69novels Chapter 88
Chapter 88
The Coke bottle cap was unscrewed, and it seemed that someone quickly drank most of it, and then put it on the flower bed.
The carbonated drink had been shaken, and the white bubbles were almost squeezed out. When they came, they just caught up with the bubbles slowly dissipating, but they still couldn't get out of the bottle.
"Hey, didn't Mr. Fujiwara say that he's coming this way, and he's not there?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang was the first to see the bottle of Coke, but his subsequent speech was obviously not right: "When you see Mr. Yuan later, you must tell him that even if you can't finish the drink, you can't just throw it away, and you have to throw it into the classified garbage." Just a bucket."
Mr. Zhu Fu is very concerned about where Mr. Yuan went after the training, but he seems to care more about the environmental protection issue that everyone is responsible for.
He glanced at Jiang Guling, and what he gave was the first reaction of a normal person: "There are still a lot of bubbles floating in the Coke, which means that he just left, and the time must not exceed 1 minute, and he should still be nearby ...I'm afraid I ran away immediately when I heard our footsteps."
"Tch, we didn't come here to harass him when we were free, Mr. Fujiwara asked us to come and deliver things, and this guy turned us into a tiger who wanted to eat people!"
Mr. Jiang Gu's speech is also a bit problematic.
Date Hang hesitated to speak.
To be precise, he was the only one entrusted by Mr. Fujiwara to send a greeting card and a message to Yuan Qianmu, not them—yes, except Datehang himself, the other four people gathered here without saying hello.
Unrelated people joined in very naturally, and they were also very active when discussing Yuan Qianmu's whereabouts, as if Mr. Fujiwara was so extravagant, and he had to unpack things that were not in a hurry and give them to five people.
Well, more people are more powerful, so it's easier to find people, isn't it?The squad leader's mood quickly stabilized, and he once again found an excellent reason for the massive collective action.
Hagiwara Kenji also has something to say.
In the eyes of Xiao Qianmu, who is flying away, they probably don't seem to be as advanced as "tigers", and they are more likely to be some kind of despised——
After careful observation and confirmation, this is the truth, but it hurts everyone including myself, so forget it.
"Xiao Zhenping, it's time for your intuition to play, where do you think Xiao Qianmu is going?"
"Don't call people like dogs!" Matsuda Jinhei also refused to admit that his "intuition" was particularly sensitive at this time. He felt that it was outrageous for these people to give up thinking and rely directly on metaphysics, "What's wrong with you, you can't be serious Find it yourself?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I failed to take a shortcut, and I got separated."
"Let's divide the labor, let's divide the labor, I will go this way, Zero will go there, Hagiwara and the squad leader..."
The few people who are used to being lazy spread their hands regretfully, and finally showed the professionalism of an excellent police school student, skillfully planned the capture route, and they were not too reluctant when they split up.
Before Zhu Fu Jingguang left, he still wanted to pick up the abandoned Coke bottle and help the careless classmates recycle it, but before him, someone had already grabbed the Coke in his hand, and kept pinching it as if he was thinking. Bar.
"Remember to throw it in the trash when you're done playing." Zhu Fu Jingguang told him before leaving.
"..." Matsuda was speechless, sometimes Zhu Fu was more verbose than his mother at home, and his brain circuit was out of order. He looked like he was just playing?
In the blink of an eye, all the enthusiastic students who came to find someone at the same time were all gone. They felt that Yuan Qianmu was still wandering around, and they could find them as long as they moved quickly. .
Matsuda Zhenping was not in a hurry, it was useless to be anxious, not to mention there were so many people, it wouldn't affect anything if he took a slow step.
So, after a few glances, he felt a little strange, and he took the Coke that was ignored by everyone—except Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was dedicated to environmental protection.
As soon as I touched the body of the bottle, I felt the stickiness in my hand, and the weight in my hand was lighter than expected.
Then he lowered his head and looked carefully at the flower bed. There were a few very inconspicuous white particles stuck in the gap between the tiles not far from where the Coke was placed.
"..."
