[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

"You... uh, say something?"

After a long silence, Kusanagi couldn't help breaking the silence.He was still pressed on his body, the bloody knife was thrown aside without mercy, the blood vessels and skeleton were repairing themselves, and only the torn clothes and wet blood showed that he had been injured.Yiqi Yizhen bent down, his ten fingers covered in black and red clenched the collar of the human being, and lifted him up.

Not knowing which sentence hurt the opponent's nerves, Kusanagi could only tilt his head and stare at him in bewilderment.He noticed that Yiqi Yizheng's face was still pale, but not as blurry as before, and his extremely clear eyes gradually changed from emptiness to emotional fluctuations, and the youthful looking eyes were drooping, and the eyelashes were like flickering butterfly wings.

The young man's eyes gradually closed, he didn't punch himself like Kusanagi imagined, and a very soft voice floated from his lips.

"I, want to protect—"

Kusanagi couldn't hear clearly, Yiqi Yizhen had already planted his head on his chest, and there was no more response.Finding that the other party was still breathing evenly, he heaved a sigh of relief, what's going on with Fu Sangshen now, obviously he can't even pierce someone's heart decisively, yet he still has to put on a bad face.Those slightly trembling arms can be felt even in the dark.

He pushed it and shook it, but the young man still hugged him tightly.

As if afraid that if you let go, you will lose everything.

Too bad, how to throw him off.

Kusanagi was thinking in distress, and there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and then the man stopped, and after a long while, a flickering cold light stick was thrown beside him.Because it was too quiet, he could only hear the sound of breathing and the obvious sound of being loaded.

"Kusanagi-kun?"

The light of the flashlight illuminated a small area, and Shuichi Akai was looking down at him.The muzzle of the black hole was hesitantly aiming at Yiqi who was in a coma, and the fingertips had already pulled the trigger, Kusanagi propped up his body to cover Yiqi who was exposed to the gun.

Akai Hideo was stunned for a moment, "You guys, what happened?"

When he looked down, Kusanagi realized that his shirt had been completely torn, and the crimson color was very conspicuous on the white.Akai Shuichi stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the pool of blood, this time Kusanagi did not refuse his kindness.

"Skuvalo stays up there, your knife is in his hand." Akai shrugged, "It took me a lot of effort to land safely from the pile of ruins... Can you still stand up?"

"It's basically his blood."

Kusanagi took a look at Yiqi and decided to tell nonsense with his eyes open.

Akai didn't ask too much, he brought up the weak point without pity, and confirmed that the opponent's body mechanism was indeed completely asleep, and then put down the gun temporarily.Kusanagi picked up the Fusangshen knife, the blood flowed down the groove, and did not dull the blade. If used properly, it is still a sharp enough weapon.

"The bullet is still embedded in it, and it will fester if you don't take it out." Kusanagi took the flashlight, "Do you smoke? Borrow a lighter."

Akai Hideichi raised one eyebrow, half mockingly said: "Do you want me to help him heal?"

"It's not hope, it's pleading." As Kusanagi said, he had already lifted off the military uniform, and since it was glued together with the black and red blood, he needed to be extra careful when tearing it apart.There are many sword marks on the open chest, presumably from the wounds suffered during the fight with Skuvalo, the skin tissue was cut open, and the inside was turned out to be so smudged that the color could not be seen clearly, "The FBI also needs to deal with monsters Right, he is the key, if you want to get rid of the organization that has been tracked down for many years."

The man used a knife to cut off the wet clothes that were in the way of his abdomen, and the flames of the lighter shot out from the silver. He was a little surprised when he heard this: "I thought you would listen to him and be loyal to that gentleman."

"Did you make a mistake, Mr. Akai?" Kusanagi pressed the young man's body, his body twitched due to the pain conditioned reflex when the fire burned, and sweat continued to slide down his forehead, "I will always be the first choice Mr. Zhen, whether he intends to choose me or not."

In the faint light of the flashlight, he looked devoutly focused, and Shuichi Akai put back the lighter.Yiqiyizhen's wound has been licked by the tongue of fire to stop the bleeding. He stared at Kusanagi's side face for a few seconds and felt as if he saw someone's shadow. The young man looked down at Yiqiyizhen's abdomen with bright scars. , expressionless.

It can't be called sympathy, sadness, or pity. Those eyes didn't pour these complicated emotions. Compared with standing on the commanding heights and looking down on all beings, he just looked at himself.

"..."

Akai was silent for a while, and when he saw that Kusanagi was going to help the unknown swordsman to stand up, he sighed inwardly.

Suddenly there was something soft on his shoulders, and his short blood-stained hair was messed up, and he couldn't see clearly because of the dim environment.Kusanagi raised his head to look at Akai in puzzlement, but the other party staggered his gaze, and was already holding a bright flashlight to illuminate the path ahead, and the jacket draped over Kusanagi's shoulders, no matter how he thought it came from the man in front of him.

