Chapter 100 Angel disguised under the face of the devil
The purpose of coming to Ireland was to give a cat as a gift, and he smiled when he saw Angstra hugging the calico cat named Qian Duoduo and loving it.
"This cat is three months old." He added, "I will send you to see your violin teacher at one o'clock this Saturday afternoon. Don't forget it."
"I understand." Angstra nodded.
After Ireland finished his instructions, he left. Zhu Fu Jingguang placed the gun box next to the sofa and went to check the cat cage.
"He only brought this cage?" he asked Amuro Toru on the side.
"only this."
Toru Amuro had been looking at Angstra since he picked up the cat. It wasn't until Zhufu Jingguang called him that he turned to look at Fa Xiao.
"I tidied up the safe house before. There were no other cat supplies here, not even cat litter."
Zhu Fu Jingguang put the cat cage on the coffee table. When he was studying, the relative who adopted him had a cat in his home. He knew that pets are not just a pet, and if you want to take good care of them, you need to prepare a lot of things.
"Angstra, we have to buy something for the cat, you can't always keep it that way."
"Then let's go now."
Angstra was a little reluctant to let go, but he knew that purchasing necessities for the cat was the most important thing now. He walked up to Toru Amuro and handed the cat to him: "Please take care of it." He touched the cat again.
"I'll be back soon."
"..."
Toru Amuro watched them leave, feeling a little strange in his heart.
One is a cat owner, and the other is Fa Xiao who has experience as a cat poop scraper. He has never raised an animal before and can't help much. It is indeed best to stay as a housekeeper, but he just feels unhappy.
Especially when he thought that this cat was the reward for finding the undercover agent, it made him feel that what he was holding in his arms was not a kitten, but a handful of blood flowing from the wound in Ping Nai.
No, not only Tsubouchi, but also the middle-aged man Angstra killed this morning.
Toru Amuro sat on the sofa holding the cat, his expression gloomy and terrifying.
Now there is no one else in the safe house, and it has been repeatedly confirmed that there is no camera installed in the living room. Even if the phone is hacked, it can only eavesdrop and locate it, but cannot take pictures of his face. He can finally manage his expressions without having to work so hard.
No matter how young Angstra is, no matter how harmless and frail she looks, she is indeed a dangerous member of the black organization code name.
In France, he not only killed Panno, who was an undercover agent, but also almost all DGSE agents who knew his code name or had seen him, making it impossible for the French authorities to issue a wanted order for him.
Even if the incident in France was not entirely his fault because of the help of others, Toru Amuro had seen all of Angstra's actions after returning to Japan.
Whether it was shooting himself as a joke while interrogating the cadres of the Mud Association, hacking into a CIA agent's cell phone to create a trap to kill Ting Nai, or successfully hitting the target's left eye from 700 yards away this morning, each of these events
Everything proves the danger of Angstra.
But why...
Toru Amuro looked down at the cat with an oddly pronounced name, remembering Angstra's happy smile when she held it, and the words he heard when he fell asleep early this morning.
——It is normal to not like or be unwilling to kill. Only when there are more such normal people can we build a harmonious and healthy society and country, and most of the murderers will pay the due price.
...Why can such a dangerous person smile like that and say such words?
In Toru Amuro's heart, Angstra gave him a very contradictory feeling.
Sometimes it was so dangerous that he wanted to send him to a juvenile detention center at all costs and let him sit in jail;
Sometimes he is very naive, and even makes him have the idea of protecting and taking care of him... It is a voluntary protection and care, it has nothing to do with being a subordinate, it is because he is willing to do it as Fangtani Rei.
Toru Amuro could tell that even if Ireland brought just an ordinary cat, not a rare and expensive male calico cat, Angstra would still be so happy.
How can a person be so split? There are two faces, black and white, devil and angel, at the same time, as if there is a split personality.
…Wait a minute, split personality?
Toru Amuro suddenly sat upright. He was startled by the ridiculous idea in his mind, but after careful reflection, he felt that it made sense.
He has never seen a patient with schizophrenia in person, he has only seen examples in police academy courses and police files.
Suffering severe trauma and long-term abuse in childhood can easily lead to psychological distortion. Even if it is not severe enough to cause split personality, many other mental illnesses can occur. Many serial killers with cruel methods have painful childhoods.
Angstra had so many injuries on his body, not only on his body, but as a sniper, he was blind in one eye.
If it was an ordinary injury, he would definitely be fitted with the now well-developed prosthetic eyes, but he did not do that. The organization also left him to do whatever he wanted in this regard... Then it is very likely that he has a psychological shadow in this regard and is unwilling to pretend
For prosthetic eyes, I would rather wear a conspicuous bandage on my face.
It seemed that he had to urge Yuya Kazami to search for Angstra...Gray Crow's information as soon as possible.
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[Thank you for your cat, I like it very much. I named it ‘Qian Duoduo’.——angostura]
Since Hokkaido is an island, Gin rarely sat in his Porsche 356a, but took the Shinkansen to the destination with Vodka.
He glanced at the new email Angstra sent him. His tone was not like someone from the organization at all, but more like a kid whose parents bought him a favorite toy.
Gin didn't reply and just stuffed the phone back into his coat pocket.
It was strange for Vodka to see that he didn't reply or speak. In the past, when receiving emails, his elder brother would either ask him to rush to the new mission location, or he would communicate with the other party with a dark face or expressionless face.
Gin noticed his younger brother's curiosity. He still trusted vodka - at least more than he trusted his brain - so he explained:
"Sent from Angstra. The cat has been sent to him in Ireland."
Vodka has been with Gin for a long time, and of course he remembers the rare male calico cat. It took a lot of effort to find that cat.
"His hobbies are the same as that gentleman's, they both like cats." He couldn't help but say, "The violin is also..."
Gin glanced at Vodka coldly, which silenced him for a moment. Fortunately, there was no one around them, otherwise he would definitely have to teach him a lesson.
The two of them didn't speak anymore. Gin looked out the window, and what Vodka just said reminded him of some things in the past.
He first met Angstra seven years ago at that gentleman's residence. At that time, the little devil didn't have a code name, just Jing Baiye.
Jing Baiye, who was only seven years old, held Belmod's hand and looked up at his face and hair, without any fear in his expression.
Gin, who had always scared innocent passers-by into tears, looked at him for a few seconds. He didn't understand why the gentleman wanted to accept him at first - even if he could find a way to poison his biological parents at the age of seven, this kid was so weak that he was very weak.
It is difficult to train a good killer.
But when he saw his appearance with his own eyes, he understood instantly.
The jet-black hair like a raven, the eyes as red as bleeding, and the pale and sickly complexion...
It is very similar to the middle-aged boss... It can even be said to be exactly the same.