In a Tokyo cemetery, there is a tombstone quietly added.
Mixed in with the rows of tombstones, it is not conspicuous at all.
Not even a name or a photo.
There is only one unsigned sentence.
【He is a mysterious and dangerous man.】
Not far from this tombstone, there is an equally nameless monument.
There is nothing on it.
One more tombstone or one less tombstone doesn't matter at all, nothing will change.
Even the weather has not changed.
…
Gome goes to the sushi restaurant where Rum works every day, orders a bunch of sushi, and brings it back as food for the patients.
"After all, we are testing the danger. It can be said that Dazai Osamu was responsible for the killing of the FBI who followed us before. But now that Dazai Osamu is dead, if we kill those FBI, there are only two possibilities..." Tsushima Shuji single-handedly
He propped his chin up and looked out the window.
"Those behind are probably sent by the FBI." Bourbon's tone was full of calmness and indifference.
Bourbon looked away without hesitation, pretending that he had neither heard nor seen, and completely ignored Tsushima Shuji's good intentions.
Of course, Bourbon, who was seriously injured and still recovering from his injuries, could not drive the car himself, so Scotland was the one who drove the car.
Until we stopped outside the cemetery.
There is no flaw, and he is worthy of being the first in acting.
"Let's go to the cemetery." He pretended to adjust his aura and walking posture to make himself look like he was still in a weak posture after being seriously injured.
For example, Amano Satomi, Izayoi Mochizuki, Oba Haruhiko, and the Maeda couple.
After all, the opportunity to visit one's own grave is rare.
Bourbon also paid a catering fee for this.
"It's really troublesome." Bourbon's tone was harsh and full of impatience.
They are all identical white roses.
I don’t know how he took out so many things from under the seat.
"Are you really driving?" he asked as if he was really confused.
"In that case, I should also have a tomb." Scotland thought thoughtfully.
Otherwise, you will be maliciously retaliated against.
He has long since been promoted to the top position.
But Zhu Fu Jingguang had never visited his own tomb.
"What's so good about a tombstone that doesn't have a name and doesn't mean anything." Bourbon said in a nonchalant tone.
"Scotland, it's too slow." Bourbon, who was sitting in the passenger seat, began to toss his friend.
"Because there is a patient in the car who is seriously injured and has not recovered. We have to take care of the patient, right?" Scotland's tone was calm, his smile was gentle, and he was not irritated at all by what his friend said.
"The FBI will think they have encountered a second being like Osamu Dazai."
People who are not self-aware will always end up in big trouble.
"I'm going to send flowers to my dear uncle and aunt." Shuji Tsushima took out two bouquets of fake flowers from under the car.
"Your tombstone has been erected. You can go back with us. Before that, would you like to visit your own grave?" Tsushima Shuji asked kindly.
"Three days, has he come up with any plans?" Scotland was a little curious.
"There are also Amano-kun's wild grasses and Miss Mochizuki's blue hyacinths." He gave Midorikawa Mu another flowerpot.
"..." Bourbon turned his attention to Shuji Tsushima in the back seat in a self-conscious manner.
"I've been eating sushi for three days in a row." The blond man looked a little unhappy.
"But I can't find the tombstone belonging to Zhu Fu Jingguang." Scotland's tone was a little helpless.
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out." Tsushima Shuji blinked.
"Do you need to bring flowers for yourself? Forget it, it's a bit disgusting, so I won't bring them." He said thoughtfully and then immediately refuted himself.
The intelligence department of the organization is more powerful, especially Rum as the leader.
"Either we are directly defined as bad guys, or..." He bent his iris-colored left eye.
"It seems that he will encounter a little setback." Scotland said with a smile.
"Ah." Shuji Tsushima responded lazily.
After he fakes his death and escapes, there should be a tombstone belonging to Zhu Fu Jingguang. Of course, that tombstone will not have his name on it.
"Huh? But it means that you finally no longer have to live as Rei Fukiya. Doesn't it make sense?" Tsushima Shuji asked with a confused look on his face.
Tsujima Shuji, who felt that his kindness had been let down, curled his lips, but didn't say anything, but glanced at the rearview mirror.
"No, he has a solemn expression, and it looks like he can't do anything with the rum." Bourbon said with a sneer.
If it really takes only a few days for Long Mu to deal with Rum, then all his years of work in the organization have been in vain?
Indeed, Gongme is a very famous intelligence dealer in the underground world, but...
"There is no feeling at all at this speed. Is the car really moving?"
After all, there should be many anonymous monuments and cemeteries.
"The intelligence level of the general is not even comparable to that of my second-in-command." The blond man said in a scornful manner.
"Need help? I'm happy to serve patients." The black-haired and wild-eyed boy smiled with enthusiasm.
In the largest cemetery in Tokyo, there are many tombstones of acquaintances.
If Rum really solved it like that, Bourbon would no longer be just the second in command of the intelligence department.
Rongmu has no self-awareness about this.
"Where's Rongme?" Scotland looked at the clinic and saw no other people.
The car also fell silent for a moment.
This time they did not throw away the people belonging to the FBI who were following behind them, but allowed them to follow them as if nothing had happened.
He touched the ends of his eyes, but found no tears, so he squeezed his eyes hard and quickly rubbed the ends of his eyes, finally making the ends of his eyes red as if he was very sad.
Because undercover agents cannot see the light of day, even until they die.
Several people came downstairs to the clinic, got in the car and headed to the cemetery.
Unless the undercover agent has no family or friends, he will visit the grave.
"That being said, it seems that it is indeed necessary to worship." Bourbon thought for a while, nodded and stood up.
The day after there was an unnamed tombstone in the cemetery, Shuji Tsujima and Scotland came to Shuji Kitagawa's clinic again.
Jianggu Ling's tombstone should have a name, after all, he had no family or friends.
"The highest probability is that the first one will be the first to doubt us, including doubting everyone's so-called undercover identity." He said with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
I chose to be out of sight and simply closed my eyes.
"People always have to pay the price for their choices, right?" Shuji Tsushima spread his hands and said with a smile.
Wouldn’t it be a little too reassuring to leave Bourbon alone in the clinic like this?
"He went to find Rum." Bourbon said in a cold tone.
"He is really becoming more and more unscrupulous." Bourbon looked full of disgust.
"Kaa, have you ever considered Amano-kun and Miss Mochizuki as friends?" Midorikawa Mu looked at the blue hyacinths that were already in full bloom and asked.
"Of course -" the black-haired boy smiled cheerfully.
"——No!" Then it suddenly turned into an expressionless and low-voiced reply.
"It's just superficial. It's here now, just like I give flowers to my dear uncle, aunt and uncle." He waved his hand and said casually.
Friend? He doesn't need this kind of thing anymore.