Who will develop loyalty to the place where they hurt themselves.

Gin didn't know.

But Xigong Yueyu obviously came back after escaping from the organization, and he hid his revenge thoughts very well, and no one thought that such a weak experimental subject child could do anything, until he showed his ability, and changed from an experimental subject with no human rights to a little guy who looked a little useful.

Nishinomiya Yueyu is weak and has a very poor physique, but he is smart enough, even calmer and more cautious than most adults, and very likable, and ......

Ruthless enough.

Gin still remembers that the boss at that time became interested in Nishinomiya Yueyu and made him an official member of the organization.

Then he sent a few seemingly impossible tasks to Nishinomiya Yueyu.

I don't know how many people plan to watch the joke, after all, Xigong Yueyu was just a five or six-year-old child at that time, and he grew slower than others, and he might only reach the adult's thigh when he stood up straight, as if he could be blown down by the wind at any time.

But he got those tasks done. Whether it's assassination or stealing information, this kid can do it in his own way. Over time, the voice of him in the organization became much quieter, and there were even a few opportunistic people who came to stammer - it was obvious that the talent shown by Xigong Yueyu was enough for him to be focused on cultivating, and his status in the future might be higher.

Of course, Gin's status at that time was not as high as it is now, and he was just a fledgling teenager who suffered more than others before becoming a member who could get a code name.

When he heard others laughing at the existence of Xigong Yueyu, he didn't speak, nor did he refute, ignoring those miscellaneous fish as if he had passed by countless times.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was sneering.

He had seen Xigong Yueyu's talent earlier than everyone else.

Outside the cold white laboratory, there is a forbidden area that no one wants to go to. There are countless "test subjects" housed there, animals, people. The organization will only ensure their basic survival, but will not give them any excessive supplies. On the other side of there, there are dormitories for the low-level members who have not yet received their code names.

There is a world of difference.

No one wonders what hell is on the other side.

No one wants to experience it, and the instructors of the lively devil training have intimidated countless times, and if the mission fails, it is very likely that they will be sent directly to the laboratory - if they are a little more dish, their physique is not up to standard, and they will not even be able to make the test subject.

Gin shrugged off these threats at the time, as he was genius enough to learn anything quickly when he trained.

However, I have also heard a few teenagers who are also low-level personnel muttering that if the mission fails and really wants to enter the laboratory, it is better to swallow a gun and commit suicide on the spot, than to become inhuman and ghostless.

He actually agreed.

This speculation continued until he was once assigned to pick up a document near the lab.

The speed of copying is very slow, and the progress bar is slower than the speed of a snail, and if it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have been distracted to observe something else. But Gin just stared intently at the progress bar, not interested in the mystical lab.

Until he saw the side door being pushed open.

At first, he didn't see anyone, and thought that someone had pushed the door and didn't come in, and then he looked down.

The pitifully small child stood there, too short, and blocked by the table, so he didn't even see the other enter the door.

Thin and pale, his eyes looked extraordinarily large, and his white hair hung limply down the sides of his cheeks, and the ends of his hair were a little indigo. Gin still can't forget those blue eyes. It is reminiscent of the eyes of a kitten that has not yet faded its blue membrane, innocent, delicate, without a trace of emotion.

- It's a test subject who sneaked out.

He reacted quickly, frowning, not sure what he should do. He has always only completed his own task and called it a day, and will never do anything superfluous, but the subject's affairs seem to be very important, and if he doesn't care about this child, he may be held accountable, and maybe he will be rewarded.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and the kid spoke first.

"You're not a test subject?"

Gin was a little shocked, he had never been in contact with children who were too young, and he didn't know what kind of children could talk and walk, and what kind of words they could say. But even if you don't understand it at all, you can feel that this child is a little overmature.

"It's so rare to see someone else." The kid continued, "You seem to be a low-level person in the organization's culture, looking at your eyes, are you trying to arrest me?" ”

Gin:......

He was immersed in immersion for a while, and if this expression was seen by someone who knew him well, he might be shocked - Gin's dead face actually had an expression!

In addition to being shocked, he also developed a certain curiosity.

Could it be that there is a drug in the organization research that promotes the development of IQ? It seems that it is not impossible for mass production of high-IQ children to occupy the world or something......

It may be that after all, the rebellious period of the young man has attacked, and Gin squats down and does not notify others at the first time.

