My cubs are all blackened

The pain came from near the chest.

Ye Lian's eyelids trembled suddenly, he swallowed all the sobs that came to his mouth, and then weakly moved his gaze down.

A snow-white dagger was stuck vertically near his chest, the blade only pierced in half, and red blood could still be seen spreading from the cold sharp blade.

As long as the blade penetrates a few centimeters down, it will damage the heart.

It is a torture method that will not kill him, but will make him suffer unbearably.

Fortunately, this kind of pain is nothing in Ye Lian's memory, and he has suffered more intense pain than this before.

Therefore, he did not show any strong reaction, and even looked at the culprit on the side very calmly.

But the collector who was waiting for him to show his ugly expression in front of everyone was the first to be unable to bear it.

He has made so many preparations, just hoping to make Ye Lian lose face, and remove the dazzling elegance all the time in front of people he knows.

But what about the result!

All that he did seemed to be in vain in Ye Lian's eyes, he even only got Ye Lian's sarcastic and indifferent eyes! !

It was as if he was the poor fellow who needed to be pitied and became a prisoner.

This is the most intolerable point for collectors.

He turned off the screen abruptly, cutting off the vision of Amuro Toru and Mori Kogoro, and then angrily walked to Ye Lian's side, raising his right hand full of rings high.

--Snapped.

Toru Amuro and Kogoro Mori slammed their bodies into the closed door.

However, the heavy gate seemed to be the preparations made in advance to stop them. The gate did not move at all, and the sound of iron chains from outside could be clearly heard.

"Damn it! It's locked!" Mori Kogoro kicked towards the door again angrily, but in the end it was himself who was rolling around with his leg hurting.

"By the way, the phone!"

A possibility suddenly appeared in his mind, Kogoro Mori quickly extended his palm to his side, but the empty pocket reminded him of the fact that his mobile phone had already been taken away.

Kogoro Mouri was stunned, and finally came to his senses: "That's why that guy took our mobile phones away in advance! You bastard!! He even set up a trap in advance."

He snapped his tongue angrily, and turned around like a headless chicken.

Compared with his recklessness and single-mindedness, Toru Amuro's thinking is obviously much more flexible.

Although the image of Ye Lian being stabbed still remained in his heart, even lingering for a long time, which made his heart uncomfortable as if being clenched by a big hand, but he still relied on his perseverance to eliminate the redundant mood, began to look for ways to escape.

Ye Lian, who was locked up, obviously couldn't escape by himself, he had to rescue him immediately.

Holding this tenacious belief, Toru Amuro quickly surveyed the environment in the house, and saw the camera in the corner and the transparent glass inlaid on the wall without any surprise.

"Break the window!" With a flash of light in his eyes, Toru Amuro quickly shouted at Kogoro Mori.

The two came to the window, but found that the window here was also made through special processing, and ordinary utensils could not break it.

No matter how violently the corner of the chair was used to smash the glass, it was still useless.

"Tch!" The violence accumulated in Toru Amuro's eyebrows and eyes deepened, his chest seemed to be burning with tumbling magma, stimulating every cell in him to burn vigorously like a fire.

This accumulated gloom could not be eliminated, and eventually even his brain began to swallow his reason.

He has to save Ye Lian, otherwise... otherwise...

The blond young man's fragile appearance, which seemed to be about to lose his breath, pulled his lungs again. Finally, Amuro couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the chair in his hand aside, then touched his palm to his waist, and pulled out Out of a black pistol. Gun.

The moment he saw him take out a dangerous weapon, Kogoro Mori's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, who he always thought was an ordinary cafe waiter, and was stunned: " You, you, this gun is..."

Toru Amuro knew that taking out a weapon casually would reveal his identity, and Kogoro Mori was still close to him. If possible, he would always maintain that simple and cheerful waiter identity by Kogoro Mori's side.

But there was no other way, he already had to do it!

The muzzle of the black hole aimed at the transparent glass and quickly fired two shots.

