Late that night, in a residential area far away from the downtown area.
The middle-aged man walked through the quiet and dark alley and ran towards the street outside the alley.
"Bang!"
Gunshots were heard from deep in the alley, causing the man to freeze and almost fall to the ground. He quickly recovered and ran towards the street faster.
"One of them ran away, brother..."
In the alley, Vodka looked at the man leaning against the wall with a teasing smile on his lips, "It seems he came to delay us on purpose."
There was a blood hole penetrated by a bullet on the man's forehead. His eyes were unfocused, and his body slid down the wall. The blood hole on the back of his head dragged a vertical, long blood trail down the wall.
"Hmph... Just let Chianti and Cohen deal with it, so they don't have to complain about not having the chance to aim." Gin placed the bomb on the body, stood up, took out his cell phone from his trench coat pocket, and walked out while talking. , "Chianti, Cohen, ran a..."
"Oh?" Chianti smiled nervously, "Ok! Gin, I saw that little animal running away in panic!"
"Can I shoot?" Cohen asked in a muffled voice.
"certainly……"
As soon as Gin opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Chianti's exclamation.
"Wait! What is that thing upstairs?!"
On the top of the building in the distance, Chianti stared at the scope in astonishment.
Over the street over there, a large group of crows gathered together and swooped down the outer wall of a building. In the dim lighting of the street lights, they looked like a huge drop of ink falling from the building.
The crows in the scope flapped their wings and fell rapidly in a group, as if they were determined and crazy to die with the earth.
She couldn't hear any noise here, but their target, the man who ran to the building, clearly heard the strange noise. He slowed down and looked up at the sky.
When the man looked up, the swarm of crows were still swooping at high speed, but they did not hit the ground like real ink dots. Instead, after submerging and rolling over the man, they continued to spread along the street, as if there were invisible brushes. Leading the flock of crows, he smoothly drew a big 'L' in the city.
After breaking away from the storm circle formed by the crow's flight, pieces of black feathers slowly fell down and landed on the man's head and side.
The man slowly fell forward, letting his face hit the ground without any cushion. Looking at his stiff posture, he was obviously a dead man.
"W-what the hell is this?!"
Facing this strange and unknown scene, Chianti became restless and anxious, trying to use his scope to focus on the group of crows flying close to the street.
The crows have dispersed and are flying into the surrounding air.
A figure in black robes stood among the crowd of crows that had not yet dispersed. He turned his back to them and looked at the alley ahead. The brim of his hat and robe blocked his body so tightly that it was impossible to identify his specific features.
When Vodka arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw the man in black robe standing outside the alley. He hesitated and turned to look at Gin, "Brother..."
When Gin saw the large group of crows, he guessed who it was. He was not surprised at all, and continued walking out of the alley without stopping. He said wordlessly, "Can you tell me before you do something next time?"
Vodka hurriedly followed and saw the opponent's hand under the black robe reaching out to catch a black card pulled by a silk thread. After seeing the golden handwritten word 'RAKI' on the black card, he immediately reacted, "Rak? It is you……"
Chi Feichi shook off the blood on the cards, put away the black cards, and reached out to pull down the hood, revealing Lark's blond, blue-eyed, disguised face with a thin mark on the left cheek. There was no apology on his face. He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, but if it had been any later, Chianti or Cohen would have taken over."
Gin choked and looked up to see a bomb placed next to the corpse on the street. He walked to the car parked on the side of the road and said to the phone, "Chianti, Cohen, we have solved it. Let's evacuate first..."
…
More than ten minutes later, explosions occurred in the alley and on the street. The impact and fire caused by the explosion directly destroyed the clues on the two corpses, and the black feathers on the street were also blown far away.
The black Porsche 356A and Dodge Viper sports car have left two streets respectively and turned to the main road to merge.
Vodka drove the car, looked at the sports car following him in the rearview mirror, and reminded aloud, "Brother, Chianti and Cohen are following."
Gin was sitting in the passenger seat with his right elbow resting on the window. He looked down at the mail he had received and made sure that all traces around the body had been destroyed by the explosion before answering the phone calls from Chianti.
The previous scene of a large group of crows swooping down was so shocking. After Chianti recovered, he realized that his head had been snatched. As soon as the call was connected, he asked in an urgent tone, "Gin, why did Lark come here?"
Their heads have never been divided enough. For various reasons, there are fewer opportunities for them to snipe. They go out every day and rarely have a target to aim at. In the end, they were robbed by Lark... Excessive!
However, she didn't agree on how to divide it before, and she couldn't use the topic to her advantage and complained too much, which was depressing.
Gin heard the resentment in Chianti's tone. He didn't have anything to think about and wanted to kill anyone. He explained calmly, "The target this time is a bit cunning. There are two more people. Kil's current whereabouts are unknown. Just in case." One, I asked Lark to help guard that side. Apart from him, the only one who has free hands tonight is Belmode..."
