I always keep my gloves away, and I have never left my body with no less than two guns. I plan to do more than one set, and I never stay in one place for more than three days... All of these are a manifestation of extreme insecurity.

Because the environment he is in does not allow him to feel safe.

Public Security, FBI, CIA, MI6... All kinds of organizations want to arrest him, and countless people want to kill him, and countless days of licking blood from the knife that he never dared to imagine is his usual life.

He regards human life as nothing, because he regards his own life as nothing.

Therefore, you can shoot yourself without hesitation after being anesthetized to stay awake.

How could such a person still retain unnecessary feelings?

I'm afraid the organization has become the only thing the other party cares about.

Ming Jue is glad that he met Gin, who had just emerged as a fledgling man. He hasn't encountered so many things that he could still live under Gin.

If it was later gin, he would definitely not be able to survive.

Mingjue did not have any sympathy for Gin, but was thinking, if the environment he was in was not like that, would he have become like that?

You may not feel anything when you first see the characters in the anime, but when they appear in front of you as a living person, it is hard not to feel emotion.

No one is born like what he is, and all changes are traceable.

Mingjue had some ideas of change for the first time. If Gin did not commit so many murders, would his current situation get better?

Ming Jue thought about it carefully and the answer was:

Won't!

First of all, Gin is suspected to be brainwashed and hypnotized, and the interests of the organization are put first.

Secondly, he has committed murderous crimes, and these murderous crimes must be calculated in the later stages.

And he might have shown his strength in that organization and was entrusted with important tasks.

Low-key? Impossible.

A character like him who deals with traitors should be high-profile, the more attention it should be, so that those who want to betray the organization should weigh the consequences of betrayal.

Mingjue can do nothing.

When he got home, Ming Jue sighed, feeling a little restless.

I don’t know what Ginjiu looks like in the detention center. Is his experience in Xia Yu good or bad...

......

Gin is quite adaptable in the detention center.

The environment in the detention center was not good. There were 20 people living in a room, and they were all detained for a small but not small crime.

A dozen people gathered in a small space, and various smells mixed together.

There are no reading materials, no computers, no personal belongings, and no private space. More than a dozen strangers are breathing the same dirty air.

The only way to pass the time is to daze and chat.

Gin is not a person with a cleanliness obsessiveness. He often wears black clothes because he has no conditions to change clothes, and the blood stains cannot be seen on the clothes.

But under limited conditions, of course I like a better environment.

He is quite able to tolerate this environment, after all, the environment when organizing the assessment is much more difficult than this.

He was lucky, and the bed was leaning against the wall, and the two walls gave him an inch of peace.

For some reason, he was in a very calm mood when he stayed in this detention center.

Perhaps it has been settled, and there is no need to think, plan and plan anymore, and there is no danger that needs to be faced at all times. My mind is suddenly empty.

For people in the 21st century, life is like a year without a mobile phone.

But Gin didn't have a mobile phone, and he didn't need this kind of thing to pass the boring time.

He did nothing that afternoon, just leaned against the wall and looked at the sky outside the window through the iron railings.

Since his parents passed away, he rarely had such a time when he thought about nothing or did nothing. But instead, he had plenty of time in the detention center of another world.

Life in the detention center is very simple. You can get up in the morning to wash and organize your housework. After breakfast, you can read the rules and regulations in the morning. From eight to eleven, you can go to read books and let the air.

After lunch, I had a two-hour lunch break and continued to let go after lunch. After dinner, I had three hours of meditation time.

Watch the news broadcast, accept ideological transformation, recall the first half of your life, and miss your relatives and friends.

When I woke up the next day with my eyes open, it was another day after day.

This kind of life is difficult for others, but it is acceptable to know what gin you will face.

Here, he has plenty of time to think, recall and plan.

It's a huge difference compared to staying in the organization day and night for a few days just to kill one person.

The only thing that is a bit unpleasant is that there are always some people who are not very good at it.

His appearance doesn't look like Xia Yuren, especially his blonde hair, which is too eye-catching. Some people like to come to chat with him to satisfy their curiosity.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Ginjiu staring at the sky in a daze, a man came over.

This is a young man who was detained in pyramid schemes.

The first time I saw a foreigner in the detention center, I was particularly curious.

Gin turned around expressionlessly and glanced at him coldly.

The man didn't care about Gin's cold eyes at all, and said to himself: "Which country are you from? Do you understand what I say? How did you get detained?"

"..." Gin didn't say a word.

The man thought he couldn't understand, so he brought a few English sentences and explained his meaning with both hands and feet: "You waht...come...here..."

Gin didn't want to pay attention to him.

The man was a little reluctant and ignored the cold aura of gin.

"Hey, you're talking..."

He was not worried that this foreign man would attack him. The detention center was full of surveillance, and their every move was under surveillance, without any blind spots at all.

"Get out." The sound of gin is as cold as ice slag.

The man was caught off guard and shivered, looked at him in depression, and walked away with self-indulgence.

"Who is it? If you don't say it, just don't say it... It's not boring to sit here alone... It's only been an afternoon since I came in, and I don't know how many days I'll be locked up, it depends on how much you can endure..."

The man muttered as he walked, as if he was deliberately letting Gin hear it because the sound was not lowered at all.

Gin closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to these insignificant people at all.

All afternoon, Gin didn't move much, and she didn't walk around like those who had just arrived at the detention center and were so idle that they were looking for someone to talk.

It’s just sitting in meditation, and it’s rare to think of nothing.

However, the detention center does not mean that people come in for free to eat and drink.
Chapter completed!