I paid too much for the manga highlights

344.

Eight forty-eight, Ethrona.

There was already a sharp siren from above the empty special exhibition hall, and it seemed that the gradually chaotic footsteps could be heard, as if someone was rushing over here.

The hostess who had received the alarm suddenly turned pale with fright, but finally dared not go forward due to the pressure of the killer. She just shivered and shouted at the guards, instructing them to charge forward and take back her treasure.

In the exhibition hall.

The brown-haired girl was lying on her back on the floor, with her mouth slightly open as if she was still begging for something, her expression was frozen in horror, and the tears from the corners of her eyes fell lightly and fell into the shadows.

The man in the black windbreaker didn't bother too much after hearing the siren, his expression turned into indifference again, and he walked straight to the password box under the sun, and took out a glass candy wrapper he had prepared from his pocket.

The glass candy wrapper refracts light in the sun, but it is the first to complement the candy wrapper on the woman's lap, as if there is a lead wire in the middle, pulling and connecting.

Grammani's movements paused, and her quiet black eyes fell on another glass candy paper of the same kind.

The current owner of the candy wrapper was still soundly asleep, as if the shrill siren only existed in a dream.

The slightly forward wheelchair exposed half of her body to the sun. The warm light passed through the thin dust and fell on the snow-colored long hair and eyelashes, as if it could melt this jade statue and turn her into a Wisps of floating fluorescence.

In her hand, she tightly held a piece of candy wrapper, a blue-green, mint-flavored candy wrapper.

Gran Mani turned his head and glanced at Hui Yuan Ai, as if he realized something.

He suddenly turned a corner, walked straight in front of Shensuo, and approached her intimately.

As the man leaned over, the metal glasses slipped down slightly, revealing a pair of pure black eyes. He looked at Shensuo as if seeing something new, and the deep and shallow killing intent inside was bit by bit by the sunlight. , leaving only a child-like void in the end.

The headache got worse.

He lightly ground his lower lip with his teeth, and stretched out his hand to push back Cinsso's snowy satin hair, so that his pale and cold face was completely exposed.

Cold fingers touched the same temperatureless cheeks, and they cautiously brushed over the corner of the mouth, smearing a smear of lipstick.

As if being scalded, he withdrew his hand.

Then, Grammani quickly picked up the strand hanging by his ear, and quickly braided a delicate and tight braid with his dexterous hand that usually held a dagger.

Ten seconds passed.

The man pointed his fingers at his masterpiece in satisfaction, then lowered his head and took out the glass candy wrapper that Shensuo was holding, and then quietly put the candy wrapper he had brought back into her hand, and deliberately broke her finger off Suitable location.

It looked as if Cinsuo took the initiative to grab it.

He took off his glasses, turned around, fully exposed his front to the sun, and held up the candy wrapper in front of his eyes as decisively as a military salute in a police academy.

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【Honey, do you feel something?Let me be healthy! 】

The voice of the Q-version customer service directly interrupted Chiyoya Saori's spellcasting.

She squinted her eyes and shook the candy wrappers in front of her eyes to avoid the sun's glare, but thinking about the drama that would be choreographed later, she reluctantly opened her eyes a little wider.

Chiyotani Zaori called from the bottom of her heart: [Quickly, quickly, help me to increase the opacity, my eyes are too dry! 】

Q version customer service: [...you whet my appetite, hum! 】

Feeling much more comfortable in front of her eyes, Chiyoya Saori opened her eyes, but her thoughts sank into memories, the hypnotic memory suddenly unraveled, it felt like watching a kaleidoscope, a colorful burst of colors hit her, but it didn't cause much impact on her. discomfort.

Although it was a critical moment, Zhu Guangwei's voice was still steady and soft, and he did not bring any negative emotions to his daughter.

Chiyotani Saori only felt that the memories were warm, and the so-called password seemed to exist in itself, remembering it clearly.

【Mom...】 She murmured softly, 【I will take care of everything. 】

Before Chiyoya Saori could finish expressing his feelings, the Q-version customer service immediately howled: [Hurry up, dear, someone is coming from outside, copy the guy! 】

Chiyotani Saori's full of tenderness almost broke her defenses: [? ? !vulgar! 】

345.

Countless scattered colorful lights suddenly rose up and exploded in front of his eyes, like the stars in the sky falling collectively. With the unreal and illusory feeling of a dream, a warm kiss fell on his forehead lightly, and his mother bowed. The whispering voice carries a love sweeter than candy.

