Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

"...Is there still no one from his family to pick it up?"

"Yes, because the police did not leave any contact information of relatives... After the situation was reported, the minister tried to contact his relatives. He only said that there was nothing important in the relics, and the pension and family members There is no need for condolences, just let us handle it ourselves."

"..."

"After all, it is a relic of a hero, and it is impossible to dispose of it at will, so I contacted the Zhufu police department and you came here... You are the contact person of Yuan Jingshi when he was undercover. It should be the most appropriate to hand it over to you."

"...Well, yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, please...give me the things."

Zhu Fu Jingguang slowly left the Metropolitan Police Department building with a small cardboard box in his arms.

When entering the crowd on the street, the black-haired man habitually pulled up his hood to cover his inconvenient face.

But in fact, even if he walked directly in front of the person from the black organization without any cover-up, the other party might not recognize him.

Because there are so many emaciated men, it almost seems like a different person.

The cat's eyes on the man's upper face were smudged to almost gray, and the large black spots under his eyes meant that he hadn't had a good rest and sleep for a long time, and even his slow steps seemed a bit vain.

Zhu Fu Jingguang also knew that his condition was very bad, so bad that his superiors saw that it was wrong, so he was forced to arrange a vacation for him, and he did not come to work during this period.

Although he himself wanted to be more active in his work, he couldn't do anything after receiving the order, so he stayed at home for several days.

It is also guarding at home, but this time, it is completely opposite to the state when I was anxiously waiting for contact.

Zhu Fu Jingguang could only sit at home in a daze, and then had the same nightmare every night.

The nightmare of the tragic death of the parents was replaced by a new one.

The person who died tragically in his dream was not someone else, but himself.

The location was a certain rooftop in the dark night, he took advantage of another man who seemed to be trying to stop him, and shot himself in the heart.

No one is not afraid of death, let alone the death of "self".

Zhu Fu Jingguang was rightfully terrified of this scene, and it would last from the dream to waking up.

However, when he was in a trance and his perspective changed to the "self" who committed suicide in his dream, his fear suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that he shot and smashed not only his own heart, but also the mobile phone that stored important contact information.

Then it doesn't matter, he is willing to die for righteousness and for the lives of more people.

As long as I think of the light that I guarded, even if my life has to end with regret, then——

'idiot. '

'...It's so familiar, why does it feel like I was scolded like this not long ago...'

'I scolded you, do you have an opinion? '

'Don't dare, dare not, how dare I dare. '

After replying subconsciously and helplessly, he suddenly let out a "huh" after being shot in the heart, and was shocked to find that he had come back to life.

He pressed the bullet hole in his chest that was still bleeding, and raised his head in disbelief. The man who was vaguely about the age of Zhu Xing disappeared at some point, and the red-haired friend wearing a white trench coat appeared in front of Yoyo. .

With his usual arrogance, his friend looked at him who had come back from the dead with disgust.

'How does it feel to be a corpse? '

'... a little serene, to be honest. He honestly described being a corpse for only a few seconds, "After closing his eyes, he almost wanted to fall asleep like this." '

'Then go on in peace. The friend seemed to be annoyed by his description, and turned around with a sneer.

'Wait - wait ah hello!I'm just kidding! '

Knowing that he said something wrong, he wanted to raise his hand to stop him, but found that his body could not move for some reason, so he paralyzed on the ground and anxiously explained.

'When you have to die, it's best to feel at ease...but I definitely don't want to die, who wants to die!If I die, you guys must be so sad. '

'Hasn't it been more than three years since everyone got together last time? At that time, we made an appointment and had to find some time to get together again. The squad leader especially emphasized that there must be no one less, right?I always remember this agreement, how could I break the appointment first. '

The footsteps of friends leaving stopped.

'It's been a long time... Can you guarantee that if you survive this time, you will never die without authorization in the future? '

'Sorry, I can't promise. '

'...is that the essence of a fool? '

Then I heard the murmur that seemed to be struggling, was it an unrelated association in the dream?

