“In that case.. it doesn't seem so bad.” Heine was no idiot; with just a few simple words, he already understood his father's thoughts as well as Gin's considerations.
Indeed, this was a win-win situation on another level.
The power under Father's command has already taken shape, his "old colleagues" are all people who have contributed much through their hard work. If a newcomer were simply parachuted in to take a high position, no one would truly be convinced.
And if Gin were to start from the bottom.. setting aside the issue of wasting resources—
—The Mafia took such a risk to accept Gin, yet they would actually let such a person start from the bottom? What a massive loss!
But, if the person making a transaction with Gin is Heine, then it is a different story.
Heine has a special identity; he is the successor vaguely designated by his Father, but in the current Mafia, his foundation is very shallow.
If Gin follows Heine, he will not have to worry about his own position; once Heine rises to power, he will inevitably hold a high-level position, no one will challenge him.
As for Heine, he also needed such companions to help him establish a firm foothold.
Even better, this way, the subordinates Gin brought along would all have a place to stay, becoming their first piece of leverage within the Mafia.
A win-win.
And the other conveniences were also obvious.
For Gin, the Mafia was the Black side; compared to official organizations, there were not so many rules and regulations, they wouldn't care about his "dark history." Even his methods of operation likely shared some similarities.
For Heine, he had worked with Gin before, their years of working together had been quite good, with a certain level of tacit understanding between them.
As for Gin, he saw the bond between Heine and Sheila. Regardless of whether the Mafia led by Heine would choose to go clean, he believed Gin would not make things difficult for Sheila, since Gin is in the Mafia, the Shiratori sisters, who have contact with the ICPO, would have a layer of protection, whether it was due to the relationship between Heine and Sheila or for the purpose of balancing Gin.
For Heine, Gin's personality was something he could rely on, Gin himself had no attachments to the Mafia, so his stance would not change easily.
So, the question now is—
Would Gin agree?
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Would Gin agree?
In terms of status within the Black Organization, Heine is actually below Gin, although Gin is not someone who seeks power or influence, he has always been cold and aloof..
To be honest, Heine did not have much confidence.
Whether from a professional standpoint or from his own personal selfishness, Heine wanted to keep Gin.
So—
"Will you come to help me?" the man sitting opposite Gin asked, appearing calm.
There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, like ripples splashing across the blue sea; a faint, ethereal smile played upon his lips, yet his right hand, loosely clenched into a fist, betrayed his trepidation.
Will you come and help me?
Heine used relatively humble words, but it was not merely to show how much he valued Gin.
—Will you.. come to accompany me?
Gin was silent for a while.
He actually had many considerations in his heart.
He believed in his own abilities, this was also a very good platform; likewise, it wasn't that he hadn't prepared a backup plan.
But Gin was still hesitating.
Of course, he could trust Heine at this moment, but he was also unsure whether, as time passed, the two of them would walk down two different paths and part ways.
This is actually a problem that everyone encounters, so there is nothing to be conflicted about.
But.. Heine is, after all, a friend of his.. right?
So, even though everything indicated that this was a very good path, Gin was still hesitating.
However, at this very moment, looking into the clear, sincere eyes of the person opposite [male]..
Gin ultimately made his decision.
Anyway, it wasn't as if he hadn't kept an ace up his sleeve.
So, inside the Poirot Cafe, on this sunny afternoon, the silver-haired man tilted his head slightly and whispered to Heine:
“Do you remember that I owe you a favor?”
A few years ago, when Gin asked Heine to take Borse to Italy and requested that he look after him, he owed Heine a favor.
Do you still remember that I owe you a favor?
When those words were spoken by Gin, at this very moment—
Her blue eyes lit up.
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Author's Note: How many people still remember this favor?
That's right, this foreshadowing has also been revealed!
Gin would not truly become Heine's subordinate; he holds an important position within Heine's team. Furthermore, since he is an "outside force," he feels somewhat like a second-in-command who operates outside the formal hierarchy—a point on which Gin and Heine reach a consensus.
emmm, for example, it's a bit like an Outside Consultant in Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
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Chapter 204 Chapter 185 Do you feel like we.. are a little..
After deciding on the prospects, Gin quickly sent an SMS to several of his former Subordinates.
Although Gin himself had already decided on going to Italy, it was hard to say what his subordinates would think—Gin still remembered the cautionary tale of Tennessee. To prevent anyone from secretly wanting to escape this precarious life, he planned to consult this group of people.
