Chapter 5: Think of a solution quickly
At the same time, on the other side——————
"Vodka, what's wrong with your sunglasses?" Gin asked as he keenly noticed something was wrong with today's vodka.
Vodka couldn't bear it anymore, and said dryly: "Because my sunglasses were coated with super glue..."
He didn't say who did it, but it didn't take Gin to guess who the culprit was.
Thinking of what happened last night, Gin closed his eyes and calmed down his emotions - that little bastard is still alive today, he has a big responsibility.
Ten years ago, when his boss gave him a genius girl to look after for a while, he felt that the girl was not only not an artificial intelligence as his colleagues said, but more like an artificial retard.
Originally, he could get rid of this burden if he persisted, but...he found that he was suddenly trapped in a time loop and could not move forward.
At first he didn't understand why, but after repeating it a few times he figured it out - it was the little mentally retarded person he was forced to take over who was responsible!
Gin's brain was not bad, his reasoning ability was not weak, and his intuition was sharp enough. He gradually figured out the rules - as long as this little mentally retarded man was in danger, his time would go back.
When he first found out about it, he didn't think it was a bad thing. Wouldn't it be great to take this unlucky child and go to a dangerous place to test for information? If it's dangerous, he can automatically backtrack and eliminate wrong answers safely. ——Then he discovered that if he subjectively knew that there was danger, he would not be able to make a plan, and time would start to go back when he made a decision.
And every time he goes back, other established events that have already happened cannot be changed. As long as he wants to do other things instead of saving people, time will go back to the beginning like a bug, and he cannot get anything by relying on this kind of time backtracking. The benefits of foretelling.
For this reason, Gin had to endure the desire to kill the other party and patiently save people every time - just to move forward in his own time.
Also because this has a time limit, the time given each time is the shortest time he can achieve. He can't even throw people far away without seeing it - it's not that he hasn't tried it, but it's just that later It was a waste of his time to prove that it was useless, and Natsume Natsuki was still very useful to the organization, so it was impossible for him to disobey the BOSS's order.
You can't even get angry or use corporal punishment - because this unlucky thing will run away from home and face danger because of fear or unhappiness, and then he will have to rescue him!
Even ordinary prisoners can't do it - because she was organized and related to training programs when she was a child. When she grew up, she was useful and had tasks. Later, she learned from a magician and her escape ability was a master level! It’s all Blame that Belmode said he wanted to train her! As a result, he developed the ability to suffocate him!
After the two of them successfully escaped one time, the little retard stared curiously at him standing at the door with hidden anger, and asked: [Boss Gin, is this what Belmod and the others call fun? 】
Gin, who was only 20 years old at the time, reacted after being stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back. He looked at the twelve-year-old bean sprouts in front of him without words, feeling that he had heard some horror story.
After that, he gave up the option of locking this guy in a dark room and told her to stay away from Belmod - that woman really didn't know how to teach anything good.
After trying every method overtly and covertly, Gin finally accepted the fact three years later - he really couldn't get rid of this little troll, and couldn't use her. Sometimes he even had to coax her. Watch this little bastard.
Today, ten years later, he has become so used to it that he is almost too lazy to even get angry.
After all, three years have passed even for the seven-year itch.
As for the speculations of others in the organization, he didn't bother to correct or speak out. Anyway, as his position rose and his attacks became more and more ruthless, no one dared to say anything in front of him.
Gin's mentality at this time was like that classic saying - just make do with it, and you can still get away from it.
When he thought of this, the air pressure around Gin dropped a little, causing Vodka, who was driving beside him, to look sideways frequently. He only had one thought in his heart - what did Cocoa do again?
Thinking of this, Vodka was hesitant to speak for a while. After all, he was also a member of the Cocoa Wine Victims Alliance, although compared to Gin, he was still the younger brother in this alliance.
Vodka raised his hand to adjust his sunglasses, and when he touched them, he suddenly remembered that this was his third new pair of sunglasses this week. I don't know if it was because he was immersed in his own emotions, but for a moment he showed his true feelings. She said sincerely: "Brother, why don't you sign up for Coco Wine's class? I remember she said two days ago that she felt that playing the harp was very elegant."
