The red side is always blocking my dog ​​leash

Maybe Mr. A's reaction that afternoon gave Mr. Takeuchi some illusion. The next morning, after introducing it to the classmates, she pointed and arranged Mr. A in the third row from the bottom by the window.

As we all know, the protagonist has the second-to-last window row law, so Sakamoto is right behind him.

During this week, he was fortunate enough to witness Sakamoto's secret skills - cleaning up the mess, subthreshold effect, etc., as well as various operations that ordinary people cannot reproduce. Mr. A perfectly blended into the atmosphere of admiration and worship in the class. Passed the first week of school without any risk.

The last session on Friday is an English conversation class. Mr. A listened to it for a while, and couldn't help but shift his gaze to the window. There are not a few people like him paddling in the classroom, and the teacher has long been used to such a polarized teaching. In the scene, as soon as the bell rang for the end of class, she left without delay.

Mr. A, who didn’t join any clubs, was able to leave with his bag. He stuffed all kinds of homework into the schoolbag he just bought. After a moment of silence, he took out one by one. The homework is for those who want to be admitted to a better university. Prepared, Mr. A, as a poor student who transferred halfway, didn't need this at all. He was just thinking about something just now, and did it subconsciously before he realized it.

It's just looking for guilt.

Mr. A picked up his empty schoolbag, and when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but look back at the table.The books placed on it were brand new, and he didn't even write his name.

Enrolling in Hidei is more troublesome than imagined, and it is not easy to find a school with high quality education but does not limit students' grades. Toru Amuro has put so much effort into it, and it seems that he is not very good at paddling all the time...

So, otherwise, still pretend?

Mr. A vacillated between bringing homework and walking directly, and the clear and elegant voice of classmate Sakamoto came from behind: "Study is not something worth hesitating at any time."

The schoolbag was heavy, and the books on the table disappeared. Sakamoto gently pushed the bottom frame of the glasses, reflecting the light of wisdom.

"If you have any confusion, I will be happy to help you answer it." The phone screen lit up, and his Line was on it.

"Thank you, Sakamoto-san."

With a schoolbag on his back and a mobile phone with the contact information of Mr. Sakamoto newly added, Mr. A took the tram home with mixed feelings.

The weight behind him is the weight of knowledge.

Toru Amuro, who hadn't come back for a week, heard the door open, and quickly came out of the kitchen. He was still wearing a blue polka-dot apron, and smiled at Mr. A who said I was back: "Welcome back, today is curry and Tonkatsu."

Mr. A threw the overweight schoolbag onto the sofa, and others fell in together. He obviously didn't do anything, but he just felt exhausted physically and mentally.

"How does school feel?" As his eyes swept over the schoolbag that was stretched out by the books, Toru Amuro blinked in surprise.

Mr. A said weakly: "I feel very bad, can I drop out of school?"

"No." Toru Amuro's voice came from the kitchen, "Has Mr. A made any friends these days?"

"Yes... right..." Mr. A hesitated for a moment, thinking of the mobile phone of his new contact, he was not very sure. For Sakamoto, it was probably just a good deed to help his classmates, but who cares, "He plans to teach me Do your homework, we added Line friends."

If you say that... Amuro Toru will probably be surprised.Unexpectedly, his campus life is actually quite decent.

"Eh? From this point of view, Mr. A has adapted well. Then I can rest assured and remember to get along with my friends." The other party replied.

Mr. A turned over on the sofa, "Yeah."

Strange...

How could a guy who had basically no social experience and was doing murder and arson work have any innocent friendship with the flowers in the school.

Toru Amuro was clearly aware of this, but he was still thrown into the school.Because the purpose is not to make friends at all, but to integrate, he must learn to integrate into the social life of normal people.

Disguise yourself as a normal person, otherwise it will be difficult to live in this society.

But Mr. A will never step into the society of this world in the future, and he is not really an experimental subject with no social experience. Obviously, he cannot tell Amuro Toru about these.

Therefore, if it can make the other party feel at ease, he doesn't mind doing some dispensable things.

Like making friends.

For example, writing homework -

Let's think about this again.

Time soon arrived on Sunday, Mr. A met with Scotland and Ley in the old place, and finally confirmed the action plan, Ley stepped on the motorcycle with a guitar bag on his back and took a step ahead, and Mr. A took Scotland to go The Suzuki Hotel where the banquet will be held soon.

Just hearing the name, I feel that this hotel is ill-fated.

Amuro Toru's informant led them to change into the waiter's clothes. He asked Scotland to shave his beloved beard on the grounds that his image should not be sloppy. When he saw Mr. A, the informant paused and hesitated: "Dai Maybe a pair of glasses would be better?"

In this case, it would be too much like child labor.

Mr. A: ...

He took the black-rimmed glasses handed over by the other party and put them on. He changed his standing posture a little bit, and he looked much more mature immediately.