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know, even though he had listened to it too many times in a blur, he wasn't sure if it was his imagination or his friend's real thoughts passed on.

'Even if he is saved once, he may die a second time in an unknown place, and no one can stop him at that time. '

'You... can you really live until that day?Is my choice, the price I endured, really worth it? '

……Can't understand.

But he can feel the pain of his friends, and it seems to be closely related to him and other friends.

'What I'm trying to say is - it's good to be alive and to see you all again.As long as there is still a sliver of strength, I will work hard to get up and persist until the day I can fulfill the agreement with you. '

'Don't underestimate us, Yuan Qianmu, I'm not the only one who remembers that agreement, everyone will do their best on their own paths, and they won't die so easily when their wishes are fulfilled. '

'However, shouldn't you also remember the same agreement as us? '

Each is for the next reunion.

No matter where you are, you must work hard to live, the more exciting your life, the better——

'...You guy, you are the one who dodges the most, you are the one who alerts you the fastest, and you are the one who is most afraid of danger. In the end, why are you the one who missed the appointment without authorization? '

'Didn't you say that everything is fine and I don't need to worry about it, and even if something happens, the low-key researchers won't be involved? '

'Didn't you say that blowing up to death is too painful, even if you want to try, you wouldn't choose this way? '

'...Hey, Yuanqianmu, explain it to me carefully, from the beginning! '

The conversation in the dream seemed to turn the tide. The resurrected person couldn’t hide his pain, and his emotions fluctuated violently—until he broke through a critical point of vulnerability, and the accusation-like grief and anger collapsed like a tide, turning into a puddle of silence in the bottom of his heart. Still water.

'The moment I was closest to death was when I was shot by you and fell into suspended animation for 10 minutes.At that time, I also had a dream that was very similar to now. '

'It seems to be an unbelievable conjecture... But, is your death related to me? '

'…………'

The friend was too silent, and didn't even pause like this. No matter whether the owner of the dream called out angrily or in a panic, he didn't look back.

——Until it disappeared into the sky filled with grand fireworks.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about this dream repeatedly.

Some people say that dreams are a projection of reality, but they are not equal to reality, especially those absurd and illogical contents.

Zhu Fu Jingguang naturally believed in science, but the content of his dream was indeed absurd: How could Yuan Qianmu's death be related to him?How could he come back from the dead, and raised his hand to touch his bloody chest?

The weird idea of ​​"one life for one life" is even more inexplicable. If I have to say it-should it be "one life for several lives"?

The rationality that was barely still working came forward to detain Zhu Fu Jingguang's imaginary that was obviously caused by excessive grief and inability to distinguish between reality and illusion, and finally brought him back to reality.

The reality is, even without those messy magical factors, Yuan Qianmu's death is indeed related to him.

He is his best friend, and also the safety rope that connects him with the light, but the safety rope returns safely to the sun by itself, indulging in ease, without even noticing that the connection between them is broken.

Yuan Qianmu is not a god, he doesn't know how to predict the future, he just walked too fast, rushed ahead of everyone, and blocked all possible dangers for them.

Yuan Qianmu, who was walking in the front, left first, but no one claimed his belongings.

Ling who is still organizing an undercover agent cannot go, and the squad leader who only knows "Ketor" on the surface cannot go, and only Zhu Fu Jingguang can go to collect the relics on his behalf.

The original joke became a reality, and Zhu Fu Jingguang actually received the pension from his friend.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know what kind of mentality he had, so he opened the passbook and took a look.

It was a very generous amount, and every undercover agent had such a share when he died. If the victim had a family, he would add a settling allowance to it.

Yuan Qianmu is not married, and the family who left early seems to have no immediate family members, so there is no settling allowance.

"His family over there also looked down on this little money, no wonder they left it like this... What's the matter, is this the warmth and warmth of the big family? I thought he, the young master, was living well at home."

