Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Scotland, you look so handsome when you snipe
The long-haired man asked, but he just watched coldly.
An You rubbed her nose to relieve the pain.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me."
The long-haired man didn't say anything. Seeing that he was not seriously injured, he turned and left, leaving behind a handsome back.
Who is this person, so aloof? An You watched him leave, and heard footsteps approaching behind him.
When I turned around, Scotland with black hair and blue eyes walked towards me.
I just carried a bass bag on my back.
Scotland walked closer and asked, "Who were you talking to?"
An You turned around and said, "A passerby bumped into me. He had long black hair and a leather jacket."
"Not as handsome as me." An You added.
Scotland thought for a moment. "That's the organization's new member, named Moroboshi Dai. He's new and hasn't received a code name yet. Once he makes some contributions to the organization, he can become a code name member."
An You: “I see.”
An You: "Wait, is Scotland a code name?"
Scotland: “Exactly.”
An You: "I always thought this was your name, but it turns out it's just a code name. So what's your real name?"
Scotland: "My name is Hikaru Midorikawa. You can call me by my codename or my name."
An You: "Then I'll just call you Scotland. I'm used to it."
Scotland: "It's all right."
An You: "I've finished filling out my form. Let's go back."
Scotland lowered his eyes: "Aren't you going to continue the tour?"
An You shook her head: "No, it's too cold here. I feel like I'm going to catch a cold."
"good."
In the empty base, the sound of fading footsteps and An You's chattering could be heard.
He was already looking forward to Gin's reaction when he saw the turtle he had drawn on his answer sheet.
"This is my revenge. Who told him I was bad?"
Scotland: "Is there such a thing?"
"Yeah, he's on a mission, and I wanted to join in the fun. He thinks I'm just a drag."
Scotland let out a deep laugh, "Then he must have underestimated you. You're obviously very intelligent."
"Yeah, I think so too, Scotland. You're the only one who understands me."
An You chattered about his experiences. Faced with another cultural country, he was extremely curious and asked many questions. Scotland did not show any impatience and always patiently answered his questions.
"What do you want to eat for dinner?" Scotland asked, turning around.
As the sun sets, he walks in front, carrying a black bass bag.
The whole person is particularly eye-catching in the halo, like a gentle and reliable older brother.
This gentleness is like the mist under the moonlight, wrapped in coolness, but always caressing An You.
So that he wouldn't starve to death in the wilderness while exploring the new world without knowing anything about it.
In this era where everyone is protecting themselves, they can exploit the living space of others to preserve themselves when necessary.
It's rare to find someone who shows their kindness, so it's even more precious when you get it.
An You stepped on his shadow and jumped up and down, "I want to eat tomato beef hot pot."
"Yeah, sure."
So on the way home, they turned into the downtown area and found the largest supermarket there.
An You slid back and forth on the smooth ground and finally waited for Scotland to pick out the ingredients. After reminding him to be careful, the two of them went home together.
As soon as Scotland got home, he went into the kitchen first, and Anyou followed him in holding two tomatoes.
Scotland: "I've never heard of the recipe for the sweet and sour beef hotpot you mentioned, but you can give it a try."
An You: "Great."
Scotland's proficiency in cooking has reached the point where you can hear and describe it, and you can also try it.
Although Anyou can cook a little, it’s all basic. She can only rely on guides for more complicated ones.
An You didn't play any role and was in a panic.
"Go watch some TV, leave this to me." Scotland reminded in a gentle voice.
The TV host was interviewing and talking about recent news events. An You didn't quite understand the president's vision for the future. Finally, she switched to a racing channel and finally understood.
The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and my mind was distracted.
Sour soup beef hotpot, just by listening to his description, Scotland has tried it successfully, and Anyou praised it highly.
"It tastes really good, Scotland. Are you really a cooking genius, a god of cuisine? Please accept my admiration."
Scotland reached out and pinched his cheek, "Stop praising me. Eat quickly. It's getting cold."
An You was immersed in the joy of eating hot pot and forgot that her face was touched.
After dinner, it was supposed to be time for a break. Scotland was wiping his bass bag again. An You saw that he was dressed neatly and seemed to be about to go out. Her curiosity was immediately aroused. "What are you doing?"
"I have a mission at 8pm. I'm going to work and will be back soon."
When An You heard about the job in Scotland for the first time, her eyes lit up and she said without hesitation, "Taking me with you!"
