Chapter 207 Akai Shuichi: There are too many doubts
Shuji Tsushima was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
"The patient has multiple rib fractures..."
"Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the heart, the position was a little off..."
"The child's body is covered with injuries..."
"He is not in good health. Even if he is out of danger now, he may be in danger in the future..." The doctor said with emotion and shook his head sadly.
Shuji Tsushima lying on the operating table: It hurts...
Anesthetics have no effect on him.
I can clearly feel the pain caused by the tool scratching my skin and muscles.
[It turns out...I'm still alive.]
…
"There are many doubts about this matter." Akai Shuichi squinted his eyes and spoke in a low tone.
"Who would attack the heads of Sindora and Elland at the same time?"
"And it was successful." There was a meaningful tone behind his words.
"And when we arrived, all the kidnappers were killed, or they were sniped from a distance."
"Who is that sniper?"
"Why do you protect Hiroki Sawada and Shuji Tsushima?"
All this happened was so weird.
It's like there is an invisible hand controlling everything in the dark.
It’s so similar to that organization’s style.
This time, what is the purpose of the organization?
Sawada Hiroki? Or... Tsushima Shuji?
What use are these two teenagers to the organization?
"The front desk of the hospital received a bouquet of flowers for Tsushima Shuji." Someone came over holding a bouquet of flowers and whispered.
"Flower?" Akai Shuichi looked down.
Shuji Tsushima had just been admitted to the hospital. Who got the news so quickly and sent flowers?
unless……
That person keeps watching them!
"Did you ask what the person who sent the flowers looked like?" Akai Shuichi said in a solemn tone.
"The nurse at the front desk said it was a child from nearby. I looked for that child and he said it was a brother in white clothes who asked him to send flowers." The person holding the flowers explained with the same solemn expression.
"The man in white clothes..." Akai Shuichi frowned.
The members of that organization are all dressed in black.
Could it be that it is not the work of the organization?
Who could that be?
He looked at the bouquet in another FBI member's hand, lost in thought.
Starry sky...
What does it mean?
Does Tsushima Shuji know the man who sent the flowers?
All this can only be known after Tsushima Shuji wakes up.
The other party's physical condition was already poor, and he did not wake up after the operation.
Late at night, he was pushed to the emergency room several times for rescue.
It wasn't until a week later that Tsushima Shuji opened his eyes in the ward.
The baby's breath on the windowsill has withered and withered, but the front desk of the hospital received another perfectly wrapped bouquet of fresh flowers. It was still the same bunch of baby's breath as before.
Only this time, there seemed to be a different kind of flower mixed in.
"Who is sending flowers this time?" Akai Shuichi raised an eyebrow.
"A janitor, someone gave him a hundred dollars to send flowers. He was also a man in white, wearing a mask." The FBI responsible for the squatting responded.
"Give me the flower." Akai Shuichi reached out and took the flower.
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Shuji Tsushima was lying on the hospital bed, tilting his head and looking at the birds outside the window.
Even if someone pushed the door open, he would still look out the window indifferently.
"Would you rather others call you Shuji Tsushima or Noah?" Shuichi Akai stood at the door and closed the door and asked.
The boy on the bed was finally willing to turn his head and look at him.
"It's Mr. FBI, we meet again." His expression was cold and his voice was weak.
"How do you feel now?" Akai Shuichi walked to the hospital bed and asked.
"Much better." The young man closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.
That's weird, it hurts so much.
It was not easy for him to be rescued a few more times!
"Who sent those flowers?" the young man asked, tilting his head and looking at the withered gypsophila on the window sill.
"What do you think?" Shuichi Akai raised the bouquet in his hand and asked suggestively.
"I think it must not be from you, Mr. FBI." The young man said with a faint smile.
"Why are you so sure?" Akai Shuichi said in a low voice with his back to the hospital bed, replacing the withered stars on the window sill.
"Because...the flower language of the stars..."
"It's missing." The young man blinked.
"Even if we can't meet each other, I will still miss you in my heart." He looked at the starry sky that was thrown into the trash can.
"But Mr. FBI and I are not unable to meet each other." There was a slight smile in his tone.
"Ah, indeed." Akai Shuichi nodded after putting on new flowers.
"Then can you guess who sent it?" he asked tentatively.
Secretly observing the expression of the young man on the hospital bed.
The other party blinked weakly.
Looking at the new bouquet on the windowsill.
“Forget-me-not and Gypsophila…”
"Please don't forget the eternal memories between us and my longing for you." The young man murmured.
"Sorry, sir, I don't know who sent it." He closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Everyone I can think of who will miss me is gone."
"About memories..." He was silent for a moment.
"There's nothing worth worrying about." He sighed as if nothing happened.
"Is that so..." Akai Shuichi didn't know whether he believed it or not.
"Noah——" Hiroki Sawada hurried over.
"Great, you finally woke up."
"Fortunately, you're fine." He ran to the hospital bed, smiling happily with tears in his eyes.
"Ah." Tsushima Shuji looked at him.
"Don't worry." He showed a cool and soothing smile.
His eyes were extremely dark.
"So, do any of you know who killed the kidnappers with a sniper gun in the distance?" Shuichi Akai asked Hiroki Sawada and Shuji Tsushima.
Sawada Hiroki shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
"Maybe he is a kind person who likes to help others..." Shuji Tsushima guessed.
"Thanks to him, I can survive." His tone was filled with gratitude for escaping from death.
"Yes!" Sawada Hiroki nodded vigorously.
The other party must be a good person.
"Then I won't disturb you." Shuichi Akai said, opening the door and walking out, closing the door.
"Did you ask anything?" The man squatting outside the door asked immediately.
"He seems to have a guess, but he didn't tell me." Akai Shuichi frowned.
"Maybe... he himself is not sure." He suddenly shook his head and said.
"Noah, Uncle Oba and Uncle Thomas..." Sawada Hiroki's eyes were complicated.
Thomas is dead.
No one cares about the secret he discovered.
He can also give up his plan...
Can live with Noah...
Use Noah’s Ark…
Save the neon society.
But Uncle Da Ting also...
Noah... must be very sad.
He saw Tsushima Shuji's hand tightening the quilt.
With sad and firm eyes, he let go of his hand.
"Uncle is gone, Tsushima Club and Alande..." The young man lowered his eyes.
"Elland is my uncle's hard work. I won't let him down." He turned to look at the sky outside the window.
"I will help you." Hiroki Sawada said quickly.
"Hiroki, you and Sindora have to worry about it..." Tsushima Shuji shook his head slightly.
"It's okay! Trust me." Hiroki Sawada said firmly.
The young man stared at him with his kite-colored left eye. Sawada Hiroki was still very determined.
"Let's work hard together, Hiroki." The young man closed his eyes and said with a clear smile.
"Okay." Sawada Hiroki nodded.
In the blind corner where no one can see, the boy's eyes are empty and lifeless.