Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Qian Mu didn't resist, and accepted the kidnapping very cooperatively, mainly because of the name that the other party called out.

Undoubtedly, it was a face that could not be found in memory.

There is a high probability that it is not the other party's fault. This pale and erratic face, not more than 35 years old, seems to have just left the supernatural film set, and it is still recognizable to a certain extent.

It wasn't his fault that he had a bad memory, so Qian Mu didn't feel guilty.

"Alfonso...K TOL!!!"

From bewilderment to shock to excitement like falling from the sky, the pale man who grabbed him changed colors one after another. His eyes were dull one second, and he seemed to be born again in the next second. He was more happy than seeing his relatives who had been missing for many years.

"...It's you! You are still alive!!!"

"..."

Qian Mu spent a few seconds thinking about how many people can call him "Ketor" in an ecstatic tone.

Not including those guys, because they would definitely prefer to yell "Won Qianmu, you bastard bastard" with distorted faces, and rush to beat him up immediately .

It is possible that the policemen who had been friendly with him when they were consultants, but this man with some abnormal mentality was obviously not a policeman.

"Excuse me, may I ask, did you admit the wrong person?" Qian Mu said.

The other party's eyeballs, like shriveled nuts, did not turn away, and the gray eyes locked on the white face of the red-haired man, and soon he showed a slightly crazy smile: "Stop pretending, Counselor Ketor, I am the world's most People who know you."

"Let's go, you should fulfill our original agreement and go to the place I chose as a guest. I know you can see it, so don't move... Hehe, destiny, isn't this destiny!"

There was a dark and cold shadow in the other party's loose and fat cuffs.

It's not just a knife that can only pretend to scare people. From the moment Qian Mu appeared at the entrance of the Internet cafe, the muzzle of the gun in his sleeve has been pointing at him.

The pale man held onto Qianmu tightly with only one hand, and kept a distance from him in other parts.

The man didn't hide that his nerves were more fragile than a spider's web. Even if Qianmu moved his finger or lifted his foot slightly, he would shoot in the street without hesitation.

"...It seems that no matter what I say, it will have no effect. Well, I promise to cooperate."

Qian Mu expressed the helplessness of being hijacked for no reason, but he wondered in his heart that this gentleman's feelings for him...was a bit complicated.

Anger and resentment are deeper than the sea, but there are several layers of ambivalence like admiration and persistence buried in the bottom of the sea. How to say, love and hate are intertwined?

He tried his best to recall the second time, but he still couldn't remember the name of this passer-by. After expressing his regret silently, he unexpectedly became a little curious.

Just in time to watch the protagonist No. [-] slam into the south wall and get tired of watching it. Going for a drive and reminiscing about the past is not bad.

——Besides, you can also take advantage of the opportunity to join a surprise project.

Qian Mu pretended that Agu hadn't informed him half an hour ago, and told him that an acquaintance was hiding in the dark and spying on the Internet cafe, as if ready to take action.

He didn't know anything, he was just an ordinary Internet cafe owner who was weak and not good at force, so it was normal for him to be kidnapped easily.

The pale man's ability to clean up the traces is excellent, and he looks like a skilled criminal who can play the police around. Just like the provocation he showed with his actions, it is difficult for the police to find his tail when he is a few hours late. Incomparable.

At this time, the challenge letter hadn't been sent to the Metropolitan Police Department, and the pale man was feeling relaxed and complacent. He never expected that his game had been exposed from the very beginning.

Because he was unlucky.

At the same time when "Ketor" was held hostage and left, in the residential building across the street that seemed to have no change, there just happened to be a person who paused for a moment, retracted the hand that almost smashed the window with a slap, and his face was terribly gloomy, as if he was about to die right now. To rush down and kill.

Zhu Fu Jingguang squatted here more than half an hour ago.

Although he was very excited when he got the important clue from Matsuda Jinpei, he really wanted to go straight to the Internet cafe to pull out the red-haired and red-eyed man, no matter if he went to the hospital for a physical examination and then a DNA test—but he was only thinking about it , the reality is impossible.

