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Chapter five hundred and sixty sixth classic plot

Shuji Tsushima sat on the skateboard, swinging one leg in mid-air, and looked at the figure sitting on the ground with his eyes closed.

The black pistol rotated in his hand.

"You didn't even accept my help." The young man's voice was a little melancholy.

"So how can I help you choose a neat way to die!" He turned the gun faster.

The injection he gave the other party was actually an anesthetic injection.

So, even though it looks like he is dead, he is actually still alive?

Well, Shuji Tsushima looked at the blood that was stained on the opponent's body and estimated the amount of bleeding.

At least I still have a breath.

So he sat on his skateboard, took out his cell phone and started sending messages.

[If you find the person, come and drag him away yourself.——cahors]

[Arrived soon.——pernod]

After Tsushima Shuji saw the reply, he put away his phone.

"Good boy, it's time to go back to bed." He looked at the cats and dogs below and the birds circling in the sky.

"Be obedient." He said with a smile.

So the cats and dogs exited the dark alley, and the birds in the sky flew in other directions after circling three times.

The only ones left in the alley were Shuji Tsujima, who started playing games because he had nothing to do, and Hideyoshi Haneda, who was barely alive.



"Okay, the game is over, let's go find our most important prey." The tall figure wearing a black coat and a black wide-brimmed hat, with only a strand of brown hair exposed, wiped the two scalpels in his hands.

He took off his bloody gloves and threw them into the trash can nearby.

In front of her was a figure that had been almost decomposed, leaving only its skeleton and internal organs.

"The escaped prey has been found? Did Kaa help?" Tiamali, who was sitting astride a figure and persevering in the last strike, covered the surrounding area with blood, finally stopped as if she had regained her senses.

Stabbing action.

I touched my body and felt sorry that I didn't bring any flower seeds.

"What a pity. There are so many holes, which are perfect for spreading seeds..." Tiamali licked the blood that splashed around her mouth and left the body.

"Hey, Xiao Qian, can you leave that guy's body for me to plant flowers?" She came to Pei Nuo and asked coquettishly.

"Okay." Peino took out a firecracker and threw it into the trash can where the gloves were thrown.

Then he came to the kitchen, closed the door and windows, and turned on the gas.

Tiamali also closed the doors and windows of other rooms.

"Let's go." After Peno finished all this, he threw down a handful of black ants, and then asked Tiamali to leave.

As people walked through the corridor, there were also corpses lying on the ground.

The cause of death was...shot.

That was the work of Cohen and Chianti.

Because Haneda Hideyoshi ran away, the four people, who were very angry, found the location of each other's adoptive parents.

Then he vented his anger.

Since the other party lived in a single-family house with no other neighbors around, the progress was surprisingly smooth.

"Kaa actually didn't kill him, but left it to Xiao Qian..." After Tiamali got into the car, she did not shy away from Peno's presence. She naturally took off her bloody clothes and put on them.

A brand new sailor suit of the same style.

And took out a tissue and wiped his face.

"Is he actually so kind?" he asked in a puzzled tone.

"Codename members are prohibited from killing each other." Peino sat in the driver's seat.

"After all, they didn't call us to kill us."

"For other purposes... it is acceptable to pay some price." His tone was calm.

"That's right~" Tiamali said, sitting in the passenger seat, taking out her hand mirror and applying some lipstick on herself.



"If he doesn't come back, he will take his last breath..." Shuji Tsushima looked at the figure whose skin color was developing towards a bluish-white color.

There was some movement behind him.

The sounds of chaotic footsteps, one light and one heavy.

It can't be Penon and Tiamali.

Members of the organization will subconsciously control the sound of their footsteps when walking.

So as not to scare away the prey.

This footsteps belong to a drunkard.

Tsushima Shuji controlled the skateboard and turned around, looking at the figure walking into the alley.

