funeral

In the dark bedroom, Ito kept flipping his phone, hesitating whether to contact Nagasawa.

More than six hours have passed since the shooting/shooting occurred. Regardless of the whereabouts of the real murderer, there must be more or less results in the emergency room.

However, based on his many years of experience, the result is probably...

Ito thumped his forehead lightly, which seemed really incomprehensible to him.Judging from the part where Yuki was hit, the opponent should have the level of a professional killer. If so, what happened to the first shooting?

——The bullet deviates to the ground, professional killers will never make such low-level mistakes, unless it is intentional.

But what is the purpose of doing this?

warn?threaten?provocative?

Every explanation seems far-fetched.

Ito glanced at the phone again, and now it's not just this that bothers him,——Nagasawa's stubborn guy once again left him to bear it alone.

If Yuki really had a chance, the Aizawa group would definitely not spare this idiot easily.

Thinking of this, Ito couldn't stop his heart trembling.He made up his mind to make a call, but his limbs tensed up on the sofa earlier, and he instinctively grabbed the things on the coffee table.

In the dark, people's hearing is always particularly sharp, and Ito's vigilance is stronger than ordinary people, so he can easily catch those abnormal sounds: it seems that someone is picking the outermost lock.

He looked down at the thing in his hand, although there were 1 people who were unwilling, it was the only thing that could protect him at this time.

"Crack——", the door of the safe room seemed to be opened, and Ito's heart rose to his throat instantly.

He stiffened his body, frowned and hid behind the door, preparing for self-protection with 12 energies.

On the other side, the footsteps of the person coming were a little weak, and they arrived at the door of the bedroom messily and anxiously.

Ito paused for a moment, then turned the turn lock, and the other party rushed in like this.

Ito felt that it was the first time in his life that he was hugged so hard, every inch of his body seemed to be rattling.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." He tried to calm his voice, and then carefully asked about Yuki's situation, but the other party only choked up softly.

It seems that it is really the worst outcome...

"It's not your fault..."

Ito hugged back vigorously, but the force acting on him gradually decreased until he was completely pushed away.

"Did they...do anything to you?" Ito stepped forward to check his body, but the man answered irrelevant questions and subconsciously kept his distance.

"Later, I will call a few more people to protect you... It may still be dangerous outside, so you can stay for a few more days..."

"how about you?"

Nagasawa did not answer, his face was not real in the darkness.Ito wanted to raise his hand to touch the man's cheek as if to confirm, but the other party chose to escape one step ahead of him, leaving a sentence of "be obedient" and hurried away.

Ito was the only one left in the dark and empty safe house.

"Can't... let me bear it together?"

Nagasawa came out of the safe house and trotted all the way to the front of the car.

His hands are still trembling, from the moment the first shot/shot sounded.

How scared he was, how scared the person who had the accident was Ito.Just when he hugged her tightly just now, he even had a trace of rejoicing in his heart.His lover is warm and his heart is still beating.

However, when Yuki was mentioned, Nagasawa froze instantly.

That's right, isn't that trace of happiness bought in exchange for Yuki's death?If the murderer hadn't chosen Yuki, how could Ito be safe and sound?How shameless must a person be to be grateful for someone else's death? !

Nagasawa sat down slowly with his back against the car door, he still remembered how the team leader was holding Yuki in front of the hospital bed and crying silently.Before that person came, he felt guilty and blamed himself.But when he came, Nagasawa felt more fear.

If the person lying on it is Ito... Nagasawa covered his ears nervously,

——He didn't even dare to think about such a hypothesis.

The safe house was not far ahead, but Nagasawa didn't have the courage to go there.Aizawa almost collapsed because of Yuki's death, how could he enjoy the so-called "survival after disaster" with Ito?

"Does your 'little plan' mean killing your own sister?"

"Hmm~" Aizawa Masahiko hurried to take a shower right after he came back from the hospital, "Really, I smelled of disinfectant again."

Although his mouth was full of disgust, the joyful look on his face couldn't be concealed.

When I arrived at the hospital, I happened to catch up with the good show. The cadres of the Aizawa group surrounded Nagasawa to question him.As for Yuki, she lay on the bed and couldn't say a word, because she was already dead~

Aizawa Masahiko twitched the corner of his mouth. Although it is annoying to be interrupted in the middle of a love/event, it is a good reward to be able to go to the site to check the results.The subsequent behavior was almost like going through the motions: sighing in front of Yuki's bed, comforting Masao with a long speech, and then questioning Nagasawa symbolically.

Yaha, it went really well!

"Sometimes I really don't understand you," Moriguchi silently picked up his clothes from behind, "Things can be solved in a very simple way, but you always have to go around that kind of detour... That Ruotou, just make an excuse to snipe/shoot Isn't it just falling?"

