Wait, wait, wait! Stop right there!
If he keeps thinking like this, he's going to volunteer himself, okay?
Forget it, forget it.
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After bidding farewell to the Blonde-haired youth, Gin, whose mind was a whirlwind of complex emotions regarding Amuro Tooru, walked alone through the midnight street.
The empty street looked quite desolate, but considering the time, it was really not surprising at all that such a scene had appeared.
There are a few newly opened milk tea shops on the street, but it is obvious that at this time of day, the milk tea shops have long since closed.
In recent years, milk tea has become increasingly popular, even the Black Organization has dabbled in it—don't laugh, this is a very serious topic.
People in the Black Organization don't just rely on Betrayal; relying on illegal activities and crime might sound cool, but in reality, it's not very reliable!
To be reasonable, the Black Organization does have some legitimate businesses; otherwise, how could they afford to support such a massive group of people? Who do you think pays for Gin's helicopter?
And that group of Researchers in the Black Organization! Research materials cost money!
Even Vermouth was starting to succumb to milk tea, but due to his obsession with staying in shape, the Blonde-haired beauty never drank too much.
In comparison, the waste classification for milk tea in Japan is quite a dilemma.
As everyone knows, Japan has very strict control over garbage classification, with corresponding garbage trucks arriving on specific days of the week—so in many murder cases that occur in Japan, the reason criminals don't have enough time to dispose of evidence is partly because of garbage classification, okay!
Speaking of which, I seem to have heard from Sheila that the country across the sea has also started implementing garbage classification.
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While thinking about these random things, Gin strolled along the small path by the street, sighing as he felt the slightly chilly wind.
To be honest, he actually didn't want to care about too many things, but trouble always found its way to his door when he least expected it.. Sometimes he felt a sense of helplessness.
But, as expected, what needs to be done now is to quickly pack up his things and prepare for the battle of wits against the Black Organization.
As previously stated, "Gin's status within the Black Organization can be described as 'unshakeable.' Considering the importance the Black Organization places on Gin, once Gin's defection occurs, the person in charge of hunting him down will certainly be someone quite formidable."
Considering Akai Shuichi's past experiences, Gin felt that he should take them as a warning.
However, contrary to Amuro Tooru's guess, Gin could say with almost absolute certainty that the person responsible for hunting him down would most likely be Rum.
If I had known.. I should have played him for a fool back then.
The Silver-haired man lowered his eyes slightly and let out a soft "tsk."
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Author's note: By the way.. can someone teach me how to use the WAP version of the mobile phone to reply to comments?
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An AU snippet unrelated to the main story
This is an AU snippet, unrelated to the main story. A Little Angel previously mentioned wanting to see me post AU headcanons in the comments, so after finishing this chapter, I wrote a snippet and decided not to include it in the main text for everyone to pay to read.
[Background Setting]: Strategy game—A holographic strategy game developed by Liquor Group in a non-canon setting, using Staff as the prototype template.
A lighthearted,吐槽-style comedy [smile. jpg]
Part 1：
So—" Vermouth drew out her tone, a faint, interested smile playing on her lips, her blue eyes shimmering with an ambiguous light. "That's basically it.
Gin's lips twitched slightly as he lifted her gaze to look at her. "Why do you think I would agree to such an unreliable proposal?"
To be honest, is their company out of money? To the point where they would screw over their employees like this?!
"Based on the prototypes of Staff, making a strategy game," "Promoting it will make money and build hype at the same time," "Don't worry, we will make certain changes based on the character prototypes"..
Does that even sound like something a human would say?
“As far as I know—” Gin suppressed the urge to retort, his cold, sharp gaze sweeping over Vermouth and Heine before him. "Our company seems to be in the Arms business, doesn't it?"
Is that so?" Heine asked, looking completely bewildered. "I thought we sold liquor.
Gin: ……
Vermouth: …………
Facing the silent gaze of his colleague, Heine gave a stiff smile. "Um.. after all, since they all use liquor names as codenames, so.."
Vermouth: I actually find what he said quite reasonable.
But at this moment, Heine is not the focus of the problem.
The Blonde-haired woman turned her gaze toward Gin, a man with a cold face and an indifferent expression who stood with his hands in his pockets, maintaining an unyielding posture.
"There are commissions!" Vermouth attempted to use coercion and inducement.
Gin remained unmoved: "You're joking. With my salary, overtime pay, various project commissions, my compensation is absolutely among the top tier in the organization, okay?"
"Paid leave, too!" Vermouth continued his coercion and inducement.
Gin remained unmoved: Paid leave? The vacation days I've saved up are enough to let me travel around the World several times over.
This is a new project, the Mastermind plans to use a Newcomer." Vermouth decided to use his trump card: "One of the Persons in charge is Hashimoto Nana!
Gin: …………
He silently turned his gaze toward Heine, a sense of Foreboding rising in his heart: "Tell me, why did you agree to join?"
