Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

The Dugong Festival is one of the most lively events on the island.

The sky will be dark, and rows of white paper lanterns will be hung on the road leading to the shrine.

Behind the lantern are clusters of dancing orange-red flames, which are reflected on the paper, removing some of the sense of sadness brought by the light color.

Residents on the island and tourists from outside walked along the approach with the sound of drums, climbed the long steps, passed through the torii gates, and came outside the main hall.

After the Kagura dance, the two paper sliding doors that attracted everyone's attention were finally slowly pushed open from the middle.

Appearing in front of people's eyes was a small old man in a red and white shrine maiden costume with heavy makeup on his face.

She walked out from inside with a long log wrapped around the front end, and put it into the altar fire outside the door to ignite it.Then, the jumping flames were pressed against the paper sliding door.

In just an instant, the flames moved around the door regularly as if they were attached to a lead wire, and finally formed three groups of characters.

Thirteen, five, nine, eight, seven...

The three lucky ones who will receive the Dugong Arrow this year were selected.

Immediately, cheers came from the crowd watching the ceremony.Of course, there were more sighs of regret.

This is the most important part of the Dugong Ceremony, and it is also a drama that is regularly staged every year.

There are very few people who can be drawn, and most of the spectators just sigh habitually, and quickly forget about it, and happily enjoy the festival.

After all, for them, acquiring the Dugong Arrow is at best a way of winning.

But for some islanders and tourists who really believe in the mermaid legend, the failure of hope will only bring them jealousy and resentment.

Glancing at those people with strange faces, Xue Li quickly looked away, and casually stuffed the small wooden cards that were not drawn back into her clothes pocket.

Then he turned to the expressionless man beside him, and asked with some irony, "It's rare to come to a festival, how do you feel?"

It's almost like writing directly on your face-you haven't participated in this kind of activities usually.

It seems that you can fast-forward immediately to comfort the isolated children.

Gin took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He really couldn't answer this question.

He still went there once or twice when he was young, but as he got older, the villainous temperament around him gradually became prominent.

This makes every time he walks to those small stalls for fishing for goldfish and rings, the boss will think that he is here to smash the scene or collect protection fees, rather than a serious customer who comes to play games.

Although after finding out that nothing happened, the stall owners were still very enthusiastic.But at the first glance with him, very few people are not nervous at all.

Even a momentary display of emotion is enough to irritate the observant.That's why he gradually avoided these lively playgrounds.

As for starting an undercover career, in order to stabilize the character design and external image, Gin Jiu will not participate in it, and it can be regarded as completely insulated from these activities.

"It's so noisy that it's a headache." The long-haired man began to change the subject, trying to draw the other party's attention to the business, "The legendary longevity woman who ate mermaid meat is just an ordinary person, and now I can basically confirm this. "

"As for the numbers burned, it's just that the people of the shrine painted the glyph outlines with colorless fuel in advance."

"The whole festival is just a grandstanding performance."

"After meeting someone tonight, I'll take the boat back tomorrow morning." Qin Jiu directly finalized the next itinerary, "This boring investigation should also be over."

At the entrance of the mountain forest, under the waterfall, a hemp rope hung with colorful banners was tied across the side of the pool.

Standing in front of the rock pond, under the vermilion torii, the acting shrine maiden Shimabukuro began to entrust this year's dugong arrows to the chosen ones.

"Bashiqi...Which one is Bashiqi?"

Hearing the Miko announce the number, the other two lucky ones immediately stepped out excitedly.But only this No. [-] has never been seen.

"Is No. [-] not there?" Shimabukuro Junhui put her index finger on her cheek and stood on tiptoe to look into the crowd.

Seeing that the people in front of him gradually became agitated, and some voices calling for redrawing were mixed in, Junhui Shimabukuro turned around and asked the people who assisted the ceremony behind him to go to the shrine to get the registration list.

"Tsk..."

Seeing that the ceremony has reached the last step, but due to unexpected circumstances, I don't know how long it will be delayed. Gin, who was already feeling a little boring, is no longer impatient.

It looks like I want to send that lucky guy to discuss philosophy face to face with the gods.

There are quite a few people among the public who have the same idea as him.

The three of them stood at the end, and they could still hear the rustling discussions of some tourists in front who didn't know good or bad, disrespected gods, and were punished by heaven.

"That... big brother..." Seeing the long-haired man in a bad mood, Vodka approached him cautiously, "Would you... want to see your own number plate?"

The guy in the sunglasses made a small, tactful proposal.

Realizing the true meaning of Vodka's words, Gin froze.