The glass shattered.

The deafening sound echoed in the ears, and once again confirmed to Mori Kogoro that this is not a toy gun.

Although Mori Kogoro wanted to grab Toru Amuro by his collar and ask him where the gun came from, but the safety of the hostages was what he, the former police officer, cared most about.

So Mori Kogoro didn't say anything after all, the two reached a tacit agreement in silence, and decided to rescue Ye Lian first.

The outside of the window was directly on the ground of the corridor. Toru Amuro and Kogoro Mori chose two directions to run up the stairs, but they were confronted by a group of bald men in bodyguard clothes.

Perhaps it was judged that someone would cause trouble, and the number of these bodyguards was particularly large. Even if Toru Amuro and the others had two of them, they would not be able to easily win against a group of strong, tall men with guns.

What's more, the bodyguards didn't care about their lives at all. As long as they found their figures, they kept shooting at them. Judging by their indifferent appearance, they seemed to be no ordinary bodyguards.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro hid in the corner and confronted them with guns. Kogoro Mori attacked a bodyguard and got the weapon, holding it in his palm.

At the moment when the bullets were raining down, Toru Amuro struggled to resist, and suddenly raised his volume, talking to himself.

"can you hear me!"

"I know that you have placed a tracker and a bug on me just now, and now is the time when I need help."

"If you still want Mori Kogoro to live safely, report to the police immediately and let them send someone to help!"

Naturally, he couldn't get a reply from someone thousands of miles away, so he just put down these two sentences and concentrated on attacking.

But he firmly believed in his heart that if it was the smart kid opposite, he would definitely understand his intentions.

There is no longer any worries.

And just as he imagined, Conan in the distance did inform Police Officer Megure of the situation at the first time with complicated thoughts. When all the police officers broke into the villa with guns to finish, what they saw was The fact that it was a group of bodyguards who were badly injured is another story.

The angle of Toru Amuro's shooting was carefully considered. He would not take the liberty of killing people. Almost every shot would hit the enemy's arm, forcing them to have no way to attack.

But at the same time, a large number of bullets grazed his body and flew towards the back side, and some of them even scratched his cheeks, causing burning pain.

But Toru Amuro didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows. Now he seems to have returned to the period of training in the police academy, that period of difficult and painful training career.

No matter what threats were around him, no matter how many scratches he had on his body, his arm holding the gun was extremely stable, he used the intermittent gaps to leap to the back of the bunker, and walked to the third floor with all his might.

A large number of battles had obviously exhausted his physical strength, and his tense nerves seemed to be dizzy in the next second, but he held the belief in his heart, showed amazing perseverance, and finally arrived at the closed room on the third floor after stumbling all the way. Outside.

Breaking the lock outside the door with a bullet, Toru Amuro kicked hard towards the door, staring at the door that opened quickly, squinting his eyes and putting his thumb on the trigger, aiming at the direction inside.

However, in the next second, he suddenly stopped breathing.

The scene inside made him stunned.

A large amount of blood glaringly spread on the brown floor, gradually forming an area the size of a small lake.

The pupils of the two strange men who fell in a pool of blood dilated in horror, and each had a sharp wound cut on their necks, and their bodies lay staggered to one side.

Their faces were ashen, their chests no longer rose and fell, their lips were bloodshot, and their vital signs completely disappeared.

And the somewhat embarrassed blond young man leaning against the wall, wearing only a shirt, casually bent one leg and put his left arm on his knee, while holding a snow-white dagger in his right hand, casually playing with it in the palm of his hand.

Compared with the two corpses on the floor, his bare skin was still white and smooth, and it seemed that he had not suffered any other wounds except for the knife wound.

Even the knife wound on his chest was no longer oozing blood.

It's just that the slender right palm is almost covered with sticky red, and even the shirt is full of bloodstains blooming like plum blossoms.

