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The transaction was carried out very quickly, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't even know how he fell into a coma. When he woke up, he saw the worried faces of Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji.

"Fortunately, you're fine." Kenji Hagiwara breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm really afraid that you were carried back with blood on your back, that would be too scary."

"How about zero!" Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up quickly, "And the mockingbird! How did the police respond to the senior's question?"

Matsuda Jinpei pushed him back: "You asked so many questions in one breath, how do we answer? Zero was exchanged as bourbon, as for the others... let's talk slowly."

His expression was rarely relaxed: "In any case, it seems to be a good thing now."

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"Hey, Bourbon, didn't the police do anything to you?" Walking with Mockingbird on the road to the base, Amuro heard the former ask curiously, "Are the police all so good-tempered?"

The blond undercover said in Bourbon's tone: "I was fooled from the beginning with the reason that I bumped my head, lost my memory and couldn't remember things clearly. They didn't dare to hit me hard, so naturally they have nothing to do with me. But you will be sent out to do this The task, really surprised me."

Mockingbird pouted: "I don't know what those action teams are busy with recently. Anyway, the organization is very busy recently—the BOSS may have some new tasks."

Amuro said calmly: "Oh? Has the boss changed recently?"

"It's not the same as before."

Mockingbird stopped and pointed to the room not far away: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, the boss wants to see you, just wait inside, I have to report to Master Rum ,I'm leaving."

The mysterious smile on Toru Amuro's face froze: "Meet me directly?"

Mockingbird said: "It's very strange, isn't it! I thought you had to go to the interrogation room, but I didn't expect the boss to trust you so much."

He really trusted him, after all, in the eyes of Angus, he was a puppet who resisted two injections of brainwashing potion and was successfully brainwashed.

Toru Amuro sneered in his heart - this is also his chance of winning.

Of course, on the surface, he just smiled slightly, pretending to be honored.

"So farewell."

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Amuro walked into the room indicated by the Mockingbird. The smooth walls of the room automatically opened a passage after he entered. He walked in with a blank face, and at the end he saw a well-dressed Anshi wearing a scarf. Gus.

The latter had no intention of pretending at all. He held the crow cane belonging to the boss in his hand, and his eyes were not as soft as usual.

Toru Amuro still pretended not to know, and made a slightly surprised expression: "Angus? That gentleman..."

"Bourbon, come here." Angus' voice became even hoarse, becoming a voice that all code members had heard.

Toru Amuro gave a proper shocked reaction, walked over slowly, lowered his head: "My lord."

"How are you doing at the police these days?" Angus held his cane with his left hand, and pressed Amuro's chin with his right hand, forcing him to look up and meet his gaze.

Toru Amuro had already organized his words, and used the excuse he said to the mocking bird to repeat in a cold and arrogant voice.

To sum it up, the police didn't get any information, and he also got a lot of information.

"That's great." Angus sighed, "It's indeed my most perfect work... Could it be that the medicine I gave him isn't effective enough? Why isn't he as obedient as you are?"

"It's really distressing."

Toru Amuro shook his hand slightly, but was quickly restrained by him. The young man smiled and said, "I will always be loyal to you."

"When the time comes, you will sort out the information about the police and send it to my mailbox. Now there are other things you need to do."

Angus let go of his chin, slid his cold hand down his neck, landed on the spinous process of the seventh cervical vertebra, and pressed hard.

Toru Amuro took a breath instantly, the same way Angus did before his "brainwashing" last time.

"Bourbon, what is your identity?"

The young man with different pupils was only a foot away from him, and Toru Amuro could even see his slightly reflective pupils of different colors. He met the former's gaze without fear and began to brew emotions.

Sure enough, Angus started these questions again.

Compared with being blindfolded last time, it was more difficult to pretend this time. Toru Amuro answered the previous routine question tremblingly. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Angus ask again.

"Bourbon, have you seen a liqueur lately?"

"No."

"How was your relationship with him before he disappeared?"

"He used to be my shooting coach, and he was my code-named examiner. He would ask me to drive for him on weekdays." Toru Amuro said that he couldn't find fault with the facts.

"So, do you think he has a positive view of you, or a negative one?"

This is a choice question and there is no room for avoidance.

Toru Amuro: "... Positively."

Angus's expression became strange for a moment, the change was too quick, Toru Amuro didn't catch it.

But soon, Angus coughed lightly and let go of his hand: "Very well, I have a task for you next."

"Abandon all the guilt and weakness in your heart, use Liqueur's trust in you, and pry out from his mouth how much information he has given the police about the organization, and the location of those who are in contact with him."

"Yes."

Toru Amuro was disturbed by his sudden harsh tone and the content of his words, almost making his pupils dilate to reveal his restless mood at the moment.

Fortunately, Angus seemed to be immersed in a strange hatred and didn't see his flaw.

The face of the BOSS, who was eighty percent similar to liqueur, was distorted, and he cursed in a low voice: "Obviously there is no need to do anything, how good it is to keep going like this...just because of those..."

He swallowed the following words vaguely, and Amuro always felt that Angus was referring to Zhu Fu Jingguang and his group of undercover agents.

Is it their reason to feel that liqueur will betray them?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that.

Angus let out a light "hum", with a morbid pleasure in his eyes: "Fate? No—I'm the one to decide."

Toru Amuro didn't speak, the bad premonition in his heart kept sinking.

Throw away all the weakness and guilt...what the hell did they do to the liqueur?

"Repeat the order I just gave." Angus said abruptly.

The blond youth opened his mouth blankly.

