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"No entry allowed!"

After an unknown amount of time, a sudden commotion outside the door pulled Gin back to reality.

Soon, a group of people wearing masks rushed into the ward.

Of course, Takagi Sato, who had been guarding the ward entrance, also rushed in.

The two men had already drawn their sidearms and were issuing a serious warning:

"If you don't stop, we're going to open fire!"

"Don't be nervous, officers." The group was led by a young woman in a white shirt, who introduced herself, "I'm Masami Hirota, from the Public Security Bureau. This case is extremely unusual, so all subsequent investigations will be handled by us, and the individuals involved will need to be transferred to a safer location..."

Sato and Takagi exchanged a glance. Takagi hesitated, but Sato showed no intention of putting down his pistol.

Why should I believe you?

The special nature of this case was something Inspector Megure had specifically instructed them on when he assigned them to guard the ward.

Since the other party dared to snipe even police escort vehicles, it's not incomprehensible that they would impersonate police officers.

"No, Sato, Takagi, what she said is true."

Soon, Inspector Megure's voice rang out from the end of the corridor.

The easygoing, portly police officer gestured to his two subordinates to lower their guns and explained:

“I have already called and asked Manager Rikida, and it was indeed him who gave the order. We do not have the right to stop it.”

Masami Hirota smiled slightly and looked at Inspector Megure, saying:

"In that case, we'll take him with us. Thank you for your cooperation, Inspector Megure."

Just as Hirota Masami was directing the team to push Gin's hospital bed into the car, Inspector Megure suddenly called out to her:

"Before I leave, I also have something I regret to inform you."

Masami Hirota was slightly surprised and asked:

"I wonder what's going on?"

Inspector Megure looked at her and said slowly:

"Your request to keep the identities of all prisoners confidential is something we are afraid we can no longer do."

However, to Inspector Megure's surprise, Masami Hirota did not show any displeasure at having her order refused. Instead, she asked:

"Oh, I wonder why?"

Inspector Megure explained:

"Because this morning, we already released the case details and the names and photos of the perpetrators. By the time you all came to negotiate with me, the news had already finished airing..."

Hirota Masami understood. Inspector Megure probably anticipated that other departments would come to demand the person, and was afraid that his superiors would cover it up, so he took this approach.

If I were a real police officer, I would probably be furious right now.

After all, even if this can't be considered a mission failure, it's at least a case of poor execution.

Unfortunately, she is not.

And she would only feel happy to hear that Gin's information had been spread.

Therefore, after hearing Inspector Megure's answer, Masami Hirota was even in the mood to offer a compliment:

"As expected of an experienced veteran detective, he is indeed very thorough in his work."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Inspector Megure clearly took the remark as sarcastic, and watched Masami Hirota get into the car and leave with a blank expression.

Miwako Sato walked over and asked:

"Inspector Megure, we—"

Inspector Megure sighed and said:

"There's nothing we can do, this is all we can do."

"Gin, I know you must have woken up by now."

Upon hearing Masami Hirota's voice, Gin also abruptly opened his eyes and asked:

"How could it be you?"

He wouldn't be surprised at all if the person who came was Vermouth, or any other member of the organization with a code name.

Gin never expected that the person who would arrive would be this special individual whom they had been closely monitoring.

That's right, this woman who called herself a policewoman, Hirota Masami, was using a pseudonym. Her real name was Miyano Akemi, who was Miyano Shiho, and later became Ai Haibara's older sister.

Akemi Miyano looked at Gin lying on the hospital bed, his body bandaged in many places, and couldn't help but smile happily:

"I never imagined that Gin, who was once so powerful and majestic, would one day become so pathetic."

Gin ignored her sarcasm and asked calmly:

"It seems you've completely lost your fear. Is it because you've become a police officer, or do you think I don't have the ability to kill you right now?"

In the past, even when Miyano Akemi pretended to be fearless during conversations, Gin could still sense the fear emanating from her.

But now, this woman is indeed mocking herself, without the slightest fear.

“Of course I believe you have the ability, but you won’t do it.” Miyano Akemi glanced at the scenery outside the window and explained, “Besides, I’m not a police officer, but I didn’t give false orders either, because we just knocked out the real police officers who were supposed to come to pick you up.”

As for how they knew so precisely which route the police would take to transfer the prisoners today, that's another matter entirely.

"I see. So you've sided with that person, which is why you're so fearless..."

After saying that, Gin seemed to lose all interest and closed his eyes, no longer speaking.

Hirota Masami naturally didn't bother to chat with him, and soon the medical vehicle drove into a pharmaceutical factory.

Akemi Miyano got out of the car first, and Gin was also moved from his hospital bed to a wheelchair. They followed her through layers of guards and finally arrived at the luxurious office.

A bald old man with a cigar in his mouth was sitting leisurely in an armchair, intently studying a knife sheath in his hand.

"It really is you, Rum."

Gin wasn't surprised at all to see that iconic bald head.

If it weren't for Vermouth, probably only this second-in-command in the organization, second only to the BOSS, would have the ability to get him out of the police station.

