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—Aren’t you the traitor?

Nozawa's words lingered in my mind until Osamu Dazai came here, my expression was still blank, in a very dazed state.

The black-haired boy looked at my expression and didn't open his mouth to say anything. He walked up to Nozawa who had committed suicide by taking poison and whose body had gradually lost its temperature. what?"

Yes, it is poison.

Nozawa committed suicide by taking poison in front of me.

This fact happened just a few minutes ago, and it is as untrue as Brother Gu Chuan's death message, and the words of the other party before his death almost linger in his mind uncontrollably.

As if nothing happened, I stood up from the ground, and started to deal with this matter in a business-like and mechanical way. The efficiency of the work was fast and neat, and I was so calm as if the person who died was not a friend I knew.

So why did he say that?

Leaving the small coffee shop with cold hands and feet, although he looked puzzled, he actually had a very obvious answer in his heart that was about to come out.

It is known that Nozawa is a member of the state-secret agency-Ministry of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He joined the Port Mafia to be an undercover agent and interfere with PortMafia's operations. When I scolded the other party for being a traitor, he said I am a traitor.

To him, I was a traitor, so could this mean that I was also an undercover agent in PortMafia?

Once the idea popped up, it stuck in my mind, because if the assumption is true, then everything that happened before can be traced.

After leaving the coffee shop, I didn't even have time to say hello to Osamu Dazai, and I took my hands back to the Heyong Cross Road Consolidated Residence without stopping. It was the place where I lived when I first crossed. moved out.

I used to live in 201. If I remember correctly, Nozawa's room should be in 305... right?

Telling my subordinates to wait downstairs, I walked into the dormitory that once gave me some shadows with a blank face. The apartment whose walls had begun to age was the same as in my impression. The environment in the corridor was dark and full of dirty dust. Take two taps, and the "呲啦味啦" sensor bulb will light up.

I went to 201 to take a look first.

Nozawa once said that his old room was tidied up by some employees. It is estimated that a new person moved in. As expected, I found the old key of 201 and found that the key could not be inserted into the lock.

"you……"

At this moment, a ruffian whistle suddenly sounded from behind: "It's you, little sister."

I frowned slightly, and turned back without any expression. Standing behind me was a skinny man in a black suit. This face seemed familiar. It has been so long, is he still on the edge of the bottom? , this face rubbing.

It is probably the cannon fodder that is so idle that I didn't even know I was promoted.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the other party, turned around and wanted to continue upstairs, but saw the other party stretched out his hand to block my way, the man rubbed his hands, and a malicious smile appeared on his face: "Don't go, already Long time no see, junior."

"I thought you had moved away, so are you still alive? Speaking of which, the little boyfriend you used to be with is no longer here. Hehe, he must have died. No one can stop us this time... ..."

I broke his arm with a single shot.

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, and I moved very quickly with a misplaced force. Anyway, I have already completed many difficult tasks. I have improved a lot since I just crossed. I patted his head: "I know, quite a lot, you are not an undercover agent, are you?"

"Ah!!! What are you talking about... what...!!"

The man rubbing his face screamed, his arm was caught off guard, and now he was cut to the back with a strong backhand, and he was sweating profusely in pain. The pride and wretchedness just now disappeared in an instant.

I directly tied the other party's hands and feet, dragged him upstairs by the hair, and walked to the door of room 305.

The door lock of Nozawa’s room can be unlocked with a few shots of a gun, but the scene inside is almost as expected. The room is empty and cleaned up. This situation can only be obtained from the people around him. And right now there just happens to be one.

I looked down at the man whose hands and feet were tied up, and stared at my man in horror. I took out the post-it notes in my pocket and began to prepare for the supernatural power.

Quickly sketched his head. The man who rubbed his face seemed to really know about Nozawa. After being written [Tell me about Nozawa], his expression was very dull, and he murmured: "That boy, his name is Nozawa..."

"He moved out a few days ago. I heard that he was promoted to the team of the Black Lizard and became the most powerful person in the apartment. Tsk, I can't compare to that yellow-haired boy..."

"Obviously I have to go out every Wednesday, and his little girlfriend, hehe, the little girlfriend is quite handsome, and the young man left more frequently a few days ago. It's really unusual for a busy person, but that little girlfriend has been there for a long time. I haven’t seen it, maybe it’s dead.”

