Several figures wearing white uniforms that looked like medical staff were walking in the corridor pushing a gurney, and their footsteps sounded uniform.
It seems to everyone that they are all trying to save the patient's life.
In the corridor ahead, a blond figure was standing there waiting.
"Is this the person Rum asked you to hand over?" the blond man asked.
"Code name." The leading doctor-like figure didn't mean to pay attention. He just said it indifferently, like an emotionless machine.
"Bourbon." The blond man raised his eyebrows and replied with interest.
The figure who exuded reason and had no emotional aura from head to toe raised his right hand and clicked on the smart watch. The blue light shone on the blond man's face and collected the other person's face ID.
[Identity Confirmation——Bourbon.] A prompt sound came from the watch.
【Confirm delivery.】
"It's yours." The figure in white said, gesturing backward, and the person pushing the gurney pushed the gurney forward, directly in front of the blond man.
The person lying on the gurney should be a person. Even if the white cloth covered the whole body, it could still be seen that it was a person. Toru Amuro opened the white cloth and took a look. The person lying inside had a familiar and long-lost face.
Face.
Kurodabei.
His boss was someone he had met before during his undercover training, but he had not seen him face to face for a long time after becoming an undercover agent.
The other party is currently lying on the gurney, with restraints on his limbs, waist, and even neck to prevent the other party from making violent movements.
His mouth was also taped shut to prevent him from crying for help.
Some pinholes can be vaguely seen on the neck.
It should be the pinhole of the anesthesia needle, Toru Amuro guessed.
Because Kuroda Hei can only move his eyes at the moment and cannot move anywhere else.
"Kuroda Hei..." Amuro said the other party's name, her voice was full of meaning, and even the smile on her face was extremely unpredictable.
This group of figures in white clothes who looked like doctors delivered the person and confirmed Bourbon's identity before disappearing in front of Bourbon without hesitation.
I didn't plan to say a word.
Toru Amuro looked at the man with his eyes open on the gurney and covered him with the white cloth again.
Slowly, as if very leisurely, he pushed the cart into the punishment room.
The only thing he can use is the punishment room. The interrogation room is not his territory. If the guys from the torture department see Kuroda Hei, it will definitely cause a mad rush.
If it falls into the hands of those guys, Kuroda Hei will definitely die.
He returned to the punishment chamber again, but this time, he was no longer the person being punished, but the executioner about to be executed.
There is no need to put Kuroda down from the gurney. He only needs to put away the wheels, put the gurney up, and fasten it firmly to the cross.
After doing all this, Toru Amuro stood in front of Kuroda Bei and remained silent for a long time.
"I've given too much anesthesia. There's no point in taking action now. I can't even feel the pain." He said with a slight pity.
Kuroda Bie slowly blinked his eyes.
Toru Amuro just stood aside, neither looking at the other person nor saying anything else. He just sat there slightly bored, quietly waiting for the anesthesia effect to wear off.
The hands in his pockets were clenched into fists, but his neatly trimmed nails left deep nail marks on his palms.
What should he do?
What exactly needs to be done to resolve this situation?
After becoming an undercover agent, he faced many passive situations.
Uncontrollable.
He witnessed the death of his friend with his own eyes. The blood-stained rooftop and the crow spreading its wings when the gunshots were fired became the most unforgettable scenes in his memory.
I have also witnessed the death of colleagues.
They smiled and committed suicide without showing any regrets even before they died.
Everyone can die calmly for their ideals.
Of course he can die calmly for his ideals, but...
What he needs to face now is not the outcome of death, but a choice.
Kill your boss with your own hands to prevent the other party from suffering more torture, even if doing so may be suspected by Rum.
Or just run away with your boss, the identity of the undercover agent is exposed, you are hunted down, and the two of you die together.
He didn't know what to do.
How to break this helpless and tortured predicament.
As Rei Fukiya struggled repeatedly in his heart, the anesthesia effect on Kuroda Hei gradually faded away.
He looked at his subordinate sitting not far away, and naturally understood that the other person was sitting there not just because of boredom, but because of hesitation.
Don't know how to do it.
But undercover agents shouldn't hesitate.
Even if you are facing your own boss.
In fact, even if you are facing your biological parents, wife and children, you should not hesitate.
Rather, they should be treated as strangers.
Especially for undercover agents like them, if a father and son are both undercover agents, it would be normal for one of them to kill the other with his own hands.
In order to cover up his identity as an undercover agent.
Not to mention that he is just the other party's boss.
Even if he dies, someone from the police will take his place.
but……
Because everything happened so suddenly, he did not tell anyone else that Bourbon was an undercover police officer.
As for Bourbon's information, only his immediate superior can view it.
Even if someone replaces him, I'm afraid he won't use bourbon again.
Because it's not trustworthy.
The new director will definitely send out new undercover agents.
Bourbon is already an outcast.
Kuroda Bingwei affirmed in his heart.
But the other party still belongs to the public security, and is a nail buried deep in the organization.
Even if it is abandoned at this time, it may be able to play a key role at some point in the future.
As his boss, he has to teach the other party one last lesson.
As an undercover agent, you must be ruthless enough.
Team Zero is always the most ruthless, efficient and outstanding department.
Offering himself as a sacrifice.
Toru Amuro sat aside for a full hour. He knew that he could not wait any longer and did nothing.
Because the time it took those people to bring Kuroda Hei here, plus this hour, was enough for the effect of the anesthesia to wear off.
If he does nothing, he will definitely be suspected.
So he stood up and came to Kuroda Bingwei.
"Are you awake again?" the blond man asked maliciously and provocatively.
"You can try." Kuroda Hei's posture is still calm, but this calm look makes people feel more provocative.
"Do you dare to kill me? You don't dare. You want to get more information about undercover agents from me, so you won't kill me. As for torture..."
"If you think I'm afraid, just come." Kuroda Hei said.
"Do you think you're done?" The blond man seemed to be laughing in anger, with a sarcastic expression.
"Do you want to know how many undercover agents there are in your organization? Do you need me to tell you? There are at least hundreds. Every companion around you may be an undercover agent." Heibei Kuroda said, fearing that the organization would not be in chaos.