[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

They were thoroughly fooled.

The FBI agents present knew the answer when they saw the handsome young man with dark blue hair who would never forget once he stepped down from the plane.

The young man had already changed into a comfortable short jacket, and he seemed to have covered a layer of feathers because he was afraid of the cold. He smiled at the detectives below with his hands in his sleeves.

"Detectives, are you looking for my little master?"

The pronunciation of the beautiful young man's English is as standard as that of the little master in his mouth, with a little exotic cadence, but Akai Shuichi has no way to appreciate this at all.

With a sullen face, he put the gun in his hand back into the holster behind his waist.He said, how could Gin, who is cautious by nature, stand still and wait to be caught.

And the next moment, the young man's answer also verified his conjecture.

"Little master, he has already left. Really, he just turned around to buy some special products, and the people are gone. I don't know how to wait for the old man."

Several FBI agents looked at each other and winked at each other.I don't know why the young man who claimed to be a grandfather complained a few words, seeming to know nothing, and suddenly reacted.

"Do all the detectives have anything to do with my little lord?"

Unlike Hideichi Akai, Hozina, who was holding the weapon down but didn't intend to put it away, took a step forward, and his eyes fell behind the young man.

"We have received news that a professional killer has threatened Mr. Zhaoqiao's life. I hope you can cooperate."

Even though he had somewhat guessed that Gin Jiu and that boy were probably not on the plane in front of him, he still wanted to confirm it unwillingly.

Facing these agents with clear goals, Sankai Yuezong laughed without the sharpness that Fusangshen should have.He blinked, and took a step back defenselessly.

"Haha, are you a threat? Even if I say it's impossible, you won't believe it!"

With one hand he supported the wide haori sleeve, and with the other he made a gesture of please.

"The little master is eager to return home, and has already left on another earlier plane. This one is specially reserved for me by him."

That's right, when Yue Jian was picked up by Gin Jiu, he took another private jet arranged by him without stopping and left the United States directly.

The private jet arranged by Zhaoqiao's family stayed behind, and Gin, who knew his opponent's thoughts well, used it as a shield.

He deliberately exposed it in front of Hannibal Lecter, because he knew that even if the ogre psychiatrist would leave because he sensed the danger, he would definitely not be able to bear the call because he was unwilling.

At that time, the FBI will definitely search the hotel first.The time freed up was enough for Gin and Yue Jian to leave first.

All he wanted was such a time difference, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so cautious that he didn't make that call until after boarding the plane.It made Gin's original arrangement much more abundant, and even gave Yue Jian time to chat with the FBI agents.

As for, let the FBI catch the connection between himself and the kid.

Ah.

The silver-haired man, who was satisfied with getting the promise from the kid, leaned on the plane seat and sneered.

A psychotic ogre, how many people will buy his testimony?

The BAU organization under the FBI, Gin has also heard of them.This group of extremely efficient profilers roamed around the country, catching all kinds of serial killers, and sometimes cooperated with anti-terrorist organizations, the Department of Homeland Security and even the CIA, and the detection rate even reached 90.00%. Eighty five.

There will be such bright, or too eye-catching achievements, part of which can be said to be a factor that they are rarely influenced by politics.

Alan Hotzner, the prosecutor-turned-administrator was really good.

But how can organizational matters not involve political factors?

The United States is the headquarters of the organization, and this sentence has never been just talk.Being able to occupy half of the underground society in the United States naturally means that they also have a lot of power in the sun.

What is underground supports what is on the surface, and what is on the surface feeds back what is underground.

Black and white have always been inseparable.

They can never imagine how many of the so-called celebrities and congressmen are puppets of the organization.

Want to take on the organization?Deal with them first.

This is a saying that is widely circulated within the organization, but except for a few high-level people, few people really understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Even so, it is said that it was Belmode who was treated differently by Karasuma Renya.

The organization cannot be eliminated, not because of its huge size, but because its interior is too complex.Even if one day the organization is 'uprooted', as long as there is a little spark, he can still change his face and continue to exist again.

Now, apart from Renye Karasuma who is hiding behind the scenes, the only one who understands this complexity best is him Gin.

At this point, even the second-in-command Rum is not as good as him.

"What are you thinking, Brother Zhen?"

Also sitting on the side, Yue Jian who heard Gin Jiu's sneer looked up from the book with a curious expression on his face.

Thinking about the FBI that foolishly thought it could deal with the organization, Gin pressed a few times on the keyboard, and then turned the computer screen over.