Can be determined.

The man who rubbed his face was talking about me.

If the guess "I was an undercover agent before time travel" is substituted into the explanation of various things, then those actions of Nozawa can make sense.

I can almost deduce my own identity from this.

First of all, like Nozawa, he and I are both members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Through some kind of pre-arranged plan, we were picked up by Brother Furukawa at the pier where we were smuggled together. Taking this opportunity, we successfully sneaked into the port mafia and became An ordinary member wandering at the bottom.

As for when I and Nozawa met, and whether I was really a foreigner before crossing, there are doubts about this.

After infiltrating PortMafia, I often completed some handover tasks sent by the Supernatural Secret Service with the other party. Correspondingly, the two of us only maintained an ordinary companionship on the surface.

As for that bank card...

Nozawa mentioned that the salary card was discovered by Brother Furukawa. According to this logic, if he and I are really undercover agents, then we will exchange information with our own people, exchange signals with each other, or transfer something, so that financial circulation will be smoother. There will be problems, so both of us put the card in Furukawa as a third-party safekeeping, which can avoid some doubts and be safer.

But I didn't know after the time travel, I actually asked for my salary card back.

Thinking about it carefully, when I talked about the salary card with Nozawa, his expression was very weird, because once my card was taken back, Furukawa only had Nozawa's card left in his hand, so this would only increase Furukawa's salary. The probability of discovery, after all, if there are two people, he may not necessarily pay attention to it, and if one person is alone, it is somewhat uncertain, not to mention taking his own card back, and Nozawa can only do the task of handing over.

It is very likely that Nozawa had doubts about me at that time. He suspected that I had betrayed and wanted to fall into the arms of PortMafia.

But everything is not absolute, I was directly promoted from the bottom to Dazai Osamu's subordinates, the road to promotion is said to be ridiculously fast, Dazai Osamu is also known as a genius, I was forced, and it was very simple to perform possible.

Nozawa has a high probability of guessing that it was because I was transferred to Dazai, and Dazai noticed something, so he didn't act rashly recently, and began to think about restraining himself. In order to confirm this, he specially arranged for me on the weekend out.

That is, the weekend of his promotion, Mayara restaurant.

Thinking back on all the details that happened at that time, the clearest thing is undoubtedly the movement of the other party's fingers on the table. That is... Morse code, right?

He's signaling me in Morse code.

Having watched many movies before crossing, I can only think of the most famous ones, and I can also subconsciously associate them with the way of transmitting signals. Unfortunately, I was so stupid at the time that I didn't notice anything at all.

No, wait, I saw Osamu Dazai after that!

Regardless of whether Dazai went there by accident to find himself, I unconsciously said "why are your fingers knocking around" at the time, which saved my life in a double sense.

Nozawa probably also found Osamu Dazai after that, so my "reminder" is very useful to him. He may mistakenly think that I told him in a disguised form that there are people around here, so it is inconvenient to say... …

However, once the suspicion sprouts in the heart, it cannot be completely eliminated. Nozawa may temporarily dispel the suspicion at that time, but what is the use of that?

I really didn't know that I was an undercover agent.

I didn't hand over to the other party, and I probably didn't go to many places I don't know. I even kept climbing to a prominent position, getting closer and closer to the high-level members of the port mafia.

No matter which one it is, it will deepen Nozawa's doubts about himself, so he feels that I have betrayed.

Although I felt that I had betrayed...but I didn't tell anyone.

He could have escaped unscathed today. Once he successfully left the port mafia, I would be dragged into the water and suspected by the port mafia. In order to avoid this situation, Nozawa chose to die here.

Die at my hands.

That's why he said, only you, live on.

***

I left the apartment without blood.

It's actually very easy to know your true identity. There is another known character in the organization, who is also an undercover member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division - Ango Sakaguchi.

Do you want to ask the other party now?No strength to walk at all.

My feet seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that I couldn't even take a step. I didn't even know what I was thinking in my mind. Blank, numb, and gray tones paved a way in front of my eyes.

Shocked?have no idea.Are you sad?do not know either.Confused?Still don't know.

I even wanted to ask the mysterious sound in my heart, is this the humble identity it found for itself...

I didn't know where I should go. Before I knew it, I returned to the hospital where I was hospitalized. The deserted corridor only had two tones of gray and white, which were completely opposite to noon.