Keep this secret, keep our treasure, just a few more years...

The whispers behind were washed away by the severe headache, and even the falling white cherry blossoms in the space of consciousness turned into a raging blizzard, making it difficult to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

The eyes quickly lost in the wrestling with the sun and became painful, and the dark spots replaced the dazzling colors, like ugly meteorites turned into stars when they fell to the ground.

Granny blinked, and staggered to the front of the booth, stabbing down with the sharp dagger in his sleeve, and quickly smashed the last line of defense, revealing the true appearance of the lockbox.

The patterns and codes arranged irregularly on it were a bit dazzling in the sunlight, so he simply closed his eyes and jumped on the surface of the code box with his slender fingers.

Soon, only a "click" was heard, which cost countless labors, caused many organizations to pursue, and even brought the death of the Chiyoya family to the password box, and then opened it.

A rusty USB flash drive was placed on the cushion, but there was nothing else.

Grammani wanted to laugh a little, and he did, but he was bound by an unsophisticated disguise, and even his smile had a chilling twist.

After all, his birth is also inseparably related to this USB flash drive.

"The information is here." He said into the headset, "come to the deck to meet me."

As soon as the voice fell, the guards who had gathered support quickly rushed in with guns, and a dozen of them were fully armed, shouting "catch without arms".

"It's you who are here...then I'll be impolite."

The man wearing the disguise gave a chuckle, and the black windbreaker swayed slightly during his movements. When the cuffs were loosened, two daggers gleaming with cold light suddenly appeared in the two pale and powerful hands exposed outside.

For some reason, he did not carry a highly lethal weapon on board, and the usually skilled tranquilizer gun was not easy to use in front of heavily armed police officers.

——Not as good as close combat.

The naturally ruthless killer had no fear of facing hot weapons and crowds. He bent slightly and quickly flashed a few bullets during his movements, like a cheetah hunting, and he was in front of the police officers in an instant.

The two strokes of the dagger were smooth and silky, without interfering with each other's movements, and quickly passed along the defensive gap of a certain unlucky guy. Suddenly, blood gushed out and splashed on the cheeks, leaving some bright colors between the eyebrows and eyes.

"I'm in a hurry." The man said softly, as if with a polite meaning, just asking if he could get out of the way.

"Weird, monster!" The guard at close range couldn't help screaming, the gun in his hand was trembling and he couldn't hold it accurately, but it became the enemy's help.

In an instant, the gun appeared in Gramani's hands. The man held a bloody dagger in his mouth. When he retreated and bent over, the gunshot suddenly rang out, and the guard who was hit in the shoulder was instantly paralyzed. On the ground, weeping repeatedly.

The man frowned, as if he wanted to speak, but then remembered that he still had a sharp weapon in his mouth, so he immediately gave up the way of talking, and kicked him far away.

More than a dozen guards with guns, who looked like helpless children in front of the top killers of the black organization, fell to the ground like chopping melons and vegetables in just one minute.

Gran Mani threw the empty gun on the ground and walked out. Before he could leave the door of the exhibition hall, he saw an iron fist attacking his cheekbone from the side.

He subconsciously stretched out his left hand to block the attack, and when he turned his head, he saw the curly-haired policeman with sweat on his forehead grinning viciously at him.

"Rats in the gutter, right?" Matsuda Jinhei withdrew his hand forcefully, posing in a fighting pose, "Then let me meet you!"

The other hand greeted him at an extremely fast speed, and in a brief moment of distraction, the man was staggered by the blow and retreated back into the exhibition hall.

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Seeing Matsuda Jinpei appear, Chiyoya Saori, who was playing handsome while listening to the customer service blowing rainbow farts, was silent for a moment.

[This came out a little fast. 】

Q version customer service: [After all, Ai Jiang's force value is not good, but the alarm speed is quite fast, probably due to the experience of staying with Edogawa Conan for a long time. 】

Chiyoya Saori: [? ! 】

【Hit it? ] The customer service of the Q version is indescribable, 【Every time I see you acting like this, I am afraid that you will lose face to my male god. 】

Chiyotani Saori gritted her teeth: 【Hit!I'm trying to make it less obvious! 】

This time it's really cheap Matsuda Zhenping!

346.

organization.

The video is very long, and the people who watch it feel like their days are like years, and it is even more difficult.

