Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

(Not related to the main text, just for fun)

Mini-theater 4: If they had met earlier (Brewery)

Background setting: Among the countless external members recruited by the Black Organization last year, these three people stood out and performed well.

Morohoshi Dai (Akai Shuichi).

Toru Amuro (Rei Furuya).

And Midorikawa Hikaru (Zhufushi Kagemitsu).

Recommended by their superiors in their respective regions, they, along with other external members who were also recommended, received three months of special training.

Commonly known as further study.

Within the organization, it is called the ladder of death before promotion.

If you can successfully pass these three months and do not lose any limbs or become mentally ill, you will be able to obtain a certificate of training completion from your superior.

This is also the pass that external recruits must obtain before they want to become code members and participate in the code member promotion assessment.

So, on a sunny day, the organization welcomed a group of fresh blood at a training base located in the wilderness area in the north of Berry Country.

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On the first day of his arrival, intelligence dealer Toru Amuro and sniper rookie Daiichi Moroboshi passionately demonstrated in the cafeteria what it means to be incompatible with each other.

Next to him, Midorikawa Hikaru, a Middle Eastern killer who had already digested the dramatic story of himself and Yu Junran going undercover in the same organization, was eating his lunch grimly.

He completely ignored the fact that the two people next to him were already grabbing each other's collars.

The noise from the people around who were watching the fun was so loud that it almost blew the roof off the house.

But in the end, the fight did not break out.

The instructor who came with a dark face shouted to stop the excitement.

Amuro Toru let go of Moroboshi Dai's collar with an unhappy look on his face, and viciously poked a meatball on the plate with his chopsticks.

When he put it in his mouth and chewed it, his eyes were always fixed on Zhu Xingda, as if he was chewing someone's flesh.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, the people who had gathered together dispersed.

The base's management requirements are not strict for these people who are recommended by various regions and are expected to become code members.

Except for certain restricted areas, they can move freely after completing daily training and temporary tasks.

After a few days,

The discord between Toru Amuro and Dai Moroboshi, as well as the various open and secret struggles between them, were widely circulated in the base and were almost known to everyone.

Therefore, when Toru Amuro and Dai Moroboshi started arguing in the cafeteria again, no one was surprised.

"Sorry, I accidentally knocked over your bowl."

When the argument was about to escalate into a fight, the instructor who saw it from a distance also hurried over.

However, before the instructor could reach the two of them, Moroboshi Dai, who was pushed, kicked the stool next to him while turning sideways to prevent Amuro Toru from swinging his fist at him.

Under the influence of the force, the stool slid several meters in the direction of the force and then tripped a thin man who was not paying attention to the surrounding situation.

In order to prevent himself from falling, the thin man subconsciously grabbed anything he could find around him.

With a wave of his hand, a soup bowl on a dinner plate, along with the entire dinner plate, including the other plates, bowls and spoons inside, were brought to the ground.

There was a series of crisp crackling sounds.

It comes with a mess.

The commotion attracted a lot of people's attention, and even Moroboshi Yasushi and Amuro Toru inevitably looked over.

The fight that was about to begin was passively aborted. Moroboshi Dai, who felt very guilty, immediately stepped forward and began to apologize.

The people around were originally wondering why Moroboshi apologized so decisively, which was inconsistent with his character as a cold-blooded villain.

But soon, someone discovered that the young man with dark red hair and eyes who was innocently implicated was a stranger they had never seen before, as if he suddenly appeared.

They were not the peripheral elites who had participated in the training together, nor were they the base personnel they had met.

Inner members, code candidates, or code members they are extremely eager to become.

Countless inquiring eyes fell on the young man.

"Then please prepare another meal for me."

"it is good."

Zhu Xingda did not refuse and turned and walked towards the window.

A faint gleam of dark light flashed across the emerald green eyes.

The voice was low and hoarse, the breathing was light and the breath was insufficient.

This man was injured, and seriously injured.

Taking the excuse of indirectly causing this unfortunate result as an excuse, Toru Amuro stepped forward to apologize and began to observe and test the young man's identity.

The tempted Whiskey had no desire to speak, and he followed that desire.

When Moroboshi Dai brought a new meal to him, he did not respond to any of Amuro Toru's questions.

Glancing at the food and fruit snacks on the plate, which were somewhat different from the ones they had eaten, Toru Amuro silently raised his guess about Whiskey's identity.

