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Chapter 378 - See You Later

Men in black enter the department store.

The handsome man in black with long hair heads to the upper floors of the building.

A very elegant officer arrives near the top floor.

Amidst the smoke, he saw the great God of Heaven, whom he had to tie up so that he could not move and had to sit at gunpoint in order to have a chance of success in his missionary endeavors.

The fire is still expanding, the first two floors are almost a sea of flames, even with the continuous efforts of water cannons outside the building, but there is not much obvious tendency to reduce the fire, the upper floors of the fire is much smaller, the main force has not yet spread up, but the more lethal rolling smoke has long occupied the place.

In the smoke, Ichijō Mirai is rescuing a trapped person.

The victim was both unlucky and lucky, unlucky because he was the first to notice the fire when it first started and the smoke first came up, but in the midst of the crowd of people fleeing the fire he hit a cupboard with pots and pans so hard that he was smashed squarely against it, crushed for most of his body, and fell unconscious as a result of a blow to the back of his head.

Under normal circumstances, there would have been a good samaritan who would have come to look, but in an emergency like a fire, the crowd around him had no time to care, and only ran into the neighborhood with a slight bend in their direction, not stepping on it.

He was lucky to have fallen into the kitchenware section, where there was a dishwashing sink for salesmen to demonstrate, and he struggled like a turtle for a long time, soaking his jacket while there was still water, and managed to survive the onslaught of smoke.

Ichijō Mirai had just helped him lift the cabinet.

Gin looked away for a few seconds, then stepped behind a shelter at the sound of rapid footsteps in the stairwell, and watched as two men dressed as police officers rushed in with a stretcher and tried to pick up the trapped man, but were refused.

Ichijō Mirai helped the trapped person to his feet, and with a pale expression, quite different from the anxious or pained expressions on the faces of the others, he reached out, pointed in a direction, and said something, whereupon one of the police officers hurried off again, and after a few moments carried back a female victim, while the officer who had stayed in place carried the male victim.

As hurriedly as they had come, they both hurried away, leaving only a series of heavy, stumbling footsteps in the stairwell.

Gin stepped back out and looked over coldly.

One thing he never really understood was how Ichijō Mirai had managed to stay in the police academy.

It was partly about Ichijō Mirai, partly about how a wolf who had seen blood could blend in with a pack of canines as if nothing had happened, and partly about how he pretended to be a good, obedient, rabbit-catching hound who didn't think canines were useless.

A part of the misunderstanding is directed at the police academy.

...Do these guys really not realize that a wolf is wagging its tail and blending in?!

As a black lawbreaker, Gin realized on his first day that something wasn't right, that Ichijō Mirai's blackness wasn't on the same level as his own, and that he was a bit white and had a conscience.

Of course, what he didn't understand was: after a few months, the police academy hadn't been spoiled yet? No? Really not? You're not holding out, are you?

Is there anything in the world that the great non-Boss can't break? It's just holding out!

Ichijō Mirai won't let up, will he?

But how could a creature who shook the organization in one day, Tokyo in two days, the world in half a month, and replaced his boss in one month, let go?

If he does, the Organization, which has never been treated well, will be in trouble!

What the hell!

Playing around and thinking thoughts that must not be revealed in front of the great non-Boss or he'll get a grudge, Gin took one last deep look at the stairwell and stepped towards Ichijō Mirai.

He passes by a burning shelf, sees a flash of red in the flames, and locks eyes with Ichijō Mirai, who looks over at him.

Ichijō Mirai didn't move after the police and the trapped people left, but stood still and waited, and when Gin stepped in with a cold face, he stepped into a range where he could hear each other's voices, and lazily held out his hand to greet him, "Hello," he said.

"I was expecting the dangerous guys to be the ones to arrive so soon," He glanced at the red banner in the flames with his eyesight, "but I didn't realize it was you."

To be honest, Ichijō Mirai wasn't quite ready to face Gin.

In reality, Gin was so impressive, like a social animal who had been bled dry by life...

"I received a message about the fire," Gin said lightly, "and figured it might have something to do with you, so I came here as soon as I could."

He had also seen the red banners flying in the wind just outside the building, but had a different opinion than Ichijō Mirai, "They won't be there, they'll just watch from a distance like a lone hyena, and won't come up to munch on the bones until you're done eating."

Gin was actually on the other side of Tokyo when the fire broke out, but arrived before the police and firefighters, and just wasn't sure it really had anything to do with Ichijō Mirai until the red banner appeared and he entered the scene.

There's a lot of confusion in these lines, such as 'Why do you think the fire is related to Ichijō Mirai'.

It's not something that needs to be explained at all.

It's the same as 'I came home from a hard day's work, fell into bed, and suddenly heard a crackling noise in the living room, but without seeing what happened or getting up to look at the scene, I decided without thinking that it must have been the family's shinkin cat running around tearing up the house'.

Why? Nothing but familiarity.

And then there's 'arriving before the police on the other side of Tokyo'.

Not only in fires, but also in other cases, the organization is always at the top of the list of people who know what's going on, except for the people involved.

Why is that?

Well, it's because of the wise and kind non-Boss, of course.

The first day he joined the organization, the non-Boss gave the organization a taste of its own medicine, and since then, the organization has been paranoid about any movement in Tokyo, even when he was an ordinary member or a code name member, not to mention the unfortunate death of the former Boss who had 'fallen ill'.

The organization can't afford not to keep an eye on what's going on in areas where the non-Boss is active.

If they don't, who's going to be responsible if they wake up one morning and realize Tokyo's been blown sky-high?