He wrapped up his coat, slowly raised his hand, and it took him a while to catch up with Akai. He suspected that the latter had deliberately slowed down.

"Thank you."

"Oh." Akai held up the flashlight. At the end of the road was a closed iron gate. He observed Bansu on the screen installed next to him, and then shook his head: "It's iris recognition. I don't have tools."

Kusanagi raised his head with difficulty, and silently said sorry in his heart, and brought him closer to the screen. Akai Shuichi opened his eyelids clearly, and his movements were so familiar that people suspected that he was not a decent character.

...Actually, it really isn't.

Although it was just an attempt, the screen displayed the words "recognition passed", and then there was a creaking mechanical roar from inside the locked door, and a faint blue light poured out of it.Kusanagi narrowed his eyes in discomfort, but Akai was very used to this sudden change from darkness, so his first reaction was to observe the room.

In the enclosed room, which is wider than ordinary rooms and has a higher ceiling, there is an extremely strong and nauseating smell of disinfectant, and Kusanagi suspects that he has come to the hospital for a moment.There was no sound of Akai's gunshot for a long time, and the FBI went straight in, seemingly blocking Kusanagi's face. The place was completely nailed down, and there was no window, and there was no one there.But it is not appropriate to say that there is no one there, because the huge instruments occupy a lot of space, and the ground is full of snow-white beds.

The layout is neat, each bed is entangled with pipes and unidentifiable wires, and if you look closely, you can find that there are tiny protrusions under the quilt.Akai Hideichi stepped forward and pulled up the corner of the quilt with his gloved fingertips. He was also stunned, but after all, he was prepared and he would recover soon.

"You'd better not look at it." Akai pulled back the quilt again, with a stiff tone.

"Why do you always say the same thing to him?"

Kusanagi complained.

He lifted the nearest quilt, and under it was the girl's thin face, and the originally beautiful eyes were soaked with hollow gray.Her eyes were wide open, she stared at a point, breathing entirely on the ventilator she was attached to.The girl's skin is crystal clear and moist, but it seems to have been deliberately made to look like this, and she can't feel any anger from it.

A doll soaked in preservatives—— Kusanagi suddenly thought of this metaphor.

It would be too creepy for all the beds in the great room to be these children who have become dolls.In any case, hitting a young child is the most unbearable behavior. Akai Shuichi suppressed his anger in his heart and checked most of the almost identical hospital beds.

"This is the manufacturing workshop." Akai said in a deep voice, "We don't know the missing information for the time being, and we need to take them all back for verification."

These children are obviously unconscious. According to Kusanagi's intuition, they are probably walking corpses. It will take a lot of manpower to take them out forcibly, and it is still unknown whether they can recover.This kind of thinking seems a little bit fickle, he didn't intend to say it, if Akai wanted to take everyone away, he would help, and if the other party gave up, he had no position to blame.

Akai frowned, "There is a voice."

At the same time as he reminded, he had already hid behind one of the beds, and the half-cat got down and was ready to shoot.

Kusanagi thought for a moment, and found a comfortable corner for Yiqi Yizhen to lean against.

The door leading to the other side opened slightly, and the first person thrown in was someone he knew and did not expect, so Akai relaxed his guard a little.It was Conan Edogawa. He was thrown on the smooth white tile floor with a look of fear on his face, and he seemed very afraid of the people behind him.For a famous detective who is not afraid of anything and dares to challenge evil, it is really rare to be so afraid.

"Conan-kun, are you alright?"

The little girl asked in a crying voice, Yoshida Ayumi poked her head out timidly, and walked in cautiously.

There are only two children, is it because Morita sent his men to deliver the goods?Akai held back the doubts in his heart, he slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, and there was a faint familiar feeling of uneasiness in his heart.The room was so empty that one could hear the drop of a needle. Although it was full of the smell of disinfectant, Kusanagi could discern a trace of cigarette smell that would never be forgotten and reassuring him.

"Mr. Zhen!"

He said first.

When Conan saw him appear, for some reason, his eyes became more speechless and frightened. Behind him, the eyes of California Qingguang, who was dressed in black and red, lit up: "Mr. Kusanagi! We are still worried that there will be problems with unauthorized blasting..."

As he spoke, his resentful eyes fell on the silver-haired man.Qin Jiu snorted coldly, but he didn't care too much, he was already annoyed by the [-] why Edogawa and wanted to shoot, this little blame is nothing.Miraculously, seeing Kusanagi did appear in front of his eyes, his anxiety was immediately calmed down.

...and then ignited again.

Why the hell does that jacket look like some FBI's on him.

Putting a hand on Kusanagi's right shoulder, Akai Hideichi raised his pistol/gun, and raised the corners of his lips happily.

"Hi, Gin, long time no see?"

"Take your hand away, right now."