That was the last time Gin saw Lin Xinyi.
It was also the last time he existed as "Gin."
After that, he was no longer Gin of the Organization.
He was Suspect Kurosawa Jin, Defendant Kurosawa Jin.
And finally, Prisoner No. 9527 of Tokyo Maximum-Security Prison.
Looking back on it years later, that period of his life still felt like a nightmare.
He could not even remember how Lin Xinyi had put handcuffs on him, how Furuya Rei had escorted him into a police car, or how he had endured the joint interrogation by the FBI, CIA, and Japanese Public Security Bureau.
In any case, Gin had put up virtually no resistance during the interrogation and told them everything he could.
It was not because he could not withstand torture and had betrayed the Organization as well.
It was because Gin understood that there was no point in holding out any longer.
After all, Vermouth knew nearly all the intelligence he did.
Now that even Vermouth had defected, along with Bourbon, Kir, Irish, Curacao, and a list of undercover agents so long that spelling it out would look like padding—
With those traitors feeding intelligence to the enemy, no amount of silence from Gin could save the Organization.
The disparity in strength between the two sides was simply too great.
Unless Renya Karasuma possessed Makoto Kyogoku overnight, turned into Earth's only Saiyan, and charged into that den of undercover agents for an unstoppable massacre.
Otherwise, that pathetic Organization—which resembled a United Nations undercover agent training center more than anything else—had no chance of surviving.
And that was precisely what happened.
The FBI, CIA, and Japanese Public Security Bureau's joint interrogation of Gin ended in less than a month.
Soon afterward, Gin learned from his kind former colleague Bourbon—no, Officer Furuya—that