Chapter 77, Eighteenth Cycle (21)

"Mr. Akasaka, Mr. Midorikawa."

The casino manager pushed open the door to the private room, forcibly pulling in the resisting blond youth behind him with a forced smile.

"I brought Amuro Tooru with me. He'll keep you two company from now on."

Shinichi Akasaka withdrew his gaze from the two men opposite him, and his anger at being provoked vanished instantly when he turned his head and saw the handsome blond-haired, dark-skinned young man.

His smile deepened, especially when the other party reluctantly walked in and stood in front of the gambling table.

Ray waved to the manager, who immediately nodded and left with the two men in black suits outside the door.

The Scottish coat with the fur collar had already been taken off. He was now sitting with his legs crossed, leaning back in his chair, holding a half-smoked cigarette, and watching expressionlessly as Akasaka Shinichi got up and walked towards the blond youth.

"Your name is Amuro Tooru, right? That's a nice name." Shinichi Akasaka smiled as he approached the blond youth who was already trying to switch into a smiling croupier's demeanor.

Shinichi Akasaka is not his real name. He has another identity: Scorpion, a codename member of a mysterious organization.

In the organization that sent Mr. Feng around the world to search for the Pandora Gem, he was a senior member with a high status, but even he had a mortal enemy he hated to the core but could not do anything about.

Spider, outwardly known as Günter von Goldberg II, a world-renowned magician and illusionist, is actually a top-tier assassin. When he appears as Spider, he is a handsome young man with blond hair and dark skin, a spider-shaped tattoo on his left eye, and wears a mask with multiple rotating red eyes. He is skilled in illusion magic.

Since the scorpion couldn't do anything to the spider, it liked to find blond, dark-skinned people similar to itself to torment and play with, thus venting its anger and frustration. Then it would send the videos of the blond, dark-skinned men being tortured to death to the spider.

The new dealer he discovered at the casino today looked exactly like a spider, a magician performing illusions all over the world, making him almost unable to resist plunging a venomous needle into the blond youth's neck, causing him excruciating pain.

He had been patient for a long time. If those two arrogant brats hadn't suddenly come over to provoke him, he would have already started enjoying this delicious prey.

"Thank you for the compliment. I like my name very much."

The blond youth, who seemed to have completely adjusted his mindset, shed his tension. He slowly turned around, and a smile returned to his lips.

"But, Mr. Akasaka..."

As the blond youth gradually turned away from the light, the shadow on his originally handsome face grew larger and larger, eventually being completely covered by darkness, filled with a chilling killing intent.

"Your name is Shinichi Akasaka, right? That's a terrible name."

It was only then that Scorpion suddenly realized that the person in front of him was actually very tall, at least 1.8 meters, and he was completely covered by the other person's shadow.

In the darkness, only those purplish-gray eyes, gleaming with an inorganic metallic luster, remained astonishingly bright. They had somehow transformed into a terrifying, predatory gaze, sending chills down one's spine, numbing the brain, and paralyzing the body.

“I hate red the most.” The blond youth sneered, emphasizing the three syllables of “Akai”, and at the same time, his fist, moving at an almost imperceptible speed, slammed heavily into his stomach.

Scorpion couldn't even scream. He wasn't a fighter to begin with, so he just clutched his stomach, his body stiff and convulsing as he collapsed to the ground.

However, the long-haired youth next to him, codenamed Lei, whose real name is Shuichi Akai, was probably no less terrified at that moment.

"Hey, don't move around too much, or I can't guarantee you'll be brought back intact. Just make sure you're alive." Bourbon stepped on the scorpion's back and bent down to break both of its wrists.

In this way, the scorpion's most prized agile hands and venomous abilities became useless, rendering it completely ineffective.

The scorpion gritted its teeth, its forehead covered in cold sweat, its brain racing.

But before he could figure it out and take action, he was pulled up and thrown onto the sofa. The demon even laughed gleefully and shoved his gloved hand into his mouth to forcefully pull out the venomous fang that contained the hidden weapon.

Intense pain and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled his mind.

"You didn't scream right away, that's impressive. No wonder you're a high-ranking member in the organization codenamed Scorpion." Bourbon laughed as he tossed away the false tooth, praising it as if he genuinely admired it.

With a blank expression, Ray dodged the bloody fang, certain that it had been thrown specifically at him.

Scotland frowned, got up, grabbed a tissue, and began to carefully wipe Bourbon's hands clean. After wiping them a couple of times, she took off his gloves for him.

"You...you're all in cahoots!!!" Scorpion finally understood.

“Yes, we’re also part of a criminal organization.” The blond youth smiled and put a finger to his lips. “But unlike your Zoo Organization, we’re the Distillery Organization.”

“The winery…” Scotland laughed.

"Bourbon, stop messing around and finish this mission." Gin said impatiently. "The Metropolitan Police Department has already started making moves, and this is definitely their target."

