Chapter 71: Bounty Hunter Gin
When Chidori regained consciousness, she lay in the air in a daze for a long time.
This vest doesn't seem to have that many thrilling things, but I don't know why it gives the character Chidori an inexplicable pressure.
It was as if there were several mountains pressing down on him, yet he had to maintain the gentleness and maturity of an adult.
[Chidori! Are we going to start the next one?] 222 appears at the right time, interrupting Chidori's thoughts.
It knows that Chidori is used to finishing everything he can do at work, and according to him, this makes the rest more comfortable after the workday.
This seems like a scary concept, and 222 shuddered.
Chidori yawned lazily, looked at the bright starry sky, and let out a relaxed breath.
Two gleaming cards appeared, and his work was almost finished.
Good! Cheer up, for the sake of retirement funds, go for it!
[Come on, this time... I'll take the one on the left.] Chidori sat up, flipped over the card, and raised an eyebrow at the character on it.
The card seems to be on a grassland, with half of the picture being vast and beautiful green extending to the sky.
But the most eye-catching thing is the black jeep in the other half of the picture, with someone sitting in it.
The waist-length silver hair of the young man sitting on it was gently blown by the wind. He raised his head, revealing his angular and handsome face. There was a subtle smile in his dark green eyes.
He was looking at the sky, the blue and clear sky connecting the earth.
One of his bony hands was holding the logo cap on his head, while the other hand was supporting the car, looking completely relaxed.
The gray coat was blown up by the wind, revealing the gun and bullets on his waist, and there were dark red bloodstains on the soles of his black Martin boots.
It was pitch black inside the jeep, and I seemed to be able to see some handprints, but it seemed to be just an illusion.
Between heaven and earth, there are only grassland, sky and him.
Hunter in the Wind - Kurosawa Jin
This person is really an acquaintance. Chidori looked at the familiar yet different person on the card.
He stretched out his hand and touched the card. A white light flashed and swallowed up Chidori who was sitting there.
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Chidori was awakened by the strong smell of blood. He frowned, opened his eyes, and paused when he saw the scene in front of him.
Although he knew that this world was full of cases, it was still a bit exaggerated to encounter one right after arriving.
Chidori took a deep breath, lowered her eyes and raised them again, completely immersed in Kurosawa Jin's character, and raised her eyes slightly to look at the blood on the ground with disdain.
He leaned against a relatively clean wall and walked towards the corpse in the middle of the room.
The black boots stepped carelessly on the still warm pool of blood, and the sticky feeling only made Chidori frown slightly.
He did not squat down, but just lowered his eyes to look at the corpse whose face still showed fear.
He was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with an obvious bullet hole in the middle of his forehead and brain tissue flowing out from under his body.
It was a familiar sniper rifle, but he couldn't find this person in his memory. After all, he could never remember dead people.
Although a bullet hole may not show anything, he knows that it was his own work.
He should have left, but his intuition made him stay and try to remember who this man was.
The room was very simple, with only the pale light bulb on the ceiling emitting light. A handsome and clean-cut man stood in a pool of blood, staring calmly at the corpse with his indifferent dark green eyes.
Ah, he relaxed his brows and remembered that he did remember this person, an unimportant idiot who took something he shouldn't have.
So, in my own world, I killed the other person myself, which seems to be quite a coincidence.
He still bent down, and his bony hands with the rope were searching the body accurately.
Not long after, he took off a USB flash drive tied to his waist. He stared at the USB flash drive, still trying to remember what it was, when his sharp hearing heard footsteps outside the door.
It was very light, a professionally trained person. It seemed that the opponent did it subconsciously and did not try to hide it. From the barely perceptible sound outside, one could hear the sound of weapons clashing.
Oh, interesting, it's another me. Chidori raised her eyebrows with interest and decisively turned around and walked towards the only broken window in the room.
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Gin was in a bad mood. This mission was not originally his responsibility, but a mouse ran away not long ago and he had to come here to clean up the mess.
The sniper just happened to be in the right position, and his hands happened to be itchy. After checking, he found that there was no one else around who could help him.
Tsk, we must clean up the organization's experimental personnel again. Maybe it's because they haven't seen a gun for too long, and their hearts are no longer completely loyal to the organization.
The hem of his black coat rose as he opened the door, and a rifle appeared in his hand.
Of course he also felt that there seemed to be another person in the house, but it was too superficial to be sure.
However, he was always cautious and never doubted his own feelings. His sinister eyes couldn't help but pause when he saw the scene in the room.