Zhu Fu Jingguang suppressed his dissatisfaction with Gao Gao Shangyuan's family, and returned to the residence with the cardboard box.

Putting the cardboard box on the table, he poured himself a glass of water, took the water glass around the house twice, and cleaned it again, as if he had to find something to divert his attention first, so that he could sort out his mood and face the relic with a normal state status.

Finally, he sat cross-legged in front of the table and opened the lid of the carton.

The three sides of this cardboard box are no more than 20 centimeters long, which shows that there are not many things inside.

The first thing Zhu Fujingguang got was a condolence letter solemnly written by the Metropolitan Police Department to his family members. In addition to the most basic expressions, there was a sentence in it, Yuan Qianmu Police Department made great contributions to society and the country during his lifetime, especially Posthumously posthumously posthumously...

Yuan Qianmu was in the police department before his death, needless to say, and he was also the fastest promoted in his class.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was promoted to the police department not long ago, and he was still thinking that he had caught up with half a foot, but the next second he was left behind by his friends.

If he wants to be promoted to the police, he will have to work hard for several years at the earliest-but at that time, there is nothing to be happy about catching up.

Putting the condolence letter and the police badge that Yuan Qianmu had never worn aside, Zhu Fu Jingguang took out the next relic.

It turned out to be a very high-end looking box, still brand new and unopened.

"What is this... ah, sunglasses?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned the box over and saw the trademark on the back, which was an unfamiliar brand. He simply searched the Internet, but he was shocked.

This turned out to be a luxury brand, and this pair of sunglasses with the most ordinary style can still cover his two months' salary. If it is the best model, the price tag on the tag is even sky-high.

"...I seem to guess, who is this gift for?"

When it comes to sunglasses, who else can it be except Zhen Ping.

It’s a bit funny to say, the bomb disposal expert Officer Matsuda wore sunglasses as soon as he graduated. Yuan Qianmu was quite disgusted with his handsome behavior, and even put on sunglasses, ah no, it’s because he hated Officer Matsuda Choose the taste of sunglasses.

Officer Matsuda also had a lot of dislike for him, so he must be unconvinced.

——That's why he chose a pair of sunglasses himself because of someone's dissatisfaction with the cure.

The corners of Zhu Fu Jingguang's mouth hooked subconsciously, and I don't know if the depression in his heart has faded because of it.

Although he didn't know what happened to the gift and it didn't go out, and it was miserably treated as a relic like this, but he definitely couldn't help Zhenping unpack it first, so he put the box aside first, and then looked at the next one...

"........."

"No more."

This is the total of Yuan Qianmu's relics.

Can this be called a "relic"?Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to say.

Obviously... there is nothing that really belongs to that person.

Oh, remembered.

From the remnants of "Ketor"'s research institute, some unburned personal belongings were indeed found. These shapeless fragments were all put into the empty clothes tomb of "Alfonso Ketor". Here, after all, his death method is to have no bones left.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's sluggish eyes stopped on the few pieces of paper, the small police badge, a passbook and a gift in front of him.

He roughly understood what he was going to do.

The passbook and sympathy letter can't be left with him, he's going to inquire about Yuan's family, and contact there once.

It seems that Yuan Qianmu's immediate family is gone, but there should be other relatives, and the passbook must be sent over. If they still don't want this condolence letter representing a person's sacrifice and dedication, he will keep it himself.

Then I have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow to hand over the gift to Zhenping.

Although I really want to ask Zhen Ping about the situation at the time of the incident... No, at least I can’t ask now. The most painful thing at this moment is not them, but the person who was there at the time and witnessed the death of his friend.

By the way, there is still one day off tomorrow after tomorrow, and he can finally go to the cemetery. It has been a month, and there should not be many people who will insist on going there to pay homage...

All right.In fact, on the day of the funeral, he went, and Zero also went.

The two people who were in disguise were separated by a long distance, and the dark crowd in the cemetery was almost all colleagues from the police station, and all the policemen who had dealt with the "Ketor" consultant came.

