The speed of the gin that successfully shook the waves behind him suddenly increased, and the speed of progress was several times faster than before. A black figure flashed through the forest and appeared a few meters away in the blink of an eye, and it became faster and faster.

With such a highway, I arrived at the destination in half an hour after a few hours. Through the dense grass, the castle full of vicissitudes appeared in front of me. The stone platform was covered with moss. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

Gin looked around, slowly tied her long silver hair and walked into the castle quietly. The black figure was not conspicuous in the night, her cold face was hidden in the darkness, her stern steps, her pine green eyes were calm and quiet, and the wind and grass brought movements from afar. The forest was very quiet, and the castle was quieter, quieter to the point of being weird.

The castle was flashing with silver-blue light, painted with fluorescent pigment, and the handwriting was chaotic, like a whirlpool. The air flowed behind him was strange. Gin's expression was unchanged and a round kick kicked the person who was playing the sneak attack from behind.

A distorted smile appeared on the face of the person kicked away. Some people looked normal at first glance, but in fact they were crazy, paranoid and extreme, such as Gin, while some people did not look like normal people, such as the person standing opposite Gin.

"Mariana Trench" Scarlet Class A wanted personnel 8927.

The other party failed to successfully attack, and there was no disappointment. The smile on his face became more and more open. The dagger with a cold light in his hand hit Gin's carotid artery. The master fought, and the move was fatal. Compared to the crazy 8927's lifelessness, Gin was more restrained and calm.

Kicking 8927 away again, Gin also exasperated a little. He couldn't kill, but the other party stared at his deadly part and attacked wildly.

Tsk.

This guy who uses himself to make a bomb is indeed troublesome. Once he takes the opportunity to die, the bomb in his body will explode at the moment when the other party dies. In other words, 8927 is a moving human bomb.

This is not good for Gin. The fingers of the right hand move slightly, and the body leans back and avoids the blade that cuts into his throat, and punches 8927's abdomen.

Gin was invincible in close combat. She had some concerns before, but now she could only be beaten by him once she let go of 8927. The smell of blood stimulated the nerves, blood and pain from the abyss beasts are the best catalysts. 8927's expression was already a little crazy.

The pine green eyes were undercurrent, and the darkness that had been hidden by Gin began to rush, without the usual indifference, politeness, harmlessness. Now Gin and hair are full of heart-wrenching darkness.

Instead of directly dealing with the person, he was abused, breaking his ribs, twisting his arms, stabbing his internal organs, and gin destroyed 8927's body bit by bit, trampling the person under his feet, looking down at this A-level wanted criminal who had completely lost his ability to resist.

"Who are you a devil?" Until now, 8927 said the first sentence after meeting, his eyes were full of mockery. Even if he was trampled under his feet, even if his life was in danger, he was still arrogant and crazy.

Gin looked down at the man who was covered with blood. His orifices were bleeding. Even if he left and went to the hospital now, it would be difficult to survive. Gin had already smelled gasoline. "Is it related to you?"

The pine green eyes are no longer as clear and quiet as before. They are obviously very beautiful in color, but they give people a sense of fatal danger for no reason. This ancient castle filled with gasoline only needs a small mechanism to burn and spread at an astonishing speed.

The burning of flames caused the air temperature to rise sharply. When the gasoline reaches a certain level, it may also cause an explosion. The evening breeze encourages the flames and the flames illuminate the night sky. Gin moved her feet and half-squatted down, and took out the things in her arms. It was a photo of a few years old. In the photo, a young man with silver hair looked like he was in his teenager holding a blood-dripping knife in his hand, surrounded by corpses. The little boy stood in the middle of a sea of ​​corpses with evil spirits and malicious intentions.

Gin sneered and came to the flames slowly. He reached out to the photo to the flames, not caring about Mars falling at the feet. He watched the photo turn into ashes little by little. The high temperature of the flames and the reduction of oxygen made the body feel a little uncomfortable. Gin glanced at 8927, who was on the verge of death, kicked the person into the sea of ​​fire, and the fire spread instantly.

The moment Gin kicked away 8927, she passed through the sea of ​​fire at lightning speed, jumped down from the window of the castle, and behind her, an explosion sounded.

The tall man in black never turned around from beginning to end, with his back facing the sea of ​​fire, his hands in his pockets, and slowly entered the forest. The sea of ​​fire caused a wave of heat, his silver hair flew, and gin came from the flames, carrying an unrivaled sharp aura, and walked towards the darkness without hesitation.

