Gin doesn't want to work hard

"Come pick me up on the weekend and don't forget to do the mission."

Vodka immediately wilted upon hearing this, and looked at Kurosawa with a hint of accusation.

Kurosawa ignored Vodka's resentful look, mainly because he couldn't see Vodka's eyes because of his sunglasses.

Kurosawa still hasn't figured out why Voltaire could drive at night wearing sunglasses, and ultimately could only use science to explain it.

Of course, Kurosawa was also curious about what Vodka looked like under his sunglasses.

Adhering to the principle that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, Kurosawa once "accidentally" pulled off Vodka's sunglasses.

What’s disappointing is that under the sunglasses, there are neither small eyes nor big, sparkling eyes, just ordinary eyes.

If you insist on saying there is any difference, it's just that it's a little smaller than others.

But it does look good on Vodka's angular face. I don't know why Vodka wears sunglasses all day long.

Maybe Vodka thinks this is more handsome...

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Kurosawa straightened his clothes and put the pistol, which was slightly exposed, back into place.

After looking around and determining the direction, Kurosawa turned and left in one direction.

Vodka watched Kurosawa leave silently through the rearview mirror, until he turned a corner and disappeared completely, then he started the car and left.

Vodka was no longer surprised by his big brother's changing of clothes.

Of course, Vodka was still shocked when he saw it for the first time.

He just couldn't understand how a person's aura could change so drastically just by tying his hair, changing his clothes, and wearing glasses.

From a cold-blooded killer to an elegant and decent gentleman.

According to the eldest brother, this is a necessary disguise.

Although there is no evidence, Vodka always feels that this is just the big brother's bad taste...

Thinking of this, Vodka inevitably remembered the two tasks that Kurosawa gave him, and suddenly he got a headache.

Although those two tasks were indeed not difficult, they were quite time-consuming, not to mention that they required writing reports after completing the tasks.

Vodka sighed and drove to the nearest stronghold.

……

On the other side, Kurosawa walked slowly towards the apartment not far away.

This is where he stays during his daily vacation. Usually, when he has two or more days of free time, Kurosawa will go there.

A cold wind blew by, and Kurosawa felt the coolness for the first time in a long time.

Ever since he got the windbreaker from the organization, Kurosawa has never been bothered by the outside temperature again.

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, as long as you put on a windbreaker, the temperature will be just right!

Kurosawa doesn't know what the principle is, but it's still quite scientific!

Another gust of wind blew by, Kurosawa looked at his thin shirt and decided to take a shortcut.

He quickened his pace slightly and stopped walking along the street, but turned into a small alley.

The dark alley did not obstruct Kurosawa's vision. While accurately avoiding the debris on the ground, he was thinking about how to spend the next two days.

"Emm, there is a game I haven't played before, you can take this opportunity to try it."

At this point in time, mobile phones were still flip-top types, and the only form of entertainment available to Kurosawa was games.

In addition, Kurosawa is also very interested in various kinds of food.

I happened to hear that a sushi restaurant opened nearby and the food is pretty good, so I'll find time to try it.

After roughly arranging the schedule for the next two days, Kurosawa yawned and quickened his pace again.

"Hey~"

Suddenly, a whistle came from behind Kurosawa.

Kurosawa didn't care and continued walking forward.

But I didn't expect that the footsteps behind me were getting closer and closer, and a few frivolous voices were heard.

"Hey~ Miss, you haven't gone home yet so late?"

"How about playing with us guys?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Kurosawa subconsciously looked around but didn't see any other figures.

"Hey, stop looking, miss, it's you~"

"Don't be shy! Turn around and let us see!"

Someone said this and raised his hand to pull Kurosawa over.

Kurosawa moved sideways to avoid the man's hand, his face expressionless, but the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

Are these idiots all blind?!

"Hey, don't hide, turn around!"

The people behind Kurosawa were unaware of the danger and kept talking.

Kurosawa curled the corner of his mouth, put his hand on the gun at his waist, turned around, and faced the three gangster-like men behind him.

"Hey, that's right... Shit, why is it a man!"

A thug spat.

"Why should a man have long hair? And tie it into a ponytail!"

"Forget it, forget it. Hand over your valuables and get out of here!"

The other thug glanced up and down at Kurosawa and spread his hands towards him.

Seeing that Kurosawa didn't move, he took a step forward, as if wanting to do it himself.

Kurosawa stared at the three men and was about to pull out his gun and send them on their way for free, but was interrupted by a voice.

"What are you doing?!"

Chapter 4: Tea-haired dark skin

Hearing the footsteps getting closer behind him, Kurosawa hesitated for a moment between continuing to commit the crime and pretending nothing had happened. In the end, he chose the latter and put his hand down naturally.

