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Chapter 373-372- Rum's Ending Act [Part [-]] (two chapters in one)

Hearing this, Calvados was slightly taken aback.

What's going on here?
That Gin in the organization actually intervenes in other people's missions?

You know, this is a big taboo.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard Qin Jiu add lightly:

"Calvados, there are a lot of public security and police officers around now, you have to monitor them, and you can't move them around at will."

"...Just leave this task to me. I will be responsible for picking up Rum and protecting his safety."

Calvados: "..."

Although I felt a little surprised and something was wrong in my heart, it was gin after all.

Considering that his finishing task had not been completed, Calvados agreed after thinking about it, and truthfully told Gin where Rum was.

Anyway, Rum is also a very insecure and suspicious old fox.

If you can see that the person who responds is a powerful loyal minister like Qin Jiu... you should feel more at ease, right?
Thinking of this, he hung up the phone, stopped thinking about it, and left it to Gin to handle it.

……

the other side.

After finishing the call, Qin Jiu stood on the rooftop of a military base, with the helicopter parked quietly behind him.

A gust of cold wind blew in his face, ruffling his silver hair under the brim of his hat.

Gin stood on the edge of the roof and looked out, the scenery of most of the suburbs stretched out in front of his eyes.

He never expected that the incident would develop like this.

Rum was attacked and seriously injured...

This should be Keshwasser's masterpiece, right?

But how did that kid do it?
Not only has he accurately grasped Rum's position, but he can also succeed in a sneak attack on his own, killing most of Rum's staff in one pot?

Even Rum himself was severely injured and unable to move...

I have to say that this is indeed a great opportunity to stop those rats who are about to move.

But now, he can only sigh.

For a long time, my work and my responsibility to the organization have always been with me and I can't let go of them.

And this is how he will one day think about the same things as those rats, no different from the essence of rats, and trample on the collective order for personal purposes.

Gin couldn't help laughing at himself.

Really answered that sentence.

The brave dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon.

It's ironic that people who are eliminating rats every day end up thinking about things that have the same purpose as rats.

One unruly gear can threaten everything.One part unwilling to do its job can destroy the whole machine.

And now, apart from Keshwasser, there seems to be one more gear.

——After that phone call, Qin Jiu naturally knew what he wanted to do next.

At this time, the door of the roof opened, and Vodka came in from the corridor outside.

"Brother, Chianti and Cohen have been safely transferred and returned to the stronghold. They were not tracked by the police during the period, and we also..."

"We are also preparing to evacuate."

Gin turned around to answer the conversation, clutching the pistol tightly in his pocket.

The familiar cold trigger at his fingertips made him feel at ease, and his determination became more and more firm.

"Vodka, go and drive my car back to the stronghold first, and prepare another car for me before leaving."

Vodka was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded and asked, "Ah, yes, but brother..."

"I still have tasks."

Gin took a deep breath and said in a cold tone, "The contact from above is a task that has to be completed."

"..."

Upon hearing that it was a mission, Vodka didn't say anything, nodded, and walked down the roof respectfully.

Less than 2 minutes later, Gin slowly came to the ground alone, got into a car prepared by Vodka, lit the ignition, and started.

The black car looks like a mechanical beast.

After the roar of the engine, it quickly rushed into the night.

It didn't take long.

The car traveled through the suburbs, through sparsely populated streets, through mountain roads... and finally stopped opposite the fire in the construction building.

Here is where Calvados offers.

Looking at the three figures outside the car, Gin Jiu didn't even notice where Rum was for a while.

It wasn't until he thought about it quietly for a moment that he stopped his complicated gaze on that horrible scorched black figure.

……

Along the road, there was the screeching of car brakes.

Rum sat on the ground panting.

Seeing this car coming, his expression finally eased a little.

He desperately wanted to get in the car and go back to organize, but he frowned, and found that the people sitting in the car didn't seem right.

Calvados doesn't have long hair.

It was not Calvados who drove here.

Under his gaze, a man with a hat, a long black trench coat, and silver hair like Curacao slowly got out of the car.

There was a sense of coldness in every move that strangers should not enter, which even changed the atmosphere of the scene instantly.

Seeing this, Rum opened his mouth in shock.

When he saw this silver-haired man, his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Such is life.

Before the dust settles, you never know if the next moment will surprise or frighten you.

Also.

The two snipers who were standing by foolishly didn't know anything.

