Leave those corpses to the cleaners, and use a special website to notify them. Gin walked step by step towards his safe house. He was so focused that he didn't pay attention just now. Now that he stopped, the wounds on his body began to show his presence.

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He walked to one of his safe houses, checked the environment, and eliminated traces. Gin breathed heavily and pulled out a medical kit from the cabinet, which contained all the medicines and tools. Gin took off his clothes and broke his right forearm.

, the right hand was scratched, there was a wound on the neck, and a bloody cut on the chest was more than 20 centimeters long, but not deep, and did not hurt the ribs or internal organs. These wounds were more fatal.

Sterilize the needle with alcohol, then thread the needle, and sew the wound yourself. There is no anesthetic here, and even if there is, it will have no effect on him. A large dose of anesthetic will affect the nerves, and sweat comes out of the forehead. Stitch after stitch, carefully

It took half an hour to sew up the wound on his chest. After cutting off the needle and thread, Gin breathed quickly. He had pain-sensing nerves, and they were more sensitive than ordinary people. And because he didn't like to let others get close to him, he always

I treated the wound myself, sterilized the sutured wound with a sterile cotton swab, wiped away the blood, and wrapped it with a waterproof bandage to ensure that it could avoid external bacterial infection to the greatest extent without affecting ventilation.

There is also a wound on the right hand. This one is a little deeper and continues to be sutured. This time the time is slightly shorter. It is done in ten minutes. I disinfect and wipe off the blood and bandage it. Then I apply an unknown green ointment on the right forearm, and then

Fix it with a polymer splint and tie it with a bandage, making sure it does not affect the movement of your elbow and wrist joints. As for the wound on your neck, it is the lightest. Just disinfect it and apply some medicine, and put a band-aid on it to prevent bacterial infection.

After the operation, it has been an hour since Gin entered the safe house. He destroyed the blood-stained bandages and cotton, cleaned and disinfected all the used medical equipment, and washed away the brain blood on his head and face, and cleaned himself in the safe house.

After erasing the remaining traces of the injury, Gin collapsed on the sofa. He lost too much blood and was dizzy. However, he couldn't rest peacefully until the place was cleaned up. If someone suddenly broke in, he would be able to do nothing.

Evacuate quickly without any worries.

Gin was leaning on the sofa, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were closed. He looked like a fragile glass doll. He just made a slight adjustment and would not stay here for long.

Even though his body was so exhausted that he didn't want to move at all, Gin still opened his eyes and blinked. Finally, he cleared the traces of his past and returned to his apartment along the alley before the sun had fully risen.

Avoiding the wound, he washed the brain matter and blood on his face and head, destroyed his blood-stained clothes, wiped his body with a towel several times, changed into new clothes, drank some water and ate a few wolfberry berries, and returned to the bedroom to sleep.

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He didn't plan to go out for anything important until the injury recovered, so he stayed in the apartment to recuperate. Although it was said to be recuperating, it was actually just sleeping. However, Gin's sleep was not stable, and the stimulation of the wound could not be ignored.

Gin stayed in the apartment for several days. Apart from the necessary daily needs, he basically slept, on the balcony during the day and in the bedroom at night, motionless and silent.

The days of near-paralysis and recuperation did not last too long. Gin was pulled out of the door by a phone call from Bermod, "Assorted items appeared in Izumi City, Osaka Prefecture."

Assorted panache is a mixture of beer and lemon drink poured into a beer glass in a ratio of 1:1. He is a scientific researcher of the organization. He only defected a few years ago and is one of the few traitors who has escaped the pursuit of the organization.

The important thing is not this person, but that Shijin stole a drug from the organization before escaping, aptx0096, which can put people into a state of suspended animation, without breathing, and heartbeat close to zero, but if it is not injected in time within two hours

Antidote, fake death becomes real death.

"I got it." Gin opened his eyes, the sun was warm on his body, hung up the phone from Belmode, informed Vodka, got up and went to the bedroom, took off the bandages, applied medicine, re-bandaged, changed clothes, and installed weapons.

, walked to the door of the apartment, picked up the windbreaker from the hanger, put the hat on his head, and went downstairs.

The wound has not healed completely, and it will take some time before the stitches can be removed. In order to cover up the injury on his hand, Gin wore gloves and hid all the wounds under his clothes.

The polymer splint on his right forearm has not yet been removed, and it will take a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. What's more, he suffered a direct bone fracture. Even if his self-healing ability is extremely powerful, it will take about a month to fully recover.

Izumi City, Osaka Prefecture - A Porsche 356a was parked on the side of the road. A Harley motorcycle came quickly and stopped steadily by the window. Belmod pushed the goggles on his helmet and lowered his voice, "It's been determined.