"Who are you?"

"I don't have a name—Ahh The child struggled to say a few words, he was only wearing a white dress, which was not enough for the child to keep warm, "The subject doesn't need a name. What about you? ”

Gin, or Kurosawa, who had not yet received a code name, thought for a moment and replied, "The low-level personnel don't need names. ”

"I really don't treat people as human beings." The child muttered, "But I feel like you'll have a name soon." ”

"Oh?"

He pointed to Kurosawa's hand, "Cocoon, thicker than many adults, you may be very good at using guns, better than many others - and you don't feel like anyone else." ”

He said a few words that Kurosawa couldn't understand for the time being: "It's like the difference between the protagonist and the dragon set, the boss and the passerby in the manga. ”

Hearing the word "boss", Kurosawa's expression changed. If there's anything he's afraid of in the organization, it's the boss he can't mention.

"Don't mention that gentleman, don't you want to die?"

"Say it as if my life is my life." The child looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, but he was tired from rolling his eyes, so he glanced at Kurosawa, "Your copy of the file is complete." ”

Kurosawa didn't get up to get the USB stick at the first time, he was really interested in this kid now.

"Look what I do." Probably because his presence disrupted the child's plans, the child looked impatient, "Your mission has been accomplished. ”

He was ordered to be evicted by a small person.

Kurosawa wasn't angry at all, he just stood up and took the USB flash drive, and when he was about to say something, the member of the organization who assigned him to pick up the documents came in.

Of course, I also saw children dressed in white.

Under Kurosawa's gaze, the kid who was still bored put on Abba Aba's expression as quickly as he could, his brows furrowed, and his eyes widened.

Started crying.

"Wow-"

Kurosawa: ......

It may be because he has been paralyzed all year round, so he pays special attention to this kind of person who changes his face quickly.

He heard the astonished voice of the member of the group: "Ah! How did you get out...... What are you looking at? Why don't you send the documents over soon? ”

A trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the low-level members who had no human rights, and they left obediently.

But Kurosawa remembered that there was such a child.

Soon after, his status had risen to the top of his life, at least without the need to be classified as useless waste like the rest of the teenagers. Even if he is a member of the organization, he will be afraid when he sees him - young and brutal people are always the fastest to improve their presence.

It won't be long before he will become an official member, and it is estimated that it will not be a problem to get a code name.

He saw the little one again.

It was very well-behaved to be held by the scientific researchers in the organization, and it seemed that a woman named Miyano Elena had a kind expression, and she carefully peeled off the candy wrapper of the lollipop for the child and teased the child in her hand.

For some reason, he saw a loveless look on the child's face.

"Not interested in sugar?" Elena Miyano rummaged through her bag, "Do you want cookies?" ”

The child replied softly: "I want to ......"

Kurosawa stood on the other end, genuinely shocked for a few seconds.

Probably because of living in hellish conditions, whether teenagers or girls are busy fighting for their own survival, they have never heard such a — uh, so — delicate voice.

Commonly known as "clip sound".

He was a little skeptical that the child he had seen that day was the same as this one, but after observing, Kurosawa soon found that among all the children, he was the only one with white hair and blue eyes, which was particularly obvious, and he would never recognize the wrong person. And only he was given more attention by Elena Miyano.

This time, because Elena Miyano was always present, Kurosawa was unable to get close to the child.

The third time, when he finally had another chance to spend time with the child, it was in the organized hospital. He was injured on a mission and was not very serious, but in order not to leave the sequelae, he had to lie in the hospital bed for a few more days so that his bones could heal.

It's so boring, in the pale ward, you can only eat bland□□ food every day, you have to follow the health of the hospital, you can't smoke or drink, you go to bed early and get up early, and you watch different people walk in the corridor every day.

It's like seeing a bunch of garbage.

The energetic adolescent Kurosawa was eager to go out and find a random ward to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and he couldn't accept that he was also a member of the waste—his entire right leg was tied with a plaster cast.

In this humiliating situation, he saw the blue-eyed child again. He didn't look as thin as he did at the beginning, maybe because of the preference of the Miyano couple, or maybe something else, in short, he was much healthier, and his mental state was better, and he was even a little stunned when he saw Gin, and he didn't have time to perform the Abba Abba set right away.

