Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Thunder roared.

The scarlet blood smeared and wet the woman's loose clothes, making the red-black hole in her abdomen extremely hideous.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's lips kept trembling.

A few minutes ago, he spent too long aiming under the watchful eyes of the three code members, which caused Gin to question and Belmode to sneer with unknown meaning.

In the end, it was Eiji Kurosawa who pressed the trigger for him when he approached his ear to urge him by taking advantage of the blind spot.

Zhu Fu Jingguang never expected that Eiji would shoot for him directly, nor did he expect that his subconscious struggle would be so violent, and he never thought that Eiji Kurosawa would act as if he had expected his resistance a long time ago. Such a huge countermeasure was taken in an instant.

In the end, the bullet still hit the pregnant woman, and because of his last-minute interference, the bullet that was supposed to hit the heart went straight to the abdomen.

It was like——like he shot the baby who hadn't had time to see the world with his own hands...!

Zhu Fu Jingguang clenched his blood-smelling teeth, his heart ached as if he was about to be torn apart by invisible hands, but he couldn't even groan in pain, and even let out a mocking sneer with a cold face:

"I said earlier that your suspicions are unreasonable. I am not a hypocrite. How could those pious policemen do what I do?"

"Well... that's true."

Belmode put down the binoculars, his narrow and beautiful eyes seemed to be very casual, but also seemed to glance at him with some deep meaning, and then specifically said to Gin: "The target is dead, Gin."

Although Gin is now down and out, the one who is not even qualified to confirm the supervision task, but Belmode and him are old acquaintances, knowing that this wolf cannot be silent for a long time, so she still treats it with the same attitude as before. Gin, did not take the opportunity to add insult to injury.

——She believes that her handsome and capable ally Cognac will definitely make this wolf eat up, no matter under the bed or on the bed, so she just needs to sit and watch the show, doesn't she?

Anyway, what she needs to pay is just like today, to do a little favor for this terrifying man who has no plans to spare—a small favor that won't cause fire even if she traces it afterwards.

why not?

Hearing Belmode's words, Gin didn't say anything, but he obviously didn't trust Zhu Fu Jingguang based on this task, his eyes were still as cold as knives.

It's just that today's trial has come to an end, and there will be no other gains if he stays here, so he glanced at Eiji Kurosawa and motioned him to follow him, then turned and prepared to leave.

However, the smart Eiji-kun obviously has other plans.

He stopped Gin, and while the other two were still present, he smiled openly and said, "I'm sorry brother, I'm busy with the boss recently, so I can't go back with you."

Qin Jiu paused, and frowned unconsciously.

Anyone can see that his mood is not very good because of this sentence, but because the reason Eiji brought up is the boss, so he can neither object nor intervene, and in the end he can only respond with a dull nasal voice One sound.

Belmod raised an eyebrow.

Before she opened her mouth to ridicule, Gin Jiu realized that her attitude was too cold, and reacted in time, opening her mouth to make up for something.

But in the next second, Kurosawa Eiji said immediately: "So big brother, can I ask you to deal with the aftermath of the Xiaoka Group?"

"..." Everyone was stunned.

There is no doubt that Eiji brought up the matter of "post-processing related to the Xiaoka Group".

He reported to the boss as a severely injured wounded person that although the drugs that were the focus of the two organizations' transactions had disappeared, the Xiaoka Group obviously didn't know this, and they could completely pretend that the drugs were in their hands, thus Using scorpions and drugs as bargaining chips, hit the Xiaoka Group hard!

Anyway, they have already made a big deal with the Xiaoka Group (thanks to the trouble caused by the four bottles of fake wine), in this case, they just don't do anything and keep going, let's make this quarrel to the end!

After hearing this, the ignorant boss of the Xiaoka Group admired Ying Er's proposal, and agreed with it with a wave of his hand.

Of course, as the proposer of the plan, this task of making great contributions naturally fell on the second hand of Kurosawa Ei, who was responsible for negotiating with the Xiaoka Group.