They will specially order meals, and their level is at least higher than that of the instructors who eat the same meals as them.

If you are just a code name candidate, you may not necessarily receive this special treatment.

So, could the other party be a code name member?

A codenamed member who had no memory of anything in his previous life.

Toru Amuro lowered his eyes to hide the sharpness that flashed across them.

Moroboshi Dai, who had noticed the difference in the food earlier, did not show any abnormality. He walked steadily to Whiskey with the tray in his hand, but did not put the tray in front of him.

Instead he opened his mouth and said:

"This place hasn't been cleaned up yet, it's not suitable for dining, why don't you sit somewhere else."

The overturned food had been put into the trash can by the thin man who had caused all this.

The unusual attitude displayed by Zhu Xingdai made the thin man, who was not very courageous to begin with, feel very scared.

In order to make amends and let Whiskey see his sincerity, the thin man wiped the table and mopped the floor without asking anyone else to do it.

But he is not a professional cleaner after all.

As a result, a small stain was accidentally left at Whiskey's feet.

The thin man who had not dared to leave after cleaning was suddenly shocked when he heard this.

Look at the table and then the ground.

When he discovered the stain the size of a fingernail, the expression on his face was as if the sky was falling.

The thin man's mind went blank for a moment. By the time he reacted and wanted to kneel down to wipe it, Whiskey stood up and left his original position.

He walked over to another table nearby and sat down.

The late lunch tasted the same. Whiskey finished his meal quietly and got up and left quietly.

The thin man, who was feeling anxious and thinking that it was all over, suddenly brightened up his eyes when he saw this.

He rushed to the dining table at the quickest pace, picked up the plates and bowls that Whiskey had left there after his meal, and put them in the cleaning area.

Only after doing all this did I feel relaxed that I had escaped a disaster.

In sharp contrast, Dai Moroboshi waited until Whiskey changed his seat, put down his plate, and turned away.

However, his somewhat polite but not too polite manner made people around him feel normal.

Because the Zhu Xing Dai they were familiar with in their memories looked like this.

Seeing that Whiskey had no interest in interacting with anyone, Toru Amuro returned to his original seat in silence after Moroboshi Dai came back with the plate.

He saw everything that happened afterwards.

It was not until Whiskey's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria that he looked away and slowly ate the lunch on his plate which had already turned cold.

Then he walked out of the cafeteria slowly.

When we returned to the dormitory where three people were grouped together, there were already two people sitting at the table.

One is Shuichi Akai, who goes by the pseudonym of Dai Moroboshi, and the other is Kagemitsu Morifushi, who uses Hikaru Midorikawa as his external name.

They don't get along very well, but when Toru Amuro is not around, they can coexist peacefully.

As expected, both of them were there. Amuro Toru walked into the room, closed the door, and chose to sit next to Koujunran without hesitation.

Shuichi Akai was not surprised at all by this.

"The direction he was heading was a restricted area."

The first person to speak was Zhu Fu Jingguang. He was not involved in the accidental injury incident and left the cafeteria after a normal meal.

But after leaving, he didn't go far.

Then he witnessed Whiskey walking towards the west passage which was designated as a restricted area by the instructors.

After that, it was not seen anymore.

The three of them knew exactly who he was referring to.

The second person to speak was Akai Shuichi.

“The man was seriously injured, his breathing was unstable, and his footsteps were heavy, but his movements when eating and walking were very smooth.

It doesn't look like his hands and legs were injured.

Rather than an accident or an injury caused by performing a mission, I am more inclined to believe that his current condition is caused by the organization's torture methods."

A disciplinary method aimed at inflicting pain without harming the body's foundation, allowing the prisoner to deeply understand the cost of making mistakes.

Being able to move freely, even if you don't want to recuperate in the hospital, you can choose a safe house with better concealment, or other accommodation.

It's not like I'm recuperating here just because the food in the cafeteria is delicious.

After leaving the cafeteria, Shuichi Akai didn't go far.

A cigarette and a lighter.

Even if I stand by the wall for more than ten minutes with my eyes blank, no one will find it strange.

Under such circumstances, Shuichi Akai saw whiskey again.

Apart from the brief glances, no one spoke.

Akai Shuichi didn't follow either.

After the cigarette in his hand burned out, he was the first one to return to the dormitory.

Soon, Zhu Fu Jingguang arrived.

"On his left wrist, there was a silver-white metal bracelet that fit snugly against his skin."

