Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Before the arrival of "that moment", when Zhu Fu Jingguang had the last conversation with Yu Shuran, he heard Fuguya Rei yelling at Kurosawa Eiji for being such a jerk, but there was a helpless smile on his lips.

"He really had no reason to come, zero."

The Maoyan youth refused to tell You Shunran where he was, and he huddled in the corner alone and covered his wound, his eyes were like the moonlight of that night, clear and gentle, "Don't forget, he has a different position from us, don't force him .”

["But he clearly—"]

"Zero is so nice." Before You Xunran could say more, Zhu Fu Jingguang interrupted him with a chuckle, and said a rare and honest, full of envy and sour words in a joking tone: "You The reason why you can ask him for help so naturally is because he really dotes on you...I'm spoiled, zero."

Like him, he doesn't have the confidence to ask his "boyfriend" for help.

["hiro..."] Rei Fuguya couldn't help being speechless.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a while, quickly concealed his feelings, and sighed with a smile: "I always hope that he can protect himself more, instead of exposing himself for people like me."

["What do you call a person like you... Besides, that guy is not a police officer at all! How can you be sure that he is an undercover agent?"] At this point, Jiang Gu Ling spoke directly.

"But you actually trust him, don't you?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked back.

[“…”] Jiang Gu Ling was dumbfounded.

He thought of the young man's fierce and cruel methods during the interrogation, and the figure running towards him without hesitation in the sea of ​​flames, and he had to admit that his best friend was right.

If it wasn't for the trust from the bottom of his heart, why would he go to Jing Guang without thinking before contacting him?

Deep down in his heart, he may have long understood that Eiji Kurosawa cannot be regarded as a good person in the orthodox sense, but that person is trustworthy to him.

He trusted him and was willing to give his life to him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was not surprised by Jiang Gu Ling's silence, he laughed hoarsely, and said in a low voice:

"My abilities are limited. Even if I don't expose myself now, I'm afraid I won't be able to climb high enough if I go undercover, but Zero, you and him are different from me. Even if I become cold and wrapped in dark silt, I still believe Your blood is the red of justice."

"I hope you will live and live to the day of victory."

"Goodbye, zero."

["...what? Wait, hiro—"]

Zhu Fu Jingguang hung up the phone resolutely, then deleted the call history, turned off the phone, and finally took a deep breath, clenched the gun in his arms, and his eyes became sharp and firm.

There was a muffled sound of physical impact.

Zhu Fu Jingguang rolled over on the ground, and when he looked up again, there was a gun in his hand out of thin air.

He pointed the gun at Akai Shuichi in front of him, but the other party slowed him down a step because he didn't expect that he was thrown out just to draw the gun, and had to raise his hands to show that he was harmless.

The two confronted each other for a few seconds, and then the tense air was broken by the man's low laughter.

"I can't see that you are usually so gentle, but when you are serious, you have such a stern look. But it's no wonder, that guy can't appreciate people who have no skills."

Akai Shuichi said this jokingly, although his tone sounded like a smile, but the aura around him was very gloomy, and there seemed to be unresolved melancholy in his green eyes.

He took a full view of Zhu Fu Jingguang's curled fingers, and after a pause, he said in a voice of joy and anger: "Are you going to take him away together?"

"...What?" Zhu Fu Jingguang choked for breath, and his heart beat violently a few times.

--you?

——Is this "you" a general term for the police, or does it refer to him and...? !

Seeing the guard all over his body for a moment, Akai Shuichi smiled lightly, under his gaze that seemed to be able to burn a hole in himself, he mouthed lightly:

'Bourbon. '

——zero! !

Zhu Fujing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to pull the trigger immediately.

"Before you shoot me, are you sure you don't want to listen to me?"

Seeing that he was still being pointed at by the gun, Akai Shuichi regretfully stopped the trivial revenge, and said this seriously.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's face was frighteningly cold: "There's nothing to say, I know who the 'he' you're talking about is, but I won't and it's impossible for me to take a criminal away."

"..." Akai Shuichi looked at him silently.

He naturally heard that Zhu Fu Jingguang vigilantly replaced the "you" in his words with "I", knowing that nothing can be discussed if this continues, so he had to sigh and take the initiative to express his sincerity:

"Don't be nervous, Scotland, I didn't tell anyone about this—let me introduce myself, I'm Shuichi Akai, who was sent by the FBI to be an undercover agent in the black organization, and Bacardi also knows about my identity."

