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Under the impact of the serial explosions, the research institute vibrated violently, and the breath of destruction struck with a force of destruction.

Akira Sakurai didn't care whether the bug was connected to the outside. What he said just now was to Gin Jiu who was suppressing outside, and even more to himself.

Since Gin wants to take this opportunity to get rid of Rum's influence, he will devote himself to being Gin's scapegoat.

Akira Sakurai was in Kurata's office. He found the information about the potion Rum ordered Kurata to develop, and then footsteps came from the corridor outside.

The entire research institute was flickering, and the lighting system was destroyed by the explosion. Only the place where the bomb was buried was illuminated by the explosion.

A small blast exploded, blowing through the suspended ceiling, and the cables inside dangled with flames.

Akira Sakurai quickly moved to the door, holding a gun in his hand, staring at the door with both eyes, his nervous thinking was on high alert, no matter who came, he would shoot and kill him.

And the constantly flashing electric cables illuminated the appearance of the visitor, the sound of explosions and the sound of electric current mixed together horribly, and the shimmering lights on the visitor's face overlapped and changed from dark to bright.

With long silver hair and a pair of eyes full of cold blood and foreboding, he was wearing the uniform of the research institute, but held a gun in his hand.

Sakurai Akira and this tall and handsome man are only separated by the glass door of the office.

And the glass shattered into a spider web, and the face of the person who met you seemed a little unreal.

And then the silver-haired man took off the pimples on his face, revealing the cold and arrogant face that belonged to gin.

Sakurai Akira paused, he panicked, his temples throbbing.

And Gin held the gun in one hand, and took out an instrument from his pocket with the other.

Akira Sakurai took a closer look, and it was indeed a monitor.

Qin Jiu stared at Akira Sakurai with cold eyes, he raised his hand with a sneer, dropped the monitor to the ground, and then he kicked the already vulnerable glass door.

Akira Sakurai was slightly dazed, the shattered glass slag reflected the messy light, Akira Sakurai was grabbed by Gin Jiu from the office to the outside of the office.

Akira Sakurai stretched out his hands to protect his head and face to prevent the broken glass from getting stuck in it, but the force of the gin was too strong, and he was inevitably scratched by the corners of the glass door.

Akira Sakurai was grabbed by Gin's arm, and he was almost close to Gin's body, the familiar cold and murderous aura pervasively invaded Akira Sakurai's limbs and bones.

Akira Sakurai looked up at Gin Jiu with fierce eyes, he suddenly smiled and said, "Did you hear what I said to the bug?"

On the messy ground lay bugs smashed by gin.

Akira Sakurai's words were a statement about gin, not a question.

The reason why Gin smashed the bug in front of him was because Gin heard his provocative words completely and clearly.

Akira Sakurai stared at Gin, trying to see the emotional waves on Gin's face.

But Gin Jiu sneered, he kicked Akira Sakurai's knee, Akira Sakurai had to kneel down.

"Do you think you are qualified to say these things? How do you make up for it?"

The voice of gin is full of irony and ruthlessness, but it is deep and magnetic, melodious and melodious.

Akira Sakurai knelt on the glass slag, his knee was punctured in an instant, he frowned almost imperceptibly, then looked up at the gin, his voice was mixed with joy, and this joy was born in the darkness.

"You know what I'm going to do, or you wouldn't have come to me."

Akira Sakurai's words were full of determination, but rippling with playfulness.

Gin narrowed his eyes and saw the turbulent madness in Akira Sakurai's eyes. He raised his hand angrily, but he failed to make the next move.

Because Gin Jiu's hand was tightly held by Akira Sakurai, and he tightly clasped it with his pale and thin five fingers that cut the bloody mouth, as if he was biting the throat of his prey.

Gin felt the temperature, touch, and texture of Sakurai Akira's hand, and he felt uncomfortable, but Sakurai Akira clasped him even tighter when he wanted to shake it off.

"Do you want to court death?" Qin Jiu lowered his voice and said menacingly.

