The years when I was a police academy legend

Shusuke Ibara opened his eyes.

This is a remote room, or a room with a fairly good airtightness.The reason for saying this is because he can't hear outside sounds in this room, and the light is quite dim, so it should most likely be in the basement.

The narrowness of the room made people quite uncomfortable. Shusuke Ibara moved his shoulders, only to find that his hands were tightly bound, and a piece of gun was tightly tied to his chest. Obviously, this was a pyrotechnician. old handwriting.

"You look so calm, kid."

The man in the hood leaned to one side with a gloomy expression, his expression a little cloudy and uncertain.

He didn't like the guy's expression at all.

As a standard pleasure criminal, in so many years of committing crimes, he has seen all kinds of hostages, some will panic, some will cry and beg for mercy, and some will pretend to be calm, or be righteous .

But no matter who they are, their eyes will more or less reveal a little fear of death.

But he couldn't see any fear of [death] in this man's eyes.

"You know, the bomb on your body will not only take your life." The pyrotechnician smiled maliciously, but his tone was so pleasant that it made people sick,

"I remember you, you are the son of that guy Ibara, right? What a fateful encounter... I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive and meet me."

"If you want to blame, blame fate. You should thank me. I can send you to meet your dear father now."

However, even after he said these words, Shusuke Ibara still raised his head and looked at him quietly. Those black eyes could not see the bottom, like a black lake. There was a trace of waves, but only his own ugly face could be seen.

Damn, this guy...

What the pleasure prisoner wanted to see was fear, struggle, and crying, but he couldn't get these from the other party, so he naturally became depressed.

"Forget it, boring guy, let you die sooner..."

"Hey—that's it."

Ibara Shusuke laughed,

"It should be said that it is you, whether it is constant plastic surgery, pretending to be a freelance reporter going in and out of various buildings, or pretending to be an innocent office worker to blast a bus, everything is a terrorist attack that is enough to be published in the newspapers. You have not been discovered until now, you must be complacent in your heart, right?"

"...how did you know?" The pyrotechnician was taken aback for a moment.

"An old friend of mine told me, Pyrotechnician."

Ibara Shusuke looked at him quietly, as if he wanted to penetrate into his soul through this gaze

"Absolution Master's vicious dog, crime without purpose, terrorist attack just for pleasure, what is the purpose of all of this, Mister Pyrotechnician?"

"How do you know the Absolution Master?? Why do you know his name!?"

There was a bit of panic in the eyes of the pyrotechnician, he subconsciously looked left and right for a while, after he was convinced that no one would come in, he managed to stabilize his mind,

"So what? Even if you are a member of the Gokujo Daiyoshi Church, Ibarada Shusuke! I will definitely kill you here...I said, don't think that saying the name of that person can save your life, shouldn't you Think I'm that guy's fanatical lackey? Hehehehe... I'm afraid I've disappointed you, my dear friend."

He gritted his teeth and said this sentence, but his mood became inexplicably uneasy.

Shusuke Ibara is actually a member of the Daigiri Cult? ? ?This is too bad... He didn't want to provoke the absolutist.

But he has never inquired about Shusuke Ibara's name in the church, that is to say, this guy is at best a low-level employee, so it doesn't matter if he is killed.

"I've been in your room before." Ibara Shusuke tilted his head and looked at him, but the smile on his face was extraordinarily sweet.

"It's such a wonderful room. As a freelance reporter, you should be very obsessed with those photos...In the crisis, instead of lending a helping hand, the bystanders who showed their ugly souls, as the instigator, are there How madly do you like those pictures?"

"You entered my room?? How is this possible!?"

The pyrotechnician's expression finally changed completely.

His room has been set up with the highest level of authority codes. It is impossible for anyone to enter his room. The only two people who can do it... are his immediate boss, the Forgiveness Master, and the leader of the Blissful Dayi Sect—Souta Hirakawa.

It is impossible for the Absolution Master to appear here. He is currently busy negotiating with the black organization... There seems to be a rather nasty conflict between the two, which may lead to a fight.

So there can only be one person who appears here, who is said to have a thousand faces, and no one can see his true face... Hirakawa Souta.

He is very good at disguise, so even if he enters the Metropolitan Police Department after disguise, he may not be found.

This is impossible... This is impossible... Could it be that the man in front of me is...

"People in this world! Die before they are killed"

The pyrotechnician gritted his teeth and took a few steps back in horror.