Just a silent prelude made Jiang Gu Ling feel that it was hard to breathe.

He glanced at the time, it was [-]:[-] - only half an hour had passed.

It's been a long time...they on the ferry, how are they doing now?

The blond man tried to frame in his mind what Toru Chiyotani was supposed to be doing at the moment.

But no matter how he thinks about it, the person in his memory is a little strange: the pale and handsome cheeks are stained with blood, and the vivid and warm black eyes are covered with a layer of tulle, becoming hazy and obscure, just like in the video. The figures overlap.

For a moment, he couldn't imagine what a healthy and alive Chiyoya Toru would look like. He seemed to be hurt all the time, always... hurt.

The first thing I saw was the hospital.

The black-haired young man sitting on the hospital bed and unable to speak happily chatted with them by handwriting, the smile on his face was so soft that everyone was happy to see it.

Obviously the neck injury might still be torn, but when he heard the cry for help, he suddenly became serious, and immediately rushed out wearing slippers and twisting the doorknob.

Later, they celebrated Chiyoya Toru's 21st birthday in the hospital; they heard his cry of collapse and despair in the dormitory; they saw his satisfied and slightly lonely eyes when they graduated.

'It's great, everyone went to the department they wanted to go to. '

Fugu Rei seemed to hear him whispering so, and added to him in his heart: "Except for Chiyo Yatoru."

Later, when he stepped into the busy work of the first search department, Hagiwara Kenji also complained from time to time: "Toru asked for leave again today...does he need to see an old Chinese doctor for his headache?"

He is always pale, and he never seems to have a healthy complexion, something that ordinary people can get at their fingertips.

He keeps losing, but rarely owns.

Furuya Rei clearly realized that they missed Chiyoya Toru too much.

……

For the first time, Jiang Gu hated the invention of video recording, which allowed him to witness irreversible disasters through an insurmountable screen.

Despair and pain had already quietly visited his contemporaries, like a blood-sucking leech, when it felt something was wrong, it was useless, leaving only a place of regret and embarrassing truth.

Chiyoya Toru really can't shoot, he would rather die than die!This bottom line, which lies in the light and darkness, is the yardstick in the minds of all police officers. Once the line is crossed, it will be...

There was no chance of turning back.

The video is still going on, Chiyoya Toru never gave up on confronting Gin, even though he already knew that the ending would not be too good, he never thought of giving up or begging for mercy, on the contrary, he wished to break the defense of the person in front of him with his tricky mouth.

"According to the criminal law, you can at least be sentenced to..."

The dark-haired young man's face was covered with cold sweat, and even his eyes were a little bit erratic due to pain. He also talked eloquently about the knowledge of the code, which made Gin feel astonished.

A few people tease on weekdays, Chiyoya Toru is also gentle and gentle on the surface, once he really provokes him, it will definitely be like his favorite slime and fruit, cute in appearance, but one bite, everyone can give it away directly Walk.

But in the face of disparity in strength, Jiang Guling only saw from him the struggle of the outside and the inside. Too much pressure was accumulated on him, but there was no buffer period, so it was natural to be crushed matter.

"He used to be really sharp-tongued." Qin Jiu's voice rang in his ears, "He's a stupefied guy who secretly provokes people because he knows a little about the organization. He thinks he's smart but doesn't know how clumsy it is."

Seeing Qin Jiu stuffing the gun into the black-haired young man's hand, Jiang Guling couldn't help but clenched his fists, and soon forcibly relaxed in the darkness.

He watched Chiyoya Toru get excited by Shinsuo's message, watched Gin press again and again, the anger that had already risen in his throat was forcibly swallowed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Gin Jiu, I don't want to listen to your commentary." The blond man said coldly, "If you're here to show off your speaking skills, I don't mind calling Belmode to listen."

Qin Jiu sneered: "Indeed, your skills are no worse than mine."

Jiang Gu Ling didn't want this compliment at all!

But he knew gin's tricks as well as he would.

Despair is accumulated layer by layer, and people in the organization have always understood this trick.

He first created an environment where he couldn't escape, then told Chiyoya Toru that he knew him like the back of his hand, and then released the undercover who had been tortured to stimulate... None of these were enough to shake Chiyoya Toru, so what then?

Cinsault...

Fuguya Zero's breath stagnates, if there is anything that can shake Chiyoya Toru's will, it is nothing more than that he is almost obsessed with becoming a demon and wants to find Chiyoya early.