The other party's eyes were confused, his face was red to his neck, and his figure was swaying, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

There was also a wine bottle in his hand.

"Where...is this..."

"Why... there is no... light..."

As he spoke, he faced the wall and began to unbutton his pants.

Shuji Tsushima raised his gun and shot the opponent with an expressionless expression.

He didn't want to see a drunken drunkard taking care of his physical needs in front of him.

I also didn’t want to meet Peino and the others on the spot after the other party had resolved their physical needs.

"So slow..." He watched the drunkard's figure fall to the ground, and the wine bottle shattered the moment it hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

He supported his chin with one hand and drooped his eyelids, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

So when Peno and Tiamali came to the scene, what they saw was a body lying on the ground with a bullet in the back of the head, and a figure sitting in the corner, unable to tell whether he was alive or dead.

as well as……

Drowsy teenager sitting on skateboard.

"You are finally here..." The young man opened his eyes and said hello feebly.

The waiting process is too boring.

"Then, I will take him away." Peino said, stepping forward and dragging Haneda Hideyoshi away.

"Don't let him die." Tsushima Shuji said slowly.

Penuo's movement of extending his hand became stiff.

"Is he of any use?" She tilted her head and asked Tsujima Shuuji.

"Ah, it's of no use, I just thought it would be fun." The boy rested his chin on one hand and spoke lazily.

"Would you be satisfied if you killed him so easily? Your enemy is Akai Shuichi, right?"

"No matter how many others you have killed, it will not lessen your hatred at all."

"But it would be different if he were alive." The young man pointed at Haneda Hideyoshi.

"Don't you want to see a scene where brothers turn against each other and kill each other?" He raised a smile with unknown meaning.

Peno and Tiamali looked at each other, with interest and eagerness to try gradually emerging in their eyes.

"The hypnosis and brainwashing we used on Kil before were of no use at all. Let's try the newly developed drug from Generic this time. Doesn't it say that taking it will cause people to lose their memory? Let's test the drug on him." The young man said.

Full of carelessness.

"Let Chablis try to make up memories for him, um... insert false memories into a brain that has lost all memories..."

"Let's see if the so-called brotherhood or love can make him recall everything."

"I'm looking forward to it." The young man smiled and said with a dark left eye.

Instilling false memories into a brain that has lost its memory is exactly what Tsushima Shuji once experienced.

A false memory named Lin Xiu.

Of course, the organization's method of fabricating memories is far inferior to his so-called system.

In fact, the first test subject of fabricated memories was Tsushima Shuji himself.

Although it had no effect on him.

Chablis seemed unable to accept this blow, and threatened to give up the research on the spot.

In fact, someone is secretly continuing to do research behind the scenes, and he is doing research in a hushed manner, for fear of being discovered, and he has not even used the experimental subjects.

Shuji Tsushima, as a kind-hearted and beautiful boy, noticed the other party's troubles, so he decided to send him a suitable experimental subject.

He touched his non-existent conscience and was filled with emotion.

Well, anyway, Chablis’ fabricated memories are definitely enough for fun.

As for recovery…

Even if the memory is restored by then, at that time...which memory will Haneda Hideyoshi consider to be real?

How long does it take to distinguish between truth and falsehood?

"I'm looking forward to it too." The figure with a high ponytail smiled strangely.

"Brothers turn against each other...what a classic plot..." Tiamali lowered her head and suppressed laughter.

"Then we will take him to Chablis." Penot reached out his hand, took Haneda Hideyoshi's collar, and lifted him on his shoulders.

"Bye~"

"Thank you so much this time~" Tiamali jumped up and waved towards Tsushima Shuji.

Shuji Tsushima's skateboard is still suspended in the air, and he himself is still sitting on the skateboard.

Watching them quietly as they left.

The mobile phone that was tightly held in Haneda Hideyoshi's hand fell out of his hand with Peno's rough movements.

It hit the ground and completely turned into a pile of pieces.


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