【Red G】Let him fall

Chapter 1

"Are you coming to see me off?"

"It's safer that way."

"I thought my attitude was sincere enough?"

"So I just sent it here."

Gin smiled with drooping corners of his mouth, looked at the prison gate in front of him, shrugged and said, "Allow me to have short hair?" The short blond hair was comfortably draped behind his neck, and a few strands of hair hung softly on his forehead.

"You can thank me, or you can ask to change it to the board size." Akai lit a cigarette and drank it absent-mindedly.

"I choose to say goodbye to you, agent." Gin stepped back a few steps and turned around, allowing several guards to lead him in.

Akai watched his figure sink into the bottomless hell before leaving with a gloomy expression.

Judy came over skillfully holding a dozen documents: "New job, Shuichi." She handed the documents in front of Akai, her blue eyes behind the glasses were full of smiles.

Akai took it, and casually flipped through a few pages. It was an insignificant case, and he said indifferently: "Has James made a communication plan with Gin?" His wording was very particular.

"James?" Judy looked at him in surprise, "Didn't he tell you?"

"What?" Akai wondered.From the corner of his eye, he caught a figure in a suit and leather shoes a little further away, occupation, similar, but unfamiliar. "who's that person?"

"Who?" Judy looked over curiously, the figure had already left her field of vision, so she had to return to the topic just now, "James has returned to the United States-the transfer order from above. A new boss will come...Why, you haven't Have you met?"

Akai frowned: "What about the organization? Gin is now in the strictest prison in Japan, and Vermouth volunteered to be a tainted witness. There are many things to do, but James is suddenly transferred?" He picked up the stack of documents, "This is to keep me away from Is it an organized case?"

Judy looked at him worriedly.

"I'll talk to James."

It's going to be a long night. Gin thought so as he walked into the restaurant.

He doesn't go to jail very often.At least not in jail as a prisoner.

This prison is unusual.It is not the best in all of Japan, but the strictest, and society needs it to lock up those who are extremely vicious.

Gin politely declined the pasta and vegetable soup, which were too hard to describe, and finally chose an orange.Since it was his first dinner in prison, he decided to treat himself better——

When he doesn't want to eat something, he doesn't eat it.

He peeled the oranges leisurely, and the sweet and sour aroma made him feel more comfortable.For example, to relieve a little of the burning sensation of those gazes pinned on the back.

The nights would be long, but probably not long enough for him to finish an orange.

The quarrel started abruptly, followed by beatings, begging for mercy, and cursing.It was the same group of unlucky ghosts who came here with him. Gin thought, there is still half of the orange.

His physical intuition was faster than his brain, almost at the moment he got up and dodged, the poor man who had experienced the beating was thrown into the seat where Gin was sitting a second before.

"Prettyface, have you found your master yet?" The instigator paced unfathomably, slowly approaching Gin, with a nervous smile on his lips.A man full of blood and violence.

Gin didn't even move his body, he just frowned slightly, which even made his expression a little innocent.He knows that he has become a show for the entire restaurant, and everyone is waiting to see how he becomes a prey that cannot struggle.

"I thought, there shouldn't be games like Master here?"

The man really looked offended, he sneered and said, "Then I will be responsible for teaching you... how to please your master."

Then Gin heard heckling.

The experience that he had never had in his life made him feel very fresh. Gin finally put the other half of the orange back on the table, and said lightly, "I hope our course won't attract too many prison guards."

It was [-]:[-] in the morning when Akai received the emergency call from the prison, and it was less than an hour after he actually fell asleep.In the middle of the night in late November, he crawled out of bed with a cold face, put on his coat in silence, and when he was about to go out, he went back to the bedroom to pick up a small and light first aid kit.

The person in charge explained the situation with a grim expression: "This is only the first day. Mr. Akai, take care of your people."

"I will. Take me to see him now."

Akai walked into the reception room and saw the scabs and cracks on the corners of Gin's mouth and browbones.He turned to the person in charge and said, "My people were also injured."

The person in charge rolled his eyes and said loudly: "And we have to bear the medical expenses of the five people he caused. I must tell you that it is not cheap."

Only then did Akai show his first smile after sending Gin to prison: "Then I have to apologize to you on his behalf. Now I want to talk to him alone."

"Pay attention to the time." The person in charge said concisely, and then left enough space for the two of them.

"You won't let me idle for a moment, will you?" Akai walked over, took out a band-aid from the first aid kit, and attached it to the injured brow bone.

"And you have to make me be funny?" Gin wasn't too pleased with the Band-Aid.

Akai returned to his seat, facing the blond man. "Tell me, how did you establish your authority in prison?"

Gin spread his hands: "Someone was going to give me a lesson on 'how to survive in prison'. I really wanted to refuse, but he was sincere and sincere. I agreed."

"So you took the man to the hospital?"

"I've always been serious about my lectures."

Akai raised an eyebrow at this sense of humor.

But someone suddenly broke this wonderful atmosphere.The door was pushed open without hesitation.

"I thought I said to talk alone?" Akai tilted his head to look at the door, and then his eyes became more thoughtful.Suit and leather shoes, occupation, similar, strange—that figure that stayed in his peripheral vision for only a few seconds during the day.

The man was equally calm: "Yes, Akai-kun. But as your boss, I have the right to see your little secret." He extended his hand to Akai in a friendly manner, "Arnold Morels. I have long admired you name."

Akai didn't let that hand wait too long, he held it, but what he said was not the same: "After we introduce each other, maybe you can go home and rest, it's already late."

"But the movement made by your exclusive prisoner made me sleepless." A Nuo didn't mind Akai's rudeness at all.

"If it's James, he'll let me handle it alone." Akai stood up and looked at him.

Arnold said: "I am not James, I am his successor."

"Then you should learn something like James, he is an excellent manager."

"It looks like you really can't wait to be with him..." Arnold looked around the Band-Aid on Gin's face, "Let's talk about it alone." He accepted it as soon as it was good, "It's a pleasure working with you, Agent Ace. "He said and walked away.

The moment he put his hand on the doorknob, he walked back very deliberately, bent down on purpose to look at Gin, and said, "Nice to meet you too, Gin." Then he straightened up, really left, and closed the door carefully.

Gin thought about it: "Workplace crisis, huh?"

Akai tidied up his coat and was about to leave: "Don't make trouble again."

"Why don't you ask me more? Maybe you can give your new boss a new grade, 'Get big news out of Gin', and you will be appreciated." Gin stretched his limbs and said, "For Our old friendship, I am willing to keep some secrets for your performance."

"I'll ask Vermouth first." Akai looked down at him.

"You put a secretive woman under 24-hour surveillance and you'll be hated."

"Then I can only wish you get used to it as soon as possible."

He took a few steps, and said again: "I've thought about many plans to let you be punished, filling three file cabinets with a backup plan for every detail and emergency, based on what I know about you. It's just not including this. He looked at Gin, "You came here by yourself, like other prisoners who finally realized their mistakes and repented."

"Maybe you don't know me well enough?"

"Maybe I just don't know enough about the boss of the organization that gave you the order." He said, opened the door and left.

TBC