The expression on his face was also extremely casual, as if he was drifting away from this chilling scene, his whole body exuded an aura of indifference, even the blood on his body did not arouse his mood swings,

All the scenes in front of him seemed to confirm to Amuro that the two men had been killed by Ye Lian long ago.

It was the same dagger that stabbed Ye Lian.

Seeing Ye Lian who was unharmed, Toru Amuro's heart sank heavily. The first thought that came to his mind was not that Ye Lian killed someone, but that Ye Lian was still alive... It's really great.

After such a relaxation, his legs almost went limp, and he collapsed on the ground, but he still endured the fatigue of his body and walked towards Ye Lian step by step.

In a blink of an eye, he half squatted in front of Ye Lian.

"You came."

When Ye Lian noticed Toru Amuro's figure, he was also taken aback by that distressed appearance.

Because the sleeves of Toru Amuro's clothes, which were originally intact, were cut into many thin slits at this moment, and even a little bit of red blood spilled from them.

Moreover, his clothes were almost covered with dust, as if he had crawled all the way from somewhere, the dirtiness was far from the usual tidy appearance.

But soon, he realized that Toru Amuro ran all the way here to save him. Although he didn't know what Toru Amuro had gone through, he could see his hardships from the state of panting all the time, and couldn't help it. She showed him a gentle smile.

"Besieged? Have the people outside been wiped out?"

Afterwards, Toru Amuro crouched in front of him, and instead of answering his question, he suddenly cupped his cheeks with both hands and drew closer to him.

Ye Lian could see the tension and a trace of fear in Anshi Toru's purple-gray eyes, and he pinched his face hard like this, rubbing his fingertips on his skin lightly.

From too close a distance, he could almost feel Toru Amuro's scorching breath spraying on the side of his face, Ye Lian blinked his eyes uncomfortably, until the emotions in those eyes were gradually filled with peace of mind, he explained: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Suddenly, Toru Amuro closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a gentle light in his eyes, like stars all over the sky, brilliantly displayed in his field of vision.

"……Great."

Ye Lian's body was hugged tightly by two arms, Toru Amuro gave him a fiery hug for the first time, put his chin on his shoulder, and let out a gratifying murmur from his lips.

"It's great that you're still alive."

There was a contented smile on his lips, Toru Amuro squinted his eyes happily, and contracted his arms a little tighter.

Only by embracing Ye Lian like this, can he fill the vacancy in his heart, so as not to be controlled rationally by the killing intent coming up.

At this moment, he just wanted to stay with this young man quietly.

is enough.

The two handsome young men hugged each other for a long time, and the overlapping parts of their bodies could even feel each other's fiery, beating heart.

Feeling the warmth of his body, Ye Lian slightly turned his face to look at the pale golden hair beside him, there was no special expression on his face, but he let Amuro Toru hold him without any resistance.

After a while, a trace of puzzlement quickly flashed across his eyes.

Because the distance was getting closer, he could easily feel that Amuro Toru was in an extremely weak state.

It seemed that in order to save him, Toru Amuro never hesitated even if his body was injured, even if he was about to collapse in the next second from exhaustion.

The feelings he gave to Ye Lian were real and intense.

...Why does Amuro Toru want to save him so much?

Just because of that memory in the past, that memory that he had forgotten all about?

Ye Lian couldn't understand such feelings.

But it is undeniable that he will still be attracted by the dazzling soul in front of him.

This kind of beautiful and pure white soul, which is completely opposite to him, is exactly what he has been pursuing, the desire for a race called 'human'.

Now, he embraces Toru Amuro, but it seems that he is embracing the pure heart that made him pay everything as a price, and still wants to have it.

He silently closed his eyes, and for the first time returned the palm of his hand to the waist of the person in his arms, and unconsciously opened a gentle smile on his face.

... If he could hold this warm feeling in his palm forever, wouldn't he feel confused no longer?

Will he find the meaning of his existence during this long time when he is just doing tasks mechanically?

"Thank you……"

He leaned close to Amuro Toru's ear, and sincerely expressed his feelings at the moment.

