MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 158

"Is this—some kind of strange taste?"

Words that are usually shameful to think about are now easily uttered.

Because there is no leisure to think in that direction. Metal handcuffs locked his wrists together, and he looked down to confirm that they were police-style — duped.

In the past few months, or half a year, because of the irregular date changes, his perception of the passage of time is very slow.

In short, from the night of the thorough talk, to now, Amuro Toru has shown a lot of connivance and trust in him, sharing information to a certain extent, using his identity and ability to achieve his goals without hesitation, and even putting some The task of the public security was entrusted to him, and Kazami Yu also knew about the existence of his assistant, Mr. Furuya.

At first, I really thought about whether the other party would force him out. But in the later time, I gradually let down my guard. From the perspective of utilization value, Montes is even a little higher than gin.

Because the tasks he handles can reflect the recent movements of the organization to some extent, while Gin will only chase traitors everywhere, and he is obedient and trustworthy.

So in the end he really believed that Amuro Toru would take him to play.

Rum has already been dealt with, and before he died, he smothered the gentleman, and the loss was just within the acceptable range. Toru Amuro also played the role of being cheated in this incident. "The gentleman "Fulfilling the previous agreement, Rum's position was taken over by him, but it is impossible to reach the original level of Rum, and Amuro Toru's purpose is not this.

Once promoted from wage earner to management, "that gentleman" distrusted Anshito only because he felt that the other party's ambition was too big and difficult to control. Maybe he would be targeted after Rum, and he was a member of the organization to Anshitou. position is still believable. But obviously this trust is not enough for him to open the secret of the organization to the other party.

It is very simple to defeat this behemoth, but the purpose of the public security and the FBI is not to break it apart, break it into pieces and disperse it into more small forces and continue to block the society.

Therefore, you can't make a rash move. Once you do it, you must hit it with a single blow to ensure that you can get information on the distribution of the organization's power, the source of funds, who is under their control, as well as the white-glove factories and enterprises, rather than being directly deleted by the other party. 's clean.

If the weeds are not eradicated, there will be no black-clothed organizations, and gray-clothed organizations and brown-clothed organizations will pop up within a few years.

In order to achieve this goal, if there is an organization cadre who can get in touch with that gentleman, things can be much simpler.

Mr. A thought so, and thought Toru Amuro thought the same.

But Amuro obviously holds a different opinion from him.

Because he was in the boss, that is, the Boss, the relationship with Amuro Toru still continued to be extremely poor before.

With Mizuna Rena jumping back, news of Kudo Shinichi's survival was exposed, and Belmode's operation made repeated mistakes, the organization has recently become more turbulent, and the monitoring efforts are particularly strong. So he hadn't seen Amuro for almost a month.

This meeting was the first contact of the other party, saying that they wanted to talk about the organization of various countries in the near future, and the plan of action against the black-clothed organization. This is the most important matter. Of course, Mr. A arrived at the appointed place on time. Soon after the meeting, the other party met. Gave him a pair of silver bracelets.

Could it be that Amuro regretted it and decided to arrest him directly?

Mr. A laughed in his heart, and put aside this kind of outrageous idea.

Amuro looked at him apologetically, "I want to apologise for staying with the police for a few days."

The young man's light blond hair reflected the light, his palm was placed on his left cheek, and the rough calluses of his fingertips brushed against the skin. He closed one eye and stared at the other with the other, and what he heard in his ears was calm and gentle. His voice: "It's over soon, you stay there, you don't need to think about anything, I will solve it, it won't be long before the annoying old boss can no longer squeeze your labor force."

Mr. A: …

That was impossible, and the reason he had to be involved was not to destroy the organization at all, but to save people.

He doesn't know how the plot will develop in the future, and he hasn't worried about the deviation of the plot for a long time. Maybe it's because the story of the comics has not been drawn here.

In order not to fail on the last step, he had to get involved.

With this decision, he only looked down at the metal handcuffs connecting his wrists, without doing anything.

Can't beat it anyway.

Since the other party has done this, he has a complete grasp, and he has no intention of calculating, and he does not want to try that little possibility at all.

Anshitou was not surprised by his silence. The hand on his face slipped to the neck and exerted a little force. After a while, the other's body lost the strength to support him. He supported the back with one hand, and bent over to use the other hand to reach the socket of the knee. , He picked up the unconscious person horizontally, and returned to the ground. This is a building that has been unfinished. The basement where he was just now is a stronghold of the public security.

Feng Jianyu also came as instructed, and after a short wait, he saw his boss come out.

He took the initiative to open the car door, the boss put the person in his arms into the back seat, and then opened the handcuffs while handcuffing the car, Feng Jian Yu also caught the key thrown by the other side without turning back, and Amuro finally covered the person with a blanket Hold, take a step back, and close the door.

"Remember what I said before, Kazami."

