, it is Qing Tong who I trust the most.

"Why?" When Chuya spoke again, the uncontrollable pain in his voice almost overflowed.

"Those who betray the organization will be sanctioned, isn't this the practice of the underground world?" Qingtong just narrated softly as if she ignored Zhong Ye's almost losing control.

"That's not going to kill them!" Chuya growled eagerly, almost wanting to kill Qingtong's next words between his lips and teeth.

Qingtong was only stunned to the point of pause, and then replied with the same attitude she maintained today: "Whatever you think."

After a long silence gradually spread between the two, and before the oppressive atmosphere was about to suffocate them, it was finally Qingtong who broke the tormenting silence.She laughed lightly at herself, and whispered as if she was talking to herself: "How? You must be disappointed in me—a cruel, cruel and despicable person like me..."

"Shut up!" Yu Yu blurted out this sentence before thinking, and before Chuya realized it, he was almost about to say "I know what kind of person you are..." better than yourself.However, the rationality that came back in time, which can be called a bloody fact, lay in front of Zhong Ye, so that he could no longer talk about his understanding of Qingtong like self-deception.In the end, he still put these words on the tip of his tongue, like drinking a glass of bitter wine, and let the heavy feeling that strangled his throat finally sink into his heart.

He closed his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and tried to say to Qingtong in an emotionless and indifferent tone: "No matter what, I will investigate myself."

Then, as if he could no longer stay in such an atmosphere for even half a second, he quickly left Qingtong's room as if he had run away.Naturally, he also missed Qingtong's pained expression that was too late to turn around to face him, and the pained expression that could not be concealed; the corner of the shawl that was tightly grasped by her pale and thin fingers, almost torn to shreds; And the sob that leaked from the lips and tongue that couldn't be restrained even if he bit his lower lip.

As Chuya said, he did spend a lot of energy afterwards investigating the incident in detail.

Almost all the information he has so far pointed mercilessly at the cruel fact that Qingtong killed his former companion, and Zhong didn't know what else he wanted to know in his investigation?Are you trying to find evidence of Qingtong's cold-bloodedness?That kind of thing, as long as Qingtong wants to erase the traces, then she, who is always meticulous in her work, will not leave him any excuses.Do you want to find a reason to defend Qingtong?Even he himself couldn't convince himself that such a futile behavior was not deceiving himself.

Under the cover of busy actions, Zhongye's heart has long been in chaos.

He personally went to check the cell where the three girls were held that day and the surrounding environment.The horrific bloodstains that had been splashed earlier had already been cleaned up, and they were even used for other purposes afterwards, and it was no longer possible to find any clues from the scene.There is only a slight remaining trace, only a few dark drops of blood winding out from the passage on the right side of the cell, and continuing to the door of a women's bathroom on this floor, until the last trace disappears.

And the surveillance video of that day, as Zhong also expected, has long since disappeared.The personnel in the archives room firmly believed that they had indeed archived this volume of important video data that faithfully recorded all the truth, but when Chuya went to ask him to retrieve it, only the swapped volume was left in the place of preservation. Nothing to do with recording.After all, when Zhongye returned to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, too many days had passed since this incident. During this period, too many people had the authority or opportunity to start with this unremarkable video.

The truth that cannot be detected seems to be silent forever below the surface of the water, never to be remembered again.However, those unanswered doubts quietly took root in the fertile soil called the human heart, and before they were noticed, they had grown to an unstoppable level.Those misunderstandings that had never been explained in a single word became an insurmountable high wall between the two of them, and they kept this regret until the end, without ending it.

Episode 19.

Soon, in the autumn of that year, the event that was later recorded in the history of the Yokohama Mafia and became a milestone event that changed the pattern of the underground world.

The 88 days with the highest number of deaths in Yokohama's history, a massive bloodbath involving all organizations, leading protests broke out.

Originally, it was just a property scramble caused by the death of a supernatural person, but later it turned into a large-scale regional fire and scene, until finally it developed into a war situation that no one expected, and it was almost impossible to end.