Well, if I kill the person, the person behind me will inevitably see it, and then I have to silence him.

Killing four people like this will definitely attract the attention of the police.

Although he subconsciously avoided all cameras on the way back, they couldn't find anything on him even if they checked.

But if the police can't find any clues, they will probably ask around and investigate, maybe even go door to door.

And the place where he lives is just at the beginning of this alley, so it will definitely be included in the search range.

It's not that he's afraid of the police investigation. The identity he's using now was one he spent a lot of time forging. There are traces of his childhood experiences in his files, so it's absolutely true.

The main thing is that if he does this, he might be blocked in the house by the police on the grounds of "cooperating with the investigation" or "for the safety of the citizens", then wouldn't the two-day vacation he got in exchange for leaving all the tasks to Vodka be ruined? !

"What are you daydreaming about? Hand over the money now! Don't think that everything will be fine just because some idiot came out of nowhere to help you!"

An impatient voice interrupted Kurosawa's thoughts. The yellow-haired gangster closest to Kurosawa took a few steps forward and waved his hand towards Kurosawa, as if trying to push him.

Kurosawa subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to block it, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Huangmao's palms and sleeves, which were stained with some dirt and looked black and yellow. He immediately stopped and took a step back, just in time to avoid the hand he was swinging at.

The yellow-haired man obviously did not expect Kurosawa's reaction. He staggered forward a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Pfft hahaha!"

"You kid, you must have played too much these past two days and are now exhausted!"

The other two thugs laughed unceremoniously upon seeing this.

Upon hearing this, the yellow-haired man's face turned red all the way to his neck, and then he glared at Hei Ze fiercely.

"Fuck! You still dare to hide? Are you tired of living?!"

As he spoke, the yellow-haired man took out a small knife from his arms and rushed towards Hei Ze with a ferocious look on his face.

"stop!"

Accompanied by a scolding, a figure flashed from behind Kurosawa and grabbed the yellow-haired man's wrist tightly.

Kurosawa looked at the brown-haired, dark-skinned handsome guy who suddenly appeared, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Isn't this bourbon?

Although I felt that the voice was somewhat familiar just now...

Shocked! A winery employee actually did something righteous in the street?!

Is this a legacy of morality or a remnant of human nature?

Oh, he’s an undercover agent, and from the Japanese Public Security Bureau, so it’s okay!

Well, Toru Amuro, codenamed Bourbon, whose real name is Rei Furuya, is an undercover agent of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Kurosawa quickly recalled Amuro Toru's identity in his mind while watching him educate the gangster.

"grass!"

The yellow-haired man cursed and turned his arms to try to break free from Amuro Toru's restraints, but he didn't expect that Amuro Toru was incredibly strong and no matter how hard the yellow-haired man tried, he couldn't break free.

The yellow-haired man's face turned red, and veins even popped out on his forehead, but he still couldn't turn his wrist.

Even so, the yellow-haired man was obviously not convinced. Seeing that he couldn't move his hands, he kicked Amuro Toru.

Seeing that the yellow-haired man still wanted to resist, Amuro Toru no longer held back and punched the yellow-haired man in the abdomen.

"Well!"

The yellow-haired man groaned in pain.

Toru Amuro let go of his hand at the right time, and the yellow-haired man immediately bent down, covered his abdomen with his hands, and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, the other two thugs looked at each other and took a few steps forward to the yellow-haired man.

"Kid, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business!"

The red-haired guy on the right of the yellow-haired guy warned Amuro Toru and quietly reached his hand into his arms.

"If you want to leave now, you can pretend nothing happened..."

As the red-haired man spoke, he suddenly pulled his hand out of his arms, took out a bag of powdery substance and threw it at Amuro Toru.

The bag was loose, and the powder inside spilled out in mid-air, obscuring Toru Amuro's vision.

"Let's go together!"

The red-haired man roared and rushed forward first.

The yellow-haired man and another thug paused, then followed.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of flesh colliding continued to be heard, and Kurosawa watched with interest not far away.

After a few minutes, everything was quiet.

Kurosawa glanced at the three thugs lying dead on the ground with a little regret, and then his eyes fell on Amuro Toru who had a calm face.

After hesitating for a moment, Kurosawa was a little unsure about what to say.

He remembered that he should say thank you in this situation, and he also seemed to have to introduce himself?

Kurosawa, who hadn't socialized for a long time, was obviously unfamiliar with some common sense.

"Thanks?"

Kurosawa thanked him in an unskilled manner, paused, and then extended his right hand to Amuro Toru.

"Kurosawa Formation."

Toru Amuro looked at Kurosawa for a few seconds before reaching out and shaking hands with Kurosawa.

"Toru Amuro."