A man who looked exactly like him was sitting by the window. When he saw him, he raised the black USB flash drive in his hand provocatively, with a charming and sarcastic smile on his lips, and even blew a short whistle.
As a bullet flew out, the opponent seemed to have predicted it and jumped out of the window swiftly, with the bullet only glancing over his flying hair as he fell.
Gin ignored the corpse on the ground and rushed to the window. The man just now disappeared into the dim night like a monster transformed by moonlight.
His expression became even uglier, and his whole face sank. Just to be on the safe side, he turned the body over on the ground, but sure enough, there was nothing.
Although he only looked at him for a few moments, Gin already remembered the image of that person clearly.
There was no sign of disguise in those eyes. After all, there was a master of disguise beside him who knew some methods.
However, we cannot be sure. There are many people who know what Gin looks like, but there are even fewer who dare to tease him in front of him like this.
Gin turned and left without hesitation. He needed to return to the organization as soon as possible to report and search. Not only that person, but that USB flash drive was also extremely important.
His face looked grim, and his fingers were stroking the gun, as if he was trying to suppress his overflowing murderous intent.
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Chidori, who had successfully played a trick on Gin, was in a good mood, so good that she could ignore the hair that was cut by the gun.
Generally speaking, people like him from another world should avoid their counterparts in this world, but he doesn't think so.
As long as it's interesting and makes you happy, there's nothing you can't do.
However, although it is interesting, what I want to solve most now is the problem of food and accommodation.
Chidori looked at the sky. He didn't even have a cell phone, so he could only guess that it was probably around three or four in the morning.
At this time, there was no one on the street, only the dim lights on the road.
Chidori stroked the weapon in her arms, hesitating whether to go to a nearby park to take a break, or just find an empty room to rest.
The silver-haired man found a street light, and just as he was about to pick a random store, a black Mazda drove over from not far away and stopped in front of him.
Chidori had a cold face, and raised his eyes from under the brim of his hat, looking at the car with the window lowered. After seeing the person in the driver's seat, he frowned imperceptibly.
"Good evening, GIN." A man with a pair of warm blue eyes and stubble on his chin greeted with a smile.
The co-pilot was also a familiar figure, a man with blond hair, dark skin, and a baby face with the same fake smile on his face.
GIN? Chidori looked at the two people with sullen eyes, without saying their names, but just naturally opened the back door and got in.
"There is a new mission. Go organize the nearest safe house." Chidori's voice was flat, as if she was just giving instructions to the driver.
The blond-haired, dark-skinned man spoke first. He raised the corner of his mouth and said in a mocking tone, "GIN, have you fallen to the point where you need us to take you in?"
After he finished speaking, the man next to him stopped him and called out in a gentle voice, "Bourbon."
"You guys talk too much," Chidori raised her eyes and glanced at them with her hunter-like dark green eyes, "Drive."
Bourbon looked at the person in front of him with some doubts in his mind. He retracted his gaze and exchanged a glance with the person in the driver's seat without leaving a trace.
Code members are said to be equal in status, but in reality there are still factions hidden behind the scenes. Gin himself represents the action team, and his status is implicitly much higher than that of ordinary members.
Although the two of them are not ordinary code members, they will not make enemies with Gin unless necessary.
The organization does have a public safe house, but few people know about it, and it is usually only used when the mission requires time.
Although it's a bit strange, it seems quite normal for Gin. This person will do his best to complete the mission.
After Chidori first looked at these two people, she no longer paid any attention to them.
Although memories can bring more information, we cannot rely on them too much, such as the two people in the [Organization] in front of us, Furuya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu.
He walks between black and white, and of course knows a lot of information about these two people, but because he is not clear about the difference between the worlds, he cannot jump to conclusions.
Chidori stroked the USB flash drive in his pocket, closed his eyes and seemed to be dozing off, but his breathing showed that he was always alert.
The two people in front had just finished their mission and were preparing to return to the safe house to rest. During this period of time, their team had been working together on the mission.
Bourbon didn't speak to Chidori, but he was still full of doubts and was always on the lookout for the person behind him.
The organization's safe house was nearby, and they had no intention of taking Gin to their own place. Bourbon's voice was gentle, as if he was not the same person as before.
"GIN, we're here." He took the initiative to speak. As a bourbon, he didn't have a good relationship with gin, but he never showed his emotions on his face.
Chidori's hand never left the gun in his pocket. He looked at them coldly and got out of the car without saying anything.
But before I took a few steps, a gentle voice called out from behind: "GIN."
Chidori didn't stop. He wasn't the type to respond to calls. But the voice behind him didn't stop: "Is there something wrong with my recent mission? You seem to be ignoring me all the time?"