The road to verify the real body with scientific and technological means was blocked at the beginning. Yuan Qianmu died in the explosion, and the research institute where he lived was also destroyed by the explosion, leaving no DNA for verification, and he was used to wearing gloves He didn't leave any fingerprints anywhere.

It is not impossible to use the method of going around in circles to test and observe, but Zero has been working in the Internet cafe for so long, but he has not been able to find the flaws of "Jiang Qiyuan".

He didn't have as many worries as Zero. After a heavy blow from a catastrophe, he deeply realized that sometimes entangled in logic and evidence would delay things. It's better to follow his intuition and directly assume that Jiang Qiyuan is Yuanqianmu, and see the opportunity A Going up, maybe even more evidence can be defrauded.

Zhu Fu Jingguang silently monitored the Internet cafe, his still handsome face with a little stubble was very solemn, others would only think that he was upright and trustworthy, they must not have imagined that he was thinking about setting up some kind of trap to catch the cat, no, catch the cat. people.

Looking out from the room where he was squatting, the line of sight had to be tilted downwards, and it was impossible to see the whole scene in the Internet cafe. Zero, who was sitting in the assistant seat in the corner, could not show his face at all, only a little red could be seen faintly on the side of the bar.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at the spot of red hair that swayed occasionally, unconsciously, he overlapped this color with the flame in his memory.

Sure enough, the perfect coincidence, there is no color difference.

Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to go downstairs now.

No, you have to be patient, it's one thing to scare the snake, and you have to take the overall situation into account, considering whether his fake death has some unspeakable secrets related to the organization...

Being a rational and calm adult versus the urge to hit someone regardless, it's hard to tell the winner.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was struggling in his heart.

With this struggle, he inevitably lost his mind a little bit. Although he came back quickly, when he breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mentality, and looked at the Internet cafe again.

— boom.

It was the sound of his mentality being almost shattered again.

Zhu Fu Jingguang who realized what happened: "..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "???"

What a blatant kidnapper, just under the nose of the elite of the Ministry of Public Security and the former undercover agent of the black organization, he kidnapped the person he planned to arrest? ? ?

Yuan Qianmu could be severely taught by any one of the five of them, but before they even made a move, a mere passerby dared to take the lead? !

"Very good, very courageous." Zhu Fujing smiled back angrily, without delay, got up and pushed the door out immediately.

He showed super-level tracking ability. No matter how cautious the kidnappers in front were, he didn't realize that there was a lingering "tail" hanging behind him. This "tail" accumulated a trace of anger with every step. , In the end, the murderous intent to tear him alive was burning in his eyes.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was following the road, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his extraordinarily irritable mood was probably called "hate iron but not steel".

He had glanced at the inside of the internet cafe before, and Zero, whose consciousness was roaming in the digital world, slept peacefully, completely unaware that there was no one outside.

——What the hell are you doing, Fugu Rei, you don’t care about the information you want to share with you, and you haven’t kept up with the rhythm at all when encountering major events, Fugu Rei!

I am afraid that Kenji and the others all know that Yuan Qianmu is not dead, and Zero is still spinning around desperately, entangled in the huge difference between Jiang Qiyuan and Yuan Qianmu.

Zhu Fu Jingguang is very worried, but Fa Xiao's stubborn strength is here, he is too busy to save people, he is too lazy to talk, and he can just tell Ling where to find someone, so let Ling first find it by himself, hurry up I was so anxious that I stimulated him to hit the road.

So, he just sent a perfunctory text message to Fa Xiao:

[Zero, in order not to be ridiculed, you must work hard. 】

Toru Amuro: "???"

Amuro Toru, who received the inexplicable text message, couldn't tell what mood he was in. The Internet cafe quickly fell into chaos due to the arrival of three police officers.

Let's not mention the situation there.

The time for Qian Mu to regain consciousness should be in the early morning of the second day.

Ordinary drugs had little effect on him, but in order to satisfy his overexcited curiosity, he soon woke up and found it boring to be in a daze with his eyes open, so he just ignored the awkward position of curling up in the suitcase and came here from time to time I fell asleep peacefully.

