The black box truck gradually left the city, leaving the bright lights behind. The four people in the car sat silently, creating an eerie silence.

Twenty minutes ago, GIN also arrived in the compartment.

He was a tall and slightly thin man, with a sense of strength hidden beneath his clothes. He had long black hair, styled elegantly, but his face carried a hint of gloom. His deep eyes seemed to hide sharp steel knives, giving the illusion that he would strike at the neck at any moment.

The three "subordinates" who had already arrived greeted him one by one. GIN nodded slightly, showing no desire to eat anything. He didn't even sit down, but instead ordered the others to prepare and get ready to leave.