May all the Little Angels who see the author's notes be happy, successful in their studies, healthy (the same goes for the Little Angels who do not see the author's notes).
Once it's finished, I will probably hold a lucky draw.. although I'm not very good at organizing them, I will try my best.
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Thank you to the Little Angels who cast Overlord Votes or poured Nutrient solution for me during the period from 2021-01-05 23:48:22 to 2021-05-25 22:49:54~
Thanks to the Little Angels who threw landmines: Haoxue 2; Chuchen 1;
Little Angels who provided Nutrient solution: Haoxue 28 bottles; Yuan 20 bottles; ^o^ 10 bottles; Youlai 3 bottles;
Thank you very much for everyone's support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 239 Chapter 218 Rather than being really because of trivial matters..
When he received the communication from Heine, Gin was communicating with his informant—perhaps with the prefix "EX" added to it.
Having served as the Organization's Top Killer for so many years, he naturally had his own unique intelligence network. Although some intelligence outposts remained abandoned after leaving the Black Organization, Kurosawa Zhen's own network of connections remained powerful.
The new Bar owner—although Heine did not truly consider himself Gin's boss—called. Even if Gin himself felt no reverence for this former Colleague, he still had to give him some face.
Whether he sensed the faint hint of impatience on the other end of the phone or not, Heine's words were concise and efficient; he simply chatted with his former colleague about his recent situation and asked what Gin's plan was for leaving Japan.
Even if you leave Japan, you'll have to make a trip around the world before you reach Italy. Why not set off early?
Heine's tone was as cynical as ever, Gin could almost imagine his half-smiling expression.
Of course, what concerned Gin even more was not this guy's occasionally punchable personality.
Perhaps because of an emotional knot with his Father, Heine does not like to mention Italy, even though he himself always denies it.
So this seemingly insignificant urgent phone call suddenly appeared suspicious.
Gin thought it over and realized that someone was likely "reminding" Heine, who had recently seemed to be neglecting his duties.
And this "someone" was most likely a subordinate of Heine's father, or perhaps even Heine's father himself.
His thoughts racing, Gin bluntly voiced his thoughts without any regard for others' feelings.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be momentarily speechless, only speaking up after a long pause in an annoyed tone, "Gin, you are truly no fun."
This was clearly venting anger, which caused little harm to Gin; instead, it served to support his suspicion.
He was too lazy to speak.
Anyway, it wouldn't be long before Heine would pick up the conversation.
“That person—” As expected, the person on the other end of the phone spoke slowly, their voice carrying an unmistakable tone of sarcasm and unwillingness.
He didn't really want to acknowledge his biological father, he often glossed over the title when addressing him.
Gin does not plan to interfere in the conflict between father and son, but he has heard something about it.
However—
And?" Gin asked, feigning ignorance. "Where are you now?
Looking at the empty surroundings, the man's lip corner twitched slightly. She was dragging a medium-sized suitcase with one hand, while her other hand lazily held her mobile phone. He turned his head slightly, meeting the blank stare of the plainclothes Bodyguard.
After three seconds of silence, Heine gave a forced laugh to the tall Bodyguard and replied irritably, "I'm at the Airport."
Gin: ……
Should I say he is truly Heine? He is already at the Airport, only then did he reluctantly make a Phone call.
Even though I'm not going to Italy," Heine said, frowning, "it won't be long now.
He stared intently at the private plane not far away, once wanting to turn around and leave:
You should get yourself ready too; that person is incredibly anxious.
Ignoring Heine's last sentence, which clearly contained his own personal bias, the amount of information contained in this communication did not change.
Gin thought for a moment, having to admit that person's judgment was correct.
The matters involving the Black Organization had reached a conclusion, the remaining trivialities had little to do with Gin; there was no need for him to stay in Japan.
If he had stayed in Japan before, it was because he intended to deal with the potential threats left behind by the organization and, in the process, do a few people small favors—
Now that the Black Organization has gradually come into conflict with the Red side, the organization's attention has gradually shifted away from him, leaving him with no remaining danger that could pose a threat to him..
He had no reason left to stay.
Staying in Japan now, rather than saying it was due to a mess of excuses like cleaning up leftovers, being too lazy to move, or planning a vacation, it would be more accurate to say that all those excuses contained a single reason.
His selfishness.
Rather than saying he couldn't get away because of too many trivial matters, it was more like his own selfishness was at play.
In that instant, he suddenly felt it was somewhat amusing.
Selfishness..
It really is.. a long-lost and unfamiliar word.
But if there really is a selfish motive, then within this so-called "selfish motive," who else is there?
The Silver-haired man tilted his head, placed the mobile phone, whose screen had long since gone black, into his coat pocket, then turned sideways and landed a punch on the Attacker's face.
He reached out with unhurried yet extremely precise movements, gripping the other person's wrist with force. Amidst that person's wails, he revealed a slightly ferocious smile, though his expression remained calm.
