Chapter 82: Bounty Hunter Gin

When Gin returned to the safe house after completing a mission, he saw that the safe house was empty.

Although it looks the same, the details have indeed changed.

There was not a single weapon left that he had stored in the safe house. This was clearly a small arsenal, so how did that guy take it all away?

After confirming that only weapons were missing from the house, Gin realized that the guy would never come back.

But the mess is still here, as if nothing has changed.

That self obviously wanted to do something, but Gin didn't care.

As long as it does not interfere with his work and life, he is also willing to do some interesting things with his other self.

He pulled a tube of medicine from his pocket. The clear, colorless liquid looked as clean and flawless as the house.

But only they know what kind of existence this is.

Drug No. 05 makes the people trained in the White House completely become the property of the organization.

The research on this drug was stopped under Gin's operation several years ago, and it should have been completely destroyed.

Gin was playing with the potion in his hand, with his eyes lowered, thinking about the increasing number of tasks that the boss had assigned to him recently.

Most of them are not very important, but more like testing Gin's loyalty.

It is normal for the suspicious boss to become suspicious again after the appearance of his other self.

After all, working in the [Organization], one always has to endure the repeated temptations of the boss, and Gin himself has a clear conscience.

But now, Gin is a little unhappy about the boss's attempt to restart potion No. 05.

He likes the workplace [organization], but if he has to worry about his sense of self fading all the time, maybe he should consider something else.

Of course I'm not going to change jobs or anything, but it's not impossible to change my boss or something.

Gin thought expressionlessly as he put the medicine away and casually lifted a strand of silver hair to make sure the color had not changed.

He didn't know why his own self in that world didn't produce any research results, but he was certainly not as useless as that self.

Such an existence is indeed very suitable as bait.

It can't be said that the relationship between them is very good, and Gin doesn't mind taking the initiative to attack. After all, he still remembers the initial grudge.

He glanced at the vase behind him. It was the vase that the other party bought from somewhere after it was broken.

There are a few branches of cherry blossoms embroidered on it, which seems to be an unconscious choice of the other party. A person who has been transformed into a heartless and insensitive person will subconsciously choose the existence that makes him feel most at ease when making a choice.

Gin quickly looked away. He thought that in a week at most, the other party would no longer be patient and would attack again.

And he was actually looking forward to it, which was a rare occurrence. These were much more interesting than catching mice.

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The long-awaited Kurosawa Jin simply returned to the safe house he had not been to for a long time. He arranged the whole process by himself and no one knew about it.

He carried large and small bags, and stuffed the weapons he had taken from Gin into his own safe house one by one, sorting and clearing them as he went along.

Those dark green eyes seemed to reveal a relaxation that he himself had not realized. As he sorted out his favorite weapon, he truly felt a sense of security.

The black coat swayed on the ground, like a tail, revealing the owner's good mood.

After cleaning up everything, Kurosawa Jin was quite satisfied looking at the safe house which seemed to be unchanged.

After wrapping himself with weapons, he slowly went out again.

It was still early, and he needed to reveal his whereabouts to those Red Team members who were secretly spying on him, so that everything could continue.

But he didn't expect that he did run into people from the Red Team, but they were not the ones he thought of.

He looked at the black curly-haired police officer who invited him to dinner, and thought expressionlessly about how to escape from here.

"You guys aren't listening to me," Matsuda Jinpei said helplessly. He wanted to be angry but couldn't after seeing the other person's expression. "My name is Matsuda Jinpei, what's yours?"

He looked at Kurosawa Jin with his indigo eyes, and the emotions in them were so pure that one could see through them at a glance.

The invitation to him out of gratitude for saving the young girl was real, but his disappearance in order to test the solution was also real.

As a police officer, he was of course curious about all suspicious people with mysteries, and the reaction of the previous period only confirmed that there was something wrong with him.

Kurosawa Jin just looked at Matsuda Jinpei. Of course he knew this police officer and knew who he had saved.

Because in his own world, he is someone who often cooperates with the Red Team, so of course he will come into contact with these police officers.

Jinpei Matsuda was the one chasing the closest. He seemed to have no idea what distance was, nor did he know the ways of the world, and he didn't know how to step on the brakes.

He wanted to investigate Kurosawa Jin, and also wanted to stop Kurosawa Jin from doing the so-called "bad things". Perhaps because he knew that Kurosawa Jin would not kill him unless he crossed the line, he was particularly presumptuous.

Jinpei Matsuda likes to put some small gadgets at home. He is very deft with his hands and most of them are gadgets he assembled by himself.

When he finally dragged Kurosawa Jin to his house, he pointed at these things one by one and introduced them to Kurosawa Jin.

