[Comprehensive] The name of the examiner is Oda Saku

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"Want to eat? Odasaku pushed the plate in front of the gin, and sincerely recommended: "The taste should be pretty good. "

Gin didn't speak, he looked at Odasaku vigilantly, and then heard him continue: "This is the only thing you can eat at home. If you don't like it, you can only buy it when the supermarket opens tomorrow."

Odasaku likes to eat curry very much.

Even to the point where being in jail is no big deal as long as you have curry as your prison meal.The strong and spicy taste can easily make people feel authentic and satisfying, but no matter how much he likes it, he will never force others to follow his preferences.

So when he met Shang Gin's suspicious and disgusted eyes, Oda Saku just explained the situation calmly, then pulled out the chair and sat down in his own place, with a serious expression as if he was not picking up the spoon but the negotiating table. Pen to sign the contract.

Gin watched Odasaku, but soon, he realized that he couldn't figure out the purpose of this person at all.This can't help but make him feel a sense of crisis, and his mind is also driven by this sense of crisis to calm down, and then he feels hungry.

Gin:  …

Gin chose to compromise.No matter what he wants to do later, at least he should replenish his energy now.

So Odasaku saw the gloomy boy climbed up the chair with long hair and a serious face, but the moment he sat down, the boy's face darkened like never before.

Oda:?

Oda Saku cast a puzzled look, and saw Gin pull out a handful of hair that was smoother than satin from under his body with a murderous expression on his face, and then threw it aside in disgust.

Tsk, I hit my hair.

Gin Jiu clenched his fists hard and then let go. He felt that after he became smaller, everything became extremely unsatisfactory. The strong irritability and powerlessness piled up together, which made him feel confused and hesitant for the first time. .

And a hesitant killer is no different from a dog with missing teeth, a curly hatchet, or a rusty machine that is about to be scrapped.

Gin forced himself to calm down. If he couldn't calm down, he should at least put aside his thoughts and focus on the matter in front of him.

Thinking of this, he collected himself, picked up a spoon to scoop up a mouthful of curry, but the second he swallowed it, a strange feeling rushed straight to the top of the sky.Gin's expression changed suddenly, he almost jumped up and snatched the cup on the table and started pouring water. When he finally felt his tongue again, he uttered two words with some difficulty: "It's so spicy."

"...Ah, sorry."

Odasaku got up and poured him a glass of water, only to be belatedly aware that although he did not put chili peppers in, the curry he usually buys is very spicy, at least it is too exciting for seven or eight-year-old children up.

"Is it really so spicy for people to eat? Did you mix lava into it?" Gin's face, which was originally pale from blood loss, turned red. He stared at Odasaku a few times.

"...It's not that exaggerated." Odasaku replied helplessly.

No wonder.This is not much different from the chili water he used when he tortured prisoners.

Gin was about to speak sarcastically, when he caught a glimpse of Odasaku's half-empty plate, and looked at Odasaku with a sincere and calm look, the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat again.

strangeness.

Regardless of whether this person did it on purpose or not, but he feels really weird.

Gin closed his eyes, then took another deep breath, then raised his eyes to look at Oda Tsukuru, and asked in a tone like a wild wolf baring its teeth: "Which side are you from?"

"FBI? Or the CIA? Or some other organization that's following us and wanting to eat meat?" Qin Jiu's eyes were sharp, and his face, which was in the first grade of elementary school, was also displayed with full momentum.

but--

"I'm not either party." Oda Saku could only respond to him like this.

Qin Jiu didn't speak when he heard the words, but lowered his eyes and let out a low sneer from the end of his nose, his expression was full of sarcasm.

Killers have a sense of smell for each other.

The rotten smell formed by the mixture of gunpowder smoke and blood has long been engraved in his bones, and he can smell it even with his eyes closed.Not only can he confirm that Oda Saku is a killer, but he even has to admit that his skills may be far superior to his own.

Facing the distrust on Gin's face, Odasaku sighed helplessly, and had to be more specific: "I've already washed my hands."

"--what?"

Qin Jiu forgot the original question, his eyes widened as if he heard something incredible, and he was stunned for a while before he uttered a short syllable.Then, he laughed a little maniacally.

"You said you quit?" Qin Jiu asked, "Seriously?"

"seriously."

"... Ha, I've seen some killers give up halfway, but I never thought that you are also the kind of idiot who wants to die in his own rocking chair." Gin nodded, and the tip of his tongue slowly licked the canines to bring out a slight stimulation.After a while, he raised a cold smile, stared at Odasaku and said with no concealment of malice: "Are you out of your mind or do you have any enemies? If you want to make a comeback, I can also work for you."

"That's really a pity, I don't accept child labor." Odasaku got up from the table and walked into the kitchen, put his plate into the sink, and when he came back, he pressed the silver head with his hand, and didn't say anything about the gin. After finishing the words, I pressed them back.

"Who said that a killer must die in the hail of bullets?" Oda Saku raised his eyebrows at Gin and asked, "Does killing make you happy?"

"...Will you leave the knife that is too rusty to cut flesh in the kitchen?" Gin fell silent for a short while, and then he didn't answer the question of whether he was happy, but just looked at the wood grain on the table with cold green pupils, He said indifferently: "Assassins can't kill, life is meaningless."

"But people don't need meaning to live."

Oda Saku said: "People live only because they have life, not for whom or for what."

"It's easy to say." Qin Jiu hummed softly.

"Isn't the curry delicious?" Odasaku asked with a sigh.

"It's not tasty." Gin didn't think twice, and gave Odasaku a look by the way.

Odasaku: "..."

"Okay then, let me put it another way." Odasaku's speech was not fast, and he thought about it: "Isn't the sun warming your body? Isn't the wind cool, the flowers have no fragrance, and the quilt is not soft?"

"People will definitely encounter gratifying things in life. As long as you think about it, you can live even if it is meaningless." Oda Saku said.

"..."

The room fell into silence, and the light was projected on the two of them.For a certain moment, Odasaku seemed to see confusion in Gin's eyes, but in fact, he just uttered a sentence coldly: "It's a bunch of nonsense."

After speaking, he jumped off the chair and ran back to the room.

The back of Odasaku watching Gin disappear behind the door panel.He picked up the rest of the dishes back to the kitchen, and stared at the running water in the sink for a while, until the cold water touched his fingertips before he suddenly recovered.But for some reason, at that moment, the expression on Gin's face when he spoke flashed through Odasaku's mind.

Is it nonsense?

...It seems that it is not the case.