It was late at night, and the road they chose was still in the suburbs with sparse street lights. The light in the car was dim and they could not see clearly.
But following Jiang Xia's direction, he could see that the skin on Xitu's forehead was indeed uneven and looked like a hideous scar... Gin vaguely understood. No wonder he always felt that there were some strange shadows there just now.
If you were shot near the temple by bones flying at high speed, you would be lucky if you didn't die on the spot. It may indeed cause symptoms such as aphasia. But...
Gin thought of the powerful aftereffects of the new interrogation drug, and Uzo's consistent attitude towards his subordinates - he suspected that Shitu's intermittent aphasia was actually the result of Uzo's infusion of the drug, but the young villain didn't want to admit it.
He broke the weapon he was looking for, so he blamed the mine. After all, in Gin's impression, if the head injury is serious enough to cause aphasia, there will usually be other accompanying consequences, and
It’s difficult to “intermit”, but Xitu’s body seems to be coordinated and his actions are quite normal…
Sure enough, he must have been given too much interrogation drugs.
I heard that Plum Wine from the Development Department has always been a little confused. Her assistant and laboratory have been changed several times due to experimental accidents. If she hadn't been so professional and knowledgeable, she might have been on the processing list... maybe she was the one who sent the medicine.
At that time, I forgot to attach an instruction manual to Uzo.
Think about the unlucky Situ, and then think about the even more unlucky former subordinate of Uzo - the disposable child who has been turned into ashes in the incinerator. Even Gin can't help but have the idea of combining with vodka.
Wu Zuo was indeed a bit harsh towards his subordinates... No, this cannot be called harsh. Wu Zuo probably had no intention of making things difficult for them, but simply did not treat them as human beings.
But this is also a hidden danger: Of course, organizations do not pay attention to humanistic care, but there are people everywhere, and even organizations are no exception. Getting along with subordinates undoubtedly requires skills. On the one hand, the boss has absolute control over subordinates, but when necessary
They must also protect their subordinates. If they do not cultivate loyalty, they will undoubtedly suffer heavy losses if they are stabbed in the back in the future - at least the loyalty value must be increased enough that when their subordinates want to betray, there will be a trace of
Tangled or apologetic emotions, so that we can detect clues in time and be the first to nip the signs of danger in the cradle.
but……
Gin moved his eyes away from Xitu's "scar" and looked at him carefully for a moment. He found that this man who looked a little gloomy did not show any resentment or forbearance at this time, but just remained silent, like a man who recognized him.
The Queen's loyal divine soldier.
Gin secretly nodded. From this point of view, this person's obedience seems to be pretty good. Normal people would be very disgusted when being handled like an object, but now, Uzo's new weapon only looks a little awkward.
Moreover, Gin discovered that compared to that unscrupulous boss Uzo, Situ's attention at this time was obviously focused on him and Vodka, and those subtle rejections were also directed at him and Vodka.
"..." Is Uzo really talented at training his subordinates? It's a pity that his identity cannot be exposed easily, otherwise he might as well take the time to bring him to the organization and serve as a guest instructor to train new recruits...
While Gin is thinking about the future of the organization.
Matsuda Jinping faced the gaze he cast, his expression became more and more tense.
Whenever Jiang Xia is free, she likes to catch a random ghost and use it as a cat. Mermaids and foggy dogs are the ones that suffer the most. When Miss Spider stretches out her spider legs out of boredom, she is easily dragged away suddenly by the psychic master.
. But monsters are easy to move and often float around. Sometimes when Jiang Xia can't reach them, he will catch the ghosts nearby and touch them. Matsuda Jinpei, a calm adult man, also had his head touched several times and was forced to get used to it.
This kind of attitude towards children is not intolerable even if I become a human being now.
But he was worried about something else:
Gin won't find the blood bag; the blood bag won't continue to slide out...but don't break it at this time.
As Jiang Xia worked hard to stuff the blood bag back, Matsuda Jinpei always felt like he heard the crunching sound of the bag at its limit.
Fortunately, what I worried about did not happen.
——Although Gin was staring at him and thinking about something, Vodka also occasionally glanced at him. But the two people in the front row obviously didn't expect that the "big living person" behind him would have a whole bag of blood stuffed in his head.
…
A few breathless seconds later.
Gin looked away and thought of something else: "Has he stepped on a landmine? Was it in Myanmar?"
...If it is in Japan, this means that some organizations or individuals have begun to use landmines as weapons, then they must also supplement some anti-mine equipment accordingly to avoid being too passive when they accidentally fall into hostility with that organization - as a
A mysterious organization that spans a wide range of domains, they may become enemies of any organization at any time.
Jiang Xia observed Ginjiu's expression and found that he seemed to believe it.
While Gin was thinking, Jiang Xia finally pushed the blood bag back, leaving only a little bulge on the skin, pretending that there really was a scar there - tampering with the surface of the skin was better than stuffing blood inside the puppet clay.
Packing is much easier.
After successfully solving the hidden danger, Jiang Xia let go of his hand and pushed the tool man aside.
He remembered Gin's question just now, and while answering, he continued to add to his rhetoric: "It's Myanmar. I told him that the organization has an interview today, and if he performs poorly, he will be sent back to Myanmar to dig mines, so he may be too serious...
I tend to become aphasic when I'm nervous. I don't know what the problem is, and I can't find out even if I go to the hospital. Maybe it's just a lack of brain memory - fortunately, it's not a big problem. It's just an execution machine, as long as he can hear me."
... He has flaws in some unimportant aspects, and it seems that he is not easily feared by Gin. This can be seen by looking at Gin's own subordinates.
Vodka didn't know what the other three people in the car were thinking, but instinctively felt chills in his back.
While driving, he occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror.
He saw that Xitu, who in his eyes had been labeled as a "perverted murderer", "high risk", etc., was being patted on the head by Jiang Xia like an antique. Such a rude move, the perverted murderer didn't even notice.
No comments, he seems to have a pretty good temper... Uzo actually likes this kind of subordinate?
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xia suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror in the back row, and happened to meet Vodka's sneaky gaze.
"!" The eyes behind the vodka sunglasses moved, and they looked forward quickly, pretending that they were not peeping at all just now.
However, the next second, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind.
——Uzuo touched his head twice. He was obviously wearing sunglasses, but Uzuo seemed to have caught his gaze.
For a moment, the vodka in my scalp almost exploded, and I felt like a king cobra was crawling creepily along my hat.
His hands trembled and he instinctively shouted: "Brother!!"