Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Fireworks exploded in Toru Amuro's mind again.

There was something buzzing in my ears all the time, which made my already fragmented thoughts even more chaotic.

He just—should have gone through the most tortuous mental journey in his life in the shortest possible time.

Needless to say, the initial bewilderment and bewilderment, in the inexplicable anger that followed, there were some things that shouldn't have been mixed in.

He couldn't help but think of the days before today, when a certain mean and narrow-minded "doctor" led the three of them to wander around, and the plan he came up with on a whim made him feel absurd and funny, and he could only do it and do it. Later, I got used to it, as if I was really immersed in this false game.

He still remembered that he was sent to the convenience store yesterday, and when he came back, he saw those three people waiting for him by the side of the road.

They dress up in a variety of styles, and when they get together, they don't match the ordinary tourists who are in groups.

Zhu Xingda's flowing long hair and tightly covered style look like a wandering singer who can start singing by putting down his guitar bag on the side of the road.

After Jing grew a beard, he matured a lot, but the ice cream in his hand completely ruined his sharp temperament.

"Doctor" is the one that doesn't match their style the most. It's a middle-aged dead house in sportswear with gloomy eyes all the time. It blends in with the atmosphere of Akihabara but doesn't quite blend in.

Then what were they talking about when they were chatting?

It seems that the "doctor" is studying Zhu Xingda's hair, grabbing two strands of hair and tying them into knots, and watching the hair unravel automatically and become straight again, so the "doctor" immediately asked curiously with a scientific research attitude What shampoo does he use.

Unobtrusively touching the long hair that had been neglected by undercover agents, he listened very carefully, and at the end he suddenly asked, Zhu Xing, is it true that your long hair will not be blown to your eyes by the wind when you aim?

Zhu Xingda was obviously choked up.

It took two seconds before he told them the brand of shampoo he used himself, and answered Jing's question: No, because he would hold his hair with his arm before shooting, or, there is a practical tool in this world called a "rubber band".

"Doctor" and Jing laughed after listening, and Toru Amuro thought he was the only one with a fake stereotyped expression, but he actually laughed too.

He couldn't believe that at that moment, he seemed to have returned to the police academy and experienced the ease and comfort that he could only enjoy during that time.

He wouldn't believe that he would be affected. Since evil is evil, no matter how "Doctor" or Zhu Xingda behaves, they will be the evil side. Naturally, he will not be deceived by the appearance that can be easily broken.

But... the moment when the scene "died".

Toru Amuro's anger was not only due to the bloody reality in front of him, but a part that could not be ignored was directed at the "doctor".

Of course it wasn't the anger of being "betrayed". They were not in the same position from the beginning to the end, so where did the betrayal come from.

He was angry at the hypocrisy and cold-bloodedness that the "Doctor" had concealed so well from the beginning to the end, and at being so stupid and innocent himself, he was like a joke that was not funny, and he was so lax that he needed an enemy to remind him of his cruel nature.

——Has Qian Mu already seen this moment?

Yes.

When Fugu Ling was not Toru Amuro, Qianmu guessed that this scene would happen, so he warned him again and again...

Since being undercover, Toru Amuro has never missed the past like this moment. He is like a straw that is about to die in a dry field, trying his best to absorb a little poor nutrition from the good memories, so as to maintain the precarious cold smile on his face.

Probably, as much as I want to tear up the cold figure behind the screen, I miss those foolish friends as much.

Repeating "I practiced, I can't live up to Kei's sacrifice, and that guy's painstaking efforts", Fuguya Rei turned back into the flawless Amuro Toru.

So far, the emotional foreshadowing is sufficient and ups and downs.

However—Toru Amuro never imagined that there would be more ups and downs in the future.

When he touched the warm limb on the ground, but found that the pulse was active, he was healthy enough to be alive and kicking for at least another 60 years.

When the "doctor" who wished he could eat raw meat told the truth, he was frightened out of the trembling and desperately fighting, but he walked out slowly on his own.

When the classmate and friend who was still painfully missing just now appeared in front of him.

"........."

Time freezes.

Toru Amuro didn't seem to respond.

Qian Mu did not urge him, but waited peacefully.

After half an hour.