"You will remember this order and follow it to the end." Angus finally said, "Go, go forward, Gin will cooperate with you."

Following Angus's light movements, Toru Amuro was de-hypnotized again.

The former seemed a little annoyed, and didn't intend to continue the conversation with him, so he went up the stairs and left through the secret door, leaving Toru Amuro standing where he was.

The secret passage was very long and the lights were dim. Toru Amuro did not expect that he passed the level of hypnosis so quickly. Perhaps this was also the reason why Angus was in a bad mood.

As for why they were in a bad mood, obviously, they didn't get any benefit from interrogating Kamiya Tetsuya.

Because he was afraid that there would be a monitor in the secret passage, Toru Amuro didn't dare to stay where he was for too long and think.

At this time, calming down his slightly beating heart, he walked forward along the dark passage, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger as he walked.

"Da da."

The sound of footsteps finally stopped at an iron door, and Toru Amuro's fingers slightly touched the cold handle, and a feeling of timidity arose.

There are breathing sounds inside, one steady and one faint.

"Who!" Gin Jiu's alert voice sounded.

Knowing that there was no way out, Toru Amuro pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he was frowned by the pungent bloody smell, and even his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

This is a small interrogation room. The white walls are splattered with blood, which is painfully reflected by the pale light. There are also dark blood stains on the floor, mixed with cold water to create a sticky wet feeling.

As if he sensed someone entering, the white-haired young man who was bound on the recliner coughed slightly, his head tilted towards the door, whether it was cold sweat or water, the strands of hair on his forehead were tangled together, and the drops of water flowed smoothly. The hair slid down and fell to the mouth, showing a trace of blood.

The light golden pupils that were originally like mist in the morning light were now like poor-quality glass beads covered with dust. It seemed that just turning his head slightly exhausted his strength. Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro was fixed in place by that gaze, and did not move for a moment.

Gin stood aside, still smoking a cigarette, the curl of light smoke rose, hit the incandescent lamp, and then dissipated, his cheeks were still stained with blood, seeing Toru Amuro, he said impatiently: "Come back gone?"

"Hmm." Toru Amuro squeezed out a response from his throat.

Qin Jiu sneered: "It's not the first time I've entered the interrogation room, why? I can't do it if I change someone else?"

"You had a good relationship with Liqueur before." He said vaguely, "I remember one night, you sent him back to the apartment while he was asleep."

Toru Amuro sneered a little bit, and turned into a slightly distorted lip curl: "It's none of your business."

Gin obviously just wanted to stab him out of habit, so he took a puff of cigarette: "It was the adult who asked you to come, right?"

Amuro picked up disposable gloves from the basket by the door and put them on, then walked to Gin.

Just now, he was a little far away, and he was caught by those eyes. Now when he walked in, he found that the young man's torment seemed to be more than that.

The pair of slender hands were hanging powerlessly aside, the arms were bloody, and even the original bright tattoos became unclear. The reason why so much blood on the ground was able to flow to the door was the blood from the fingertips. Caused by seepage drop by drop.

The security room wasn't even sure if the nails on it were still there.

Those hands that used to stop a group of people with a single piano wire, those hands that used to be able to stably shoot and wipe out a convoy of cars on a high-speed car.

With Liqueur's physique, the possibility of recovery is almost zero.

But he couldn't say anything, even...he wanted to add another scar to this pain.

Toru Amuro couldn't hide his pale face, so he aimed his gun at Gin: "This is your art of interrogation? Violent and disgusting!"

Qin Jiu sneered: "There is no need for kindness to stubborn mice."

"If you do this, it won't be effective if he loses too much blood and faints." Toru Amuro forced himself to calm down.

Cigarette between gin: "I have a sense of proportion. As for fainting, there are too many ways to wake up."

His boots kicked the black object on the side, slightly to the height of his knees, and the red and blue jacks on it were connected with wires, which were directly connected to the bound young man.

The cotton sweater he was wearing was stained with blood, and most of it was torn apart. There was a plain white patch in the center of his chest. If it wasn't for the blood on the patch, it wouldn't even be noticeable on his pale skin. .

Just the slightest noise involved in these actions made the white-haired young man's body convulse violently.

Toru Amuro felt a "buzz" in his head, years of experience made him recognize what it was in a second.

His fingers hidden under the latex gloves curled up slightly, and were flattened inch by inch by reason.

Cruel enough...really ruthless.

Toru Amuro originally thought that Angus would not take much revenge against liqueur based on previous experience, so they chose three days, which is not too long or too short, for their own countermeasures.

Liqueur...he has been brainwashed many times, isn't it easy to get information from him?Angus naturally didn't need such a severe interrogation.

He even thought about what kind of medical conditions he would have to find to treat Hiro if he was tortured in the organization.

But until now, he realized that he was wrong clearly.

There's no such thing as benevolence for a madman, let alone someone in power who is crazy enough to study immortality in his organization.

Also, the liqueur reveals nothing.

While he was being tortured, they were still rejoicing over Kyung-kwang's return.

A strong, uncontrollable feeling of guilt and regret slammed into Toru Amuro's mind. He only felt his stomach twitch, and he almost retched.

But faster than the body is his mouth, Amuro said: "Did he say something earlier?"

Gin's dark green eyes fixedly looked at Toru Amuro with a hint of inexplicable interest. Hearing this, he casually pointed to the monitor placed beside him.

"The interrogation is a bit long. If you want to watch it slowly from the beginning, I don't have time to wait for you." The blood-stained silver-haired killer said, "Why don't you show your level and see what you can pry out?"