Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 144: Kurosawa Formation, at your service

Two days later, at Gin's invitation, Chen Shuo came to the bar located in a remote neighborhood.

The chill of the night breeze gently blew as the Rolls-Royce came to a steady stop outside the bar. The door opened, and Pu Siqinglan, dressed in an elegant black dress, was the first to exit. Her movements were graceful yet composed. She walked around to the other side and respectfully opened the door for Chen Shuo, her movements smooth and ritualistic.

Chen Shuo then stepped out of the car, holding by his arm the elegantly dressed Yuanzi. Yuanzi's usual playfulness and liveliness had been completely shed, her expression now radiating a calm and elegant grace. She wore a well-tailored light-colored wool coat, accessorized with exquisite accessories. Every detail exuded the distinguished aura of the eldest daughter of the Suzuki family.

Only Sonoko and Urashi Qinglan were traveling this time, because Mao Lilan was unable to come due to family matters - her parents were arguing again, and Xiaolan went home to mediate and was unable to get away.

After getting out of the car, Pu Siqinglan bowed slightly and opened the door. Chen Shuo and Yuanzi walked out of the car. The three of them walked steadily towards the door of the bar. Vodka was already waiting at the door. He glanced at Chen Shuo and Yuanzi quickly, nodded, and turned to lead the way.

As the heavy door of the bar opened, Chen Shuo and his group stepped inside. Unlike the dim atmosphere of the previous visit, the bar was now brightly lit, illuminating every corner. Inside, dozens of men in black, with stern faces, stood scattered throughout the bar, their gestures discreet and guarded. An unspoken sense of tension permeated the space.

However, unlike last time, this time Gin didn't wait in the bar's private room. Instead, he stood at the bar entrance, directly greeting Chen Shuo and his group. His black windbreaker was still straight, his eyes were sharp as a knife beneath the brim of his hat, and he exuded a cold aura.

The moment Chen Shuo stepped into the bar, Gin raised his head slightly and locked his gaze on him. There seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in those eyes.

Seeing Gin's actions, a gleam of light flashed in Chen Shuo's eyes and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Gin didn't speak immediately, merely tilting his head slightly, motioning for Vodka to lead the way. Then, he turned and walked towards the table in the center of the bar, his unabashed aura spreading throughout the room.

Chen Shuo followed behind calmly, his steps steady, as if he were a distinguished guest at a banquet. Yuanzi's eyes swept over every unfamiliar face in the bar, and she vaguely sensed that the atmosphere today was very different from before.

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Several people sat down one after another. Vodka quickly poured drinks for each of them, then stood behind Gin politely, guarding there like a silent statue.

Chen Shuo picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine was smooth and strong. He put the glass down and did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked at Gin with a smile on his face, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Gin was silent for a moment, his eyes deep and cold. He nodded slightly, and Vodka understood, walked to the door, raised his hand and waved. Soon, two men in black slowly emerged, accompanied by a slender figure.

Vermouth appeared before everyone, her steps still graceful, her gaze calm, as if unaffected by anything. However, a closer look revealed a slightly haggard complexion, clearly having endured a difficult few days. Despite this, her beauty remained captivating, her "witch" charm still firmly grasping everyone's gaze.

She slowly walked up to the group, looked up at Chen Shuo who was sitting in the middle, then turned her gaze to Gin, a mocking smile on her lips: "Gin, you kept me under house arrest in this bar for a few days just to get me to meet Mr. Wuchen?"

Her voice was still charming and attractive, with the familiar laziness and teasing, as if she didn't care about the oppressive atmosphere at all.

Chen Shuo did not respond, but just raised his eyebrows slightly, placed the wine glass gently on the table, glanced at Vermouth lightly, and then turned to Gin, as if waiting for the other party's explanation.

Gin's eyes were as cold as ice, completely ignoring Vermouth's words. He reached out and picked up the wine glass, swaying it a few times, but did not drink it. He just said coldly: "Vermouth, I think you know why I left you here."