The blond young man lowered his head at some point, his body swayed slightly, and he stood up slowly.

The gun could not be held tightly any longer, and it was hanging between his curled fingers. He just walked towards the young man who was watching him quietly, step by step.

In the beginning, apart from being too quiet, there was nothing wrong with it, but when the distance between the two was about to get closer, the peaceful atmosphere suddenly tightened——

Toru Amuro had no expression on his face, and when he let go of the pistol and fell, he quickly grabbed it and held it in his palm again.

He pointed the dark and dull muzzle at the person in front of him, and he was impartial, and the hand holding the gun did not tremble.

With every step forward, the distance between the gun and the heart that was lightly brushed by the man's fingertips shortened a little.

Amuro Toru's gun was naturally filled with live ammunition.

As long as the index finger holding the trigger is moved a little intentionally, no, intentionally, the bullet will fly out, ruthlessly piercing through the flesh and blood of the person in front of him.

Dangerous than sharp knives and forks, dangerous than riding in an elevator where there is a risk of falling, dangerous than any strenuous training, than those "dangers" that someone always avoids with a particularly taboo attitude-a hundred times and a thousand times more dangerous.

Because this is a real threat, whether the most feared death will come or not is all in the blond young man's mind.

Qian Mu quite hated this feeling.

He never put his life under anyone's control, even if there is only a little bit of risk, it will make him feel uneasy. He only thinks of immediately destroying uncertain factors, and thinks of [-]% stability and safety.

But very strange.

When Tohru Amuro pointed his gun at him, Qian Mu didn't even move.

He just watched Toru Amuro's movements, until the cold machine, covered in the night breeze, pressed the uneven scar on the surface of the skin, and finally reached his heart.

Transparent drops of water rolled down from his chin, quietly moistening the surface of the black metal.On Qianmu's face, the rosy blood that seemed to be soaked in the hot spring faded away, showing a bit of unusual paleness, and there seemed to be patience in his calm eyes, as if he was forcibly suppressing some instinctive emotion.

Toru Amuro didn't miss this detail that appeared close at hand.

When he noticed Qian Mu's reaction, there was also emotion in his gray-blue eyes, as if his anger had risen to the peak but evaporated suddenly, as if he had been on a thrilling roller coaster for a week, but at this moment, there was no greater level. The fluctuations soared, but were suppressed!

Amuro realized that this guy who was afraid of death did it on purpose, he was deliberately putting himself in an uncomfortable situation, so that the angry lion would temporarily forget the huge joke he made, and subconsciously change back to - Fuguya Rei.

Because Furutani Rei knew his fear, so he would move the gun away within a second.

"..."

The gun was indeed removed from the red-haired young man's heart within a second, but Toru Amuro was still Toru Amuro.

"you……"

Amuro Toru's smile became distorted by the violent ups and downs of emotions, and it could even be called a grin.

The gun was slammed to the side and thrown to a place where Yuan Qianmu could not see.

Toru Amuro then threw his fist angrily, and the place where the fist landed was someone's face that was still so fair under the fake skin that someone had been wearing for a few days.

"Yuan Qian Mu... Playing with us, playing with me, is it fun?!"

He was full of momentum, and at the same time occupied an absolute moral high ground, as if Qian Mu didn't let him beat him up, he was so sorry for his almost crying mood just now.

But unfortunately.

Although he understands that he needs to vent now, Qianmu still dodges before Amuro Toru's fist swings.

If this is the judo training hall of the police academy, Qian Mu's next move should be to simply lift his leg to bend the opponent's calf, and then easily press him face down on the field to calm down.

However, the time and place were not right, there was only a steaming hot spring pool in front of him, so Qian Mu had no choice but to follow the trend and raised his legs——

With a kick and a stir, Toru Amuro was thrown into the hot spring.

As long as he strikes first, the moral high ground is still his.

However, Qian Mu also made a small mistake at this time.

The spring water he brought out of the bath was splashed on the side of the hot spring pool, and the surface of the solid wood floor suddenly became a little slippery. He stepped on a small puddle of water with his bare feet, and he couldn't stabilize his body, and staggered by the side of the pool.

Toru Amuro naturally didn't miss this opportunity, so when he had to fall backwards, he quickly grabbed Qianmu's sleeve.

