Kurosawa Jin, as an ordinary mixed race, has a creepy and dangerous temperament, but ten years ago, he was an unknown "bass player" who was willing to help others and wandered at the intersection of black and white.
Kudo Shinichi (younger version): Big brother, you must be the bassist in an underground band!
Shuichi Akai: I really want to talk about music with you.
Time has passed, and the blond good Samaritan of the past has long turned into an indifferent "Top Killer". When the young man with long black hair and a knitted hat pushed open the door of the bar, the blond bassist was sitting in front of him, holding up his beloved Beretta in his hand!
"I still don't know why he let me leave the organization." Shuichi Akai looked out the window and vaguely saw the dawn.
"... Gin, my old enemy and lover."
Kurosawa sneezed, and Vodka, who was driving, shivered, but the car didn't even have any bumps.
"Brother, do you have a cold!!?"
"No."
Probably someone wanted to put him in jail.
Intention: Before dawn