After Conan and the others called the police, the magnificent castle had already turned into ruins. Gin stood on the branches and watched the fire brigade extinguishing the fire from afar. The eyes of the lower eyes were in chaos.

Does Gin have the ability to stop the 8927 fire-proof castle?

Didn’t Gin notice the despair of 8927 in a crazy way?

He had the ability and discovered it, but he chose to stand by and watch or even help the evil.

It leaped down from a few meters tall tree lightly without making any sound. If Belmode hadn't been there, Gin would have definitely left.

As for doubting that he released the fire?

The police need evidence to arrest people, and as long as all witnesses are eliminated, who knows that he has been here?

On the other side, Belmode also looked at the ruins from afar, and she also knew that this fire was most likely related to Gin.

"Belmode, what do your organization want to do?!" Conan asked sternly. If they hadn't discovered it in time, it would have caused a forest fire! And no one could tell if anyone lived in the castle!

"We really just came out to relax." Belmode looked innocent, staring at the castle that was still emitting black smoke, "The location was chosen by Gin."

So if there is really any task, only Gin knows the specific situation.

"What's wrong?" A cold voice suddenly rang behind him. Belmode instinctively tightened his body, then relaxed, and turned his head with a smile to look at Gin, who appeared behind him at some point.

"I don't know why the fire broke out here." Belmode looked at the gin with an inquiring look, "You don't know?"

Gin casually glanced at the ashes castle, with hands in his pockets, his expression depressed, his silver bangs blocked his eyes, "I don't have the energy." He fought with 8927, and his body returned to his original state of mingling in the abyss - he was always highly vigilant and absolute combat power, but this was not a good thing for Gin today.

Who knows that in the abyss, he only slept one-eighth or even less in 24 hours a day, and he couldn't relax mentally. Such a state would be very tired if it lasts for a long time - psychological fatigue. At least Gin can only slightly let go of his alertness and enter a shallow sleep after entering the organization for a long time.

Conan, who was beside him, noticed nothing, but Belmode smelled the faint smell of blood on the gin. The people in the dark were extremely sensitive to the smell of blood and smoke, just like sharks in the deep sea.

Her fair and slender fingers gently lifted the silver bangs in front of Ginju, and looked at the dark and cold pine green eyes. The water-green eyes contained sincere concern. Maybe Conan couldn't find it, Akai Hideichi, and Kurosawa Gin could not find it, but Belmode could not not have noticed it.

She has known Gin for eight years. They met Gin as soon as Gin entered the organization. At that time, they also worked with her many tasks, and Gin saved her more than once.

Gin's current state is absolutely wrong. Even though he conceals it well, the unique delicate emotions of women and years of familiarity can make Belmode easily detect Gin's emotional changes.

If the gin before was like a sea flowing under a glacier, calm and without any waves, then now it is like a deep sea surging undercurrents, and it can unconsciously cause stormy waves.

Gin took the lead and looked cold and said nothing. Belmode sighed, "You are really not honest."

The slender fingers raised Ginjiu's chin, and the blonde beauty who was in trouble with the country and the people rushed up close to her body, touching her lips. She took advantage of the few seconds when Ginjiu had not come back to her senses and bravely moved her beautiful and smooth long silver hair a few times, and then pinched Ginjiu's face, "So good."

Conan, who was standing by, said that his eyes were almost blind, but the two parties involved didn't care at all.

"What are you doing?" Gin's voice was a little low, and he obviously didn't want to waste his time here anymore.

Gin didn't care about the fact that she just touched her head and pinched her face. Belmode realized this and felt bright and bright with the naked eye. He ignored the dangers of Gin itself. This guy's temperament is really harmless and can confuse people's eyes.

Belmode knew the potential danger of Gin itself, but he still couldn't help but have a bad idea. She really wanted to kidnap/scam/coax this person home to raise him. She was really well-behaved! And it was only for her obedience. She changed to someone else to pinch Gin's face and touch Gin's hair... She only had one life, so she had to cherish it.

"Gin, come home with me?" Belmode was in a good mood and didn't even care that the forest bath was destroyed. Gin threw a puzzled look.

Belmode couldn't help but pinch Gin's face again. Gin was very thin and there was basically no meat on his face. I don't know why Belmode was keen on this activity.

Gin might have avoided it or warned him, but he was in a state of despair now and was completely letting Belmode ravage.
Chapter completed!