At this time, even if Qian Mu wanted to throw this black-hearted and black-skinned bastard farther away, it was already too late.

"Pfft!"

"Crash-"

Amuro Toru fell into the water with a proud expression on his face, but Qian Mu hurriedly only had time to respond to a sneer, and fell into the hot spring together, splashing two big splashes.

The pool is not deep, and you can float with just a little help from your limbs. However, Toru Amuro, who is completely submerged in the water, has not yet adjusted his direction. When he puts one foot on the bottom, two malicious hands stretch out. Come, grabbed his golden hair floating on the water, pulled it back into the water and washed it.

"Pfft, cough cough!"

Anshi Touleng choked on a few sips of water, no matter how good his temper is, he should be angry, not to mention that he has a bad temper, and he is still a legitimate victim.

So he fought back immediately, and wanted to grab Qianmu's soaked hair in the same way, but when he raised his hand to grab something, he caught something indiscriminately, and with a little force, he pulled it off.

Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment, a sharp pain like a needle prick suddenly pierced his fingertips, a tiny trace of electric current seemed to pass through his whole body, but after the almost inaudible crackling sound, the tingling pain disappeared.

He came out of the water, barely wiped off the water droplets that blinded his eyes, and then he saw clearly that the thing he accidentally pulled in his hand was a long and thin neck ring strap.

There was a small button-shaped piece of electronics that had been glued under the neck ring—presumably this little gadget had just been submerged in water and shorted out some electricity.

Amuro pinched, thinking that the "doctor" would always wear a high collar that never showed his neck, and thinking that when Qianmu just showed up, he had a collar around his neck, he roughly guessed the purpose of this thing.

It's okay not to think about it, but when I think about it, I get even angrier.

"You guys have played us like fools for a few days, it's fine if you don't reflect on your mistakes, but you actually beat us back..."

Toru Amuro tugged at the drenched sleeves that were completely attached to his body, and was about to grab and tidy up his exasperating little friend.

But when he quickly caught the figure of the target, and was about to show the momentum that he would not give up until he beat someone, he froze again.

Qian Mu staggered away from him at some point, and fell to the nearest pool.

In Toru Amuro's memory, the red-haired young man's back, which had never been bent in front of others, suddenly seemed to be rolled over by several mountains at the same time, and had to undergo difficult twists and turns.

"... Qianmu?"

Toru Amuro forgot his anger in an instant, and didn't think about whether this was someone's repeated tricks, and immediately dragged his legs that were weighted by the water, and moved closer to Qianmu's side.

Seeing Qianmu's behavior clearly in the past, Toru Amuro couldn't remember why he was angry, and his heart was full of astonishment and anxiety.

The red-haired young man was leaning on the edge of the pool, his eyes closed, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was still calm as usual.

…But his convulsed right hand is painfully pinching the gap between the wooden floor joints, and his left hand is tightly clutching his throat. There is an obvious depression between the fingertips in the neck, and there are signs of suffocation, but even In this way, he didn't let go instinctively, and even continued to exert force.

"Qianmu?! Yuan Qianmu!!!"

Toru Amuro thought of the neck ring he had just pulled off, and his first reaction was that he was too reckless, strangled Qianmu's neck with too much force, and felt guilty.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, even if the trachea was strangled, it shouldn't be this kind of reaction, and after he forcefully separated the left hand that was holding his throat tightly, he found that his neck was clean without any strangulation marks.

At this time, Toru Amuro still did not suspect that the red-haired young man was "acting", because the struggle he showed was too real, and it must be that his throat was tightly bound, unable to struggle or breathe, so he looked so painful and powerless .

Powerless... powerless?

Toru Amuro suddenly felt ridiculous.

How could Yuan Qianmu have anything to do with the word "powerless".

This guy is an invincible opponent in the police academy, and he is a beast that can easily knock down a strong man who is several times stronger than him.

When this guy has a high fever of almost [-] degrees, he can train all day as if nothing happened, and he seems to have got the future script in advance. While scoffing at his confused and innocent friends, he takes the trouble to give advice.

This arrogant and indifferent person, who has become quite wicked recently, seems to have everything under control—this ostentatious bastard, why is he suddenly so depressed?