Feng Jianyu also nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Put people in that confinement room, and deliver three meals a day without contact, without any form of communication. In the past few days, except for monitoring through the screen, the other party and the public security personnel do not communicate. There will be any connection.

Although he doesn't understand the reason, Mr. Furuya must have his intentions, and the countless examples in the past have shown this.

Just execute it.

Amuro, who got the answer, didn't stay much longer, and he had to fake Montes' disappearance to ensure that the gentleman finally found a false but credible result - assuming the other party still has the energy to investigate thoroughly.

The young man lowered his head and put on his hood. The light gold was hidden under the dark fabric. His drooping hands were inserted into the pockets of his coat, his chest and shoulders were lowered, and his walking posture became messy and untidy.

Feng Jianyu didn't waste any more time. He retracted his gaze and sat in the driver's seat to start the car, but he couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror several times.

Yoki Fujita - he tends to be the real name, but not necessarily the person's real name.

After all, the seventeen-year archives are really detailed. Although the result of asking the insider is a bit strange, it is a little more credible than the bizarre possibility of implanting a memory, who is hypnotized by suggestion and let another person replace this identity.

The real Fujita Yangxi is missing, but Kazami Yu also really doesn't know how to call each other, so he still uses this name.

Mr. Fukugu has an assistant, which he only learned about in recent months. This mysterious assistant has participated in several operations, and the other party is very strong in networking, tracking, and fighting. By the time Qiu Zeyao left, someone had permission to go wherever he went, and the criminals' movement trajectories were synchronized in real time, so everything was easy.

Kazami Yu also always thought that this assistant was a mature and reliable type, until he knew that the other party was Fujita Yoshiki - twenty-two years old is the data of the file, and the other party's face is underage no matter how you look at it.

The previous actions against the organization gradually rolled out, and Rei Yugu finally revealed that he had an informant in the organization.

Feng Jianyu didn't know whether to be surprised or surprised.

When he woke up, he was facing a closed space, the red light of the camera was always on, indicating that he was under surveillance, and the only private area was the toilet.

Changes of clothes are placed in a cabinet next to the bed that is incompatible with the overall environment. A table is placed opposite the bed. The bookshelf above is filled with books of various colors, including professional books, entertainment books, world famous books, etc. A few pens for him to take notes, and the lamp is on.

Jun A cleared his throat, got up and got out of bed. Judging from the degree of thirst and the digestion of the food in his stomach, at least one night had passed.

He only knew a rough idea of ​​the police's plan. In short, it's like a blitzkrieg battle. Before that, you have to sneak into Karasuma Renye's lair and get the information, that is, the opponent's family.

But when and how to do it, he didn't know.

So get out of here.

The sooner the better...

Mr. A put the small room into his eyes and looked at the device that listened to the sound: "I'm hungry, I want a Poirot sandwich and a glass of water."

There was no response, but soon a piece of the wall fell inward, revealing what was behind it.

A microwaveable convenience store sandwich, and a bottle of mineral water.

The space inside is only the size of a shoe box.

Isn't this what no one can see?

It seemed that no one would talk to him.

Will selectively meet his conditions, but still be placed overall.

That's enough, knowing that someone is watching and listening to what's going on here.

He took out a thin-tip pen from the pen holder, paused and put it back, picked up the steaming sandwich and ate it, then drank half a bottle of water, and then held the pen in his hand again.

"Feng Jian Xian! You, I am here, the person you told me to be optimistic about, he..."

"Think about it clearly, calm down." Feng Jianyu also frowned slightly because of the other party's confusing statement, "You won't be deceived by him, and the result of your conversation with him will be clichéd?"

"No! I didn't say anything, but he—suddenly shoved the pen down his throat!"

Feng Jianyu was also stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"I saw with my own eyes, he... He deliberately pointed his body in the direction of the camera, the pen was stuck in his neck, I couldn't see the trace of the fake, the man was still alive, I didn't speak to him, but I don't know—"

The other party swallowed, "Feng Jian criminal, he needs first aid."

Only Kazami Yuya has the authority to open the door.

Feng Jianyu also rushed out of the office, almost tripped over an obstacle halfway, staggered and got up again, very embarrassed.

The subordinate who was instructed to look at the person showed the computer screen to Kazuki Yuya to check, just as the former said—

The black-haired boy was sitting on a chair with his body facing the camera. He raised his face and rested his head on the back of the chair. His neck and jaw were almost in a straight line. He could see half a pen. slip into the neckline.

The corners of the blood-stained lips were raised in a not brilliant arc, the blood entering the trachea caused a series of reflex coughs, the chest was heaving, but the face was completely flat, the eyes opened and looked out of the screen, like is asking him-

Can you just watch me die like this?

crazy…

Feng Jianyu also walked out without looking back.

"Call the doctor immediately!"