The Pitch Black Express Train Chapter 232: The Pitch Black Express Train (83)
"What's the matter with your injuries? Is there anyone else in this world who can hurt you? A woman with a mediocre appearance but a very hot figure clasped her hands on her shoulders and looked condescendingly at Kazama, who appeared out of nowhere.
"Of course I was shot, that guy was really ruthless, a shot directly broke one of my ribs, and also penetrated my right lobe, making me gasp for breath now." Saying this, Kazama really lowered his head and gasped for a few breaths, and the bleeding in his right lung seriously affected Kazama's mobility, "There's no time to say this, Vermouth, you come with me quickly!" ”
"How did you recognize me this time? The person I'm pretending to be this time is also a woman, even if there is some perfume or makeup smell, it's normal, and there is a problem with the figure, and there is nothing wrong with it, right? As Kazama spoke, she took out a small mirror and probed her body for any flaws, "Don't look, I didn't find you with my eyes." Kazama interrupted the woman's constant search for herself, "It's still the little bug I gave you, since you pinched it to death and summoned me, a smell that only can be smelled between them has wrapped around you, and it's not too easy to find you." Of course, Kazama didn't tell Vermouth the truth, because just in case, there were two other parasites lurking on her body and Bourbon's body, so that Kazama would always have a way to find their exact location.
"Not to mention the useless things, I'm looking for you because Gin is on the roof of the car right now, and I want to find you no matter what." Kazama said to Vermouth, who had disguised himself as an ordinary woman.
"What? Do you want to take your sister on an errand in exchange for that Sherry woman? Vermouth said in a private tone, but Kazama knew that this so-called grudge was deliberately pretended to tease her, Vermouth can be said to know Kazama very well, if Kazama really wanted to use Vermouth to make a deal with Gin, he wouldn't come over to find Vermouth like this, and he could talk and laugh with her, and then negotiate with her to take her to Gin to make a deal, in Kazama's opinion, this behavior is called hypocrisy. If Kazama really planned to do this, he would have known to talk to Vermouth about it, and then take her away, without giving her the slightest chance to resist.
"Of course not, I came here to inform you to take refuge in the front compartment, it's really not okay to save my life even if I get mixed in the front of the car, I'm still waiting for you to help me do the experiment."
"What? Your plan has failed? Vermouth said in surprise, although she was very aware of Gin's abilities, she also knew that Gin could be regarded as an all-rounder, and there were almost no dead ends in firearms, fighting, reasoning, and resourcefulness. It's a pity that the enemy he has to face this time is too terrifying, a little detective she calls a silver bullet, suppresses Gin from both reasoning and resourcefulness, and his combat ability is impossible for him to defeat this little ancestor in front of him no matter what, so Gin, a well-rounded all-rounder, can be said to have been completely suppressed. It's a shame that Vermouth didn't know that Shuichi Akai was still alive, and she made a move on Gin in her previous actions, otherwise she would have quietly mourned in her heart for Gin, and look at who you messed with?
"Our plan didn't fail, and the sniper had already been arranged, but Gin wanted to be in front of us, and before he boarded the mysterious train, he had already installed a vital signs monitoring device on his body, and once his heart stopped beating, he would immediately detonate all the bombs on the train, so ...... "Maybe the series of words is too much, or maybe it's more anxious in his heart, Kazama coughed violently, and his throat and eyes were accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which was indescribably uncomfortable." So...... The sniper saw the moment and shot Gin, and he just stood there dumbfounded, not reacting at all, so I had to help him take the bullet......" Kazama's words were a little choppy.
Hearing this, Vermouth leaned over to Kazama's side, crouched down to check the bleeding spot that Kazama had been holding with his left hand, "Let me see how serious it is." ”
"It's fine." Kazama let go of his left hand and exposed the wound to Vermouth, "Don't worry, this wound has been treated, and the wound in my lungs is no longer bleeding, but fortunately, this bullet is not left in my body, and it will heal completely after a while." It's just that the rib problem still needs to be recuperated for a few days to recover, and now my right hand basically has no practical effect. After speaking, Kazama covered the area of the wound with his left hand, not to stop the bleeding, but to relieve the pain, because of the blood in the lungs, every breath of Kazama would seem painful, and gently pressing it here with his hand could reduce the pain to a certain extent.
"Is there no other way?" Vermouth asked Kazama.
"I have no other way, unless you can help me rescue Ashbara, if I don't rescue her, this trip can almost be said to be completely meaningless, so I'd rather kill Gin myself, even if it is to detonate the entire mysterious train!" Kazama's expression when he spoke was a little hideous, no matter who was calculated like this, he couldn't maintain peace of mind, especially that person's combat ability was far weaker than Kazama's, obviously he already had the means to kill the other party easily, but he still had to be manipulated by the other party, and even relied on his own body to block the other party's bullets, Kazama didn't go on the spot and directly slashed Gin to death, it can already be said that Kazama was in a peaceful state of mind. This feeling is like an adult, finally pulling down his face to grab a child's lollipop, not only did he not grab it, but he was slapped twice in the face by the other party, and after smoking, you want to buy a few more lollipops to pay him, this feeling is not the grievance that everyone has experienced, and it is strange that this breath can be swallowed.
"You seem to be very annoyed that you will lose at Gin's hands?" It's easy for Vermouth to see through Kazama's mind.,Because it's been a month of getting along.,Vermouth already knows Kazama's character very well.,Kazama belongs to the kind of person who looks very approachable.,The type that can talk to anyone.,But hidden under the calm appearance.,In fact, his temper is a little irritable.,Plus Kazama's heart eyes are actually a little narrow.,It's likely to quarrel with people because of a little thing., If a person with such a personality controls a huge amount of power, it is very likely that he will lose control.
"I didn't lose!" Kazama replied quickly, his right hand unconsciously clenched into a small fist, completely ignoring the possibility of pulling the broken ribs.
Vermouth, who was squatting in front of Kazama, naturally found Kazama's clenched fist, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Kazama's small fist, and his right hand gently broke away Kazama's clenched fingers, "Kazama, ah......"
Hearing Vermouth's words, Kazama was directly stunned, life in Japan is very different from Kazama's previous experience, generally few people will call other people's full names, that is, the surname and first name are called together, and they generally choose to call according to the intimacy of the relationship. For example, ordinary friends can only call each other by their last names, just like Kudo and Mori; Closer friends, such as family, old classmates, girlfriends, boyfriends and girlfriends, or children, will call each other by their names, such as Shinichi, or even with Kiko's special new sauce (chyan), and if Kazama remembers correctly, this is the first time Vermouth has called him by his first name.