Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

When night falls, the port city of Yokohama will always be lit up with dots of neon lights, colorful and bizarre, reflecting the dark water.

Even if the current situation is tense and the day is bleak, with these colorful colors, the night of this city is no longer so lonely, and it adds a bit of vitality.

Especially in Yokohama Minato Mirai 21 area, where the headquarters of the port mafia--the five towering buildings are located.

Even if they know that the current internal situation in Hong Kong/Black is unstable, no one will lose their head and choose to attack here directly.

But the warehouse under the jurisdiction of the port mafia is not necessarily the case.

The number is large and scattered, and the number of guards varies according to the importance of the goods in the warehouse.

There is a remote and inconspicuous warehouse in the southern suburb of the wilderness across the water from the Hong Kong/Black Building.

Different from the Ambilight on the opposite side, this place is completely its opposite, always a lifeless dark color.

Although this area is subordinate to Hong Kong/Black, due to the lack of people coming and going, the inconvenient transportation, and the low utilization rate in normal times, it can be called barren.

On the other side of its straight line not far away, which needs to cross a piece of forest and steep slopes, is the Fifth Warehouse of Yudao Wharf, which is known as the strongest defense force of the port mafia.

"Do you know why the fifth warehouse is called the warehouse with the strongest defense force?"

Gin was standing on the dark side of the river bank, looking at the bright world on the opposite side.

After leaving the GSS base and changing back to their usual attire, the two secretly lurked near the southern suburbs, waiting for an impending collision.

"A lot of guards? Well-equipped firepower? High patrol frequency? A lot of attention in the headquarters?" Vodka casually brought up several common factors.

"These are just a part." The hem of Gin's long coat fluttered in the night wind. "The most important thing is its mobility and flexibility."

"When the port mafia took us to escort the goods to the fifth warehouse, I felt something was wrong."

"On the one hand, they trust us too much. Although the Hong Kong/Black Organization is now an ally. And I have another identity, but based on my shallow understanding of that leader Sen, he should be more cautious. "

"Actually, when I came to Yokohama, I used the organization's intelligence channels to investigate some basic conditions in Hong Kong/Black."

The blond man had a cigarette in his mouth, but did not light it, "So when I walked into the fifth warehouse, I noticed something strange—the amount of goods stored in the warehouse was not right."

"Although the specific transaction between Hong Kong and Black is a secret, after all, it is a special period now, and some information has been leaked. With Mark's assistance, the general deduction can still be done."

It's not that the port mafia didn't do cover-up work, at least from the outside, the number of transport boxes was the same.

But when unloading the goods last night, it may be because Osamu Dazai himself did not stare at them. The movements of those lower-level Hong Kong/black members were not so meticulous, and there were some bumps and bumps. Many original boxes in the warehouse were slightly shaken by the knock.

The timing of the shaking, the sound of the collision, these subtle problems reveal the fact that the box is empty.

So where did the goods go?

With doubts, Gin combined the map, observed the surrounding terrain, and found this warehouse in the southern suburbs that was easily overlooked.

"There should be a connection between the warehouse in the southern suburbs and the fifth warehouse. There are mountains between the two sides, but the straight-line distance between them on the map is not far away, and they are probably connected by tunnels or the like."

"It looks like no one is guarding here, but there may be secret sentries."

This is why gin and vodka stand outside a certain range centered on the warehouses in the southern suburbs.

"Brother, do you mean that yesterday's goods may no longer be in the fifth warehouse, but they were secretly transferred here?"

The long-haired man nodded.

"Let's wait a little longer." This is also the reason why he is willing to stand by the river at night to bear the cold wind on his face. "After the GSS people come over, no matter whether it is a clear whistle or a dark whistle, they will ignore us."

The organization's original next plan was to instigate various forces to target Hong Kong/Black.

The plan given by the Hong Kong/Black generals is to set up an ambush in the fifth warehouse, wait for the rabbit, and make dumplings for the people who come to the door.

But after Gin Jiu guessed that the fifth warehouse was just a cover, he decided to use the organization's provocative plan as a natural feint—

Leave it to Bourbon to execute, so that the attention of most of the other forces and the Hong Kong/Black forces can be firmly locked in the fifth warehouse.

Then he turned his head and told the GSS the real location where the items were stored, and asked them to exchange fire with the original guards of the warehouse in the southern suburbs, creating opportunities for himself to sneak in.

Gin's hand was slowly rubbing his mobile phone, and the ringing sound was like a signal for the start of a general attack.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart due to the upcoming battle, and connected the phone.

"Bourbon, are you all ready?"

"According to my observations, the Takase Association, the KK Chamber of Commerce, and the Yamami Group have all started to move towards the location of the fifth warehouse, and several other companies are also preparing."

At the moment, Bourbon is hiding in a middle-rise residential building next to the only way leading to the fifth warehouse, while manipulating the computer, he quietly looks down.

"As expected of you, you used a spreading rumor to draw the attention of all parties from Takasekai and GSS back to Hong Kong/Black."

Although he said compliments, he couldn't tell much sincerity from Bourbon's tone.

Gin habitually ignored Bourbon's yin and yang words, and focused on what he said.

Bourbon actually thinks that the rumor about the Hong Kong/Black cargo being drugs came from him?

But he always thought it was Bourbon's handwriting.

If it wasn't them who did it?

Other covetous forces?They have no access to intelligence, and would not choose to share it publicly if they did.

The people inside Sada Shipping?They don't have the courage, and the main characters have been under the monitoring of the organization.

