day, but received news that he had to use a ventilator again.

The USB drive was opened by someone, and the virus in it did backfire on the other party, but half of the intelligence was also exposed.

With those sinister eyes, he looked at the location and gave the order -

【No matter the consequences, kill without mercy.】