White bouquets were placed in front of the tombstone, but Zhu Fu Jingguang looked from a distance and only saw a stele with words engraved on it.

There are no photos on the tombstone, and there is no sleeping person under the tombstone. There are only empty sacrifices.

The news broadcast on the day of the bombing with the photos of the dead died quietly faded the next day for some reason, and the photos posted on the Internet were also cleared overnight, except for those who had read the news and left impressions on the day, except those who Except for those who knew him and remembered him firmly, no one else would know what the man who was killed on the Ferris wheel looked like.

Gathered here, that is, the group of people behind.

The consultant "Ketor" seems to be able to talk to everyone. Although he doesn't have any old friends, he still has some acquaintances who can chat.

Therefore, there are three "friends who are still familiar with the consultant", who can barely replace the role of relatives and friends, and have been staying in front of the tombstone.

Kenji Hagiwara, who is usually the most active, just stood there blankly facing the tombstone at the end of the day, occasionally wriggling his lips and uttering some murmurs that others could not hear.

Matsuda Jinpei was more silent than him.

This man was wearing the same black suit as the others, but he seemed to be crushed by the thin fabric except his heart of hatred. His curly hair was messy and he was almost devastated.

Zhu Fu Jingguang is the person who can understand Matsuda Jinpei best.

To die by oneself and to die by someone else in one's place are two completely different things.

Although no one will blame him, the bomber who caused Yuan Qianmu's death has nothing to do with Matsuda Jinpei who was in charge of dismantling the bomb, so he doesn't have to blame himself too much...

However, the person who comforted him like this did not know that the idiot who died on his behalf was his important friend.

The six of them are all in a relationship that can sacrifice for each other without hesitation, but none of them is willing to let others sacrifice for themselves.

Date Hang squatted down from time to time, arranging the bouquet of flowers blown by the wind in front of the tombstone.

When an unexpected person came to the funeral, Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji couldn't count on it, so he came to say hello.

Both Zhu Fu Jingguang and Jiang Gu Ling saw it, and the unexpected person who chatted with the class monitor for a few words was Mr. Fujiwara.

Teacher Fujiwara was their deputy class teacher when they were in the police academy. After they graduated, he was also transferred back to his original position, and he disappeared for a few years after that.

It is not surprising that he will appear here, thinking about it, it may be that he happened to meet "Ketor" in one of the cases...

Moreover, he was also an elder who cared sincerely for "Yuan Qianmu", far more than those "relatives" who were clearly related by blood but did not appear at the funeral.

While Zhu Fu Jingguang was guessing in a daze, there was a sudden commotion in front of him, and the crowds were crowded. It seemed that someone hurriedly stood in the middle to stop someone, and someone anxiously helped the fallen person up.

No one expected that Mr. Fujiwara came to the tombstone and made an unexpected move.

Matsuda Jinhei bumped into the tombstone with his back, and the white flowers that Itako had managed to arrange were smashed by him, making a mess again.

"Ms. Fujiwara... wait..."

"Xiao Zhenping..."

"........."

Itahang stopped in the middle and wanted to persuade him, but knowing how much Fujiwara-sensei cared for Yuan Qianmu, it was hard for him to speak.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't respond, and if Fujiwara-sensei wanted to punch him again, he wouldn't dodge.

However, Fujiwara-sensei never looked at him again.

This skinny man who always had a smile in his impression had only an indifferent look on his face, and there was no radiance in his eyes.

He didn't seem to care about the impact on the tombstone of the deceased when he did it himself. He came here on purpose, as if he just wanted to take a look at it and teach Matsuda Jinhei a merciless lesson.

After the lesson, Mr. Fujiwara turned and left.

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't ignore the back of the teacher walking away quickly.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling that Mr. Fujiwara seemed to know something.

He knows more than they do.

Because, from the shadow of his departure, what is dragged out is not only deep grief, but also something deeper and more unspeakable.

