Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

The lawyer did not stay long. As soon as it got dark, he asked to go back to prepare the remaining documents.

Amuro Toru said a few polite words, and when the door of the ward was closed again and he and Xiang were the only ones left in the ward, he quickly put away the smile on his face and returned to his expressionless Bourbon state.

Having seen many people turn against each other and have a changeable mood, Xiang is well adaptable.

Although he still complained in his heart that Bourbon really looked like a pervert, he still poured another glass of water for Amuro Toru.

And considerately asked him if he wanted to eat something, and he went to buy it.

Toru Amuro didn't expect that one day he would be able to enjoy the thoughtfulness of this naughty kid, and he was quite flattered.

But in order to prevent the little bear from secretly carrying out those crazy ideas behind his back, such as carrying a sniper rifle and shooting Rum.

He still refused.

The night was deep, and as countless people gradually fell asleep, Yuuki Sanada, who had slept for more than twenty hours, was not sleepy at all.

He sent away the colleagues and relatives who came to visit him, and declined the night watch and care from the servants of the Sanada family.

Yuki Sanada stood up and walked to the window, looking at the cold moon hanging high in the night sky. The worry and longing in her eyes that were so heavy that they could not be dissolved at all were no longer concealed under the moonlight.

She learned what had happened in the past two days from her colleagues, superiors, relatives and friends who came to visit her during the day.

In addition, she also confirmed one thing from Heitaro Sanada.

The person who was sent to the hospital and diagnosed with poisoning and then kidnapped was not her.

Yuki Sanada had already guessed this when she recalled the special bunch of origami cherry blossoms sent by Toru Amuro to the cemetery yesterday morning.

When I woke up, the crisis was over and everything was safe.

Yuuki Sanada should have been happy.

But at this moment, the mysterious connection between mother and child made her unable to feel happy at all. The inexplicable fear in her heart made her unable to stop thinking about her child.

She wondered if he was safe now, if he had had dinner, and if he was looking at the bright moon tonight like her.

I wonder if she will be able to enjoy the moonlight together with her children one day.

I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly, a gentle knock on the door was heard outside the ward.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in."

Yuuki Sanada put away all his worries, turned around, walked back to the bedside, sat down, and looked towards the door of the ward.

Accompanied by a voice of "Officer Sanada, Osamu," a young man in plain clothes pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking at the familiar face of the visitor, Yuuki Sanada was just about to say that there was no need to come and see her so late, but her eyes subconsciously fell on the sunflower in the young man's hand.

"This is…"

Yuuki Sanada couldn't help but ask.

"I saw it at the service desk on the first floor. After I realized it was addressed to you, Superintendent Zheng, I brought it up on the way."

As he said that, Inspector Matsuo handed over the sunflower in his hand.

Yuuki Sanada reached out to take it, and when her fingertips lightly touched the only origami sunflower in the sunflower bouquet, she trembled subconsciously.

I closed my eyes and suppressed the sudden surge of emotions and tears in my heart.

Yuuki Sanada held a bouquet of sunflowers in her arms, looked deeply at Police Inspector Matsuo in front of her, and then said:

"I'm fine. The doctor said I can be discharged tomorrow."

"A lot of things happened in the headquarters these past two days. Your Investigation Division must be very busy. It's so late, you don't actually need to make this trip."

Police Inspector Matsuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Then I should come, right? Otherwise, how can I visit the Minister after he is discharged from the hospital?"

"Besides, once you are discharged from the hospital tomorrow, you will definitely return to work at the headquarters. I will just tell you in detail about the past two days."

Afterwards, Superintendent Matsuo told Yuki Sanada about what had happened in the past two days in detail.

She recounted how they found her and Minako Sanada, the explosion at Yokohama Port, the drug search involved, and the suspect Toru Amuro's attempt to have his lawyer overturn his charges.

After saying that, Superintendent Matsuo said goodbye to Yuki Sanada.

It seemed as if the only reason for this trip was to talk to Yuuki Sanada about the progress of the case over the past two days.

Yuki Sanada did not try to persuade her to stay. After the door of the ward was closed again, she looked at the bouquet of sunflowers that had been in her arms all the time. She took out the origami sunflower that looked particularly out of place in the bouquet and looked at it carefully.

As she watched, Yuki Sanada smiled with tears in her eyes.

That night, Yuki Sanada fell into a sweet dream with a smile on her face. Beside her pillow, an origami sunflower quietly accompanied her.

In the dream, there was also a bright moon, and under the bright moon, mother and son were reunited.

At the same time, Karasuma Soshin, who was in a dark space, slowly opened his eyes.

It was pitch black, and the space was as silent as death.

Feeling the familiar weakness in his limbs and the surroundings so quiet that only his breathing and heartbeat could be heard, Karasuma Soshin knew that he had returned to the confinement room where he had been before.

