Chapter 61

"Keep watching."

Gin finished speaking and cut out the video.

He didn't know who Bourbon was before, but now that he saw it, his interest was even stronger.

There's no reason for that.

Is it because he resembles the policeman with whom he briefly fought on the rooftop seven years ago?

The silver-haired man said to the vodka, "Send me this person's information." ”

This kind of little minion doesn't need to worry about gin, so the information found by the people below will be sent to Vodka and examined by him.

"Okay."

Although I don't know what the eldest brother discovered, vodka, who has been holding the eldest brother's thighs tightly and has been ridiculed by the majority of forum readers as a "special driver for gin", is very obedient, and it is difficult to say whether he has obtained the name of the wine because he has a good big brother.

Gin opens the computer in the safe house and checks it.

The information is complete, and there are even frontal photos of Kaoru Fushitera left in some official systems, with his name, age, and other details written underneath.

The silver-haired man with green eyes clicked on the big picture, Kaoru Dongji's face was almost half covered on the computer screen, as he thought, Kaoru Dongji did have a stunning face, and few people had delicate facial features like this and did not look feminine.

But Gin isn't a person who cares about looks.

After looking at it quietly for two seconds, I felt that if the policeman was still alive, he would probably look like this, with a calm face, eyes like flint and moody, and usually a casual look.

Although there is no light in the eyes, there will always be someone who lights up.

There was something dark in Gin's eyes, but no one saw it, and he didn't know it himself - if Kaoru Fuyutera was really a police officer seven years ago, Bourbon, who had a close relationship with the police, was probably also a rat who had infiltrated the organization.

So.

He would get rid of the rat with his own hands, and then catch the man and torture him.

Gin turned off the photo, and his dark green pupils moved down.

Then he saw Kaoru Fudoji's file that read: Age, 23 years old.

“…… Confirm that he is 23 years old? ”

If you are 23 years old now, wouldn't you be 16 years ago seven years ago?

No way.

Gin's brows furrowed, he did feel that the other party was very young at that time, but he was definitely an adult, and the police who were full of justice and laws would not let minors serve, and let a little ghost act alone to do such a dangerous thing.

Vodka heard Gin's question, "Yes, it's 23 years old, and the photo looks about that age, which is a copy of his recent driver's license." ”

The stout subordinate wears a suit and a top hat like G.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that there should be no error in age, but even if there was an error, it was nothing, right? Compared to other information, age is not particularly important.

Gin was silent for two or three seconds.

"Send someone after him."

Halfway through Kawashima Ezaki's car, he could always see a black ordinary sedan following him from the rearview mirror, following from far and near.

The system is self-taught.

"This is the guy Gin sent to follow you."

"You've finally been smart for once."

"That's it!"

Kawashima Ezaki retracted his gaze, there was a reciprocal traffic light in front of him, and if he wanted to shake off the group, he could have given me a wrong left turn light, and then accelerated in the last few seconds to continue walking straight.

In order not to be distanced by the traffic light, those people will definitely not think about hitting the accelerator to catch up, and then be lured into another way by his left turn light.

Kawashima Ezaki hummed a pleasant syllable, didn't do anything, just so normal and steady, with an unclean little tail behind his buttocks, arrived at the place of trading with the informant.

It was a bar.

And it's not a high-end location, the lights at the gate are all broken, and it's dark only the faint light coming out of it.

The sound insulation is not bad, and when you are outside, you basically can't hear anything, and when Kawashima Ezaki pushes the door along the corridor to enter, the deafening vague and noisy time is about to burst the eardrum.

The dim and ambiguous light flickered.

The dance floor is full of writhing bodies.

Because it was summer, there were many people and some people secretly smoked, even if the air conditioner was turned on and the temperature was low, it was useless, the young man wrinkled his nose, only to feel a bad smell mixed with sweat and smoke, as well as inferior fragrances.

He followed the position given by the informant to a booth.

The other party looked at him, raised his hand and shot him in the head, looking a little sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and his smile was very obscene, "You want the New South 60 revolver/gun?" ”

"Hmph, fingers are better than what."

The system can't get used to it, "When my treasure is playing with guns, you are still catching ants on the ground and in the mud." What to do with such a great face, take offense or not! ”

Kawashima Esaki: ......

Not necessarily.

He said as if he was very old.

The young man sat across from the man.

I took out a bank card from my pocket and pressed it on the table with two fingers, looking very calm.

"I'm sincere."

"Oh?"

Mino looked at Kawashima Esaki's young face in his early twenties.

He is a small leader with some power on the periphery of the organization, and he is responsible for doing some of the dirty work that the people above are unwilling to do, and it is also part of the task to dump a certain amount of guns and explosives on the market on a regular basis.

After all, in a harmonious and stable society, they will also have a lot of inconveniences in acting.

The more chaotic and disorderly, the greater the underground forces of the organization can be laid.

It's a pity that some waste gets things from him, but he can't do anything, such as Shintani Yuzo, who was once favored by him and thought that it could cause a great panic.