It was Toru Amuro who should be powerless, he was powerless when Kei collapsed, and when Qian Mu acted wrong, he also felt his powerlessness.

He even felt restless and flustered.

A deep feeling told him that an extremely important turning point happened right in front of his eyes, but his eyes were covered, and he would never have the chance to know the truth... He could only walk forward alone in the anxiety of being unexplainable , nothing can be changed.

"Qianmu! Just hold on, I'll..."

"..."

"Do you believe it?"

Amuro Toru, who was about to carry his little friend to the hospital: "..."

"I believe it."

The bastard who was pale a second ago blinked, didn't scratch the board or choke his neck, straightened up like nothing happened, and stared at the big eyes of the blond young man who had solidified into a sculpture.

"... Yuan Qianmu."

"Ok?"

"Don't tell me that the reaction just now was all performed by you?"

"Well... it shouldn't be called acting, um, it's a test. As your on-the-spot psychological training instructor, I will teach you in accordance with your aptitude and give you a formal end-of-course test. Although your test results are just like that...at least the impression Is it profound?"

In his signature calm tone, Qianmu extended his hand to Toru Amuro to express his congratulations: "Congratulations on finishing your class, Mr. Jiang Gu Ling."

"........."

Amuro took deep breaths for several rounds, finally put away the unpredictable expression on his face, and slapped his paws angrily.

"Huh? The reaction is so flat." Qianmu smiled and tilted his head, as if the fear that his neck was about to be strangled by layers of chains, as he said to Amuro Toru, never existed, "I thought , You should rush up and teach me a lesson."

"You don't need to tell me that's how I prepared." Toru Amuro said with a grim expression, then paused inexplicably, "Remember this account first, now is not the time to play around, it's time to get down to business."

He didn't say it out, he didn't believe a single word that Yuan Qianmu said as if nothing happened.

Since he couldn't find out why, and someone seemed to have returned to normal after observation, Toru Amuro could only bury his doubts and worries in his heart and focus on more urgent matters.

"Okay, how long do you plan to soak here, don't you feel dizzy?"

Forced to soak in the hot spring with all his clothes on, Toru Amuro has long been unhappy with the feeling of being wet all over: "Go up first, and then find a safe place to explain things clearly."

However, Qian Mu: "Then you go by yourself, I'm not in a hurry."

Toru Amuro, who had already stepped onto the shore with one leg: "?"

"Walking across the patio soaking wet can catch a cold, and there's a high chance of catching a cold."

Qian Mu didn't care whether the spring water full of blood and dust was dry or not, Shi Shiran sat back in the pool and only glanced at the culprit who caused him to go into the water in his bathrobe: "Fangyuan hundred The safest place here is here, but you can also choose to walk back to the room with the wind blowing on your own, remember to turn it back and bring me a bath towel, thank you."

The cold wind arrives as soon as it is said, and it is very disrespectful to human beings.

Toru Amuro: "...Ah Choo!"

It's over, just standing in the wind and talking for a while, his head began to ache, and he seemed to have a bit of nasal congestion.

It can't be ruled out that it's the psychological effect that Qian Mu talked about.

Sudden illness will definitely affect "work". Unable to figure out what the current situation is, Toru Amuro hesitated for a moment, then believed Qianmu's "safety", and only asked: "The scene in the scene is fake. Ammunition, when will he wake up?"

The shot Qianmu fired at Zhu Fu Jingguang was a specially customized bullet with a lethality equal to zero. It had a built-in needle for applying the medicine and a blood bag that would shatter under force. The medicine was developed by Qianmu in advance. The hit person will lose consciousness for a short period of time with heartbeat stagnation, and will gradually recover his heart rate after a few minutes and enter a coma.

The effect is relatively rough during the day, but in the dark night, as long as you don't go close to confirm it yourself, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Akai Shuichi, who was selected as the "witness", did not see the problem.

"With a very small dose, it is estimated that I will wake up soon."

"Row."

As Toru Amuro said, he went back to the hot spring without changing his face: "I don't want to catch a cold, so I'll let Jing wake up and let him get the towels for us."

"...you are such a considerate boy, why don't you just let him lie there alone?"

"Can't we call someone? We can see him from here, can't we?"

