Chapter 12: Traveling at night and encountering ghosts
The land under the sun is peaceful and peaceful, but the world in the shadows is not.
Recently, the black organization has had many confrontations with the Japanese police and FBI for the arrested billion-yen robber Miyano Akemi.
Pharmaceutical Research Institute.
Miyano Shibo was handcuffed and chained to the drainage pipe. He looked at the gin at the door stubbornly and sneered: "So you will also suffer?"
Gin touched the band-aid on his cheek, his eyes were cold and noncommittal: "Suffering a loss?"
He snorted lightly, turned around and walked out of the room where Shirley was held, and locked the door.
With no one in front of him, Miyano Shiho's expression finally showed weakness and helplessness.
“Sister...has anything happened?”
She is very smart. Not long ago, she got the news that Miyano Akemi was arrested for robbing a bank. She immediately knew that something was wrong and made the same judgment as Miyano Akemi. The organization was afraid that she would silence her.
All she can do is to make the organization worry by being non-cooperative, hoping that the organization will not dare to kill her sister for the sake of medicine.
But how could gin threaten her?
She was imprisoned here because she refused to cooperate and could only pin her hopes on the police.
A few days passed by, and today Gin was actually injured. She was a little excited and happy at first, but looking at Gin's reaction just now...
On the other side, Gin's expression became particularly gloomy as he walked out of the detention room.
Vodka walked over cautiously and said: "Brother, the data has been transferred and the research institute has been emptied. What should Shirley do?"
“Give her three days in the end.” Gin said.
The organization has huge power, but there is no possibility of going to war with the Japanese police and FBI at the same time.
Although it is impossible for the Japanese police and FBI to mobilize large forces for Miyano Akemi, it is equally impossible for the organization to mobilize large forces for Miyano Akemi.
This time he lost the showdown with Akai Shuichi, and Miyano Akemi was taken away by the FBI!
Although Miyano Akemi didn't know the exact location of the research institute, based on the directions where she met her sister several times, she was able to roughly locate the research institute in a certain area, which became unsafe.
Let Shirley cook for three more days. Regardless of whether Shirley is willing to obey or not, this place will be burned down.
After arranging the guards, gin and vodka returned to the restored classic car.
“Brother, where should we go next?”
Gin thought for two seconds and took out a newspaper from the drawer: "Go find him."
The newspaper reported exactly about Ji Xing!
Vodka reminds people of them at the first sight. Isn’t this the person who makes them work twice as hard?
If he hadn't captured Miyano Akemi, they wouldn't have had to confront the police at all.
"Should we teach him a lesson and kill him, brother?" Vodka lit the fire.
Gin threw the newspaper to Vodka and said coldly: "No, because of Miyano Akemi, the organization has lost a lot of manpower and needs to be replenished."
Vodka was stunned: “Invite, invite him?”
This can't be done, brother, this guy has made a lot of money selling card games recently. Such a person would not dare to use it if he joined the organization midway.
“Look at his eyes.” Gin said.
Eye? Vodka looked at the newspaper and didn't notice any difference at first glance, but because of Gin's emphasis, he stared at Ji Xing in the photo and gradually saw some incongruities.
Although Ji Xing smiles brightly in the photo, there seems to be no emotion in the depths of his eyes?
Subconsciously, he felt familiar. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Gin. He trembled at the cold eyes and drove quickly.
“I understand, brother.”
…
Ji Xingjia.
“Qi Xin, why are you back?” Ji Xing Lingzi asked Ji Xing unexpectedly.
“There’s nothing going on at the club, and my father is watching, so I’ll be lazy for a long time. I’m going to the karate gym soon, and I haven’t been there for a long time.” Ji Xing replied, “Is my brother at home?”
Ji Xing's Lingzi gave Ji Xing a funny nod: "You can really make trouble for your father."
The stepfather works for his son, which makes her mother not know what to say. Fortunately, Ji Xingzheng'er is not the kind of man with a particularly strong self-esteem, and her son is indeed so good that others can envy him.
“Haotai is doing homework at home.”
“I’ll go see him.” Ji Xing said.
The little chubby guy at the desk was frightened by the sound. He swiped the Kamen Rider card on the table in a panic, placed the textbook in front of his eyes, and picked up a pen to show off.
“The pen is held upside down,” Ji Xing said.
"Ah!" Xiao Pangdun quickly turned the pen over, only to find...this time it was the other way around.
He turned back weakly: "I just took a break...why are you back?"
“I miss you, come here, brother, give me a hug.”
“…???” Little Fatty watched in confusion as Ji Xing stepped forward, put his hands on his buttocks, and lifted him up easily.
"Hey, what are you doing..." Little Fatty struggled, but he couldn't move at all.
“98 pounds, very tall.” Ji Xing made a rough estimate and narrowed his eyes.
Compared with three months ago, there is almost no change?
The 7-year-old little chubby boy is growing up very quickly.
He put the little fat man down and said: "Stand up straight, brother, let's see if you have grown taller."
Little Fatty continued to be confused, and suddenly shivered: "You, you finally want to eat me? I, I, I don't taste good!"
"What a mess, stop looking at Gomera, brother, what do you think of me? Come on, stand up straight." Ji Xing said angrily.
‘You haven’t grown taller either, no, why do you feel a little shorter? ’ Ji Xingxin said.
He quickly came to his senses and measured his height against the wall. Sure enough, he had grown from 178 to 179! The 7-year-old chubby boy hadn't grown in three months, but the 18-year-old himself had grown!
“Keep studying, don’t be lazy, or I’ll tell mom.” After leaving these words to Xiaopangdun, Ji Xing left in a hurry.
After telling Ji Xing Lingzi, he went to the karate gym. Now he had basically confirmed a guess in his mind, which still needed to be finally verified.
In the evening, Ji Xing left the karate gym and got on the tram, feeling lost in his thoughts.
The guess is correct.
The brothers at the karate gym noticed his changes at a glance and joked, "President Ji Xing has matured a lot." Wada Haruna even pointed out several subtle changes, expressing surprise and wondering about the impact that a businessman has on people. Is the impact that big?
The longer hair, taller height, and the unchanged appearance of others all tell Ji Xing that others have been affected by Ke Xue's timeline and have stopped growing and changing, or in other words, the changes have slowed down, but he has not. !
In other words, 10 years later, Conan may still be Conan, a primary school student, but he may become the 28-year-old Ji Xingqixin!
The timeline fallacy characteristic of the Kexue world is invalid in my own body!
Ji Xing has two guesses as to why this happened.
One is his status as an intruder.
Second, the time ratio between Ke Xue's world and Demon Continent is 365:1, and my own time follows the original body and is not affected by Ke Xue's.
This had a huge impact on him.
It won’t take long, two years.
The status of 18-year-olds and 20-year-olds is completely different. By then, it cannot be explained by saying that they have become mature because of running a club.
No one has changed, but you are growing up?
Obviously the problem is with others, but in the end he is the only one who has the problem.
“Trouble…”
You don’t have the strength to do anything with the Seven-Star Pearl either.
Ji Xing felt a headache.
It was completely dark when we got off the car, and there were not many people on the road. When we passed a telephone pole, Ji Xing punched it DUANG!
The hard pillar made of cement shattered with a click, and a bowl-shaped pit exploded with Ji Xing's fist, and the broken powder flew away!
Ji Xing exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Continue to walk home.
When he turned into an alley, he was still thinking about a countermeasure when he suddenly heard the obvious sound of braking not far away, and subconsciously glanced back.
A black Porsche 356A.
‘Oh? ’
“I walked a lot at night and encountered ghosts.”
It’s even more troublesome.
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