The quality of this sleep was good. If I woke up and I wasn't thrown on the cold concrete floor with my hands and feet tied up, I would feel more comfortable.

Under the flickering lights, someone was squatting in front of him, staring straight at him.

Qian Mu didn't pay too much attention to this dangerous and hopeful gaze.

What he was more concerned about was that his favorite windbreaker was wrinkled, rubbed against the dirty ground a few times, it turned from white to black, and had to be thrown into the trash can when he returned.

And this apparently over-concerned kidnapping technique...

His hands and feet were wrapped countless times by iron chains, and the tails of the chains were locked behind his back, almost tying his whole body to the pipe frame behind him, allowing him to move less than ten centimeters.

"..."

Qian Mu commented truthfully: "You may have some kind of misunderstanding about me in the mortal body... Even if I don't need to exaggerate so much, I can't break free."

"No, hahaha, no, no, no, the consultant underestimates me too much, you definitely deserve this treatment."

The pale man laughed happily, at one moment he seemed weird, but at the next moment his nervous smile disappeared, the pupils embedded in the sunken eye sockets were dark, and there was a little more excitement for no reason: "This is the appearance of absolute confidence—it's not wrong Now, you are Counselor Ketor himself!"

"My name is Gen Ezaki, I don't know what Ketor you are talking about..."

Qian Mu went through a few helpless steps, and when the pale man first showed impatience, he didn't give him a chance to speak smoothly, and continued very naturally: "—Forget it, you don't believe the explanation. Your name is what name?"

The man who was robbed of the rhythm was stunned, but he was not too angry: "Komori Heichiro."

"Oh, Komori. Would you mind explaining why you brought me here?"

"I said, I want you to complete the agreement with me before, have you forgotten, consultant!"

The pale man's expression flickered, and there was obvious dissatisfaction on his face, but Qianmu's next sentence immediately suppressed his anger: "What's the rush? It's been too long, and I've met too many people. I can’t remember clearly, but I am a person who keeps my promises, and I will naturally do what I promised. You shouldn’t mind, so give me some hints?”

He acted forcefully but with a little gentleness, taking advantage of the awe that the pale man felt in his heart for some unknown reason, and made him subconsciously give up fighting for the dominance of the discourse.

The other party really had no objections and cooperated actively.

"The time was six years ago,..."

"Oh, six years ago..."

Under various inducements, an event that happened [six years ago] was finally able to piece together the whole picture.

Komori Ho Ichiro used to be a very ordinary office worker.

He appeared to be quite ordinary in every way, except perhaps for his penchant for psychology.

After a while of self-study in boredom, and frequent chats with strangers on the Internet in order to verify the learning effect, Komori Heichiro discovered that his talent seemed to be in a rather magical place.

He is especially good at using language to stir people's emotions, and because he can always easily see the true thoughts of the person on the other side of the network line, and it is also very easy to touch the weakness of the other party's inner world along the clues revealed from the words.

He Ichiro Komori found it very interesting. When chatting with netizens, he began to deliberately lead the topic in the direction he liked. At first, the other party might just complain about trivial matters. After chatting with him for a long time, the negative emotions hidden under the trivial matters unconsciously deepen.

Strangers thought he was a close netizen who could chat with him, but he was caught off guard. Negative emotions had accumulated to the point of collapse and depression. If he still didn't notice it, it would continue to the next step, and it would be irreversible.

To put it bluntly, what Komori Ho Ichiro did was actually to induce suicide.

For his own "hobbies", he led several netizens to suffer from severe depression in a year, and he was only one step away from committing suicide.

Komori Ho Ichiro didn't think he was at fault. In his opinion, those who complained on the Internet were too weak in heart, afraid of reality and unwilling to solve the problem, so they thought of dying.

It's a good thing that such a weak coward died. The only problem is that there are too many weak people, and he didn't meet a slightly challenging goal.

"Hobbies" without challenges are difficult to persist for a long time. Komori Heichiro's interest disappeared quickly. When a certain target expressed his intention to commit suicide, he was almost tired of it. He simply decided to go to the scene to see it for himself before the happy ending results.