In the dark night, indifferent hearts.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's "corpse" was still lying quietly on the floor, and the screen was folded beside him, which just couldn't block the wind, which blew on his face with a biting cold, and his feet were still facing the hot spring.

In the hot spring, his two dear friends were surrounded by the warmth that penetrated into their bones, and they looked at him with concern—the soles of his shoes.

"Why haven't you woke up, Jing! Wake up, Jing! Don't think that you can sleep peacefully when it's late at night!"

"I suggest you go up and pat him to wake him up, it's faster than shouting."

"But it's cold."

"Anyway, it's you who are cold, not me."

"...I said, Yuan Qianmu, have you been drinking? I saw the empty wine bottle."

"No."

"Absolutely, I'll tell you where the smell of alcohol came from... Hey, are you not drunk? Have I been talking to unconscious drunks?!"

"I didn't drink, and I wasn't drunk. Did you forget, I never drink, I guess it was left here when the hotel waiter cleaned up."

Qianmu dealt with Toru Amuro who talked a lot without saying a word. He seemed to be drunk when he drank the cup of plum wine, but he became sober after a while.

A stunned Zhu Fu Jingguang appeared on the aiming surface, when he fired that shot.

The bullet flew out, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's fate was broken by him. With his bloody hand pierced by the fragments, he forced his fate to another direction.

In the script in Qianmu's mind, the frequency of the name "Yuan Qianmu" increased silently, and the original light and almost transparent color also deepened at the same time, adding a touch of ink that was about to fall to the ground.

In the story that happened in the police academy, the process of "Yuan Qianmu" getting acquainted with the protagonist group and the process of gradually becoming friends have been supplemented in detail, only the psychological activities of "Yuan Qianmu" himself are missing.

In the story behind the police academy, there is also the figure of "Yuan Qianmu".

After graduating from the police academy, "Yuan Qianmu" accepted the invitation of the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department to undercover the black-clothed organization under the new identity of "Ketor". Code-named "Glendronach", he was organized and arranged to break into the police and became a specially invited criminal psychology consultant under the name of the Police Department.

——It's enough, it should be enough here.

When flipping through the script to this point, Qian Mu meditated, his face darkened.

On the day "Yuan Qianmu" got the status of a psychological consultant, he ran into his friends Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji when they were studying in the police academy. After a brief acquaintance with their friends, they quickly plunged into the new mission of the organization...

--enough.

Qian Mu didn't want to look any further.

But reason and emotion were separated, and he continued to read down in an almost indifferent attitude.

"Yuan Qianmu" borrowed the identity of Dr. Alex as a bait to lure the enemy, and acted together with Zhu Xingda, Amuro Toru, and Zhu Fu Jingguang who happened to be selected as the guard team.

The operation was very successful, but during the period, "Yuan Qianmu" designed to make Zhu Fu Jingguang feign death and leave the organization. The reason is unknown.

"Yuan Qianmu" returned to the organization and was transferred from the original research institute to another research institute.

The organization ordered "Gen Chimu" to take care of a little girl named Miyano Shiho, and he agreed...

--it's not finished yet.

——Why, it’s not over yet?

The events that have not happened so far, the so-called "future", actually appeared in black and white in the script in advance.

The latest developments about what "Yuan Qianmu" did stopped at this passage:

[On the first day I took Miyano Shiho home, Miyano Shiho fell ill. "Minato Chiho" didn't go to the research institute that day, but stayed by Miyano Shiho's side all night. According to the memories from long ago, he made the little girl A bowl of pear soup with rock sugar. 】

……

"...Qianmu? Really, you've been soaking in the hot spring for too long, and you're starting to feel dizzy, hot and uncomfortable. Don't wait for the scene, I'll get you a bath towel."

Toru Amuro only knew that when Qianmu continued to speak, he seemed to be dizzy in hot water, and gradually became silent. At the end, he stared straight at the dark water surface, did not raise his head for a long time, and did not know what he was thinking.

"Still arguing that you're not drunk...don't drink if you can't drink, idiot."

The blond-haired young man stood up amidst the sound of splashing water, and just complained, the corpse not far in front... No, the man who fell asleep finally let out a very unconscious murmur.

"Qian...Mu..."

