He closed his eyes tightly and vaguely felt light falling on his face. There was a woman talking not far away from him, and it was this voice that woke him up.
"!"
All the memories before coma flooded into his brain, and Jianggu Ling woke up instantly.
His body was tense, but he relaxed quickly. He remained motionless, allowing his breathing to maintain the frequency of a comatose person, but he could not control the pounding of his heart that hit his eardrums.
He is still alive.
Fangtani Rei felt that he was fixed on a chair, his hands were tied behind his back, and his body could not move. There seemed to be a layer of cotton wrapped in the iron ring of the restraint device.
——His identity was exposed, but he was still alive.
Jianggu Ling's heart sank instantly.
A captured undercover agent will end up worse than being killed on the spot.
Rei Fukutani, who was completely awake, recognized that the person who had just spoken was Curacao - the woman who traveled to Europe with him and Rai as a supervisor and finally subdued him on that rooftop.
Curacao's skills are very good, but he lost so easily simply because of the bug earring filled with toxin.
When her fist grazed his face, she touched the earring with her sharp nails and pulled it out, causing the toxin inside to instantly paralyze his body.
Thinking of this, Jianggu Ling was a little annoyed.
His second personality, Angstra's loyal dog, even though he never came out after returning from the United States, the things he left behind still caused him so much trouble.
He was too careless, and he should have found a way to remove this damn earring earlier. He actually went to Europe, a place he was unfamiliar with, just because his body was getting used to it and because he was eager to grab Ley's pigtails.
How long was he unconscious?
Was Ley ever caught?
Where is this? London? Paris? Or has he returned to Japan?
...No, the bigger question now is-how was he exposed?
What exactly was found in Irish Whiskey?
How is hiro doing?
Will he be implicated?
There were so many questions, who was she talking to in Curacao, and she mentioned Angstra.
The little devil who tried to cover up his undercover identity for them... already knew that he and Rai were both exposed, right?
Just when Fangtani Ling wanted to listen carefully to what Curacao was saying, he heard footsteps coming from not far away.
The sound was a little unclear through the door panel, but Jiang Guling immediately recognized whose footsteps it was.
He had heard it countless times while lying in bed in the hospital.
——It was the voice of Angstra coming towards him.
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Curacao ended the call with Apero and looked at Angstra who appeared at the door of Cell No. 2 with a surprised look on his face.
The door of Cell No. 2 was a glass door, which used to be a drug archive—some drug information is still stored on the bookshelf—so she could see him outside at a glance.
Angstra was wearing pajamas and slippers. She might have come over as soon as she heard the news.
Curacao put away his mobile phone, his eyes fell on his face, and he saw the obvious blue and black under his eyes.
Apello just said on the phone that Angostura went to bed yesterday, or to be precise this morning at 3 o'clock.
Now it seems that even though he seemed to be resting in bed, he was not asleep at all.
...just like last year when Panno was first exposed.
Looking at him now, and thinking about the way he happily went to Hakone Town to soak in the hot springs last year, Curacao sighed in his heart and walked over to open the door.
Angstra entered the room, greeted her, and then walked directly to the man who was tied to the chair.
"Bourbon."
Angstra shouted softly
"Now that you're awake, just talk to me."
Bourbon opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.
The chair was placed in the center of the room, next to an iron window. Warm light poured in through the window, making the man's blond hair shine like the sun.
Curacao was not surprised. She woke up at about this time due to the amount of anesthesia she used.
"When did you find out?"
He suddenly asked a question that made no sense.
"Mihua Municipal Building."
Angstra answered simply and neatly.
"During that explosion, you begged me to defuse the bomb and save people. This reminded me of Panno."
Angstra lowered her head and looked at Bourbon who could not move.
He didn't lie.
Angstra is not good at pretending or lying, he just tells the truth.
Bourbon's eyes widened slightly, and Curaçao couldn't tell whether he was really surprised or just pretending. After all, these undercover agents' acting skills were so good.
"At that time, I was holding you covered in blood and wanted to give you first aid, but suddenly I recalled the scene when I killed Panno on my birthday last year and then held him in the ruins."
Angstra's voice had no fluctuations.
"Maybe this was a reminder from my subconscious mind." He said calmly, "I just didn't want to know at that time."
The room was quiet.
Bourbon stared straight at Angstra - Curacao suspected that he no longer had eyes for himself standing next to him - with an expression that seemed to be suppressing something.
"So I knew it then..." He smiled half-smilingly, half-angry but half-angry, "Then why did you still save me? Why didn't you just throw me into the ruins and let me die with those people?
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"Because you will be in pain."
Angstra looked at Bourbon with a serious expression.
"You are essentially a policeman. Unlike organization members or other criminals who like to protect themselves, you absolutely do not want to see serious casualties caused by a building explosion." He paused and continued: "I said it before when I was in the United States, I really
I like you very much. Because I do, I don’t want to see you sad.”
"……like?"
Bourbon seemed to have heard something very funny.
"A criminal who would not regret dying ten times for whatever he does, likes to go undercover?"
He did laugh.
"Indeed, you like me very much."
Those purple-grey eyes looked tenderly at the organization members in front of them, like a loyal dog looking at the master who gave his life all the meaning.
Even Curaçao, who had seen all kinds of different looks, felt trembling in his heart.
But Angostela remained unmoved and even frowned slightly.
"In the past, you didn't let other members hurt me. You took me in when my apartment was bombed. You took care of me when I was injured. When I was in danger, you let me go first and you came last. You vaccinated me against dangerous viruses..."
He counted the interactions between them one by one.
"But what's the difference between your love and your treatment of that threesome and that bear?"
"——It's completely like treating a favorite pet instead of treating an equal human being."
"I'm just a pet dog you kept on a whim."
The blond mixed-race man's voice was extremely soft.
The next second, the smile on his face disappeared completely, and the mask of a gentle and loyal dog was shattered. What was left was only the sharpness and defense of the undercover against the members of the organization.
"I'll give you a piece of advice, Angstra."
"If a criminal attempts to use a police dog as a pet, it is best to remove its sharp teeth and claws first."
"Otherwise, once he finds an opportunity, he will definitely be the first to open his mouth and bite your throat out."
There was suffocating silence.
After Curacao heard this, he looked at Angstra beside him and straightened the collar of his crooked pajamas for him.
Then she spoke gently and considerately.
"Angstra, do you need me to cut his throat now?" This chapter has been completed!