【Red G】Let him fall

He just turned his back and left.

Hideo Akai pinched the bridge of his nose facing the computer screen, he knew deeply why he should question Arnaud Morrells, a pure anger surged in his finger veins, he had no choice but to put his finger on his own the bridge of the nose.

Arnold looked at him politely from a distance, with a distant smile on his lips.Gin, who came out of the interrogation room, was directly put on a black blindfold.

Akai Shuichi just turned his back and left in the opposite direction where Gin was taken away.

Judy just recounted tonight's plan in detail. She also said that Kamel took the initiative to join, regardless of the purpose or why, and she also said that she can bear the consequences of losing the FBI job regardless of whether the plan succeeds or fails.

Akai listened to her half-heartedly, and finally smiled and said, it's not that serious, and there is James.

Judy seems to say something else, about odds of success, or something.Then she went out and closed the door softly.

Akai reopened the surveillance video in the basement of the prison, and the camera was aimed at a secret door.At 4:43 in the morning, Gin was dragged out of the house by an FBI. The blond man managed to walk a few steps, then slumped and knelt on the ground, and the FBI had no choice but to pull him again.Akai turned off the monitor.

He just turned his back and left.

"This is a stimulant." Arnold pointed to the liquid injected by the needle on the back of Gin's right hand. Right? Because I took the medicine for four hours... Be strong."

Gin never thinks, Arnold, you can kill me, if you have the ability, kill me.He didn't think about it because it was impossible for Arnold to kill him.

A Nuo pierced his nails with silver needles, and was worried that he would bite his tongue; A Nuo created a drowning and suffocating environment for him, and had to count the seconds to observe his breathing rate, lest he really accidentally die of the brain; Nuo is now giving him two kinds of liquids, and the dose must be controlled to the limit accepted by the human body.It's embarrassing for the FBI chief. Gin was unusually clear-headed, and the stimulants took the lead.

A Nuo said impatiently before, you either don't tell, or you tell the truth, but you lied. Gin looked at A Nuo like a fool, how could this elite be so stupid.

He gains very little in his life, but always loses, although he doesn't know what loss is.He is very obedient, he always does what his husband asks him to do, and lives like a machine that doesn't even need gasoline.His academic performance is good, his marksmanship is also commendable, and he is willing to drive an antique classic car to rescue injured colleagues in the organization.Whatever he wants to do, he can definitely do it. Anyway, he never cares about himself, and of course he will not fail if he takes his life to do it.

So, when Gin made up his mind not to say anything, no one could pry his mouth open.Some people hated him, wanted him to be covered in bruises, wanted him to be ashes, and wanted him to fall from the altar.what is the relationship?What else can't he do?

You have nothing to gain but kill me.Why do you not understand?

The fool. Gin looked at A Nuo - this high-ranking FBI official who was willing to waste his time here - and almost laughed.If you were my subordinate, your wages would definitely be deducted. Gin thought.

Akai skillfully peeled an apple.

Vermouth squinted and said unhappy, "I don't want to eat apples."

Originally wanted to cut it into pieces for her to eat... Akai raised his eyebrows and looked at the naked apple, nodded and said, "Okay." Then he directly stuffed the apple into his mouth, and took a bite.

The woman's beautiful eyebrows and eyes finally got rid of the previous lifelessness. She sat up with her arms propped up, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Rye."

It's been a long time since anyone called him that.

Akai only felt that the sweetness of the apple slipped into the esophagus, fell into the stomach, and turned into bitterness.

"Isn't it hard work? You have dark circles under your eyes." Vermouth, who also had black eyes, asked, but her black eyes carried the breath of death.

He has more than just dark circles.After deciding to come to the hospital to see Vermouth, Akai finally remembered to look in the mirror and pay attention to his image, only to see the stubble that he hadn’t shaved for at least three days. Scars, a small drop of blood fell.

The sun shines on the woman's hair through the window, which is the only remaining temperature this winter.She lowered her head and said, "Is the information I gave you not helpful? Let me tell you..." Vermouth said patiently, "Gin knows where the organization has gone."

the fifth time. Vermouth told him for the fifth time that Gin knew.

"I understand what you said." Akai nodded absently. So what if Gin knows?He wasn't going to say it anyway.

Akai also thought, Vermouth is really a qualified tainted witness, she used to be a woman who kept secrets first, and two and a half of the three sentences that slipped out of her mouth were false.

fake.

do you understand?do you understand what I said?

"Do you understand?" Vermouth looked at him, the warm winter light in his hair.

Akai Shuichi always thought that Gin knew where the organization had gone, what an obvious answer, every time Gin said he didn't know, calmly and deliberately, as if full of magic, made the FBI unwilling to give up interrogating him until he got an answer.