Using all his strength to prop up his upper body, he carried himself in the gap against the corner of the wall. Thinking about the arrangements he had made before leaving the Karasuma old house and the weather forecast he had specially checked, he suddenly smiled.

Then he closed his eyes again.

It will be a nice sunny day tomorrow.

So, get a good night's sleep tonight and look forward to a sunny tomorrow, mom.

On the second day, the sun rose, the sky was filled with morning glow, the sunlight sprinkled peacefully on the earth, there were white clouds in the sky, and the breeze blew, bringing a fresh feeling.

Just as the weather forecast said, it was a sunny day.

Although the weather is very good, some people's mood is not so good.

The atmosphere at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was very solemn early in the morning.

Yesterday, huge explosions occurred in the Ports of Tokyo and Yokohama.

Many people know that the police deployed a large number of police forces in those two places at that time.

In addition, there were quite a few people there.

But even so, when people saw the latest casualty figures disclosed in the newspapers, they still found it difficult to accept this reality calmly.

Among them are colleagues and friends they know, some of whom they are as close as brothers with day and night, some of whom are just acquaintances, and some of whom they had a quarrel with yesterday and have made an appointment to find a boxing gym to practice during their day off this week.

And among the ordinary people they don't know,

These people might be the reporters and paparazzi from the third-rate gossip media whom the police had hated before, or they might be the unconscious trapped persons who had just been rescued from the human traffickers by the police and had not had the chance to see their families.

Or perhaps, they came with hope, wanting to see if among these missing or abducted people rescued by the police, there are family members of the person they care about.

But now, all these people's names have been erased and they have become just a cold number in newspapers and magazines, covering everything.

And this is not the final number.

At this moment, rescue work is still ongoing at the Port of Tokyo and the Port of Yokohama.

This cold number will continue to rise in an irresistible way as the rescue workers carry out their search and rescue operations.

Until the end of the search and rescue operation, a number that was difficult to accurately determine appeared in the official report.

In the Superintendent's Office,

Director Bai Ma, who had not slept all night, looked at the casualty figures in the report, as well as the series of losses that were astronomical figures, and he was unable to recover for a long time.

Two international ports were bombed, affecting countless ships. Many cargo ships were directly blown to pieces, leaving only fragments. Some of them sank to the bottom or drifted farther and farther away with the ocean currents.

Eighty percent of the warehouses along the dock were not spared, along with all the goods, which were all burned beyond recognition in the explosion.

But the people behind these ships and cargoes are not ordinary people.

Especially in international ports, many cargo ships and goods are backed by foreign forces, and the situations and backgrounds of those people are more complicated than those in China.

After the explosion, Director Bai Ma received calls from people expressing concern about the explosion, asking him to devote his full attention to the search and rescue operations, and also asking for accountability.

Compared to what came after, the pressure before was like an appetizer.

Domestic corporate conglomerates and foreign business circles that suffered losses have all taken action, and domestic journalists and media have pointed the finger at the police.

The words were exaggerated and sharp, which directly aroused the emotions of the masses.

The only thing the police could claim to have gained from these two explosions was the search and rescue work they did in the ruins of the remaining warehouse near the Yokohama Port terminal.

They found the target of their previous search for the blockade of Yokohama Port - a batch of new drugs weighing nearly one ton, hidden in a cold chain container and disguised as ice cubes.

If you think about it carefully, the police have actually achieved their goal of blocking the ports of Tokyo and Yokohama. However, the price they paid to achieve this goal was too tragic.

Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, Prime Minister's official residence.

Under the guards, the new prime minister, who was sitting at the head of the reception room, put down the investigation report in his hand and calmly looked at the vigorous old man opposite him:

"So you think the bombings at Tokyo and Yokohama ports are also related to the Black Organization."

The old man nodded.

"But you just told me two days ago that the death of the leader of the Moon Group, the recent hunting operations of the mysterious side, and the serial shootings that have been reported in Tokyo and other places were all done by the Black Organization."

"Then this black organization is really busy. While they are attacking the mysterious party, they also have time to create two such large explosions."

The Prime Minister on the high seat obviously did not think that the two bombings had anything to do with any black organization.

after all…

"Did this organization blow up two ports just on a whim, without any purpose?"

The search operation at Tokyo Port had already ended and was in the cleanup stage. The explosion at Yokohama Port actually helped the people from the Narcotics Control Department find the drugs.

Hojo Yoshimune did not refute this. After all, this was just his speculation, and there was currently no evidence to support this speculation.

The Prime Minister heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the Chairman of the Public Security Committee did not continue to dwell on this issue.

The two turned to talk about other things.

More than an hour later, the secret meeting finally ended. Hojo Yasune left the reception room and drove away from the Prime Minister's residence in a low-key manner.

The car turned many corners and finally drove into an ordinary residence.

Pushing open the door, Kuroda Bei, who had been waiting here for a long time, hurried forward.