Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

Isn’t Gin called Kurosawa Jin?

Aren't Kurosawa Jin and Gin the same person?

Or is the world he is in now wrong?

Binga's mind was in a mess and he wondered if he was hallucinating.

He didn't even know how he got back to the ward, and he sat on the bed thinking over and over again.

Suddenly, I thought of the schizophrenic system in my brain.

At that time, I said I wanted a sunny, cheerful, and self-righteous gin. This couldn't be that gin!

WC!

"Little bastard, no, system, system, are you there, the system called the devil, if you are still alive, reply."

"Is it you who gave me the sunny and cheerful gin? If you don't reply, I will take it as your consent."

Thinking of this possibility, Binga couldn't wait a moment.

Go get your own gift.

Although he is not the real Gin, but... it feels refreshing to see him staring at Gin's face and crying.

You can adjust it into the shape you like.

discharge!

Must be discharged from hospital!

Binga hummed a little tune happily and came to the doctor's office again. After entering, he put his arm around the doctor's shoulders, pressed him on the stool, and said with a smile: "Brother, help me check a patient."

"Ah? Is there something wrong with this guy?" The doctor was confused. Although he was a member of the organization, he was just a weak doctor.

"No, please help me check it out. Let's check it out together if there's anything wrong. Don't let anyone else know." Binga gave him a look that said you understand, I understand, and everyone understands.

The doctor understood. He realized that this was not a mission. He just fell in love with this person while taking a walk. "Oh, you want to date this person!"

"Hiss~Cha!" Binga urged.

After a while, the information was found and the electronic version of the examination report was already on the doctor's computer.

Binga checked each item one by one, and asked the doctor next to him if he didn't understand.

"This person just has some stomach problems, caused by irregular diet," the doctor looked at the examination report on the computer and reminded him, "He doesn't have any infectious diseases and is in good health. You can go and bathe without worry."

After that, he stuffed a phone number into Binga's hand and said, "Contact information, figure it out yourself."

"Thank you, I want to be discharged from the hospital." Binga took the phone number and remembered that he had nothing on him now, so he borrowed the doctor's phone and called Gin.

The other end picked up the call after a while.

"Hey, Gin, I'm out of money. I have a cell phone, so have someone send it to me. I'm also preparing a car."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end, then he said "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, Vodka came to Binga's ward with clothes, cosmetics, wigs, cash, bank cards, mobile phones, computers, and car keys.

"My eldest brother asked me to bring this to you." Vodka always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what it was. It seemed that his eldest brother was angry with Binga, but also not angry with Binga.

Not really, it seemed like he was the only one allowed to be angry with Binga.

If I can’t figure it out, I won’t think about it.

Maybe it’s because they are all Big Brother’s people.

Binga turned on his computer, transferred some of his money to the existing card, and then started picking clothes.

The clothes are very complete, including men's and women's clothes, as well as various types of wigs.

Grace's identity could no longer be used, and her face had been seen by the police.

Finally, Binga picked out a pair of white flared cropped pants, a blue stand-up collar A-line ruffled sleeveless shirt, a pair of flat white shoes, and finally chose a shoulder-length, slightly curly black-brown wig from among the many wigs.

Finally, she started to paint on her face, put on a wig, looked left and right in the mirror, and only after making sure there was nothing wrong did she ask, "Where is the car parked?"

Vodka opened his mouth wide and was speechless. He watched Binga change from a man into a woman.

"Hey, are you coming back to your senses?" Binga lifted his hair and complained, "This wig is so crudely made, it feels fake."

"Ah? Oh, the car is in parking space 46 in the parking lot." Vodka came to his senses and put the useless things back in the suitcase.

Binga put his computer, phone, and wallet in his only commuter bag, slung it over his shoulder, and said to Vodka, "I'm seriously injured. I need to rest for a while."

"Ah?" Vodka didn't understand but was shocked. His elder brother also said that he wanted to take a vacation and that he had mental problems and asked for three months' leave.

No, why does everyone need to take a vacation?

Binga ignored Vodka and went straight to the parking lot after being discharged from the hospital. He came to parking space No. 46 and found a Porsche Cayenne, which should have been found in Gin's garage.

But some can just drive, otherwise you will have to take a taxi back to the safe house.

After getting in the car, he hummed a little tune and entered the previous phone number into the new phone, then tore the paper into pieces and threw them into the trash can.

And Gin was already waiting in the parking lot.

At this time, he was standing in Binga's blind spot. As long as Binga started the car, he pretended to be hit and then blamed him.

Gin always felt that this operation was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he decided to trust Vodka this time.

Binga had just started the car and drove it one meter away when he heard a bang and saw a white humanoid creature flying out.

He looked around and decided to get out of the car, kill the man, throw him in the car and send him to the crematorium for disposal.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw the gifts lying on the ground, and I seemed...dizzy.

Binga: ...It seems like something is wrong, as if I'm being scammed, but for the sake of his face, I'll take him away first.

He reached out his hand to check and found that the person was still breathing, not dead. He carried the person into the car and decided to take him to a regular hospital for a check-up. After all, this was an organized hospital and there was no guarantee that they would be seen by others.

Since we have decided to hide the piano in a secret place, we must not let anyone in the organization know about this, let alone Gin.

Otherwise he would definitely kill the person.

Binga took the person to Mihua Hospital and checked him out according to the procedures. There was nothing wrong with him, he just fainted for unknown reasons.

The doctor couldn't find out what was wrong, he just sent the patient to the ward, and he opened his eyes after a while.

Seeing this, Binga came up to him and said with concern: "You are awake. I accidentally bumped into you in the parking lot. There were too many people in the general hospital, so I brought you to Mihua Hospital."

"Are you okay? The doctor didn't find out why you fainted, he just said it might have been caused by the impact."

Seeing that Binga cared about him so much, Gin thought that Vodka was still of some use, so he went back and gave him an extra month's bonus.

"Oh, I see. It's not your fault. I was in a bad mood so I didn't pay attention."

Gin artificially held his forehead with his hand and pressed his temple with his thumb, as if he was in great pain.

"Are you in a bad mood? Do you mind if I ask?" Binga was a little curious. This person seemed to be in a trance both times.