"I believe……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang had a dream that seemed long and short.

He dreamed that a friend he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly appeared in front of him, and told him with a smile that after hesitating for a long time, he still decided to give him a surprise gift.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was very happy, saying that it would be a surprise for everyone to meet again, and what more gifts do they need.

But the friend shook his head, shaking his head slowly, saying that it was an extremely expensive gift carefully prepared by him, and if he missed it once, there would be no next time, and before he regretted it, the recipient quickly shut up and accepted it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought to himself, how could Qianmu in his dream be so fierce... Well, he smiled and said it's okay, since that's the case, he accepted it gratefully, but does anyone else have a share?If other people know that they don't have their share, Jinping and Zero will definitely be angry, and Kenji will think about your partiality, and the monitor probably won't say anything, but he will also be a little unhappy.

The friend suddenly pressed his forehead, and replied with a tired heart, Yan Er has already got it, and everyone else probably has it, except for Jiang Guling.

'Why?Why?Zero is so pitiful, he is about to cry viciously. '

'Cause he's an annoyingly lucky guy who deserves not to have his share, come on, cut the crap, presents. '

Zhu Fu Jingguang agreed, so his friend took out a gun.

'Ah...is the gift a gun or bullets? '

' is death. '

For whom are my friend's red eyes grieving?Who are you still mourning for?

Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered for a long time, and asked if he was going to die soon, and that's why his friend chose to see him off.

For example, the identity of the undercover agent was exposed, the top management of the organization cleared it up, and had to die for the sake of more people's lives...

'Do not. '

friend said.

'I send you death in advance to offset your unfortunate fate.The black suit and the white rose on the chest are a return gift to myself. '

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't understand this sentence.

But he heard the last few words from his friend's mouth clearly.

'Do you believe me, Zhu Fu Jingguang. '

'Of course I do, but!Qianmu, you—"

'Just asking, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I have made a unilateral decision, and the result has nothing to do with your personal wishes. '

When the gunshot rang out, the white rose turned into a red rose, blooming in the heart of a person, not Zhu Fujingguang.

"—Relax, get out of this world, Zhu Fu Jingguang."

As if someone really whispered to him like this.

It took Zhu Fu Jingguang a while to get out of the nightmare.

He felt that his whole body was too cold, but he could only feel a little warmth under his feet, maybe that was the direction of the world, so he struggled hard towards that side.

He wanted to go back quickly to stop his friend who didn't know what to do, yes, he didn't know what that person was going to do, but...it had to be stopped!

"... Whoa!"

Finally breaking through the nightmare, Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up abruptly, subconsciously looking for the figure with his vigilant eyes.

He saw it.

At the same moment when he woke up, the red-haired young man who was about to bury his face in the water raised his head, and his light eyes crossed over.

"thousand--"

"bath towel."

"……Um?"

"Yes, towels."

"...Uh, Amuro?"

"The first word you said was exposed. Is it useful to change your words now? The final exam of the surprise inspection was completely-failed, Qianmu, let Jing go back to the furnace and rebuild."

"Well, go get the bath towel before going back to the furnace and rebuilding."

"Oh yes, please Jing, if you can move, go back to the room and help us get the two thickest bath towels, and it would be best to bring the pajamas."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "...???"

Resurrected from the dead—no, to be precise, the disqualified undercover agent who didn't know what state he was in fell into deep thought.

"So, I didn't get shot..."

"Of course I hit it, but I was lucky not to die."

"Yes, this guy frightened you."

"I'm sorry, but you were the one who was mainly scaring me. Hehehe, your expression at that time...was very interesting, Toru Amuro."

"... Yuan Qianmu!!!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Ah, this."

Still confused.

But judging from Ling Neng's unscrupulous yelling of "Yuan Qianmu", the surrounding environment should be safe, and there is no need to worry about being discovered by the doctor and Zhu Xing... No, wait, Zhu Xing is gone, doctor, doctor is Qianmu? ? ?

The amount of information is not usually large, but wait...

"I want to ask, you two...why are you soaking in the pool?"

"..."

"Accidentally, I fell in."

"Ah, so, let me ask again... you two, won't you take a leisurely soak in the hot spring while waiting for me to wake up so I can get you bath towels?"

