[K] Shoot Zhou Fangzun

The sound of hurried running echoed in the long hospital corridor. The patient who was walking slowly while holding on to the bottle was almost knocked down by the orange-haired boy who was running past. , the orange-haired boy just ran past her, the paper sandwiched on the recording board was rattled by the wind, the nurse turned back to his back and warned in dissatisfaction, "Running is prohibited in the corridor,"

However, Hatta Misaki just ran forward. The lights in the operating room at the end of the corridor were brightly lit, representing the operation in progress. The red light source was like a sharp knife, piercing his iris without any buffer space. The intense pain and The frantic rage took one's breath away.

"Brother Zun..."

His voice was trembling, his running pace gradually stopped, and he stumbled forward.

"It'll be fine..."

The young man stopped five or six steps away from the door of the operating room. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground with his hands propped on the ground. His orange eyes were fixed on the indicator light above the door without blinking.He repeated "it'll be fine" over and over again in a trembling voice, his eye sockets were dry, it turned out that the grief and fear had reached the limit, but he couldn't even cry.

The people who followed him were panting because of running, and Kamamoto reached out to pat Hatta on the shoulder, "Ha... Hatta-san, you... are you okay?" The orange-haired boy who was kneeling on the ground pulled up, and the other party let him pull up numbly, his eyes still staring at the light source absently.

Hatta Misaki could no longer feel the passage of time, only the dazzling red above the door frame was left in her eyes.I don't know how long I waited, but the indicator light finally turned green. This change was like pressing a switch. The orange-haired boy, who was as stiff as a puppet, stood up instantly. collar, and shouted with red eyes: "How is he? How is he! You talk!!"

The doctor who was shaking back and forth by his collar was dizzy. The emergency operation had consumed too much energy and physical strength, and now he really had no energy to resist Hatta's movements.

One hand pinched Hatta's head from behind, violently lifted him and threw him to the back, "Look at him." Kusanagi Izumo ordered to the others with his head tilted.The blond man who no longer smiled looked so cold that no one dared to argue, even Hatta, who was in a state of rage, only dared to keep quiet, with tears in his red eyes, tremblingly staring at the doctor.

"Sorry!" Kusanagi bowed to apologize to the doctor who was straightening his white coat, "We are relatives and friends of the wounded, could you please tell me about his condition? Please!"

The blond-haired young man looked quite embarrassed, his clothes were in a mess because he ran in disregard of his image, and the purple polarizer was thrown into nowhere, and the ice-blue eyes that were not covered by the glasses looked extraordinarily sharp.

He looked up at the doctor, who was stared at with hairs all over his body, and said uncomfortably, "The bullet didn't go straight through the ventricle, and the wound marks are very clean. Mr. Zhou Fang's physique is very good, and the treatment was done in a timely manner, so the operation went smoothly. However, although blood transfusion was performed, the impact of blood loss still needs to be paid attention to, and in short, it is still necessary to take a good rest after the operation."

Kusanagi: "Thank you very much! When can we see him?"

The doctor frowned and glanced at him, "It may take a while, there is an explanation from S4, you wait for the notice."

"Are you kidding me! We need to wait for the notification!? Have those guys in the green group figured out the situation? This is our king, bastard!!" Hatta struggled desperately, wishing he could jump over and punch him, Kamamoto, Saka Donghe Deyu hurriedly grabbed him.

A slight sneer came from behind, the orange-haired boy paused, and turned around with red eyes and murderous intent.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his uniform, he raised his eyebrows at the short-haired young man who was walking towards them. After standing still, he waved to him and smiled maliciously: "Long time no see, mi~sa~ki~"

Reiji Munakata, who was walking in front of him, pushed his glasses and warned in a low voice, "Fushimi."

"Hi~Hi." The short-haired young man shrugged and closed his mouth indifferently, but he still looked at Hatta who was on the verge of going berserk with great interest.

The Blue King nodded slightly to Kusanagi, and explained: "The S-level wanted criminal Ogata Toru was taken away by his accomplices at the crime scene. S4 needs to find out about the situation from the person involved, Zhou Fangzun. In view of the special situation of the red group, you can follow, but please Be sure to keep quiet."

Kusanagi held Hatta who was trembling with anger, squinted his eyes slightly and replied, "Understood, lead the way."

The sound... is far away like in another world...

The temperature is... icy cold...

