COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Cough cough cough..." The figure in the black coat curled up on the ground, coughing in pain.

"It's just..." Unexpected.

He wanted to raise his head to explain, but was stomped on his head.

"Heh, want to explain?"

"Since the act of shooting, do you still want to explain that it was an accident?" The silver-haired man stepped on his head and asked condescendingly.

"Cough cough... I don't know... Kao is with you..." The figure on the ground coughed in pain, his throat hoarse.

A bruise could be faintly seen on his neck.

It was pinched out by the gin.

"Don't know?" Gin smiled and raised his gun.

"boom-"

Bullet marks appeared on the ground next to his cheek.

There was also a wound on his face.

"Who allowed you to shoot at Kaa?" The silver-haired man's voice was cold.

"Are you too lazy to pay attention to that kid?" He joked.

Kaa is the heir to the boss, no matter what...

None of the dogs in the organization could shoot him.

including yourself.

Vodka stood on the side of the training ground, afraid to speak.

He knows the whole process.

The elder brother went back to the base and called Trinidad back to the base.

Then the person was called to the training ground.

Then there was a madness.

Trinidad's melee level is just average, let alone compared to his big brother.

Not long after, he was beaten to the ground and vomited blood.

That's why my brother is so angry...

Is it because of your car accident?

Or was it because Trinidad shot Kaa?

If it's because of Kao...

As expected of a child raised by his eldest brother.

Is this the eldest brother's fatherly love for Kaa?

Vodka thought deeply.

But if it goes on like this, Trinidad will probably die on the training ground.

Vodka looked at Gin and raised his gun again.

Trinidad doesn't really die here, does it?

Vodka thought.

Trinidad also felt that he might die here today.

He clearly just wanted to get revenge on that guy Kaor.

Who knew that guy actually got in the gin car.

And he shot the gin car window.

In order to let Kaa know who fired the shot, Trinidad did not deliberately switch to other bullets, but still used the bullet with Trinidad's name engraved.

So he was caught by Gin.

Trinidad: Kao is really not a good thing.

Gin's last shot went past his face.

What about the next shot?

I'm afraid it will be a direct headshot.

Trinidad: I shouldn't have been near that guy Kaor.

What a nightmare.

Gin was also thinking about where the shot was going to hit.

Forehead, or...

His eyes gradually turned downward.

heart?

The one who had told him before.

[Those who act on Shuzhi will be dealt with as betrayal. ]

So, the guy in the organization who did something to Kaa.

All will be regarded as traitors by Gin.

The last tequila that provoked Kaa, but it's already dead and can't die anymore.

that fool.

Gin thought with disdain in his heart.

"Cough cough... I and Kao are friends!" The figure lying on the ground, unable to move, said hoarsely.

Full of desire to survive.

Gin's movements stopped.

Trinidad itself doesn't speak much.

Because to protect the throat.

only…

Now the voice is hoarse, and the voice may be abolished, who cares whether to speak or not.

"I can message Kaa now," Trinidad struggled.

He felt the foot above his head move away.

The silver-haired man put away the gun in his hand and turned to leave.

His back looks like nothing happened, and the wind is light and cloudless.

And just when he vomited blood, stepped on his head, and even held a gun at him.

The other party also has such an understated attitude.

but…

Don't really need to send a message to Kaa?

gone like this?

Gin and Kao…

What is the relationship?

Trinidad struggled to sit up.

Surrounded by his blood, it looked a little scary.

He stretched out his hand to touch his throat, testing his pronunciation.

Then he stood up against the wall.

All the way to the laboratory, leaning against the wall.

"This is you?" The researcher in the white coat seemed to be very familiar with him.

"Accident." His voice was hoarse, as if he didn't want to say more.

"Your throat... needs to be repaired again." The researcher frowned.

"And your face..."

"The body is also seriously damaged..."

The researchers watched around Trinidad.

He was accustomed to taking off his clothes and lying down on the operating table naturally.

Let the researcher insert catheters and various instruments on him.

"The medicine can't be stopped..."

"In your situation...you still have to go to the pool to soak..."

The researcher told him while recording the data on the file.

Removed the catheter from him.

Trinidad got up, put on a coat handed over by the researcher, and passed the quiet training cabins one by one.

In the culture cabins, various organs are suspended.

as well as…

A person curled up in a fetal position.

He came to an empty training cabin at the end, took off his clothes and stood in.

Close your eyes peacefully.

The green nutrient solution fills the culture chamber.

He curled up too.

Just like the other huddled experimental subjects around.

Trinidad returned to the training cabin after a long absence, and gradually fell into a deep sleep, feeling the peace of mind that he felt as if he was in his mother's womb.

He dreamed of the past.

When he wasn't Trinidad, he was just an ordinary kid.

There are four children in the family, Trinidad is the third.

His parents were addicted to alcohol, tobacco and gambling.

His childhood was made up of violence, pornography, chaos.

With nothing at home, the parents sold their children.

"Anyway, there are four little ghosts, and we can't feed them all." The parents in memory discussed.

So Trinidad was bought out.

Because he is the ugliest.

Going around in circles, he became an experimental subject of the organization.

Experimental projects he participated in.

is to transform people.

Transform people into various legendary creatures, so that ordinary people have the abilities that only legendary creatures can have.

Some people become monsters.

Some people become crazy.

Some people survived.

Trinidad is one of those who survived.

Then, he had another face the experiment gave him.

He has no home.

Organizations are Trinidad's home.

…

The nutrient solution gradually disappeared, and the figure in the cultivation cabin opened his eyes.

All the wounds on his body have healed.

He was still a fair, thin young man.

The researcher hands him a towel.

He took the towel and wiped his wet black hair.

"Make good use of your abilities," the researcher encouraged.

"Hmm." He whispered.

With disdain for the so-called own ability.

"At least for you, it's still very useful, isn't it?" The researcher shook his head.

Trinidad knew what he was referring to.

After all, the development and utilization of his abilities were all plans made by these researchers.

Trinidad silently dried his body, changed his clothes, and left.

When he wanted to go back to the apartment where he lived in his identity ~www.readwn.com~, he saw the smoking apartment and firefighters.

Trinidad looked up.

The place where the smoke was smoking was his room.

Trinidad: .

…

[I almost got killed by you. —trinidad]

[I have told you that before sniping, you should look at the target and the people around him~ cahors (Cahors)]

[If you want to be the ace sniper of the organization, you can't do this~ cahors (Cahors)]

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