Sakurai Akira turned a deaf ear to Shinigami's statement of death, he grabbed the gin with great strength, but his movements were extraordinarily gentle and careful.

Sakurai Akira didn't hold Gin's hand, but he knelt on the ground and leaned closer, and he gently pecked and kissed Gin's hand that shattered the bug.

The soft lips seemed to have no temperature, but they were full of burning feelings, like a light caress, caress, or swallowing alive under forbearance.

Gin was startled, Sakurai Akira suddenly raised his head, the burning love in his eyes ignited Gin's sober thoughts.

"Don't look at me with such eyes!" Qin Jiu burst out, his face changed drastically with anger, and his mind was plunged into a vortex of memories in an instant.

From the first time he saw Akira Sakurai, Akira Sakurai looked at him with such a vortex of love buried in his eyes.

Disgusting, very disgusting.

Make gin feel chilly and disgusted.

The young Sakurai Akira wanted to have a home, so he hid such eyes in front of people, he followed behind Gin calmly and indifferently, and only leaked to Gin when the queen couldn't help it.

Over the years, the affection in Akira Sakurai's eyes has turned into scabs.

When he thought that he could only lick his wound silently in his life, Gin opened his wound, not wanting to abuse him, but wanting him to disappear from this world.

Gin killed him not because he betrayed Gin, but because he simply hated him.

So everything changed from that day on.

Akira Sakurai has experienced so much, he has struggled in pain, laughed and laughed, and lost madly.

And it all started with Gin.

If he didn't know that it was Gin that killed him and let him die in an untitled unfinished poem, maybe in the next life he would still follow Gin with deep affection for no reason, willing to use Gin as a weapon and hound.

But Akira Sakurai knew it was Gin that killed him.

Akira Sakurai looked up at Gin, the disgust and coldness in Gin's eyes hadn't changed, but his eyes had changed a long time ago, but Gin didn't notice.

I still thought Akira Sakurai was still that Cointreau.

The murderous aura on Gin was surging, Sakurai Akira let go of his hand resentfully, he retracted his eyes, and then raised his head to stare at Gin with dejected eyes.

Gin Jiu calmed down a little now, with a smile of a certain victory hanging on the corner of his mouth, he ordered Sakurai Akira uncompromisingly: "Do what you say, or I will kill you."

Sakurai Akira's eyes shimmered, but with rock-solid firmness: "Trust me, I will not betray you."

Gin turned around and walked aside, and said coldly: "Before you betray me, I will kill you with my own hands."

Akira Sakurai stared at Gin Jiu's tall and handsome back, and he suddenly laughed.

It turned out that Gin had already said this.

If he wanted to kill Akira Sakurai, he would definitely get rid of Akira Sakurai before Akira Sakurai betrayed him.

But when the original Cointreau lost his way and found his way back, Cointreau became Akira Sakurai, and Akira Sakurai knew the reason why everything started.

Gin Jiu hated him from the beginning to the end, treated him coldly, violently, tortured and killed him, all because of disgust.

The explosion at the research institute was still going on, and in the chaos, many researchers who failed to escape the tragic death could be seen lying in the shattered instruments with mottled flesh and blood, just like those experimental subjects who were slaughtered.

Gin's silver-haired long hair swayed in Akira Sakurai's eyes, and Akira Sakurai focused on it.

Rum's bodyguards are catching suspicious people around, while Gin and Sakurai evade their pursuit.

And Rum also appeared surrounded by bodyguards, Akira Sakurai frowned, Rum was hoarse and furious, and he was bound to catch the scourge.

Akira Sakurai shot Rum as soon as the lights went out.

Although the bombing of the research institute has nothing to do with Akira Sakurai, the crime of Akira Sakurai is more difficult to escape than the gin that bombed the research institute.

Gin came out in person, and his purpose was definitely not just to secretly blow up Rum's research institute hidden in the red square.

He also wanted to use this to get rid of Rum.

And all these crimes will be named after Akira Sakurai.

Because Akira Sakurai promised that he would make up for his mistakes, complete Gin's order, and return to Gin's side.

Right now, they are in the dark, and Rum is in the light.