Because he doesn't believe in this stuff, he has no interest in festivals.So after getting the small wooden board with the number engraved on it at the entrance, I stuffed it directly into the windbreaker pocket without even looking at it.

He slowly took out the small wooden signboard that had been sidelined from the beginning with a movement that no one else could see was stiff.

The three big characters of [-] are clearly written on it.

Gin, a sunflower, turned his head and stared at vodka.

You know why you didn't say it earlier!

"I just remembered..."

He took over the wooden cards for three people from the staff, and then handed them over to his elder brother. He caught a glimpse of them in the process of passing them on.

Qin Jiu's eyes penetrated the pair of sunglasses, and he could clearly see the other party's guilty conscience.

"puff……"

The tea-haired girl on the other side also turned her head slightly, covering her mouth with her hands.

After feeling the sight of death projected by the gin, she stood at attention and cleared her throat.

"I didn't laugh..."

"Go ahead, lucky gentleman," Shirley urged.

"puff……"

As Gin strode forward, he heard another short laugh.

Gin:  …

But he didn't stop, but pretended not to hear, he pushed through the crowd and walked towards the witch.

A wooden sign engraved with [-] was handed to Junhui Shimabukuro, and its owner stood aside without saying a word.

Confidence was written all over his face, as if he wasn't the one who wasted everyone's time.

Junhui Shimabukuro turned into peas eyes for a moment.

In fact, Qin Jiu is not without embarrassment, and his heart is also very complicated at the moment.

After all, he had thought about sending this lucky guy to have a face-to-face conversation with the gods.

Who knew that the lucky one was actually himself.

But over the years, he has cultivated a cool, unmoving face.

As long as you don't behave awkwardly, it's others who are embarrassed.

As he expected, the restless crowd calmed down after his series of operations.

The cool and quiet kind.

People who said before that No. [-] doesn't know good and bad, can't wait to swallow what they just said.

Junhui Shimabukuro was the one who reacted the fastest. Seeing that everyone was present, she immediately advanced to the next link and began to present arrows to dugongs.

"The arrow of the dugong symbolizes longevity and can protect you from disasters."

"Please don't throw it away, otherwise you will attract evil spirits."

Under the command of a powerful boss, the subsequent process seemed to start at double speed.As soon as the witch announced that it was over, the crowd dispersed.

Quite a bit anticlimactic.

"I'm very sorry for delaying your ceremony."

After the festival ended, Shimabukuro Junhui appeared in front of the three of Gin and Wine soon.

As the only common-sense person in the bright side setting, Shirley nodded slightly apologetically to Miss Miko.

At the same time, she felt something flying towards her, so she subconsciously reached out to grab it.

It is a feathered arrow.

Shirley raised her eyebrows and looked at the indifferent man: "What do you mean?"

"I don't need this kind of thing, you are responsible for handling it."

Shirley:  …

Throwing the arrows of the dugong randomly in front of Miss Miko, who said just now, please don't throw them away.

Are you polite, brother?

"Actually, it doesn't matter!" The gentle lady witch came forward to smooth things over, "This is just a wish. For those who don't believe in mermaid legends, this arrow is just a useless decoration."

"There will be no such thing as a real disaster."

Gin stood aside noncommittal.

He is very self-aware and has an extremely sober measure of himself.

Not to mention that he didn't believe in any legends of immortality at all, even if evil spirits and disasters really came to his door, it wasn't him who should be worried, but the other party.

It is those evil and calamities that should be avoided.

"Where is the longevity woman?"

Gin cuts straight to the point.

"Ah, this, I'm sorry, you may have to wait a little longer." Miss Miko pressed her hands together on her chin, with a slightly troubled expression on her face.

"There is something wrong with the sacrificial utensils. Great-grandmother went to the warehouse in the back mountain to get new ones. It will take some time to come back."

"If you don't mind, please come in and have a cup of tea."

"Well……"

"Then there's no need." Gin Jiu coldly interrupted Xue Li's about to agree, "Let's go directly to the back mountain to find her."

He really wanted to end this annoying night as soon as possible.

"Huh?" Shimabukuro Junhui was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head in confusion.

"Is there something important for you to find great-grandmother?"

She hesitated a little.

"Just curious." Shirley twitched the corners of her mouth, and stepped forward to patch up Gin's words, "Don't look at him so coldly, he is actually a very curious person, and he is also impatient. That's why I can't wait to think about it." To meet your great-grandmother."

"I don't want to wait any longer."

Curious and impatient Gin: ...

