The red side is always blocking my dog ​​leash

"Is this—some strange taste?"

It is obviously a word that would feel ashamed when you think of it normally, but now you can say it easily.

Because there is no time to think in that direction.The metal handcuffs locked his wrists together. He lowered his head to confirm that they were police style—he was fooled.

In the past few months, or half a year, because of the irregular date changes, his perception of the passage of time is very slow.

In short, from the night of the thorough talk, until now, Toru Amuro has shown a lot of conniving trust in him, shared information to a certain extent, and used his identity and ability to achieve his goals without hesitation, even some The task of the police was entrusted to him, and Kazami Yu also knew of the existence of Mr. Furutani's assistant.

At first, I really thought about whether the other party would forcibly exclude him.But in the later time, he gradually let go of his vigilance. From the perspective of utilization value, Montes is even a little higher than gin.

Because the tasks he handles can reflect the recent movements of the organization to some extent, and Gin will only run around chasing traitors, and he is obedient and trustworthy.

So in the end he really believed that Toru Amuro would play with him.

Rum has been dealt with, and before he died, he gave that gentleman a hard time, and the loss was just within the acceptable range. Amuro Toru also played the role of being cheated in this incident, "That gentleman "Fulfilling the previous agreement, Rum's position will be taken over by him, but it is impossible to reach the original Rum's level, and Toru Amuro's goal is not this.

Once he was promoted from a wage earner to the management, "that gentleman"'s distrust of Toru Amuro was limited to thinking that the other party's ambition was too big to control. Maybe he would be targeted after Rum, and Toru Amuro was a member of the organization. The position is still very confident.But obviously this little trust is not enough for him to open up the secrets of the organization to the other party.

It is very simple to defeat this behemoth, but the purpose of the police, the FBI, etc. is not to make it fall apart, to be broken up into more small forces and continue to add obstacles to society.

Therefore, you can’t act rashly. Once you make a move, you must hit it with one blow to ensure that you can get information about the distribution of organizational power, sources of funds, who are controlled by them, and factories and enterprises that are white gloves, instead of being directly deleted by the other party. It's spotless.

If we don't get rid of the roots, there will be gray organizations and brown organizations in a few years without black organizations.

And in order to achieve this goal, there is an organization cadre who can get in touch with that gentleman to cooperate internally and externally, and things can be much simpler.

Mr. A thinks so, and thinks Toru Amuro thinks so too.

But Toru Amuro clearly disagrees with him.

Because he is with his boss, that is, Boss, and his relationship with Toru Amuro has continued to be extremely poor.

With Rena Mizumue's rebound, the news of Shinichi Kudo's survival being exposed, and Belmode's repeated mistakes in actions, the atmosphere in the organization has become more stormy recently, and the monitoring is particularly intense.So he hadn't seen Toru Amuro for almost a month.

This time the meeting was the first time the other party contacted, saying that they wanted to talk a little bit about the joint organization of various countries in the near future, and the action plan against the black organization. Gave him a pair of silver bracelets.

Could it be that Toru Amuro regretted it and decided to arrest him and bring him to justice?

Mr. A smiled in his heart, and threw away such rambling thoughts.

Amuro looked at him apologetically, "I'm going to wrong you and stay with the police for a few days."

The light-blond hair of the young man reflected the light, his palm was pressed against his left cheek, and the rough calloused surface of his fingertips rubbed against his skin. He closed one eye and stared at the other with the other, what he heard was calm and gentle voice: "It will end soon, you stay there, don't need to think about anything, I will take care of it, and it won't be long before the annoying boss old man can no longer squeeze your labor force."

Mr. A: ...

That was impossible, the reason why he had to participate was not to destroy the organization, but to save people.

He doesn't know how the plot will develop in the future, and he hasn't worried about the problem of plot deviation for a long time. Maybe it's because the story of the manga has not been drawn here. The only thing that can be sure is that Amuro Toru will end this matter with the organization.

In order not to fail at the last step, he had to participate.

Having decided so, he only looked down at the metal handcuffs connecting his wrists, and did not take any action.

Anyway, I can't beat it.

Since the other party has done this, it means that he has complete assurance, and he does not want to try that slight possibility at all.

Amuro was not surprised by his silence, the hand on his face slipped to his neck, exerted a little force, and after a while, the opponent's body lost the strength to support him, he supported his back with one hand, bent down and used the other hand to reach the hollow of his knee , he picked up the unconscious man and returned to the ground. This is an unfinished building, and the basement where he was just now is a stronghold of the police.

Kazami Yuya had already followed the instructions, and after a short standby, he saw his boss coming out of it. The other party was wearing black clothes that were easy to hide at night, but his light blonde hair had a strong sense of presence in the night.

He took the initiative to open the car door, the boss put the person in his arms into the back seat, and uncuffed him while handcuffing him to the car. Yuya Kazami caught the key thrown by the other party without turning back, Toru Amuro finally covered him with a blanket Stop, take a step back, and close the door.

"Remember what I said before, Kazami."