At this time, the young police cadet, who was still far away from the sunglasses and black suit, frowned, reacted for two seconds, and suddenly ground his teeth unconsciously.
What a Yuan Qianmu, in order to deal with them, even used this method!
The "crime" method is quite simple: at least a few minutes ago, someone may have been sitting on a chair in front of the flower bed basking in the sun, suddenly the ominous premonition flickered, and he just caught a glimpse of a bottle of Coke that had leaked air on the flower bed, and he had an idea As soon as he used it, he unscrewed the bottle cap and sprinkled a lot of salt into the leaked Coke.
The gas gushes out with Coke in it, wets the body of the bottle, half of the splashed part slides to the surface of the tiles, it is not long after being dried by the sun, and most of it is sprinkled into the soil in the flower bed, destroying the corpse on the spot.
It is not difficult to draw the correct conclusion, as long as you have a little understanding of Yuan Qianmu, you can easily think of it.
Yuan Qianmu's recipes are full of clear soup and little water. Even if he is exhausted after training every day and urgently needs to replenish energy, he will never drink sports drinks like others. Drinks - is it possible?
The process is basically restored. As for why that guy carries salt with him... who knows!
With the addition of excessive salt grains, the long-lasting foam helped the "perpetrator" drag on for a while.
It seems that it doesn't make much sense, but after a closer look, this method is too rough, but if the people who come here are not so impatient, the small tricks will immediately reveal their secrets.
But the fact is... Four of the five people were fooled by him.
Don't underestimate the time difference of a few minutes.
For Yuan Qianmu, walking a few minutes earlier was enough for him to throw the annoying squad far away. It wasn't until the afternoon class began that the five people who had been busy for nothing could see his shadow walking slowly.
—of course, this was a case of his perfunctory ruse succeeding.
At least today is not his turn to be complacent after the fact.
The young and frivolous police cadet immediately snorted, squeezed the plastic bottle with almost no content left after the air bubbles disappeared, and after walking a few steps, he threw the bottle heavily into the trash can.
The four people in front were confidently searching for a direction that was definitely not the direction Yuan Qianmu slipped away from. The black-haired young man with natural curly hair was the most confident one. Without hesitation, he immediately searched for a farther place by instinct. .
"I'm so bored, why should I waste my rest time here."
The 22-year-old police officer Matsuda pursed his lips, as if he was very impatient and unwilling during the whole process, but he was eager to try "I'm going to avenge my shame today" in his eyes. I'm afraid he can't wait to see Yuan Qianmu's shock and disappointment expression.
So, he performed supernormally and found someone in 10 minutes.
There is an open space behind the shooting hall. It used to be a basketball court where people always come to sweat at any time, but not long ago, the good ball frame was destroyed by the mysterious gravity, and it flew away without wings after a night.
Instructor Onizuka has not been able to track down the strange orangutan who broke the ball frame so far, so he had to give up the chase. The construction team has been busy repairing the roof of the shooting range recently, and has no time to reframe the poor basketball frame. , The basketball court that lost its essence fell out of favor in an instant, and almost no one came here anymore.
No one came, just what someone wanted.
The red-haired young man sat alone on a bench outside the basketball court with his back against the barbed wire fence that divided the area. The shadow cast by the high wall of the shooting gallery also fell on his back, not covering his whole body.
Matsuda Jinpei could see it from a distance. The red-haired young man had a thermos cup by his hand. It really was boiled water.
On such a hot day, the boiling water is probably still hot since the morning, but he can drink it?
The black-haired young man at this time can only say that he has discovered most of Yuan Qianmu's various "eccentricities", and he still has no way of understanding his thinking logic.
Coincidentally, Yuan Qianmu probably couldn't understand the logic of Matsuda Jinpei and others.
A curly man raised his chin and walked towards this side without hesitation. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the red-haired young man seemed to tremble with his drooping eyelids. He hesitated for a long time between lifting and not lifting, and finally lifted it.
Before he sat down, he had obviously chosen a place on purpose, avoiding the sunlight slanting from among the leaves, so that his pale eyelids and complexion would not be illuminated as if they were transparent.