Vermouth narrowed her eyes slightly, and the smile on her lips deepened a little: "Oh? What are you referring to? Is it about Calvados, or... do you think there is something suspicious about me?"

Gin sneered, not trying to hide his mockery. He drank the wine in his hand and put the glass heavily on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Everyone in the organization knows how much Calvados listens to you." His voice was as low as the whispers of hell, with a chilling coldness. "As long as you gently instigate him, this idiot will be willing to do anything for you - even... assassinating Mr. Wuchen!"

Vermouth's expression changed slightly, a flicker of panic flashing across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it. She gave a seductive smile, her tone brisk yet slightly tentative: "Gin, don't talk about things like this. Calvados made his own decision; I didn't tell him to do anything."

Gin slowly stood up, his steps steady and powerful. He walked in front of Vermouth, looking down at her condescendingly, his eyes filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. His low voice slowly rang out, each word like an icy blade, cutting through the air in the bar: "Vermouth, are you mistaken? People like us... do we need evidence?"

He leaned down slightly, getting closer to Vermouth, his tone cold: "Mr. Wuchen wants an explanation. And you..." His eyes stared at her like a venomous snake, and a cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "That's the explanation I gave."

Vermouth's pupils suddenly shrank, and the smile on her face froze instantly. She had clearly heard the deep meaning in Gin's words, a fatal hint. Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with a hint of anger and shock that was difficult to conceal: "Gin! You..."

Before she could finish her words, a burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the bar, interrupting her. The gunfire was dense and rapid, mixed with roars and screams, echoing throughout the room.

Hearing the gunshot, Pu Siqinglan and Yuan Zi, who were sitting nearby, reacted extremely quickly, almost subconsciously drawing their pistols and quickly getting into combat stances. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with vigilance, ready to respond to any sudden danger.

However, when they looked around, they were surprised to find that there were no enemies in the bar. The source of the gunfire was actually the people brought by Gin. The group of indifferent black-clad men were now firing at each other, and the scene was in chaos.

"Are they...killing each other?" Pu Siqinglan said in a low voice, his eyes full of confusion and vigilance.

Sonoko frowned, held the gun with both hands, and looked around calmly, but did not take any immediate action.

In stark contrast to the other two's nervous reactions, Chen Shuo remained calm and composed on the sofa. He leaned back slightly, one hand resting lightly on the armrest, the other holding up his wine glass and taking a leisurely sip. His expression was calm, his movements graceful, without a trace of panic, as if the surrounding gunfire and chaos had nothing to do with him.

Gin continued to stand before Vermouth, looking at her indifferently, not turning back to pay attention to the chaos behind him. His cold eyes held a chilling chill, as if everything was under his control.

Vermouth's breathing quickened slightly. Her eyes quickly swept across the chaotic scene in the bar, then returned to Gin's face, questioning with a hint of disbelief: "Gin, what are you doing?!"

Gin ignored Vermouth's questioning. His expression was grim and indifferent, as if the chaos and carnage before him were not worth mentioning. The gunshots in the bar gradually subsided, and the surroundings fell into silence again. Only the smell of gunpowder filled the air and the specks of blood on the ground remained.

The surviving men in black stood neatly beside Gin. They had cold eyes and a strong murderous aura emanating from their bodies. It was obvious that these people were Gin's confidants and were elites who would only obey Gin's orders.

Vermouth's eyes swept across the men in black, then back to Gin's face, a complex emotion flashing across her eyes. She barely maintained her elegance and composure, but her tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling fingers betrayed her uneasiness at the moment.

Gin made no unnecessary movements, simply slowly walking behind Chen Shuo. He stood still, one hand tucked into his windbreaker pocket, the other hanging at his side. His posture was straight and stern, like a silent statue. He didn't initiate an explanation of what had just happened, but simply stood there quietly, as if waiting for Chen Shuo's comment.