Of these things he could think of, Gin was naturally no stranger than him.

"If you want to see your sister, just shoot honestly."

In the picture, the silver-haired killer has prepared the photo of Cinsuo, almost breaking the face of the black-haired young man to make him face all this.

Chiyotani Toru's eyes opened wider, and the black pupil fogged up by the pain reflected the face of the woman who was very similar to him.

Cinsuo's photo brutally shattered all the defenses in his heart.

What could be more hopeless than finding a treasure that has been smashed to pieces?

The originally resolute struggle of the black-haired youth weakened in an instant, like a torch that was about to be blown out.

At this moment, Gin Jiu held the twitching fingers again, and roughly forced him to point at the undercover agent.

"Shoot!" Jiang Gu Zero subconsciously mouthed.

For a moment, he seemed to be standing beside Chiyoya Toru, feeling his gradually weak struggle and the painful choice he made.

If it were him, putting one end of the balance on Zhu Fu Jingguang, Jiang Gu Ling felt that he would choose to kill the undercover agent who was dying and could no longer survive--at that time he was not a policeman, not an undercover agent, but just an undercover agent who had not yet died. Just recruited police cadets.

How about a sense of responsibility?

Bitter emotions spread in my heart, and the cracks like spider webs climbed out one after another, and the pain pierced my heart.

Before the incident, no one knew that Cinsuo was a police officer. Until now, most people only knew that she was not dead, and did not know her identity.

If she knew that she was the one who caused Chiyoya Toru to kill him for the first time... how painful it would be.

Jiang Gu Ling slowly closed his eyes.

347.

Eight fifty-four, the Estrona.

Matsuda Jinpei mercilessly sent the man in black back to the special exhibition room, blocking him in. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the password box on the booth had been opened, and the contents must have fallen into the hands of the person in front of him. .

The sharp alarm finally stopped after the person came, and only the mournful groans of the slightly dead guards could be heard. The strong smell of blood permeated the room, stimulating the crazily secreted adrenal hormones.

The black-haired man took off the dagger he was biting between his teeth, and shook it in his hand. The blood on it fell to the ground, making a "click" sound.

He looked at Matsuda Zhenping coldly, but he didn't make a move directly, but pressed the headset and said in a low voice: "You go first, I still need a little time."

The curly-haired man had no bare hands, so he could only quickly pick up a gun with bullets from the ground, but when he looked up, he noticed the figure just behind the man.

The indifferent little girl who usually had a sullen face was lying on the ground without moving, while Chiyoya Saori, who he wanted to see these days, was sitting quietly in a wheelchair.

The sunlight passed through his hair and shone on his fair to almost transparent skin, but it didn't bring any vitality or heat.

Matsuda Jinhei's pupils shrank suddenly, and intense anger filled his brain, making him almost unable to hold the gun.

"You bastard!" he growled, "I'm going to fucking kill you!"

"Are you going to kill me?" The man turned his head slightly, and put the metal glasses back in front of him to block his expression.

He repeated Matsuda Jinpei's words very slowly, as if he was babbling, he articulated clearly and paused every word, as if he was confirming in turn whether he would do it or not.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse smile escaped from his throat, and he murmured: "Look, I'm not the first this time."

The fingers holding the dagger pressed against the sharp tip, showing a faint tendency to turn white.

Matsuda Jinpei raised his gun and pointed it directly at this man. Naturally, he knew a thing or two about the people in that organization—the dregs who committed countless cases, Gramani.

He didn't know what he was muttering, maybe it was communicating with his accomplices through the headset, or maybe he was madly expressing his pleasure in killing.

But Matsuda Jinpei knew that shooting this kind of person [-] times was considered light!

"I advise you to get caught without a fight." He put down his harsh words coldly, "I will send you to prison with my own hands, and make you, a scum, repent!"

As soon as the words fell, Matsuda Jinpei quickly aimed at his shoulder and shot a shot. At the same time, he rushed forward and twisted his arm that was leaning forward when he was dodging to the right.

Naturally, Gran Mani would not give him a chance. He almost went down an iron bridge, and immediately put one hand on the ground, his right leg swept across Matsuda Jinhei's advancing steps, trying to trip him.

"Matsu, Officer Matsuda!" Edogawa Conan's panting voice sounded through the crack of the door, and he shouted, "Gran, Granny is——!"