When looking at the past again, the face that is too young has no sense of existence. This is also the camouflage technique of Amuro Toryo, which can make up for the lack of appearance to a certain extent.

Scotland's pupils moved, and his thoughtful look flashed across. Mr. A finally adjusted his bow tie, nodded to the informant, and the latter said, "Go this way, both of you."

The banquet this time is not as nondescript as that island. In the low-key and luxurious lobby, well-dressed men and women with elegant manners intertwined with each other. Classical and melodious music came from the stage, and the pianist played the gorgeous movement emotionally. .

Those who can appear here are either business tycoons or political celebrities, and the pianists on stage are also industry celebrities.

Holding a wine glass, Mr. A walked among these big figures in a low-key manner. He and Scotland were half of each other, and quickly determined the current movement of the target.

Although he didn't really want to kill someone, he had to act like it. After pressing the communication headset to contact Scotland, he didn't receive a reply for a long time, only a sound with unknown meaning.

It means that the other party is temporarily inconvenient to speak.

Had an accident?

Mr. A smiled and took the empty wine glass in a woman's hand, replaced her with a new one, and then turned back to the direction he came from.

It took a while to find Scotland. In front of the other party stood a girl about 20 years old, with long chestnut hair coiled up, wearing an aqua blue dress, looking helplessly at Scotland... the little girl behind.

"The garden..."

"I told you to leave me alone, sister, go talk to those uncles with your dad!" Suzuki Sonoko grabbed the back of Scotland's suit and poked his head out to make a face, "I can't stand such boring things. .”

"Really, you were the one who said you wanted to come together at the time..." Suzuki Ayako looked embarrassed, "And how can you rest assured that you are running around alone in this kind of place? Don't cause trouble for this gentleman, I will take you How about some cake?"

"I'm not a child." Suzuki Sonoko was unmoved, "Besides, I'm not alone, and Mr. Midorikawa, you don't have to worry about me!"

Scotland's psychological quality can be seen. His smile at this time is still gentle as usual. He nodded to the troubled Suzuki Ayako, turned around and squatted down to look at Suzuki Sonoko, and whispered something. The girl puffed her face, "I Know it!"

When the two sisters walked away, Mr. A did not approach Scotland, but sighed through the headset: "It is really popular with children."

Scotland glanced at him without staying too long. When he turned and left, he raised his hand to press the headset, and whispered: "Josh, have you found the target?"

"Your direction at six o'clock, follow plan three first, and watch the timing."

"OK..."

The tampered wine glass was in the hands of Miyazawa Fumio, of course there was no poison in it, this guy never swallowed anything of unknown origin, this wine glass just had more hidden cracks, Mr. A moved towards the locker room, because he couldn’t touch it. Find out how many bodyguards the other party brought——

The bodyguard on this occasion is not the black suit and sunglasses in the film and television works, so it is just a trial.

Although the operation does not necessarily fail to succeed, if it succeeds, it must be too late to evacuate.It is better to take it slowly.

boom!

He froze for a moment when the gunshot sounded, because it was much earlier than expected, Mr. A frowned.

"Scotland is an undercover agent of the Japanese police. He will not just watch Fumio Miyazawa die. Passing information to the police is inevitable."

Amuro said, sliding the tip of the pen across the paper to circle the undercover in the middle, "But they don't want Scotland's identity to be exposed, so they will definitely not carry out actions on the surface."

"The greatest possibility is to fake a terrorist attack and let this banquet end early."

Bloody, Mr. A noticed the flickering shock in Scotland's eyes, and the latter's eyes subconsciously looked somewhere.Although he reacted quickly, Mr. A did not miss this detail.

The police did plant someone in, and it was right to fake a terrorist attack. They just didn't expect real terrorists to come in. They were all focused on the assassination by an unknown organization. Moved his hands before they moved——

This wave... This wave is called making a fake come true.

Here are all famous people with rich experience, so after the panic, they quickly calmed down and moved to the escape exit.The bodyguards in the crowd surrounded the gangsters and took out all 9mm pistols.

Mr. A took the opportunity to change the angle and see clearly the face of the guy still twitching on the ground.

Very good, I don't know him, it seems that he is not a famous person.

"Don't move!" The man who fired the gun tore off his collar, revealing the red bomb inside, "Don't move!"

He was wearing a security guard's uniform, but it didn't fit well, so he must have sneaked in by stealing someone else's clothes.

Two masked men, one fat and one thin, walked in through the door, pointed their guns at the inside, and forced the person who tried to slip back.

"Don't worry, we only ask for money, and if you cooperate well, nothing will happen."

The deliberately low voice didn't spread far at all, and the gangster didn't care. He raised the muzzle of his gun, motioned for everyone to go inside, and gathered them together.

Mr. A followed the flow of people, and soon ran into Scotland. The two looked at each other, and they didn't intend to take advantage of these gangsters to kill the target.

"Ley..."

rely on you……