Conan: Eternal Darkness

"So loose?" Bourbon showed a look of envy, jealousy and hatred for the treatment of the core members, and Gin nodded calmly.

"Jin, it seems that you two get along well." Belmod came over at some point, lying on Gin's back, smiling.

"Your boyfriend is very interesting." Bourbon laughed and secretly decided to get into a relationship with Jin En, which is convenient for clichés. The two core members who didn't know Bourbon's mind were as calm as ever. Even if they knew, they wouldn't care. Someone who is so easy to be ripped off?

"Really?" Belmod glanced at Gin, "The assessment starts tomorrow, you all get ready, let's go home." The last sentence was obviously addressed to Gin.

The two left in tandem, with Belmod walking in front, Gin followed leisurely, and when they left the bar, Belmod asked slowly, "How are they?"

"Each has its own characteristics." Gin said lightly, walking side by side with Belmod.

"They're quite interesting," Belmod chuckled, reaching for Gin's arm. "Gin, do you want a martini tonight?"

...

The aqua-green eyes looked at him mistily, sweat slid into her blond hair, Gin felt that she saw the deep sea inside, she struggled in the sea, ups and downs and sinking, just like her destiny.

Afterwards, Gin casually flipped through the organization's task list, Belmod lit a cigarette, and his voice was a little affectionate and a little hoarse, "What task are you going to let him accomplish?" Gin has never been able to do certain things. It's too much, so Belmod can't talk about how tired he is. This man is terribly rational.

"Recently, a gangster is stumbling the organization." Jin Jiu closed the task interface of his mobile phone, and said something inexplicably.

"Hmm?" Belmod raised his eyebrows, "Suppressing that gangster? Are you sure you didn't want him to die?"

"I just want to see his full strength." Looking at Zhu Xingda's assessment video displayed on his phone, his pine green eyes narrowed slightly.

"He hides his strength?" Belmod sat up, "Is it undercover?"

"Well, I don't know," Gin tapped the edge of the phone, "but I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"Zhuxingda, is Miyano Akemi's boyfriend." Belmod thought for a while, "I have met Miyano Shiho Koyin."

"Akimi Miyano?" Gin leaned on the bed and quickly filtered the information in his mind, "Is that the guy who touched the porcelain half a year ago?"

"Huh?" Belmod didn't react at once, "What?"

"This guy was deliberately hit by Miyano Akemi half a year ago, and I just saw the whole process." Jin Jiu's tone was light, with a sneer in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth slowly evoked a radian, "Zhu Xing Da?"

Belmod's back felt a chill.

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【Down】

An unusually straightforward imperative tone, and even punctuation was omitted. Even though it was an unfamiliar number, Zhu Xingda immediately guessed the person who sent the email. Although he was a little dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, he had no status at the moment. Zhuxingda has no right to resist.

Jinjiu tapped the steering wheel expressionlessly. Five minutes later, the black-haired man sat in the passenger seat and threw a stack of documents to Zhuxingda, about three or four pages. Needless to say, it must be mission information.

"Ai Siwen?" After turning over the pages of information and reading it several times, Zhu Xing looked at the person next to him, "Then what are you doing?" What hope does this nominal examiner hold.

"Supervisor." He just interprets nothing as a lofty word for granted. Gin has no guilt at all, and he will not have such emotions.

Zhu Xingda "..." Isn't this really asking him to die?

He himself has hidden his strength to enter the organization, but to complete this task, he has to reveal his strength. As for the consequences of doing so... Although it will not directly cause suspicion, it is still very troublesome to explain. As for not revealing, he still I didn't live enough, I didn't want to die.

As expected, Jin Jiu came to supervise and was far away from the battlefield. In fact, Jin Jiu didn’t do it on purpose. Blood made him very excited, and he accidentally caused a massacre. For safety’s sake, it’s better for him to stay away. As for Zhuxingda, if he died, he would go and collect the body.

However, Jin Jiu did not feel that the other party could not complete this task, even if the cost of completing the task was serious injury.

Zhu Xing Da hid by the wall vigilantly and used the terrain to kill one of the opponents. After all, those people were wearing bulletproof vests, each had a gun, and there were seven general Zhu Xing who were shot in the arms and had many wounds on their bodies. Load the pistol.

It's really complicated for him to do his best for the organization as an undercover agent.

It's the FBI's trump card anyway, it would be too embarrassing to die here, but... Zhuxing pressed his temples, trying to relieve the dizziness caused by the excessive blood loss, panting.

He wouldn't really be here, would he?

Seeing the opportunity to deal with a person again, and then leave to change positions, he still has three bullets, facing this life-and-death challenge, Zhu Xingda did not feel fear, and the dark green pupils flashed with a strange brilliance.

If you want his life, try it—

Jin Jiu leaned on the driver's seat and observed the **** scene through several monitors installed on Zhu Xingda's body. He couldn't help closing his eyes, exhaling a breath, and restraining his thoughts of doing something, it was really bad. what.

He didn't want to become a killing machine at all, especially one that lost his mind.

After adjusting the monitoring color, the urge to kill disappeared, and the boiling darkness in Jin Jiu's eyes slowly subsided.

Zhu Xing is an FBI trump card, and his skills cannot be bad. Even so, when he comes back, he will almost lose half his life. Jin Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his strength is not bad.

It was rare to bring people to the infirmary with kindness and save Zhu Xingda's life, but it is estimated that in the next ten days and a half months, Zhu Xingda will not even think about getting out of the hospital bed.

All the people passed the assessment, and Zhuxingda was naturally noticed by many high-level officials. After all, the ability to survive from the organization's killing **** can be imagined.

"Jin, I heard that the rye whiskey was seriously injured?" Bourbon and Scotland are Belmod's subordinates, and Gin has no task. They are idle all day, so they often meet with these two people, and they just hang out when they come and go. ripe.

Although Gin is estranged, he is also very easy to get along with. As long as he doesn't provoke him, he can do anything. Bourbon is a very shrewd person, and naturally he will not let this know a lot of things and have a close relationship with Belmod. The existence of , just don't know what expression Bourbon will have when he knows the identity of Gin, the core member of the organization! There is something more powerful than Belmod! Organize the sharpest blade! The most elusive Top-Killer!

"Yeah." That is to say, several broken ribs, several shots to the body, and casts on his left arm and right leg. He can't die. Gin blankly recalled the message Belmod told him.

"Jin, are we middle-level members now?" Bourbon touched his chin, not caring about Gin's taciturn personality, "Shall I invite you out to dinner?"

Gin glanced at Bourbon, "Where?"

"A small restaurant, definitely can't compare to the place Belmod took you to." Bourbon smiled casually, then sighed resentfully, "After all, our wages are not high, you are not picky eaters, right? "

"It's all right." Gin doesn't have high requirements for food. As long as it's not poisonous, he can swallow it without changing his face, just to fill his stomach. After all, in many extreme environments, it's good to have something to eat. People who have been active in the restricted area of ​​life have never eaten anything, and they can swallow the mice in the ditch. Of course, if they have the conditions, it is absolutely impossible to treat their stomachs badly.

Enjoy when you need to enjoy, endure when you need to endure.

"That's good." Bourbon nodded and left the organization base with Gin Scotland.

The restaurants where Bourbon treats guests are quite ordinary, even those small restaurants along the road, and the food is naturally more homely. Bourbon watched Gin and sat down without caring, convinced that the other party was really not picky eaters.

Places outside the organization cannot discuss the organization's affairs at will, except in secret language, which is the rule.

Bourbon, who was in a relationship with someone again, was very satisfied. He found that Jinn knew a lot of things. "Belmode doesn't avoid you when he talks about things?"

"Very few." After all, what Belmod is qualified to know, he must also be qualified to know, but what he can know may not be known to Belmod, so there is no need to avoid him for those confidential documents in the organization.

"She really trusts you." Bourbon blinked, his tone a little sour, "Aren't you afraid of your betrayal?"

"Impossible." Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, he didn't need to betray, and if he betrayed, the organization might not be able to kill him even if it did its best. He and that person knew this fact well.

"Then don't betray her trust." Knowing what he wanted to know, Bourbon "warned" Jin Jiu. As for what he thought, only he knew.

Jin Jiu glanced at Bourbon, but didn't respond, his attitude was a little careless, and a stream of light flashed through his pine green pupils, and he was not seen by the two people on the opposite side.

PS is now calling for "cleaning the net". If you are not careful, you may violate the core values ​​of socialism. Let's do it. Besides, there is a saying, what is it called, if you see it, don't say it, don't spoil the old drivers. (눈_눈)