His hair, which had dried out after sweating, was a bit messy, and the pupils of his eyes, after being irritable and numb, turned into a dead silence that seemed to be deliberately emptied. However, these two places concentrated the brightest colors on his body. Everything is bleak and cold.
Before doing it differently, Yuan Qianmu would still froze and asked what the visitor wanted to do. Now he is too lazy to ask, and looks away after reading it. As long as the visitor doesn't talk to him, he doesn't mind at all. He is air.
"Men, Fujiwara-sensei has something for you."
"..."
Matsuda Zhenping is not short-tempered. Under normal circumstances, he would never take the initiative to speak up when he was ignored by the upright, but today he actually spoke first-so Yuan Qianmu couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it, so he could only remain expressionless. Barely moved the corner of his mouth.
"... Excuse me, what is it?"
"A greeting card."
"Oh, thank you."
"Thank you" means that he knows the matter, and after handing over the hard-earned things to him, people can leave. If a few thanks can make people go faster, he is more than happy to say more.
however.
Matsuda Jinpei: "It's not on me."
Yuan Qianmu: "..."
The red-haired young man overreacted, and he couldn't help but slightly widened his eyes. A sentence that was not pleasant to say clearly appeared-looking for someone to give something to but didn't bring anything. Are you a fart or are you deliberately looking for trouble?
"Find where you are first, and then wait for others to bring things over, isn't it the same?"
"You didn't bring a mobile phone, and those people didn't bring a mobile phone. You can find it, but they may not be able to find it. If you are proficient in telepathy, I didn't say anything."
"..." Matsuda Jinpei was speechless.
The two stared at each other in silence for a moment, then looked away at the same time, shielding each other's existence.
Yuan Qianmu continued to sit in a daze, not knowing where his unfocused eyes fell.
It would be embarrassing for Matsuda Jinpei to leave after speaking, and it would be even more embarrassing for Matsuda Jinpei to stand beside him if he did not leave after speaking, and it would be impossible for him to talk to Yuan Qianmu again.
Therefore, the black-haired youth looked around casually, and found a basketball that was forgotten by the owner in the corner of the basketball court.
After a few days of wind blowing, the basketball is slightly deflated. The only advantage is that it is just blocked by the chairs on the side of the court, and the surface is not too dirty.
Matsuda stretched his legs and hooked the basketball to his feet, picked it up and tried to pat it, and the elasticity was okay, so he didn't care about it.
Stepping back beyond the three-point line, he began to throw the ball in silence, aiming at the box on the tee without the ball.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The basketball was thrown from his hand, drew a parabola as if accurately drawn with a compass, slammed into the center of the box, and immediately bounced back. After landing on the court, he jumped a few times. The black-haired youth took a few steps and was able to Just catch the ball, and then do the same for the second and third rounds.
Thinking about it now, Yuan Qianmu actually gave him a lot of face.
The red-haired young man just ignored him, and didn't hit the point right away: What treasure needs five people to send together?When can't I deliver it, and I have to rush to deliver it during my lunch break?If the note comes a few minutes late, will it ignite spontaneously or be picked up by wolves?
If he was questioned like this as soon as he came up, Matsuda Jinhei would definitely choke in embarrassment again, so it was just right like this - using a frank and unembarrassing shooting movement to prove that he was not just here to find someone, and at the same time, he himself In search of answers to these questions.
Yes, are they usually not busy?I almost don't have time to care about my own affairs, why do I have to work hard and run after a classmate who doesn't give them a good face.
The reasons for the five people are probably different. For example, Jiang Gu Ling must have been knocked down countless times, and he was dissatisfied. Yi Dahang and Zhu Fu Jingguang, two good old people, probably worried that the "weak" classmate would faint after disappearing. In which corner, Hagiwara Kenji was probably curious and joined in the fun, so he joined without thinking much... Then everyone agreed, ah, Minamoto Chimu is a good classmate, we can be friends with him.
The reasons all sound plausible, but the logical order is wrong.
When they haven't seen the signs of "friendship", they don't need to be so anxious, and they don't need to be so enthusiastic.