When did Gin's ability disappoint Akai Shuichi?He said he didn't know, but made everyone believe that he knew.

That night he stood at the door of the villa where Vermouth was under house arrest. Their eyes met, and those fleeting questions suddenly became clear. He should have realized that Vermouth never told the truth directly.The man really didn't know where the organization had gone.

Gin is like a kite with a broken string, but it has to withstand all the storms.

Akai took another bite of the apple."I'll bring him out," he said.

"I want to eat an apple, Rye." Vermouth looked at the knife peeling the apple, and said in a breathy voice, "You have to remember, Gin and I are people from the organization."

These words carry inexplicable weight.But she smiled, Vermouth's smile was always sharp, covered with layers of masks, but this smile was soft, but gradually faded away like drops of water dripping on paper.

The effect of the stimulant was gradually suppressed, and the tranquilizer slowly paralyzed Gin's brain.He was still listening to the beating sound of his chest and heart before, and his train of thought extended from Arnold's stalking Christmas Eve to the fierce power struggle of the FBI's top management, and he answered the repeated questions of Arnold's assistant opposite him without delay. ask questions.

Until the tranquilizer eroded his blood vessels from all directions, and the stimulant also penetrated into every cell of his body, which made Gin lose the concept of time, and his consciousness wandered between sobriety and chaos.The man was still asking questions, and Gin had to think over every sentence several times before he could say what he wanted to say correctly.

A Nuo's voice seemed to linger in his ears: "You are really useless."

"You useless thing!" Nine-year-old Gin was pushed away violently, staggering and falling aside.Rum, who was not a few years older than him, gave him a vicious look.

Then Rum took his place, set up the gun skillfully, and quickly made up for the target that Gin hadn't shot for a long time before.There was a lot of commotion under the rooftop because of the sudden death.

"Trash." Rum said coldly, not even looking at him anymore, "If you don't dare to kill someone, get out."

The older members of the organization also looked half-smiling. They packed up their outfits indifferently and left the rooftop. No one called Gin to go with them.

Gin walked to the edge of the rooftop, and the target who had just been shot was surrounded by the panicked crowd.He hooked the gun in his hand, which was too heavy for a child, and suddenly felt that whether the world was good or not had nothing to do with him.

"You really don't think you are abandoned?" Arnold asked him jokingly.

"Can you cover for the organization's departure?" Mister asked him.

Standing in the huge private living room of her husband, Gin felt that the expensive mahogany floor suddenly disappeared under her feet, and she stepped on the ground.He was no longer needed, and was floating in the empty, gray courtyard of the orphanage again.

"Okay, I can." Another thread was broken from his connection with the world.

"Who are you protecting?" Arnold bewitched, looking into Gin's eyes, feeling like he was about to touch a layer of unknown emotion.

Gin wanted to live by himself, but he couldn't.Later, my husband saved him once, and then asked him to join the organization. He had no idea about the organization, so when my husband asked him to go, he went.Later, he met Rye, a partner full of hypocrisy and hypocrisy, living enthusiastically, loving the world, loving his girlfriend, and being able to enjoy a mess for a long time.

a beam of light.

People in the organization don't like light, they don't even think about it, and they don't even look at it. Gin thought he was very interesting, he not only thought about it, saw it, but also tried to get close to it.

Then Gin understood.The light was not here to save him, but to crush him.What does it matter?Light is always light, what do you care what he wants to do?

He can't say that killing people is like chopping vegetables, but he can't count the dead souls under his command. Sometimes he still feels bloody in the coffee when he drinks it.He really didn't bother to remember who those dead souls were.

Killing Akemi Miyano is not the most difficult one, but she is the most special one. Rye likes her so much, holding her in the palm of his hand, like an angel.The organization sent her to rob a bank, a mission destined to fail.

He shot.

A Nuo looked intently at Gin's cold green eyes that gradually misted up, making the green waves rippling, looking extraordinarily clean and pure, a purity that shouldn't appear on a person like Gin.Medicine is indeed miraculous.

Gin desperately pulled his consciousness back, letting him figure out the current situation by himself.His heartbeat slowed to the limit, which made him cold, but his brain was hot on the contrary, which made him anxious.

Do not say.

The mist got thicker and thicker.

Gin leaned sideways and raised the gun to Akemi Miyano.

Don't say it, it's useless.

The bullet burst out, piercing Miyano Akemi's body and hitting Gin's own heart.deserved.

The water mist gathered uncontrollably, gathered again, and finally couldn't bear it, fell out of the eye socket, and a tear fell down.

"I'm sorry." Gin looked at Arnold Morel's face in confusion, and whispered the word with difficulty.

A Nuo was silent for a long time before he stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "This damn..." He was furious every word, "Damn physiological reaction!"

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