chapter10

Fanchuan Ze/Text

Noboru Imaizumi clearly remembered that four years ago, hundreds of young people in light blue uniforms were lined up in a straight line on the slightly old and spacious playground.

He was also standing among those people, with his back straight and facing the scorching sun.

The police flag hung high in the air, fluttering in the howling wind.

The instructor standing not far from the opposite side held his head high, his hands behind his back, and spoke with a thick voice like a roar:

"From today on, you are a police officer!"

"Everyone knows that the duty of the police is to contribute to society, serve the people, and maintain order. But -"

The instructor paused and glanced at the young faces of the new students in this period.

At that time, Noboru Imaizumi was standing in the middle of the queue, but at that moment his eyes met the instructor's.

The instructor's deep-set black eyes were solemn and solemn.

Besides being bright, it also seemed to be burning with a raging fire that would never go out.

"You should also know that as a police officer: you will see a world that is far darker and more terrifying than ordinary people think. Every minute and every second you stand here, there are rarely known atrocities. It’s happening quietly!”

"For this reason, you should all the more hope for the light. When danger comes, you must always remember that you are a policeman, never forget to shine, never forget to be hot..."

It was a cloudless day, with flocks of white birds flying across the sky.

The instructor's voice echoed repeatedly in the empty venue, spreading in all directions——

"Finally, always remember one thing: you are the light that can cut through the darkness!"

Imaizumi looked at the bartender who was handed the gin, and his mind went blank for a long time.

This was not in his plan.

He knew that Gin would not give up his suspicion on him easily, but he did not expect that Gin would be so cautious in order to confirm whether he was a suspect.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Gin Jiu only said one word coldly: "Take it."

Imaizumi had no choice but to take over the Bo/Lai/Ta.

His acting skills were superb. Like all novices holding a gun handle for the first time, his movements were a little clumsy and his fingertips trembled slightly.

But it's hard to say whether this tremor was what he wanted to express subjectively.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Gin, who was standing behind him, asked.

Imaizumi fell into silence, and after a long time he shook his head gently: "...No."

This is true.

Although he is a policeman, he is not on the front line for a long time. His job is more involved in action planning and remote command. The only few times he shot at people were to control emotionally charged prisoners rather than shooting on the spot. /shoot.

Those who work as police officers understand the preciousness and weight of life better than most people.

The colleague who was still laughing at you one day may be declared dead in the line of duty the next day. The partner who is inspiring and active on the front line may be permanently disabled in the next operation...

He raised his head and silently stared at Toyo Ito who was tied to the seat.

When he met this man in the factory, he knew very well that Toyo Ito was not a clean guy.

When he returned to the factory after delivering the goods that day and wanted to enter the president's office to investigate things, he happened to pass by this man's office. In the dark corridor, only the door of the room was left open with a small gap, and bright light shone on it. On the tile floor.

He walked over softly, followed the small crack in the door, and caught a glimpse of Toyo Ito, his face flushed, dancing excitedly in the clouds and mist...

Toye Ito takes drugs.

When they met in the morning, Imaizumi shook hands with Ito politely. He found that the other person's hand had a thick layer of gun cocoon, which proved that Ito would frequently use his hand/gun - he was an experienced hand.

Maybe Ito Toyaku also killed someone.

He looked at Ito Toge's frightened look at this moment, and he could almost calmly list out nearly ten reasons why Ito Toge was arrested and sentenced to a heavy sentence.

Even if he was shot dead on the spot, it would not be an exaggeration.

but……

"Uh--!" Ito Toyoh let out a sharp roar.

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh-huh--"

Ito struggled repeatedly and kept shaking the old wooden chair behind him. Because his mouth was blocked, he could only make a single hoarse sound.

Gin's attention was finally attracted to that man for a moment. He sneered and looked away casually.

"It seems that our vice president still has something to say."

"Vodka, give him a chance." He nodded gently to the man in black beside him.

After receiving the order, Vodka walked over with a ferocious smile, pulled out the rag from the man's mouth, and threw it towards the ground.

"Brother is giving you a chance." Vodka grinned, raised his hand and patted Ito's face hard.

"Think about your words carefully. Now confess your side of the story so that we can leave you with a complete body——"

Even though his face was red and swollen from being slapped, Ito Toyoshi did not dare to get angry. He could only say tremblingly: "It's not me..."

He was scared, he was extremely scared.

Gin's consistent mission is to eliminate the traitors and enemies of the organization. This person is like the god of death, and the floor he steps on will be stained crimson with blood.

——He is going to die, he will be killed!

Ito Toyoshi thought desperately.

"It's not me, Gin..." Ito tried to defend.

His voice was filled with tears, and his ability to control his expression had long since collapsed.

"It's really not me, Gin... I don't understand, I don't understand why there is a bug in the car, that thing is not me -"

His eyes suddenly turned, and he caught a glimpse of the chestnut-haired young man standing not far away from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that clear and indifferent face, Ito Toyoshi was stunned. He seemed to have recalled something... his eyes suddenly widened.

Ito Toyeh raised his head stiffly, and his neck even made a "crack-crack" sound.

"It's - you -!" He gritted his teeth and raised his head, glaring at Noboru Imaizumi who was standing not far away, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Gin!!" He yelled hysterically, "It's him! It's Kawae Kaoru, and Kawae Kaoru installed the bug!!"

"Kawajiang Xun is the traitor, not me! Not me!!"

He glared at Noboru Imaizumi who was standing not far away, and veins popped up on his forehead.

On the contrary, the chestnut-haired young man opposite just looked at him indifferently with his unwavering eyes.

"Gin!!" He yelled hysterically, "It's not me! It's really not me! It's the kid standing next to you——"

"He is the one! Gin, look at it!!"

"He is the traitor!!!"

No matter what kind of chaos the scene fell into, the silver-haired man remained indifferent.

Gin obviously had no interest in listening to these things - it's not a good look when a person becomes hysterical and crazy, and his patience has reached its limit.

"Vice President Ito." Noboru Imaizumi spoke softly.

"I understand your desire to drag one more person into trouble before you die." He silently held up the tower, "After all, President Inoue is dead, and you have been sad about it for a long time, right?"

"That's nonsense!!" Ito Toyoshi yelled.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Who would feel sorry for that traitor? I said I'm not a traitor——"

Of course Imaizumi knew that this man was not a traitor.

Every word Ito Toyoshi blurted out after he was pulled out of his mouth was without any mistakes.

He is just stalling for time.

Ito Toyei cannot die, cannot be killed by Gin, let alone be killed by him here.

He wanted to reverse the failed action of the police revealed in the cartoon barrage——

"Hey, boy, it's time to shoot!" Vodka stood aside and urged impatiently.

"Aim the crosshair at Ito's head, heart, or wherever -"

The silver-haired man's cold voice echoed in the factory.

"Shoot." His command came loudly.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot - I'm not an undercover agent...I'm not!!!"

Imaizumi's hand remained steadily in the air.

He looked at Ito Toyo's pale and frightened face behind the sight, and his Adam's apple rolled nervously.

time.

It didn't last long enough...he couldn't shoot...
To be continued...