Kurosawa stopped him decisively: "Stop, I know you're not that stupid." ”

"Oh......"

The light-haired kid looked a little regretful for a walk down the corridor, and he followed Kurosawa to the other party's hospital room, and although it was a four-person room, the other patients had moved out for various reasons.

The biggest reason is that someone who was sitting lame on the bed had a black line on his face and almost tripped over various machines in the ward.

Probably because the disguise was pierced, the child did not continue to Abba Aba, but was very disgusted: "How can you run out by yourself?" What if there are sequelae? Aunt Elena would be angry when she saw such a mess on the floor. ”

Kurosawa was dismissive.

"Do you want to be a cripple forever?" The child saw the business card set up by the bedside to make it easier for the nurse to take care of the patient, and read it, "Kurosawa, Kurosawa...... Brother Kurosawa, do you want to limp forever? ”

This was probably the only thing that could threaten Kurosawa, and he was a little more secure and sat down on the bed.

"You look good."

"Of course." When the children couldn't reach the chairs, they ripped off Kurosawa's pillow and put it on the ground as a tatami mat, "The experiment is going to stop, and I can leave this place next month." ”

"Leave?" That sounds like a pretty distant word. For Kurosawa, there was no departure, only death.

He couldn't deny it, he felt that this child was going to be executed.

It should be better to be a white bone in a mass grave than to be an experiment.

"I've heard what other patients have to say about you. Do tasks like a madman. The little old god looked at his right leg on the ground, "Why do you want to work so hard for this organization?" ”

"If you're not crazy, how can you live?"

"Well, that makes a lot of sense." The child took his unfinished breakfast at the bedside, a banana, "Maybe you are very talented and energetic, but you must always learn to calm down." Too crazy a flame will only burn itself out. ”

"It's better than mermaid meat."

The child could tell that he was sarcastic, and he sat on the pillow, holding a banana in his somewhat fleshy fingers: "I didn't try to persuade you to settle down, it's just that you can learn more things." Even if it's just a murderous knife, you have to think about how to sharpen yourself......"

"Will you?"

“…… If you want to hear it. ”

So they talked a lot, and there was some content, and even Kurosawa at that time felt cold-blooded. The child soon got tired and threw the half-eaten banana into the trash: "When will I get full teeth...... he complains.

Kurosawa looked at the banana, not caring about this level of food waste, and the look in his eyes that brought surprise to the child for the first time: "You fit in here." ”

"But I'm leaving." The child showed off, he stood up, dragged the dirty pillow to another bed, and gave the pillow on the other bed to Kurosawa, "What should I say to you, I wish you a bright future?" ”

Kurosawa was a little convinced that he would break away from the organization, so he just nodded solemnly and didn't say anything more.

It's the best thing to be able to leave.

……

Sure enough, two weeks later, he received the task of destroying the experimental base, killing everything he could kill and burning everything he could. He didn't find the conspicuous white-haired blue eyes.

Probably really able to leave? Kurosawa could only think of this somewhat shocking child when he occasionally recalled it.

After a while, maybe two or three years, he had almost forgotten about this man.

But I heard that there was a newcomer in the organization, and even the gentleman cared about it, so he was deliberately left behind.

Kurosawa took the code name, and the name Gin has completely overshadowed Kurosawa, and no one will remember how much suffering he has suffered, only that Gin can't be messed with.

He was in the limelight, and finally met the gentleman once.

And, the guy he thought he had long since disappeared into the sea of people.

The white-haired child has grown taller, and he can sit on the chair no longer needs to be hugged, and his blue pupils are still very clear, but compared to his impression, he seems to have lost a little bit of activity.

Stained with some lifelessness that shouldn't be.

"Hey." He was as good at disguise as ever, but this time he didn't disguise himself as Abba Aba, "Are you Gin?" Please advise me when we meet for the first time. ”

"The two of us will do the rest."

Gin looked at it for a moment.

For a long time.

When there are only two of them left, this child has completed the key intelligence analysis of the mission with his immature hands.

Gin asked, "You're back again." ”

"Ah, yes."

"Elena Miyano took you away?"

"Hmm."

"They ......"

"Passed away."

The child replied lightly. He handed it to Gin.

"By the way, my current name is Xigong Yueyu." He said, "Congratulations on having a code name, Gin." ”

"At least now we're the ones with names."