A world where only the protagonist has color

"You must wait for me."

Hearing is the last of the five human senses to cease functioning.

When Zhu Fu Jingguang held his shot abdomen and endured the severe pain and returned to the roof, he saw Inoue Chizuru who was pushed to the ground and forced into his mouth with the black gun barrel.

—— Chizuka Inoue will die.

If he really escaped, if he didn't turn back, Chizuka Inoue would definitely die.

Being brutally pierced by a bullet through the brain, let life stay in this moment forever.

Although on the first day of entering the Ministry of Public Security to perform an undercover mission, I thought that I might die, and my companions might sacrifice.But at the moment when the same period who had been with him day and night was lying in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang with the scythe of death around his neck, he still panicked.

Facing death for the first time is always more shocking.

The first time he encountered a murder case, the appearance of his parents covered in blood appeared in nightmares every night; the first time he used a sniper rifle to kill the target of the organization's assassination, and the torture of his conscience made him toss and turn, unable to sleep.

Will Chizuka Inoue be the first companion he loses?He died in such a miserable way in front of him.

The bullet fired from the barrel with a mournful sound.

This is not the first time that Zhu Fu Jingguang has shot and killed, but it is the first time he has killed in front of the red cherry blossoms that symbolize justice.

Plasma and white brains splashed on Inoue Qianshu's face, and the woman who was pinched red and nearly suffocated was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm!" Clutching his stomach and groaning, Zhu Fu Jingguang staggered, and slowly slid down against the door.

Consciousness gradually fell into chaos, blood was drained, and the body was cold.In a trance, Zhu Fu Jingguang was held by someone's hand.

Clenched palms are the only source of warmth.

"You must wait for me."

The voice in the ear is an oath that no one responds to, sonorous and powerful.

The hand was released, the muscles subconsciously tightened, trying to hold the warmth that left, but only trembling fingers were pulled by the nerves.

Then came the long dark night, falling silently.

The human brain is deceptive, automatically filling in missing details or moments, creating memories that don't exist (Note 1).

During light sleep, the voices of people talking around will enter the consciousness and appear in the mind in the form of dreams; we often ignore the existence of blind spots in the vision, because the brain will automatically fill in the missing pictures.

Although it was only heard, the brain automatically completed for Zhu Fu Jingguang the last scene before Inoue Chifu let go of his hand.

All kinds of things in the past are staged in turns in dreams.

The parents lying in a pool of blood, the target targeted by the sniper scope, the man who fell under his own gun.

"Ximura Zhi, this man is the target of your operation, kill him."

Someone in the organization handed over a photo, and the man who was the president of the company was circled with a red pen.

Give up your conscience, Zhu Fu Jingguang.

You have been in the dark, you have fallen into the mire.There is an abyss under your feet, endless darkness in front of your eyes, and blood and sins in your hands.

"Jing, the man you accidentally let go last time has been killed by the organization. If you make a mistake in the next mission, you will also be in danger."

Every gunshot is the loss of a fresh life.

Zhu Fu Jingguang can't even save himself, so what can he do to save the life that is about to disappear.

— By killing him alone, countless people can be saved.So go ahead and kill him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lay on the small bed with the curtains drawn tightly to cut off the light, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, and kept persuading himself with the same words.

But the weight of human life is never measured in numbers.

But……!

If you don't do this, Zhu Fu Jingguang, the undercover agent of the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, is about to collapse.The soul and the body are separated, and the consciousness is constantly pulling left and right.Turning the hand is white, turning the hand is black, light and darkness go hand in hand.

Let it go, let it fall.

Dye your wings black and never return to light.

"Zhu Fu..."

Someone is calling his name in the dark.

"Jing Guang-jun..."

who will it be.

"You must wait for me."

The last completed picture in the dream is the face of a woman smiling peacefully under the cherry tree, just like the day they graduated.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the long strip of LED lights on the ceiling made his eyes uncomfortable.Zhu Fujingguang squinted his eyes subconsciously, and his brain was chaotic for a moment before regaining consciousness.