However, while planning to refresh his subordinates, Gin also did not forget to introduce Heine to Amuro Tooru and Akai Shuichi.
He did not explicitly reveal Heine's identity as a Mafia member, only stating that Heine also plans to leave the Black Organization.
Such vague explanations were clearly not enough to satisfy those two meticulous and cautious elites, but..
This is Heine's business.
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Speaking of which, when Gin first learned that Heine was taking people back to Italy, he was slightly stunned for a moment, but he wasn't particularly surprised.
After all, this was entirely to be expected. In fact, if Heine had returned to Italy all by himself, Gin would have suspected the guy had lost his mind.
However, when discussing this matter directly at the Poirot Cafe, Gin did not voice his private thoughts aloud. Facing Heine's attitude of seeking advice, the silver-haired man even went so far as to offer some suggestions on how to screen subordinates.
In short, although the Black Organization is currently wary of your identity and finds it difficult to act against you." Gin took a sip of coffee, the mellow and bitter black liquid clearing his mind significantly. Gin raised his eyes to look at Heine, his expression as grim as the blonde-haired man's. "Of course, if you plan on 'poaching' people, the Black Organization certainly won't be so easy to deal with.
The silver-haired man thought quietly and then stated slowly, "However, this is also an opportunity—you can take advantage of the time when the Organization cannot act against you to recruit more people."
But you must also be careful." At this point, Gin added, "Since you will be staying in Japan for a while—be careful not to let anything slip.
I will handle it through a confidant." Heine nodded, sitting opposite, a captivating darkness swirling in his cobalt blue eyes. He lowered his head and used a silver spoon to scoop out a piece of Matcha Roll, the green matcha powder cascading down with his movement. "The same goes for Sheila.
However, as for Sheila, Heine wasn't particularly worried.
After all, ever since the siblings recognized each other, Heine could keep Sheila by his side, sheltering him under his wings.
Of course, Sheila's own strength was beyond doubt. However, since Little Fairy was, after all, an IC. PO undercover, possessed a stunning beauty that could captivate the world, she was also unwilling to have too much contact with people in the Black Organization, which would unnecessarily increase the risk of exposure.
Furthermore, since Sheila had been recovering from his illness, his involvement in the Black Organization's power shifts had become even lower.
As a result, up until now, the people under Sheila's command were mostly those she was used to working with, some even overlapped with Heine's subordinates.
Thinking of this, Heine's originally serious expression gradually softened slightly, a faint smile lingering in his cobalt blue eyes.
“Actually, I don't really like sweets.” Heine poked at the Matcha Roll in the white porcelain dish; this dessert was considered one of Poirot's specialties, yet it was now being crumbled under the Blonde-haired man's hands.
He paused, Heine corrected his previous statement: "Um.. actually, I just don't like things that are particularly sweet."
Gin gave him a cold glance, which served as his response.
Heine didn't find it awkward at all, calmly changing the subject: "But speaking of which, aren't we.. slightly screwing over the Black Organization?"
Gin's hand paused.
This action seemed to catch Amuro Tooru's attention, but the distance between the two was too great, that person could not easily do anything.
As for Gin—?
He had already fallen into deep thought.
That sentence.. was quite accurate.
The Silver-haired man turned his head, carefully thinking about what the two of them had done.
Hmm.. Gin escaped, not only did he escape, but he also took his elite subordinates and some of Brandy's personnel with him.
Before long, Heine will also leave, not only will he leave, but he will also take some of his subordinates with him.
Thinking about it this way, he isn't just screwing over the Black Organization!
And thinking about all the various undercover agents in the Black Organization, like Bourbon, Kiel, Sheila..
And all the various people who are practically undercover despite not being undercover: like Vermouth, later, Curacao..
Looking at it this way—why does one feel so much heartache for the Black Organization?!
Gin and Heine exchanged a glance, momentarily speechless.
"You should just keep eating your dessert." After a long silence, Gin said such a thing.
The dessert, shaped into a specific form, was sweet and delicious. Its layers of skin were soft and sweet, while the white cream sandwiched in the middle added a silky sweetness. The fusion of egg and milk flavors, combined with the elegant Matcha powder that perfectly balanced the excessive sugar, made the finished product sweet without being cloying.
Even though it had been poked into a mess by Heine, the texture of the dessert itself remained intact; even someone like Heine, who did not particularly enjoy sweets, ate nearly half of it at a leisurely pace.
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