"If you want to go too, fine, but we need to explore ahead of time."
"Exploration point?"
Scotland: "Yes, before the assassination, you need to know where the opponent will appear, and eliminate him unexpectedly, killing him with one blow, without giving him a chance to react, otherwise the assassination will fail."
An You immediately understood, "Scotland's mission is my mission, but who is the person we are assassinating?"
Scotland: "The president of the Wisteria Corporation is planning to open a large shopping mall and is looking for a site. He has been involved in bankruptcies and has mistakenly killed many people for that site. Unfortunately, that site is not what he coveted."
An You: "The territory that cannot be moved, is that the territory..."
Scotland; “Yes, it was organized.”
An You: "No wonder, they're plotting against the Black Organization."
Scotland: "This man, having been rejected in his bid for a piece of land, is still determined to steal. He plans to work with another real estate company president to raise rents and squeeze the living space of surrounding businesses."
"For tonight's assassination mission, he will go to the cooperative company to sign the contract. This will just be his last chance to die. If he dies in the cooperative company, the cooperation will probably be difficult to continue."
"The stupidest thing he did was to go against the organization for his own benefit. Once the cake is destroyed, only death will greet him."
Scotland carried his bass bag and took him out. Unexpectedly, the place they went to check out was Tokyo Tower.
The lights are just coming on, darkness has just enveloped the city, and lights are lighting up on buildings big and small.
An You looked up at the spire, feeling only shock.
The towering spire is like a sharp sword, breaking through the darkness and shining alone in the night sky.
The elevator dinged, signaling it had arrived, and Scotland called him to get in.
An You followed closely behind, and suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness. The elevator carrying a group of tourists went upstairs at a very fast speed.
There were few people at Tokyo Tower, perhaps because everyone was working.
Standing on a high place overlooking the city, a vast expanse of scenery is in sight. An You lies in front of the transparent glass, looking at the parking lot from afar.
The vehicles were so densely packed that they looked like little ants.
Since we were just checking out the place, we could naturally take a stroll around. As An You was walking, she found a group of people carrying wooden boards.
These boards were covered with red cloth. An You grabbed a staff member and asked, "What are these for?"
Staff: "Oh, there will be an art exhibition here around eight o'clock."
An You: "Art exhibition, can I see it now?"
Staff: "Of course, but remember to cover the canvas after viewing."
An You lifted up one of the canvases and what came into view was an ugly caterpillar.
An You found that she couldn't appreciate the paintings of famous artists and sighed, "Uh, this is the work of a master, it really is very down-to-earth."
The person in charge laughed and replied, "Hahaha, this is not a masterpiece by a master, it's just a student's drawing. The reason why it is displayed here is to attract the attention of parents."
An You looked carefully at this time and found a line of small words written in the lower left corner of the painting, "Teitan Elementary School Work, Class 102."
OK. It's a drawing by an elementary school student, so it's not that I can't appreciate it.
An You looked at the paintings one by one, and time passed by unknowingly. When more and more people came and it became lively, after she finished admiring them, she realized that she couldn't find Scotland.
Where did he go.
Seeing another wave of parents rushing into the tower, the place became completely crowded. An You walked through the crowd, looking for someone.
Until it became really crowded, he stopped near a small white door that said "No tourists allowed."
It was pitch black behind the door, like a stairwell.
An You turned to leave, and suddenly her wrist felt tight.
After being pulled through the door, the whole person fell into the darkness. An You was suddenly terrified. Who was it?
"Ahhh Scotland where are you, help me!"
A familiar voice sounded in my ears, "It's me."
Falling into a slightly cool embrace, the body relaxes before the mind.
Relying on Scotland in the darkness, An You couldn't see the road clearly, and it was all thanks to Scotland that he was led.
"This isn't an abandoned floor. What are we doing here? Is this the spot we were scouting? But no one has shown up. How can we assassinate them?"
Scotland led him to the edge of the floor, the edge of the roof, where the glass windows were wide open.
The cold wind blew into the room. An You took a look and felt her fear of heights coming on. The fear of falling at any time filled her heart.
Scotland took off the bass bag from his shoulder, and An You watched him take out a bass from it.
Scotland: "The president of the company will appear in the building opposite tonight, and he will be standing in a position where we can see him from here."
The bass was handed over to An You, who plucked the bass strings twice. The strings were quite sharp and could be taken apart and used as weapons.