"Tsk, Gin, I hate your impatient personality the most. Can't you let me get more information?" Bourbon said unhappily.

“You will interrogate him when we get back,” Gin said.

"Really?" Bourbon's eyes lit up. "Then it's a deal, everyone's listening!"

"Shut up and get moving," Gin said coldly.

"Understood!" Bourbon immediately took action, swiftly and decisively knocking the scorpion unconscious with a chop to the neck.

Rye and Scotland both stepped forward, curiously peering over to observe his entire disguise process.

No matter how many times they watch it, they will still be amazed by the incredible nature of this technology.

Before long, the unconscious scorpion transformed into Bourbon's appearance, while Bourbon transformed into the scorpion's appearance.

Bourbon took off his clothes, then stripped Scorpion of his clothes, and disgustedly put on the gloomy and strange outfit. Then he turned around and dressed Scorpion in his previous dealer uniform.

He and Scorpion were roughly the same size, but Scorpion's waist was a bit thicker, and his clothes were a little tight around the waist.

Bourbon thought for a moment, then took off his clothes and wrapped a roll of cloth tightly around his waist several times.

Ray felt like he could hear bones creaking.

When the transformation was finally complete, even Rye and Scotland, who had witnessed the process, were somewhat dazed.

This was the first time they had ever witnessed the entire transformation process firsthand, including the transformation of other people.

Scotland glanced at the blond, dark-skinned youth lying unconscious on the sofa, then at the dark-haired man who had stood up, hesitated for a second, and asked, "Is it finished?"

The black-haired man revealed a very bourbon-like smile: "Okay, that's fine. After I leave for a few minutes, call the manager over and tell him you want to buy Amuro Tooru and bring him back. Just take this guy back to the organization like that."

Ray is the bodyguard; he'll definitely be the one carrying the person into the car.

He imagined himself carrying Bourbon, and his expression stiffened.

Bourbon, of course, didn't care whether he lived or died. He quickly switched from a bourbon-like expression to a scorpion-like one, his eyes filled with a dark and ruthless anger that no one dared to provoke, before slamming the door and leaving.

As he left the casino, no one dared to come up and ask him a single question.

A black Porsche slowly pulled up in front of the casino. A dark-haired man with a gloomy expression opened the car door, got into the passenger seat, and slammed the door shut.

Gin, who was sitting in the driver's seat with a cigarette in his mouth, had a vein throbbing on his forehead from the rough action. He gave Gin a cold warning look before restarting the vehicle.

Bourbon reached out and ripped off the disguise from his face, casually tossing it into the car. He then tugged at his collar with disgust, saying, "This outfit must be soaked in poison, right? Let's go back quickly. I'll take a shower and change my clothes before interrogating him."

Gin scoffed, "And then you're covered in blood again?"

Bourbon turned his head and said matter-of-factly, "Blood is different from those things."

Gin scoffed: "A twisted sense of humor. Be careful not to kill someone. That gentleman values ​​that person and that organization very much."

"I know, I know, I'll make him obediently spill all the information." Bourbon tilted his head, pressed his earpiece, and began to listen attentively to the actions of Scotland and Rye.

His only wish now is that none of those three guys see the scene of Rye and Scotland "buying Amuro and carrying him home".

He could certainly handle the surveillance without leaving any trace, but those three unpredictable guys... he really couldn't say for sure.

Rei Furuya looked behind him through the car window.

A purple Mazda and a black Mazda were parked not far from the casino.

That was the car that Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda bought after working for two years.

The purple one is Kenji Hagiwara's, and the black one is Jinpei Matsuda's.

When Rei Furuya bought the car, he also received an email from Kenji Hagiwara in his secret mailbox.

Kenji Hagiwara said that they have convinced the class president to buy a Mazda after buying a house. The class president said that when they get married, he will buy a warm yellow Mazda similar to Natalie's blonde hair, and then take Natalie on a honeymoon trip.

Kenji Hagiwara also said that he knew Rei Furuya's car was a white Mazda, so he told Hiromitsu Morofushi to buy a Mazda in the future, preferably a blue one.

That way they can form a five-color Mazda team.

When Morofushi Kagemitsu found out, he was overjoyed and agreed. He even exaggeratedly pretended to be in a car accident and wrecked the car, so he could immediately use the organization's money to buy a new car, which was indeed a blue Mazda sports car.

The people in the organization only felt that Scotland had been so affected by Bourbon that even car accidents and cars were going to be like his, completely unaware that they just wanted to form a five-color Mazda team.

Rei Furuya can't help but laugh whenever he thinks about it.

But Gin was still beside him, so he could only suppress the smile in his eyes and look away to continue looking ahead.

It'll be soon, just be patient a little longer.

Don't rush, impatience is the biggest trap.

The sun will rise, and one day they will be able to reunite in the sunlight.

Yes, driving a five-colored Mazda.