"Forget it, I don't want to see that woman!"
Chianti's attention was decisively diverted. After getting angry, he remembered that Keir was better than Reina Mizuno because he never snatched people's heads. "Have you still not investigated Keir's whereabouts? The organization searched with all its strength and found nothing. It’s really worthy of the FBI’s methods…”
Gin listened to the voice on the phone and silently lit a cigarette.
Complain to him when the head quota is not allocated, or complain to him when someone disagrees with a certain aspect of the plan. He worries about team harmony and the smooth execution of the plan every day, which is not easy.
"Kiel is dead," Cohen said and sentenced Shui Wulian to death, "for sure."
"Hmph! It would be great if that were the case," Chianti thought of the worse outcome. "What if she was brainwashed by those FBI guys and turned against her..."
"That's impossible," Gin held a cigarette in his mouth with a smile. "Kiel was shot through his hands and feet by bullets, and was given Veritaserum. He didn't say a word until his ribs were broken. Once again, your worries are unnecessary, Kian."
Vodka also remembered, "Is this the time she made that person look at her differently?"
"I have also heard about that incident. Kil discovered a certain rat that had infiltrated the organization and forced the other person into a desperate situation. As a result, Kil was accidentally caught and tortured. By the time our people arrived, he had already He's dying," Chianti said, "but I can't figure out why Kiel, who was so appreciated by that person, was put into a group with us like this?"
"Teeth." Gin said.
"Teeth?" Chianti wondered.
"Kiel used one of her teeth as a weapon, biting the rat's wrist, almost breaking his bones, and took the pistol away," Gin explained with a cold look, "and then relied on only The finger that could barely move pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot upward from the mouse's chin, blowing his head off. This is a stunt that can only be done by a wild beast that is driven crazy..."
In the back seat, Chi Feichi was smoking silently, turning his head to look at the passing cars outside the window.
Gin's action team is quite special.
First of all, not every core member in the organization can carry out internal cleanup. The cleanup of core members and the assassination of some important figures will be handed over directly to Gin.
To put it simply, even if there is a problem with a certain member, others can only report a certain basis for suspicion first. After that, the organization that needs to confirm will send someone to confirm. After the confirmation is completed, that person will most likely be left to Gin to deal with it.
Secondly, other people can clean up some people who may expose the existence of the organization and cause trouble to the organization. If this part is an unimportant peripheral member or a non-organizational person who can be easily assassinated, there must be sufficient reasons before and after. Reporting, unlike Gin, who can make his or her own judgment based on the situation, is not as arbitrary as Gin. Moreover, when others are carrying out assassination operations, Gin may appear to take over.
Of course, if the situation is urgent, such as the time when Kiel 'had to kill a problematic person in order to survive', then there is no need to consider whether to report it or not. Saving one's life is important, but you still need to completely report it afterwards. Report the situation.
After all, that person doesn't want a group of people to kill randomly and let the organization be noticed by the police.
And due to the relatively difficult assassination mission, not everyone can join the Gin Team.
He must obey orders, have the skills needed by the team, and have the determination not to betray the organization even if he is caught and tortured... To be able to attract Gin's attention, he must also have the ruthlessness and wolfishness not to put human life in his eyes.
As for him...
He was not a member of Gin's team, he was just the one who left him to Gin.
There is the element of letting Gin keep an eye on him and telling him not to mess around, there is the element of letting Gin take him to understand the organization's actions, there is the element of having someone give him some privileges, such as cleaning up someone's affairs, and there is also the element of letting him act if he needs to. There may be other reasons for asking Gin for help, but in summary, he is not a member of Gin's team, nor is he a member of other teams.
If I have to say it, he is a universal glue who listens to that person's instructions, is squeezed during the internship period, and that person may let him mix a little bit of everything...
"The question is, didn't that mouse just die like this?" Chianti questioned, "How do you know that Kiel didn't say anything?"
"Because we later found an MD from that guy's clothes," Gin said. "It contained the entire recording of his interrogation of Kiel."
"MD?" Chianti laughed, "So that's it, that MD didn't record any of Kiel's voice, right?"
"But brother," Vodka said a little depressed, "we still haven't figured out the identity of that mouse."
Gin put down the mobile phone next to his ear, cut off communication with Chianti, and looked down at the newly received email, "He brought a lot of forged photos and passports with different names on him. The photos were all taken with disguised appearances. , from this point of view, it is not an ordinary mouse, but I do know the original name of that mouse..."
Chi Feichi threw the nearly burning cigarette out of the car window and looked at the two people in the front seat of the car.
Quickly confirm, he is about to end the investigation of Hondo Yingyou.