Something about Yuan Qianmu caught their attention all of a sudden, causing them to swarm over vigilantly.
...Couldn't it be his cold face that deserves a beating?
"boom!"
After throwing a ball, he moved to the landing point as expected, and firmly caught the bouncing basketball.
The back view left by Matsuda Jinhei to the red-haired young man (although the other party doesn't know how to look at it) is proud and handsome, which completely hides his inner thinking, whether to resume his plan of punching Yuan Qianmu again.
Touching that cold face with a firm fist, fulfilling a long-cherished wish, and after feeling comfortable physically and mentally, it is likely that you will not be interested in wasting time...
"You—you don't have to take Fujiwara-sensei's entrustment so seriously."
After a long silence, Yuan Qianmu finally spoke out.
Although his words were more tactful, it was obviously indifference hidden under the politeness: "If it is urgent, he will give it to me directly. Moreover, we will meet in the classroom later, and you can pass it on at that time, no need to worry about it." This little thing is wasting my time."
"My own affairs will be handled by myself."
"……Is it."
Matsuda Zhen calmly said that there is no need to think about it, and the plan is to become a regular directly, and now he will have another enthusiastic exchange with Yuan Qianmu.
Oh no, before he started, he had to reply with a sentence, so that this gloomy guy who looked like he had just dug out of the haze could understand.
"boom!!"
The black-haired young man's last throw before turning around seemed to use more force than before because he was suppressing his fiery temper.
The only time the basketball didn't land in the center of the frame, but slammed on the left frame line, the basketball hoop vibrated wildly, and it seemed that he was about to break.
The arc that bounced back was also shifted—how much it deviated. Matsuda Jinping, who had already turned his head, had no time or mood to pay attention.
When he looked at Yuan Qianmu, a ball shadow just passed over his head.
The red-haired young man naturally saw the fire in the eyes of the curly-haired classmate, and opened his mouth to speak. At the same time, an angry basketball was flying towards him.
Such violent behavior seemed to him to be inexplicable. Yuan Qianmu didn't care much about Matsuda Jinpei's thoughts. He just tilted his head indifferently as the basketball hit him with a bang. Barbed wire behind him.
"Your family..." Matsuda Zhenping hadn't finished speaking halfway, when his tone suddenly changed, "Hello?! Get out of here!"
Yuan Qianmu: "?"
Yuan Qianmu still maintained the posture of tilting his head to avoid the basketball. First, Matsuda Jinpei made him startled with a voice that seemed to be very panicked. When it was cast, it just hit his white porcelain face.
This time it was even better, his dark eyes were suddenly dazzled by the sunlight, and he couldn't control himself for a second.
"I saw it there! Wait for you...don't take the net! It will scare it!"
"Oops, it's too late to make a mistake—huh?!"
"Meow!"
A little far behind, there were shouts of astonishment mixed with the noise of human beings.
The sharp cat meow was heard above the head, but it was very close in an instant, leaving no time for the innocent victim to react.
Boom—boom!
"Meow!!!"
A fat orange cat leaped down from the top of the barbed wire fence in order to avoid being chased by humans. The cat's paws carrying its weight of [-] pounds hit the "landing point". Only a meow, perhaps a thank you, was left for the "foot pad".
"—It's over! Xiao Jianggu accidentally injured a passerby!"
"It wasn't me who accidentally injured the cat, okay?! The cat escaped too quickly, and it didn't move fast..."
"Ah, wait a minute, I feel a bit... that passer-by, doesn't he seem to be a passer-by?"
"…………source!!!"
Four stupid humans with "so tired" and then "shit" on their faces rushed over.
Rei Fuguya caught a fishing net with a pole from nowhere, Date Hang was holding a small dried fish, Zhu Fu Jingguang hadn’t peeled out the ham sausage yet, although Hagiwara Kenji didn’t take anything, he actively accompanied them and The wild cat jumped up and down, sweating profusely and slipped to the ground.
These four gaudy people rushed into the basketball court, and the first time they saw the "passers-by's death scene", the "fuck" suddenly became dazed, shocked, guilty, and guilty...
