Gin reached out her hand and rubbed Nana's head.
As expected, he received a look from the girl that was slightly joyful amidst her confusion.
..
Once Nana finally calmed her emotions, the two of them began to discuss serious matters.
First, they exchanged news about recent events to synchronize their intelligence. It was mostly Nana who spoke more, while Gin listened quietly, also telling the little girl about the matters he was currently handling.
It was currently afternoon, the sunlight was not as piercing or intense as it was at midday; white clouds provided varying degrees of cover for the blazing Sun, tempering the stifling heat.
There are green trees along the roadside; compared to the trees in the outskirts, they appear much more orderly. The pruned branches no longer grow wildly, while they are neat and tidy, they inevitably lose some of their charm. Of course, they are also relatively short.
A gentle breeze blew through, carrying a hint of coolness and a touch of sunlight, brushing against the girl's dress and the bangs on the girl's forehead. The green leaves rustled softly, as if composing a leisurely afternoon melody.
The sunlight filtering through the window was clearly not harsh; it was bright and carried a warm scent, possessing the afternoon's characteristic laziness and comfort, illuminating the small Living room.
Everything was so peaceful.
But Gin also understood deeply that such a peaceful life would likely not last much longer.
After our parting at the sea, the Black Organization would soon receive the relevant news. If he didn't provide an explanation in time, he would likely end up receiving the treatment of a Defector.
By the way, in the past, I was a main force in dealing with Traitors.
Of course, if one explains in time, but if the explanation is not enough to convince others.. Hehe.
Would Gin bother to explain?
Of course not, he thought.
Since he had already decided to leave, he might as well do it decisively—what was the point of dragging it out?
So, before the Black Organization began targeting him—
“You must have met Sheila by now, right?” Gin suddenly spoke, leaning back against the fabric sofa, a rare hint of laziness in his eyes.
"Huh?" Nana looked at Gin with a look of confusion, letting out a bewildered sound in response.
Gin blinked, thought for a brief moment, then identified where the problem lay.
She is a mixed-race woman, with Blue eyes.
Seeing that Nana seemed lost in deep thought, Gin gave another hint: "The one who is exceptionally beautiful."
Nana suddenly realized, "The person sent by the IC. PO."
As the Silver-haired man nodded slowly, Nana finally confirmed, "Yes, I've seen her—but is her name 'Sheila'? I wouldn't know.."
"That name is so strange.. Is it also a liquor name?" Nana looked at Gin, her green eyes filled with inquiry.
"That is her codename," Gin explained simply, then turned her gaze toward Nana.
The girl's white tender cheek still bore tear stains; her clear green eyes were slightly swollen; her thin lips were covered in dead skin, looking very dry.
Clean yourself up first. Afterward.. someone will come to pick you up.
The Faking death plan had encountered twists and turns halfway through, he had no intention of continuing it—the idea of committing suicide with Akai Shuichi sounded incredibly uncomfortable to him.
In that case, the safety of Nana and Midori is of the utmost importance.
Having been hidden for so many years, besides the fact that darkness hides things in plain sight, it was also because their influence and ability were sufficient to conceal any clues, on the other hand, because the Black Organization believed that both Midori and Nana were dead.
But Nana's previous appearance disguised as Midori to attract B. W.'s attention had undoubtedly exposed "Midori" to the Black Organization's sight, whether it was her true self or someone using the opportunity to cause trouble by impersonating Midori; the Organization would investigate regardless.
And.. too many things have happened recently.
Brandy's death, his own defection, the appearance of Akai Shuichi..
The 'Resurrecting Midori' occurring alongside all these events will not be easily overlooked by the Black Organization.
Then, it seems not impossible to trace it back to Nana. In fact, once the fact of her defection is established and the conditions for Under the lamp are lost, the traces he handled personally back then will also be exposed.
So—
"It would probably be better to let you go to Sheila after all.." Gin muttered.
Huh?" Nana blinked, a look of confusion appearing in her green eyes. "Zhenjun, I didn't quite hear what you just said..
She tilted her head slightly, looking a bit embarrassed.
Facing Nana's bewildered gaze, Gin shook her head slightly, saying nothing more.
ICPO's protective measures can provide some security for Nana and Midori, but Gin is not at ease with it.
After all, when Akai Shuichi was exposed back then, his escape back to the USA was anything but smooth.
Sheila is not only an IC. PO member, but also Heine's sister and the daughter of the leader of a top Italian Mafia family.
