Chapter seven hundred and twenty sixth white horse and black cat
"Don't worry, we have known each other for so long, and we will definitely never forget you." Shuji Tsushima's tone was full of confidence.
Baima Tan was speechless for a moment.
"Can I ask about my image?" Bai Ma Tan asked after calming down.
You can't do it if you don't calm down. Breathing heavily will pull the wound on your back, and...
He may not be able to beat Tsushima Shuji.
Although the other party looks like he will be seriously ill soon, he is indeed seriously ill soon.
but……
Shuji Tsushima can probably beat three of them.
He once had a fencing competition with Shuji Tsushima, and the result...
The twelve-year-old Hakuba Tan was defeated miserably by the nine-year-old Tsushima Shuji.
Adding another defeat to himself.
So it's better to be calm.
"It's Hakuba." Tsushima Shuji replied without hesitation.
Anyway, the other party will find out sooner or later, there is nothing to hide.
"White Horse?" White Horse Detective kept smiling.
The housekeeper and mother-in-law on the side looked over with curious eyes.
"Because my surname is Baima, does my image also look like Baima?" Baima Tan said trying his best to keep a smile.
Elegance, etiquette, restraint.
"Yes." Tsushima Shuji replied without hesitation.
It's a pity that the other people's last names are not animals, otherwise he wouldn't have to think so hard about his image.
"Don't worry, I drew everyone's images myself. I also specially drew a suit and a pocket watch for you, but I forgot about the eagle. There is something wrong with raising an eagle on a white horse..." Shuji Tsushima's tone gradually fell into thought.
"I'll arrange for an eagle to be your assistant!" he said thoughtfully.
"...Thank you so much." Bai Ma Tan said after a moment of silence.
"You're welcome." Tsushima Shuji responded to the other party's words of thanks without any guilt.
Bai Ma Tan closed his eyes tiredly.
However, the name of Shuji Tsushima’s black cat image is Black Cat, so what will be the name of his own white horse image?
"Of course... White Halls~" Tsushima Shuji seemed to know what he was thinking, and replied in a pleasant tone.
White(white)Horse(horse).
Black (black) Kate (cat).
White horse and black cat.
"Sure enough..." Baima Tan's tone was full of expectations.
He knew that according to the name of Shuji Tsushima's black cat image, the name of his white horse image was probably in the same style.
"Where are the others?" Baima asked.
Naming other people's images is not as simple as it is for him.
"I don't know." Tsushima Shuji said simply.
"Of course this kind of thing should be left to others. I only need to be responsible for coming up with ideas and then waiting to see the finished product." His words were full of capitalism.
The behavior of exploiting employees is completely natural.
"...Thank you so much." Bai Ma Tan said sincerely.
It seems that only Tsushima Shuji's black cat image and his own white horse image were named by each other personally.
Although getting a name is... hard to describe.
Baima Tan was about to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
He couldn't say anything that violated his etiquette.
So he gave the housekeeper's mother-in-law a look.
The other party helped him turn over and lay back on the bed.
Close your eyes and sleep as if you didn't hear anything.
Shuji Tsushima also lay on the bed and buried his whole body under the quilt.
Housekeeper Tanaka and the mother-in-law of the Hakuba family looked at each other and exited the ward.
Tsushima Shuji lay on the quilt and started sending messages to others.
[You can start taking action.——cahors]
[Received.—laphroaig (Laphroaig)]
[I have been waiting for a long time.——chianti (Chianti)]
[I can’t wait.——tiamarry]
Shuji Tsushima put down his cell phone and started to sleep.
A lot of people are going to die again.
Obviously the FBI just sent people to Japan not long ago.
A new person will be arranged soon.
After a few more batches, we can announce that the department has been disbanded.
After all, they were almost killed.
According to the list of members of the intelligence agencies of various countries that he saw, many of them had indeed been killed by the organization.
…
Didan High School.
"Teacher Judy, please excuse me." The blond-haired, green-eyed boy was introverted and withdrawn. After transferring to another school, he did not have any friendship development period with other classmates.
Especially every time after school, I would encounter some...existences with malicious intentions.
He would often take the other person to a deserted corner and give him a severe beating.
Judy was really worried, so every time school was over, she would ask the other person to wait until she got off work, and then send the other person home.
She also investigated the other party's family, from the school Nikaido Takuichi attended from childhood to the impressions given by the surrounding neighbors.
They all proved that the other party was an ordinary boy who had good grades but was often bullied by others.
My parents are also very ordinary office workers.
The place where I live is very remote, and almost all the people living around are elderly people.
That's why Judy sent the other person home with such confidence.
"You have to learn to resist..." Judy said helplessly.
"But...I'm weak..." Nikaidou Takuichi's voice was weak.
"Do you want to learn self-defense from me?" Judy asked.
The two of them had almost reached Nikaido's home, and the surrounding area was becoming increasingly remote.
"Self-defense? Like... like this?" The blond boy suddenly turned around and kicked in front of Judy.
The blond woman blocked the kick with her hands folded, and took the initiative to meet him.
The young man also maintained his offensive and had no intention of retreating.
"Who are you?" After three rounds of fighting with the opponent, Judy asked with solemn eyes.
"I am... Migru." The blond boy had a smile on his face, and there was morbid madness in his green eyes.
"Teacher Judy, you are a rabbit that is going to be hunted." He said this, and a gun suddenly appeared in his hand.
Without hesitation, he fired at Judy's position and then quickly left the current position.
Judy also took out a gun with her backhand, avoiding the opponent's attack while looking for opportunities to shoot at the opponent.
Migru? is a code name.
What organization is it?
"Teacher, you are a good person, so...can you do another good thing?"
"Killing you is a task assigned by Lord Cahors. If I succeed, Lord Cahors will definitely pay more attention to me. Can you satisfy me?" The blond boy smiled without hiding anything, not hiding himself at all.
The meaning of morbid tone.
"You underestimate me, Nikaido." The blond woman's eyes were sharp and she shot without hesitation.
Migru's physical strength is astonishing, but his combat skills and marksmanship are not outstanding. It seems that he has received training, but the training time has not been long.
so……
As long as you don't engage in close combat with the opponent, that's fine.
Judy is still very confident in her marksmanship.
Her bullet hit the figure of the young man who was quickly dodging.
The other party's movements froze for a moment.
Without hesitation, Judy fired again, hitting the opponent's legs and hands, causing the opponent to lose the ability to escape and hold the gun.
"Which organization are you from?" The blond woman looked down at the boy condescendingly, without letting go of her hand holding the gun.
"Sure enough... I'm still too weak." The blond boy lay on the ground with a sarcastic smile.