Caught off guard by a fat orange with four claws on the ground, the red-haired young man let out a muffled grunt. His body, which was already out of alignment, lost his balance. He turned sideways and fell to the ground in the next second.
The red-haired youth fell face down, like a corpse whose soul had been taken away by a cat.
When the orange cat ran away, it dropped the card it picked up from Itahang in horror. Now the card happened to roll down in his hand, and the little bell tied to the card was still ringing.
The idiot foursome really want to capture the real Wildcat who stole the card: "..."
Matsuda Jinpei, who was stunned by the shocking turn before he could erupt in time: "..."
I just want to find Yuan Qianmu who is quietly in a daze: "..."
Yuan Qianmu was very angry.
Yuan Qianmu was very angry.
That's right, although he didn't say a word, his fingers on the ground were already tightening, as if he wanted to dig out ten complete fingerprints on the ground.
——The fact that Yuan Qianmu was furious and wanted to tear them all apart in an instant, there is no need to doubt it!
When he was wrapped in dangerous low air pressure, he ignored the idiots who turned into quail around him, got up by himself, picked up the half-fold card that was finally passed to him after going through ups and downs and sacrificed a lot, opened it and looked at it...
Fools still don't know what that card says.
Happy Holidays maybe?
It does seem to be a holiday.
The content is not important, anyway, they only remember that although none of them escaped, they were beaten terribly by Yuan Qianmu in the judo class in the afternoon...
But Yuan Qianmu suddenly became more lively, gradually less repulsive, and got closer to them a lot.
As long as the result is good, everyone is very satisfied, and the ups and downs in the process can be ignored——
No, maybe only Matsuda Jinping has been brooding for a while.
He insisted on wondering why he was holding on to Yuan Qianmu.
Obviously a cold, gloomy, lethargic and unpleasant guy, even if they have one thing in common: they hate the police but they all came to be policemen, so it is impossible to empathize.
At first glance, they seem to be two kinds of people who are completely different from each other, and they can't "communicate" at all.
"Hahahaha, Xiao Zhenping would actually be entangled in such a thing hahahaha I really can't think of it."
After his little boy learned about this, he burst into laughter at first, and then before he was beaten, he said very rudely: "Let's put it this way, we have different reasons for paying attention to Xiaoqianmu. People are causing trouble - oh, just kidding, the secondary reason is this, the main reason, Xiaozhenping, you must feel it, I haven't asked about other people, but it should be the same."
"To give a very appropriate example, Xiao Zhenping, you say you hate the police. I won't say more about how comfortable you are in the police academy? Don't deny it. You only hate a certain person. You have chosen this career with passion.”
"But Xiaoqianmu is different from you, he is also different from me who just want to find a stable job, he said he hates the police, I don't think it's 'hate', he's more like...'don't care', 'Never mind'?"
"I have a feeling that what he rejects is a changing environment, and we are one of the unexpected changes, and he is here... or in a closed place, and he has a very depressed life, so he is always unhappy. "
"It's too conspicuous to put such a little Qianmu in the crowd. A kind and caring person like you, Xiao Zhenping, can't ignore it when he sees it. , to cheer him up—so you understand?"
Matsuda Jinpei: "Hiss, it's disgusting, you're boasting about yourself, right?"
"Haha, I'm praising you, and by the way, I'm fine."
"Your conclusion is still problematic. It seems that we are helping others without asking for anything in return. That guy doesn't need it at all..."
"Wrong, wrong, in essence, I still want to be friends with Xiaoqianmu. Although I didn't think too much, I can make money by being friends. This friend is really cool, but I really can't talk to each other. It’s not about pulling it down—but Xiao Zhenping, what you said just now was wrong, Xiao Qianmu’s performance is quite obvious, he doesn’t need it, he really needs it.”
"Just like him? Is it obvious?"
"Hey, you found him first, before we ran over by mistake, didn't Xiaoqianmu leave?"
"?"
"If he doesn't want to talk to you from the bottom of his heart, and you just plop around to play cool, he will never save face for you and walk away, but he just sat there and didn't leave."