"...What did you say?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes widened in astonishment.

"If you don't believe me, you can call him now. But I want you to recall that when you were in Enoshima, you and Bourbon met a relieved look because the drugs were diverted."

When Akai Hideichi said this, under Zhu Fu Jingguang's shocked eyes, he showed a smile that was not a smile.

"Thank you, Scotland, I ignored Bourbon's vicious proposal to use me as your scapegoat, and I hid it for you. The reason why Bacardi directly rejected Bourbon at that time was also because he had already Just know I'm the FBI."

"You..." Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression was unpredictable, and he wondered whether he should believe him or not.

Although his words sound reasonable, even if there is a slight danger, Zhu Fujingguang will never gamble with the lives of Fuguya Rei and Kurosawa Eiji.

"Okay, if you understand, put the gun down, Scotland, and I will find a way to let you go reasonably."

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Akai Hideichi seized the opportunity to persuade him, and even made a joke with the dark humor of the beautiful country: "When you are safe and the organization is destroyed, we will deal with our personal feelings. It's not too late to dispute."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's mouth twitched.

——This guy actually said this at such a time?

He looked at Akai Shuichi with complicated eyes, weighed the pros and cons for a short time, and finally lowered the muzzle of his gun cautiously, maintaining a posture where he could raise the gun again at any time, and asked tentatively: "What are you going to do? "

Akai Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "According to the information I have collected, Gin Jiu hates you so much that he sent at least three teams of action teams—"

"Whoosh-!"

A bullet pierced through the night and grazed the side of Zhu Fu Jingguang's neck straight.

Blood spattered, and the pistol came out of his hand.

Shuichi Akai was startled, and shouted "sniper" in a low voice, subconsciously looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was wiped down by the bullet.

He reflexively wanted to rush over, but at the last moment, the responsibility and mission that belonged to him on his shoulders made him hesitate for a moment.

Because, the only ones who are shooting towards Scotland now may be people from the organization.

"Whoosh-!"

At the moment when he was hesitating, another bullet whizzed towards him, hitting his feet like a warning, stirring up countless rubble.

Akai Hideichi clenched his palms tightly, and finally stood where he was, his downcast eyes concealed the deep powerlessness and bitter apology in his eyes.

At the same time, he was also puzzled: he had inquired about the search area of ​​several other teams in advance, they obviously shouldn't appear here!

Who is coming?

The second he was thinking this way, as if he had a sense of his own in the dark, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the roof beside him, his pupils shrank uncontrollably when they touched the person standing on the edge.

That figure...that indescribable sense of danger...could it be—could this person be—? !

"Good evening, everyone."

A strange and lazy voice came.

A man stood on the railing of the roof at some point. He was wearing a dark robe, his height, body shape, and all the details were covered by the wide robe, not even his hands and hairstyle were exposed.

Under the moonlight, the whole body of the figure was coated with a layer of mysterious light. He turned his back to the full moon, and the robe and hood on his head fluttered mysteriously with the wind, revealing a creepy smiling mask.

He condescendingly looked down at the two men who were full of astonishment. He seemed to be in a happy mood and smiled, and said leisurely: "It's the first time we meet, please allow me to introduce myself—"

"I am Cognac, the noblest brandy of the organization."

"—Patter."

The blond young man who hurried over according to the location of the phone stopped, then suddenly raised his head, and looked at the man in shock and bewilderment.

... Cognac?

Cognac! !

In just an instant, intense light burst out from those amethyst-like eyes.Jiang Gu Ling took a step forward subconsciously, then hesitantly retreated into the shadows, wondering if he should show up now.

However, before he could make a decision, another sharp steel bullet whistled from a distance, scraped Cognac's hood, and hit Zhu Fu Jingguang's thigh directly.

The cat-eyed young man who had just stood up half straight and seemed to want to escape didn't even have time to groan, and fell heavily on the ground.

Chi Jingxiu's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the hand under his body secretly.

The gurgling blood flowed out from the young man's body, together with the bullet that hit him mercilessly, the surprise on Jiang Gu Ling's face suddenly froze, revealing a sculpture-like stiff and cold expression.

At that moment, there was something wrong with the instinctive feeling of the young man who had already let go of half of his heart—the temperament of the person he was familiar with at the moment was too cold and empty, as if wearing the ninja-like clothes that concealed his face and changed his mind. After the sound and words, he suddenly became another person.