"It's been a long time, Gin. I never expected to see you again like this."

Rum lowered the scabbard with a regretful expression, his gaze falling on Gin, who was wrapped in bandages in his wheelchair. The regret in his voice seemed genuine, yet it also carried a hint of schadenfreude.

"Akami, you completed your mission exceptionally well and are now qualified to become a full member of the organization. Gin, I never expected that you had such a shrewd and capable talent buried among your subordinates; it's truly a pity..."

Gin sneered, finally understanding where Akemi Shirano's confidence came from.

Indeed, Rum was different from him; he valued Miyano Akemi, whose parents were also members of the Black Organization, exceptionally.

If Miyano Akemi really became a formal member with a codename through Rum, then even if Gin is still in good condition, he really won't be able to cause her any trouble.

Chapter 146 Scabbard

Because Rum inherited both his codename and his status as the second-in-command of the Black Organization from his father, as a typical second-generation alcoholic, Rum naturally felt a sense of "kinship" when looking at Akemi Miyano.

Of course, Miyano Akemi's abilities did indeed meet the criteria for obtaining a codename.

While it certainly can't compare to Gin, it's at least better than vodka.

Of course, the most important one is her younger sister. I heard that she inherited her parents' talent and is making rapid progress in the reproduction and research of that drug.

If that's the case, then could my own eye also—

Rum touched his right eye, a sense of anticipation rising within him.

His style of doing things is very different from Gin's. Perhaps they are both cold and ruthless at heart, but he at least knows that threats are never the best policy.

"Ring ring ring..."

Just then, Rum's phone rang.

"Something's wrong, Supervisor Rikita! Oda and his men have just been discovered in the alley, and the key witnesses they were supposed to take over have been taken away..."

Rum's expression immediately turned extremely angry, and he shouted:

"What?! How could this happen? You were actually knocked unconscious? Do you even deserve to be police officers with this level of vigilance?! I told you all before that you shouldn't slack off during training, but you all ignored me..."

While the young policeman on the other end of the phone was probably already ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear, Rum finally sighed and asked in a slow voice:

"Did Oda and his men suffer any casualties?"

"Report: That mysterious force probably didn't want to provoke us too much, so they just knocked them unconscious and didn't injure them."

Rum seemed to breathe a sigh of relief:

"This is truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Let Xiaotian and the others stay in the solitary confinement room on their own. Once I finish my work, I will treat them well when I get back!"

"How hypocritical."

After watching Rum hang up the phone, Gin also let out a cold laugh.

Clearly, this was all a plan orchestrated by Rum himself, yet he had to pretend to be a superior who cared about his subordinates, making those unfortunate young police officers grateful.

He could see through Rum's schemes at a glance, but he never bothered to do such things.

So engrossed in intrigue and scheming, even his gun would slow down.

“Gin, what if this hypocrisy is exactly what the BOSS needs?” Rum smiled without any concern. “If I hadn’t secured my current position, how could I have so easily gotten you out of there?”

In an organization, being able to fight is of course very important.

Gin's current status is the result of climbing over countless lives.

But simply being good at fighting will only make you a weapon in the boss's hands that can be replaced and discarded at any time.

"The boss wants to know how you were caught after your plan backfired."

Of course, Rum himself was also very curious.

Although he felt that Gin was destined to be nothing more than a "pawn" on the front lines, he had to admit that this pawn was the best in the organization in terms of both ability and performance, and only a handful of people could compare to him.

Moreover, with Cohen and Chianti providing support in an armed helicopter, this should not have ended in such a humiliating defeat.

Especially that Apache helicopter; even for Rum, erasing all traces of himself was extremely difficult.

However, Gin's next words left the two of them stunned.

"You mean, someone punched you so hard you were disoriented, and then used a bow and arrow to shoot down an Apache helicopter flying in the sky?"

Subconsciously, Gin concealed the period when he lost his mind.

Even so, Akemi Miyano remained stunned.

If she weren't familiar with Gin's personality and knew that he wouldn't tell lame jokes in this situation, she would definitely think he was joking.

It was somewhat unbelievable that Gin could be knocked down with a single blow, but it was still within their comprehension.

But how about shooting down an armed helicopter with a bow and arrow?

Why don't you just say that it was poked down with a bamboo pole?

Of course, compared to Akemi Miyano, Rum's face quickly showed keen interest after his initial surprise:

"Gin, do you mean that this time our opponent possesses power beyond that of ordinary people?"

I see. That explains why the boss is so concerned about this incident.

Gin said in a deep voice:

"At least I think that normal humans shouldn't be able to do that kind of thing."

Just as Rum was getting excited, a staff member in a white coat knocked on the door and came in. After handing Rum a document, the staff member whispered a few words to him.

After the staff member left, Rum's gaze towards Gin changed from calm to pity:

"Gin, your medical report shows that the injuries to your hands are irreversible. Even if they are healed, your dexterity will be greatly affected, and you will not be able to grip the gun like before."

In other words, his marksmanship is ruined.

Gin was stunned; this news was clearly completely unexpected.

What value does an assassin have if he loses his unerring marksmanship?