The other side of the perfect world

#09 Intersection

boom!

The collar was grabbed, and Makishima was almost picked up by the cunning.The terrifying face of the beast was reflected in a pair of golden pupils, and the frown was enough to pinch a fly to death.

This man is angry!

"Makishima! What else do you know!"

Although it was a question, Makishima thought that even if he didn't know what he was saying, it was impossible for him to believe the man in front of him who wanted to eat people.While asking the question, Qiao Nie decided that he knew something, but deliberately concealed it.

Well...it doesn't matter...

Anyway, in the eyes of the cunning, his own credit will always be a bad stock that only falls below the issue price.

"Didn't I tell you not to be so excited! You're not a hot-blooded policeman."

Human life is something that Kouya cares about very much. Even if he has seen countless deaths as an executive officer for so long, Makishima knows that Kouya is still not numb.

This is very rare and therefore interesting.

"Whether you are passionate or not, it doesn't matter what you say, tell me! What do you know? Why didn't you tell me about the fourth person? Could it be that you were responsible for this incident?"

"Humph!"

There was a sneer in his nasal cavity, at the same time, Makishima suddenly took Sly's hand and twisted it, slamming - the two wine glasses on the bar were poured, and the spilled cocktail stained Sly's shirt sleeve.

"Makishima!"

The situation was completely reversed. At this moment, the suppressed person was replaced by Qiao Niu.

Two big men fight in a place like a gay bar, even if there is no dazzling spotlight, they will immediately become the focus of attention.

"There are flaws all over your body. Can you catch criminals like this? Mr. Ex-Executive Officer."

Deliberately emphasizing the pronunciation of the last title, Makishima watched with great interest the face on the bar counter that was full of anger and shame.

"Let go... I don't want to fight with you here!"

"Who asked you to fight, I just hope you can calm down. Take it easy... this is a place for fun."

Close to Qiao Yao's ear, Makishima whispered in a gentle to cold voice, like a snake entangled Qiao Yao's nerves a little bit.

"You guy..."

While twisting his arm, Makishima also let go of his hand at the right time, giving Kouchi freedom.

"Well... the wine is spilled, I don't think you will be willing to drink with me again, how about it? Do you want to go back? Or... go to the fourth person's house now?"

"The fourth person's home? Do you even know this kind of thing?"

"Help you with something, how can you do it if you don't know about this kind of thing?"

Answering the question in the form of a question, Makishima gracefully held the hardcover book that was not stained with alcohol.

This "The Birth of Prison" is a book he likes very much. If it gets wet, it may arouse his psychology of revenge against society again.

"Unlike the three victims, this fourth person disappeared several months ago, there was no news of his death, no body, and of course he was not targeted by the Public Security Bureau. Therefore, the fourth person's home It should not have been blocked by your former colleagues."

"My former colleagues..."

Whispering these words, Qiao Niu smiled wryly.

"At this stage, even if your intuition bites that psychiatrist, as a result, that person's crime coefficient is only 35. If there is no conclusive evidence, as the loyal lackeys of the Sibilla system, the group of surveillance officers and executive officers No action will be taken, am I wrong in saying that?"

"...That's right..."

Although he wanted to defend his former companions a few words, but no one knew how correct Makishima's words were than Koya himself.

Supervising officer, executive officer——

They are indeed the most loyal lackeys of the Sibyl system!

It has nothing to do with their own consciousness, nothing to do with their own judgment, they just need to believe in Dominator's consciousness, Dominator's judgment——

Even if it is completely opposite to your own conscious judgment.

"Let's go back……"

Putting his motorcycle helmet on his head, Sly turned around.

"Huh? Go home? Don't you want to visit the fourth person's house? As the first patient treated by Oda Kiyoya, if you start with him, you may be able to find the opportunity to turn the angel in white into a serial murderer."

"I'll go again tomorrow. I'm tired today. I'm exhausted physically and mentally after pretending to be gay in front of perverted murderers all day!"

"puff……"

The cunning tone made Makishima laugh.

"That's right, I've really wronged you."

