funeral

This is no longer a simple accident, is it?

Nagasawa attended his subordinate's funeral in black.

Although the heat is still hot until the end of summer, the downpour of torrential rain has relieved a bit of heat.The heavy rain washed away the lily in front of the tombstone, like the soul buried below, making it difficult to really fall asleep.

How painful it must have been the moment the body was torn apart... The scene was full of severed hands and feet, and even the closest relatives couldn't tell them apart for a while.

Nagasawa looked up at the sky, the summer is coming to an end amidst the flood of bad news...

Ito has always had the "illusion" of being followed recently. It seems that the level of the juniors sent by Nagasawa this time needs to be improved, he secretly smiled.

That man always lets his subordinates hang around him from time to time, in the name of protection, but in fact it is to satisfy his excess possessive desire.Ito is used to this.

Since the incident with Kirishima happened, the Aizawa team must have been very busy, and the number of people watching him has increased significantly.

Although he explained to Nagasawa more than once that Kirishima is no longer a threat, the other party still doesn't buy it.

"It's like a revolver on the first shot. It doesn't seem dangerous at first glance, but in fact there is still a one-sixth probability." This guy once described it so lamely.

If he knew that he was going to visit "Zuo Luan"'s house in a few days, what kind of expression would he have?Ito twitched the corners of his mouth, the feeling of being cared by that person was inexplicable.

Nagasawa stayed up all night, thinking about where to start the explosion.

His people can't just die in vain.

The van escorting Uchida and the others had obviously been tampered with, and there was a remote bomb installed on the bottom of the van. The detonation/explosion process was short, and the people in the van had no chance to escape.

This is a way of killing people that will never leave anyone alive, and the opponent's intentions cannot be more straightforward.

Those people had been guarded in groups of two in turn before, and nothing went wrong, but once they were out of this environment, catastrophe would follow.In addition to the other party's constant attention and determination to eradicate the weeds, Nagasawa believes that there may be another reason for this-the other party's eyeliner within the Aizawa group or among his subordinates leaked/disclosed the news about the escort.

Before contacting Blackstone, they could get wind of it and hide it. This situation is not impossible.

Or... someone in the group participated in it?

Nagasawa was surprised by his own thoughts. If the previous assumptions are true, then...

Perhaps the car accident caused by the black stone was not an accident at all?

Thinking of this, Nagasawa began to search desperately for Aoba's previous reports on the table, and at the time he even made fun of the other party for doing useless work, but now it seems that the most stupid one is himself!

The documents were found among the layers of materials, and Nagasawa quickly opened them.

As the reading progressed, the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

After putting down the things, Nagasawa called Aoba immediately.

Kirishima went to the supermarket early in the morning to do some shopping, and he couldn't wait for the moving party the day after tomorrow.

There were more than 30 invitations sent out. In view of the different tastes of each person, he thought about preparing as many types of food as possible.

Lisa is a drunk/ghost, as long as she has that thing, she can live to be a hundred years old; Xiangping is a vegetarian, and can only eat green vegetables; Meat, meat, meat is the only thing that can be called food; as for Xun... ah, that guy doesn't seem to be picky at all...

"That... seems like your cell phone is ringing?" The girl beside him pointed to Kirishima's pocket when passing by the drink area.

"Ah? Oh...thank you!" Ever since I got a new phone, I feel that even the whole world has become strange!Kirishima operated unskillfully, "Ha, Kaoru, I was thinking about you just now... Do you prefer drinking soda or beer?"

"That...Ah Cheng," the person on the other end of the phone said in a slightly subtle tone, "I'm so sorry, I might not be able to come to the party on Friday."

"Huh, why?"

"Hmm...something happened."

"Eh? Well, what a pity..." Kirishima grabbed a can of wine, "Do you think Lisa prefers draft beer or ordinary sake?"

"Draft beer... right?" The other party seemed to have thought of something, and added, "Ah Cheng, don't buy too much...they...maybe they won't be able to come."

"Eh, why?"

Kirishima clenched his phone tightly, a bad premonition flashed through his mind.

"So maybe this wasn't an accident, but a purposeful, conscious revenge/revenge suicide/suicide...?"

"Yes," Aoba replied, "There was pressure from above at the time, so they had to close the case with 'drunk/driving'."

"But why is Uncle Goro the target of the attack?" That person is a well-known conservative who is extremely disgusted with the drug trade, and it is impossible to participate in it no matter what.

"It's probably because of the car I was driving that day."

"... Bugatti?" Nagasawa immediately understood.

Ha, so that's the case... At that time, I thought Goro's car accident was quite strange, and now all those weird parts make sense.

That guy's mind is really capable of stringing two unrelated people together.

That being the case, what is needed next is the most critical evidence, otherwise everything is just speculation.

Kuriyama said before that with Heishi's personality, he will definitely leave something behind. If there is such a thing, then he will hand it over to someone he trusts eight out of ten.

But all the people close to Heishi are dead...

No, they ignored one person all this time.

On Friday, Ito went to Kirishima's housewarming party with potted plants.Although it is more practical to give red envelopes or something, that guy doesn't look like he will be short of money, so let's use green plants to purify the soul...

"What about the rest?"

Ito was a little surprised when he entered the house. The deserted living room didn't look like he was going to have a carnival at all. In order to avoid the rush hour, he was two hours late on purpose.

"I can't even come~" Kirishima leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed, "It must be my bastard father... Do you think I will go back like this? Dreaming!"

"What about dinner?"

"Here~" Kirishima pouted at the various snacks on the tea table.

Ito put down the potted plant and showed helplessness, "Let me take you to eat ramen...the one in Ginza."

The road leading to the urban area was extremely congested on Friday, and Ito and his car stopped and went.

After breaking through many barriers, Kirishima said, "I didn't say...the car behind has been following us since the beginning, didn't you notice?"

Ito glanced at the rearview mirror, and it seemed to be true.I didn't care about the traffic jam before, but now I'm on the main road, so many lanes it only follows me.

Strange, people from Nagasawa never stick so close.

"Hey, be careful!"

Just when Ito was confused, the black car behind suddenly accelerated and turned towards them, and Ito quickly turned to the left.

Bad visitor...

Ito couldn't help tensing his nerves. The first response was just a conditioned reflex, and the next few waves were hard skills.Although his driving skills are good, he is still not qualified for such an occasion.

Kirishima watched anxiously from the side, so he suggested that Ito should find the right time to retreat to the back seat and replace him with the top.

It's just that as soon as the young man took control of the steering wheel, the car sped along the road with an extremely exaggerated posture.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ito stepped into the passenger seat and was almost hit on the head.

"Small, no one can beat me in the game!" Kirishima said proudly.

"In the game?!" Wait... Ito seemed to think of something instantly, and even his tone changed, "You have never driven a car in real life, have you?"

"Oh, don't worry~" Kirishima smiled and comforted, "Their principles are not all the same..."

Just... just kidding... No matter what you say, you can't believe this lunatic!

The drama of high-speed racing continued, but on the other hand, the search for people in the city was difficult to achieve results, so they had to stop temporarily.

"What do you mean by not found?"

"In the past few days, we have mobilized everyone and searched all possible places, but still..."

Nagasawa looked at Aoba, he also shook his head helplessly.

"It won't be something wrong..."

Nagasawa thumped the desk hard. In the case of death without proof, that guy is the last hope!

"Brother! Brother!" Just as everyone was upset, someone from outside rushed in, "I saw Kawase before, at... the place where Mr. Ito works..."

The person who said this was Naoki, the person in charge of secretly protecting Ito, who was hospitalized because of a broken leg some time ago.

At this time, he was leaning on two crutches, and he seemed to be trying to run for a while, out of breath.

After Kirishima's rather wild series of drifts, they finally get rid of the pursuer, and at the same time, Ito's car is close to being destroyed.

"You'd better go to my house, those people are very dangerous," Kirishima said in a rare serious tone, "Chairman Takarazuka's mansion is more secure than ordinary residential apartments..."

"No..." Ito suppressed his nausea again, "...I have to go to Nagasawa."

Being so blatant, the other party is very likely to be the behind-the-scenes group involved in drugs.

Since he was targeted, Kawase might be in danger, so he had to tell Nagasawa about it.

Nagasawa called Ito several times, but the other party didn't answer them all. It's not the way to go on like this...

He grabbed his coat a little anxiously, motioned to Aoba, and planned to go directly to Ito.

It's just that as soon as he went out, he bumped into the oncoming person.

"It hurts..." Ito rubbed his shoulders and complained to the other party, but Nagasawa kept his face ashen all the time, and he asked the person in front of him coldly.

"Where is Kawase?"

The journey of more than an hour is not long, and it was only early morning when they arrived in Saitama.

This county known for its "no characteristics" is located in the northern part of Tokyo, and there are many short-term rental housing.

Ito found the room according to the address given by Kawase earlier, but was stopped by Nagasawa when he was about to knock on the door.

"Did you smell something?" He asked lowly, frowning.

Ito closed his eyes to distinguish carefully, secretly said that something was wrong, and asked Nagasawa's men to knock the door open immediately.

The scene inside the house can be described as a mess, there are traces of being rummaged everywhere, clothes and daily necessities are scattered all over the place, and even the tatami mats have been cut apart one by one.

Ito searched for the smell and ran to the bedroom, but the too tragic scene made him freeze at the door.

Kawase was handcuffed to the head of the bed with one hand. There were bloody scratches all over his arms, chest, and face. Vomit was attached to the corners of his mouth and neck. His lower body and the sheets were all stained with feces.And he himself has died a long time ago.

There are traces of intravenous injection on the arm, judging from the symptoms, it should be drugs.

If overdose is injected, vomiting and incontinence/continence will be instinctively started at the beginning, then hallucinations will occur, accompanied by self/mutilation tendencies, and finally the injected person will die suddenly/death due to the overload of the heart... How much is it? How cruel is it to end a person's life in such a way?

Kawase's other hand was covered in blood and scraps of meat, he must have suffered a lot before... Ito's eyes trembled behind the lens, and then he seemed to forget that he had a cleanliness, He stepped forward and gently closed Kawase's eyes.

Why is it sad, obviously I don't like this person at all.

"Brother, I've searched and found nothing!" The subordinates searched the house, but found nothing.

"It's too late," Ito came out of the bedroom, "it has been taken away... He said before that the man forced a pack of cigarettes to him before the accident. Now that the box has been torn apart, the contents must have been taken away. Take it away..." He said as he held up the shattered cigarette case, with a lot of blood clotted on it.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Nagasawa grabbed his collar angrily, "It's all because of you, and now things are all messed up! My brother is dead, and they bombed him alive! Tell me, maybe there is still hope, maybe those people can go down and be buried with my poor brothers, maybe... Kawase won't die!...You! What face do you have to put on a half-dead look ?!"

Ito struggled lightly, the part where he was hit a few hours ago was still aching, but the other party held on tighter.

Is this my own fault?That's not right... He has already done this, so why did he become the biggest villain in the end?

Kawase doesn't go to Nagasawa, so he wants to build a bridge from it?

Didn't tell Nagasawa in time, so are all these consequences his responsibility?

He regretted Kawase's death, couldn't he make some sad expressions?

This is not right, and that is not right, so what should he do?

It's really not easy to live carefully by that person's side all this time, accepting his back and forth...

Ah, and, he has one more question...

Reason told Ito to stop, but his body was out of control.

He heard himself say, "Are you so excited because the evidence is gone... or because Kawase is dead?"

As soon as the words fell, Ito felt that his center of gravity was inexplicably backward, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Although this process was short, Ito felt that his senses were constantly being amplified and slowed down.

He felt Nagasawa's furious face, facing his own fist, and the sound of something breaking.

He had always been afraid of losing Nagasawa, but now he no longer had to.

He stood up and smiled at the person in front of him, then walked away without looking back.

No waving, no farewell, because there is no need to see you again.

The author has something to say:

Slightly modified the details, it doesn't look so dizzy

I'm sorry, Kawase, but your stepmother made you cannon fodder, but your mission has been successfully completed, and you can go to the backstage to eat bento with peace of mind. .

Kawase's death intensified the long-standing conflict between Ito and Nagasawa.Nagasawa attaches great importance to his work, even if he is slightly disappointed with Masao Aizawa, it does not affect his attitude towards this matter, especially the accident that happened to his subordinates later, which made him quite self-blaming, so he must work hard no matter what Find evidence and give an explanation to the dead brother.He obviously had the opportunity to change the outcome of the incident, but because Ito failed to inform him in time, he missed everything, missed the opportunity to control the evidence, missed the opportunity to avenge his subordinates, and missed the opportunity to understand Kawase. . .

As for Ito, he has always been humble and desperate in love, and has been touched the bottom line time and time again, and has been heartbroken time and time again.No one in the world would wait for another person without complaint or regret, just like Li Yaohui, who loves He Baorong so much, but finally chose to leave.Why, maybe he was fed up with the other party's willfulness, or maybe he was so afraid that the other party would leave without saying goodbye again. In short, after he left, he would no longer have to suffer from all that.

When the party that makes people feel warm and reassuring forever cuts off such a relationship, it is really broken.