"I'm just pursuing the truth in this world! It doesn't matter if it's ugly! It doesn't matter if it's beautiful!! These empty and meaningless actions and thoughts! It's the truth in this world!!"

"You killed them." Ibara Shusuke said lazily, he even changed his posture, as if completely ignoring the bomb on his body,

"Don't run away, this is an undeniable reality."

"To shut up!!!"

The pyrotechnician was furious, he raised his hand and shot, the sharp bullet immediately stained the black-haired young man's shoulder with red blood, but the man didn't even move his brows, still looking at him calmly.

"Human life and death are meaningless at all!!!" The pyrotechnician clenched the gun in his hand, with a grim expression on his face,

"Heh... Although the absolutionist has a mediocre relationship with you, I have always respected you. I believe you can understand me, right? This dirty world... this world full of emptiness and emptiness is itself There is no point in surviving! There is nothing wrong with what I have done! What is wrong is the world!"

"Mr. Pyrotechnician." Ibara Shusuke held his chin and looked at him with a smile.

"You even wanted to kill me. It's very courageous. After all, you did things that even the absolutist dared not do. From this point of view, I appreciate you very much."

"No, I'm not..." The pyrotechnician's voice suddenly flinched.

He hurt Hirakawa Souta.

It was only at this time that he realized this fact, and a burst of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and the coolness almost drowned his whole body.

"You are right, Mr. Pyrotechnician, indeed, people are mortal, old age, sickness, accidental death...these are inevitable deaths, aren't they?"

Ibara Shusuke still looked at him calmly,

"What you like, what you enjoy, is to cause the death of others, don't you, Mr. Pyrotechnician?"

The pyrotechnician's brows twitched slightly, and his whole body shrank even more.

"Others may just watch for fun, but you are the one who really loves hell, you like to relive that hell... Ah, don't be afraid, I think it's good, you are like me, Mr. Pyrotechnician, I don’t think this is disgusting, it’s better to say... that fellow Absolutionist underestimated you too much, you have always been dissatisfied, and you also want a higher position, don’t you?”

The smile on Shusuke Ibara's face grew bigger and bigger. His gaze was like the puppet strings of countless manipulators, tightly bound every joint of the opponent, entangled the heart and brain, and almost completely manipulated it ,

"I admire you, Pyrotechnician, you have the same fun as I do. I can give you more meaning in the church, but you have to pay the price - restrain your nature, use him when you should use him .Let's work together to kill the Absolution Master, or..."

His tone was full of bewitching, like a snake tempting Adam,

"How about you taking his place?"

……

The seeds of betrayal have been planted, and the next step is to wait for the seeds to germinate.

The Absolutionist is a very difficult guy to kill. Compared with the Pyrotechnician, the latter can be said to exist like a pawn.

The pyrotechnic masters can be used as a point of conflict between the Black Organization and the Bliss Daye Sect. When the Black Organization understands that there are two factions in the Bliss Daye Sect. In order to reduce the loss of the fight, they will definitely support the doves in the church.

Everything is under control.

"I've defused the bomb, Master."

The pyrotechnician had already dismantled the bomb. At this time, he seemed to be a completely different person. From the original irritable and irritable, he became as obedient as a cat.

"I'm really sorry for accidentally hurting you... May I help you bandage..."

"No, you can go back now." Takino Yuren said casually,

"Go back to the absolutist, I gave you my contact information, and I will also give you some other tasks, and I will send you those tasks through the dark web. As long as you complete them on time, your purpose It will definitely be achieved.”

"I understand! Hirakawa-sama! I'm going back now!!"

The pyrotechnician bowed respectfully, he turned around and walked out from the corner. With the sound of [ding], the elevator finally arrived.

Hearing the man enter the elevator and the sound of the elevator door closing, Takino Haneto breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

He put his finger on the corner of his face, grabbed a small protrusion, and slowly tore it apart——Shusuke Ibara's face was torn off like this, and what was exposed now was his own face .

He skillfully burned the mask and threw it away. At the same time, he covered his shoulders with a pale face, and staggered towards the direction of the elevator.

Oops... I didn't pay attention to the wound just now, it seems that the blood loss is a little serious.

Looking at the numbers of the elevator jumping up layer by layer, the surrounding scenes also began to blur.Finally, at the moment when the elevator door was about to open, his vision went dark, and he fell straight forward.

Hope to meet a kind person and remember to take him to the hospital.

The moment before he passed out, he prayed silently.