Originally, small organizations that still had the idea of ​​gaining benefits from it were eventually devoured by this disaster without any surprise.In the face of such a general trend, no one can stand alone.

Of course, the Port Mafia, which has been targeted by many others due to its incredible speed of recovery, is no exception.

As the number one force in the port mafia that has been recognized by the leader, Zhong also has been exhausted on the battlefield for more than two months.

In the intensive battle where he couldn't breathe, he had no time to think about other things. He just faithfully performed his duty of defending the organization and accumulated meritorious deeds that could be promoted to cadres.

Until the days when the battle was the most intense, at dusk one day, he had just finished a fierce battle and returned to the port mafia in embarrassment, dealing with the horrific wounds alone in a dark and deserted corner.

The port mafia has no more manpower for a long time. Almost all personnel with combat ability have been sent to the front line. Even the relevant personnel who are usually in charge of civilian work and logistics are more or less assigned as second-class follow-up, The task of surveillance and detection must be said to be stretched.

Although by this time, most small and medium-sized organizations with insufficient strength have already been eliminated, several big forces are still losing each other's strength in fierce battles, and the pattern of Yokohama's underground world is far from clear.Among them, there are many tragedies that seem to be indiscriminate attacks by organizations of unknown origin, making the war situation more complicated and confusing, and it is not known when it will come to an end.

Zhong also had a headache and thought about the problem dumbly, while skillfully bandaging the wound.At this time, a panic and noisy sound came from the corridor.

Zhong Zhong, who was worried about something strange, quickly stopped a person passing by and asked, "What happened?"

"It's a threatening letter. No... I don't mean a normal threatening letter. It's Fujino and the others whose photos were sent here. They look like they should have been killed by cruel means..."

"What did you say?!" Zhong Ye, who heard the news, immediately ended his rest and walked quickly towards the meeting room.

In the conference room, Zhong also saw the contents of the complete so-called "threatening letter".

In fact, the content of the letter is very simple, there are only six photos that look bloody, and there are no extra words left behind.In each photo is a true reflection of the tragic death of a member of the Port Mafia - it looks like a horrific suicide scene, and they seem to have no chance of surviving.Such letters, rather than intimidation or threats, seem more like simply showing off their own strength and laughing at the weakness and helplessness of the recipient.

This is a death notice written with great irony.

Zhong also tried his best to maintain his superficial calm, looking carefully at these photos one by one, but in fact the huge fluctuations in his heart had been fully exposed from his trembling hands.Fujino, Murakawa, Aida, Hirayama, and Kiritani—all of them were his former subordinates, and this morning, they just reported today's mission and itinerary to him.Those short routine conversations turned out to be the last time they saw each other.

Zhong was also immersed in the intertwined emotions of sadness and anger, and did not see the red leaves next to him. When he was about to flip through the last photo, he showed an indescribable expression.

Fingers stained with blood and killing flipped, easily revealing the appearance of the figure in the last photo.

Nakaya's azure pupils shrank suddenly, as if he couldn't accept the cruel reality that appeared in his sight no matter what.

He was silent for quite a while, and when he finally spoke, his voice was inevitably hoarse and low: "Is this... Qing Tong?"

"Although I don't want to believe it, I haven't received any contact from Qingtong since last night. And now, no one in the organization knows where she is today."

"Impossible!" Zhong also tried his best to deny the reality he saw, and tried to analyze with rational thoughts, "Although she has no actual combat ability, her ability is different from that of Fujino and the others. Her ability is 'Autumn Day Frenzy'——just let her escape, it shouldn't be that difficult."

As if what he said reminded him of some key information, he suddenly rushed out the door as if thinking of something, and rushed back to his office.

In the bottom corner of his bookcase, there are still a few things left by him from the sheep period.After joining Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, his position has been completely different. In fact, he has no nostalgia for sheep anymore, so he almost never takes these things out again.However, when I sorted out the objects back then, I didn't know what kind of feelings I had.

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