Gin remained as cold as ever, and Belmode acted as if nothing had happened and did not even talk about this incident.

After sleeping in the hotel for one night, Belmode took Gin and Kurosawa Gin out early in the morning. The schedule was very full, including amusement parks, hot spring towns, snack streets, night parties... two adults accompanied the children.

One day later, Kurosawa Gin had a great time.

Bermod put his coat on Kurosawa Gin and picked him up easily. Kurosawa Gin drowsily rubbed his neck on Bermod's neck and fell into a deep sleep.

Gin glanced at Kurosawa Gin and made sure that he was really asleep before taking out the cigarette and holding it in his mouth - without lighting it - he still put his hands in his pockets casually, but his tone was vague, "What are you going to do?"

"Huh?" Belmode asked in confusion, with real confusion in his aqua eyes, "What are you doing?"

"If you don't want to say it, forget it," Gin didn't force her to answer. If Belmode wanted to hide it, no one could pry her mouth open. The silver-haired man reached out and held the cigarette, "When are you leaving?"

"Tonight." Belmode raised her lips slightly and glanced at Kurosawa Gin, who was sleeping soundly on her shoulder. He didn't say when she would be back, and Gin didn't ask either. This question was meaningless.

Gin didn't know what Bellmod was going to do, but he could guess that it was definitely an extremely dangerous thing, so dangerous that... Bellmod went forward with a certain death intention.

Gin turned his head and glanced at Kurosawa Gin, who was huddled in the quilt and was completely unaware of this. Gin changed his position and closed his eyes to rest.

Gin and Kurosawa Gin stayed in Osaka for another day, and then managed to bump into the murder scene on the first night after Bermod left. Kurosawa Gin looked at those familiar figures for half a moon, and it turned out that he was receiving special care from the God of Death.

People - they die wherever they go.

Bermod's departure did not cause much disturbance in Kurosawa Gin's life. After all, that woman was originally a mystic.

Although Gin had some guesses, he would not sit idle with Kurosawa Ginti. Everyone has things they need to do or want to do, and others cannot interfere.

Gin glanced at the new email, replied with a few words, and then deleted it.

"I haven't seen Belmod recently." Kurosawa Gin put away the game controller and sighed. Gin read the email as if nothing had happened. Since the last time we saw each other in Osaka, there has been no news from Belmod for half a month. Kurosawa

Ze Yin couldn't contact her either, "Gin, do you know what she did?"

Gin stayed silent, looking down at his phone.

"Ignoring people again." Kurosawa Gin muttered to himself for a while, put on his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"You are going to stay at Dr. Ali's house tonight." Gin suddenly said.

Kurosawa Gin paused and immediately guessed that Gin had a mission and was leaving. He turned his back to Gin as if nothing had happened, "Okay, then when will you come back?"

"I'll pick you up when I get back." Ginjiu didn't give exact information, or rather, he couldn't.

"I understand," Kurosawa Gin said in a relaxed tone. He changed his shoes as usual, opened the door, and after a long silence, he lowered his head and asked, "You will come back safely, right?"

Kurosawa Gin was not stupid. There had been no news from Bermod for so many days and Gin avoided talking about it. It was easy to guess that Bermod had gone to do something dangerous.

Gin came to Kurosawa Gin and helped him zip up the outermost layer of his schoolbag, "If you don't leave, you will be late."

There is no answer to that question. You have to fulfill your promise, but who can guarantee that you will return safely?

Stifling silence.

Feeling Gin's movement to stand up, Kurosawa Gin tightened his fingers, "I don't want to become an orphan...Dad."

Gin moved his hands for a moment, and then heard the sound of the door closing. The silver-haired man had a gloomy expression. He stood there in silence for a moment before continuing to pack things - nothing that might cause trouble should be left in the villa, including but...

It's not just limited to clothes.

After leaving Black Ball in the pet shop, Gin dressed in black, lowered the brim of his hat, and left the villa without disturbing anyone.

…

A tall man with long silver hair gathered up, wearing black boots and camouflage uniform squatted on a branch, carrying a sniper rifle on his back and a monocular in his hand, looking at the appearance of the forest cabin a few hundred meters away.

It looks like just a shabby abandoned vine house that was built decades ago and is no longer inhabited, but in fact it is just a door, and the real secret is hidden inside the vine house.

Gin has been guarding here for three days, but there is no movement in the Fujiya. He can't force his way in yet. After all, he is not familiar with the structure inside. If he breaks in, he will most likely be trapped inside. Now he can only wait, wait for them for a month

One-time material entry.

Gin never lacks patience.