A bloodless and tearless man who is as cold and precise as a machine.

"Stay still, my dear Scotland, I'm not finished yet."

Relying on the cover of the sniper, the man who was exposed in front of everyone's eyes lightly smiled and spread his hands lazily.

"Anyway, you are now surrounded by my people—that's right, whether it's Kamu on the building behind, or Ley next to you, everyone is my dog, and none of them will let you escape, okay? So Save your energy and tell me your real name obediently! I will find your family, lover and friends very patiently one by one, and ask them to accompany you, eh—?"

"Go to hell, you scum!!"

A shout of uncontainable anger exploded in the night.

It's hard to imagine that such a hoarse roar actually burst out from the body of the person named "Zhu Fu Jingguang" who even had a bright name.

Yet it is so.

The young man who had been lying on the ground suddenly turned over, holding the gun that he had hidden very well in his hand, his star-like dazzling eyes contained a look of perseverance, so sharp that it could almost pierce people's hearts.

He stared at Cognac with this kind of indomitable and decisive eyes, and slowly pulled the trigger with his thumb under the gaze of everyone.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Jiang Gu Ling's eyes widened a little bit. He was almost dazed, but at the same time his eyes were tearing open. He watched his best friend who was as close as family aimed his gun at his heart and the mobile phone in his left breast pocket. Looking at his soft eyebrows and eyes revealing an astonishing determination, he fired resolutely in the dead silence.

He never knew that the sound of the revolver's gun was so deafening.

It was as if his heart had been shattered as well.

Not to mention that what followed the gunshot was the steel bullet that landed precisely between the eyebrows of his best friend.

...snipers.

That person pretended to be an organization cadre, but he even brought a sniper.

hehehehehe

Perhaps the emotional management center malfunctioned, and at this moment, Jiang Guling wanted to laugh out loud.

How funny, isn't it funny?

The person he trusted the most had forced his best friend to death.

This is really... there is nothing funnier than this.

Under the gaze of the young man who thought he was smiling, but actually looked uglier than crying, Zhu Fu Jingguang slowly fell backwards, accompanied by blood all over the sky.

He seemed to see Jiang Gu Ling at the last moment, and he seemed to see someone else. In short, his expression was fixed on a piece of tranquility, as if he had fulfilled all his wishes peacefully.

...Yeah, this person who is gentle to the bottom of his heart, at the last moment, all he thinks about is destroying the phone, because for him, as long as he can protect the most important existence to him, he can already be satisfied.

As for his own regrets and wishes, they are all things that can be easily given up.

What a...fool...

Jiang Gu Ling stood there stiffly, as if he had lost the ability to manage his limbs, lowering his head to hide his overly violent emotions, and also suppressed the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes in the next second.

"...Hey, why did he die?"

It seemed as if a century had passed before the voice resounded in the deaf ears.

Jiang Gu Ling raised his head mechanically, and saw the man in black robe standing in front of his best friend with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and lamenting his death.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to use him as a guinea pig for the experiment... You're too quick, Kamu!"

"Yes! I'm very sorry, Mr. Cognac! But at that moment, I thought he was aiming the gun at you, so I shot subconsciously! Please forgive me!"

"Ah, um... Forget it, after all, he is a traitor to the organization, so if he dies, he will die. Oh, by the way, Ley, come over and check to see if he is completely dead, and it will be good for Gin later. an explanation."

"……Yes."

"Well, what's the matter? You're really dead, right? Then let's stop here! The person was killed by me, so I'll clean up the scene... Wait."

The man who was talking with the people around him seemed to be thinking of something at this moment, and turned his head to a corner and waved his hand familiarly: "Hey, Bourbon, do you want to check it too?"

Is Bourbon coming too?

Did he... see it?

Akai Shuichi's body shook slightly, but in the end he could only lower his eyes silently without any reaction.

"……"examine?

It took several seconds for the blond young man with his head down to respond. He slowly rolled his eyes and raised them in the night with a numb expression. The whites of his eyes looked creepy in the darkness for no reason.

"..." Cognac put down his hand without saying a word, turned his head and said nonchalantly, "Oh, it seems that Bourbon doesn't want to do an autopsy. The rest is easy!"