"Hey~ you guys really have a knack for that thing..." Masahiko Aizawa leaned against the bathroom door naked, "Indeed, I can think of hundreds of ways to get rid of him just by closing my eyes. But this is the only way to achieve the optimal value—making the cause of Goro’s death a secret forever, breaking the relationship between Nagasawa and the team leader, and even being expelled from the team...Since the ultimate goal is the same, why not choose an additional one? The path that yields the most?"

"Oh, oh, it's scary..." Moriguchi knelt down on one knee and kissed the inside of the man's thigh, "I'm really honored to be planted in your hands."

For such love words, Aizawa Masahiko seems to be very useful.

"Do you know the biggest difference between a coward and a strong man? It's not wealth or ability, but the fear of unknown things. Because they don't know, they will think over and over again. If they think too much, they will start to become anxious, and then Slowly, slowly, it turned into fear. People, once they start to be afraid, they become constrained in doing things. In the end, the goal is still that goal, but he can't get close to it no matter what.

"The strong ones are different. They know what will happen, and they have prepared countermeasures early, so things will develop as they expected. This is inseparable from the smooth and dense information chain, just like ours. As it is now, having their own channels, walking in the world of white and black, and forming a complete network together, nothing can escape my eyes, this is not only necessary for me to be the next team leader Conditions are a bargaining chip that allows me to further control this city.

"So...you can't escape from me even if you die."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Moriguchi raised his head and licked the person and things, "I never thought of escaping from your hands..."

Aizawa Masahiko chuckled, and changed the topic to the previous one, "However... rather than killing him directly, I hope that I can rip off his wings bit by bit. The howling of a person in despair is really more beautiful than anything else. .”

"Oh? Have you thought about your next goal?"

Nakajima came back a little earlier than usual today, but he was greeted by an empty room, the carrot on the cutting board was only cut in half, and the bedding on the balcony was completely confiscated.

There was a note on the dining table, the crooked handwriting seemed to be written by Mela.

"I have something to do, let's go out."The time added to the signature is probably her personal habit.Nakajima looked at his phone and found that nearly three hours had passed.

"Oh, Nakajima-kun... the child who was with you hasn't come back yet?" Outside the door, the landlady happened to pass by with a vegetable basket.

"Hey, do you know what happened?"

"A few people came to look for her in the afternoon...and then they left." The landlady lived next door, and rarely went out except to buy groceries on weekdays.

"What kind of person?" Nakajima asked hurriedly.

"Hmm... they're all men, they're fierce, and they don't speak Japanese," the old lady, who is nearly seventy years old, squinted her eyes and tried to recall, "I was going to call the police, but the kid said these were friends, Tell me not to worry..." The old man suddenly remembered something, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "But just in case, I secretly took a picture of the license plate number."

"Oh, thank you very much..."

Nakajima sent the photo to his mobile phone, and said goodbye to the old man.

Facing the well-packed house, he suddenly had a strange thought, would Mela just leave?

Their meeting itself was miraculous, if parting also carried such an aura, it seemed... nothing strange.

Besides, Mela is a free agent, and they didn't have any constraints or agreements before, so there is nothing wrong with leaving now.

but……

Nakajima looked around, it was obviously too small, but for the first time he felt that the room was too spacious.In less than a month, he has gotten used to the existence of that girl.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the life of a single man, but once you try to be together with two people, it is really difficult to go back to before.

If Mela knew about such an idea, she would definitely laugh at it maliciously, right? ——Ah, her drooping eyes are really cute when she smiles, like a small animal...

Thinking of this, Nakajima suddenly got up from the tatami.He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, instead of staying at home, he went out to look for it by himself.There are some things he has to say to Mela, whether she is willing to stay or not is her business, but whether he can express his heart is entirely up to him.

But... Nakajima smiled wryly, he never expected that the first time he abused the police/power was to find the girl he liked.

"Gala————" Several crows at the bottom of the building attacked the trash can one after another in order to get leftovers, and the seemingly stable big guys began to crumble under this attack.

Long ago, the nearby residents were troubled by the crows randomly messing up the garbage, so there were special boxes for it.But because the crow is too smart, they had to upgrade their equipment.

In fact, the struggle between man and crow is a process of back and forth. The attack of the crow makes people start to be on guard, and the man's defense forces the crow to find a new way.

"How could this be?" In Jiaofan's monitoring/control room, the monitoring/monitoring pictures of that area were all black.

"It's strange... I was fine when I checked a few days ago," the inspector on duty today looked left and right, "Hey, is it covered by something?"

Nakajima had a hunch that things were not going well, and he was about to run back to the community to look for other witnesses, when the cell phone rang, and it was a colleague from the Ministry of Communications.

"Nakajima, I just checked, the license plate number you gave is fake, it doesn't exist at all... Where did I find this, I have to report it... Hey, are you listening? Nakajima-san ?Hello?"

Nakajima stared blankly at the phone, what the landlady said was playing back in his mind.

Is the so-called "friend" really Mela's friend?

The author has something to say:

Um. .I kept you waiting for a long time. I have something to do today. Let's talk about it tomorrow.