Chen Shuo remained seated on the sofa, his movements graceful and composed. He glanced up at Gin, then his gaze slowly passed over the faces of the men in black, as if assessing their worth. A faint smile played at the corner of his mouth, and a deep voice echoed through the bar: "Is this your explanation?"

Gin lowered his head slightly, his tone cold and firm: "Mr. Wuchen, I have cleared out all unnecessary waste. The ones left are all trustworthy people." As he spoke, he glanced at Vermouth, his tone revealing a hint of murderous intent: "As for her value, it is up to you to decide."

Vermouth's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. She stared at Gin, her voice filled with disbelief and anger: "You... actually betrayed the organization?"

Gin glanced at her, his eyes cold and indifferent, without any explanation. His silence itself was the most direct answer.

Vermouth felt a surge of frustration and anger mingling within her. She wanted to question him, but Chen Shuo's gaze held her back. Those deep eyes seemed to pierce her soul, as if their gaze were piercing through her heart. A cold sweat streamed down her back.

Vermouth gritted her teeth, her fingers unconsciously clenching into fists until her knuckles turned white. But she knew that in the current situation, any struggle would be pointless. After a moment, her fists gradually loosened, and she slumped onto the sofa, as if suddenly deflated.

A rare bitter smile appeared on her lips, a smile that contained both reluctance and self-mockery. "I'm doomed. I never thought Gin... would betray me. Wuchen, what benefits did you give him to make him make such a choice?"

Chen Shuo looked at Vermouth, a faint smile on his face, and said indifferently: "I just treat him as a 'human', that's all."

Hearing this, Vermouth was stunned for a moment, then her wry smile deepened. She shook her head, a hint of sarcasm and fatigue in her eyes: "Really... 'Treat as a human being'? How ironic. This is probably the most difficult thing to do in the organization."

Chen Shuo didn't continue to argue with her, but just waved his hand gently: "Qinglan."

Pu Siqinglan stepped forward from behind him, bowed respectfully, and stood quietly aside waiting for instructions.

Chen Shuo looked at her and said calmly, "Take her to the car and keep an eye on her first. I have some questions to ask later."

"Yes, sir." Pu Siqinglan nodded slightly, then turned to Vermouth and made a standard "please" gesture.

Vermouth glanced at Pu Siqinglan, the wry smile still on her face, but she didn't struggle anymore. Even though she was in a desperate situation, she still maintained the elegance and composure that belonged to a "witch". She slowly stood up, straightened the corners of her clothes, and said calmly, as if accepting a fateful arrangement: "It seems that I have no choice now."

After saying that, she walked out the door with a calm and graceful step, as if this defeat was just a small episode in her life.

Pu Siqinglan followed her quietly, watching her every move vigilantly. The two figures gradually disappeared at the door of the bar, leaving only the silence inside.

Chen Shuo drank the entire glass in one gulp, placing it casually on the table. He then stood up, walked over to Gin, and patted him on the shoulder. His movements were relaxed, yet his tone was powerful: "That's right. I promised you, and I won't go back on my word. Just prepare yourself. You'll get your reward in a few weeks."

He paused slightly and looked at Gin with a deep gaze: "As for now, whether you want to leave the organization directly or continue to stay in the organization and play your game, that is your choice. As for Vermouth, you don't have to worry. I won't give her a chance to speak."

Hearing this promise, Gin's eyes gleamed with an undisguised brilliance. That sharp gaze held not only a longing for freedom but also a long-lost sense of trust. He bowed slightly, his voice brimming with rare determination and respect: "Kurosawa Jin, at your service."

Chen Shuo raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and straightened Gin's collar, his tone calm and full of confidence: "Very good, wait for my call."

After saying this, he turned and waved to Yuanzi, who was standing nearby. Yuanzi gracefully followed his steps and walked with him towards the bar door. Her back was dignified and calm, her steps steady, perfectly matching Chen Shuo's aura.

Inside the bar, Gin remained standing, watching the two men leave. The dim light reflected on his face, outlining his stern features. His gaze was deep, as if he was pondering the future, while also carrying a subtle hint of anticipation.