'I am really grateful for letting me experience this kind of warm love again. '

'What I want, what I want to pursue, has always been the warmth brought to me by 'people'. '

Hearing this, Amuro Toru was a little startled, because Ye Lian's voice was too soft and cautious, even in the past time when he got along with each other, he had never heard Ye Lian use such a tone.

When he was in the midst of doubts, a low laugh came from his ear, and Ye Lian actually changed the subject again: "It seems that this happened many times."

Every time there was a crisis, it was Toru Amuro who stood in front of him. Now that I think about it again, most of my memory is Toru Amuro's back.

As if feeling something, Toru Amuro couldn't help laughing, but he was too tired, so he kept this posture and joked: "Then your thanks are really insincere, for helping you so many times , no matter what, we need to take some practical actions.”

Ye Lian really took his words seriously: "Whatever you want, I can give it to you."

What he said was so serious that Toru Amuro burst out laughing again: "Forget it, I'm just joking."

After the laughter gradually subsided, Toru Amuro's expression became serious again, "What I want is something no one can give me."

It is because of this deep desire that he has come to this point and met Ye Lian.

He wanted to find the boss behind the Black Organization, wiped out the organization, protected innocent people, and restored his dignified public security status.

Therefore, he has been working hard until now.

—Besides that, there is nothing else to ask for.

He did not speak, and Ye Lian did not continue to ask questions.

There was a trace of clear light in Ye Lian's blue eyes. He lowered his eyes and hugged Amuro Toru quietly, but complicated thoughts emerged in his heart.

This person is a debt he owed in previous missions.

In order to thank Toru Amuro for the warmth he brought to him, in order to make up for the mistakes he made in the past... It's time, it's time to end this matter.

Ye Lian quietly moved his lips.

'I'm giving you a chance, a chance to reveal all the secrets. '

'If you can get to where I am, that's your victory. '

'I can tell you all your doubts, and I can help you disband the organization. '

'This is an organization that grows for you, this is a story for you. '

'It can end however you wish. '

'All by your will. '

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Osamu Dazai, who had completed today's task, walked toward a quiet alley in Yokohama with his tired figure facing the bright moon at night.

He was still wearing the pure black suit, with an overlong coat draped over his shoulders, and the hem of the coat swayed slightly with the pace of his walking, resembling the carelessness of the master.

There was no smile on the face that was almost covered with bandages and gauze.

He just walked in the night with empty and gloomy eyes.

The moonlight pulled his figure long, and the slightly thinner figure from a distance looked so bleak and lonely at this moment.

As if in that pure black world where not even a ray of sunlight can shine, the jet-black boy could only retract himself into a corner, with his hands around his knees and his head hanging, staying in place quietly like a doll, beside him Without the presence of other people, nothing outside can affect him.

And all of this changed slightly after the boy stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of a bar.

The familiar figure sitting in front of the bar made the corners of his lips rise slightly, and a sincere smile appeared in his eyes.

"Hey, Odasaku, are you drinking here today?"

He skillfully sat on the seat next to Oda Sakunosuke, and snapped his fingers at the bartender.

The bartender nodded to him respectfully, then mixed a glass of the strongest whiskey and placed it in front of Osamu Dazai.

The degree of tacit understanding shows that Osamu Dazai is a loyal customer of their family. Even without speaking, the bartender already understood what Osamu Dazai meant.

Thinking of Dazai Osamu who came here frequently during this time and often made himself drunk, the bartender sighed silently. For a boy of this age to come to the bar, he must have encountered extremely desperate things.

He set his sights on the red-haired man who nodded to Osamu Dazai, and suddenly felt relieved.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai met this Mr. Sakunosuke Oda a week ago. Since then, the expression on Osamu Dazai's face has become much more relaxed.

Although even he could tell that part of the smile was a disguise, at least this look was more in line with the freshness of a teenager than the previous numbness and emptiness.

"good evening."

While drinking wine, Oda Sakunosuke greeted Osamu Dazai unsurprisingly.