Memories... numerous and noisy, laughing, crying, sleeping, awake, hugging, kissing, under the moonlight, in front of the bar, red flames, amber eyes, splashing blood , eyes stained with blood...

The black-haired girl soaked in the blue repair fluid closed her eyes, her body was restrained by repeatedly wound bandages, and her pale face was covered by a respirator.

"Heart rate, 49 beats per minute, body integrity, 90.00% three, confirmed to be out of danger." The researcher wearing a white anti-static suit muttered to himself, his voice showing a nervous excitement, "PF01, the repair is complete .”

The liquid in the closed tank was slowly released, and the black-haired girl slowly opened her eyes when the water level dropped to her shoulders, her dark green eyes were silent.She raised her hand to take off the respirator, and looked at the person outside the transparent isolation room with some annoyance.

"Long time no see, Tou." The brown-haired researcher licked his lips, "I'm really surprised... you actually have such a gentle side... It's getting more and more unbearable~"

The green-eyed girl walked forward slowly, stretched out her hand to press the tempered glass, her wet black hair was like entangled seaweed, making her already pale face even paler.She stared coldly at Ryota Asakawa with crazy eyes, and asked softly, "Mission completed?"

The researcher showed a strange expression, and he touched his chin, "Ah...successful, but also unsuccessful."

Ogata Toru frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, my little cutie, you still have a chance to make up for it." Ryota Asakawa smiled morbidly, "Green is willing to do the finishing task with you, the Red King will be solved by him, you just need to solve some problems for him." The odds and ends that get in the way are enough. I believe that such a task cannot be easier for you?"

The black-haired girl moved her fingers, and she remembered that the moment she pulled the trigger, the sword light roughly cutting through the glass window cut off her wrist, which should have been done by the S4 monitors.On the contrary, Zhou Fang, although her strength ran away with the loss of blood, the entire observation cabin was filled with crimson flames, and the metal melted in the high temperature, but she was not burned by the flames.

A gentleman's red king.

Ogata raised the corners of his mouth, thinking absently.

"I didn't need you to do this mission again, but the first batch of consumables is not much left. No. [-] will follow you. After solving the Red King, the next mission target is the Blue King. Get ready, everything is going according to plan!" Ryota Asakawa looked crazy.

The black-haired girl didn't care what he said at all. The three monitors of S4 made at least three holes in her body, and her right wrist was severed. Green came in time, otherwise she would really be dead.The broken body was reconnected, this feeling is really subtle, she familiarized herself with each part of the body, picked up the breathing mask on the ground, turned it into a gun, and then transformed it back into metal.

The body is more sensitive than before.

She stretched her fingers and said casually, "When are you leaving?"

Asakawa: "Green will inform you, but before that, the regular psychological test still needs to be conducted..." The brown-haired man narrowed his eyes, as if recalling something wonderful, "Tou performed really well this time. , so gentle that one's heart softens, speaking of it...is it really unaffected? If shaken..."

He said with a morbid smile.

The black-haired girl raised her eyes, and the man's weird smile was reflected in her green pupils.

"Boring," she commented.

Contemptuously raised the corner of his mouth, Toru Ogata shot the brown-haired researcher outside the glass compartment with one hand, and said softly, "Sooner or later, I will kill you, disgusting guy."

Except for the execution time, Toru Ogata has always been too lazy to communicate with Ryota Asakawa—no, in fact, even during the execution, except for the rare choking, she was too lazy to talk to this neurotic researcher.

Disgusting eyes, disgusting voice, disgusting movements, I wish I could use a knife to peel off the skin he touched.If she hadn't taken the tree of life into consideration, she would have dealt with Asakawa long ago.

Sitting in his room, Ogata took off the bandages on his body.The damp bandages dyed light blue by the repair fluid were piled up on the ground, and the naked/naked girl stood in front of the full-length mirror, examining her brand new body without a single scar.

"It's gone..."

She muttered, reaching out her hand to touch the position of her heart, where there was originally a cross-shaped scalpel wound.The soft feeling of being kissed is still in the memory, the blood is sucked out from the wound, the pain is mixed with a slight itching, making people fearful, trembling but excited beyond control.

Ogata smiled lightly.

The self in the mirror was smiling naturally, with gentle brows and eyes, and deep watery light in his eyes, with a pure and innocent expression.She blinked, showing a pleading expression, and practiced: "Forgive me, respect."

It just doesn't feel right.

She shook her head regretfully, and turned to look in the closet for the clothes she was going to wear.

It's ironic that he's still alive...