26. Gin's New Mission

After killing people, it's not finished yet -

Almost at the same time that Gin finished shooting and the target fell, Vodka had already unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door.

He walked around to the passenger door and squatted down, taking out everything from the man's pockets. He especially grinned when he opened his cell phone and saw that it was still working properly.

"I got the phone, Big Bro."

"Go!"

Gin responded indifferently.

Vodka returned to the driver's seat, started the car again, left the body behind and drove away.

But after only driving a short distance, Vodka stopped in front of an alley and turned to look at Hayashi Yoshiki: "Hayashi, please give me the bag in the back."

He is quite polite.

Recalling that Vodka seemed to have sneered at him when they first met, Hayashi Yoshiki smiled and handed him the briefcase.

Inside was a portable computer.

After taking out the mobile phone he had just taken from the deceased and connecting it to the computer with a data cable, Vodka began to operate on the computer quickly.

Numerous green codes flashed across the display screen like a waterfall, and the light and shadows were reflected on the black lenses of Vodka's sunglasses.

Soon,

"Big Bro, we found out that this kid deleted a lot of chat records and text messages."

"Find out the contents of the text message."

"Okay, I'm already doing it."

Hayashi Yoshiki was slightly surprised.

The technology tree of the organization seems to have always been ahead of the world. Not to mention the Drug A that started the plot, in this era when everyone is still using big-headed computers, Vodka's portable computer seems a bit too advanced.

"I found out that he has been secretly doing business with these two phone numbers. I will have someone check who these two people are."

Vodka edited a text message and sent it out.

While waiting for the result, Hayashi Yoshiki glanced at his watch and saw that there were only five seconds left until 22:09.

He packed up the Vodka and started the car again.

When the vehicle had just driven forward ten meters and was about to start accelerating, Hayashi Yoshiki looked back and saw a motorcycle with its high beams flashing approaching quickly from behind.

"This guy…"

Vodka also noticed it, but didn't pay much attention to it at first. However, the motorcycle passed them and stopped directly in front of the car, causing Vodka to step on the brakes subconsciously.

"Hey, do you want to die!?"

He rolled down the window and cursed, but the man who got off the motorcycle staggered and strode straight to the passenger door, then reached into his windbreaker and took out a knife.

Gin also rolled down the car window. Hayashi Yoshiki noticed that his hand had already reached into his windbreaker, probably holding a gun...

"Hey, you, take out all the valuables!"

Chikuta Taku was a middle-aged man with a rough face. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot. He put a knife into the car window, pointed it at Gin, and threatened him with spit flying everywhere.

Hayashi Yoshiki noticed that his breathing was very short and his pupils were abnormally dilated, it seemed like he just consumed something.

Gin raised his hand expressionlessly, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

His speed was so fast that even though Hayashi Yoshiko was prepared, he still found it difficult to see... Hidden by the silencer, the brass bullet flew out and directly penetrated the skin on Chikita Taku's forehead, leaving a charred hole.

"Ah...ah..."

Chikuta Taku's pupils trembled.

His eyes began to lose focus, and his knife, which had lost its strength to hold, was about to fall into the car, but Gin grabbed it directly, stabbed the tip of the knife into his neck and pushed him aside.

The blood didn't even splash onto the car.

Vodka restarted the car.

Hayashi Yoshiki, who was sitting in the back seat, just glanced at Chikuta Taku's lifeless body with the corner of his eye, with no emotion in his heart.

Two people died in just one night. This matter will definitely be reported in the newspaper tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The death of Chikuta Taku and his robbery will also be reported. The exact amount of things stolen will be clear when he read the newspaper.

Vodka drove the car back to the downtown area.

He waited until he heard the sound of a text message coming from his phone, then he found a random place to stop and turned on his computer to log into his email.

"Sent it over, hey... two more rats."

The email contained two documents, which contained the identities and photos of the two men, as well as their daily activity locations and records.

"Hayashi."

Gin looked at the files in the computer and said without turning his head, "Prove your ability once again and get rid of these two guys."

"They are marginal personnel who have some connection with the organization." Hayashi Yoshiko looked at the two faces on the screen with interest.

"Yes, there have been a lot of unruly guys recently, and even some gang members who want to play espionage with us. And guys like these are idiots who don't know the terror of the organization and dare to sell out the interests of the organization for a little money." Vodka said sarcastically.

"Okay." Hayashi Yoshikiplayed with his phone, "But how long does "as soon as possible" mean?"

"The sooner the better, but no more than five days." Because of Hayashi Yoshiki's unique way of killing, Gin gave him plenty of time.

"Well, let's say two days later. Does that mean there are any requirements for the method of death?"

"Whatever you want, I just want the result."

Murder is murder, no matter how fancy the process is, it is still murder.

Gin doesn't care about anything else.

But

(Are there murderers who consider killing as an art?)

Gin thought silently as he glanced at Hayashi Yoshiko, who was still smiling after receiving the task and seemed to feel no pressure at all.

From the accidental killing in the aquarium, it can be seen that Hayashi Yoshiki's killing method is a series of steps. Although he did kill the target perfectly, he became irritated because the target landed on his back when he died...

In other words, this guy finds it difficult to accept that there are flaws in the perfect scene he planned.

(Perhaps it's boring perfectionism, or maybe it's just plain obsessive-compulsive disorder.)

Gin snorted inwardly.

He doesn't care about the personalities or ideas of his subordinates. As long as they are capable enough and loyal to the organization, that's enough.

In addition, as long as Hayashi Yoshiki can prove his ability again this time, Gin naturally wouldn't mind giving him a hand.

"Then I'll do it my way. Please send me this file later. And if there is nothing else, can you take me to Beika Second Apartment?"

"Big Bro?" Vodka turned his head and looked at Gin.

"Send him there."

The vehicle quickly drove away from the spot.

Hayashi Yoshiki said that it was easy to work in the organization - as long as you had the ability and the opportunity to let Gin drive you, it would be fine.