Gin satisfied Kurosawa Gin's curiosity, but was not completely satisfied.

"Gin, do you like black or white?" Kurosawa Gin asked suddenly, his tone as calm as if he was just talking casually, and the answer was not important.

Kurosawa Gin had always thought that Gin was completely a dark person, but later he found that this dark person would save people, ordinary people, and FBI, and had no hostility towards the police, but said that he was justice, and those who died at Gin's hands would cry to death.

"Either can." Gin's tone remained unchanged. Black and white are just choices. Gin can be pure black or pure white. It depends on his mood. It's just a matter of saving and killing people. However, he spends most of his time wandering in the abyss.

"Huh?" Kurosawa Gin raised his head, and the silver-haired man behind him looked calm, and he didn't seem to have reacted to what shocking words he said.

"There is no such clear boundary in this world," Gin leans back slightly. Good people need to go through thousands of hardships to become Buddhas, but bad people only need to put down their butcher's knife to become Buddhas. This is hard to say that it is fair, but it is real. Most people live in a gray area, not that good or bad, there are many brave people, and there are also many who take the blame. "It's stupid to look at the problem from one aspect."

The existence of an organization is undoubtedly black. Organization members will kill people and set fires. It is common for illegal and criminal activities to be common, but the organization's enterprises also provide a large number of jobs. Just from these employees, the existence of an organization is not a bad thing, but can you say it is a good thing? Of course not.

It is normal to have good and bad.

"Then do you think that a person is wrong to believe that killing is not a person, and he should not kill anyone anyway. What about this concept?" Kurosawa Gin blinked. Although he did not mention his name, he must be talking about Ke. As far as he knows, Maori Detective Firm was threatened by someone some time ago. Maori Ran grabbed the curtain and stopped the police sniper from sniping. Shinichi Kudo used his lies to stabilize the prisoner.

"It's so ideal," Gin said without hesitation, looking at Kurosawa Gin. The man in a loose casual suit got up and took out two cans from the refrigerator and handed one to Kurosawa Gin. "But it's possible for prisoners in daily life."

"Yusaku Kudo has this ability." Ginju sat on the single sofa, crossed her legs and looked around with her mobile phone. However, this is not involved in the black area. The psychological quality of ordinary prisoners is not that good. The crime is because of one reason or another. However, the group of people who are active in the black area have drunk today. Even if they show weakness, they are more convenient to kill such people directly, so as to save trouble in the future.

"You are very familiar with Yusuke Kudo?"

"I'm not familiar with it," Ginji glanced over the lines of information on the phone screen, and focused on Kurosawa Gin. "It's difficult to get along with the details if the concepts are not consistent."

Some of the Kudo couple's ideas are too idealized, probably related to the experiences of their couple. The perfect life and outstanding ability have led to the couple's views on some issues being too "perfect". Gin has been lying in the dark since she was a child and has grown up in the abyss. Those dark and cruel methods will not react too much whether they are faced or used by themselves.

What's more, Gin is not a person with compassion and empathy, he is not even considered a person.

Gin will save people, protect Kurosawa Gin, pay attention to Belmode, and obey orders - these things that belong to human traits are added to him with their lives the day after tomorrow.

Gin doesn't understand and cannot empathize, but it does carry out these "human qualities".

You shouldn't be here, you don't belong here, your hands shouldn't be used to kill people...

The man's murmuring before his death was very clear. His emotions were too complicated. Gin could not tell the difference, including sadness, pain, struggle... and finally, he was desperate despair.

That person taught Gin to distinguish emotions, understand people's hearts, what kind of situations will lead to what kind of mood, and that person taught Gin to all the things related to "people".

It was also that person who made Gin look like a person now, rather than a high-precision machine.

But it just looks...

"Then shouldn't I have a good relationship with the Kudo family?" Kurosawa Gin groped his chin.

"You can see it yourself." Ginji lowered his eyes and covered the calmness in his eyes. Whether Kurosawa Gin's deep friendship with Yusaku Kudo would not hurt Kurosawa Gin's own life, so Ginji chose to watch coldly.

"Okay, okay." Kurosawa Gin just mentioned casually that he and Shinichi Kudo could not agree with the concepts, and after deep friendship, there were prone to conflicts, or in other words, he could not agree with the children of the Youth Detective Group.

Although he did not kill, he did not think that killing was necessarily wrong. No matter how bad he was, he lived in a gray area, which was different from those brilliant and honest children.