I can't miss this momentary intuition, and when I find an opportunity in the future, I must, I must ask him...

"..."

"--boom!"

With clenched fists, he hammered heavily on the table.

The man lowered his head at some point, his desolate and lonely back remained motionless for a long time, fighting against self-blame and regret until the setting sun tilted, and the night drove away the day again.

……

"...The ace of the FBI, Shuichi Akai, sneaked into the country four years ago under the identity of 'Zhu Xingda'. During the pursuit of the perverted murderer 'Viper', he became acquainted with the special police expert 'Alfonso Ketor', Then, through the recommendation of 'Ketor', he successfully joined the organization."

"Two years ago, as 'Rye', I had contact with the researcher 'Ketor' who was in charge of organizing an important research project for a year. After gaining the latter's trust, I successfully obtained the secret information. There is a close connection."

"Finally, one and a half months ago, I set a trap to try to catch Gin but failed, and fled back to the United States with the stolen information. Four days later, 'Ketor' took the initiative to board the Ferris wheel with the bomb and died as a police adviser..."

Toru Amuro recited the information he had sorted out, as if talking to himself.

In front of him was a messy desktop, except for the useless information that was put down casually, the empty coffee cans stood up or fell down, and several empty cans had already rolled to the ground, and no one bent down to pick them up.

If Zhu Fu Jingguang were here, he would be able to use his already haggard face to look at Fa Xiao, who had a more terrifying expression than himself, and be relatively speechless.

Although staying up all night was much more than the scenery, the blue and black under Toru Amuro's eyes was not obvious, what was really scary was the eyes he stared at the detailed information tightly held in his hand.

"Shuichi Akai."

"FBI...Chi Jing Xiu Yi."

Just like a wolf locked on an enemy that must be torn apart, the gray-blue pupils, nicknamed by friends as the "children's deceitful marker", are dimmed. If you want to see his state of mind at the moment, you must immerse your whole body into the dangerous black sea.

Toru Amuro didn't care if Akai Shuichi was undercover or not.

Oh, under normal circumstances, I might be a little concerned. An American FBI came to the island country swaggeringly. He was so skillful in disguising his identity that he actually managed to hang around safely for several years. It was like slapping the police in the face.

But here, he doesn't care at all.

An enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend. Even if they are both undercover agents, if they meet in the same mission that needs to be the first, in order to improve their status faster and obtain more valuable information, the undercover agent and the undercover agent will step on each other's corpse to get to the top. .

Take the previous escort mission as an example, if the "doctor" is not Qianmu, but a real doctor wants to watch a scene where the guards fight for food, he will try his best to keep the scene, but when he shoots Akai Shuichi, There will be absolutely no hesitation.

Undoubtedly, Akai Shuichi will make the same choice.

Undercover agents are such a sad existence. When they have to attack teammates with feelings, they will hesitate and struggle in their hearts, but when the guns are exposed, they will not consider the so-called "position" at all.

If Toru Amuro hadn't competed against Akai Shuichi and was ruthlessly killed by the other party as a stepping stone, then he was not as strong as others, and he wouldn't hate him enough to eat his flesh raw.

But Akai Shuichi and Yuan Qianmu are not in this relationship.

From the narration heard by Jing Zai Qianmu, from the clues he found through searching desperately... All the information shows one thing!

The two men, if not friends, formed an alliance of mutual trust.

Where did the core secrets stolen by Akai Shuichi come from? Didn't Yuan Qianmu, who happened to be an undercover agent, secretly let him get it so easily?

Jing also mentioned that when Qianmu was unable to go out in the secret research institute, Akai Shuichi was his assistant in charge of taking care of him, and Qianmu also took the trouble to teach him how to cook, but Akai Shuichi was a kitchen killer who had no use for anything but cooking soup.

Yuan Qianmu's friends all know that that guy is a troublesome person, if he can take the initiative to talk to you, it means that he cares about you a little bit, and if he can mention it a little bit more, it means that he is enough for this person I care—it can be said bluntly, that is how they experienced it back then.