In the ear is the sound of the instrument beeping with the heartbeat. The rubber plug in the ventilator pushes up and down to make a sound, and the warm breath from the nose leaves a puddle of water vapor on the oxygen mask.

The body was dominated by tiredness and overload, Zhu Fu Jingguang half-knocked his eyes, and after a long silence, he spat out a name intermittently from his lips: "... Qianshu."

...

After hearing the news that Jingguang Momofuku was awake and ready to accept visits, Chisuka Inoue, who was off work, resolutely rejected Miwako Sato's dinner invitation, smiled and apologized a few times, and drove to the hospital resolutely.

Sitting outside the quiet ward was a man reading a newspaper, and at the end of the aisle was a middle-aged man who kept pacing and talking on the phone.They are colleagues sent by the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department to observe the surrounding situation, and they will protect Zhu Fu Jingguang's personal information and life safety.

The medicine entered the body along the needle, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's physical condition has basically stabilized.

When Chizuka Inoue arrived in a hurry, she knocked on the door of the ward after greeting the people from the Ministry of Public Security outside the door.In the room, apart from Zhu Fu Jingguang who could barely sit up with the pillow, there was another unexpected but reasonable person.

"Mr. Amuro."

The blond man sitting on the folding chair beside the hospital bed looked up at Chizuka Inoue at the door, and he smiled: "Long time no see, do you want to sit down?"

"No, I probably won't stay for too long. On the contrary, Mr. Amuro, you look so dusty, you should have rushed over immediately after finishing the mission. The Metropolitan Police Department didn't receive any cases today, so I can almost say I've been sitting in the office all day. So sit down and get some rest."

There was only one folding chair in the ward, and Toru Amuro was really exhausted, and every muscle was sore from the overloaded strenuous exercise.Seeing this, he no longer shied away, and sat back on the folding chair.

"Don't call me by that name on this occasion, I want to hear Qianshu call me by my real name once in a while."

"However, if the address is changed at will, it may be exposed inadvertently. Or subconsciously blurt out the real name in a critical moment."

"An expected answer," Toru Amuro smiled helplessly, raised his hand to stroke his blond hair, and smoothed the few strands of bangs hanging in front of his head to the top of his skull: "Qianshu's serious work is obviously one of the things that attracted me back then. But now I feel that it would be nice if Qian Shu could not be so rigorous and serious once in a while."

I want to hear Chizuka Inoue calling his name.

Not a false name wrapped in a bartender identity and a private detective shell, but his real name, the name of the boyfriend "Rei Furutani" who used to get along with her day and night.

—Occasionally, you don't need to be so serious. At this time, let those absolute safety instructions and operation manuals go to hell.

—Call me by name.Say my name word by word in your gentle voice.

— kindly, tenderly...

His pupils widened in astonishment, and Toru Amuro realized what terrible thoughts he was thinking.He leaned back on the back of the folding chair, looking at the pale ceiling with a wry smile.

Even if these thoughts just passed by in a flash, it's really shameful for me to think like this.

"I'm sorry," Toru Amuro let out a long sigh. He frowned and smiled obviously, but there was no reason to reveal the pain from the end of his eyebrows: "When you need the support most, I failed to provide it. help."

Chizuka Inoue leaned on the hospital bed, and she heard that she looked at Toru Amuro who was sitting a few steps away: "You are not to blame for this incident. I heard from Mr. Kuroda that Mr. Amuro was just killed by Belmode at that time. Brought it to the UK to carry out some tasks of stealing intelligence. So there is no way it can’t appear.”

But Toru Amuro just closed his eyes, frowned and did not speak.He heard from Kazami that when the support from the Ministry of Public Security rushed to the scene, he saw what a miserable scene it was.

Just listening to the written description can make his heart palpitate.Breathing is like a sponge that has absorbed water, which is unbearably heavy.

It took him a long time before he spoke, his voice was as pleasant as ever, but it was tinged with pain for no reason: "I'm sorry..."