The last person to speak was Toru Amuro.

When Whiskey got up to change his seat, Toru Amuro, who was sitting far away, was staring at Whiskey's every move with 120% concentration.

Thus, the silver bracelet that appeared for less than two seconds was accurately captured under Whiskey's black sleeve.

The useful clues ended here, and the three people, with their own thoughts, got up and went out soon.

However, the three people, who all had the same curiosity about Whiskey's identity and acted in unison, did not intend to let it go.

In the next few days,

The intelligence dealer Toru Amuro began to make use of his sociable strengths, and the sniper Yamato Moroboshi and the Middle Eastern killer gradually developed the bad habit of finding corners throughout the base to smoke.

However, not many useful clues were obtained.

I have never met that young man again who had eye-catching hair and eye color but ordinary looks.

However, fate is always unpredictable.

Just as the three of them had found nothing after days of investigation, they were wondering if the mysterious young man had already left the base.

This night,

A huge meteorite suddenly fell on the forest less than 200 meters away from here and caused a fire.

The head of the base, whose head had just touched the pillow, was startled by this sudden incident and quickly jumped up from the bed.

Then, Toru Amuro and others received an emergency evacuation order.

The originally quiet base was suddenly filled with a rare bustle because of this order.

Fifteen minutes later,

Amuro Toru got on a gray bus in the night and occupied a seat near the front door, where he met the red-haired young man who had been gathering information about the matter these days.

Compared with last time, the young man looked particularly embarrassed this time.

If it weren't for the unique hair color and the silver bracelet on her wrist.

Toru Amuro really didn't recognize for a moment the weak person who had to be carried on someone's back and couldn't hide the bloody smell all over his body.

It was a mysterious young man whom they had met once a few days ago and whom they suspected was a code member.

The other people in the car soon noticed this scene, and countless inquiring eyes fell on Whiskey.

The instructor sitting in the last row quickly stood up and made room for an entire row of seats.

The middle-aged man carrying a bottle of whiskey walked cautiously to the back seat.

There were several other people following behind him.

One of them was holding a medical kit.

Seeing this clearly, Toru Amuro immediately raised his guess about Whiskey's identity.

This is definitely not an ordinary code name member.

After the young man carrying the medical kit got on the bus, the instructor gave up his seat and walked to the front seat and immediately ordered the driver to drive.

The open door of the bus was quickly closed and then the bus started on its way.

Whiskey, with his eyes covered by black bandages, felt the gazes coming from all directions.

I also felt like I was on a moving bus.

This rare and novel experience made him feel that the pain induced by the inducer in his body was much alleviated.

The long-lasting pain made him break out in cold sweat.

The salty sweat not only soaked his clothes, but also seeped into the whip wounds on Whiskey's body, without distinguishing friend from foe.

There is no sweat on the face.

But that was also because he was wearing a layer of disguise on his face.

And now, with the cold sweat continuously appearing on the forehead, the disguise that originally fitted the skin very well and was not easily visible has gradually become obvious.

Counting the time, the young man who got on the bus with a medical kit gave Whiskey an injection of nutrient.

All the peripheral elites in the car were curious about the whiskey in the back seat, but no one dared to stretch their necks and look back blatantly at this time.

"Squeak-bang!"

The bus, which was traveling at a steady speed in the night, suddenly braked suddenly.

Then there was a "bang".

The world is spinning.

Toru Amuro was almost vomiting his soul after being tightly tightened by the seat belt, and Keimitsu Morobushi, who was sitting next to him, was no less upset.

Knowing clearly what a diverse country Berry Country is, Shuichi Akai simply didn't fasten his seat belt.

Therefore, he became the first person to openly look at Whiskey and make eye contact with him after the car accident.

The moment the brakes sounded, Whiskey took off the black bandage covering his eyes.

But then, he was firmly protected by several people around him.

He was clearly the one responsible for punishing him during the confinement period. The injuries on his body, as well as the inducing agent that was added to the humidifier every night, made him spend the entire night in pain induced by the control drug in his body.

But at this time, he almost risked his life to protect him.

There was a strong look of disgust in Whiskey's eyes.

“The fuel tank is leaking!!!”

I don't know who was the first to notice that the bus, which had rolled over several times and finally turned sideways on the mud, was leaking oil.

With a loud cry, the peripheral elites trapped in the bus suddenly became anxious and rushed to escape from the bus.