Unconsciously, he walked to the No. 6 ward. There is no doubt that it is the ward where Brother Gu Chuan lives, and it is also the place where he communicated with the other party just at noon.

Surprisingly, I just opened the door and wanted to step in, but found a very familiar ocher red figure inside——

It is also in the Central Plains.

The orange-haired boy stood there very silently, the atmosphere on his body was unusually quiet, there was no one around him, only the faint setting sun poured into the empty ward through the window.

I think my face still lacked any color, and I walked over with lead-heavy steps, and stopped beside the delicate-faced young man, but I couldn't say hello to him as usual.

"Are you here?"

Nakahara Chuya, who was the first to break the silence, didn't look at me, but stared at the already empty bed with his blue eyes, and said in a low voice, "I heard you went to deal with that guy."

"Ah."

I clenched my palms tightly, and glanced at the clean and tidy bedside table. Not to mention the poisonous apples before, even the flowers I gave to Brother Gu Chuan at noon have been cleaned up, without leaving any unnecessary traces.

Both are lost.

This sentence suddenly popped up in my mind, as if blood was about to be clenched in my hands, I almost had the urge to cry on the spot, so I forcibly endured it.

After realizing my identity, I feel that I may not be qualified to be discouraged in front of Zhongya Zhongye. In fanfiction, I will die a miserable death with this identity. The heroine Mary Su in my novel can be sweetly spoiled at any time The golden finger, but I don't have one.

The clenched hands couldn't help but tightened a little bit. I moved my fingers, retracted the hand that was about to grab the boy's sleeve, and said silently: "I killed him."

"Take my friend."

While saying these words, the numb and unknowing emotions in my heart were constantly awakening and stirring, and turmoil inevitably occurred in the numb heart.

The red-haired boy standing next to me seemed to look up at me. He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took off his top hat and put it on my head.

My sight was blocked by the brim of my hat, and even though Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything, my breathing still stagnated inaudibly, and my tense emotions almost wanted to explode out of control.

Raising my hand, I still couldn't help but grab the orange-haired boy's clothes. I lowered my head and gritted my teeth: "Brother Gu Chuan is dead."

"…Um."

Because the brim of the hat blocked what was in front of me, I could only hear Zhong's equally silent, very faint voice.

"He's dead." I continued to repeat this sentence, and I gripped the hem of his clothes tightly. After all, the tears accumulated in my eyes still fell out uncontrollably with a "click".

"Obviously, it's agreed, you want to spend my birthday with me."

"Ah."

I wiped away my tears with my other arm: "He said he would treat me to hamburger meat and cake, and bring Nozawa with us, the three of us, to celebrate for me."

"Ah."

"Although Brother Gu Chuan usually scolds me and scolds me." The tears in my eyes became more and more ferocious, and my voice inevitably became crying, I blew my nose: "But... when I get hurt, give me I bandage."

"I will bring my favorite food when I eat at the party."

"Will sincerely bless me when I get promoted."

Nakahara Chuya's expression is still unclear, and I let me hold his clothes tightly: "Yeah."

"Nozawa, he's dead too."

"My best friend." The forced calm collapsed a little bit, and the broken emotions roiled in my mind, and I could hardly continue: "He killed Brother Gu Chuan."

"It was me who killed them with my own hands."

Silent tears kept falling uncontrollably. I opened my mouth, wanting to break down and cry loudly, wanting to vent loudly shamelessly, but found that I almost lost my voice, as if I had lost my voice, and could only utter a very quiet voice. There was a slight sobbing sound.

Because I'm the least qualified...

I'm not qualified to do this to the male god Chuya, I shouldn't indulge myself like this, something unknown has already erected a beam in the middle, but I still did it.

The top of my head was suddenly covered with a big hand. The red-haired boy covered my head. Through the gloves and the top of the hat, there was a warm temperature. Zhongya Zhongya still didn’t say anything, but just stood there. There, quietly by the side.

Silent crying echoed in the room, my chaotic brain mixed with broken emotions, until finally, I didn't even know what I was crying for.

The setting sun gradually entered the window, and the warm afterglow enveloped the shoulders of himself and the red-haired boy.

In the entire empty ward, only I was crying silently, Zhongya Zhongyuan standing beside me quietly, and a faint shadow at the door.