Late autumn

The organization has a bar, hidden in a small corner of this bustling city.I've been feeling down lately, so I happened to pass by there, so I walked in.

Sitting at the bar, ordered a glass of wine, and passed the time.I need a quiet person to sort out these complicated things recently.

The appearance of Zhu Xingda, my sister's trust and attachment to him in every possible way, the unclear relationship with Gin, and the recent bottleneck in drug research work, all these added a lot of pressure to me, and what was even more frightening was that The knife hanging above our heads will suddenly fall down at some point, which makes people caught off guard.

"Miss, a guest inside invites you to come in and have a seat." A bartender came over.

"Why do you want me to go in? If he really wants to see me, why doesn't he come out." I disdain.

"That gentleman also said that if you refuse to go in, I will give you this bottle of wine." He took out the bottle of wine from behind him, and I saw the words on it, and sighed helplessly, "GIN".

I took the bottle of wine and went inside, and sure enough it was him.I put the wine on the table in front of him, and said with a blank expression: "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm really sorry, I never drink such high-quality wine."

"Oh? That's right. I kindly wanted you to relieve the depression in your heart with a high number of alcohol." He said with a smile.

I went to sit opposite him and didn't speak.

I'm still worried about my sister.Thinking back to the past six months after returning to the organization, I feel even more uncomfortable.

"You said, do we have to repeat this kind of work and life until we die?" I didn't expect him to answer me. I guess in his opinion, this is a stupid question. He didn't bother to answer it. Just tell yourself.

"How do we integrate into the light after being stained with darkness." He actually said, "We are destined to bear such a fate when we are born."

"We must have done something outrageous in our previous life." I smiled.

"If that's the case, then we will have no way out in our lives," he seemed disdainful, "because we have done a lot of sins in this life."

"Isn't this kind of life tiring?" I asked.

"tired?"

"How long will it take to walk on the edge of a knife every day?"

"This is the organization. The most basic principle of survival applies here. If you want to live, your opponents must die. Otherwise, you must meet the god of death." He lit a cigarette and said slowly.

I looked at him, "Do you remember how many people's blood was on your hands?"

He was silent for a while, and then said to me: "You should do your research well, and don't forget your survival value in the organization."

Why, he didn't bother to answer or even he himself couldn't answer, God knows how many lives he had wiped out.

He handed me a list: "Go and find out the whereabouts of these people. It's better for you to be responsible for your medicine."

"You put them..." I was startled.

"Stop thinking about others when you're preoccupied with yourself, Sherry."

I get up and leave.

Back at the research institute, I handed over the follow-up investigation to my staff, maybe I couldn’t bear it, I couldn’t bear to see one name after another marked with the words "confirmed death". It's covered in blood.The flower of my life is also watered with the blood of others.

A month later, I saw the investigation materials that the experimenter put on my desk. Among the rows of words "confirmed death", a word "unknown" appeared in my sight, and I looked for it. Just look at it, Kudo...Shinichi, huh?I had heard about him when I first came back, like a high school detective.Urged from above, I launched an investigation into him.Although the first investigation was fruitless, the second investigation led me to guess that he might have become smaller. People's desire to survive is really so strong that they can still live in this world after becoming a child.In short, I showed mercy, because I knew that the organization would never use such a famous person as him to conduct live experiments, because such a carelessness would expose the existence of the organization.There must be other reasons. In the final analysis, I am still soft-hearted, and I can no longer bear someone dying because of me. This kind of life is too heavy.So I opened the database, deleted his note, and tapped on the keyboard, "confirmed death".