In other words—
Tsk.. a bit of extra protection is always a good thing.
However, Heine's background in that regard was not convenient to reveal, so Gin only said, "You are no longer safe here. I will help you apply for protection from the IC. PO, so—"
Before he could even finish her sentence, Nana had already understood what he meant.
The black-haired female detective showed a somewhat speechless expression, her green eyes staring at Gin: "So—Zhenjun."
He spoke with a serious expression, yet a hint of Helplessness seeped into his tone: "Am I going to have to move house again?"
In just half a year, I have moved house twice in a row!
Gin: "……"
What could Gin do? Gin felt quite helpless!
She could only cast a cold glance at Nana and say nonchalantly, "You don't have much luggage."
Nana: "……"
Nana tried to argue her point: "That's not the point! This is.. cough, cough.."
Perhaps because she had been crying earlier, the girl's voice was a little hoarse; as soon as she raised her voice, her throat let out a protest.
Gin interrupted her nonchalantly, "Go drink some water."
This topic was brushed aside just like that.
..
After leaving Nana's home, Gin had a phone call with Sheila.
The mobile phone rang for a long time before someone answered, the voice on the other end sounded somewhat weary, the originally clear and sweet voice now appearing somewhat listless.
“GIN？”
Sheila let out a tentative sound.
“It's me.” He paused, then added one more sentence: “Are you okay?”
The Top of Police Academy elite fell silent for a moment before responding in a seemingly complaining voice, "I just laid down to sleep, you woke me up!"
Gin frowned slightly.
He subconsciously felt that Sheila's status was absolutely not as simple as she had described to him, but for the moment, he had nothing to refute.
Gin noted this down, then briefly described the situation regarding Nani and Midori to her.
The two of them had always worked together pleasantly—though there were occasionally minor conflicts—and although their cooperation had been suspended for now, it was impossible to say when they might need each other again.
This was not a difficult matter—after all, neither Heine nor the ICPO would let a Patient carry out a protection mission, Sheila was also inclined to do Gin a favor.
After several rounds of bargaining, the two finally settled the matter.
The woman on the other end of the phone let out a yawn. "Remember to send me their 'identities'."
It must be said that whether it is Nana or Midori, their identities are not quite legal, could even be described as somewhat sensitive.
If the real situation were told to INTERPOL, it would undoubtedly lead to a massive amount of trouble.. Fortunately, Sheila himself isn't exactly a completely "righteous" character; strictly speaking, his personality is also a bit twisted.
By saying this, she was undoubtedly implying that Gin should create a relatively "innocent" identity for those two, then Sheila, as an undercover, would report them as victims of the Black Organization or targets being hunted.
Anyway, if anything happens, just pin it on Gin.
—Although from certain angles, her statement was not at all problematic.
As for Gin? Gin didn't care about taking the blame in this matter.
Anyway, whether they can even find him by then is a question in itself.
After the two reached a consensus, Sheila and Gin discussed a few more details, then Sheila, exhausted and with a weary tone, said, "Let's talk more later.. I'm a bit sleepy."
Gin frowned slightly, growing increasingly puzzled by Sheila's state.
But he did not show it directly; he simply gave a simple response to Sheila's words and then set the time.
“By the way.." As they were about to part, the Little Fairy forced himself to stay alert to offer a word of concern, his voice still sounding somewhat weary, "Be careful not to catch a cold."
Her Voice sounded somewhat distorted through the electromagnetic transmission. Then, the raspiness in her voice came through clearly.
This sentence gave Gin some suspicions. After hanging up the communication, he quickly sent an SMS to Heine.
As for how things would develop from here, it was no longer his concern anyway.
Heine paid much more attention to Sheila than he did.
Thinking this, Gin stood up from the park bench provided for tourists to rest on, planning to return to one of the houses where he usually stays to pick up some necessities.
In the next second, he came face to face with a familiar person.
Green eyes met greyish-purple eyes, the moment the blonde-haired youth opposite him saw him, a hint of pleasant surprise appeared on his face.
Amuro Tooru curled his lips into a smile of pure joy. "I've found you."
Gin raised an eyebrow slightly, offering a simple response to this somewhat unusual opening:
Ah.
..
Meeting Amuro Tooru was completely unexpected for Gin, but he did not feel any resentment toward it.
Judging by the time, Heine and the others should have reached the shore by now.
But.. so arrived so soon?
As if sensing Gin's confusion, the Blonde-haired youth glanced at him and gave a simple explanation, "I came here directly after getting off the ship."