They only knew that the member who came to pick them up was a man code-named Calvados who spoke strange Japanese, that's all.

However, when they saw the silver-haired man approaching them without saying a word, the two of them felt an unprecedented warning sound from all over their bodies.

Not because of what the man did.

It was because of the man's walking posture, breathing, the heaviness revealed by his appearance, and the uncomfortable feeling that people could not see his eyes clearly because of the long hair and the brim of the hat, all of which merged into an unspeakable sense of oppression, making the two of them Muscles tense for no reason, tense up.

"Gin?"

Seeing the approaching figure, Rum came back to his senses, raised his head reluctantly and said.

"Why are you here, Calvados?"

"..."

Gin didn't speak.

A weak old man who had lost a leg and whose whole body was scorched, could not be seen as a person, sat quietly in front of him.

The fragile scene in front of him made him unable to look away.

He opened the phone's call history and threw it on Rum's blackened lap.

Seeing the above call record with Calvados's number not long ago, Rum's heart sank, his face was cloudy and uncertain, "I see."

"His purpose has been achieved."

The hand with gin in his pocket moved, looked down at Rum, and said.

For a man of his age, who can still sit in a high position in the organization for so long, Rum is really a good dancer.

Unfortunately.

Ambitious people will eventually shatter his legend and pursue greater power.

——He met Keshwaser, a dazzling dance master who can dance on the tip of a knife.

"What are you talking about?" Rum was silent for a while, and asked with some foreboding.

"Remind me of my own purpose." Qin Jiu replied without emotion, recalling what Bai Chuanyou once said in his mind.

Chaos does not lead to a better future for an organization.

Weeding also requires root removal.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no thousand days to guard against a thief...

Then, he exhaled lightly, as if he was brewing a breath.

Immediately, without warning, he raised his hand and fired two shots to the side with awe-inspiring eyes.

boom!boom!
It didn't take much effort, each of the two snipers was shot between the eyebrows, and they were killed in an instant, and they didn't even see Gin Jiu's drawing action before they died.

The shell casings that fell off fell to the ground, bounced and rolled against the sides of the two corpses, soaked in blood.

After finishing all this, Qin Jiu lowered his arms silently, waiting for a gust of night wind to blow by.

The road was silent again.

"Your purpose...?"

Watching this scene, Rum's initial nervousness turned into anxiety.

Keshwasser was never alone in his adversary, and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

He knew that he would not survive tonight.

He was caught straight, and he couldn't escape, especially when the person who came to kill him was Gin Jiu.

His only chance is to find a way to make Qin Jiu change his mind as much as possible before the deadline comes.

His weak body binds him, and his only weapons are words.

"You need to be responsible to me, Gin, just like you are responsible to your father."

Rum said in a low voice.

As the elder of the organization, Rum, who was sitting in the second-in-command position, of course knew some of Gin's weaknesses.

responsibility, father.

Every word cuts deeper than a knife.

"The meaning of you is to obey me." Rum growled hoarsely.

"No, it is this organization I swear to obey."

Gin repeated coldly without any effort or hesitation:

"...not just me, including Keshwasser, everything we do is for the future of the organization from beginning to end."

This is what Gin had said to Rum on the day Shirley defected.

It was also what Bai Chuanyou said to himself on the day of the unification of positions.

They obey Rum, but that doesn't mean they are Rum's private property.

Besides, a slap can't make a sound.

Small-scale internal suppression and wearing small shoes have risen to blatant assassination and finding fault...

From that moment on, the organization's second-in-command was disqualified.

"This responsibility is also my responsibility."

Rum's voice brought him back to reality.

He supported the ground tightly with his palms, and even some blood oozes from his joints.

"You're part of the organization too, Gin."

"...But what did you do? Just to show favoritism and tolerance for Keshwasser, after that kid made more and more rampant mistakes and endangered the organization, but you still turned a blind eye."

"What are you trying to achieve? Friendship? Or vanity? Where did your obedience go at that time?"

His words were like a whip, hitting Gin's face sentence by sentence.

Gin looked at Rum.

This disease has been allowed to breed for too long.

Under his madness, how much kindness has he shown to this organization?

"I worked hard all over the world, cleaning undercover agents, raising funds, running organizations, and cleaning up the mess of the Koji Haneda case..."

"For the organization, and for you, Rum. After so many years, do you dare to say that you have done it too?"