The goal is suicide at a glance, and it has nothing to do with homicide. It is impossible for the waste police to think of investigating the chat records of the suicide, and to catch him who was just chatting with him from the endless sea of ​​information.

On that day, the target listened to his suggestion and chose the tall building opposite the company where he worked.

He Yilang Komori was on the roof of his company, looking at the opposite side hundreds of meters away, the target had already climbed over the guardrail of the roof, and his feet were only halfway to the edge.

He helped to call the police quite seriously, and later admired the reaction of the target before he died. It was both contempt and disdain, and an inexplicable feeling filled his heart.

The police and firefighters arrived soon, and there were also crowds with their heads up nearby. On the roof of Komori Heichiro's side alone, there were many more spectators.

Some people are persuading the target to cherish life, while others scoff at it, thinking that the target just wants to gain attention, but in fact they have no courage to jump down.

——People are afraid of death, and she will regret it when she really wants to dance, tsk, she will definitely regret it.

——That’s right, I still wouldn’t be willing to die, suicide is really stupid.

There were discussions in the crowd, Komori Heichiro shook his head, his uncontrollable smile was a little arrogant.

He knew that the target would definitely jump, even if it took a while, she would still choose to die, after all, she was weak and incompetent...

Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder lightly with a finger.

——Sir, seeing your expression, I am a little curious, do you agree with what you just said?

—Where... uh, sorry, you mean?

——That’s the sentence.

Turning his back in confusion, a smiling face came into view, but the first thing that left a deep impression on him was a pair of red eyes brighter than autumn maple leaves.

——People who commit suicide and seek death are cowards who choose to escape from reality. Death is a choice they make casually.

Komori Ho Ichiro was stunned for a moment again, maybe he was still remembering in his heart, did someone say this sentence just now?

So, the red-haired young man smiled regretfully, and said:

— have you forgotten?Then you are really a noble person who forgets things so much, so quickly, you can't even remember what you just thought.

——You... what are you talking about...? !

--found it.Well, don't worry, take your time.

After finishing speaking softly, the red-haired young man released the index finger holding the headset.

He smiled at him again.

——You have a little misunderstanding about the meaning of death, it's okay, I will help you understand it again before my colleagues arrive.

The few minutes before the police arrived successfully became the most fearful and unforgettable time in Komori Heichiro's life.

He was kicked down by the red-haired youth, and instantly suppressed by force, which became a psychological shadow that could not be healed for a long time.

The red-haired young man took out his police consultant's ID, and while calming the surrounding crowd with extra gentleness, he took a few steps forward, dragged him to the edge of the roof, and threw him headfirst over the guardrail!

The heart-piercing screams immediately resounded through the sky.

——What are you afraid of, I'm carrying you, as long as you don't move around, I can still hold it firmly with one hand, look, I didn't lie to you, right?

——Isn’t it nice to see the scenery from a different perspective?The world is upside down in your eyes, and the wind is gentler than when you look directly at it... Why are you crying again, don’t you all say that, death is not so easy, um, although the distance between you and death is only separated, I might loosen, And maybe not a loose hand.

——Ah, time is running out, and the death experience regrettably ends here.Mr. Komori, I hope you have successfully understood that the person who can resolutely choose to die has nothing to do with the cowardice you think. It should be said that he is "brave".

——Of course, survival is the most important thing. No one should take the initiative to seek death. Do you understand your sin?

After a dangerous walk around the edge of death, Komori Heichiro was forced—although he was forced, but he did understand.

After being dragged back to the roof by the red-haired young man, the young man looked down at him seemingly indifferently, but concealed some kind of strange disgust, while his eyes looking at the young man were full of shock, trance and awe.

The reason for the "respect" is not only because the young man caught him out of the sea of ​​people unbelievably, but also because He Ichiro Komori suddenly realized that the burning red-haired young man's eyes were that he always wanted to find but couldn't. flames, they are 【kind】.

He will definitely, definitely not seek death.