Heine let out a dry laugh, his blue eyes filled with a rare, deathly gloom. "Do you think—"
He spoke one word at a time: "Besides Sheila, could there be any other reason?"
Vermouth smiled slightly, concealing his true intentions and fame.
Part 2
This strategy game was completed quickly, after a series of tests, the game entered the Public beta phase.
The speed was so fast that it made one wonder if the Mastermind had planned this all along.
Although it is said that the Company's main business is arms, to be precise, the High-level members of the Company are actually all a bit "unprofessional" in their pursuits.
This has also led to the Company having subsidiaries spanning various industries, as well as diverse fields of Investment.
The game was produced by a gaming company in which the parent company holds a controlling investment. Prior to this, the company had released many well-received games with themes such as serious drama, management, strategy, crime.
This was their first attempt at dipping their toes into the strategy game field, but it seemed the game company did not intend to give up on its strengths. The various plot designs were vivid and lifelike; besides the strategy elements, there was plenty of other playable content in the game, so even if you completed a strategy and management game, it would be no problem at all.
Perhaps knowing they had shortcomings when it came to strategy games, the Company chose to play to their strengths. They set the theme of the scenes in their area of expertise, occasionally incorporating mystery plots to elevate the game's quality.
It must be said that while this unique theme was dismissed by some players as not being to their taste, it also quickly attracted another group of players who found this style refreshing.
Coupled with the Company's truly excellent production quality, it received a wave of rave reviews in a short period of time.
The management and reasoning elements within it were even more captivatingly designed, attracting those who were.. originally uninterested in such things.
The game uses the currently popular holographic design, with architectural models that are perfectly restored, the character models are exquisite, where even a single glance or a cold sneer is lifelike.
For example, right now.
Looking at the Silver-haired man pointing a gun at him, while glancing at the high schooler-looking player lying unconscious at his feet, Akai Shuichi was momentarily speechless.
Akai Shuichi fell into deep thought at this moment, having just witnessed the Silver-haired man knock out the high schooler-looking player at his feet, seeing how the crime scene was clearly about to escalate into a murder case.
He won't face a plot death this soon, will he?
Not far away, a clear and pleasant voice of a youth sounded softly, falling into the ears of Gin, Akai Shuichi, Vodka.
“Gin?” A blonde-haired youth slowly walked out from the corner. He had a handsome face and a tall, lean build, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, his voice carrying a hint of doubt.
Amuro Tooru's figure was exposed before the three people.
His eyes scanned the surrounding situation, then he blinked and revealed a smile that seemed entirely free of any gloom. "Have you not finished handling it yet?"
“Do you need my help?”
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Thanks to Jiye Qianchen Little Angel for the landmine, love you mwah~
Little Angels who provided [Nutrient solution]:
Bingleifeng, Jiye Qianchen 10 bottles; Mori no Yojin Naia 4 bottles;
Thank you very much for everyone's support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 191 Chapter 174 I will always follow you..
While Gin was strolling through the streets, lost in thought as the breeze blew past him, someone thousands of miles away was also thinking of him.
The gorgeous Blonde-haired beauty sat in a red Lamborghini, one hand pressing against the steering wheel, while a heavy darkness condensed within his Blue eyes.
His hands were beautiful, with delicate and fair fingers, each one distinct, their joints slender and well-defined. His manicured nails were rounded and lovely, adorned with touches of Crimson, looking like red plums amidst white snow, reflecting a brilliant light.
However, her hands were still not flawless; a few thin calluses rested upon her joints, like slight imperfections in white jade. Yet these "imperfections" did not diminish the beauty of her hands much, hidden behind these calluses were the various storms of blood and wind that the world knew nothing of.
The Blonde-haired woman's hands rested loosely on the steering wheel, yet she was slow to start the car.
The crimson luxury car sat motionless in the Night, resting silently on one side of the Street. From a distance, it looked like a speck of blood-colored hue beneath the night veil.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, there were not many Stars in the heavens, only a vast, boundless darkness blending with the Moonlight.
Vermouth tilted his head slightly, looking through the car window at that expanse of dark sky, tapping the steering wheel lightly, his expression inscrutable.
After a long time, she let out a soft sigh.
Those bright blue eyes slowly closed, the slightly trembling eyelashes were clearly visible, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
Vermouth's expression was calm, like a clear spring, without a single ripple. However, the lightly trembling eyelashes seemed to leak a hint of unspeakable thoughts.
Moonlight poured down.
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For certain members who have touched upon the core of the Black Organization, recent times can be described as a season of many troubles.
In just half a year, first Sherry, an important Researcher of the organization, defected, shortly thereafter, Brandy, a former Core elder of the organization who had already retired, was shot and killed.
Before anyone could even process what had happened, Brandy's confidant, Madra, moved with lightning speed to take over Brandy's remaining forces and had begun to form a subtle connection with Gin.