Thinking about it this way, there are all indications that:

It is not an "alliance" in which interests are exchanged.

Yuan Qianmu regards Akai Shuichi as a true friend.

Toru Amuro himself has a say in how difficult it is to achieve this "achievement".

He was sure he had no reason to deny it.

Akai Shuichi must also regard Yuan Qianmu as a true friend.

People who have gained Yuan Qianmu's trust must at least have a decent character, and they may be able to chat with their group... a little bit.

If a friend insists on introducing a friend of a friend to him, let’s get along well together, Toru Amuro, no, Ling Gu, pinch his nose and distort his face, and he’ll recognize it. Let’s face it, he’ll be able to make trouble for himself frequently. "Zhu Xingda" has a little good face.

--but.

Amuro Toru couldn't understand what Akai Shuichi was thinking.

Why did he suddenly defect with secrets?

Why did he leave his researcher friend who had a close relationship with him and involved important secrets in the organization?

Toru Amuro hated that Akai Shuichi was not in front of him.

He wanted to punch that damn FBI in the face and smash all that chilling indifference!

Before killing the guy, he wanted to grab his neck and ask angrily: What the hell is going on in your fucking mind?What are you in a hurry for? If Gin was so easy to deal with, the organization in black would have collapsed long ago, and you can die for the maximum benefit, why...incriminate others? !

At this moment, Toru Amuro realized how cruel Akai Shuichi was.

He can put all his eggs in one basket for his own benefit, and no matter what the outcome of the gamble is, he can escape in a very chic way.

It is more hateful than the indifferent killing that can be explained by "position" after putting on a mask.

This man can leave his "friend" who treats him sincerely, as if that person is just a tool that is useless after use.

Could it be that Akai Shuichi couldn't have imagined the consequences Yuan Qianmu might face after he defected?

how is this possible.

He must have imagined that Yuan Qianmu would be implicated by him, and would be marked with suspicion by the vicious and suspicious Gin.

But he did it anyway.

Toru Amuro couldn't count how many times he questioned the stern FBI in the fantasy of hatred.

At the end of the questioning, the emotion in the voice did not diminish, and it seemed to be constantly changing.

Whether it's anger or disgust.

The only thing the blond youth really wanted to ask was that sentence.

--do you know……

——That idiot who was used by you and forced to die by the organization...

That Yuan Qianmu who always had a cold face at first.

That Yuan Qianmu who was always smiling afterwards.

That elusive Yuanqianmu like a wild cat.

——He is my most important... friend!

When he lowered his head amidst the fading voice, he must have had an expression on his face that was about to cry.

The 26-year-old Furutani Rei, the loneliest time is before meeting Kei.

In the years when he met Jing, but he hadn't met those five people, he was no longer alone, but he was still squeezed out for one reason or another. He was tempered with his own pride, but he still had some lonely.

Fortunately, soon came the least lonely year of his life.

Thanks to the idiot Matsuda for sacrificing his ego to find fault with passers-by, thanks to himself and Jing for meeting the injustice at the gate of the police academy, and thanks to Kenji and the squad leader for rushing to fight in time, making the already chaotic scene even more chaotic, so that the speed of the incident caused trouble. Annoy the passerby who is being picked on.

The sickly passer-by was reluctant to talk to them at first, but it was because of this or that—he himself might feel bored, but they felt that fate was really a wonderful reason, and they were forced to become more and more familiar with them, and in the end inseparable.

From then on, Fugu Ling also felt that he was really lucky.

Unlucky enough to meet five awesome brothers at the same time?

At the end of a short year, Furutani Rei became Amuro Toru.

Toru Amuro thought that the next few years would be the loneliest years in his life.

But it didn't.

Later, when he found out that Jing Ye had sneaked into the organization as an undercover agent, he was taken aback, and when he found out that Yuan Qianmu was also there, he was even more frightened—just kidding, he thought Jing was shot and killed by someone, Even if his heart didn't stop beating on the spot, his mental quality is excellent.