The members of the organization who heard about this incident these days are all jealous of Bacardi, but now this person says that he will directly give up this good job to Gin?

Belmode was very surprised, but she quickly thought of something, and her eyes flashed with thought.

——Konek is... is taking the initiative to return the things in his hand to Gin?

That's right, after all, he has painstakingly managed that affectionate character, if he shows his flaws at this time, the boss will definitely feel that he has deep plans...

But is Cognac such a character who is willing to give up what is in his hand?

【"No matter how much the fruit is soaked in gin, it is still a fruit. Since it is a fruit, or a fruit that someone handed to your mouth, there is no reason not to eat it."】

【"It's just that, even if it's the best loyal dog that I played with, I won't be merciful if I dare to snatch the fruit that already belongs to me?"】

Conversations from the past come to mind unexpectedly.

Belmode's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes to hide his momentary gaffe, and when he raised his eyes again, he smiled very naturally: "Ah, can you even give up such a good opportunity? The relationship between you two is still so good Well, Bacardi."

——I see, do you want to turn the gin into a part of that fruit and digest it together, Cognac?

"Ahahaha, of course! My sincerity towards Brother Gin is a lesson to be learned!" Eiji Kurosawa seemed oblivious to her scrutiny, and admitted directly with a smile.

Belmod raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Gin who was standing there indistinctly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched.

Look, what did she say?Good show... Isn't this just the beginning?

Gin stared at Eiji silently.

The blue-haired young man seemed unaware of his mixed emotions. Seeing him looking over, he tilted his head at him with a smiling expression, as if asking "what's the matter".

"..." Qin Jiu took a deep breath silently, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Really leave it to me?"

"Of course it's true!" Eiji Kurosawa replied doubtfully but naturally, "If I don't give it to my brother, who else can I give it to?"

Gin twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent in the end.

In all fairness, because the target is Eiji Kurosawa—the puppy who bears his surname and has always had him as the backbone since before, so he, who has always claimed to be the leader, voluntarily gave way to the puppy. Things, for a while, I was a little at a loss.

What's more, he really couldn't refuse this opportunity.

This feeling is as if the guardian has never taken advantage of the child, but now the guardian has become a useless adult and has come to the point where he has to rely on the child.

This filled the always proud Gin with unspeakable unwillingness, complexity, self-loathing, and even frustration.

Yet at the same time, he's uncharacteristically not at all annoyed at his inability to help like Eiji's alms, he's just...

It's just that when he found his mobile phone number and found thousands of text messages from Eiji in it, he was in a dumb state.

The trust, sincerity, and... selfless love from this little brat are rushing towards him like those text messages, making him almost unable to breathe when he is submerged.

For Gin, this kind of psychology is very strange.

But he can be sure that this feeling is actually...

... not too bad.

After a moment of silence, the silver-haired man suddenly raised his hand and touched the head of the young man in front of him. There was a well-disguised, sigh-like compromise in his tone: "...you're promising."

For this alone, Gin compromised with a close person who bears the same surname as himself.

He accepted the other party's help in his time of crisis, and allowed himself to show a slightly weak posture in front of this one person—with a calm, even joyful attitude.

I have always only believed in myself and only relied on my own gin. I have never felt so clearly like this moment-the lonely wolf who has always walked alone and never let down his vigilance when sleeping. I don’t know when I have someone to accompany me. presence around.

The kid who was led into the organization by Rum back then was the only person he could rely on for a moment in this world.

The patter of rain began.

Under the dark eaves, a tall and tall young man strolled leisurely against the rain curtain, editing emails casually.

Gradually, the sound of another person's footsteps was mixed into the sound of rain like pearls and jade falling on a plate.

The blue-haired young man didn't turn his head back, and asked briskly, "Don't go home in such heavy rain, could it be that you want to act like a spoiled child to me?"

He closed the phone with a "snap", turned around and looked at the young man wearing a hood who was walking oppressively, and said with a slow smile, "Guang, Shu, Jun——"

"boom!!"

Before the end sound fell, the rapidly approaching figure grabbed his collar and slammed him backwards, causing his back to collide with the glass door of the shopping mall with a dull bang.

