At the same time, Gin is also facing the most important enemy in her life.

A room in the building

"You seem to be very confident in yourself," Akai Hideichi casually held a shotgun in one hand, and said as he looked at Gin in front of him. "Are you ready for any ambush?"

"No, I just want to have a fight with you with all my might," Gin's mouth curled up slightly, with a large-caliber pistol in her hand. "Shotgun, you're still you after all?"

"You haven't changed much, right?" Akai Hideichi sneered. "So, are you ready to die?"

"I actually have a question to ask," Gin turned off the insurance for the pistol and asked lightly. "You seem to be looking for me all the time. Is it my illusion?"

"Why, are you scared?" Akai Hidek raised her eyebrows. "It's really rare for a cold-blooded demon like you."

"I think you can't put the title of Cold-blooded Demon King on me, right?" Gin snorted. "Thinking about the things you did when you racked your brains to get in, I'm a little confused about how you would have the courage to blame me."

"I have not killed people without faith like you," Akai Hideichi seemed to be completely unwilling to the accusations, just staring at the pistol in Gin's hand. "So, are you ready to die?"

"It seems you really have some obsession with me," Gin asked again. "To be honest, if there is one, come and hear it. After all, I will never get the answer again when you die."

"Wait until I die?" Akai Hideichi asked. "I am indeed happy to talk to you, but because I am afraid that you will never hear it again after you die."

"Do you mind telling me about the reason for killing Akimi Miyano?" As he said this, Hideichi Akai stood on the ground.

"She sent a letter to your FBI. Is this reason sufficient?" Gin snorted. "Do you think if your people secretly sent us confidential letters, can you still trust her? I'm afraid you will make the same choice as me?"

"You're probably just an excuse?" Akai Hideichi sneered. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Silence followed by an abnormally synchronous reaction - Akai Hideichi and Ginju raised their guns at the same time and aimed at each other.

And the first one to fire was Hideichi Akai.

"Boom!" With this sound of fire, blood bloomed on Gin's thighs. Although his gun-pulling speed was faster than Gin's, he had the upper hand this time because Gin's plan to aim at Hideichi Akai's heart, while Hideichi Akai aimed at Gin's legs.

But Gin's shooting was not interrupted, and the amazingly powerful pistol in his hand then locked in Hideichi Akai's heart.

"Bang (boom)!" Akai Hideichi's second shot aimed at Gin's head and Gin's gun bullets at the same time, and each hit the target. However, Akai Hideichi's heart was hit and wore the bulletproof vest provided by the Metropolitan Police Department and the bulletproof vest provided by the FBI.

"Huh--" Akai Hideichi covered his heart, frowned and looked at the gin that had already staggered to the ground, his face covered with blood and blood. "It seems that I won... The shotgun hit the face head-on, I think even if you haven't."

At this moment, Gin made a vague sound due to the heavy blow.

"Die? Maybe, but I think you probably didn't win, right?"

"I'm wearing a bulletproof vest, as far as pistols are concerned, it's not enough-" Akai Hideic's expression of relief suddenly froze.

"It's enough to break that kind of thing at this distance," Gin's weak but difficult to hide the self-satisfactory component. "And in fact, I don't have much time, and it's never a loss to replace you."

...

When Qianyu joined the organization and was responsible for preparing Gin's guns, Gin was a typical example in the organization known for its violent aesthetics, and was famous for its combination of large-caliber pistols and strong charges.

But before that, he was not such a person. Before the inspection in 1993, Gin's favorite gun was the precise small-caliber pistol, and his combat style was as accurate and deadly as a venomous snake.

In 1993, ward.

"Chris, why are you here?" Gin put down the books and magazines in her hand and looked at Belmode who walked into the room. She quickly tidied up her hair that was scattered because she had been lying on the hospital bed for a long time, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

But soon, he found that Belmode's face was a little weird.

"You—" Belmode said slowly after taking a deep breath. "The biopsy results of the cyst found in your lungs are out, they... they found smooth muscle cells in it, and based on this, you were diagnosed with LAM."

"What is that?" Gin frowned slightly. "I don't like this strange name."

"Lymphomaniatric leiomyoma, as stated, is a cancer." After Belmode said this, he fell into silence again.

"Cancer?" Gin's brows frowned tightly and it took a long time to let go. "Okay, how do we treat it?"

Belmode was silent, and instead answered another voice.

"We'll remove the cysts from your lungs as much as possible," Oda Kazuo appeared behind Belmode, with a headphone on his ear. "But it will go back...I mean the cysts will make a comeback and gradually fill your lungs until you die of suffocation."

"Well, at least you should be able to do some more measures now," Gin didn't seem to be too frustrated. "So that's it, arrange the surgery you need or something."

At this moment, Belmode sat beside Gin's bed and gently held his left hand. "Then I will officially move to your house in the future. What do you think?"

"Don't worry, I'm very calm." Gin looked at Belmode. "Although there is no good way to do this, I don't need any end-of-life comfort for this."
Chapter completed!