Well, the organization that's been transformed into a world peace organization of love and justice can't be held responsible.

Thinking deeper, Gin put his other hand, which was not holding a wet handkerchief, into his pocket, fiddled with his cigarette, and calmly said, "It seems that they think the target is likely to be in Tokyo, and they care about Tokyo, and after being expelled for so long, they haven't heard anything from the owner of this hunting ground, so of course they're willing to pluck up the courage to throw themselves at the mercy of a rock."

What's the reason for the lack of news?

The efforts of the organization!

Without the Organization, Ichijō Mirai would have gone out in a blaze of glory! If the official powers don't know about the Organization's efforts, can't the Black Organization figure it out?

They must have figured out that the Organization is the hero of the darkness!

But instead of mourning the Organization's misfortune, they immediately went to the scene to find out if the owner of this hunting ground was still there.

"Cowardly punk," Gin sneered, "really thought he could test the waters."

How bold could he be to be scared by a sniper and not show his face for a few years, only to show his face tentatively when he found out that 'Satan' had not been heard from, and seemed to be dead, looking like he had just realized that he had been offended and sent out a thunderbolt of anger?

Not as bold as the organization that bravely sent out a message to the great God of Heaven, "I think you're pretty good, you look like a character, so I'm reluctantly inviting you to join us, if you know what you're doing, just say yes".

...really close to breaking the defense.

Gin's body exudes a kind of faint death intent, he glanced at the red banner that has been completely engulfed by the flames with not a trace left, his tone calmed down: "These guys looking for death's main scope of activities in the British side, this time to come to the cadres are only one or two test the waters of the estimation, you intend to how to deal with them?"

Translation: These dead people don't live in Tokyo, please don't do anything in Tokyo, nowadays when something big happens in Tokyo everyone speculates that it's 'Satan', and the organization would be more comfortable with Ichijō Mirai bombing the UK than shaking up the world with the codename of 'Satan' in Tokyo again.

As for whether or not retaliating against the dead in places like England would cause a huge stir...

Who cares? They didn't leave their signatures at the scene. What makes you think it was 'Satan'? Can't it just be a sudden psychopathic killer in the U.K.?

What if the organization was kind enough to claim responsibility for some local organization?

It couldn't be any worse than 'Satan' making another world announcement in Tokyo and putting the organization on a pedestal of shame, and Gin was fine with that.

"You seem desperate that I'm so offended that the Organization won't be able to talk me out of it this time, and that I'm going to get my revenge?" Ichijō Mirai relieved Gin, who had a faint feeling of death, "But don't worry, I'm not the same person I used to be, I'm no longer the gamer-sama who could just skip the plot and do it, and now I have a lot of worries, so I won't be able to retaliate so easily."

You're kidding.

Believing that Ichijō Mirai will be honest is better than believing that the sun comes out of the west.

Gin's face was cold, as if he hadn't heard.

"Don't believe me?" Ichijō Mirai pondered for a few seconds, and had to nod his head in acknowledgement, "The credibility is really low, but don't worry about believing it, I'll make sure you know what a dog shakes its head at," he said.

He looked at the system prompts, re-answer, "look at me a few times through it."

"I know you are very anxious, but you first do not rush, you first do not despair and want to die in the face of me, looking at the ever-changing number of deaths, I also have a kind of faint intention to die, my life is at stake I have a lot of power, let me die first."

The number of deaths is increasing.

At first, it was a small increase, only one or two jumps in a few minutes, and Ichijō Mirai was calm: It's okay, not as many people as the bomb explosion.

But soon, probably reaching the limit of time for humans to survive the smoke and fire, the number of deaths began to jump rapidly, more than a dozen every minute, and every time it jumped, a group of people almost inhaling the smoke died.

With so many deaths, it's like making too many mistakes in a sound game, and Ichijō Mirai is a little tempted to swing for the fences and just restart.

The only thing that keeps him from doing so is the idea that holding out for more information will help him get more information for the next time.

Now the search continues, and those found alive can be categorized as the second batch of rescuers, those who don't need to be rescued urgently and won't die for a while, while those found dead can be categorized as the first batch of emergency rescuers, those who need to be rescued from the fire immediately.

After Gin's arrival, there was a little more motivation: "If, half an hour earlier, you received my order to 'track down the arsonist', how long would it take you to find out?"

Ichijō Mirai emphasized, "You're the one who's tracking it down."

He could still trust Gin's abilities, but the abilities of the other members of the organization...

It's better not to test them.

Maybe they'll be grilled if they're tested.

"Half an hour ago?" Gin frowned and made a quick calculation.

Because of the Great and Kind God of Heaven, the organization's control over Tokyo was deeper than before, and there was no trace of the guys who were looking for death, probably because they had forged innocent identities and hadn't committed any crimes after arriving in Tokyo.

But now they've made their move and left their mark.

With the skills the organization was forced to illuminate, it would take about... to track those guys down.

"Forty minutes," Gin replied. "Forty minutes, tops."

"By the time I get here, Intelligence will have already gotten to the bottom of it."

The limit of human survival in the smoke was ten minutes, those who had survived so far were those who had already started to save themselves, but the death toll was still jumping, even faster than before, Ichijō Mirai looked at the jumping numbers and waved his hand, "OK, it's settled then."

"I hope you can pull it off once and for all," he headed for the stairwell, intending to search for the trapped people from the top down, "Otherwise I'll get stuck a couple more times and I'll have to wait a little longer for you to find out where they are before I have to unpack them."

"Thank you for your great contribution to saving the world: an unpacking prop for the great Savior."

"I'll see you later, great man."

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