The poor Jing was exposed too quickly, and he could only leave amidst the laughter of the two. There were only two people left in the dark place, and they couldn't see each other often.

Toru Amuro still didn't feel lonely.

Because Yuanqianmu is too good at teasing people, he can make countless "surprises" quietly, and the unlucky ones who are targeted are usually Toru Amuro, which makes Toru Amuro wonder whether he can "offend" just by breathing "To him?

Forget it, just tease me, Idiot friends are under too much research pressure, and after playing enough, the results are all good.

Toru Amuro also remembered that movie theater adventure where everyone except Yuan Qianmu was frightened.

The few of them reunited in the small theater and watched a movie lively.

Toru Amuro rewatched that movie dozens of times later, just like Yuan Qianmu taught him, use happy memories to dilute the accumulated negative emotions. That song that Qian Mu couldn't even learn.

When playing the music more skillfully and beautifully, the blond young man was probably a little proud in his heart, as if he was showing off to someone in the distance who didn't know: Someone laughed at me for singing out of tune in KTV, out of tune, even the simplest tune You who can't play the tune are not much better than me!

He took these "hobbies" that others could not see the problem when they ran into them, and regarded them as the bond between himself and his friends.

He is not alone in the darkness, so he feels at ease.

He believes that even if he can't meet, that cunning and smart guy will definitely be able to sneak around in a corner cunningly, and will never put himself in danger.

After all, he is not bad at all, the lazy cat who is more prepared than him, does not need to worry about others, and knows where to go to bask in the sun.

——True Amuro believed so firmly until he saw the fleeting photo of his death.

Akai Shuichi became Toru Amuro's most hated enemy.

But before taking revenge, he had to turn off the surveillance video that had been played countless times in a loop, and temporarily store the last video left on the day his friend died in the memory of "Jiangu Ling".

Amuro put on a mask and pushed the door out. From this moment, he was Bourbon.

Recently, a full-fledged member worthy of attention suddenly appeared.

Code-named "Sherry", whose real name is hidden, the 14-year-old genius girl became the head of the research department on the first day she got the code-name.

Amuro Toru roughly guessed her identity.

Jing mentioned that when Qianmu was in charge of secret research, besides Akai Shuichi, he also had a very young assistant by his side.

The girl, Miyano Shiho, was 12 at the time, just the right age.

Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, he has found a breakthrough in the follow-up investigation.

That girl must have the information he needs most.

……

"Wait a minute, Matsuda! I've been asked to pass this on to you."

"……what is this?"

"I don't know, the person who asked me is very unfamiliar, maybe it's from another department. He just said, this is a gift that someone is going to give you. I don't know why it didn't send it out. In his hand, he sent it to you intact."

"..."

For more than a month, the man who has been wearing a black suit froze inexplicably and did not move for a long time.

And when the person who helped to deliver it thought it was the wrong person, and was about to put down his hand in doubt, he suddenly moved, took the "gift" in his hand, thanked him, and immediately walked out.

Walking out of the Metropolitan Police Department building, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly stopped in a hurry.

As if subconsciously, he raised his head and looked at the sky in the direction of the Ferris wheel, obviously gnashing his teeth, but his eyes were full of pain.

He took out his mobile phone, typed a few paragraphs with super fast hand speed, and pressed the send button as if venting—sent successfully.

Recipients are people who are destined not to reply.

【This is what you said at the time. You suddenly didn’t want to give it away, so you just threw it somewhere. Whether you can get it depends on fate——"gift"? 】

[You still talk about dating, Sato, who searched the first department, is very good... Yuan Qianmu, when did you become such a gossip? 】

【Haha, I'm going to search the first department, but not for the sake of romance. 】

【I will definitely avenge you. 】

【—Damn, who wants to say such a thing!If you have the ability, come back to me! ! ! 】