"Gin, although you plan to teach that guy a lesson, your current body..."
Gin raised his head and glanced at the woman who had returned to her original appearance, then looked away and continued to check the contents on her phone.
"My ribs are broken, but I can still hold my breath..." Belmod took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
"Numabuchi Kiichiro's autopsy report." Gin said.
What?
Hearing this name, Belmod raised his eyebrows and said subconsciously: "It's not like your style to investigate a dead person."
"It's bourbon..." Gin turned his phone to Belmod, which showed a bloody photo, "He found a very interesting place."
"Oh?" Belmod pretended to glance casually and said, "What did you find? Could it be that the cause of death does not match what Icewine reported?"
"Haha." Gin said with a smile: "Whether it is in the photo or the autopsy report, you can see the gunpowder burns at the entrance of the bullet and the extensive damage to the body tissue at the exit. There is no doubt that he died from that police weapon Revolver."
"Oh, Bourbon is really..."
Before Belmode could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Gin:
"However, from the pupils of Kiichiro Numabuchi, it was found that the guy should have briefly recovered his vision before his death. Aren't you going to explain this matter?"
"Huh huh huh... maybe it's because he is more resistant to the drug." Belmod smiled: "I injected every drop of that thing into his veins."
Since Kiichiro Numabuchi is dead, there is no proof for this matter. No matter who investigates, in the end, they can only add an unstable record to the drug experiment report, otherwise Gin will not be able to prove it. Instead of just repeating it to her, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her.
"Do you want to blame all the mistakes in that incident on the medicine?" Gin walked to the door and said coldly: "After Tequila died, you seemed to be too close to Icewine, and... .What is the reason for specifically applying for him to come to Boston this time?”
"Gin, you are too worried..." Bellmode did not panic at all, "You know, I have made a lot of preparations to find traces of Shirley. As for that glass of sweet wine, drink it slowly. interesting."
"The Sindora Group's birthday party tomorrow night." Gin asked, "Are you planning to get anything from there?"
"Hum hum..."
Belmode smiled and was about to say, 'What a difficult man' to deal with. However, when she thought of Ye Gengyi's words about 'boy' and 'man', she suddenly looked at him strangely. Gin: "You... haven't taken a vacation for a long time, right?"
What is the problem? Gin frowned.
However, he was not prepared to participate in any boring guessing sessions, but warned: "No matter what tricks you are doing, the progress of that software research has been stagnant for too long."
"Don't worry, I won't affect the implementation of that plan." Belmode changed the subject and said: "Are you really okay now? When you get into the ring later, you won't be knocked down by Icewine's punch. "
"Ha... you think I will lose?" Gin's expression was calm, "There was no suspense about the outcome with him from the beginning."
"You are quite confident..." Belmod said noncommittally, "Even so, I still don't understand that you would actually make such an irrational choice."
"Really, who knows..."
...
The negative level of the base.
Yellow and white lights illuminated the ring in the center.
Ye Gengyi and Ginjiu stood looking at each other.
There were only four spectators in the audience.
Belmode, Vodka, Cohn and Charlie.
No one shouted start, they left the decision to the two people on the stage.
Looking at Gin's hands that were always in the pockets of his windbreaker.
Ye Gengyi suddenly said:
"I guess you're not going to pull out your pistol right from the start. That would be boring."
"Are you scared?" Ginjiu asked.
"Are you really planning to do this?" Ye Gengyi said with a calm expression and a somewhat emotional tone: "What a worthless man..."
Ginjiu didn't say anything, but just cast his eyes on something on Ye Gengyi's waist.
Everyone under the ring: "..."
Can you please take a look at yourself before saying that...
"This... is just a strategy to prevent you from doing that." Ye Gengyi explained.
He was telling the truth because that was his true intention.
Ever since he learned that Ye Xiaobai could use a camera to capture photos at high speed and generate 3D graphics, Ye Gengyi had always wanted to find someone to learn from.
But there are only a few guys who have the strength value around them to be able to fight fully.
Maori Kogoro and Maori Lan passed directly, and the death halo did not explain. There will inevitably be damage in sparring, and it is simply a choice that will not be appreciated whether you win or lose.
As for Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha, one is a master of kendo and the other is a master of aikido, which sounds good, but the relationship between them is only at the level of 'met once'.
He doesn't care, I'm afraid Hattori Heiji will be embarrassed to do it...
After all, that had just happened during the trip to Osaka.
He came directly to the door and asked for a discussion. It would be strange if he was not misunderstood.
What is left on the red side of this timeline is undoubtedly Kyogoku Shin, the ceiling of combat power in Ke Xue's world.
Moreover, it is not difficult to find him.
But Ye Gengyi doesn't want to compete with that guy who has no losing record so far.
The reason is that the gap between the two is too big and they have no learning experience.
And let alone him, even Gin, Rei Fukiya and Shuichi Akai, in an honest fight with fists and kicks, might not be that guy's opponent in a three-on-one fight.
(눈_눈) Of course, Ye Gengyi never thought that gin wine would be related to the word "honest"...
However, after thinking about it, among the people he knew, it seemed that only Gin was the most suitable person to compare with.
Taking advantage of others' danger is indeed a joke, and it has no benefit at all except short-term pleasure for him.
Gin's injury was an accident. He didn't want to fight a guy with a broken rib, but if he let this opportunity go, he didn't know when the next time would be.
The Japanese police are keeping an eye on him. When he comes to the United States this time, the FBI must also be alert.
He already had knowledge of firearms, but his physical fitness also needed to be improved as soon as possible.
Fortunately, his body has a good foundation. During this chaotic time, through his slightly advanced scientific dietary supplements and conditioning, the nerve problems in his neck have been improved very well, and he will recover slowly.
Now, he just needs to activate the things stored in his muscle memory, which is undoubtedly the most effective way to fight against the masters.
"Why don't we all use guns?"
Ye Gengyi was the first to express his stance. He took off his holster, threw it aside, opened his arms, and showed that he had nothing to hide.
"Haha, as you wish." Gin took his hand out of his pocket, but did not throw away the gun like him.
Ye Gengyi didn't care.
So, before the word 'wish' could be said, he had already used his strength to rush over.