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, passing straight over the top of his head, carrying a strand of hair nailed to the wall, and the end of the dagger was still trembling slightly, carrying enough killing intent.

Edogawa Conan instantly felt like a chicken with its neck stuck, his eyes widened, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, the truth that he wanted to say got stuck in his throat due to nervousness, and turned into a "hehe" breath.

The two people in the exhibition hall were still fighting, and Matsuda Jinhei found that the man in front of him had almost abnormal ability to dodge bullets, so he simply dropped the shackles of the gun and fought him with his bare hands.

However, Gran Mani's one-shock dagger became a flying knife. Although the remaining knives were threatening, they were not incomparable to Matsuda Jinhei, who was extremely strong in fighting.

Edogawa Conan watched, and vaguely understood what Grammani meant.

This is a warning!

He was warning Edogawa Conan not to expose Gran Mani as Chiyoya Toru, and at the same time proved that he did know that Edogawa Conan had learned his true identity.

but why?

Why does Brother Che become like this whenever he encounters a mission!

Is the degree of brainwashing so serious!

Edogawa Conan's hands were covered with cold sweat. He was sure that if he opened his mouth again now, the rest of the dagger would definitely not be a warning, but would directly kill him!

The little detective saw Haibara Ai and Chiyotani Saori through the gap, and his heart became more numb.

He was still a little incomprehensible.

Now that he is warned not to speak out, what about afterward?

Whether Gran Mani was subdued by Matsuda Jinpei, or he escaped with other members of the organization, Chiyoya Toru's identity will be revealed...

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The sharp dagger grazed the curly hair, flattening a section of his well-groomed hairstyle. Matsuda Jinpei didn't dodge, and took advantage of the strength to give Gramani an elbow.

The latter took a step back, but he didn't even frown at the pain from the impact on his ribs. He just continued to hold the dagger and attacked his neck.

When he approached, Matsuda Jinpei smelled a faint scent of peppermint medicine. Although it was quickly dissipated by the strong smell of blood, it still managed to make him stunned for a moment.

With just one millisecond of error, Gramani's dagger was already in front of him. Matsuda Jinhei turned his head away with all his strength, but he still couldn't dodge out of the attack range.

The dagger slashed from the side to the neck with a cold light, but it swayed suddenly when it was about to pierce the spine, and in the end it only scraped off a piece of flesh and hair.

"Don't!" Edogawa Conan, who was watching outside, blurted out almost in a cardiac arrest, "Brother Che!"

Matsuda Jinpei only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the tingling was accompanied by the momentary crisis of life and death, which made him feel that his thoughts were a little short-circuited.

Chuck?Chiyoya Toru?What is Conan kid shouting?Could Toru Chiyoya come here now?

In such a dangerous scene, that bastard who hasn't recovered his body, get out of here quickly!

Before Matsuda Jinpei could explore his emotions at this moment, he also paused when he saw the black-haired man in front of him.

Grammani gritted his teeth so much that the muscles on his cheeks were twisted a bit, and those eyes were fixed on him, even through the reflective mirror, Matsuda Jinhei could see that there was no concealment anger and hatred.

...hatred?

Obviously he had the upper hand, why did Grammani hate him?

Matsuda Zhenping was a little surprised, but he still took advantage of this short time to make a move. When the opponent was caught off guard, he snatched the dagger with his hands, and made a deep gash on his right wrist.

Grammani retreated back and retracted his right arm, holding it with his left hand. Blood gushed out from the severed wrist and fell to the ground.

His expression suddenly calmed down, as if the waves on the sea were suddenly frozen in the air, he was about to fall, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said almost mockingly: "Are you satisfied?"

"I..." Matsuda Jinpei thought he was asking him, frowning and trying to answer the inexplicable words, but saw Gran Mani attacking more violently, with a look of immortality.

Edogawa Conan who was outside was completely stunned. He always felt that the "Brother Che" he blurted out just now seemed to open up a different situation, and he let Matsuda Jinpei win the game back.

Gramani was injured in one hand and his dagger was taken away. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't break out from under Matsuda Jinpei, not to mention that the guards outside also stopped him. It was impossible to leave.

But...it's not just Grammani!

In case Officer Matsuda hits too hard, how will it end later? !

Edogawa Conan felt that it would be fruitless for him to wait here, and he would be interrupted when he wanted to say something. None of these two people listened to him!