She has lost her identity, but now she is involved in a case and is being targeted by the police."

"Did you find the potion?" Gin tapped the window frame with his fingers. Shi Jin must die, and the potion must be recovered.

"No," Belmod shrugged, "The location of the potion will certainly not be easily exposed."

Shijin is now being watched by the police, and they are not very easy to do anything. "Have you searched her house?" Gin leaned on the seat and narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that Shijin was the person who organized the scientific research team before he left.

He became a high-level person, and later seemed to fall in love with an undercover agent. The undercover agent was executed by the organization, and Shijin also defected with the organization's medicine.

He remembered that the undercover agent's code name seemed to be...Scotch?

Scotland was executed by Shuichi Akai, who was an undercover agent of the organization at the time. As for Scotland's true identity, it was not possible to find out because his cell phone was destroyed. The body was later disposed of by the organization.

"She has searched the places she often goes," said Bellmode, who said she was very dedicated, "and no medicine was found." Bellmode hates the organization's drug research, but she has nothing to do, and she hates having to rely on the drugs developed by those guys.

The medicine is really nauseating.

After all, she still had to go and have a meeting with Shijin first, and she might have hidden the potion on her body. "What case?" Gin said in a flurry, and Belmode answered fluently.

"Her husband died. He was drowned. It was suspected to be a vendetta. However, Shijin's husband had a good reputation among the neighbors and could not find any enemies at all." Belmode declined to comment. According to her,

As we know, Shijin's husband is an alcoholic, and Shijin has definitely suffered from domestic violence for a long time. However, she cannot call the police. Not only can she not call the police, but she also has to show the illusion of harmony between husband and wife. After all, if she calls the police, she is likely to be investigated by the organization.

The power of the organization penetrates into all levels.

Belmode had no sympathy for this. She would only feel happy no matter how miserable the people who researched drugs in the organization were. "Do you need me to investigate?"

"You go ask." Ginjiu didn't have any personal emotions. Since Shijin was involved in the case, she should be mentally prepared to be approached by the organization. As a scientific researcher, she has no fighting ability, let alone the rigorous training in the organization.

She is a member of the highly trained action team and cannot deal with even ordinary gangsters on the street. However, this woman is also cruel to herself and deserves to be able to escape the organization's pursuit for so many years.

After losing weight several times, I had liposuction to lose weight and ruined my figure. I didn’t use any credit cards in order to avoid being organized. I was able to endure the humiliation even when I was raped. I didn’t go to the hospital when I was pregnant. After getting married, I became a full-time housewife and was not very friendly.

Deal with others.

If it hadn't been for this accident, Shijin might have lived like this for the rest of his life, but without that, Shijin would have been exposed to the eyes of the organization after all.

"Ask?" Belmode raised his eyebrows slightly and buckled his goggles back on, "Will she say it?" As if he just asked casually and didn't care about the answer, Belmode tightened the accelerator and sped away.

"Brother." After Belmod left, Vodka came over with two shark fins wrapped in rice and handed him a box of gin. It was obviously freshly made, and the box was still hot to the touch.

While gin and vodka were having lunch in the car, the police were greeted by the police again. The thin woman looked at the group of people in front of her with a confused face, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale. "Mrs. Maeda, I'm sorry to bother you again."

," The police couldn't bear to ask any more questions about what happened to this poor woman, but their duties required them to ask for all the details. "We still have some questions to ask."

"It's okay, you can ask." Mrs. Maeda took a deep breath and seemed to calm down. She seemed to be a woman who had a deep affection for her husband. In fact, she had no trouble in her heart and was even a little happy to defect from the organization.

, being hunted by the organization, she has lived in fear for these years. She is very aware of the organization's methods. From the moment she chose to defect and took away an important medicine of the organization, she was destined to be homeless and in fear all day long.

Those guys should have tracked her down by now, and maybe even her home has been searched.

"On the day Mr. Maeda died, where did you do it?" The policeman took a pen and prepared to record it. His tone was very gentle and not aggressive. After all, no one with a little sympathy could do anything about this fate.

The frustrated woman is indifferent.

"I stayed at home almost all day that day, cooking, cleaning, and going out to buy groceries after ten o'clock. I didn't leave here." Shijin knew that the more complicated the action trajectory, the more likely it was that the police would find flaws, not to mention,

She lived in this kind of anonymity for several years.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" A young policeman stared into Mrs. Maeda's eyes.

Mrs. Maeda paused, lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, then said softly, "...No more."

After answering a few questions and sending the police away, Shijin sighed, but the next second, all her movements seemed to be frozen, and a cold voice sounded in the room——
Chapter completed!