That's right, even if you sign up for a class, it has to be a class that the little scourge wants to take. Otherwise, she has 800 special tricks to skip class, and then her annoyingness will be doubled in order not to go to class.
Just like Rum once wanted to cultivate an all-round agent type and forcefully added special sniper training courses to his children. Naturally, it failed. And to this day, his children are still disgusted with firearms. They don’t even have good shooting skills and are unwilling to practice. . And according to her own statement, "I just have to make sure not to hit myself. What's wrong with accidentally injuring other people?" This amazed the listeners and said that when she was around, she should not be allowed to touch the gun.
Vodka even thinks that this is one of the reasons why Cocoa will target Chianti - her first impression of all snipers is that she doesn't like them, so she should start with them.
Generally speaking, if you are so arrogant and self-centered, and the organization is not engaged in charity, the treatment of Cocoa Wine will not be much better. But...she is considered the second generation of the organization, and she is a rare brain research talent.
In the organization, the second generation already has privileges, and with the rare talent buff, the BOSS also prefers to let it go, and with Gin's (forced) escort behind her, after eliminating the possibility of being PUA mentally, she is very Walk confidently through the organization.
As for the other people who were hit by this sideways walking... they were also angry, but they looked at Gin and thought it was nothing. After all, Gin didn't do anything, so they just tolerated it.
Although Gin is now numb to the eyes of the outside world, he still has not given up completely. Hearing what Vodka said, he glanced at the other person, his eyes without any emotion and a hint of coolness.
Vodka was startled, and when he came to his senses, he was about to apologize and change his mind, when Gin said coldly: "She has learned it on her own."
...So brother, you have already thought about it, and you have implemented it first!
Vodka had several thoughts in his mind, but he still said cautiously: "That cocoa wine is quite powerful."
It is this power that can turn into a sharp blade that stabs one's own people at such moments.
Gin just sneered at this, closed his eyes to rest, and said no more.
He didn't deny what Vodka just said - ha, if he was really a waste, he would have solved the problem long ago.
Vodka, on the other hand, racked his brains very seriously to help come up with ideas: "Then... what about finding a way for Cocoa Wine to get to know more other people? After all, human energy is always limited..."
Even though this doesn't look good, ever since I heard Chianti's dog talk about vodka, I can't help but look closer at the pet that I raised as gin but couldn't throw away. The idea this time is also based on this - if I find more people to sneak away with, then the energy will be exhausted and the house will not be demolished, right?
Gin's voice was deep, and it could be heard that her mood was definitely not good. It could even be said that it had gotten worse, with a hint of impatience: "She doesn't want to meet new members. She thinks the organization's confidentiality is not strong enough, and she's worried about encountering new members. Go undercover and expose yourself, saying that intellectual elites like her are the easiest to target and the most dangerous.”
Vodka: "..." So brother, have you tried this trick too! ? And I was convinced by this reason! Do you want to throw people away or do you want to find excuses to keep them?
Vodka felt that he could no longer use his brain. The more he thought about it, the more terrifying conclusions he would come to.
His slow mind was a bit unable to turn around, and he said dryly: "Then... let her study for a doctorate?"
The air pressure around Gin became even lower: "She just came back from reading, and she will definitely refuse to go out again in a short time."
Vodka: "..." Brother, are you seriously worried? ! This worry sounds weird! Why do I feel like it was all caused by your connivance!
Gin opened his eyes and suddenly asked: "How far is Shirley's research institute from here?"
…So the last resort is to try to get people to stay outside? !
Vodka choked, then thought about it, and thought it was feasible: "Cocoa Wine should be willing to go to Shirley. After all, they are classmates and were together when they were in the United States... But Belmod doesn't like Shirley, I don't know. Will it have any impact?"
Belmode...
Gin couldn't help but close his eyes again, suppressing the anxiety in his heart - that woman had better not teach that little retard anything weird again!