It was the best time to assassinate Rum, Akira Sakurai aimed at the right time and shot in Rum's direction.

Even though the bodyguard pushed Rum quickly, the bullet still scratched Rum's arm.

Rum yelled: "The murderer is over there! Chase him quickly! I must catch him alive!"

Gin turned and left like a shadow, and Akira Sakurai also quickly pulled away.

Sakurai Akira didn't follow Gin, but ran to the other side to distract the pursuers.

Akira Sakurai ran to the burning ruins, planning to bypass the bodyguards and then assassinate Rum.

The research institute is already overwhelmed, and the frequency and amplitude of the vibrations are getting bigger and bigger.

Maybe the research institute will collapse in the next second, and Rum is definitely on his way to the escape channel now.

Akira Sakurai ran over quickly, and as expected, the escape exit was crowded with people, and those people quickly moved out of the way, letting Rum and a person holding confidential documents go out first.

Akira Sakurai fired bullets in the chaos, a gunshot fired, the escape exit exploded, and someone fell heavily, and the people around shouted in panic.

After Akira Sakurai completed the task, he hurried to find Gin, who was in Rum's office.

But at this moment, the research institute was dark, filled with gunpowder smoke.

The long silver hair behind Gin showed a peaceful light.

Akira Sakurai shouted: "Gin, I have completed the task. This research institute is about to collapse, let's get out quickly."

Qin Jiu is meticulous in his work. Since he is in danger, he has definitely arranged a detailed plan. There must be foreign aid outside the research institute, and the escape route left by Qin Jiu is still safe.

Gin turned around silently, he smiled, because he had the evidence in his hands, not only destroyed Rum's research institute, Sakurai Akira also solved Rum, he can destroy everything about Rum and take it for himself have.

The research institute is crumbling, and the danger of a collapse is imminent.

Gin's footsteps were in a hurry, and Akira Sakurai followed behind him, and then saw the bright exit passage.

A white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if he saw the dawn coming.

Gin's eyes suddenly widened, he stared at the face at the entrance of the passage in shock, and smiled arrogantly and sinister Rum.

A gun was held against the back of his head, and Akira Sakurai's voice sounded from behind his ear: "You said you never trusted me, but you did trust me unconsciously. This makes me very sad, very sad, I don't know what to do with you..."

Akira Sakurai's voice trembled slightly, his sadness and desolation were very real.

And the cold gun that threatened Qin Jiu was truly motionless.

Gin snorted, and pressed the switch of the bomb with his hand in his pocket.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of Sakurai Akira's eyes, and the last thing he saw was Gin Jiu's ruthless and cold-blooded face.

The garden of the nursing home is full of roses of various colors. It seems that this is not a place for patients to recuperate, but the back garden of nobles.

Akira Sakurai got out of the car. When he passed the garden, he saw that the roses were extraordinarily bright and vivid under the sun, so he picked off one.

On the way to the ward, he carefully removed the spikes from the rose stems.

Then he grabbed the rose in full bloom that had no thorns but was set off by some green leaves and entered a ward.

The ward is a spacious and luxurious single room, which is equivalent to a suite. There is a wheelchair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a man with long silver hair sits on the wheelchair.

Hearing the sound, the man stretched out his hand and pulled the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows fiercely. The force was so strong that the tassel pendants on the curtains made loud noises.

Right now, there is no sunlight falling on the man, which makes his body colder and more chilling, approaching the room is like entering a dark ice cellar.

Akira Sakurai approached, he did not rotate the wheelchair, but came to the man.

Gin's face was pale with an air of sickness, but his eyes were still fierce and cold.

He was wearing a spotless satin shirt and trousers. His long, smooth silver hair was scattered on his tall and broad back. His legs didn't move, and he couldn't make any sound.

Only his eyes were shining fiercely, and his hands and arms were wrapped in bandages. His action of pulling the curtain just now involved his meridians, making his arms tremble even now.

Akira Sakurai looked at the sick beauty in front of him, with gentle eyes, bent down and kissed Gin's forehead pitifully.