"L--"

The excessive force caused the raindrops on the visitor's body to crackle and fall. He lifted his head tremblingly with shortness of breath, and the cold rainwater rolled down the corners of his eyes, making a heartbreaking trill in the lonely rainy night: " Why did you do that—?!"

The drenched Zhu Fu Jingguang roared out heart-piercing questions, trembling like a homeless and lost black cat, and squeezed out broken, angry, painful sobs from his throat.

He looked directly at the pair of indifferent ice-like eyes looking down on him, and felt a kind of cold despair in the midsummer rainy night.

"That person is the wife of the Matsumoto Police Department of the National Police Agency...!"

Trembling, he squeezed out difficult words between his teeth, tightened his grip on Eiji's collar, and wailed in vain: "You chose the mission, right? You don't know that she is Who!! Why did you choose her in this case?! That mother is innocent! Her child is innocent—?!"

The weeping blood-like questioning came to an abrupt end with a heavy punch on the cheek.

"Be sober, Zhu Fu Jingguang."

Eiji Kurosawa straightened his collar, looked down indifferently at the person he had knocked down to the ground, and said in a cold, concise and extremely sharp tone: "Of course I chose her so that you would not be exposed. If the person who shot Without enough weight, do you think you can wash away the suspicion so easily?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting in the rain like a lost soul, trembled all over. However, just when Eiji thought he would accuse himself of meddling in excitement, or shouted in a broken voice that he would rather expose himself than kill innocent lives, But he firmly grasped the clothes around his heart, and squeezed out a hoarse and bitter murmur from his throat: "...that's right."

Eiji Kurosawa paused: "What?"

"...Actually, I didn't intend to shoot until the end." Zhu Fu Jingguang who had calmed down said in a trance, he stood up unsteadily, and seemed to be very tired and leaned on one shoulder Stone pillars under the eaves.

"I know that it will deepen the suspicion of the organization, and I know that it will make me face more difficulties, but as long as it is directed at me personally, I will never feel embarrassed. I just...I, I can't ..."

The drenched young man shook his head as if unable to speak, and looked up at Eiji Kurosawa with almost tears in his eyes.

"If there is even a glimmer of hope, I want to do my best to avoid the death of innocent people."

"I am very grateful for what you did to keep me from being exposed. I know that you must have your own considerations and plans, and you can't help yourself... A naive person like me must have caused you a lot of trouble Well...but...but, instructor..."

The Maoyan youth almost choked up and called out the title that represented the identities and past of the two. After a moment of stalemate, he staggered forward a few steps as if he could no longer bear it, and almost panicked at the place separated by heavy rain. Walking out of another world-like corridor, on a rainy night soaked in guilt and despair, he threw himself into the cold embrace of Eiji Kurosawa.

"But... even so, I still believe in you."

He murmured like this, the soul forged by gentleness and kindness seemed to emit warm light to disperse the darkness at that moment, and the hasty exhalation sprayed on Eiji's neck, almost burning his cold shell.

He is like a cat who is still willing to show his belly to the person in front of him after being hurt. He is so scared that his small ears are trembling and drooping, but he still holds the hand that Eiji stretched out to him persistently, meowing and telling himself Unwavering tenderness.

He was using address, attitude, and this first hug that took the initiative to surpass the distance between teacher and student, and said silently to Eiji——

Even at this point, he still trusted him from the bottom of his heart.

Unlike the former Fugu Rei, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who is as gentle as flowing water and as firm as the warm sun, even if he learned of Eiji's code name, even if he was forced to shoot innocent innocent lives, his trust in Eiji did not waver in the slightest. .

This soul is so clean, just like his name, it is a bright light that can purify all sins and darkness.

Who can bear to let such a light go out?

In a place that Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't see, Ying Er looked down at his rain-wet eyelashes that were still trembling slightly, and the corners of his lips evoked a pleasant smile slightly imperceptibly.

He is so dazzling and straight up.

He is so docile and dependent on him, it is regrettable and pitiful.