He understands but despises death, fearless and fearless.

It's so wonderful, so shocking... There really is such a person in this world, such a person who will definitely [refuse to die] no matter what!

Komori Ho Ichiro was still yelling hysterically at the last moment when he was taken away by the damn police who were only looking for foreign aid.

——You... who are you!

——You don't need to know, but it doesn't matter if I tell you.

The red-haired youth said a name casually.

— Alfonso Quetor!I will come to you!At that time... I will definitely come to confirm whether you are as determined as you have shown!

——Hmm, it seems quite interesting, then I'll just wait...your attempt?

He Yilang Komori instigated many people to commit suicide and was suspected of intentional homicide, but because Counselor Ketor stopped it in time, no one was killed, and he was only sentenced to six years in prison.

After being arrested, He Ichiro Komori naturally couldn't meet the police consultant, but he took the opportunity to inquire about the consultant's deeds, and the more he heard, the more frightened he became, and admiration mixed with hatred was born from this.

Without the assistance of Advisor Ketor, it would be impossible for the stupid police to even discover his existence, let alone catch him on the spot.

Ketor consultants are true geniuses!

During the six years in prison, Komori Ho Ichiro was not depressed at all. He was looking forward to it all the time, constantly thinking about how he would shake the consultant's determination, and he fantasized about the day when the "promise" would be fulfilled every moment.

Not long ago, he was finally released from prison. As soon as he was released from prison, he went to look for the whereabouts of Consultant Ketor.

The result could not be found.

Because, as early as three years ago-Alfonso Ketor, had already died in the line of duty.

Said to have replaced a trash cop who died in the explosion.

Komori Heichiro was dumbfounded at the time.

After being in a trance for a month, when the whole person fell into a trough, heavy blows came one after another.

If he hadn't stumbled upon a red-haired man in an internet cafe while walking on the street, Komori Ho Ichiro, who had persisted in his obsession for many years and died without a problem, would have been devastated...

"..."

"You were diagnosed with leukemia not long after you found out that 'Ketor' died in the line of duty, but you felt hopeless and gave up the treatment?"

"That's right...but it doesn't matter, as long as I find you, consultant, it's your turn to fulfill the agreement!"

"Forgive me, but when you made the diagnosis, the doctor should have added an important supplement... Did you miss it because you were in a trance? Then, there's nothing you can do."

Qian Mu was amazed at how unlucky this prisoner is. Although the root cause lies with him, he...

Well, maybe a little bit of responsibility.

The 23-year-old "Ketor" has not been deeply involved with the script, but his mood still deteriorates from time to time. Occasionally catching prisoners was one of his ways to relieve pressure at that time.

Qianmu still can't remember the specific incident, but based on the prisoner's description, it can be inferred that the unlucky prisoner bumped into him, it should be the period when he just rescued Hagiwara Kenji and he was in a bad mood.

The "promise" that the prisoner had kept in his mind for six years was most likely because he didn't take it to heart at the time and agreed casually... It doesn't matter if he really found it, it was just a matter of doing it again.

Well, Qian Mu didn't think too far at that time.

Who knew that he would die three years later?

Who knew that a prisoner who arbitrarily regarded him as his old enemy and idol would suffer a huge blow because of his sudden disappearance after he was released from prison, and his life would be gloomy?

He also didn't expect that it would be his turn to clean up the mess in the end - the event generator Conan Edogawa must bear most of the responsibility for this, don't worry about it, this plot will turn into a manga later , for all forum readers to see.

It was a bit of an accident, but to some extent it was in line with his wishes, so so be it.

Qian Mu decided to be a little more friendly to Komori.

"Okay, let's talk about the agreement, what are you going to do? Sitting like this, just chatting face to face? I thought you would choose a more comfortable environment."

"to chat with……"

It is Komori's usual practice in the past to defeat the weaknesses of others with words and lure innocent people to a dead end.

If he insists on relying on his own strength to defeat the man who is obsessed with verifying his "determination", he should also use this method.