"..."
"Xiao Qianmu would stay away from us at the beginning and never take the initiative to approach, but when we really found him, he never directly expressed his boredom."
That's why it is said that Hagiwara Kenji is the person with the strongest insight in the group of six.
He can always accurately dig out things that others have not noticed in places far away from the truth.
After many years, because of the bubbles rolling in the beer glass, Matsuda Jinpei thought so much inexplicably.
Among them, the words of Yan Er resurfaced repeatedly, constantly echoing in his mind.
——He will stay away at the beginning and will not take the initiative to approach, but when he is really found...
—He's there and won't leave.
……
——No matter how tortuous the process is, as long as you break through the thorns, after a certain coincidence or necessity, you will find the unexpected place...
——Even the soul that has passed away can be retrieved smoothly, and it won't slip away in a way that drives people crazy, right?
……
Thanks to an opportunity that finally exploded under heavy pressure, the black-haired police officer suddenly came to a conclusion that was no less dangerous than kidnapping from his complicated inner voice.
There was a slight change in his eyes.
If I have to describe it, the "confusion" that lingered on a certain day and moment in the past disappeared... no, it sank.
This time, he will change the way of "finding someone", which may take an extra long time, and it is more likely that he will step into the dark side that some people will not let them in, but it doesn't matter.
He will find out the truth, find out who the enemy is, even if the last step needs to break someone's leg, he will do it himself to drag [Yuan Qianmu] back to the world.
- Crack!
Edogawa Conan felt that he was hallucinating. Where did the sound of the underworld that opened and closed the door come from?
He only knew that the deep-faced police officer Matsuda was in a daze for a while, and like other adults, he just held down the clues and refused to share.
Unexpectedly, Police Officer Matsuda became calm and ruthless, and rushed into the main line led by him like a bamboo shoot, vowing to seal down the winery where the door is not known, and then go back and break the leg of the boss of the black organization ——The sequence might be a bit of a problem, but who cares.
The main plot in the future is about to sublimate and become a chaos visible to the naked eye.
The famous detective was inexplicably smeared by the ominous premonition, closed his eyes and blinked, why did he feel that Officer Matsuda's aura became more terrifying?
"Don't bother, Conan, I have nothing to tell you here."
Officer Matsuda finally exposed the pupil's intentions with one sentence.
He seemed to be in a good mood, and even showed his first smile of the day. What he said to Edogawa Conan seemed to be encouraging, but in fact he borrowed the oath he had made to Yuan Qianmu: "Do it yourself, take a certain People keep secrets hidden from others, and dig up nothing left - that's enough to feel fulfilled, right?"
Conan Edogawa shuddered suddenly: "?"
Something was wrong with Officer Matsuda, but he couldn't see why.
Police Officer Matsuda ignored him when something was wrong. As soon as Officer Mugure and others arrived, Officer Matsuda pushed the handcuffed prisoner towards his colleagues, and then he left the scene of the crime. He had no time to think of a reason, so he just No more.
"..."
Edogawa Conan was silent.
He has always been the only one who left his little friend behind and ran fast. Unexpectedly, when things turn around, he will also be abandoned by the police officer who helped solve the case.
In other words, Police Officer Megure has a good temper...
Oh, now that I think about it, Officer Matsuda and Officer Megure are on the same police rank, not subordinates. There is no one here who can control Officer Matsuda.
The detective who felt that he had been cheated and the poor police officer Meguro looked at each other deeply.
"Hey, Conan..."
"It's okay, Officer Megure, I know, the situation just now is like this, Officer Matsuda is like that—"
After he finished working as a tool for retelling the case, he was still not relieved that he had finally gone through the process. When he went downstairs, he saw that Mr. Akai's cute little red car had disappeared, and there were only autumn leaves on the side of the road. the desolation.
Mr. Akai and Haibara also abandoned him and left by themselves.
Edogawa Conan: "?"
Today's famous detective is heartbroken and very hurt.
……
Hear the doorbell ring.
"welcome--"
Looking at the figure who walked in through the door lightly, Toru Amuro's smile didn't falter, and he just paused the voice behind him in a timely manner.