He thought for a second, gritted his teeth and ran out quickly, ready to find rescuers.

348.

Eight o'clock, organization.

"As long as you pull the trigger, I'll tell you about your sister."

"As long as you pull the trigger, I'll put you in touch."

"You don't have to kill him, just shoot him."

A sound of words pierced into his ears like a devil's murmur, dragging Rei Fuguya to that scene, he felt like he was holding a hot gun in his hand, and standing opposite him was Toru Chiyoya.

The young man's eyes were wet, as if he had also been stained with the color and temperature of blood bit by bit, it was astonishingly hot.

"boom--!"

The crisp gunshots rang out in the broadcasting room, Jiang Gu Ling closed his eyes, but dared not watch this scene.

There seemed to be a big hole in his heart, it was empty, the pain made him want to bend down, the black in front of his eyes stirred and swirled, turning into a deeper blank.

—Toru shot.

——Toru Chiyoya shot.

It is forced, it is helpless.

Furutani Rei chose to accept his reason for shooting, but Chiyotani Toru himself could not.

He was afraid to open his eyes to see Toru's desperate eyes, and at the same time felt that his initial guess was so embarrassing.

How could he think toru would shoot for other reasons...

"Tsk, let's skip this part!" Qin Jiu suddenly said, and connected with the three words "You are dreaming" that Chiyoya Toru shouted in the video, there was such a feeling of dialogue across time and space.

The silver-haired killer's face darkened instantly, and the bad memory suddenly jumped up and punched him.

Jiang Gu Ling almost trembled all over his body, knocking the table in front of him unexpectedly. He opened his eyes and looked directly at Gin Jiu's surprised eyes. His body moved autonomously and pulled the remote control in his hand, and said with a cold face: "no!"

Gin: "..."

The silver-haired killer expressed a little annoyance at Bourbon's behavior of watching the bustle. He lit another cigarette as if to retaliate. He didn't smoke, but put it on his fingertips and let the smoke fill it, so as to disgust his colleagues who never smoked.

Fuguya Rei couldn't smell anything now, and he looked at Chiyoya Toru almost greedily.

The sudden burst of vitality of the black-haired youth is so amazing, his eyes seem to hide many stars under the light, containing extremely strong energy.

At the last moment, he opened the gun crookedly with Gin's hand, turned his head, and caught the hunter who thought he was bound to win by surprise.

Qin Jiu was rarely injured, let alone his arm bleed from being bitten, so embarrassing that it could be called black history.

Rei Fuguya inexplicably remembered the time when Toru Chiyotani fought with the instructor Onizuka in the police academy. The young man was as agile as a swallow, as steady as a mountain, and even almost beat Onizuka Hachizo to the ground when he was injured.

If he's not hurt...

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Just like a cat playing with a mouse, hunters never hesitate to give their prey a chance to fight back before they die. They enjoy the desperate expression of the prey when they think they have escaped but are facing death.

"what……"

The black-haired young man couldn't help but let out a groan. The gin and thunder struck his injured shoulder again, and his bones rubbed against each other as if they were overwhelmed. The cold sweat like a waterfall accompanied by blood instantly stained his clothes even more. drenched.

Jiang Guling looked at those black eyes that finally ignited flames, like fireworks going off, and then fell into the cold in a short time, leaving only a panic embers, strong unwillingness to crawl out from the dust, but He was firmly pressed down again.

It hurts so much...

It hurts too much.

Jiang Gu Ling still retained a sliver of reason, and did not squeeze the remote control in his hand to make a sound, but the nails of the other hand had sunk deeply into the palm, and several blood spots were suppressed.

The young man raised his head upwards, and his eyes seemed to fall directly on him through the surveillance system. Furutani Rei felt inexplicably that Chiyotani Toru was asking him for help—he was thinking of them at the time.

The lips that had been so painful that they had been trembling opened and closed with difficulty, slurring a few meaningless words from an angle that Gin couldn't see.

"zero..."

He is calling him...

Toru Chiyoya is calling him...

At that time, Jiang Gu Ling was still enjoying a peaceful life in the police academy, and he had no idea where and what his contemporaries were like.

Jiang Gu Zero was almost overwhelmed by self-blame, he looked at the screen in a daze, as if he was undergoing a mental torture.

"It's a hard nut to crack, isn't it?" Qin Jiu tapped the ash and said lightly, "It's a good thing he has a special constitution, otherwise he would die like this, and it would really be a waste of my time."