"But then again, if you bring me here, you won't plan to change your apartment again, are you?" Kurosawa Gin looked at this high-end apartment that was obviously well-decorated. This is not just exquisite decoration, but white silver!

"I don't have a fixed residence." Gin's eyes were unravelled. Neither this apartment nor the villa he liked was the environment he liked, so it didn't matter whether it was destroyed or discovered. However, if you dare to touch his things, you have to leave something. He is not a philanthropist, so he gave money to people for nothing.

The phone shook without warning. Ginji lowered her eyes and glanced at the screen. Kurosawa Gin tilted her head, trying to see clues from Ginji's face, but failed. The expressionless silver-haired man put away his cell phone and stood up, "I'll take you back."

The blue Lexus LC was parked on the side of Mikacho. The person in the driver's seat ticks the steering wheel with one hand and stares at the mobile phone screen with the other. The account password on the screen has been entered, but his fingers have not clicked the login button. He paused for about a minute, and Gin exited the webpage of the pure black interface.

In the villa next to Dr. Agasa's house, he hid behind the curtains with glasses and swept past the blue Lexus LC. He did not keep staring at the car. People like them were particularly sensitive to vision, let alone gin, who was ignorant of the depth.

After taking a look at the organization's tasks, I processed a few of them and went directly to Belmode's apartment, but I couldn't block the people. I pondered for two seconds and made a phone call.

"hello, gin," the woman's soft voice with a smile rang on the phone, "It's really rare that you call me."

"Where are you?" Gin entered the shop with a single sword. The blonde woman in the mall handed the clothes on her hands to the service staff, with a bright smile on her face and slowly reported the address. Gin hung up the phone before Belmode started teasing him.

Listening to the "beep" sound in the microphone, the smile on Belmode's face became more and more charming, and he looked at the service staff standing aside, "I want to customize a few clothes."

Gin saw her mobile phone sending a six-digit consumption text message to Belmode and sent an email - [Underground garage, five minutes]

The sound of high heels appeared in the last ten seconds of the five-minute time limit. The woman wearing a light-colored top and a leather skirt looked around the garage slowly, but did not see the familiar car model. She saw the double flash of gin and walked slowly towards this side. She unceremoniously placed the shopping bag in her hand in the back seat, and sat in the passenger seat and put her makeup in front of the rearview mirror.

Those cosmetics that looked like they were newly bought were applied on their faces, but these things were just icing on the cake for Belmode. Women who were naturally beautiful were still thrilling even if they appeared without makeup. The delicate facial features and delicate skin were still resistant to the high-definition camera. "I didn't expect you to drive a van."

“More hidden.”

Gin slowly knocked on the steering wheel, without urging her, and was very patient. Anyway, there was no time to do this in the next period of time, so it would be fine to let Belmode enjoy the final quality life.

Seeing Belmode's hand speed getting slower and slower, Gin was not in a hurry. Instead, Belmode raised his hand to surrender first, applied lipstick neatly, pursed his lips, and confirmed that his makeup was fine, then looked at Gin, who was leisurely in the driver's seat, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Although Gin had no expression, Belmode inexplicably felt that Gin was absolutely malicious. Don’t ask why, asking is the sixth sense of a woman.

As it turns out, Belmode's intuition is very accurate.

"Do you remember the performance I told you before?" Gin took out a sealed file bag from the locker. "For the next period of time, you have no tasks and no open activities. Will you go? It has something to do with what you are thinking about."

Belmode curled his lips and smiled. Gin was a very bastard in some ways. He looked deserted and had no desires. In fact, if it really aroused his interest, he would find that this guy was not only cold, but also a bastard, full of bad water and darkened to the core.

As one of the few people who witnessed the behavior of a gin bastard, Belmode took the sealed file bag, which only had two thin pieces of paper inside, which were a photo of a person and analyses of behavior. There was not much information. After reading it carefully, I remembered, "I want to disguise myself as this person?"

"Yes, but you don't need to disguise," Gin turned on the lighter, and the blue flame was reflected in her eyes, with a strange smile that made Belmode's back chill. After a closer look, the eyes were still deserted and quiet, "Ordinary disguise is easy to detect."

"All actions are followed by your command, right?" Belmode gathered the broken hair on his forehead and calmed down the feeling that made people feel cold just now, "Okay, everything is followed by you~"
Chapter completed!