At that time, I was almost dumbfounded when I heard the news that Yuzo Shintani had been shot and killed by a police sniper from the window before the bomb exploded.

Mino Daisei picked up the card, "It's not me, right?" ”

Kawashima Ezaki: "It's three floors higher than the market price, so you can rest assured. ”

The music outside changed to a more noisy one, and Mino Daisari nodded on the table, and took out a half-old suitcase from under the card seat, "A New South 60 revolver/gun plus fifty rounds of ammunition." ”

At that moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Sanye saw the call, his face changed slightly, the original frivolous and obscene smile disappeared instantly, he stood up, walked to the corner, picked up the phone and talked to the people inside, even if the other party couldn't see him at all, Sanye Dacheng still nodded and bowed his back with a flattering expression.

"Your whiskey, sir."

Kawashima Chong bartender bowed slightly, and watched Mino Daisei call while drinking.

If you guessed correctly, the call should have something to do with him.

“…… This is the command from above, do you hear it clearly? ”

It turned out to be the order of the boss's superior, so what a high-status existence in the organization?! Mino Dasei shuddered, covered his mobile phone, turned his face sideways and quietly glanced at Kawashima Ezaki, but he didn't want to meet the young man's gaze.

He originally thought that this person had a tender face, and he came here □□ such a big deal with the people in the black market, and he thought that he was a rookie who was trading for the first time.

Let's look at it now.

Where is the rookie!

Look at his relaxed appearance of reaching out to support the side of his face, as if he even has this phone call under control!

Mino Dasei retracted his gaze and continued to say a few words to the head.

After two or three minutes.

The man turned off his phone and walked over.

"You're really here for the revolver/gun?"

Kawashima Ezaki lowered his hand, "Of course." But I'm also interested in the forces behind you, and it would be nice if I could join them. ”

Mino Daisei was silent.

The above asked him to figure out the intentions of this guy, and he originally thought that it would be an assassination commission, but he turned out to be interested in the organization? I don't know if I'm alive or dead!

Not to mention their peripheral members, even those mysterious internal members, the mortality rate is very high.

And the organization is different from other places.

Come in, as long as you are alive, there will be no day of separation.

Mino Dasei is also a human spirit, and he can't see his thoughts at all from the face, and after knowing that the human spirit in front of him is listed on it, his attitude has also changed a lot, although it is not flattering, but it can be regarded as treating Kawashima Ezaki equally.

After the two finished trading, Mino Daisei told Kawashima Esaki the truth about Kawashima Ezaki's words.

As for the rest of the matter, it is not something he can control.

-

After Kawashima Esaki had a new identity, he used his new identity to get a mobile phone card.

His identity information should have been thoroughly investigated by the black-clothed organization, and even the Metropolitan Police Department officers could find a way to buy it, and they also successfully stole the information, not to mention the phone number of an ordinary person.

Kawashima Esaki waited quietly after returning home.

In addition to preventing the decline of his professional ability, he will regularly participate in some outdoor sports, such as skiing, climbing, running, and maintaining physical fitness as much as possible. Of course, shooting and sniper training are also essential.

Anyway, Kaoru Winter Temple is an elite who has been intensively cultivated, and he doesn't have to hide his strength like before.

Kawashima Esaki waited quietly.

Finally, two months later, in the cool early autumn, he received a strange text message.

The text message is simple, just a few dozen words:

"At three o'clock this afternoon, Sumitomo Mitsui Bank in Aihu Street will be robbed, and they will successfully snatch the cash in the bank's cash truck, and I will consider giving you a chance."

There was no signature, no signature, but Kawashima Ezaki knew who the text message was coming from and what he meant by "an opportunity."

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly.

He can tell Tokita that with his covert help, the task will be completed more quickly and the safety of the staff and customers in the bank will be guaranteed.

But Kawashima didn't choose to do so.

Zero said that Gin's suspicion is very serious, very serious, as long as he notices something abnormal, he doesn't care if it's a coincidence or misunderstanding, and he doesn't have the patience to listen to your explanation, it's usually a bullet.

It is said that the number of members of the organization who was killed by him by mistake is about fifty or five different from the number of undercover agents.

Kawashima didn't want to risk his life on whether this guy would suddenly fall ill.

Glanced at the time.

It's exactly one o'clock in the afternoon, and there's just enough time.

Kawashima Esaki assembled the □□ he had purchased from Daisei Mino, brought enough ammunition, disguised himself and drove to Sumitomo Mitsui Bank.

Chianti, who had been watching, tapped his headphones.

"G, he's out."

Gin was watching people torture rats, he was usually too lazy to do this, it was troublesome, but today this one seems to be a soft bone, and he has been begging for mercy when he has been broken a little bit, and his face is covered with blood and tears.

"Kiel, it's too noisy, shut him up."

The woman glanced at the silver-haired man, and simply twisted the neck of the undercover agent whose identity was exposed.

Gin turned his back to her and spoke to Chianti, not noticing that Kiel's fingers were trembling slightly. ：，，