The restrained hand trembled violently, no longer under the control of its Master. The handgun slipped from it, tracing a beautiful arc through the air before being caught by another fair skin, long, capable hand.
The Silver-haired man glanced at the black gun he had just caught, noncommittal. His usual Beretta M92F was much better than this gun, but it seemed unnecessary to bring it out at this moment.
Gin lifted his gaze and said calmly:
Now, can you answer honestly?
It was not a question.
Fear clung to him like maggots on bone, his Informant nodded tremulously.
It seems there is no need to add EX.
..
As Heine said, neither he nor Gin would fly directly from Japan to Italy.
No matter how you look at it, they would have to travel around the outside world first.
The scope of this "outside" is very large; it could refer to Europe, or it could refer to the Middle East. If one travels (or flies?) too far, other countries in Asia are a good choice. Of course, if one wants a more thrilling life, one could also go wander around Africa.
After all, traveling through more countries would mean fewer "tails" following him.
Then again, Gin's plan to go to Italy wasn't exactly a top-secret matter.
Needless to say, he planned to bring the subordinates who were relocating with him, there were also a few people beside him who knew about it. Although the number of people was small, those who knew were not the gossipy type, Gin knew all too well how quickly information could circulate and spread.
So, strictly speaking, while he certainly did not announce this matter widely, he also seemed not to care whether others knew about it.
Okay, to be precise, he did not care whether certain people knew or not.
Just as he had bluntly told Akai Shuichi that he would be going to Italy, just as he planned to give a car to Amuro Tooru, just as Midori and Nani were well aware of this matter..
And, he actually left some things for Shimabukuro Kimie and Miyano Akemi as well.
His approach was a far cry from his usual style, however, Gin did it anyway.
The things he had faintly sensed—from initial surprise, to indifference, to disgust, now..
He no longer felt any repulsion.
During his last meeting with Shiratori Midori, he saw that this friend, whose appearance was just as it was in the past, hesitated to speak and finally left in a sulk, which actually felt somewhat amusing to him.
He had some guesses regarding his concerns for Shiratori Midori, but—
Actually, there is really no need.
Gin felt that he had always been doing quite well.
And.. he is no longer so lonely now.
..
Japan, this island nation, sometimes experiences all sorts of strange and incredibly chuunibyou things.
For example, all sorts of nicknames that sound incredibly cool and badass at first glance, but are actually as cringeworthy as a shameful roleplay.
For example, various hot-blooded or cunning battles of wits between detectives and criminals, murder cases caused by all sorts of bizarre motives and "pick one of three" scenarios, the occasional burst of sudden, explosive performances.
For example, Phantom Thief Kid.
The Magician under the Moonlight, dressed in a White suit, has many fans, there is no shortage of "Opponents" who intentionally write Invitations to provoke him into stealing Gemstones just to have a showdown.
Given Phantom Thief Kid's style of stealing a gemstone and then returning it honestly after showing off, Gin once thought that if it weren't for the fact that the gemstones Phantom Thief Kid was interested in were so few, some businessmen would probably be desperate to use the Magician under the Moonlight to increase their own fame through a con.
Of course, even if he returns the gemstones properly after stealing them, even if he has no intention of harming others and has even saved many people, even if he has a crowd of fans, Phantom Thief Kid's status as a "Phantom Thief" means he is destined to break the law and will be a target for arrest by the Police.
Therefore, Phantom Thief Kid naturally had to hide his identity well to avoid getting caught.
Fortunately, not many people know the real identity of Phantom Thief Kid.
Unfortunately, Gin is one of them.
Of course, just as he knew Edogawa Conan was Kudo Shinichi, Gin, who knew that the current Phantom Thief Kid was Kuroba Kaito, had no Plan to unmask the Phantom Thief and reveal the Truth to the world.
He had merely provided the clues to Sheila as a friendly gesture, while also informing her of the message that "Phantom Thief Kid is searching for Pandora."
Having reached a deal with Sheila previously, a significant amount of arms had already been provided in installments; now, it was time to receive some compensation.
To be honest, compared to Phantom Thief Kid, Gin was more interested in Kuroba Kaito.
Or rather, she was more interested in Koizumi Akako, that classmate of Kuroba Kaito who could perform magic.
A long time ago (ahem, perhaps not that long ago), Kurosawa Zhen was still a good, materialistic youth. Even though the Black Organization had all sorts of experiments that didn't seem very scientific, even though so-called immortality and rejuvenation sounded so unscientific.. he was still a good, materialistic youth, believing that everything could be explained by science.
Until the moment he opened the door to a new world.
Okay, everything is still KEXUE, it's just not science, it's Conan-esque.
As of today, he can face everything with composure, including highly Conan-esque magic.
Although it is almost time to leave Japan.. but before leaving, should I settle the matters regarding Pandora and the System??