Just as he was daydreaming, he looked up suddenly and found that Scotland had taken out another gun from the bag, and he skillfully set up the sniper rifle and looked for a position.
It turns out the bass is a fake, used to conceal the sniper rifle. After all, carrying a sniper rifle in the city is extremely conspicuous. But the packaging of the instrument can effectively conceal this fact.
"Scotland, can you also snipe?"
Scotland: "I am from the sniper team after all."
He had naively believed that Scotland only knew how to cook. After all, he had never seen Scotland show any aggression.
He also remembered that the character list he saw at the beginning emphasized his cooking, so he subconsciously thought that this person was a great cook, but nothing else was known.
I didn’t expect that, Scotland, you have so many surprises that I don’t know about.
When he came to his senses, the night wind was howling and Scotland was sitting on the edge of the windowsill with his legs bent.
The area was narrow and one could fall even if he turned over. Scotland wore a blue hood and his clothes rustled in the cold wind. He held up the sniper rifle with his black-gloved hands, looking calm and steady, with a murderous look on his face.
An You: "Scotland."
Scotland: “Huh?”
An You: "You look pretty cool when you're sniping."
The sound of Scottish laughter came on the wind, low and pleasant, sounding tingling.
An You: "Really, I never admit that others are more handsome than me, but you are a very nice person, so I am willing to praise you for being handsome."
Scotland: "Thank you for the compliment, you're cute too."
"That's, um, huh? Cute. As for me, how can you describe me as cute?"
Scotland: "You don't like the word cute."
An You: "That's not the case. I'm a man, a real man. The word 'cute' doesn't really suit me. I should use 'handsome' to describe me!"
Scotland: "But Anyou is also very cute."
An You looked as if she had seen a ghost: "How is it cute?"
Scotland: "Everywhere is lovely."
An You: "...Okay, as long as you are happy."
"This platform you're sitting on is very dangerous, Scotland. You won't fall down, will you? If you fall down, who will still be my good friend? Otherwise, I will hold you up."
An You tugged at the corner of his clothes, but later realized that it was of no use.
If a person falls down, only his clothes will be left, so he will be held by his waist.
The cold wind blew his clothes, and with his cardigan stuck to his face, An You completely hid under his arms, her cheek buried in his chest.
The immense warmth of Scotland's chest blocked out the cold wind.
An You tightened her arms, "Okay, I'm holding you, there's no danger now."
"Scotland, even though I can't shoot a sniper, I can protect your safety. So, the success of the mission also has my contribution."
Where he couldn't pay attention, Scotland's gaze softened.
There is a heavy existence in my arms, and the innocence of a young man is held in the open. It is really nice to hold it like this.
An You buried herself in Scotland's clothes, the cold wind blowing on her face. Scotland remained calm and focused, not saying a word.
An You didn't disturb him and hugged Scotland quietly. She almost fell asleep during the hug. The quiet and silent atmosphere surrounded the two of them.
The sound of a sniper shot was heard, followed by a "bang". The recoil was strong enough to wake An You up a lot.
A deep voice vibrated his eardrums: "Mission accomplished, time to call it a day."
An You immediately opened her eyes, "It's done, so quickly."
Scotland: "The mission went smoothly, thanks to Anyou's protection."
An You: "I have indeed made great contributions. I am your right-hand man."
"You're truly a capable assistant. Let me treat you to a meal. I know a restaurant that's open at this hour. Let's go together."
Just as the two men reached the door and hadn't left yet, they heard screams coming from upstairs and someone yelling, "Someone's dead! Call the police!"
A boy with a head of alopecia, wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt and shorts, stood at the murder scene, seemingly observing the people on the ground.
"Kudo Shinichi-kun, do you see what the problem is?"
Kudo Shinichi: "The murderer is still at the venue and has not left. You can search for suspicious persons to prevent the murderer from committing a second crime."
The originally bustling meeting place suddenly became silent, with everyone discussing in low voices and feeling anxious.
A group of people rushed to the elevator entrance, but the flow of people was too large. Not only did some people want to go down, but some also wanted to go up. For a while, they were all stuck there.
There were too many people trapped in the tower, including An You who was watching.
An You poked his head out and found that the crowd was so dense that he couldn't get through. He retreated into the darkness, pulled Scotland, and briefly explained the situation outside to him.
"There was a murder at the art exhibition, and everyone was blocking the elevator entrance."
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