"........."

"I don't understand most of the things, but I understand this one." Zhu Fu Jingguang touched his face, which was colder than ice, and moved his cervical spine that had been stiff after lying down for too long.

humming, humming.

He moved his wrists and ankles again, and with a slight movement, all the bones in his body rang.

"You two bastards - don't you have the slightest respect for your friend's dead body!"

"Hahahahaha, but we all know that you are not a corpse, don't get me wrong, because Qianmu said that you will wake up soon, who knows that you have slept for so long, and the wind is really cold tonight... Hey! Hey hey What are you doing, no one is going to get the bath towel, don't jump down!"

Whoa!

The sound of water reappeared, and an angry man voluntarily jumped into the hot spring pool, started repairing and laughed out loud, even daring to speak out confidently.

"It's wrong to patronize me, can you look at the red hair next to him, he is the bastard who fooled us around!"

"But what should I do if I just want to beat you up? You have made trouble for me these few days when you pretended not to know each other. Damn Zero!"

Make a fuss.

As long as there is a group of protagonists, it will become this unsurprising development.

When everyone felt that Qian Mujing was leaning on the side, splashed all over his face, thinking of nothing but disgusting them, Qian Mu was thinking:

——Another person jumps in without taking off his clothes, and the water gets dirtier, so no one minds?

——Just heard him say that the neighborhood is safe, and they broke up in a completely unceremonious manner. I'm really not afraid that he is lying casually. Is there someone nearby who is actually ready to kill them all?

——The reason why he appeared here, the reason why he pretended to be a doctor, have not revealed a word, they don't care, don't worry, don't doubt it?

……never mind.

It was really too long in the hot spring, which disturbed his train of thought.

He doesn't care what they think, what they want to think is their business.All the decisions he makes are always centered on himself and will not change.

"Have you played enough? Listen to me when you have played enough."

Qian Mu closed his eyes briefly, resisting the urge to press on his throbbing temple.

The look in the eyes of the young man who slowly told the "truth" was obscured by the looming mist.

"Like you, I am an undercover agent who accepted the mission to sneak into the black organization. We belong to different departments, so we didn't know each other's existence before that."

"At present, I have entered a secret research institute of the Black Organization as a code member. For my own safety, the real Dr. Alex asked the newly joined me to act outside as him and complete the decoy task for him. .”

"Before I tell you the details of this mission, I want to say one more important thing."

"Zhu Fujingguang...Your lurking cannot go on any longer. Because, before you know it, you have already been exposed."

"Leaving aside the flaws you showed when you went undercover, the important thing is—as far as I know, a high-level organization suspects your identity. Although it is not certain, it is also very dangerous. If she is allowed to investigate, Zero and I will both likely to be discovered."

"So - immediately leave the organization and return to the Ministry of Public Security."

When the words came to an end, Qian Mu heard the sonorous file of the axle jamming again.

The gigantic gear rattled off track, and besides the chain that locked his left wrist, another chain extended from the corner of the gear and wrapped around his neck, dragging him faster and more indifferently into the unknown The direction, every dragging step, is plundering his breath, bringing the feeling of dying.

There seemed to be an inextricable collar around his neck.

This is an unacceptable shame.

So, will it be a declaration that his life and destiny are being manipulated?

……

Suddenly, the red-haired young man got up covered with the water curtain that slipped from his shoulders, and stepped out of the hot spring pool with his legs raised, Toru and Amuro didn't even have time to stop him.

Not long ago, people who were still talking about being afraid of getting sick by the wind, why did they suddenly change their sex?

"Hey, it's cold."

what happened.

He was clearly right in front of his eyes, but he always felt that there was a distance between them, as if they had been interrupted countless times so far, and they still couldn't find a chance to ask about the scar on his heart.

This untouchable feeling - as if when he was about to catch him, he just turned his head back and took a look without knowing the emotion.

Without giving any response, he quickened his pace and walked to a more distant place.

Qian Mu did turn his head back, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"It's nothing, I just feel that if we stay any longer, the water will be cold, so let's go in and talk."

Whether it is fate, script, or anyone, he is not qualified to put a collar on him.

He walked forward on his own, without waiting for anyone to follow.