The leader of the Dongtang Club is not in good health, and Bermod, who plays Dr. Fujii, needs to stay at the headquarters tonight.

Toru Amuro was under vague house arrest in this black building.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The blond young man limped open the door of the infirmary: "Dr. Fujii, I'm sorry, I accidentally sprained my foot. Can you help me take a look?"

Belmode watched him close the door with a smile on his face, and then, as if a medical miracle suddenly occurred, his legs returned to normal and he walked over, reaching out and naturally closing the curtains.

The second before the blond young man turned around, the doctor in a white coat behind him pointed his gun at the back of his head.

The crisp sound of loading was very obvious in the silent infirmary late at night.

"What are you doing? I shouldn't have offended Dr. Fujii, right?" The blond young man raised his hands helplessly and turned around slowly, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Is this my problem?" The gun in Belmod's hand kept following his head, "What do you want to do? Amuro-kun."

Toru Amuro tilted his head and made a small sound: "Okay, okay, I'm pretending to be injured. I came to you for another important matter."

He put down his hands, completely ignoring the doctor next to him who pointed a gun at him, and walked over and sat on the sofa.

The blond and dark-skinned young man was wearing a high-end black suit given by the leader of the Dongtang Club. He was crossing his legs at the moment, with one hand on the armrest to support his chin, and the other hand resting relaxedly on the back of the sofa, in an arrogant and casual posture.

He does not look like an intelligence dealer who is under house arrest in a Yakuza organization, but rather the boss who controls this black organization.

Belmod didn't know what he was thinking or what he wanted to do, so he could only continue to observe and test.

She still maintained the appearance that Dr. Fujii should have, and nervously walked over and pointed her gun at the smiling blond young man: "If it's about helping you escape, then let's not talk about it, I don't want to bear the wrath of the leader.

"

She even gave some sincere advice from Dr. Fujii's point of view: "Amuro-kun, why are you doing this? Just wait a few more days, and you will become a cadre of the largest underworld organization in Kanto. Why bother to run away now and offend the leader?

Are you angry, and it even involves me? I am just a small private doctor, and I don’t want to be involved in Amuro-kun’s plan. Please go back, and I will truthfully report to the leader that you are not injured."

"You are still acting, you are so dedicated." The blond young man smiled with his eyes bent, but his cold purple-gray eyes were extremely sharp, "Even if I go back now, you will still come to my room in the middle of the night and disturb my sleep, right? Since

In this case, wouldn't it be better if I come to you first to resolve the matter as soon as possible?"

"Right, the Thousand-Faced Witch of the organization, Belmod?" He smiled and slowly read her name in an ambiguous tone.

Sure enough, it was discovered.

The nervous expression belonging to Dr. Fujii on Belmode's face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a relaxed smile, but the danger in the air doubled.

"Your intelligence network is indeed powerful. How much do you know about the organization?" She laughed a few times, then sat on the sofa opposite the blond young man. The hand holding the gun relaxed and even flexibly turned the gun on her finger.

One circle.

But her eyes never left the young man opposite her from beginning to end, and she turned her gun around and pointed it at him again.

"Your next answer will determine your life or death, Amuro-kun." She smiled.

The blond young man opposite didn't even blink. He just took back his hand on the back of the sofa, touched his chin and showed a very interested smile.

"Your disguise is perfect," he said.

"But you still found it." Belmode said.

"That's because your intelligence is not perfect enough." Toru Amuro said, "In today's era, intelligence warfare is the most terrifying war."

"Are you recommending yourself?" Belmod asked.

"Yes, the Todo Society has become the largest Yakuza organization in Kanto, but I no longer want to play this boring mafia game with them."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the blond young man's face.

"I'm tired of playing, I just

Is this a small gang organization that is limited to a mere city and country not interesting at all, or is it more fun to have a transnational criminal group like yours that has existed for more than half a century? You are the largest gang organization in the world, and the things you study are also very interesting.

.”

Belmod raised his eyebrows: "You want to join the organization just because it's the strongest and it's fun?"

"It's also exciting." The blond and dark-skinned young man looked at her, his dark purple-gray eyes full of madness.

He showed a smile and said slowly: "I like such a dangerous and exciting life."

It was a terrifying look like that of a large carnivore, but underneath the animalistic madness was a wolf-like ferocity and calmness, and the whole person was full of aggression and chill.

