Gin's Battlefield

Jiang Xia's ears twitched slightly as he caught the key point.

Gin had said "won't live long," not "won't survive tonight"... That meant he wasn't planning to shoot the puppet and toss it into the incinerator the moment they reached the factory.

"..." It seemed PlanA still had a chance?

Jiang Xia felt wonderful.

He followed Gin's lead and said, "True, he can be overly vigilant sometimes. But looking at it another way, that's actually one of his strengths—this time, I forgot to tell him in advance that it's perfectly normal for the organization to pull Guns..."

Ever since picking up Matsuda Jinpei, he seemed not to have seen Gin. He saw the boss often enough, but the boss did not usually pull a gun on people. Jiang Xia really had forgotten to emphasize to the New Ghost that Gin had a habit of drawing his gun at will.

He cleared his throat twice and offered Gin a bit of false goodwill. "I'll add you to his list of superiors later. This won't happen again."

Vodka, who had been driving silently and keeping an extremely low profile: "..." Add him to the list... Did Uzo think that Cito was some AI whose brain could not turn? No, AI had no brains. No, that was not the point. The point was that he had actually dared to grab big brother's gun. Why had big brother not shot him in the head, then killed the culprit who had brought this dangerous element along... Tch, what a pity.

With the headshot crisis temporarily resolved, Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Jiang Xia, silently sat up straight, and kept an even lower profile than Vodka.

Gin glanced at him.

Compared with his earlier impression of him as nothing more than "Uzo's useful pawn," Gin now gave