There will be no flaws in the subsequent acting skills. He arranged surprises, worries, and concerns in the most appropriate order, and the weight he gave was also carefully crafted: "Mr. Ezaki! You are here! When I received the text message in the morning, I still I was worried about your health... Now that you look good, I feel at ease."
"Haha, thank you for your concern, Amuro-kun, the internet cafe and the training center are thanks to your care for the past two days..."
Qian Mu said as he walked towards the blond man behind the bar.
His smile was exactly the same as when we met on weekdays, and the angle of his eyes under the sunglasses remained the same. From the moment he entered the door, he was staring straight at the assistant's face.
The sight seems to be so gentle, but for the person being watched, everything he sees is almost an illusion, and every move of "Jiang Qiyuan" is endowed with meaning that must be investigated deeply by the suspicion in his heart.
Toru Amuro felt that he was hovering high in the air, which was more dangerous than standing on the extremely thin steel wire across the cliff.
If he was walking on a steel wire, he would at least have some support under his feet, but the feeling of hovering in the air was completely different.
He didn't even know why he was able to float and not fall, so he didn't dare to move rashly, as if he had suddenly fallen into the most helpless place.
There is a strong wind that can blow him away at any time in the heights, and there are thunderstorms and snowstorms that cannot be resisted by manpower alone. Even if he can withstand the blows of the wind and rain, his eyes are still covered by the emptiness around him, and he knows nothing about the danger. , you must always worry that you will suddenly fall——
He completely lost control of himself and the situation.
This is Toru Amuro's most [disgusting] feeling.
One hand wants to strangle the neck of "Ezaki Gen" by itself, to stop the face of his friend that is deeply in the memory, and it is stained with disgusting black by the shadow of disgust - the other hand is full of contradictions to stop, probably suspicious Emotions like expectations are still affecting me, I really can't bear it.
"By the way, I saw the scented tea recipe you sent me. I tried brewing it once, and I really feel relieved a lot."
"Mr. Jiangzaki has drunk it? As long as it works, I still have several recipes here. I want to soak it for you when you come back. I have bought all the ingredients. Do you want to try it now?"
"Okay."
"Well, wait a minute, I'm going to boil the water. Mr. Ezaki, what happened the day before yesterday? If your privacy is involved, ah, if it's inconvenient..."
"It's nothing inconvenient. What I met was a desperado who wanted to make money. Maybe when I passed by the Internet cafe, I saw the installation inside, so I made a temporary decision..."
lie.
This man is full of lies.
As if in daily communication where the atmosphere never changes, irritability and tyranny wash down the bottom of the cup like boiling hot water.
When Toru Amuro poured the brewed scented tea into the teacup for men, his smile did not change, but what he was thinking about was how he would catch and interrogate "Gen Ezaki".
This seemingly crazy idea is not impossible.
As long as he prepared enough and designed a perfect enough script, he could completely blind the organization's sight.
The speed must be fast, so fast that staring into the eyes of "Ezaki Gen" can't react. Even Gin might not have thought that he would be so bold, daring to directly confront a deeply hidden "high-level man" without clear proof. "Make a game.
"Ezaki Gen" was delivered to the door by himself.
If it was a temptation from the organization, then he knew from the very beginning that he was Bourbon. The purpose was probably not only to confirm Bourbon's loyalty, but also related to Yuan Qianmu who died three years ago.
These two purposes both involve Toru Amuro's Achilles' heel, his Ni Lin, who frantically wants to dig out the truth.
His counterattack is also inevitable.
He doesn't have to involve others, he can just put his own life on the line.For a huge gain, he can't afford to gamble.
Of course, the premise is that this man is valuable enough.
……
"Mr. Ezaki, please try—"
When the blond man came over with a teacup and said this heartily, the usual or terrifying interrogation methods in his mind had probably reached the 108th.
"Thank you for your hard work, it smells very fragrant."
Qian Mu responded with a smile, seemingly inadvertently rubbing the ring on his thumb through the glove.
Well, it seems, a little dangerous.