As soon as the boy looked up, he saw a familiar face walking cautiously in his family's plane.San Riyue, with her sleeves in her hands, stood by and watched with a smile.

"I thought if I ignored their words, they would leave by themselves."

Although, he would like to ask more, how Brother Zhen managed to install monitors in all his new planes.However, thinking of the performance of the FBI breaking into the airport with a good angle and clear frames, Tsukimi wisely shut his mouth.

"Akai Hideichi has been undercover for three years just to catch me. Now I just get into your plane and take a look. There is nothing you dare not do."

The gin shook the glass containing the crystal liquid, and brought it to his mouth to drink it in one gulp.

"Hostage? It's a good excuse."

Although the rules are rigid, the group of profilers are very flexible.He still has things to arrange in the United States, and it would be a waste of time if they messed up.

It's better to let them be busy, save more free time, and help Akai Shuichi find something for him.

Hearing this, Tsukimi's blue eyes also burst into a smile.

"Leaving aside the deceiving part, their analysis is very interesting."

The boy leaned forward, stared at the man's dark green eyes across the table, and asked.

"In these years, has someone around me really disappeared, why don't I know?"

"You don't know much." Qin Jiu moved the computer away unmoved, then stretched out his hand, pinched the kid's waist across the table, and hugged the kid as if he was lifting him up.

"go to sleep."

There is a real thirteen-hour time difference between the United States and Japan. If you don’t take a break now, you will return to Tokyo in the afternoon, and the time you are physically tired is not the time to rest. It is also difficult.

Still, by Baltimore time, it's not time to sleep either.

"Can't fall asleep, brother Zhen, can you give me a bedtime story?"

After suffering in the cockpit for several hours, Vodka finally couldn't help but rushed out to solve his physical problems, and when he opened the door, he heard these explosive words, and he was dumbfounded.

Sleep, bedtime story?

Let big brother, the frightened Gin in the organization tell a bedtime story? !

Even that gentleman didn't have this kind of treatment, did he?

Vodka, who has run out of brains, has completely forgotten, as a BOSS, no, as long as he is an adult, he will not want such treatment.

Tsukimi, who was used to it naturally, put his hands on the shoulders holding his gin, facing the vodka coming out of the cockpit.He just nodded to this man who came to pick him up in a car, and now he is flying a plane again, just by looking at the simple and honest man, as a greeting.

He knew the man was called vodka, the name of the wine.I also know that Brother Zhen's code name is Gin, but the pronunciation is exactly the same as his real name 'Zhen'.

"Brother, young master."

His face was slightly distorted, and he didn't know if he was holding back, or because he was stimulated by the words bedtime story, Vodka shouted in a trembling voice.

Or, he was frightened by the way his elder brother was holding a boy in his arms.

He must be dreaming, Vodka thought in a trance.

"doing what?"

Gin turned sideways and glanced at the vodka who was stupefied—from the subtle expression on this guy, he guessed that this idiot didn't know what he was thinking about.

"No, nothing."

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Vodka took two quick steps and rushed to the side room, making up his mind to wait for Gin and the boy to leave before going out.Anyway, the plane has already set the automatic flight mode, and the room also has its own toilet.

"What do you want to hear?"

I don't think there is anything strange about bedtime stories at all. Even when the kid was young, he never had any interest in ridiculous fairy tales.The so-called stories are actually Gin telling him about the outside world, sometimes it is an interesting experience, and sometimes it may be Gin's private work, telling him about anti-reconnaissance skills and the like.

To be honest, those stories are not all three views.Even though Gin had already been screened when he was speaking, how many good people and good deeds can a professional killer meet, and more is a trilogy of betrayal, betrayal, and intrigue.

He finds it inconceivable that the little ghost can grow into such a pure and kind temper.

"Just tell me about Brother Zhen's organization?"

Letting gin stuff himself into the soft bed, Yue Jian rubbed the soft pillow with the smell of the sun, his eyes sparkling as he looked over.

Regarding the organization, he originally made up his mind to keep the kid a secret for the rest of his life.Now that he has come to this point by accident, there is nothing to hide.

Gin pondered for a while, then lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, considered his language, and slowly started from the structure of the organization, while skillfully patting his thin back again and again.

When he talked about the basic composition of the organization, the kid's breathing had become extremely light, and he was obviously asleep.

Qin Jiu looked at the young man's narrowed eyes for a while, then bent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

He said before that as a professional killer, there is no light in this life.

Actually, this is not the case.

Zhaoqiao mother and son,

See you at the bridge moon,

It was the best encounter in his life.