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"Your barbecued pork rice is ready." Amuro Toru took the packaged honey sauce barbecued pork rice from the clerk's hand, thanked him and put it on the passenger seat with a convenience bag.

"Buzz buzz." Amuro Toru's cell phone on the car seat rang, and he took the cell phone casually to check, there was a reply to the message he sent to Gin earlier.

Open the email, the message is as concise as ever.

【Follow Brandy's arrangement. ——Gin]

"..."

Toru Amuro scanned the messages, feeling a sigh in his heart. He didn't send any more messages to Gin, but turned off the screen and started the car to drive out of the parking lot.

Whatever the cause of Brandy's investigation into Hiro's death, now he can only take one step at a time.

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Carrying the packaged barbecued pork rice and cellophane, Toru Amuro found the house key from the potted plant at the door according to the text message sent by Yuki Nagasawa.

"Clatter——" As soon as he entered the room, Toru Amuro heard a crisp sound of glass shattering in the room. He quickly threw the things in his hand aside, took out his pistol, and approached the place where the sound came from. , subconsciously slowed down, hiding his figure.

what happened?

The light in the room was dim and gloomy, and the furnishings of the house cast a dull shadow.

Apart from the initial loud and crisp sound, Toru Amuro heard no other sounds, except for the occasional sound of shattered glass colliding.

Toru Amuro hesitated for a moment, instead of sneaking in hastily, he stopped and took out his cell phone and sent Brandy a text message of inquiry.

"...Bourbon." When Toru Amuro was lowering his head to edit the message, Brandy's voice suddenly sounded beside him, and he was so startled that he broke out in cold sweat, with a faint smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose.

The moment Nagasawa Yuki's voice rang in his ears, Amuro Toru took a step back sideways, raised his gun towards the place where the voice came from, and asked hesitantly in a low voice: "Brandy ?”

"Ah."

Taking his eyes off the bright mobile phone screen, Amuro Toru's vision dimmed for a moment, until his eyes re-adapted to the dim environment, he could see Brandy's slightly blurred figure clearly.

Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was Brandy who came instead of anyone else he imagined: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Nagasawa Yuki stuffed the garbage bag containing the broken glass into Amuro Toru's hand. He ignored the other party's question and the stiffness during physical contact, and asked, "Where is my meal?"

Hearing Nagasawa Yuki's question, Toru Amuro remembered the char siew rice he had just casually thrown at the door. He concealed his guilty conscience for a moment, and replied, "...at the door."

Nagasawa Yuki immediately walked to the door quickly after hearing the words, and saw the char siew rice thrown on the ground.

Nagasawa Yuki distressedly picked up the lunch box full of rice in the convenience bag and checked it. He slowly glanced at Toru Amuro who was putting away his pistol.

Toru Amuro didn't notice Nagasawa Yuki's movements, he just felt a little uncomfortable slippery from the handle of the garbage bag that Brandy had forced into his hand.

Amuro was very uncomfortable with the dim vision, and he asked tentatively, "Can I turn on the light, Brandy?"

"Casual." Kurosawa Yuki's eyes allow him to move freely in the dark, so his light sensitivity is extremely low. If it wasn't for Amuro Toru's mention of the lighting problem, Nagasawa Yuki would not have realized that the light in the room is affecting him The actions of ordinary people have created obstacles.

Hearing Nagasawa Yuki's words, Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around, found the switch and turned on the light. The bright light instantly filled the slightly empty living room.

After Amuro blinked and adjusted to the bright light, he immediately looked for Nagasawa Yuki.Staying in the same space with Brandy, a dangerous person, but unable to grasp the other party's movements, the sense of instability has been invading Toru Amuro.

Brandy...very wary and surly, is a difficult companion.

At the dining table, I found Nagasawa Yuki who was holding a greasy lunch box with a little disgust, and Toru Amuro's muscles that had been tense since he entered the door relaxed a little.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally saw clearly what was in the plastic bag that Brandy had stuffed into him.

Is this... a shard of a mirror?

While Toru Amuro was confused, he noticed some dark red blood stains on his fingertips and palms at some point.

"You are hurt?"

Nagasawa Yuki's subordinates kept stuffing a whole piece of char siu into his mouth. He chewed and chewed with puffy cheeks. After swallowing the char siew, he breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "I accidentally scratched it, and it's in the bathroom." Your mirror is broken, remember to clean it up."

Toru Amuro stared at Brandy's thumb pad, which was still bleeding obviously, hesitated for a while, but still didn't say the reminder that it's best to bandage it.

"Why did the mirror suddenly break?" Toru Amuro put the garbage bag in his hand at the door, and asked casually as if curious.

"..." Nagasawa Yuki stopped eating, looked sideways at Toru Amuro, who was leaning on the bathroom door with one hand, and tilted his head, and said, "Is it just broken?"

Stared at by Brandy's inorganic substance, Toru Amuro once again felt a sense of crisis all over his body, all the cells in his body were screaming for danger at this moment.

This, this pressure...

Toru Amuro suppressed the strong sense of vigilance in his heart, and he showed a normal smile: "Of course, I'm just asking casually."

"It's better like this." Nagasawa Yuki retracted his gaze, he fiddled with the corn kernels scattered in the greasy rice, and said, "Curiosity is not a good thing Bourbon, this is my advice to you."

But aren't you still curious about the death of Scotch whiskey?

Toru Amuro subconsciously wanted to retort, but after all, he was not at the age when he was in the police academy and Matsuda Jin just talked nonchalantly and persuaded people with reasoning.

Toru Amuro just twitched the corners of his lips and let out a laugh, and stopped talking nonsense with Brandy, and opened the bathroom door to clean up the broken mirror fragments all over the floor.

Nagasawa Yuki, who had been watching Bourbon's movements from the corner of his eye, couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Great, successfully fooled it.

But soon, Nagasawa Yuki's face fell again, and he stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice with a heavy heart, blocking the voice in his head like a turtle with a shrinking head.

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