Bright red blood spread out in large patches on the ground. The vehicles on the highway braked suddenly, with screams and brake sounds. One of the two drivers who hit the person hurriedly ran down, and the other sat in the car blankly.

Didn't come back to consciousness.

The police and passers-by came and went, and everything he saw was a mess. The dead people were lying on the ground with their limbs twisted. He saw it, but he only felt happy in his heart.

Someone took the gun away from him and pressed him to the ground. He didn't see who that person was, nor did he listen to what the people around him were shouting. He just looked at the spreading blood and broken glass.

, the motionless corpse, wanted to laugh...but also wanted to cry.

Matsuda, Hagiwara...

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"Kala."

The sound of the chains being opened woke up Toru Amuro, who was lying on the narrow single bed. He opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously touched the gun. Then he saw the environment he was in and relaxed slightly.

In the dream, he returned to the day when the bomber died. When he woke up at this moment, his whole person was still immersed in the mood at that time. When he heard the footsteps of the visitor, he just held his forehead with one hand and said nothing.

The golden hair covered the man's expression, making him look a little fragile.

"Fangya-san..." Kazami Yuya, who had just walked in, saw this, pushed up his glasses, sighed helplessly and called out, closing the door with his backhand.

"Am I a failure, Kazami?" Toru Amuro said softly: "I was swallowed up by hatred, and even my own mission was forgotten... I'm sorry, what is the punishment for me? Just tell me... I

Already ready..."

After the incident was over and his sanity returned, when he was put on a hood and pressed to the police station, Toru Amuro had already noticed that many passers-by were taking pictures with their mobile phones, and guessed that his appearance might have been exposed. To cause such a big trouble, the organization

It was impossible not to know that the undercover mission could no longer continue. How many people had worked day and night, Jing Guang had sacrificed himself to cover him, and his seven years of suffering had all been wiped out.

Everything stems from his impulse.

Toru Amuro did not put the responsibility on Kitahara Sosuke who notified him. He knew very well that no matter what others said or did, he was the one who made the decision.

Therefore, he did not mention his past achievements - no matter what kind of punishment, he felt that he deserved it.

"Fangya-san," Kazami Yuya asked: "If you had known that this would be the result, would you have made this choice at that time?"

"There are no ifs in this world."

"I know...but what if you had a second chance?"

After Toru Amuro was silent for a long time, he said tiredly: "...I don't know."

Kazami Yuya sighed again, but his heart actually felt a little relaxed.

Ever since he knew that Toru Amuro had forced the suspect to death during the interrogation, he had always felt that this boss, who was younger than him, was a gentle person on the surface, but in fact he was extremely cold-blooded. He would do anything to achieve his goals, even without regard for human life, which made people

I wonder if he has been assimilated by the criminal organization invisibly. Therefore, although Kazami Yuya greatly admires his boss's ability and loyalty, he feels that he is a very scary person in his heart.

However, at this time, seeing Toru Amuro's less brilliant and less rational side, he felt a little more friendly. He sat down and said, "Fangtani-san, you have been dismissed..."

Amuro Toru's heart tightened, and he clenched his hands subconsciously. Pain seized his heart.

Then, he heard his usually calm and reliable subordinate say: "...I was going to say this originally, but things took an unexpected turn. Amuro-san, your appearance did not appear on the Internet, it seems that

Because the situation was so chaotic at the time, everyone’s attention was attracted by the car accident. The focus of the discussion, including the one within the Metropolitan Police Department, was a police officer named Miwako Sato. After several days of investigation, we found that you

Your identity has really not been exposed. Of course, for the sake of safety, it is recommended that you give up the undercover mission, but you still have to judge the specific situation by yourself... Jianggu-san?"

Kazami Yuya had a smile on his face, expecting to see the other party's surprised expression. However, when he turned his head, he was met with Toru Amuro's murderous gaze.

"Feng Jian..."

"...Eh? Yes!"

"Please compile a document for me about the investigation process, analysis of this matter, and the opinions within the Metropolitan Police Department, etc. I will see it at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"……ah?"

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He conveniently arranged a job for his subordinates to stay up late that would cause premature aging and baldness. Tohru Amuro got his things back, contacted his boss, chose to continue the undercover mission as much as possible, and then left for the past two days. It was nominally for protection, but actually it was for protection.

residence.

He clicked on his cell phone and ignored the human connections between detective work and part-time work. There were no new emails from the organization. With his usual mysticism and workaholic style, being disconnected from time to time for a few days would not make Rum sensitive.

Immediately sent Gin to chase him. Toru Amuro quickly sent an email with the results of an investigation task arranged a few days ago. Rum replied immediately. It seemed that he did not doubt him.

Not long after he walked out, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of being watched. Toru Amuro turned his head curiously and saw the woman who rescued people with him that day riding on a motorcycle, her light brown hair shining in the sun.

He seemed to be golden, wearing riding boots, holding the motorcycle handle in his hand and leaning forward slightly, looking at him with a smile.

Toru Amuro was stunned.

Even if he was blinded by hatred at the time, he still remembered the woman desperately blocking his gun, and the words she deliberately shouted——

"It is not allowed to pick up police guns without permission!"

It seemed that he was holding the gun not to kill people, but to kindly help the police pick up the things that fell.

Although she stopped her plan, her kindness was undeniable.

Toru Amuro walked towards her and asked tentatively: "Hello, thank you very much for that day. I..."

Hagiwara Sensu grinned and asked: "You are... Zero-kun, right?"

Amuro's pupils shrank instantly.

"It seems I admitted it right." Hagiwara Chisuke smiled, threw the helmet in his hand to him, and said: "Get in the car!"

Toru Amuro hesitated for a moment, put on his helmet, and rode on the back of the motorcycle. The black car roared away in an instant. Toru Amuro grabbed the rear bracket with one hand and put the other hand on his waist casually, ready to go at any time.

You can all pull out your gun.

The motorcycle stopped in a very quiet place.

"Cemetery?" Toru Amuro said, taking off his helmet.

"Yes." Hagiwara Chisu also took off his helmet, shook his hair, got out of the car and said with a smile: "Are you Matsuda-kun and Kenji's classmate? They mentioned you to me. Kenji also showed me some of you

Where’s the photo? That day at Tokyo Tower, I didn’t recognize it the first time. But you were too impulsive, weren’t you? Did you really plan to kill someone at that time?”

"Oh, that's right." Seeing that Amuro Toru remained silent and looked at him with inquiring eyes, Hagiwara Chishu suddenly smiled and said: "I am Hagiwara Chishu, Kenji's sister."

——Yes, I recognized it.

Toru Amuro looked at her and Hagihara Kenji's almost identical facial features, and felt pain in his heart.

As a person who has survived, when I see the family members of my deceased friends, I always have a feeling of shamelessness. It seems that it is wrong for him to be standing here.

Hagiwara Sensu patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "But you dare to do what I want to do but don't dare to do. It's really refreshing! In such a good day, two guys, Jinpei and Kenji, should be allowed to do it."

Just so you know, I brought wine specially!"

"I..." Amuro Toru's voice was dry. He was about to speak, but was interrupted again.

Without noticing, the woman put her arms around his neck and looked directly into his eyes, as if she were her own brother. She smiled brightly, but her eyes were slightly moist and she said: "But... they are relieved, so should you."
Chapter completed!