K's Death-Loop Save System

This novel had 150,000 words in the draft as of January 30, 2016.

Feiniao Lu died 99 times, and every time Gin shot him in the head. On the hundredth time, he chose to stop struggling.

He lounged back on the sofa. When his light brown eyes were half lowered as he looked at someone, they gave him an air of cold, detached indifference.

"Gin, you'll hold a Beretta at a 95-degree angle to my forehead. You'll squeeze the trigger until it reaches the breaking point, then wear a delighted expression as you enjoy my fear and misery."

Feiniao Lu stood up. His heels made muffled thuds against the wooden floor. His tone was indifferent. "Then you'll shoot me in the head."

The metal muzzle pressed against Feiniao Lu's forehead. The strong smell of gunpowder nearly made him vomit after reliving his death 99 times in a single day.

"Scotch is 200 meters to the southwest, at 35 degrees. Rye is 500 meters to the southeast, at 43 degrees. Bourbon is guarding the apartment entrance." He clamped Gin's wrist and pressed the Beretta harder against himself.

My four dear commendations of merit!

One day, I'll personally send every one of you to jail!

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The organization members noticed that Feiniao Lu had changed after surviving Gin's interrogation. He was fond of setting traps for Gin over trivial matters, then, just as Gin was about to lose his temper, he'd pull out a 100% completion rate.

He would even take advantage of Bourbon, Scotch, and Rye being badly injured to grab their wrists and measure them.

My dear gentlemen deserving commendations of merit, you deserve custom handcuffs.

So, who should I start the arrest operation with?

Theme: For the sake of a commendation of merit