……

After eliminating the impossible answers one by one, the only remaining option can be said to be unexpected and reasonable.

That's the port mafia itself.

Bourbon on the other side of the phone was still asking about his whereabouts. He replied coldly that it had nothing to do with you and hung up the phone.

He's not in the mood to taunt each other with Bourbon right now.

After reaching this conclusion, Qin Jiu faintly felt that the last piece of the puzzle he was missing was finally complete.

After thinking about the cause and effect again, he roughly guessed the truth, but for a moment he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"Hehe...ha..."

He laughed intermittently a few times, his voice was extremely cold and hard, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted.

Vodka, who felt the temperature drop around him, looked up at his elder brother.

Oh my god, is the eldest brother finally going crazy because he couldn't find any evidence to frame Bourbon!

"Brother...Brother, has there been any change in action?" Vodka asked cautiously.

"No, as usual."

There was no fluctuation in Gin's words, but for some reason, Vodka felt a murderous aura from the other party's body.

He closed his mouth very discerningly.

The predicted moment came, because the voice on the other side could not be heard clearly across a densely vegetated hillside.

But it may be that someone climbed up to a high place while fighting, and the faintly flickering bullets could be seen clearly in the dark night.

"Get ready..." Qin Jiu glanced at the time, "GSS is almost here too."

Although the leader of the GSS didn't have any special talents, after all, he was able to separate the side of Yokohama, which loves fighting, and the fighters under him would not be too reckless and rampant.

When the GSS combat team was lurking not far away, it was discovered by Hong Kong/Hei's secret sentry, and the two sides immediately fought.

"Since the Southern Suburb Warehouse and the Fifth Warehouse are connected, if there is a problem here, the Fifth Warehouse will receive news soon. According to common sense, the goods here in the Southern Suburb are more important, even if there is Takase on the other side. If it drags on, they will immediately send someone over to help."

"So we're running out of time."

"According to common sense?" Vodka took advantage of the fierce battle ahead, quietly approaching the entrance of the warehouse, and at the same time did not forget to ask humbly.

"Because there is another possibility..."

It would be better to say that this possibility is even greater.

After guessing that the gossip was spread by Hong Kong/Black itself.

I am afraid Hong Kong/Black included other forces in their plan from the very beginning.

Vodka and Gin did not encounter many obstacles on the way to sneak into the warehouse in the southern suburbs.

Except for some organs that are similar to pranks and not used for self-defense, it can be called unexpectedly smooth.

Outside is the hail of bullets and splattered flesh and blood.But inside the warehouse, it was eerily quiet.

The outermost guards are fighting fiercely, but the inside is empty except for some transport boxes.

No sign of anyone's presence.

It seems to be separated into two worlds by a gate.

Those who sneak into the warehouse can even faintly hear the echo of their own footsteps.

Thin clouds floated, and the moonlight shone through.

Faced with this situation, Qin Jiu sighed and relaxed a little.

A curly-haired head protruded from the highest point of the transport boxes.

"Ah! The night scene is so beautiful today."

Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to guard the fifth warehouse, appeared here alone.

"Are you alone here?"

The curly head nodded.

"The rest of the people evacuated early?"

The curly head nodded again.

"Then I'm qualified?"

Gin finally raised his eyelids and looked at him squarely.

Even though he was standing at the bottom, he naturally showed a condescending aura.

"What is qualified or not, Mr. Kurosawa has always been our loyal and capable companion?"

Osamu Dazai opened his iris-colored eyes and looked innocently at the questioner.

That's what it means to be sure.

Gin chuckled silently.

"Whatever your rating is for me, I haven't given my rating for you yet."

"Oh..." As if hearing some interesting speech, the young man jumped down from a high place.The suit jacket he was simply wearing was blown up by the air current, and it was firmly buckled on his shoulders after landing.

He leaned closer and asked curiously, "Will Mr. Nathan be struck out?"

There was undisguised anticipation in his eyes.

But without waiting for the other party to answer, he quickly rolled his eyes again, stepped back a few steps and rubbed against the edge of the stack of transport boxes, and rummaged inside with his backhand.

Half a day later, he raised a thick wooden stick about half a meter long, and opened a row of wooden boxes behind him.

"I prepared this specially, and it's filled with gasoline."

"How is it? Do you want to pick it up?"

He stretched out his hand in the direction of Gin.

Qin Jiu stood where he was, looking at him with a half-smile.

Osamu Dazai also looked completely unhurried.

The sound of the battle outside the warehouse gradually subsided, but inside the warehouse was a different kind of silence.

Gin scanned the bags of white powder in the transport box and understood what the forest leader meant.

The man gave a short laugh, took the stick from Osamu Dazai's hand, took out the lighter from his pocket, and lit it with a click.The dark room without lights was instantly reflected orange red.

He lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth with the brilliant flame burning on the wooden stick.

Then he stretched out his hand freely and flicked it, and the neatly packed packaging bags spread like a prairie fire.

"Then let's have a celebratory fireworks at the right time!"

The author has something to say: In reality, drug incineration is generally concentrated and fixed-point incineration, high-temperature gasification and decomposition, and waste gas and waste will also be treated in a harmless manner. The procedure is still very strict.

If it is ignited directly, it will cause harm to the surrounding environment.

The plot in the article must not be connected with reality.

If you want to round out this logic, it means that the burning site is deserted and the overall number is not very large, and there will be official specialists to deal with it later.