Me dressed as a gin brother

But isn't gin specially designed to deal with traitors?

Why even do such a thing as assassination?

Does the organization have no useful people except brother?

Could it be that Rum whose name has appeared several times is a freelancer?

Kurosawa Hideaki looked sideways at Gin who was sitting beside him silently, and saw the fingertips of the other party's unconscious caress——

Crazy, he wants to smoke.

He looked up at the cigarette lighter in the front seat again, and then looked away.

Whether gin smokes or not has nothing to do with whether he can get a cigarette lighter.

There is a metal lighter and a pack of matches in my brother's pocket, no matter which one you use to light a cigarette.

Obviously, gin doesn't smoke in the car because he doesn't like the smell of smoke.

Kurosawa Hideaki took a deep breath, held back and looked out the window.

Raindrops splashed on the glass of the Porsche window, dividing the outside world into mottled spots.

The car turned into an inaccessible alley, passed through an elegant garden after being authenticated by the guard, and finally stopped in front of an all-wooden Japanese-style building.

The attendant holding the umbrella immediately stepped forward and opened the doors on both sides of the rear seat.

Kurosawa Hideaki was still thinking about assassinating Tumen Kanghui, he only glanced at the attendant before opening the door and standing under the umbrella.

"Take him to the room I reserved here to change clothes, and then go to the restaurant." Gin paused, and warned, "Don't wander around."

This sentence……

This sentence is simply encouraging him to walk around and have a look.

People are always curious about taboo things, Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the attendant who led him the way.

This is a man who is too "gorgeous", but this word seems so appropriate.

Because this kind of gorgeousness is limited to makeup, and the reserve revealed all over his body, he should have received strict service training.

"You seem to be here for the first time." The cold voice came out slowly from the light-colored thin lips of the attendant, "Have you taken a fancy to me?"

Kurosawa Hideaki:?

He glanced suspiciously at the attendant's fixed face, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"My name is Tachibana Mishima."

"You don't call this." Kurosawa Hideaki retorted immediately, "That's not your real name."

Mishima Tachibana chuckled, "You really seem to be visiting the restaurant for the first time, people like us have stage names."

While talking, the two had already walked the cobblestone road outside, Mishima put away the umbrella and locked it into the umbrella tube in the corridor.

Kurosawa Hideaki paid attention to the umbrella tube.

There were two umbrellas inside, the other army green was almost dry.

"We are a regular customer system, and we only entertain regular customers or new customers brought in by members." Mishima Tachibana dutifully made an introduction.

The intonation fluctuates gently, and the interval between each word is trained.

Although Mishima Tachibana did not directly express curiosity about his relationship with Gin.

But it can be seen from the words he used when he took the initiative to talk and introduce - he really wants to know.

'You seem to be here for the first time', immediately followed by 'Have you taken a fancy to me? '

It was after deepening the impression of "Gin brought him here" that he immediately threw out contradictions.

If he was in a rush to deny and a little flustered, it would be almost immediately possible to conclude that he and Gin were not related.

Kurosawa Hideaki watched as Mishima Tachibana lowered his head and unlocked the door lock in the innermost corridor, then reached out to turn on the light in the entrance.

That reserved and plain face was always hanging down until he gently moved the door, "I can't enter the room reserved by the guest. Please choose your own clothes. I will wait for you outside."

Mishima Tachibana knelt down obediently and saluted respectfully.

Kurosawa Hideaki frowned. He really didn't like the atmosphere here. He felt that the hierarchy was too strict, as if the waiters were all servants.

He went in and changed into a kimono, tied his belt casually, "Let's go, eat."

"Okay." Mishima Tachibana led him immediately, without saying anything this time.

After Kurosawa Hideaki arrived at the restaurant, Gin on the balcony raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes fell on the loose belt.

"Fasten."

"I've already tied it." Kurosawa Hideaki walked up to him and sat down. This balcony can clearly see the rainy scene outside, and the rattan chair is also very comfortable to nest in.

He listened to the sound of the rain for a while, and then said suddenly, "Is your task this afternoon to assassinate Tumen Kang Hui?"

Gin didn't speak, which was almost a default.

Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the cup of rough tea on the coffee table and took a sip.

"Tumen Kanghui is the officer of the Self-Defense Force!" He unconsciously raised his voice, "If you succeed, I will be called to investigate this case! Do you want me to arrest you?"

Kurosawa Hideaki met Gin's gaze without flinching, and held the thick teacup tightly, "I can't do it."

"I won't do it directly." Qin Jiu only said this, and immediately closed his mouth firmly like a clam exposed to the sea.

knock --

"Guest, the Hokkaido cheese tea you ordered has arrived."