"sorry Sorry……"

He just kept repeating the words of apology over and over again.None of this is Amuro Toru's fault, but he just stubbornly attributes it all to himself.

A man who walks alone on the road of justice is not willing to let go of torturing himself even in this kind of thing.

The pain became visible, and behind him was a tsunami that was about to swallow everything.Toru Amuro is at the center of the vortex and cannot escape.

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned worriedly: "Zero..."

Inoue Chizuru stared at Toru Amuro, and after a while, she finally couldn't help but say, "Zero-kun."

This was her calling his name again after a long time, no longer affectionate, but still gentle.

"Mr. Zero, do you know, the bombing/bombing case a few months ago, I almost thought I was going to lose Yan Er."

Inoue Chikura lowered her head, a strand of black hair hanging down her ear.

"If there is no research two, I may not be familiar with everyone at all."

"The day he almost got into an accident, I hid in the ward and cried loudly. I blamed Kenji for taking off the explosion-proof suit without authorization; I blamed the seniors of the First Search Section, thinking that it was their reckless actions that almost killed Kenji."

"But in fact, you and I both know that the person who is really responsible for this incident is the one who installed the bomb/bomb."

"Yes, some of the mistakes we make could kill us or someone else. But if it weren't for those filthy rats lurking in the shadows, we wouldn't even need to make mistakes at all."

"If you don't go in the water, you can never drown. If you don't act, you can never make a mistake. Only those who are actually doing things can make mistakes."

"And you're not wrong at all."

"Zero-kun," Inoue Chisuke tilted her head and smiled, trying to make her smile look as warm and sunny as possible, imitating Kenji Hagiwara's full of energy and trying to warm up the depressed man in front of him: "It is because I am full of danger that I am here." Please join me. I will serve as a protective shield for you and Jingguang, so please take care of me from now on."

The dark clouds outside the window dissipated, and a beam of light shone through the gaps in the treetops into the ward, casting a golden and warm appearance.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed a few times. His face was pale, but he still put on a gentle smile: "If you protect the shield, Ling and I will take good care of it and protect Qian Shu."

His brows and eyes are crooked, and his smile is reassuring as always: "So Ling, don't blame yourself too much."

Chiku Inoue smiled and tilted her head: "Or is Zero actually blaming me for hurting Jingguang?"

"I..." Toru Amuro sat against the light, he raised his hand, and the sunlight passed through his fingers, casting a three-dimensional golden shadow.

At this moment, he seemed to catch the light.

"Okay okay, I got it."

Sighing heavily, Toru Amuro finally smiled from the bottom of his heart again, and the smog in his heart was temporarily swept away.

Inoue Qianshu raised his hand to cover the back of Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand where he was receiving an IV.

"Hands are so cold," Inoue Chifu frowned, "Do you have anything like a hot water bottle?"

Even the forearm is like frosted fresh meat just taken out of the freezer, it is frighteningly cold.

"Jing Guang is really too, he doesn't care about himself at all, even if his hands are so cold, he doesn't know how to make a request."

Amuro replied: "Yes, but it's already cold. I just told them to replace the hot water. They should be back soon."

"That's it..." Inoue Qianshu just leaned quietly in front of the hospital bed, one hand resting under Zhu Fu Jingguang's palm, continuously sending warmth to his palm; one hand covered Zhu Fu Jingguang under the quilt Forearm, stroking up and down, trying to relieve his coldness.

Long-term drips will really make the forearm feel as cold as if it is about to lose consciousness, and even the warmth of 36 degrees will be infinitely magnified.

The place touched by Inoue Chiku's fingertips was filled with warmth.

——You must wait for me.

He has waited.

It's just that the future will also wait for her.

The author says:

(Note 1)

This knowledge point comes from the discipline film: "Short Circuit Brain"

In the last chapter, no one cared whether Kenji Hagiwara saw anything, hey... It’s not that Kenji is not helping you, it’s that you are unpopular.

感谢在2022-04-1814:20:45~2022-04-1819:52:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Yuwenxiao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?