He announced so briskly, and after finishing speaking, he bent down and casually carried the lifeless person on his shoulders, not caring at all that the blood of the other party stained his robe.

Where no one could see, his hand stroked the young man's warm back up and down, and then patted it lightly.

"Tick, tick..."

The sound of blood dripping.

Zhu Fu Jingguang nestled in the dark cabinet, curled up and listened to the footsteps outside, and even felt strangely nostalgic for this long-awaited dream.

Now he already knows that the murderer outside is called Wai Shouyi, he knows his motive for killing his parents, he knows the name of the song he hummed, and he knows that after turning around a few times, he will see through the gap in the cabinet. Own.

But today, this dream seems to be different.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head in his dream, and saw that lying outside was no longer his parents, but himself.

He was stunned for a moment, and then felt his body move like thousands of times before, approaching the gap of the cabinet tremblingly.

If there is no accident, the murderer who will appear in front of him next should be the guard——

【"Good evening, Scotland."】

A pale smiling mask suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart skipped a beat, and in the next second his neck was grabbed by an invisible hand. He struggled with all his strength, but the weird smiling face mask was close to his face, and he breathed coldly. With a strange smile——

【"Good evening, Jing Guang, how about having your brother and lover to accompany you? Hahahaha—"】

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly opened his eyes from the nightmare.

His whole body twitched, and he sat up vigorously from the bed. His whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water and sweated profusely. While looking around in stress, he touched his heart in shock.

It was there intact, but a phone that should have been broken, with information on family members and partners, was gone.

Surrounded by an absolutely airtight and unfamiliar environment, the high-tech doors are locked with more than one lock.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he hurriedly used his chaotic brain to try to sort out everything in horror. However, when he was trying weakly to fill up the gap in his memory, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "In Looking for this?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang froze for a moment, then turned his head like an electric shock in the next second, opened his mouth and called out the man's code name regardless of the severe pain from his neck and thighs: "Cognac—?!"

Mao Mao, who rarely bared his teeth, froze in place.

Wherever he looked, the blue-haired young man in a familiar black robe blinked, shook his cell phone innocently, and showed him a pure smile.

"Hi? Call me?"

"..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang only stayed for a second.

A second later, the eyes of the public security policeman suddenly turned cold, and he jumped out of bed in a state of serious injury inconceivably, rushed straight to the young man like lightning, and reached out to grab his mobile phone.

Of course, it was easily dodged.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing all of a sudden, Jing Guang! It's me, the handsome and suave Ying Er-sama!"

The blue-haired young man dodged his surprise attack as soon as he raised his hand, took a step back and looked at him dissatisfied, and then gradually widened his eyes incredulously under the cold gaze of the other party: "Isn't it? You doubt me?"

"Stop talking nonsense! What's your purpose in locking me here?! And why are you pretending to be the owner of this face?!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang listened to his "Cognac" voice, his eyes became colder and colder, and he rushed forward to grab him, and he seemed determined to use force.

"No, wait! I'm really Eiji, Jingguang! Jingguang, don't hit me!!" Under his fierce offensive, the blue-haired youth dodged left and right in a panic, and shouted words of begging for mercy in panic. , but the louder he yelled, the harder Zhu Fu Jingguang hit.

This kind of farce continued for a while, until the blue-haired youth suddenly sighed helplessly at a certain moment, abruptly stopped dodging like a trick, raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Fu Jingguang's fist, and pulled him into his arms hard the area.

With the breeze blowing slightly, the light woody aroma filled the nostrils as it crashed into the opponent's arms.

It was a smell so familiar that it penetrated into the bone marrow, because Zhu Fu Jingguang had smelled the fragrance of this vine flower countless times in the hospital.

Subconsciously struggling and suddenly froze, Zhu Fu Jingguang trembled all over, his eyes widened uncontrollably, he grabbed the young man's clothes and raised his head, his pupils trembling as he wanted to say something.

Right at this moment.

Warm big hands clasped the back of his head, his longing face magnified infinitely before his eyes, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, and his moist breath was entwined with him.

As if in a dream, a bloody kiss was firmly pressed on his lips.

So painful, yet so sweet, it was enough for him to distinguish dream from reality.

"Have you calmed down now?"

Natsume Eiji, who was too lazy to talk, just gagged, looked at Maomao in his arms, who froze after a kiss, and tilted his head uncertainly.

"Jing Guang?"