funeral

"Put the gun down."

Moriguchi ultimately failed to pull the trigger as a calm voice sounded behind him.Similarly, the back of his head was also pressed against a cold object.

Aoba stood at the back expressionlessly, still wearing the same suit and black gloves.As for why the little guys at the door didn't come to stop them, the only explanation is that they were all brought down.

"Oh, I didn't expect Aoba to be so capable! How about it, have you considered coming to my place to help?"

Faced with such a situation, Aizawa Masahiko didn't feel troubled at all, he didn't stop his bartending movements, and incidentally dug a corner leisurely.

"Mr. Aizawa, I'm sorry." Aoba's side responded as expected.

"That's such a pity~" Aizawa Masahiko whispered softly, and then waved his hand to make Moriguchi put down the gun, "Let's stop here for today's business. Everyone must be tired from the early morning commotion."

This is the most obvious reconciliation. If the situation has reached this point, if it continues to expand, it may not be beneficial to both parties.

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to withdraw, Nagasawa naturally had no reason to continue the confrontation. Anyway, his purpose of this trip had already been achieved.

Whether it's apprehension or fear, in short, he wants to let that person know that his plan is not flawless.

They have their own weaknesses. If they don't interfere with each other, they will live in peace forever. If he dares to make Ito's idea again, Nagasawa will definitely repay it.

After leaving the bar, Aoba who had been following behind him finally said, "Mr. Nagasawa, you should think about yourself when you do things. If I don't arrive in time today, I'm afraid..."

"Hey, Aoba," Nagasawa interrupted him, "If I am no longer a member of the Aisawa-gumi, will you have no reason to do so?"

After today's incident, although Aizawa Masahiko did not dare to act rashly in the short term, but with that person's consistent personality, he might speed up his pace to deal with him in the future.Conflicts may be inevitable, and bluffing is not a long-term solution after all, so Nagasawa must seize the time to find a bargaining chip to fight against it.

To be honest, Nagasawa is not fully sure to confront him head-on, after all, the opponent has a force that cannot be underestimated.If he is deported before the evidence is found, his next situation will be terrible, and it may even implicate Ito.

Nagasawa has never doubted Aoba's loyalty, but this guy is a very principled person, if he loses his identity as Wakatou or even Aizawa's team member, then things will be different.

Aoba looked at Nagasawa, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Mr. Nagasawa is a very special existence to me."

After Nagasawa and the others left, Aizawa Masahiko also walked out of the bar.

"It seems that I still underestimated that kid..."

For the first time, he had an anxious look on his face. It was clear that these things were handled very cleanly, but why did the other party still find clues?

"Roca's Law..." Moriguchi muttered softly at the side, "Actually, I'm not completely out of luck in the situation just now..." I just don't want you to take this risk.

Masahiko Aizawa waved his hand irritably, "He can't shoot, that guy, just wanted me to understand that 'he knows everything'."

"Then you think he really knows all about it?"

"Maybe, maybe not, but at least he found out your identity... Don't forget the last sentence he asked."

"So he guessed you were my spy?"

"I think it's... that's tricky, it's a big no-no in our circle."

The so-called spy refers to the undercover/undercover police/police informant.The police obtain information through informants, so that the development of underworld organizations is under control.But sometimes in order to maintain this level of trust, the undercover/undercover police/police have to provide some unimportant but critical information to the parties involved.

This is a mutually beneficial relationship that walks on the edge of black and white, and the reward can be information, money, or even flesh/body.

Because of this kind of transaction, the police are no longer just policemen, and gangsters are no longer just gangsters.

People with insufficient willpower usually lose themselves in this relationship.

Not only that, at the moment when the Dong Chuang incident happened, it was often difficult for both parties to get the protection of the organization behind them, after all, they were both pawns and betrayers.

"What to do, we're going to die."

Aizawa Masahiko walked up to Moriguchi and spread his arms out, as if he wanted the other party to take off this cheap uniform for him.

Moriguchi smiled, and didn't do it right away, but lifted Aizawa's waist and thighs and hugged him to the bar.

"I don't believe you would give up so easily."

He bowed his head and licked the neck of the other party, which was obviously enjoyed by the people under him.

"Well, you're right, I hate being threatened the most."

"What is the purpose of putting the feed this time?"

Hidden deep in the deep voice is the passion/desire that he tried his best to restrain.

"Because...you protected me in time..."

Aizawa raised his hand to caress the man's cheek, his eyes became more and more blurred.He raised his head and kissed those dry lips, affectionate and pious.

How far they can go on this road of acute risks, and whether they can retreat when exposed/exposed, have never been in their consideration.

Because from the moment they agreed, they were doomed to have no tomorrow.

Nakajima was lying on the hospital bed, his thoughts were unprecedentedly chaotic.His head and arms were wrapped round and round with bandages, and the effects of the anesthesia continued to work, but the unexplained pain in his heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

After the accident, relevant personnel rushed to the hospital one after another. The head of the department blamed him for being reckless, the minister of transportation complained that he damaged the official car, and the people who searched the first section even showed surprise when they found the big case—so many The severed limbs and arms should indeed be dealt with as major crimes/crimes.