However, the pale man's eyes swayed slightly. After looking at Qianmu for a long time, the gentle expression that could even be called "reminiscing about the old days" became gloomy and cold without any warning.

"It's too late, advisor, I really want to...but time is really running out."

"You can understand, right? Let's just skip those complicated links and use the simplest way to prove to me your contempt and fearlessness towards death, all right, all right!"

Komori stood up abruptly, and began to gesture with both hands, his eyes were fiery, but his expression was extremely crazy.

"I prepared a barrel of gasoline, yes, it is that barrel. In three days, the gasoline will flow out little by little. At the last moment, your whole body will be wet. When the ignition device is activated, this warehouse and the small island outside will burn at the same time as you. Get up—would you be afraid, advisor?"

"It doesn't matter if this doesn't work. I also prepared a time bomb. You should be familiar with it. The time is still three days. After three days, no one will untie it for you, and the bomb attached to your neck will explode-how about it?" , Advisor? Are you still not afraid?"

"It still doesn't work, so I have to do it myself. Advisor, I don't want to do this, I don't want to be so direct, but to help you prove yourself... Well, I can give it a try..."

In order to get the desired answer from "Ketor", Komori is really well prepared, and every method is a must.

But in his words and expressions, he didn't think he was [killing someone] at all.

He also didn't realize that when he mentioned the first "way of proof", the leisurely look on the red-haired man's face disappeared silently, and had been swallowed up by the gloom overflowing from his red pupils.

And the second and third "proof methods" are even more reckless, grinding away a man's extremely precious patience to outsiders.

"If this proves it, even if I shrink back before I die, you have no chance to know from the dead."

"Impossible! Advisor, you are the one who can survive the explosion, you——it's impossible to really die because of such a trivial matter, right?"

The confident tone and the almost humble eyes of anticipation fully exposed the true heart of this person.

"..."

Komori Heichiro.

Already pathetically insane.

Qian Mu used the last ounce of patience on this conclusion.

It took a lot of effort to come here to listen to the story, and it turned out to be more boring than watching Jiang Gu Ling gnash his teeth, what a mistake.

In order to make up for his mistakes and prevent himself from losing too much, he can only waste a little more time.

In the dim factory building, Komori was still describing his plan with great excitement, but when he talked about the sixth one, a voice interrupted him.

The red-haired man's voice was as delicate and soft as ever, as if smiling at any time.

However, he ruthlessly crushed Komori's imagination with such a gentle tone.

"—I will die."

"Gu..." Komori's exaggerated expression froze on his face, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Alfonso Ketor died a long time ago. Ask me why I said that? Haha, are you still refusing to accept the reality? Of course it's because I'm not the 'consultant' you mentioned."

"Well, that's strange. You are a sensitive person, and you should know yourself very well, but the result is like this... It doesn't matter, I'll do it for the consultant who didn't finish his evaluation of you."

"Haha, Mr. Komori, do you think you are a trader who manipulates other people's lives? You can judge who is brave, who is cowardly, and who is fragile. You, who are watching coldly, laugh at everyone in your heart... Is that so? No, Komori , you overestimate yourself."

"—You are the poor fellow who is most afraid of death."

When the red-haired man smiled and uttered these words, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, as if Komori's expression was extremely bleak in an instant, which gave him great pleasure.

"You make fun of those who choose to die. It seems that you are superior to them because you dare not seek death. You don't need to tell me the reason for this mentality. It's not important here, and I'm not interested in knowing."

"Let's just say now, are you obsessed with finding 'Ketor' to complete that agreement, just want to witness the miracle of human bravery and resurrection? Then I can only tell you with regret that miracles do not exist. , even if it exists, it will not come to you."

Komori's face turned blue amidst the stiffness: "...shut up!!!"

Of course it is impossible for a man to shut up.

He was tied up and did nothing, just wanted to talk to his "old friend" whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You are really afraid of death. You must be at a loss and be at a loss when you suddenly get a 'terminal illness'."

Komori walked aside trembling, and pulled out the stopper of the gasoline barrel: "I'm afraid of death? Are you kidding me? You're not Ketor's consultant, you impostor...go to die first!"