After squatting for three more days, at 2:30 in the morning, Gin keenly caught the unusual sound and woke up from his sleep. His excellent night vision allowed him to easily see the team he had been waiting for.

Gin watched them pass under him, moved his fingertips slightly, and used the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops to throw an inconspicuous gadget into a person's hair, and then held the stake again.

Silence returned to the jungle, or in other words, it had always been silent.

Gin leaned against the tree trunk, wearing an earphone in one ear. It was not the pair he often wore before. Although it was also a pair of black earphones, they were wireless. When performing such tasks, Gin never

Wear those wired headphones that affect your hearing range.

The sky is extremely dark tonight and not a single star can be seen.

In the jungle, camouflage uniforms were more concealed. Gin also hid all his dazzling silver hair under his black hair, leaning motionless against the tree trunk, listening to the sound coming from the headphones, without any sound.

No sound, not even footsteps could be heard.

The base inside the rattan house seems to be made of some kind of sound-absorbing material. All subtle movements are absorbed and cannot be captured at all.

More than an hour passed, but there was still no movement in the earphones. The bug was considered useless. Gin took out a pair of black sunglasses and put them on. When he pressed something on the temples with his fingers, he could clearly see the orientation map on the lenses.

, the group of people just now were about a hundred meters away from him.

Walking more than 100 meters in an hour?

Or……

Gin jumped from one tree to another, heading in the direction of the group, jumping back and forth on the tree trunks without making any sound.

Gin stopped on a tree, looked at the bottomless cliff in front of him, and started tracking again. The location was right here. Could it be at the bottom of the cliff?

This cliff was not bare. On the contrary, there were many plants and trees growing on the cliff. Gin put back his sunglasses, jumped off the tree trunk, and climbed down the cliff without any protective measures. The safety ropes could indeed protect him.

But if someone walks up there, it's easy to expose your whereabouts.

Grasping the protruding rocks on the cliff, he moved down little by little. It was pitch black now, which was the best time to sneak in. Gin couldn't let him go, although it was quite dangerous.

After probably descending for more than 100 or 200 meters, Gin's excellent night vision allowed him to notice something unusual. He stopped and continued to climb down, then slowly moved to the side. A dark hole appeared in front of him, about half a person's height.

, two people wide, it looks like a natural cave at first glance, but it is extremely cleverly hidden among the vegetation.

Gin once again took out his sunglasses and put them on. He had already arrived at the group's location, but the instrument only detected the floor plan. Gin didn't know exactly what depth they were at. He could only guess based on the signal strength. When he arrived here,

The signal is already strong.

With the dagger hidden in the palm of his hand, Gin bent down and walked in through the small opening. The opening was very narrow, but became wider as he walked in, and traces of some people could already be seen.

This is a dead end - Gin looked at the dirt in front of him. There was no fork in the road. He could go straight from the entrance of the cave to get here.

Gin reached out and touched the soil in front of him, poked it with a dagger, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if it could be dug?

Three hours later...

Gin looked at the small hole that could barely pass through. Although it was said to be able to pass through, it was actually the same size as an ordinary person's head. Fortunately, he could shrink his bones, otherwise he would have to dig through it until the end of the year.

The pile of dirt seemed to have been moved and blocked by people inside. The outermost part was dirt, and the inside was cement and dirt. Should we really be glad that he didn't use concrete, diamonds or the like?

After taking a moment to turn around, Gin patted the dirt on his body, arranged his equipment, and continued walking forward. This time he saw the end within a few minutes of walking - a door full of technology.

Staring at the password input port next to the door, Gin took out a small notebook and connected the notebook to the door with a data cable. His fingers moved quickly on the keyboard. After a few minutes, the door slowly opened.

Gin ducked in. There seemed to be some kind of base behind the door. It looked like a football field. He turned on the tracking system and saw that the red dot had left the spot. Gin looked around, increased his vigilance, and moved forward quietly.

It's so quiet here. A huge underground base is built with white metal. I don't know how long it took to build this place. There is white everywhere. Gin's camouflage uniform is particularly conspicuous here. A door in front suddenly opens, Qin

Jiu quickly hid aside, lying on the wall and watching the three people walking past him.

They were all dressed in white coats, two men and one woman, obviously headed by the woman. All three of them had an indifferent expression on their faces. They were not the kind of indifference that Gin had, who had seen everything in the world, experienced the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and was indifferent to all life.

, and there is a weird indifference like a robot, every step seems to have been measured, and it is accurate.

The leading woman held a stack of documents in her left hand. Ginjiu saw the dense data on it. The place where the three people walked was too flat and there was no place to hide. If Ginjiu followed, the other party would be able to see him when they turned around.
Chapter completed!