"Did you sleep well? Did you sleep soundly these days?"

Gin just stared at him viciously, bleeding from his eyes that wanted to kill him.

Sakurai Ming knew that Gin could not speak now, so he just asked, but did not expect to get a reply.

He put the broken rose on Gin's unconscious legs.

"The roses in the garden are blooming beautifully. I want you to see them too. I took off the thorns. Would you like to smell the flowers?"

Akira Sakurai smiled and bent his eyes to look at Gin, but Gin had indifferent eyes. He swung his bandaged arm and knocked away Akira Sakurai's hand holding the rose.

The rose fell to the ground, and the petals fell, leaving the center of the flower.

Akira Sakurai stared at the fallen roses with some regret for a moment, then he turned around and sat on Gin's lap.

Gin had a sudden chill, but he had no choice but to intimidate Sakurai Akira with his eyes, and push Sakurai Akira with his painful hands in vain.

But Akira Sakurai grabbed Gin's hand, he held Gin's hand, and grabbed a gun.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed right between Sakurai Akira's eyebrows.

Gin was only stunned for a second, and then he sneered.

And Akira Sakurai loaded the gun, holding the gun with Qin Jiu.

He lowered his eyelashes, and the quiet breath enveloped the gin.

The weirdness arises spontaneously.

Gin's finger was pulled towards the trigger, and he stared closely at Akira Sakurai's face in front of him as if he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Akira Sakurai said softly: "I finally gave you a reason to kill me with your own hands."

The dust fell to the ground, but Sakurai Akira's voice did not fall into Gin Jiu's heart.

Immediately, Akira Sakurai pulled the trigger with his hand pressing Gin.

With a gunshot, Akira Sakurai fell backwards, beside the fallen roses.

Four years later.

At the airport, Zhu Fujingguang and Amuro Toru were waiting at the exit.

There were people coming and going at the airport, Toru Amuro looked around and reminded Zhu Fu Jingguang to put on his hat.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous, I'm not."

Amuro said helplessly: "I can't be nervous, you are just Zhu Fu Jingguang now. It's not like me, you don't get nervous because you have many identities."

There was tenderness in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, and he changed the subject: "Zero, do you think Sakurai will forget us if he hasn't come back for seven years?"

Amuro Toru's eyes brightened instantly, and he immediately laughed: "Jingguang, what are you kidding? He wants us to come pick up the plane, could it be that he forgot about us?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said, "Yes, I was just joking."

Amuro looked at their group chat on the phone, and Akira Sakurai sent a message that he had disembarked.

Amuro looked up at the exit, Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "Did you see the recent photo of him sent by Sakurai?"

Toru Amuro shook his head and smiled softly: "Do young people like to dye their hair now? His black hair was not very good before, so why dye it silver?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang continued: "Sakurai still wears red colored contact lenses, and now she is catching up with the fashion trend."

As Zhu Fu Jingguang said, he took out his mobile phone, and he saved the photo sent by Akira Sakurai.

Toru Amuro leaned over, clicked his tongue and said with a smile, "Is this the current trend?"

Zhu Fujingguang clicked on the group chat: "Yaner also said that he would go to dye his hair with Matsuda, and they said they would dye it red."

Toru Amuro imagined it for a while, with a surprised expression on his face: "The result should not be visible..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang patted Amuro Toru on the shoulder: "The squad leader said that he is also on his way to the airport."

Toru Amuro teased, "Oh, so the Metropolitan Police Department's handling team is the busiest?"

The group chat was lively, Date sent a message that he was rushing to the airport, Hagiwara Kenji took Matsuda Jinpei to take a selfie in the office, to prove that they were really busy with business and could not come to pick up Sakurai bright.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sent a message: "Sakurai, be careful when checking in your luggage. Zero and I are waiting for you at the exit."

The other side replied in seconds: "Okay ~ senior!"

"Ah! I see you!"

Amuro patted Zhu Fu Jingguang and told him to look up.

The two waved to the crowd, with smiles and thoughts of reunion after a long absence.