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Chapter 74 Gin: Ghost, you deserve to be remembered.

Shortly after Kitahara Natsuhiro left.
Three men in black cautiously reached the rooftop, peering out from the stairwell as if afraid the ghost they had just encountered was still roaming around.

Within seconds of the ghost's appearance, their two companions were startled, bumped into the rusty railing, fell, and died.

Then gunshots rang out from the rooftop, and now there's no sound at all.

They suspected that their leader, Agave, might have been killed by a ghost, or even that his soul had been devoured.

If they weren't afraid of being punished by Gin when they went back, they wouldn't have risked coming up to find their 'dead' boss.

But for their own lives, they had no choice but to come up.

The three men in black shone their flashlights around the rooftop several times. After finding no trace of the ghost, they breathed a sigh of relief, went up to the top floor, and found their leader.

"Lord Tequila is still alive, what do we do now?"

One of the men in black checked Tequila's breathing and pulse, and after confirming that Tequila was not dead, he looked at the other two men.

Upon hearing this, one of the men in black said, "Lady Tequila just fired a shot without a silencer. Someone might have heard it. We need to leave here as soon as possible, and we also need to retrieve the bullets and casings."

"At the same time, we also need to remove the bodies on the first floor to prevent us from being traced through the bodies."

These men in black are highly trained by the black organization and are extremely well-mannered.

Even in this situation, they didn't panic and remained relatively calm.

Of course, encountering ghosts doesn't fall into this category.

After all, people are naturally afraid of the unknown, and they are no exception.

"it is good."

The man in black, who was squatting on the ground, nodded and grumbled as he hoisted his boss, Agave, onto his shoulder.

Tequila is a burly man, and his small frame of about 1.7 meters is struggling a bit, but he can still manage.

The three men in black then took Tequila downstairs and back to their car.

Then they went back and carried away the body from the first floor, also prying off the blood-stained floorboards.

Focus on one major.

After taking care of everything, the man in black made a phone call.

"Lord Gin, something has happened!"

Gin's face immediately darkened upon receiving the call.

Recently, a series of bad news has been coming in, which has made him, the big boss of the Japanese branch, very unhappy.

The base burned down, my beloved Porsche 356A is no longer drivable, and my trusted lieutenant, Vodka, has gone to the graveyard of the empire.

There wasn't a single good thing.

Now, this useless Tequila can't even do this little thing right, what use is he?

"Useless!" Gin coldly spat out the two words.

These two words made the men in black on the bus tremble with fear and dare not speak.

It was as if you could feel Gin's murderous intent even through the phone.

They were terrified of Gin, the boss.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Gin suppressed his murderous intent and asked in a deep voice.

Even if you're going to kill someone, you have to find out the details first.

Upon hearing this, the man in black quickly explained the whole story to Gin, emphasizing the power of the ghost.

After all, vodka and tequila were defeated by the Ghost, so what could these small fry do?

It's not that they weren't capable, but that the ghosts were simply too powerful.

"A bunch of idiots!" Upon hearing this, Gin immediately cursed, "They actually stumbled twice on the same trick."

To this day, he still believes this is a smokescreen by the mastermind behind it all and doesn't believe that ghosts exist in this world.

Because he's never seen it before!

"Where are you now?" Gin asked, calming himself down.

The man in black immediately reported his location to Gin.

"I will send someone to pick you up."

"Yes, Lord Gin."

Gin then hung up the phone in his office and sent a team to meet Tequila.

He then took a cigarette from the pack beside him, lit it, and took a puff. "Who exactly is Ghost, and why is he so determined to oppose us?" Gin frowned, his heart filled with murderous intent.

Ghost has repeatedly opposed their organization, which has crossed his bottom line.

They were targets he had to eliminate.

But now, he doesn't even know who the other party is, so how can he eliminate them?
After a moment's thought, Gin took out his phone and dialed a number.

The next second, a woman's voice came from the phone.

"What's up, Gin?" Vermouth's voice came through the phone.

Upon hearing this, Gin didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "Have you fought with Ghost before and suffered a loss?"

Last time, he saw something on Vermouth's face.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's face darkened, and she felt somewhat irritated.

Gin brought up the things she least wanted to remember, which undoubtedly reopened her wounds and then rubbed salt into them.

If it weren't for the phone call, she would have loved to shoot Gin's head off.

I hate smart people!

Vermouth didn't answer the question directly: "Just say what you want to say!"

Gin immediately understood and stopped asking about whether he had suffered a loss.

"Do you have any information about this ghost?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth realized that Tequila had also encountered a ghost.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to ask her for information.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly uttered a few words: "Ghosts...are real!"

Toot toot.
After saying that, Vermouth hung up the phone.

Gin stared at the disconnected phone, lost in thought.

He wouldn't believe a word someone else said, but he could believe what Vermouth said, though not entirely.

After a long silence, Gin's lips curled into a cold smile: "Interesting."

"Ghost, I've remembered you. I hope I can meet you again next time so I can find you."

This time, he began to confront the ghosts.

The existence that can make Vermouth suffer is worthy of being remembered by him.

Cup House Apartments.

Kitahara Natsuhiro returned to the apartment carrying large and small bags.

At this moment, Akiko Yonehara was lying on the sofa, wearing a white shirt on her upper body, revealing a pair of long legs.

Upon seeing Kitahara Natsuhiro return, he ran over barefoot onto the floor.

It looks like it has recovered.

Looking at those dazzlingly long legs, Kitahara Natsuyu had only one thought in his mind.

It's getting hot, I want to eat a popsicle!
呲溜
Akiko Yonehara also noticed Natsuhiro Kitahara's gaze and felt a little smug: "How does Minori know everything?"

She learned to dress this way from her best friend, Minori Nakamura.

The results were outstanding.

"What are you thinking about?"

Akiko Yonehara moved closer, a sly glint in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu replied without hesitation, "I'm wondering whether to eat you first, eat the meal first, or eat you while eating."

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara lowered her head and spat, "Pervert!"

“Akiko, that’s where you’re wrong.” Kitahara Natsuyu straightened his back and said, “It’s normal for men to be a little perverted towards women.”

"You wouldn't want me to be a pervert with men, would you?!"

"???"

Akiko Yonehara was completely bewildered.

After thinking about it for a moment, she even felt that Kitahara Natsuyu's words made some sense.

(End of this chapter)