The world of science is unscientific

Beneath her long, golden hair, Shimizu Reiko's eyes dimmed slightly; it seemed that only she herself had changed during her absence.

"I see," Shimizu Reiko looked up and tidied her hair. "Aren't you going to introduce the puppy to me?"

"I dream of its name."

Shimizu Reiko raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly, "I understand..."

Her voice was somewhat scattered by the wind, and by the time it reached Suzuki Yusuke's ears, it was already very faint. The voice sounded as if so much had been lost along the way, mixed with a deep sense of loss.

Asuka was gently put down by Shimizu Reiko.

"You must love your owner well."

After saying that, she got up and slowly walked away, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

After sitting on the bench for two minutes, Yusuke Suzuki sighed, "Let's continue our walk."

In the park, there was a person, a dog, and a cat.

The shadows shifted and changed into all sorts of strange shapes under the light.

An hour later, Yusuke Suzuki left the park.

After an hour of practice, my dream dog was able to walk itself. On the way home, it carried the leash in its mouth and led the way.

As for Asuka, she lay motionless in Suzuki Yusuke's arms.

Back at his apartment, Yusuke Suzuki got busy again.

First, I gave Asuka a bath and dried her feathers. After that, I cleaned her up, and finally, I gave myself a bath.

This is too much trouble. I'll leave it to the pet store from now on.

At least he doesn't intend to do it himself anymore.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Yusuke Suzuki felt the beauty of the world.

Sure enough, lying flat is the most comfortable.

The next morning, he set off to find Itakura Taku.

Once you arrive at the destination, just knock on the door.

Itakura Taku reluctantly opened the door, and then reluctantly received a scolding.

Yusuke Suzuki's main approach now is to exert psychological pressure on the other party, much like giving a lecture.

Of course, it's perfectly reasonable for a ruthless member of an organization to carry a small handgun while giving a lecture.

Given that Itakura Taku had moved multiple times, it was reasonable for him to point a small pistol at the other person's forehead.

Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable for Suzuki Yusuke to use a harsher tone and have a worse attitude.

Since the content of this ideological education was quite simple, Suzuki Yusuke left Itakura Taku's new home 10 minutes later.

He stood at the door and took out his phone.

I've already calmed that guy down. —Grouse

One minute later, the email arrived.

[Let's grab a batch of bombs on the way. —Gin]

[Am I alone? —Grouse]

【You can't do it? —Gin】

Yusuke Suzuki scoffed dismissively; this level of provocation was no longer effective against him.

You should know whether I'm capable or not. Give me your address. —Grouse

After getting the address, he turned the key to his black Mazda and disappeared into the street.

After he left, Itakura Taku pulled back the curtains completely, stood by the window, his face solemn, lost in thought.

The task of stealing the bomb was not difficult; Yusuke Suzuki completed it in just two hours. However, in order to cover up the evidence, he was forced to use some explosives.

He hauled the remaining 100 kilograms of explosives and 40 bombs back to Base 2 in one go.

Upon entering the lounge, the air was thick with smoke.

Vodka, White Horse, and Malachiu were playing cards, while Gin continued to smoke and drink.

Why don't you play mahjong?

Yusuke Suzuki patted Vodka on the shoulder, then looked at Gin. These guys, they're not including Gin, are they trying to isolate him?

Chapter 266 Gin's Innate Gentleness

Gin met Suzuki Yusuke's gaze, and in the blink of an eye, his aura turned cold.

It seems his meaning was understood.

Yusuke Suzuki shrugged and smiled, "Gin, control your aura. I brought you back a lot of explosives."

"I can get it even without you," Gin replied coldly.

"Then why don't you go by yourself?" Suzuki Yusuke retorted directly, "Lazy guy."

The three people at the card table were all stunned.

Hakuba and Malashinu never expected anyone to dare speak to Gin like that.

Vodka never expected that his older brother and Wei Que would start arguing as soon as they met; in the past, they would at least have some time to prepare for a fight.

Yusuke Suzuki originally thought Gin would be even angrier, but the cold killing intent in the other's eyes suddenly faded.

Damn it?

Yusuke Suzuki could hardly believe it.

They've become strangers.

This time, it wasn't that he wanted to provoke Gin; it was just normal banter, since that's how it's always been between him and Gin since he first joined the organization.

Gin might unleash his murderous intent on him, but the two would never actually fight.

But this time, Gin actually held back from releasing his killing intent, which was a bit strange.

Is this lunatic preparing something big for him?

Something to be aware of.

"Shall we go out and inspect the goods?"

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at the doorway and extended an invitation.

Gin didn't say anything, downed the drink in his glass in one gulp, and then stood up.

The moment the two left, the lounge felt much more relaxed.

None of the three people had touched their cards; they had been tense the whole time, and they could quickly break up the fight if it broke out.

The trunk of the black Mazda was opened, and Gin smelled a familiar and beloved scent.

"I shouldn't need to arrange for someone to clean up the mess, right?"

"Don't you trust me to handle things?" Suzuki Yusuke felt belittled.

Gin snorted coldly, "Last time I didn't keep Shuichi Akai here, didn't I tell you to go to Base Four more often? I see that you have very few entries in the logbook."

So you're really fixated on this point, aren't you?

Yusuke Suzuki was in a bit of a headache. At that time, he couldn't really take down Shuichi Akai, so he had to go easy on him.

and many more...

Could this also be a test?

Gin realized what had happened and began to suspect the operation.

Furthermore, Suzuki Yusuke recalled that when the operation ended, Shimizu Reiko got out of the car with a GPS tracker and a listening device.

The other party has been back for a while now, and of all times, they came last night.

Today, his conversation with Gin touched on that operation again.

Is it a coincidence?

“This time you only spaced out for 6 seconds,” Gin closed the trunk and lit a cigarette. “I should say you’ve improved.”

"Or is it that you haven't thought that deeply about this?"

These words made Suzuki Yusuke even more confused.

If Gin was testing him, then this statement was putting pressure on him, forcing him to think more, and the more his thoughts wandered, the more likely he was to run into problems.

If it wasn't a test, then his brief moment of distraction did raise some suspicion in Gin. This brings us back to the situation described above.

“Thinking more is always a good thing,” Yusuke Suzuki said casually, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. “By the way, what’s with your strange habit of recording the time I’m spacing out?”

Gin didn't answer and just left.

Back in the lounge, the three-person card-playing group had stopped their activities.

"Big brother."

Vodka greeted them as usual when they came in.

"Vodka, go out and buy some bento boxes, it's almost 7 o'clock," Gin instructed.

Vodka first looked at Suzuki Yusuke, and seeing that the other party did not react, he sighed slightly, picked up the keys and left.

Today, Yusuke Suzuki didn't feel like cooking, and since the timing was perfect—the bento boxes were freshly made—it wouldn't hurt to eat them.

As for why they didn't go out to eat...

The main issue is that Gin is unlikely to agree.

Eating out at restaurants means leaving behind saliva, hair, and other highly personal items.

Given Gin's wary nature, he would absolutely not tolerate such a thing happening.

The most likely thing that will happen then is that the restaurant will be bombed.

Yusuke Suzuki thought about it again and realized that Gin eating bento boxes all the time was actually making himself suffer.