Chapter 154

Scotland died in Italy

They just showed up at our door and snatched us away—that's how audacious they are!

On the bus.

Dongshu hummed twice, looking at Scotland's wary expression, and helplessly poked his shoulder: "Don't be so nervous, everything is arranged, you just need to follow the plan."

She shed her mechanical commander persona and transformed into the girl who had toyed with them when they first met.

"What plan?"

Scotland looked at her, seemingly at a loss.

He didn't even know what the plan was, yet he was told to follow it.

"Someone will tell you," Fuyuki patted his hand to reassure him.

"In short, it won't be something like dragging you to a secluded place and killing you."

“That kind of joke doesn’t apply now, Rob Roy.” Scotland looked away, his tone icy.

Why would an organized murderer need to go to a secluded place? They could just fly a helicopter around and run it off without any worries about the aftermath.

"I'm not joking, I'm serious." Fuyuki stared into his eyes. "Once you go, there's no turning back!"

Her tone was heavy.

"Of course, no one will give you a chance to turn back."

Joining the Black Organization means losing the opportunity to become an independent individual. In this world where human lives are treated as numbers, a code name member without real power is nothing.

Scotland clutched his guitar bag tightly, his eyes glazed over, as if processing what he had just said.

If I try to run now, I'll definitely get riddled with bullets.

Soza Samonji in the driver's seat and Ran Toushirou in the passenger seat exchanged a glance. The next moment, he stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward.

Fuyuki was thrown against the back of the car by the inertia, and she blinked in confusion.

Is it in such a hurry?

Perhaps because it was so early, the journey was smooth and we arrived at our destination quickly.

Scotland remained silent the entire way, and he got off the bus.

Dongshu explained to him, "This is Deqili. He will be in charge of everything for you in Italy from now on."

Deqili crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping over Scotland before he nodded. "Work hard, this is a great opportunity for promotion. This is the first time in all these years that I've seen the boss personally hand someone over to my subordinates."

He sighed twice, his gaze fleeting over the swaying leaves on one side.

Scotland met his gaze: "Does that mean my direct supervisor is going to be replaced?"

“I did not receive such an order.”

Dongshu nodded: "From today onwards, you've been sold to him by me."

"I believe you will be able to achieve even greater success in Italy."

She ignored the other person's second disgruntled remark.

In Italy, Scotland learns how to turn a blind eye, how to keep quiet, and how to become an ordinary person.

Fuyuki narrowed his eyes: "After all, you are my favorite subordinate."

The leaves in the corner swayed even more violently.

Fuyuki, as if he hadn't seen it, smiled and patted Scotland on the shoulder.

After dropping the person off, she immediately got into the car and left.

Ran Toushirou peeked out from behind him and then asked Fuyuki, "Master, is this alright?"

Entrusting someone to someone from another world is not as reassuring as entrusting them to your own people.

"He will do it for his purpose."

If Deqili wants to go home, he will definitely fulfill every word given by Mr. Ke Xue.

Such beautiful flames must have been extremely beautiful in his own world.

Fuyuki pinched Ran Toushirou's cheek, skillfully conjuring a flower with her spiritual power: "See, for the people of this world, even the most incredible things can be done with ease."

"Therefore, it is possible to reap the benefits."

She crushed the flower in one swift motion; the fragments of spiritual energy scattered easily, beautiful as specks of light.

The methods this man used to dominate Italy in such a short time are far more complex than they appear on the surface.

"Since we can slack off, why should we work so hard? Next, we just need to deal with the other two: those who should leave, leave; those who should stay, stay; and most importantly, Gin..."

She wanted this person to completely control Japan's power, and then extend that control, together with Deqili, to hold power in all parts of the world.

Only in this way can the timeline be successfully continued even if the undercover agent becomes the boss.

She hugged Ran Toushirou tightly, burying her head in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, looking exhausted, "But as expected, you guys are still the best."

The people in the citadel are the ones who will always stand by her side without her having to put in any effort.

She looked out the window and saw the sun gradually rising in the sky, already showing signs of shining brightly on the earth.

Her dark eyes gradually brightened as the sunlight illuminated them. She leaned on the spirit's shoulder and murmured softly:

"...Just like now."

After a moment of silence in the carriage, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Ran-chan, have Gin come see me tonight."

Ran Toushirou blinked: "Yes."

The unusually swaying branches were naturally spotted by the highly skilled sniper.

Fuyuki closed her eyes in relief.

A lone wolf that doubts itself is unlikely to develop a qualified heart.

*

It is no easy task to completely transform an undercover agent in two years, but Deqili did it.

And it was done perfectly.

Dongshu sat in the back of the car, watching the buildings rushing past the window, feeling extremely happy.

Her phone vibrated. She glanced at the thank-you text message, a smile playing on her lips, and then immediately turned it off as if she hadn't seen it.

It was a thank-you letter, and the content was very sincere, but this sincerity wouldn't make her want to have much contact with a policeman.

However, Morofushi Kagemitsu will probably be very happy.

The plane stopped at the airport, and in no time, a man wearing a blue hoodie walked toward us, dragging a suitcase.

His expression was hidden under the brim of his hat, and he was as silent as a drop of water sinking into the ocean. If it weren't for Fuyuki's spiritual power spreading throughout the airport, she wouldn't have been able to find him so quickly with just her naked eyes.

The aura was concealed.

...How did he become a standard killer?

Fuyuki looked at the person who opened the door and sat down with a puzzled expression.

"Boss."

The familiar voice was calm and still. Blue cat eyes lifted, and a faint gaze fell on Fuyuki.

"I'm back."

Fuyuki greeted him with a warm smile: "Welcome back, Jingguang."

"Um."

Scotland is dead.

He died in Italian gunfire.

With a strong chest, he had been forced to come into contact with things he shouldn't have over the years, and the willfulness of his world consciousness had turned into heavy pressure falling on him.

The world's stability, the survival of organizations, the comfort of nations... all were forced to be accepted because of a single sentence.

He cannot let personal motives interfere.

When the forces that do not belong to the world break away, everything that follows depends on him.

He must become the Karasuma.

Morifu no Kagemitsu closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and was so quiet that he seemed to have no breath left.

Seeing his expression, Fuyuki turned her head and continued looking out the window.

She saw herself reflected in the window, a lingering smile playing on her lips.

It's terrifyingly fake.

Just like Morofushi Kagemitsu now, he has been completely crushed by unfounded responsibilities.

Human beings, bound by the rules of the world, are now forced to shoulder the responsibilities of the world.

That's insane.