He used to come to this store all the time, and he always chose this kind of time in the middle of the night. It wasn't until he ran into Osamu Dazai here by chance a while ago that he realized that he had a friend.

Ever since he got to know Osamu Dazai along with Ye Lian, Oda Sakunosuke could always hear information about Osamu Dazai in the headquarters, many of them were gossip about Osamu Dazai and Ye Lian among the members, and there was also the leading war During the period, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya teamed up to become the gods in the First World War.

So when he saw himself, Oda Saku didn't hold any barriers towards strangers, and because of Dazai Osamu's talkative nature, he gradually became acquainted with Dazai Osamu.

But Osamu Dazai's thoughts are much more complicated.

After he saw Oda Sakunosuke, he immediately remembered that this was the man he had seen by Ye Lian's side. Back then, he suspected that he had some special relationship with Ye Lian.

The moment he met him, Osamu Dazai really wanted to turn around and leave here.

For the time being, he didn't want to hear anything about Ye Lian, nor did he want to meet anyone related to Ye Lian.

Even Nakahara Chuya, who he used to play for fun, didn't want to see the other party's face anymore.

Even if he escapes, even if he anesthetizes himself.

——He was afraid, he would collapse.

In this world without Ye Lian.

But Dazai Osamu still held back the steps of fleeing abruptly, and greeted Oda Sakunosuke first.

Compared to escaping from a setback at this moment, he still doesn't want to give up that last hope.

Wanting to find someone to listen to, to find someone to talk to, so that he can maintain his sanity, so that he can not be swallowed by that despair.

And Oda Sakunosuke, who was not familiar with him but knew him, was obviously a good listener, coupled with the other party's quiet and somewhat natural personality, added to Dazai Osamu's sense of peace of mind.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai would come here to see him almost whenever he was free, mostly talking about trivial things, and only occasionally would he confide some inner words.

"The wounds on your body have increased again." Oda Sakunosuke slightly set his eyes on his exposed half of his wrist, as if he said casually.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai, who had a deep understanding of his ability and character, did not change the curvature of his lips.

With the keenness of Oda Sakunosuke, it is not very strange to see through his disguise at a glance.

"That's right, it's often said that recently."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyebrows and stroked the wine glass in front of him with his fingertips. The light golden liquid flowed in the glass, so beautiful that he couldn't look away.

"This is the wound from accidentally falling into the river and being hit by a stone." He sighed pretendingly: "Ah~ I didn't expect that jumping into the river is such a painful thing, and there is no easy way to commit suicide."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't say anything, this period of getting along has made him get used to Osamu Dazai's strange ideas, although he still feels surprised in his heart, but he doesn't have that kind of qualification to control others.

"Hey, Odasaku." Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai smiled at him as if asking: "Do you have a good method of suicide, please introduce it to me."

"Huh?" Oda Sakunosuke paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the ceiling, and after a while, he replied with no expression: "How about the tofu?"

Osamu Dazai was startled: "Tofu?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Well, tofu can be eaten raw after the end, or you can cook some hot pot."

Osamu Dazai: "...That Odasaku? You don't want to eat hot pot, do you?"

Oda Sakunosuke really thought for a second before slowly nodding: "Sounds good, let's eat hot pot tomorrow."

Looking at the seriously thinking face, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but fell silent.

After a while, he suddenly let out a snort, clutching his stomach and laughing non-stop: "Hahaha, you really have your style, Odasaku, it's really strange to have such a natural personality like you, I always thought that only Ye Xian..."

At this point, the words came to an abrupt end as if they were suddenly cut off.

"..." The expression on Dazai Osamu's face instantly stiffened, as if time had frozen, and his movements were frozen in this period of time.

Afterwards, the smile on his face gradually decreased, and he slowly returned to calm.

Facing the eyes of Sakunosuke Kami Oda staring at him quietly, he finally found what he wanted to say, a silent sigh overflowed from his lips, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his brows and eyes.