Based on the preliminary judgment of the skeleton, the forensic doctor found that most of the broken arms in the van belonged to Asians, and they had been subjected to high temperature treatment before being abandoned, so it is very likely that DNA could not be extracted, and it was difficult to deduce the identity of the deceased.

The only person present who knew what was going on was Nakajima. He had never hated his ability to remember his photographic memory as much as he did now. It was Mela's unique tattoo pattern. The thing he feared most still happened.

Taking into account Nakajima's physical condition, the recording work was simply carried out.He didn't say a word about the contents of the car, only saying that he had no intention of chasing the stolen car and came across this scene by chance.The superiors saw that he was working so hard, and he had to work hard without any credit, so he specially approved a long vacation to recuperate his injuries.

After two days of observation, Nakajima returned to his deserted home.It was obvious that he had not been away for a long time, but there was a thin layer of dust in the house.If Mela was here, she would definitely not let this happen...

Thinking of this, Nakajima couldn't help crying anymore.He curled up in the corner covering his face and weeping. Just trying to suppress his crying gave him a splitting headache, not to mention losing his beloved?

The aftermath of the car accident made Nakajima more vulnerable than ever.

He remembered many old things.

Since he was a child, he has been hated repeatedly because of his excessive sense of justice.Someone jokingly suggested that he become a policeman, which he did.

Even if you are not seen and understood by others, no matter how small or weak your strength is, as long as you can do what you think is right and contribute to the law and order of this country, that is enough.

As a police officer, he is proud of it.

However, it wasn't until today that he realized that he was wrong, a big mistake.Even in such a just and sacred system, who should do what, is still clearly divided.

It's not that he didn't think about telling the investigation team all he knew, but the eyes of those people obviously didn't have the sadness that should be faced with the tragedy. Mela's matter, in their view, is just another opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

But as a member of the 7th department of the third class, he can't do anything because he specializes in catching thieves.There is no qualification to intervene, let alone the ability to fight against it.

Nakajima has never felt that he is so incompetent, unable to protect the person he likes, and unable to seek justice for her.

"Mela I'm sorry... Mela... I'm sorry..."

With a hoarse voice, he screamed in a low voice as if he was tireless, and every sentence was like a confession.

The light outside the window brightened and dimmed, and it was hard to tell how long it took until there was a persistent knock on the door, which brought Nakajima back to reality.

"Nakajima-kun... Nakajima-kun, are you there?"

"Late... good morning, sorry, I didn't hear it in the back room."

"Oh, why are you hurt?!" The landlady was shocked when she saw Nakajima's appearance, "Even your eyes are red!"

"Uh, just by accident...do you want anything from me?"

"Today is recyclable garbage disposal day, and that kid was doing it some time ago... I'm afraid you forgot."

"...Oh, thank you..." Nakajima's expression dimmed again.

"That child, hasn't she come back yet?" Sensing the abnormality of the other party, the landlady asked cautiously, "Perhaps... we should call the police?"

"No, she... went to another place and didn't come back... garbage, I will deal with it in time, thank you."

After closing the door, Nakajima fixed his eyes on the neatly wrapped plastic bags in the kitchen, which were sorted before Mela's accident, and exactly one week had passed.

Nakajima knew that he shouldn't go on like this, life must move on, right?

He looked around at the newly created garbage in the house and couldn't help but sigh. It took Mela a lot of effort to tidy up the place and make it feel like home. How could it take a few days to change it back to its original state?

He picked up the beer cans scattered around the room to the kitchen and poured the remaining liquid in the sink.

When dealing with the fourth one, a long strip fell out of it, wrapped in layers of plastic paper.

Nakajima felt strange and took it apart. A minute later, a red USB flash drive dropped into his palm.

After seeing the pattern on the USB flash drive, Nakajima's heart skipped a beat. He grabbed the can that originally contained the USB flash drive and found that it was the brand Mela usually drank.

Holding the USB flash drive tightly in his hand, Nakajima went straight to the bedroom and turned on the computer.

The author has something to say:

When I was writing this chapter, Aizawa and Moriguchi, the CP couple, were cute. The more I wrote, the more I felt emotional, a pair of desperadoes, so the BGM I assigned to them without authorization is 爱があった日 (Slowver.) Puff!

I have been thinking about whether there is any relationship between them other than mutual use. In fact, regarding spy, Mr. Hideda Shahi has described it like this, "S is like his own woman. Maybe the other party is a criminal/criminal, but he would rather be with The world to which we belong is an enemy, and we must do our best for us."Don't you think it's great?Hee hee hee

Also, here is the science popularization of Roca's law.Locard's law (English: Locardexchangeprinciple, Locard'stheory), also known as Locard's law of exchange, was created by Edmond Locard, a French forensic scientist and criminal/criminologist. contact, there will always be a transfer phenomenon” (with contact between two items, there will always be an exchange).It is used in crime/crime scene investigation, the perpetrator (criminal/criminal suspect) will inevitably take something away and leave something behind.That is to say, trace evidence will be left on the scene.