"Shut up." He said hoarsely, "Gin, you are annoying."

Qin Jiu squinted his eyes and approached him suddenly, looked at the bloodshot eyes of Jiang Gu Ling, and said suspiciously: "Why do I feel...you are sympathizing with Chiyo Gu Toru?"

Jiang Gu Ling's sanity returned, and his purple-gray eyes instantly suppressed all emotions, leaving only a blank color: "No."

He heard himself say: "I just feel that his feelings for Xinsuo are nothing more than that."

Even in this situation, Jiang Guling still followed the shadow left by Shensuo, and used her as an excuse to wash away his suspicions - facing the scene of her brother being tortured.

Qin Jiu chuckled when he heard the words: "You have misunderstood this."

"Do you know why Grammani killed Cinsault?"

Jiang Gu Ling was startled, and shook his head.

This is indeed the most strange point for him. If Toru Chiyoya wants to use this kind of behavior to repel Shinsuo's approach, so as to preserve his dignity, it will not cause trouble to the point where the entire organization knows, and even the boss will end.

Gin knocked on the cigarette, and said calmly: "Because APTX-3112, which is an effect of brainwashing veritaserum, can reverse the strongest emotion of the recipient in a short period of time. The stronger the intensity, the deeper it will last. longer."

"It was also triggered during Cinsuo's injection, otherwise it wouldn't have caused scandals all over the organization." Gin couldn't help frowning when he mentioned it, "Fortunately, it only lasted for a few years."

"The rest is the same." Gin finished, "otherwise, why do you think that gentleman restricted Grammani from using Tokyo's bomb stockpile? The uncontrollable emotions brought about by this kind of brainwashing made it difficult for him to contain own desire to kill and destroy."

Jiang Guling listened, but felt that his head was hit by a hammer suddenly, and the appearance of gin in front of him turned into a hideous black shadow, leaving only the continuous sound like ringing a bell echoing in his mind.

"The emotional reversal caused by brainwashing...the stronger and the deeper..."

"strong……"

Grammani hated God to the bone.

Chiyoya Toru is deeply in love with Chiyoya Saori.

Gran Mani thirsts for blood and kills like hemp.

Chiyoya Toru tried his best...and wanted to protect them.

349.

Nine o'clock, Ethrona.

In the room, the curly-haired police officer directly used the advantage of the dagger to suppress Gran Mani with his backhand.

For some reason, after Grammani said "Are you satisfied?", his movements became more difficult, and his extremely pursed lips were faintly white, especially decisive.

The two hit each other, from the door to the booth, from the shadow to the sun, Cinsuo was still quietly sleeping in the wheelchair, but both of them avoided her tacitly.

Matsuda Jinpei's elbow brushed Granny's cheek during the fight, and the metal glasses flew out, and the legs of the glasses caught Yi Rong during the movement. The damaged corner of the mask...

"Tear!"

Most of the dull, hard material was torn off, revealing a paler chin, which formed a stark contrast with the upper half of the face.

Grammani was obviously startled for a moment, her tightly pursed lips parted slightly, and then closed again quickly, her eyes showed a slightly rounded arc after losing the cover of her glasses.

"Sure enough, it's Yi Rong." Matsuda pinned him down with a backhanded posture, and stretched out his hand with a sneer, "Let me see how shameful this is!"

"Don't..." The black-haired man instantly raised the hand that was not restrained due to the injury, and blocked it in front of his face. The blood overflowing from the wound wet his pale lips and also wet Matsuda's array. Flat fingertips.

The curly-haired police officer felt that his fingertips were getting numb from the heat, and an unspeakable premonition suddenly appeared in his mind, as if the disguise of the person in front of him was a Pandora's box, and it would lead to another direction if he uncovered it.

"Matsuda Jinpei." Grammani, who was showing fragility just now, suddenly smiled provocatively, "Do it."

The curly-haired police officer shrank his pupils: "You——!"

This change of attitude was too quick for him to react at all.

"Go away!" Soon, the person under him was trembling all over, and kept slapping him with his palms. Matsuda turned his head reflexively, bent down and pressed his other arm hard.

Granny was quiet again. He gasped lowly, as if he was exhausted, and coughed a few times in a very small way. Wisps of blood overflowed from his lips, blending with the blood that was already stained on his face. together.

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