"Mr. Ye is also a very natural person... When I see you, I always think of him for some reason."

He reluctantly hooked his lower lip towards Oda Sakunosuke, but his eyes looked at the shadow of another person through Oda Sakunosuke.

"Probably because you resemble him."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know how to reply. He also heard a lot of news through the gossip in the organization during this period, for example, Ye Lian was plotted by the enemy and his whereabouts are still unknown.

However, from Dazaizhi's indistinct narration after being drunk, he also gradually discovered certain truths, for example, Ye Lian did not want to return to the organization, even if Dazaizhi personally asked, he did not bring him back.

This is why Dazai Osamu likes to stay here without getting drunk or returning home. Oda Sakunosuke clearly understands, but he doesn't know what to persuade the other party.

After all, a bloody killer like him couldn't think of words to comfort others.

But Osamu Dazai started nagging him, and this time it was very explicit.

"Hey, Oda Tsukuru." Dazai Osamu held the transparent wine glass with his fingertips, shaking it casually, his eyes were unfocused on the golden liquid: "You say... If you want to get one, you have to do it anyway." What have you got, what should you do?"

It seemed to be just chatting casually, just like they usually did, but Oda Sakunosuke could still hear his heaviness from his lowered voice.

So he thought about it seriously: "If it were me, I would probably choose to let go. Chasing will be very painful."

"Ha, it really fits your personality." Hearing this, Dazai Osamu chuckled, not surprised by his answer.

"But..." Deep darkness gradually appeared in his eyes, and a slightly sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of his lips: "I don't want to let go, what should I do?"

"If you let go here, I'll probably regret it until I die." He looked at his palms, which were loosely closed, and his sigh-like tone conveyed the strong emotion.

It's like a drowning person firmly grasping the last straw, and refuses to let go of his hands even if he dies.

Oda Sakunosuke silently took in his expression, and then his eyes drooped slightly, staring at the wine glass in front of him with an unclear expression.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and suddenly said:

"Then don't let go."

Osamu Dazai was startled, then turned to look at him: "...?"

The red-haired man sat quietly on the chair, his face was sideways facing him, his gaze was full of seriousness.

"Get him no matter what means you use, never let him go."

"Go after him, Dazai."

This is a reason Oda Sakunosuke gave Dazai Osamu to survive.

Oda Sakunosuke used to be just a killer, and now he has joined the port mafia. It can be said that he is a completely evil existence.

But this time, he wanted to use these bloody hands to save others.

He didn't know whether this would push Osamu Dazai into a darker abyss, but at this moment, at this moment, he could see the light of hope emerging from Osamu Dazai's eyes.

——Bright as a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

Oda Sakunosuke twitched the corners of his lips.

That being the case, isn't this enough?

The author has something to say: ok, it has been fully exposed, in fact, Ye Lian hates his own way of life, so...

What he wants has always been the beautiful emotions brought to him by others!

Like Toru Amuro who saved his life regardless of his life, like Zhong also willing to give up everything for him.

So... well, let's just stop there.

——'This is an organization that has grown and grown for you, and this is a story specially prepared for you. '

After writing this sentence, I don't know why it feels a bit complicated. Ye Lian thinks that the black organization exists for Toru Amuro, and can disappear for him at any time.

In addition, send it to something... Although it cannot be done logically, it can be said through Amuro Toru's mouth in the future!

ps I want to collect the reasons why I don't like watching abo, and try to avoid the public's thunder points as much as possible.

The new article will not distinguish between genders (no children), after all, it is just a reference to the fragrance and everyone's passionate urge to bite the back of the neck.

After being bitten, the protagonist will fall in love with that person for three days, and regain his sanity after three days.

If there is any thunder point, I hope to bring it up, help~

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感谢在2020-03-0912:32:47~2020-03-1121:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket: 2 for moxibustion; 1 for the seventh day of July;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 on the seventh day of July;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: sky-ex, antelope cat, 395283252;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!