After Gin's indifferent questioning, Rum hesitated like wet fireworks.

He desperately wanted to explode, but he knew in his heart that nothing could burn him.

Losing his confidants and minions, the gunship was driven away by Gin's action team. Bourbon, Gin, and Calvados were all more or less involved with Keshwasser...

Even that gentleman was very disappointed in him and regarded him as the second in command of the dignified organization as an abandoned child.

The things that belong to him are probably only a mouth that can speak well, and a rotten life that has not been taken away, right?

Thinking of this, Rum's anger rose instantly, emitting poisonous gas like an alchemy pot.

"I suffer no less than you."

"That gentleman handed over the second position to me, proving that I am the only suitable candidate."

"...you may see me as an enemy, Gin, but until then, I'm still part of the organization, a very important part, and you need to be responsible to me."

"If you're a smart decision maker, you should put your guns away and stay out of this personal vendetta."

Personal matters?
Hearing this, Qin Jiu couldn't help but sneer.

In the past, they pretended to be righteous, and talked about the interests of the organization as a whole.

Now that the dog has jumped the wall in a hurry, has the internal struggle caused by suspicion of Keshwasser been completely regarded as a personal grievance?
What a stealthy concept!

After laughing, Gin shook his head helplessly.

If I had been firmer, I might have been able to end all of this earlier.

Although he stood in line bit by bit and chose the path of Keshwasser, from the beginning to the end, he never stood on the bright side and dared to join Keshwasser in killing the necrotic flesh and blood of Rum. Cut off.

Therefore, the chaos caused by the internal struggle hurt a lot of the vitality of the organization.

In a sense, Rum is really his responsibility.

On the other hand, it was the opponent's shady methods and schemes that made him completely determined to put on today's outfit.

Thinking of this, he looked at Rum, and said bluntly with some exclamation:
"The night Shirley was imprisoned, if you hadn't tried so hard to beat my responsibilities, I'm afraid I would have sided with Keshwasser earlier."

"...In short, I can't confirm whether I am a smart decision maker, but I know what I should do now."

After speaking, Gin came to Rum, squatted down, and looked directly at his blood-stained and bruised body.

Under Rum's worried gaze, Gin put his hand on his shoulder.

Through the scorched and wrinkled skin, he could feel his old and broken bones.

Gin's heart vibrated slightly.

Rum looked up at him, the dark eyes sharpening.

Like shards of stained glass, the pistol gradually raised in Gin's hand was reflected.

"As the second in command of the organization, you have always been my responsibility, Rum."

The coldness in the night wind permeated his voice, and the coldness condensed into one body like substance.

The once indecisive gin has been burned out, leaving only a mass of cold darkness and ash.

"You don't have to worry about people failing you anymore."

In this way, some rabbits and foxes finished speaking sadly.

He took his hand off Rum's shoulder, and in its place, the pistol moved slowly, resting in front of the old fellow's heart.

Gin didn't speak any more.

Hook your fingertips and pull the trigger directly.

Suddenly, a fleeting tongue of flame spewed out from the muzzle of the gun.

The whole process didn't last long.

The bullet completely pierced Rum's shriveled heart, and it only took less than half a second.

In front of the gin, Rum's eyes were closed, and his chin rested weakly in his hand.

The rapid heartbeat gradually calmed down, Gin took back the phone, picked up the USB flash drive on the ground, and Rum's computer, and prepared to take it back to the car.

——From the beginning to the end, in order to keep the gentleman's secret, Rum deliberately didn't even look at the USB flash drive... But this was still noticed by Gin.

After doing all this, he stood up and lit a cigarette for himself.

Losing the support point, Rum's body fell backwards, dark red blood flowed from the blood hole in the chest cavity, and flowed into the dark corner.

With a slight flick of his index finger, Gin flicked the lit match to Rum.

The match touches the remaining fuel, rekindling the flame that envelops the other party.

Instead of watching this scene, Gin turned around silently, stopped for a while facing the distant city, smoked out his cigarette, and then walked slowly towards the car.

The chill of the night wind stirred up a few strands of silver hair.

Rum's body was a few meters behind him, burning.

Every action has consequences.

For him, this consequence should be a heavy burden, but Gin doesn't care about the weight.

Facing the night wind, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet and crushed it, but he felt a lot more relaxed.

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　Thank you Magic Diamond for the 200 point reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)