Kurosawa Jin was not interested in these things, but Matsuda Jinpei's eyes were so bright, shining with his love for these things and the sense of accomplishment in making these things.

Very beautiful, he thought. The dazzling emotions in those eyes were so dazzling that Kurosawa Jin also wanted to experience the feeling.

It was only then that he really came into contact with Matsuda Jinpei and others, and to be honest, it was a good experience, as it allowed Kurosawa Jin to learn different methods.

Kurosawa Jin doesn't think of them as friends, but as good partners, and he always doesn't mind being more tolerant beyond the bottom line for people he likes.

Oh, just like vodka is to gin in this world, isn't that guy also pretty good to that silly brother?

But the person in front of him was not the one in his memory. Kurosawa Jin had always been a sober person.

He will chase the ups and downs of emotions, but he will not indulge in them and become a madman who truly abandons life and everything.

After coming to this world, except for another self, he never confused the people in this world with those in his own world.

It was just fun to play around, but according to Jinpei Matsuda, they were strangers now and there was no need for them to get to know each other any more in this world.

"No need," Kurosawa Jin interrupted him in a calm voice, "I only saved your friend because I happened to be there. If you continue to contact me, I'm afraid I won't be able to be just a bomb disposal policeman."

He was just stating the facts as they saw it, but Matsuda Jinpei frowned, clearly disagreeing with what Kurosawa Jin said.

Kurosawa Jin had no intention of getting entangled with Matsuda Jinpei any more. Listening to the other person and then giving him a word of advice was one of the few acts of kindness he showed.

But before Matsuda Jinpei could say anything, another troublesome person showed up not far away.

Hagiwara Kenji, who had hurriedly asked for leave, looked at the familiar man, curved his beautiful eyebrows, smiled and said, "Nice to meet you again, sir, I don't even know how to address my lifesaver."

Kurosawa Jin blinked slowly. His patience had obviously run out, and he had no intention of testing the waters with them anymore.

Just as he was about to do something, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly spoke up: "Ah, let's go eat first. No matter what you order, it's still okay to finish eating ramen."

Kurosawa Jin looked at them, weighing the options in his mind. He knew these two people would not give up easily. If he killed them directly, the police would not let him go.

If he can't be killed, then he should have a bowl of ramen first. Fortunately, he hasn't eaten yet.

Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara did not sense the murderous intent from Kurosawa Jin, not because they were not sensitive enough, but because Kurosawa Jin really did not change at all.

For Kurosawa Jin, not killing people is just to make his work more convenient, and taking lives with one's own hands is as normal to him as eating and drinking.

Do people get nervous or have any extra emotions when eating or drinking?

He followed the two police officers to a ramen restaurant next door. It looked familiar, perhaps he had eaten there before, but he couldn't quite remember.

The two police officers seemed to have really given up on investigating Kurosawa Jin and just chatted about daily life as if it were an ordinary day, occasionally even saying a few words to the silent Kurosawa Jin.

The ramen restaurant was warm and cozy, and the people around me were like warm lake water, enveloping me.

But Kurosawa Jin just ate the noodles in the bowl quickly and elegantly. Even though the warm light was shining on him, it didn't make him look soft at all.

His aura and attire didn't really fit in with the ramen restaurant, but he didn't react as he was being watched carefully by everyone, simply ignoring those glances.

Matsuda Jinpeidun felt that this guy was difficult to deal with. He was even more difficult to deal with than the blond bastard back then. Was he going to fight him too?

In fact, Kurosawa Jin just remembered when he had eaten this bowl of noodles before. It seemed to be the same scene, with the same noisy people around.

It was a bit noisy, but not annoying, so Kurosawa Jin temporarily suppressed his plan to find a time to have the two police officers hospitalized and stop bothering him.

Their mode of getting along has always been like this: Kurosawa Jin will not really kill anyone, but there is a risk of unemployment and hospitalization at any time, while Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji have always been talkative and say a few words to him randomly.

This is good. On the contrary, no matter how close you get to him, he can't feel any emotions. Sooner or later, he will probably forget all of them, and only the "organization" will exist in his mind.

But it doesn't matter, Kurosawa Jin will not allow himself to become a monster who loses himself.

At least for now, he has no regrets in life. He can do what he wants and occasionally have a bowl of ramen with the police officer he knows.

He was very excited in the bloody storm, but at this moment, he also felt good.

The wind may stop temporarily, but it will never stop forever. After feeling the relief and warmth, it blows again to the place that makes its blood boil the most.

For example, at this moment, after the two police officers left, two people appeared in front of him.