He stayed outside the door for at least ten seconds before opening the sliding door, lightly placed the tea on the coffee table between the two of them, and then exited without looking away.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at those refreshments and couldn't get angry at all.

Everything he likes to eat.

"You won't do it directly?" Kurosawa Hideaki's mind immediately turned rapidly, "What about the ones before?"

"The things I didn't know before, did you not do it yourself?"

"Are you just doing a command now?"

Qin Jiu didn't answer, of course he knew what answer Xiu Ming wanted, but he couldn't lie.

Compared with Kurosawa Hideaki, a clean kid who grew up in a honeypot, he was the complete opposite.

Kurosawa Hideaki randomly took a piece from the refreshment tray, but he couldn't taste what it was after eating, so he had to take another piece.

After eating two pieces of tea, he felt that his empty stomach had been filled, and he became more courageous.

"I think it's a bit far away for us to sit like this. I want to sit next to you." He confidently moved the chair to Gin's right hand.

This place is facing the rain curtain outside, and can directly touch the corner of gin's clothes.

"What matters is not identity, but choice."

He repeated Amuro Toru's comforting words, "You will have to make this choice sooner or later, just like me."

Gin lit another cigarette, held it between his fingertips, and didn't take a puff.

Kurosawa Hideaki can understand this approach. When he wants to drink coffee but can't drink it, he thinks it's okay to smell it.

"I knew when Li Baoen came." Kurosawa Hideaki boldly reached out and touched the corner of his brother's clothes.

"I know you joined the organization to survive, to let me... we survive."

He paused, looked at the plate of tea, then grabbed his elder brother's fingers violently, and said very fast: "I can already..."

I can protect you.

"Can……"

talk!

Kurosawa Hideaki tightened his fingers annoyed.

"It can... give you other options, such as going to work elsewhere. The mafia can actually do legal ones."

"I mean... According to Li Baoen's idea, you can be Er's second in command. If you think the second in command is not good, you can also be the boss. Anyway, I don't want to be a mafia."

"I think you are more suitable. If you like this kind of work, we will do some legal work. If you like to find traitors, intelligence workers like Ayer are also very suitable. They must have many undercover agents there—"

Kurosawa Hideaki's voice stopped abruptly because his hand was held backwards.

Gin only held back for a moment, then immediately let go, and put his hand on the armrest, "Don't be so nervous."

He withdrew his left hand leaning on the edge of the balcony, and shook the ash that had gathered on the half-burnt cigarette end into the ashtray, "You have complete control over Al, can you make a decision?"

No.

He is still an heir now and cannot make decisions over his grandfather.

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately understood what Gin meant.

His becoming the heir to the Mafia was a choice made by his grandfather, and had nothing to do with gin, and neither of them had much room for interference.

If you want Gin to change jobs, you must get the consent of your grandfather.

But now it seems that his grandfather has no such plan. He may think that it is just right to put one of his own blood in an organization like the Raven Legion to obtain information.

After all, it is an intelligence-focused mafia whose motto is "everywhere like air."

So for Ai'er, the more people of his own scattered in various forces, the better.

If he wanted his brother to go to Aier as the second in command without burden, he had to secure the position of Aier's boss first.

"I will." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyes, his green pupils stared straight at Gin's eyes, "If that's the case, then I'll be a leader."

"Anyway, the contract has been signed, and there is no room for manoeuvre. Everyone agrees that I am the heir."

"When I really inherit Ai Er, it's up to me whether this organization lives or dies."

Gin Jiu stared at him for three seconds, then looked back at the rain curtain outside the window, "It's up to you."

The blood relationship is really amazing, two people who obviously grew up in completely different environments, yet there is an overlap at this moment.

"Mizumu Rennai." Qin Jiu said to Yumu, "This afternoon, Nimi TV is in charge of interviewing Tumen Kanghui."

After the words fell, Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes lit up.

Give information!Haha~

It shows that my brother is willing to cooperate!

"I remember her. She was also filming the time when the bomb was dismantled downstairs in the police station."

The joy in his tone could hardly be concealed, and the raised ending sound was contained in his throat, like a cheerful little hook.

"The situation was urgent. I didn't observe carefully. Is she a member of the organization?"

Gin didn't answer that question.

"I see, I see." Kurosawa Hideaki reached out and picked up the cheese pastry on the coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely, "Thank you for the puzzle you specially prepared for me. I am very happy."

"What's the name of this puzzle?"

"Keir." Gin threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and looked at his younger brother with puffy cheeks.

He was depressed just now, but now he is happy again. He just said a name...

"This cheese mashed red bean and taro is quite special, really delicious." Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the last one, and said reluctantly, "I suggest you try it too, and then go back and let Madeira learn."