Not only does he seem to care about the laws and ethics of the world, he doesn't even care about his own life. Everything is just for the pursuit of excitement and fun.

This is a true madman, and there are very few such madmen in the organization.

At least most people in the organization generally care about their lives and would not risk their lives like this.

Belmod's smile disappeared.

"You did it on purpose." She said, "You were arrested by the Dongtang Society on purpose. Now you meet me and join the organization. It was all planned by you."

"I had this idea when I learned about your organization's information. After all, according to the style of your organization, if I don't join you even if I know so much information, I will be killed sooner or later." Amuro Toru curled his lips, "I don't have Sakura.

That bastard’s hacking skills.”

"However, I have thought about joining the organization through the Tōtōkai and those arms, but I would be caught and even end up like this..." Toru Amuro sneered, with an astonishing murderous intent in his eyebrows, "Yes.

Because I was tricked by Sakura."

Belmod: "...Sakura?"

"I was caught by Todokai because I was tricked by Sakura. Otherwise, how could they catch me?" Toru Amuro looked really unhappy.

Bermod suddenly realized that this was the case, so she asked how could Toru Amuro be caught so easily with such strength.

She thought the other party did it on purpose, but it turned out that Sakura had also tricked her.

Then he must have something in common with Gin.

"Okay, we don't have time, let's keep the story short." Amuro Toru stood up and said seriously: "Let your companions take action. We have to leave early, preferably before tomorrow."

Belmod glanced at the time.

11:11pm.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?" She sensed something was wrong.

"Do you think Sakura just wants to trick me into the Todo Club?" Toru Amuro walked to the window, opened a little of the curtains and looked outside, "That chuuni brat with an excessive sense of justice just wants to send me and the Todo Club together.

Bureau, the police are coming soon, and if we don’t leave, we won’t be able to leave.”

Belmode was a little surprised: "Isn't Dongtang Club operating legally? How are the police going to catch them?"

Toru Amuro looked back at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "For an intelligence dealer, it is very easy to find a reason and evidence, and then trigger a conflict between several major forces. Not to mention the recent actions of the Tōtōkai

It's a bit too much, just the weapons they started using were enough for the police to dispatch."

Belmode walked to the window and took a look. There was still only a group of black suits standing guard in the quiet night.

[Opens the curtains.] Gin in the headset suddenly spoke.

Belmode opened the curtains, turned around and said to Amuro, "When will the police arrive?"

"How do I know?" Toru Amuro folded his hands and leaned against the wall. "I have very few means to contact the outside world now. I just speculate based on my understanding of Sakura and the intelligence I obtained before that the guy will definitely escape before I can.

That is to say, we will start taking action before dawn tomorrow. The actions of Sakura and the police are not that fast. The sooner we leave, the better."

[Ask him where the arms are.] Gin said.

"Isn't that batch of arms also stolen by Sakura?" Belmod put the pen on the table into the pocket of his white coat and hung it.

Toru Amuro looked at her and smiled slowly, full of malice and pride.

"Are you looking down on me?" He said softly

He said, "What that brat got is just false information, but if you delay it any longer, it won't be possible until they react."

[Tsk, the police are here and start to retreat.] Gin immediately made a decision, [Belmod, take this guy with you to find arms.]

"boom--"

The sound of bullets pierced the silent night, and the blood shed by the guards after the headshots caused everyone to commotion. They immediately took out their guns and became vigilant.

"Everyone, be careful! There are snipers!!!"

"boom--"

"Blow, bomb?!"

Bermod and Toru Amuro managed to escape in the chaos, and when they drove away, they happened to pass by a group of police cars on the street.

Toru Amuro drove towards the Yokohama port warehouse he was talking about. Bermod was sitting in the passenger seat, the muzzle of the gun hidden under the hem of his white coat still pointed at him.

"I really don't know if your organization's style is arrogant or timid," the blond young man said.

"This is called being cautious." Belmode smiled, "If you join the organization in the future, you can't act as randomly as before, otherwise Gin will definitely be angry."

"Oh, Gin, I know, his information is very interesting." Toru Amuro smiled, with a very sarcastic tone.

Belmod suddenly became energetic, and his body, which had been leaning on the back of the chair, straightened slightly.

She also deliberately adjusted the angle so that the surveillance camera could capture the expression of the blond young man. She even raised her voice a bit and said with a smile: "Oh? Tell me more?"

[Belmode.] The gin in the headset sounded a low warning.
To be continued...