Summer 【Chiqin】

When he pointed the gun at Gin for the first time. Gin kissed him proactively for the first time.

The huge gap is filled with incongruous irony.As if to say what a heartless person he is. Gin's last move was far beyond his expectations.The man's demeanor was peaceful.His eyes were cold.There was blood on the corner of his mouth but he smiled.He froze in place at the sudden move.For the first time since the confrontation, he was caught off guard.

This mutual suspicion game is over.

Victory.

Not always.

He wondered if Gin's move might be the last expression of his true feelings.He thought it was obviously impossible.The purpose of that move is now very clear.

He thought he did underestimate Gin.

His name is not on the list of those involved in the annihilation of the dark organization.

Judy called and said uh James said you worked hard.explain.You should have a good rest first.show.

His well-meaning colleague reassured him that it was nothing, but couldn't hide the hesitation in his voice.

He wants to believe that it is really a subtle existence that can be broken with one blow.This is not only confirmed by the way he gets along with Gin.

So the end of the game is obvious.The appearance of a complete victory hides the essence of a mutual loss.

He lit a cigarette.Walk aimlessly on the street.The city was eerily quiet late at night.The street lamps cast a warm yellow halo.Cigarettes touch fresh wounds between lips.It was bitten out by the other party when I kissed Gin before.He thought Gin was really being polite.After firing a shot at him, he only reported such a small and delicate wound.

He held the cigarette between his fingers.I saw that the position of the cigarette holder was dyed red.Knowing that the fresh wound is oozing blood again.It still hurts.

He turned into a nearby hotel.

After finishing such a lengthy game.Just feel very tired.Although according to the original plan, it should be a busier night to wipe out the dark organization in one fell swoop.But now the whole mission has cut him out.He is smoking.A bitter and sweet taste mixed in the mouth.He thinks he needs to rest.

He needs to return to his original calm and comfortable state.To cope with today's complex situation.

He thought Gin's final blow was too harsh.

He wants Gin.

He wants Gin.

In a daze, I heard the phone ringing.Vermouth's name popped up on the screen.He frowned and quickly woke up.It had been less than three hours since Gin was arrested.The date is still stuck on the day when the fireworks bloomed.He thought this woman was just as exhausting to deal with as Gin.He presses the answer button.

the woman said.Are you still killing him softly? Rye.

He thought this was really the beginning without any detours.He said I gave up.

Why?

Because that's impossible.

So it turned to violence?

He frowned again at such words.He figured Gin had only been arrested less than three hours ago. Vermouth could not possibly have learned everything in such a short period of time.

He said.Is this also doubtful?

No.

The woman's lazy voice hit his eardrum slowly.

Vermouth said.This is sad.

He cuts off the phone.The time is twelve midnight.All the magic in fairy tales disappears at this moment.The world returns to its original appearance.He thought everything was as it should be.

Except for this unnecessary sadness.Everything is preordained.

He slept for a long time in a dark room.It's as if you're exhausted and can't lift your spirits.Fatigue is a haunting vine.Nearly two days have passed.He sat on the bed and smoked a cigarette, thinking that he would have such a decadent time.

He thought that Gin should have been escorted to the stronghold in Tokyo by this time.

He wants Gin.

The wound at the corner of the mouth no longer hurts.

And he found that he was still thinking about Gin.

He smoked in silence.Gray smoke slowly drifted into the dimly lit room.Think what to do.And really nothing should be done.

He pinched his cigarette.Decided to go back to Tokyo first.

The bustling city looks the same as ever.Not everyone can know what changes have taken place in the dark.Although he didn't participate in the operation, he still had a good idea of ​​the progress of annihilating the dark organization.

Because of the definite evidence, the Japanese police were also mobilized.But things did not go smoothly, and most of the people arrested were extremely low-level personnel.He thought there was no doubt that Vermouth had sensed something that night.As a result, most of the clues he had had lost their effectiveness.The only credit goes to Gin.

He captured Gin.

This sentence always makes people feel like a stick in the throat.

He was smoking in the room.It feels like a world away after just being away for a few days.Everything that happened here before seemed to suddenly disappear.He frowned.I know that this low mood will torture me for a long time.

But still indifferent.

It's not a question of how to do it.The answer has long been locked in reality.He has already given a very clear answer to Judy's question.

You wouldn't give up your mission for this person, would you?show.

He said no.

of course not.

He opens the refrigerator.The overcrowded beer cans stood cold where they had been.It was freezing cold.

Lucky.

The room was full of the man's breath.He thought he would torture himself like this for a long time.a long time.

But he is unwilling to change it by hand.Or get out of here.

He opened a can of beer.

Then the phone rang.The long-lost silence was broken.This is also inevitable.Bitter liquid slid down the throat.Doubt is a tiring thing, and not many people can hold on to it for very long.To annihilate this huge organization, his strength is indispensable.

He finally returned to the operation.

Was it the main force?

Then the situation took a subtle turn.With the understanding of dark organizations, the scope of the attack has been further expanded.The busy affairs somewhat concealed the unbearable sense of depression.Some higher-level people were gradually arrested, and they couldn't hide their astonishment when they saw him in the stronghold.He heard a man muttering to himself in despair, saying that Boss Gin really misjudged this time.

He found that this syllable, which was not a name, could still make his heart suddenly tense.

He opened his mouth.I do not wish to comment on such findings.

He wants Gin.

And I have been able to calmly accept that I still have such thoughts without frowning.

Also indifferent.Just think very calmly.

James never told him where to bet Gin.For various reasons, he didn't ask.In fact, this is also good.he thinks.He is also good at torture.But anyway, I don't want to take such a thing.He calmly directed his excellent subordinates to attack another stronghold of the dark organization.He thought it was fine.

Great progress ensued.The number of people arrested has increased dramatically.Some were handed over to the Japanese police.Some are directly responsible for them.Wearing multiple hats due to lack of manpower.On this day he escorted the prisoner to the place of torture.

At that time, I didn't have any unrealistic expectations in my heart.He thought of course that old fox James would not put such an important prisoner in such an obvious place.And ginger is of course old and spicy.

He saw Gin.

across a long distance.A brilliant golden illusion is quenched on the retina.

he thinks.It's over.