Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"Hehe, it's up to you. It's just one billion yen. It might be a little short, but I'm not saying it has to be you."

"I see……"

"address."

Hearing these cold words, Akemi Miyano trembled inexplicably and stammered out:

"Four-chome..."

After slowly giving her address, Akemi Miyano hung up the phone and looked at Osamu Shiraishi:

Is this okay?

"Okay, you can go now. Leave this to me."

"I...I...okay..."

Akemi Miyano ultimately didn't voice her worries. Without looking back, she walked out of her house and headed towards the underground parking lot, waiting to see how things would turn out.

After Miyano Akemi left, only Shiraishi Osamu remained in the room.

A slight smile played on his lips. Holding a strand of the other person's hair in his hand, he tossed it into the air and vanished.

A short while later...

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and landed straight on the ground, motionless like a dead person.

"Not bad. (badj)"

Shiraishi looked at Miyano Akemi in front of him, and she was almost exactly the same as the Miyano Akemi who had just left. The only difference was that this person was like a vegetable, only breathing, but without a soul.

And I must say, the reward he received last time, the [android machine], was quite useful.

Once Gin arrives, sees Miyano Akemi's body, and confirms that she is dead, she will no longer be hunted down by the organization.

He dressed the vegetative man, took out a pistol, and shot him in the forehead.

Just like a real person.

The bullet pierced the skull, vomit spilled all over the ground, and blood slowly seeped out. The vegetative patient instantly stopped breathing.

it's not finished yet.

Shiraishi Osamu took out another high-explosive grenade and began setting up the scene, preparing to give Gin a big surprise when he arrived.

the other side.

Inside a black Porsche 356A.

Vodka looked at Gin, who was smoking in the driver's seat, and said, "Brother, do you think that woman's words are trustworthy?"

Gin sneered, "Whether she can be trusted or not is irrelevant; it all depends on how important her sister is to her."

Vodka paused for a moment, seemingly a little slow on the uptake, then said after a while, "What if she takes the money and runs away?"

Gin's sneer widened: "That's interesting. We'll have to tell Sherry this, so she knows what kind of person her sister is. That way, she won't think about any nonsense and can focus on serving the organization."

Vodka's heart tightened, and he immediately felt admiration for his elder brother.

If you were to do that, it would be like killing someone and destroying their spirit; you don't know how much harm it would cause to a person.

Even someone as ruthless as him would probably go insane with rage if betrayed by his boss one day; I really can't imagine what that would be like.

Not to mention two sisters; it's unimaginable what their emotions would be like after something like this happened.

Half an hour later...

The two of them arrived at the apartment building that Miyano Akemi had mentioned.

Gin asked casually, "Which floor?"

"Brother, fifth floor."

"Then let's go up."

The two went upstairs.

They arrived at the door of Akemi Miyano's room shortly afterward.

Before I even went inside, the neighbor's door opened, and a man wearing glasses came out.

What are you doing?

Gin turned his head instantly, giving him a cold, sidelong glance: "Get lost."

"you……"

Gin ignored his nonsense and kicked the door in front of him.

He immediately spotted two men in black who didn't look like good people and frowned, saying:

boom!

The door groaned as it was kicked open with a heavy thud.

The bespectacled man was so frightened by what he saw that his legs went weak and he hurriedly ran towards the stairs. He knew perfectly well that he had encountered a vicious robber.

This is such a small matter.

Vodka and gin were not taken seriously at all. As soon as they entered the room, they smelled the pungent smell of blood and couldn't help but frown.

Meanwhile, in front of the sofa in the lobby.

Akemi Miyano was holding a cell phone in her hand, with a bullet hole in her forehead; she was beyond dead.

"Brother, what?" Vodka looked at Gin in confusion. He really didn't expect that someone would kill this woman beforehand.

Gin took out his phone, snapped a picture of Miyano Akemi's corpse, and said calmly, "Go look for it, see if the money is still there?"

Upon hearing this, Vodka took action and returned shortly afterward, his face grim. He said:

"Brother, there's nowhere to be found? It seems a third party has intervened."

Gin frowned, glanced at Miyano Akemi, stepped forward and pulled on her corpse. His pupils contracted as he saw a pull ring slowly fall to the ground.

"run!!!"

With a loud shout, he and Vodka turned and rushed towards the door.

boom!!!

The whole building shook a few times, and the two people were instantly thrown out of the door by the blast wave, crashing into the wall of the outer corridor.

Gin scrambled to his feet, his face grim as he looked at the mangled mess in the room. He grabbed the vodka from the floor, turned, and quickly headed downstairs.

With such a commotion, if we don't leave soon, the police will probably come.

Chapter 0156: Transformer Metal

Sixth floor.

The system voice appeared in his mind the moment Gin was blown away from the fifth-floor room.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, on completing the mission."

"Reward item: Transformation Metal".

When the sound disappeared, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and something inexplicably connected to his mind.

It felt like a data cable was connected to a phone; it just appeared out of nowhere, almost imperceptibly.

The next second, a lump of metal appeared out of thin air and covered his wrist, turning into a metal wrist guard.

It was at this moment that a series of pieces of information appeared in his mind.

Once he had processed the information, he couldn't help but smile, feeling that the system had finally worked its magic this time, giving him a very nice reward.

Controlled by thought.

The metal on his wrist began to deform.

Knives, guns, swords, halberds, frying pans, cell phones...

It can deform anything made of metal, including pistols and sniper rifles, but unfortunately it can't fire bullets.

However, it can transform into sports cars, motorcycles, and aircraft. As long as it doesn't consume metal, it can transform into anything and even be used.

"Awesome!"

Shiraishi Xiu couldn't help but praise him. With another thought, the metal instantly turned into liquid, enveloping his entire body. Soon, an armored man like Iron Man appeared on the sixth floor.

With another thought, the liquid contracted and adhered to his clothes, turning into a very thin metal bulletproof vest.

He believed that unless he was shot directly in the head, guns would no longer be able to harm him.

However, it's unclear what the hardness of the deformable metal is, but it seems to be able to self-repair even when broken.

"Great! Really great!"

Shiraishi Xiu was so excited that his mouth almost stretched to his ears. If it weren't for the fact that it was broad daylight, he would have wanted to transform into a flying machine and fly up into the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Peeking out, he saw Gin and Vodka quickly approaching the ground floor. He then looked away and headed towards the fifth floor.

Upon arriving at the door of Miyano Akemi's room, he saw the scene of blood and flesh scattered all over the floor. He nodded in satisfaction, knowing that the woman would no longer have to worry about being hunted down.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a dropped USB drive by the door and instinctively picked it up.

On the black USB drive was a pattern resembling a crow. After a moment's thought, Shiraishi realized that it must have been something Gin had dropped.

Shiraishi Osamu didn't linger any longer and quickly went downstairs. He felt that this thing must be very important to Gin, and Gin might come back later, so he decided to go to the underground parking lot first, find Miyano Akemi, and leave this place of trouble.

the other side.

A black Porsche 356A sped along the road.

Inside the car, Gin gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his face terribly grim.

Vodka rubbed his aching shoulder, hesitated several times before finally remaining silent.

He knew his older brother must be in a bad mood right now, so he didn't want to provoke him.

Sudden……

Gin's expression suddenly changed, and he slammed on the brakes, leaving four dark scorch marks on the skid.

He immediately reached into his pocket, his face darkening further: