Acting as a sword, forced to "fall in the dark".

Sparks flickered, and the flames of memory spread in an instant.

The suffocating heat and thick smoke enveloped the place, and even breathing became a torture.The burnt Western-style beams fell down, with burnt red and black scorched marks, in front of him was a corpse with a fuzzy face but the corners of its mouth were laughing, the dry hands that represented death firmly grabbed his ankles, Blocked his steps to escape.

The cold sweat secreted from the forehead and back was dried up by the high temperature before gathering.The flames burned his heart and lungs, and every piece of skin produced horrible blisters and burnt the moment it touched.

He heard the sound of molten iron dripping to the ground, heard the sword struggling in the flames, heard the whisper of hopelessness suppressing the pain...

'Fire, burnt everything in me. '

The boy with silver-white hair like moonlight slowly closed his eyes in the firelight.He didn't dare to look at the blade tightly held by his right hand, as if it would turn into molten iron due to the high temperature at this moment.

The black smoke from the fire spread towards the sky, but the night became the best cover.It was not until the fire could not be covered that all this was exposed to the eyes of ordinary people.

>>>>>

half a month ago.

"Buggarati, there is something that I think you should know better." Fugo said as soon as he opened the door, without even seeing the state of the room clearly.Holding a stack of documents in his hand, he frowned slightly, with a more serious expression than usual.

But after finding out that Bugarati was not the only one in this private room, and also saw a familiar figure, his voice stuck in his throat, and his expression was a little inconceivable.

"Fugo, you're here." The young man called Bugarati just turned his back to him, and after hearing the movement, he turned around and said, "I just want to introduce our new friend to you..."

Bugarati hadn't finished his words yet, after noticing Fugo's expression and the atmosphere at this moment, a daze flashed across his face, and he nodded, "I see."

"No, Bugarati, listen to my explanation! I just casually said some requirements about joining the gang when I was impatient with him. I wanted him to retreat. I didn't mention the matter of Polbo tell him!"

Fuge felt a little pain in his head, he tremblingly used the information in his hand to face the young man who was standing aside with an innocent smile on his face, and the ending sound was still a little trembling, "Besides, Bo How could Erbo let an idiot like you join in!"

The boy who was still smiling was immediately unconvinced, "Huh? Don't think that I'm an idiot because you've helped me!"

He pointed his finger at the ceiling and yelled, "Come out, AeroSmith!"

Fugo opened his eyes slightly: "What?!"

A remote control plane similar to a toy suddenly appeared above them, and the boy's temperament changed in an instant. He was no longer so casual, but more determined—and he said he had special abilities, so he wanted to be in the sky. Show off your emotions in front of people.

The black-haired boy clasped his hands and snorted, "How about it! You must be scared! If you apologize to me now, for the sake of Fuge, you are a partner—"

"So that's the case, did you also get a substitute through Boerbo?" Fuge interrupted the other party's words, regained his composure in an instant, he squeezed his chin and said: "Yes, according to your IQ, it is impossible to pass Bolbo's test."

The boy opened his eyes slightly, and he looked at the two future companions in front of him in a daze, who didn't show any surprises at all. Aerosmith also stopped awkwardly in mid-air.

At this time, the waiter walked in with the meal that Bugarati had ordered before, as if he hadn't seen the "toy plane" in mid-air at all-in fact, he didn't see it at all, and then put three The plate of spaghetti was placed on the dining table, he greeted Buccarati slightly, and left the room with a smile.

"It's pasta. I just haven't had breakfast yet." Fuge put down the information in his hand, sat at the dining table, and picked up the knife and fork.

The black-haired boy stared wide-eyed, Aerosmith disappeared at some point, he rushed to Fugo, "Don't ignore me! Bastard Fugo!"

Fuge asked back with a calm expression, "Who are you, I don't know you."

"Damn it! My name is Nalanja! Nalanka!" Nalanka repeated several times for fear that Fugo would not be able to remember.

Looking at the two companions who were about to fight, Bugara raised his voice to stop the next development, "Okay, Fugo, what did you want to tell me just now?"

"..." Fugo glanced at Naranja who hadn't understood yet, but didn't speak directly.Bugarati understood what he meant, nodded slightly, and said, "Naranga is already our partner, so there is no need to avoid him."

Bugarati said so, Fugo naturally would not refute, he handed the information at hand to Bugarati, and got straight to the point, "Buggarati, do you still remember what we just solved before, the poison丨People who sell goods to children?"

"I checked a little bit, and found that it was not a very rare accident, but a small group with an organization." Fuge took out a sheet from the information, "Not surprisingly, all of this is related to this man named Gallo. related."

He frowned slightly, "But after I investigated further, I found that Gallo had something to do with our organization [Enthusiasm], and seemed to be an informant from the drug group. I don't know if this is what the above means or he private act of the individual."

"Not only that, although there is no evidence yet, but he seems to have some connection with other organizations..."

Naranja sat on the side of this round table, his eyes almost became whirlpools at this moment, although he could understand what Fuge said separately, but put them together, it was as complicated and profound as a math problem .

Nalanja, whose full name is Nalanja Kilga, was betrayed by what she thought to be her partner when she was 14 years old, and was imprisoned in a juvenile detention center. mother inherited] reason and be isolated.

By chance, Naranja was discovered by Fugo while looking for food in the garbage dump, and was brought to Bugarati. Not only did he eat delicious pasta handed over by Bugarati, but Lati was taken to the hospital for treatment of his eyes.

Although Bugarati is a gangster, Naranja is not afraid at all, and even wants to work for it.It's just that his family is still there, not really homeless, and there is no reason why he needs to be a gangster.Bugarati not only refused, but also severely scolded Naranja.

But even so, Naranja still wanted to stay by Bugarati's side. He pestered Fugo for a long time, and finally got some requests from him to join the gang.Later, from the mouths of some low-level gangsters, they found out about the [cadre] of the organization, Popo.

As long as you pass Polbo's test, you will have a chance to become Bugarati's partner!Holding this idea, it took half a year, and now he can finally stand in front of Bucciarati.

And the result of the trial also brought great changes to his life and perception of the world.

--substitute.

A substitute is a kind of ability formed by the condensation of spiritual energy. There are many kinds of substitutes, and the person who has a substitute is called a "substitute messenger".Naranja was originally just an ordinary person who was stabbed by an [arrow] in order to pass Bolbo's trial... More Naranja couldn't explain it clearly, anyway, the result was that he somehow had a substitute.

Naranja originally thought that only he was special, and wanted to show off in front of Fugo with his new ability, but seeing their reactions... Naranja suddenly recovered and shouted: "Ah! No, you also have this ability!"

"That's it." Fugo finished what he said about the results of the investigation, looked at Buccarati who was in deep thought, took a deep breath, and asked Naranca, "...you only realized this now ?"

"Since you have joined our team, let me tell you directly. This ability is called a substitute, and ordinary people can't see it. Don't expose your ability casually in the future."

Fu Ge explained with good intentions: "It was fine before, but gangsters are not just playing tricks. Once you let the enemy know the ability of your substitute, it is easy to be specifically targeted. If you accidentally die, you can only say that you deserve it. I am I won't help you collect the corpse."

"You're going too far, Fugo!" Nalanja said with a puffy face, "I won't just die casually!"

Naranja did not forget that it was Fugo who brought him to Buccarati before, and that Fugo was the first to reach out to him, so he is more curious than angry, "So Fugo What is your ability! Can you show me!"

Bugarati concentrated on looking at the information in his hand, completely ignoring the noise in his ears.His fingertips slid across an address above, and his blue eyes darkened slightly.As a gangster, he can't stop the drugs from appearing, but at least where he can reach out, he won't let this damn thing destroy a child who has a future and can't make up his own mind.

It's just that when he spent half a month confirming all the information and grabbing the opponent's tail...

Bugarati raised his head, looked at the villa surrounded by flames, and narrowed his eyes slightly.After confirming that this clue was useless, when he was about to leave, he heard a slight movement from the ruins of the flames.

Bugarati almost thought that he had heard it wrong. He opened his eyes wide, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but he stretched out his hands without the slightest hesitation, and drew a zipper at the position separating the flames and the ruins of the building.

The zipper can open up all the space, which is exactly the substitute ability of Bugarati.

And what was exposed to his eyes by the zipper was a teenager, a child who looked slender and fragile.The flames surrounded him, he was crushed by the burning beams, and his supposedly beautiful silver hair was also burned. The boy closed his eyes tightly, but firmly held a scarred Wakizawa in his hand.

Bugarati frowned, stretched out his hand, and led the boy away from the flames.

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