"I said you, you are simply enjoying it, right?"

"Who knows..."

"cut!"

He clicked his tongue softly, and walked towards the gate of the GAY bar without turning his head. He believed that Makishima must be following him without looking back to confirm.

"And, didn't you say that the fourth person is probably no longer in this world. Since they are all dead, the result will be the same sooner or later?"

"Oh? So you thought so, what a surprise..."

"Accident what?"

"It's surprising that you believe what I say so much."

The sole of the shoe that was about to be stepped on stopped suddenly, and Qiao Qiao turned around. Through the gray-white face shield, his sharp eyes were blurred, and he tortured the man in front of him with silent eyes.

This gaze is like a whip.

"It's scary. Even if I can't see your expression, I can feel your anger. It's because you are this type that you can't get a girlfriend, right?"

"Don't play me! Makishima, or you will regret it!"

"Huh~? What a way to regret it, I'm looking forward to it."

Boom!

His back hit the wall, and the hard spine let out a groan, the pain came unexpectedly.

"..."

His eyebrows and eyes frowned, Makishima didn't expect that he would be attacked by cunning.

Really, is it really careless...

The neck was pressed by the thick arms, so that there was no room for the throat to slide up and down.

This guy... is he taking revenge on me?

Smiling wryly to himself, Makishima felt that the relationship between himself and Koujiu was really interesting, they were obviously attracted to each other but repelled each other, and made some rough physical contact from time to time.

"Could it be that what you said about regretting... is to press me against the wall and beat me up? That's really a pediatric punishment!"

"no……"

The helmet was approaching, approaching him slowly and naturally, and the face covered by the face shield was reflected in the golden pupils, becoming more and more clear.

Makishima didn't hide, because there was a wall behind him, and no matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't hide inside the wall.He just quietly waited for the cunning to act, so as not to change.

The atmosphere in the GAY bar is still fiery and ambiguous, only the two of them, Cui Nian and Makishima, are condensed with treacherous frost.

I don't know what I want to do!

Because Makishima's ease offended me, I didn't even think about it, and my body exploded without authorization.

But then?

What did he want to do to make Makishima regret it?What can he do that Makishima regrets?

What exactly is he planning to do to Makishima——

The helmet was attached to Makishima's forehead, a touch between hard material and soft skin.

Unbelievably, the two were very close, only a thin layer of protective cover separated them.

Just a layer of protective shield separated their strange faces and dry lips.

thump - thump -

It seems that the heartbeat of a dying person is restored under the action of a cardiac pacemaker. This beating is very strong.

The two eyes were locked together, like two entangled snakes, wrestling and tearing at each other.

Time passed like this, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...

"I said...you will be misunderstood if you don't let go of my words."

The calm voice was like an arrow piercing the eardrum, and the cunning stared sharply.

what did he...

"cough……"

Clearing his throat, Kou let go of Makishima and turned around.

The moment the face covered by the face shield turned its back on Makishima, there was a huge shake.

The throat is burning, and the heat is a little unusual.Makishima reached out and touched his Adam's apple, his cold fingertips were almost burned.

This is... the remaining warmth left by the cunning?How can it be……

No drink, no blood, why is it so hot?

Makishima questioned himself.Not only his throat, but his whole body was hot, like being locked in a steamer, the lingering heat gathered in his body, scorching every part of his skin, every piece of flesh, and every organ.

"Aren't you leaving?"

The sound of the door opening and the impatience-free baritone came to the eardrums, Makishima raised his gaze, and his amber golden pupils caught the tall man standing at the door.The man casually stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and leaned against the door, looking a little wild and unrestrained.Although he was wearing a helmet, he knew that the man was watching him.

The lips parted slightly, outlining a slight smile.This smile, probably just like Toyohisa Izumiguji said to him, is pleasant.

"I can't go, you won't let me move freely in this city."

"It's good to know."

Walking towards the direction where the cunning is, Makishima suddenly found that, unknowingly, the two of them who always left each other's backs began to meet face to face.

Outside the club, the night is getting darker, the wind is very cool, the city is asleep——