Chapter 1: Did Gin embezzle money today?
Chapter 1: Did Gin embezzle money today?
The January night was dark and cold.
On the roof of an abandoned building,
A man with long silver hair draped over a black windbreaker was smoking a cigarette and observing with a small telescope in his hand.
half an hour.
He put down the telescope, made an ambiguous "tsk" sound, and pressed down the black top hat on his head.
"It's almost time..."
His dark green eyes revealed an emotion called "unhappiness". He casually flicked the cigarette butt on the snow and took out a pocket watch from the pocket of his windbreaker.
This watch looks quite old.
...More importantly, the silver-haired man muttered in Japanese.
After staring at his pocket watch for three seconds, the silver-haired man curled his lips and took out a large black brick from his pocket - a mobile phone.
Drop-drop-drop~
He dialed the number so skillfully that it made people feel distressed...
The number was quickly dialed:
"Hey, Gin, I'm here. I'm watching over number 11, don't worry, it's okay."
A lazy male voice came from the other end of the phone.
The silver-haired man sneered, not believing the other party's nonsense at all, and asked back:
"You're here? Then tell me where number 11 is?"
“…No, I said I’m here and you haven’t—”
"Don't talk nonsense to me Calvados, I'm watching number 11, tell me where you are?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Well, actually I was stuck in traffic..."
"...Get out of here."
--beep!
Gin hung up the phone with a gloomy face.
It's almost midnight and I'm telling him about the traffic jam. Do you think he's mentally retarded?
……
Yes, the silver-haired man is called Gin - of course this is just a code name.
"GIN" is written in English and pronounced "gin" in Japanese. It is a kind of wine. Coincidentally, one of his real names also has the same pronunciation.
As a high-ranking laborer in a criminal organization, Gin is now carrying out two small tasks that are insignificant to him - blackmail.
And examine the motivation of a new member.
Originally, he had a colleague who was to take part in this operation, the man he called Calvados on the phone, which is phonetically Calvados...but he was too unreliable, so he canceled the operation.
When he thought of this, Gin Baijun's face darkened more than once.
"This pigeon is probably about to become a spirit."
He did it very well and of course... I hope this bitch will be killed by Vermouth sooner or later!
Gin thought with some malice.
Like Calvados, Vermouth is also one of Gin's colleagues, but he has not been in Japan for many years.
At this time, Gin had already arrived downstairs, his hands in his pockets, not caring about anyone, taking steps to not recognize his relatives. Now it was less than five minutes to midnight, and his blackmail target had also arrived.
——A bald civil servant.
The first thing Gin saw was not his shining bald head, but the huge handbag in his hand...
This is his goal.
"Quite on time."
Gin hummed and walked out of the shadow of the building, his left hand in the pocket of his windbreaker.
The bald man was already looking around anxiously, and when he saw a figure walking out of the darkness, he was startled, "Who?!"
Gin didn't answer such an idiotic question, "You brought the things, give them to me."
"…You, you are from that organization!"
The bald man swallowed, as if he had thought of something bad, and handed over the handbag tremblingly.
"Open."
Gin didn't take it and spoke coldly.
The bald man trembled as he opened the box again...
"There are two hundred million in here?" Gin narrowed his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"No... yes, it's one hundred million..."
The bald man looked more and more terrified, but he still insisted, "For the remaining 100 million, yes, you have to promise me one thing, then I will--"
click!
"I told you not to play tricks on us."
The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the bald man's chin. Gin stared at him with ruthless eyes and a frighteningly cold smile.
The other party's eyes were filled with horror:
"…No! You can't do this to me! You clearly…"
"Swoosh——" the sound stopped abruptly...
The silencer masked the loud noise of the pistol, and the sharp gunshot echoed in the empty building but did not attract anyone's attention.
Gin glanced at the corpse on the ground and silently gestured in a certain direction. After seeing a flash of red light there, he felt relieved, picked up the handbag containing 100 million yen and walked away.
Not long after he left.
A black figure rushed out from the building next door and took the body away.
……
At the street corner.
A black Porsche was waiting here quietly.
——Porsche 356A.
Gin hummed a little tune that had never appeared in this world, and sat on the right seat of the car carrying the briefcase containing 100 million yen.
In Japan, most cars have the driver's seat on the right side.
This is also the reason why Gin chose the unique Porsche among a bunch of classic cars...
Back then, he had only driven a left-hand car when he took the driver's license test...
"...One hundred million yen, if converted, that's more than five million yuan."
Gin was quite satisfied with this mission.
——I forgot to mention that Gin is not an original product from this world.
To be precise, he traveled through time - from a 30-something Chinese office worker in the 21st century to an abandoned baby in the 1950s Japan.
Of course, since "Gin" is a code name, he also has a normal name: Kurosawa Jin (黑澤陣).
Gin saw it on the waste newspaper that wrapped him. These are the only few Chinese words he could recognize. He just needed to read them smoothly together.
The reason why he was happy...
He embezzled 100 million yuan from his own organization.
Gin actually knew where the 100 million that the blackmail target had hidden was. This was also agreed with the blackmail target, and the 100 million that he got was the part that he had to hand over...
But even though he agreed, he couldn't really keep it, so he had to "kill it".
"Brother, you seem to be in a good mood?"
The person in the driver's seat spoke up.
He was a burly man wearing a short black suit, a top hat and sunglasses.
"Any good Vodka?" Gin sneered, "Today's work is not over yet... Let's go to Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company."
Vodka is a strong liquor produced in Russia.
They all use the names of wines as nicknames, and it’s obvious that they are comrades from the same organization.
"Ah? There's still a mission?"
Vodka's face fell, and he looked a little silly, "Brother, you have been to six places today..."
"…What can I do? Recently, there are suddenly more new people. I have to train new people and swipe orders. The old staff are not enough."
Gin was also depressed. He fiddled with his silver hair and wrote and drew on the note paper.
This is a record of his completion of the task...
On the one hand, the organization requires a backup, and on the other hand... it also prevents the unscrupulous boss from defaulting on his debts and reducing his bonus.
Gin joined a transnational criminal organization whose bonuses were linked to the amount of tasks completed.
Speaking of the organization, Gin has a tragic past...which I won't talk about here.
Anyway, Gin felt pretty miserable.
Finally, the main reason for joining the organization sincerely is:
This crappy organization has nothing to do with his motherland!
Not only do they not have a base in China, they don't even have anyone stationed there to check out the situation. Even if they want to go to the UK from Japan, they have to fly to the US first and then fly there, as if that part of the Asian continent is poisonous...
more importantly.
Gin became a core member at the age of fifteen, and after receiving the code name "Gin", he realized:
Look, what does their organization do?
Blackmailing the devils, extorting the devils, killing and setting fires, the devils are the worst...
Moreover, those who are targeted by the organization are definitely not really good people.
So why are you hesitating?
Do it!
I still remember that the boss said a lot of things to encourage him, but I forgot what they were specifically.
Anyway, he only remembered that he replied:
I am willing to serve the boss like a slave!
Since then, Gin has become the boss's most promising son. He has gone through many bloody battles all the way and become the organization's number one killer and the number one among the boss's direct subordinates.
…But how do these mortals know Gin’s true thoughts?
Gin's inner thoughts: "... Well, I will plunder the achievements of the organization, become the biggest traitor, and finally replace the organization perfectly..."
They will send their own people to various countries to develop their own intelligence forces...
Simply perfect!
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(End of this chapter)