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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Kid Who Hates Like Belmod

Hinata made a reasonable decision to be nicer to Officer Curly in the future...if this time is not a hellish lunch.

The call bell continued to sound, "You can go to the parking lot entrance on the second floor to get it."

Negative second floor?

Isn't that where Mr. Points has been staying?

He subconsciously opened the map and took a look, and found that Mr. Points was no longer where he was. He started to move out, but he had not left the parking lot yet.

Most of the people who contacted Mr. Points have not gone far, or have not left at all?

When no response was received, the light on the call bell dimmed, then came on again a few seconds later. The other party repeated again: "Is this Mr. Hinata from the special care unit? The items you ordered have arrived. Please go to the parking lot on the second floor of the hospital.

Pick up at the entrance.”

The second time I listened to it, the voice sounded a little familiar.

Hinata recalled it rationally and found that he had heard this voice at close range not long ago. It was the voice of the nurse when handling the indwelling needle in the doctor's office.

Ah this...

Before the bell dimmed again and came a third time, he responded: "Okay, I heard you, please excuse me."

"It's not troublesome." The nurse said immediately, her voice softened again, "If you need to go out for a while, I will be responsible for deleting the monitoring."

Is it so easy to delete hospital surveillance?

After the call bell dimmed again, Hinata properly pulled out the needle, stuffed the indwelling needle into her sleeve, and put the infusion bottle on the bedside table.

If he comes back earlier than Matsuda Jinpei, then he can install it himself and pretend that nothing happened. If he comes back later than Matsuda Jinpei, then he needs to make up an excuse.

As for not going...

Are you kidding me? Members of the other party's organization dared to be exposed in front of him openly. Judging from the tone, they could easily delete the hospital's surveillance. It wouldn't take much effort to put a few bombs in the hospital.

It's okay to set off the bomb, he can be 'just slightly injured', and anyway, the scene of the fatal injury is not seen, so he can survive.

If someone were to shoot him directly in the head, and then leave calmly while others rushed over and screamed, then he would not even be able to survive.

Before leaving, Hinata opened the drawer of the bedside table reasonably, put Kudo Yusaku's business card in, and then took out her wallet.

Because the situation was so critical at the time, Matsuda Jinpei rescued him and sent him directly to the hospital, so Hinata only had a few personal belongings on her body.

The kimono, wallet and mobile phone I was wearing at that time.

The kimono must have been washed by Matsuda Jinpei, or it was damaged during the rescue and simply thrown away.

The wallet and mobile phone were placed in the drawer of the bedside table, and Hinata discovered it when the other party took out the mobile phone from there.

He opened his wallet and checked it.

Fortunately, thanks to Mrs. Hinata, the original owner had to stay and eat out every day, so he had the habit of carrying sufficient funds with him.

There are two 10,000 yen notes in the wallet, as well as several 5,000 and 1,000 yen notes, as well as several coins of different amounts. The total sum is probably over 40,000 yen.

This amount of money is not enough to live in Tokyo, but it is enough for a simple shopping trip and giving the same value to Officer Curly.

As he walked out of the room, Hinata responded to the message: [Okay, be careful on the road.]

He walked into the elevator and pressed down to the second floor.



[Friendly reminder, don’t point a gun at his head.

——Belmod]

Gin lowered his head to read this 'friendly' message, picked a cigarette, and pressed the button to reply: [You'd better take care of the affairs in the United States first, and then worry about my mission.]

After sending it, the previous message disappeared automatically and a new message was received:

[Compared to American mice, tasks that always go wrong are more eye-catching. If you don’t understand children, you can ask me for help at any time.]

After one glance, Gin deleted it, then raised his head and looked forward.

Vodka whispered: "Brother, the elevator is coming down."

Almost as soon as the words came to an end, the elevator door slowly opened, and the voice-activated lights also turned on, illuminating the area.

Someone came out of the elevator.

The bright light illuminated the other person's face, which was exactly the same as the person in the photo, except that it was longer, and the dark color at the end of the eyes remained the same.

It was the person that the gentleman paid special attention to, named 'Hinata Reason'.

Gin narrowed his eyes.

This was the first time that he had met Hinata in real life, but after receiving the mission and obtaining the corresponding permission to view the information, he checked all the information, and he had a rough understanding of this kid.

Those materials were obviously deleted and only a few things were briefly recorded.

For example, this kid was given a code name and certain rights when he was four years old, and he could enter and leave the laboratory in a confidential area at will.

For example, that gentleman was very concerned about this kid.

Most of the other party's previous information were monthly physical examination reports, or daily physical examinations after eating wrong things. There was nothing to read. The turning point was when the other party was six years old, a fire broke out in the laboratory.

After the fire, the gentleman chose parents for the kid so that he could leave the organization and live a normal life.

In short, there are only two important points in those materials.

One, that gentleman attaches great importance to this kid.

Second, this kid is different from ordinary people.

His body is weaker than that of ordinary people. He can only receive nutritional supplements on a daily basis. He needs to be rescued every time he eats a snack. He seriously fails psychological tests and lacks empathy and normal emotions.

There is an additional point, which is more annoying, and will recruit Belmode.

He's a difficult guy to deal with.

Gin put out his cigarette and watched the other person step out of the elevator and walk along the road. When the other person passed by, he pushed open the car door and put his gun against the other person's lower back.

Originally, the best method was to aim at the head.

But that woman from Belmod... forget it, you can't shoot anyway, it doesn't matter where you aim.

The moment he heard the noise and was held against the gun, the black-haired kid meekly stopped without any intention of resisting, and even raised his hand obediently.

Gin narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Get in the car."

Following his strength, the black-haired kid turned around obediently.

The distance was closer than before, and Gin could easily look at the kid's face.

He is much more mature than the photo of a four-year-old, but compared to an adult, his outline is still childish. He is obviously a minor. If he is thrown into the street, ten talent scouts come to visit him, and there is no police to investigate him.

The premise is that when this kid was held against the gun, his expression was not so calm, and the calm one looked like a veteran.

Reminds Gin of Belmode.

He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What a dead face."

When the gentleman released the mission, he told Gin that the other party no longer remembered what happened in the organization, and that he should treat the other party as a 'child of an ordinary peripheral member' rather than a 'code member'.

That’s what I say, but it’s really not okay to treat each other like ordinary people.

...that gentleman obviously valued this brat.
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