Whoa!

Qianmu's whole body was drenched by the pungent oil, his messy hair stuck to his cheeks, and his braids were tightly pressed against his neck. The outline of his body bound by iron chains was more clearly visible.

And the corners of his lips, which were soaked in oil, were still raised high, and a dangerous dark light shone in his eyes.

"The courage that others use to overcome fear, no matter how you look at it and ask for it, will not become yours. After all, your essence has not changed from beginning to end."

Another heavy object fell on him, probably the bomb Komori mentioned.

"Don't make too much noise, don't shake your hands, this kind of bomb structure is very unstable, you need to use a little more force - it will explode, do you want to experience the feeling of being blown to death? Well, it may not be very comfortable, after all ..."

"...Don't, say no more!!! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Damn...why did it become like this?!"

"Why... If you have to say it, it can only be that you are unlucky."

Qian Mu sighed softly: "It's hard to realize how much you hate and loathe your true self. It's really pitiful, but there's no way out."

"any solution?"

"Seek a relief. Isn't that gun in your pocket? Aim the muzzle at your temple, press the trigger, and you will die instantly without any pain... Just compare and you will know, this is better than enduring long-term pain and suffering, In the end, I can only die desolately, so I am much happier?"

"..."

The man's gentle voice, from the moment it smashed Komori's inner defense layer by layer and reached the weakest point, turned into a devil's friendly whisper, and every ending sound carried infinite temptation.

This is a cruel method that Komori has tried on countless people.

Now, it was returned by another person in the same way, and the effect seems to be not bad.

"The ending is death, why not choose the lighter one, what do you think?"

"........."

Komori is struggling.

Suffocation-like bruises appeared on his pale face, he took out the gun in a trance, his hand was about to be lifted and dropped, and a strange hoarse sound came out from the depths of his throat. During this period, it must be worse than when death really came. to be miserable.

Qian Mu waited calmly.

He knew that there was only half a step left.

As long as he says one more sentence, pushes gently again:

- let's go.

——Relieve it.

When the voice fell, Komori's hand would inevitably be raised higher, and it would never fall again.

Finally, for some unknown reason, his eyes shifted slightly to the side, and then moved back after a while.

Qian Mu opened his mouth.

Accidentally instead of pushing people off a cliff, he said:

"Good news. You have been away from society for too long, and you may not have noticed that there is already a targeted drug to cure leukemia."

"...?!"

Komori was stunned, and there seemed to be a spirit in the depths of his eyes, struggling desperately to get rid of the shackles of darkness.

Of course it can't be that simple.

"The bad news is..."

Qian Mu smiled at him: "I developed the drug, and I—happened to be the lucky one with a good relationship." Komori couldn't understand the introductory words, but he didn't care at the moment What popularity.

The special medicine took all his attention, and he went from despair to ecstasy in an instant, and flew from hell to heaven.

The gun was only raised halfway, and the pale man's hand holding the gun shook slightly, and the next moment it was about to fall back to his side——

"--boom!"

"..."

"........."

As if in a dream, Komori lowered his head blankly, looking at the blood blooming from his chest.

A man with water all over his body knocked open the door. The moment he saw the situation inside the factory clearly, he aimed at the prisoner's right hand at the heart and shot without hesitation.

The prisoner took the hostages to an island in a very remote lake.

There was no second boat around, so Zhu Fu Jingguang swam here by taking advantage of the darkness.

After tracking for so long, even Iron Man is already very tired.

But for someone's safety, he always gritted his teeth and insisted.

The failure to discover the strangeness of his friend in time, and the failure to rescue the friend who was trapped in a dark prison in time, was the nightmare that trapped him for three full years, and the knot in his heart that would bind him for the rest of his life if he didn't untie it.

That person is both Ezaki Yuan and Yuan Qianmu...

Or, just Gen Ezaki.

No matter what, this time, he will save him.

He will definitely save him.

--so.

Zhu Fu Jingguang pressed the trigger heavily.

He finally rescued his important friend and killed the nightmare he hated.