Kitajima Kohei has no parents. He was brought up by his grandfather who picked up rags.
It is said that his grandfather discovered him when he was rummaging through the trash can. Seeing that he was still breathing, his grandfather took him back and fed him some white porridge. Unexpectedly, he survived like this.
He must have been nine years old at that time.
After his body recovered, he had no previous memory at all. His name was given by his grandfather. It was taken from his grandfather's surname and carried his grandfather's expectations for him.
Grandpa had taught before and knew how to read, so he followed his grandfather around to look for garbage during the day, and at night he studied the knowledge his grandfather taught him under the lights on the roadside. Although poor, he is happy.
But the good times didn't last long, and grandpa died.
It was an evening, and grandpa was rummaging through the trash can behind the hotel as usual, but a few drunken gangsters came over and beat and scolded grandpa involuntarily. Kitajima Kohei was frightened, so his grandfather held him on the ground and let him beat him. Blood spattered on his face. He vaguely heard his grandfather's voice comforting him, which gradually became weaker.
Kitajima Kohei looked at his grandfather's face filled with ravines so close to him, watched the gang of gangsters finally left with satisfaction, and watched his grandfather gradually take in less air and let out more air. He heard the death knell to say goodbye to him.
"Hang Ping, you have to live." Grandpa said with a trembling but firm voice. His hand wanted to touch his head but fell halfway, and he stopped breathing.
Kitajima Kohei wanted to die, and he had wanted to die since that night, but his grandfather wanted him to live, and he had to live.
He started rummaging through garbage and stealing things. When he was a little older, he stole a knife to rob, and then grabbed it from the casino owner. He didn't expect that such a weak woman would throw him upside down with just one move.
Given the two options of cutting off his right hand or working for her, Kitajima Kohei chose the latter. So when he was fifteen years old, he officially entered the darkness.
He learned to fight, observe, shoot, and make money... step by step, he became the boss's confidant, and then killed the boss and replaced him. This year, he was eighteen years old.
He began to come into contact with a deeper darkness, found the boat's route, introduced drugs to control the backbone of the casino, and then controlled the wealthy families who came to gamble, extorting money and then drowning the people in the river.
Kitajima Kohei will do anything as long as he can stay alive.
But today it's finally the end.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I tried my best."
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"Thanks to Officer Sato, although the bullet hit the head, it luckily avoided the brain tissue. It seems that his life can be saved."
"When he wakes up, I have to give him a good lecture."
"Officer Sato..."
Kuroki turned off the bug, feeling the unusually silent atmosphere in the carriage, and wanted to speak to ease the atmosphere.
"Lord Potter." Someone spoke before him, "Thank you very much for giving me this job opportunity."
"...Naturally." Kuroki Ren was silent for two seconds before speaking, "In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't do these things."
"You get what you pay for, I feel at ease." Ruomu Wenren lowered his head, "Isn't this how intelligence agents make money? I will continue to work for you until I can pay off my mother's skills. All expenses for post-rehabilitation.”
"Okay." Kuromu Ren agreed, stopped the car and watched Ruo Mu Ren get out of the car.
"Thank you for sending me back." Ruomu Wenren bowed slightly to express his gratitude, "I wish you a good night."
"I also wish you all the best." Kuroki Ren smiled, closed the window, and drove away.
"It seems that tonight's events were all arranged by you." Shirley, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, said.
"Yeah, my brain cells are so exhausted that I'm almost hungry." Kuroki Ren didn't deny it, "Why don't we go get something to eat."
"What to eat?"
"It depends on what you can find."
So Kuroki only found a 24-hour convenience store, and reluctantly went there to buy two pieces of bread and two bottles of mineral water.
After going out, he saw Shirley leaning on the car with a serious expression on her phone. He stood there quietly, waiting for Shirley to put down the phone before walking over.
"Something happened." Shirley's voice was calm, not like anything happened.
"The newly arrived experimental subject, Numabuchi Kiichiro, escaped."
Kuroki Jin and Shirley drove all the way back to the base. The atmosphere in the base was very serious, but when they saw Shirley, everyone was startled.
Kuroki followed everyone's gaze and found that Shirley was still wearing makeup.
"Well... why don't you go take off your makeup first?"
Shirley glanced at him, turned around and went in, closing the door.
While waiting for Shirley to come out, Kuroki Jin reported the matter directly to Gin, who probably didn't see the message and hasn't replied to him yet.
"Tell me something specific." Shirley changed back to her daily attire, found a chair and sat down, indicating that everyone was casual.
Kuroki moved closer to the door so as not to block their eyes. Shirley also pretended that without Kuroki there, the others would not be able to say anything.
The incident happened at seven o'clock in the evening. Due to fear that the target would be obvious during the day, the transfer of the experimental subjects was carried out after dark. When the experimental subject Kiichiro Numabuchi passed through the second security gate, an alarm suddenly sounded on the door. The security personnel naturally asked them to stop for inspection, so the car carrying Kiichiro Numabuchi was parked outside the second gate.
The experimental products were escorted by four members without code names, three B-level and one B+. Naturally, they had no say here, so they came down obediently to cooperate with the inspection. Because Numabuchi Kiichiro had been injected with anesthetic drugs, no one was left guarding the car.
The accident happened at this time. Numabuchi Kiichiro woke up for some reason and sneaked back to the first door when no one noticed him. He attacked the defense there and then took their guns and rushed to kill them all the way. Got out.
After hearing this, Kuroki felt like a flock of crows were flying over his head... He never expected that the defenses here were so loose. His back-ups in the laboratory, operating table, and even the morgue were completely useless.
Shirley was also speechless. She waved her hand to indicate that it was no big deal and asked the secretary to report the matter to the Supervision Department, and then apply for experimental products again. This application may take another one to two months.
Members of the inspection department who were on night duty quickly accepted the incident. At the same time, Gin's email also arrived on Kuroki Jin's mobile phone. Kuroki took a look and assigned him the task of eliminating Numabuchi Kiichiro.
Kuroki Ren: "..."
Throw the phone!
"What are you doing?" He didn't dare to throw the phone, but he suddenly stood up, startling the people in the room who hadn't left yet.
Kuroki Jin pursed his lips, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. He took a deep breath and tried to keep a calm expression, except for a slight facial cramp.
"It's nothing, it's just that I just received an order to carry out the elimination mission of Numabuchi Kiichiro."
"Cough." Shirley almost choked on her own saliva.
"Thank you so much for that damn bastard." Kuroki Ren scolded himself for having a brain attack a week ago with a pun.