Kazami Yuya nodded: "Yes, I understand."

The person was locked in that confinement room, and three meals a day were delivered without contact, without any form of communication. In the past few days, except for the monitoring through the screen, the other party and the public security personnel had no contact. There will be any connection.

Although he didn't understand the reason, Mr. Jiang Gu must have his intentions, as the countless previous examples have shown this point.

Just execute it.

Amuro Toru, who got the answer, didn't stay any longer, and he still wanted to fake Montes' disappearance to ensure that what the gentleman finally found was a false but credible result—assuming that the other party still had the energy to investigate thoroughly.

The young man lowered his head and put on the hood, the light gold was covered under the pitch-black cloth, his hanging hands were inserted into the pockets of his jacket, his chest was slumped, and his walking posture became messy and loose.

Kazami Yu didn't waste any more time, he looked back, sat in the driver's seat and started the car, but couldn't help glancing at the rearview mirror several times.

Hōki Fujita - he's leaning toward that being the real name, but not necessarily the person's real name.

After all, the archives of those 17 years are really detailed.Although the result of asking the insider is a bit strange, compared to the unimaginable possibility of implanting memories, it is still more credible for someone to hypnotize and let another person replace this identity.

The real Fujita Yoki was nowhere to be found, but Kazami Yuya really didn't know how to address him, so he still used this name.

Mr. Jiang Gu has an assistant, which he only found out in the past few months. This mysterious assistant has participated in several operations, and the other party is very powerful in network, tracking, and fighting. Before Qiu Zeyao left, I felt that there were people who gave permission wherever I went, and the criminals' action tracks were synchronized in real time, and everything was very easy.

Kazami Yuya always thought that this assistant was a mature and reliable type, until he knew that the other party was Fujita Yoki - 22 years old is the data in the file, and the other party's face looked like a minor.

The previous actions against the organization gradually spread out, and Fuguya Rei finally revealed that he had an informant in the organization. The other party was a high-level cadre, but it was absolutely credible-it was also Fujita Hiroki.

Kazami Yu didn't know whether to be stunned or surprised.

When he woke up, he was faced with a closed space without any accidents. The red light of the camera was always on, indicating that he was under surveillance, and the only private area was the toilet.

A change of clothes was placed in a cabinet next to the bed that was incompatible with the overall environment, and a table was placed opposite the bed. The bookshelves above were filled with books of various colors, including professional, entertainment, world classics, etc., and there was a pen holder next to it. A few pens for him to take notes, and the desk lamp is on.

Jun A cleared his throat, got up and got out of bed, judging from the degree of thirst and the digestion of food in his stomach, at least one night had passed.

He only knew a rough idea of ​​the police's plan.In short, it is a lightning assault or something. Before that, it is necessary to sneak into Renye Karasuma's lair and get the information, that is, the other party's family property.

But when and how to do it, he didn't know.

So get out of here.

the sooner the better...

Mr. A took the small room into his eyes and looked at the sound receiving equipment: "I'm hungry, I want to eat a polo sandwich and a glass of water."

There was no response, but soon a piece of the wall fell inward, revealing what lay behind.

A microwaveable convenience store sandwich, and a bottle of mineral water.

The space inside is only about the size of a shoebox.

Isn't this something that no one can see?

It seemed that no one would talk to him.

His conditions were met selectively, but overall he was placed.

That's enough, knowing that someone is watching and listening to what's going on here.

He took out a thin pen from the pen holder, put it back after a pause, picked up the steaming sandwich, ate it, and drank half a bottle of water before holding the pen in his hand again.

"Kazami criminal! You, me, you told me to be optimistic about the person, he..."

"Think clearly before talking, calm down." Kazami Yuya frowned a little because of the other party's confusing sentence, "You won't be deceived by him, and you will be tricked when you talk to him, right?"

"No! I didn't say anything, but he—suddenly stuck the pen down his throat!"

Kazami Yuya was stunned for a moment, subconsciously asked: "What?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. He...he deliberately pointed his body in the direction of the camera, with a pen stuck in his neck. I couldn't see any trace of pretending. He was still alive, and I didn't talk to him, but I don't know—— "

The other party swallowed, "Fengjian Criminal, he needs first aid."

Only Kazami Yuya has the authority to open the door.

Kazami Yuya rushed out of the office, almost tripped over an obstacle halfway, staggered and got up again, very embarrassed.

The subordinate who was ordered to watch the people showed the computer screen to Kazami Yuya, just as the former said——

The black-haired boy is sitting on a chair with his body facing the camera. He raised his face and rested his head on the back of the chair. His neck and jaw are almost in a straight line. Half of the pen can be seen. The tip of the pen is half submerged under the skin, and the blood spilled slip into the neckline.

The corners of the blood-stained lips raised a dull arc, and the blood entering the trachea caused a series of reflexive coughs, his chest heaved, but his face was completely opposite to it, and he opened his eyes and looked out of the screen, like was asking him—

Can you just watch me die?

crazy……

Kazami Yuya walked out without looking back.

"Call for medical attention immediately!"