Vodka was shocked by the girl's face-to-face rumor making: ...

Shirley's desire for revenge is really strong...

Shimabukuro Junhui thought for a while, then looked the three of them up and down again, as if to re-evaluate the purpose of the few people in front of them.

Thinking that even if he disagreed, these people might immediately turn around and walk up the mountain.

Instead of letting the other party move on its own, it is better to keep it by your side and watch it a bit.

Finally, she nodded: "Then I'll take you up."

Because of what happened just now, the atmosphere between the two parties became somewhat delicate.

Miss Witch led the way in front of her, so Shirley didn't get together to chat with the other party as before, but withdrew back and walked to Gin's side.

"What are you doing?" the tea-haired girl asked in a low voice after making sure Shimabukuro Junhui couldn't hear her.

It may be that she was a little emotional for a while, she temporarily forgot the horror of the man in front of her, and there was some accusation in her words.

"I should ask you this question."

Gin Jiu glanced at her coldly, which made Xue Li wake up a little bit, and only then did she realize what kind of person she was talking to.

She's a little over the line.

"We're not here for tea."

"There is a way to complete the task directly, of course it is the fastest path."

"Then are you ready later?"

"Just ask..."

"She won't keep her mouth shut."

Organizations have always had means.

Shirley swallowed back what she wanted to say.She realized that once this person made a decision, he would not change it easily.

In the past two days, during the joint actions with Qin Jiu, she tested the other party's tolerance from time to time, not just for fun, but on purpose.

Although she has more or less heard some rumors about important members of the organization.But because I have been studying abroad in the past, I seldom have real contact with these people.

In the future, she will need to stay and work in the country for a long time.Even as a member of the research team, he is relatively independent on weekdays.But it is inevitable to get along with these code members.

Shirley's original plan was to test those members with less notoriety and relatively normal reputation first, and those like gin were not sensitive.

If you can bypass it, bypass it, if you can't, keep your distance.

But there will always be a gap between plans and reality.

Not to mention that Gin entered her laboratory without warning before for inspection, and this mission happened to be partnered with the other party.

Contact is inevitable, so we can only bite the bullet and communicate with each other.

After a short time getting along and talking on the ship, Shirley discovered that the other party was not exactly as the rumors said, a killing machine without the slightest emotion.

On the contrary, in some respects, it is not so arbitrary and rigid.

So she decided to take a daring test with this mission.

After all, Gin is often the talker in the organization.There's no harm in finding out his attitude first.

Of course, this wasn't an impulsive act, but there couldn't have been a better time.

Her own status and irreplaceability in the organization are her greatest reliance.At the same time, this task is not so important and urgent, there is a lot of room for maneuvering, and I am the main person in charge on the surface, so I have a legitimate reason.

So she changed her usual cautious style and kept jumping around the tolerance line of gin.

It may be that the other party's retreat in the past two days made her a little carried away, and she ignored the other party's cruel and arbitrary killer identity for a while under the excitement.

And Gin Jiu suddenly became cold and cruel, and his words were like a blow to the head.

As if to warn her, don't forget the distance between each other.

Sure enough, a wolf is a wolf, and it won't become a sheep just because it restrains its minions temporarily.

Shirley thought so.

She exhaled lightly, and looked ahead at the boundless dense forest immersed in the night.

At this moment, Junhui Shimabukuro, who was walking alone in front, suddenly rang a bell.

She hurriedly took out the mobile phone that was in Scarlet's pocket, then turned sideways and slightly bowed to the three people behind her, signaling to wait a while.

Junhui Shimabukuro walked forward a few steps quickly, half of her body submerged in the vegetation, and connected the phone.

The three of Gin and Jiu couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone at this distance.However, one could see the figure of the woman not far away froze suddenly.

She looked like she wanted to run somewhere, but this urge was restrained by her forcefully.

Then the whole body of the witch lady began to tremble slightly, and she turned her head to look at Gin Jiu and the others halfway, but turned back quickly.

With Gin's observation skills, he clearly saw the teardrops falling from the opponent's eyes at that moment, falling into the pale grass leaves and disappearing.

When Junhui Shimabukuro hung up the phone and came back, the corners of her eyes were still red.But she smiled and opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't utter a single syllable.

She probably wanted to cry out at the top of her lungs, or cry with all her might.

But in front of visitors like them from outside the island, they could only mouth-synthetize uselessly, turning into a silent emptiness.

The unfocused eyes kept wandering, and finally settled in the mid-air far away.

Following Miss Miko's line of sight, the orange-red fire over there has already illuminated most of the mountain forest.