Chapter 75 REBIRTH: 867D
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Objectively speaking, what the former host said is not entirely unreasonable.
For the plot, it doesn't really matter if someone with the same functions is used to carry out the plot. This is fundamentally different from what the previous host did, forcibly changing the fate of people who were supposed to die in the plot.
But this is meaningless. In order to maintain the stability of the world, the system must of course give priority to development that is in line with the original trajectory, unless it reaches a point where it is completely irreversible.
With the current host around, the system is still confident about this... at least Bourbon's storyline.
But until now, the system still doesn't understand why the previous host made such a choice.
More than a hundred years ago, the system signed a contract with the dying previous host. The system issued a task to train the previous host from a poor boy with nothing to the current Mr. Crow. The two at least reached an agreement in this regard.
The system provides full assistance to Mr. Crow, no matter what he does, whether it is power-for-money transactions, human experiments, or immortality, the system does not think there is any problem with anything, because Mr. Crow is a villain.
While completing the task, the reward received by the previous host can also ensure that Mr. Crow can survive until the beginning of the plot.
Everything was originally perfect, and we just had to follow the planned route.
However, the former host was only willing to accept the benefits brought by the system, and was unwilling to accept his own fate. After using some means to obtain the plot, he immediately forcibly untied himself from the system.
The day they separated, the system once again emphasized its needs.
[As long as you follow the plot and be defeated by the protagonist, why are you unwilling to accept it? This is your destiny, Master.]
"What am I expecting... You don't understand anything. No need to continue, just end it."
If it were an outsider, it would be difficult to change the plot even if he tried his best. However, Mr. Crow is different. He is an important anchor point in the plot, and what he does will most likely be accepted by the world consciousness.
During the thirty years that caused the system to struggle to find a new host suitable to save the world, Mr. Crow did a lot of things that put great pressure on the system.
Reunited thirty years later, the former host finally fulfilled one of his little wishes from many years ago and regained his youthful appearance, looking just like when he first made the contract with the system.
The system tried to struggle out of his arms, but the next second, Hoshino Shou held the back of its neck and it lay motionless on the sofa.
Hoshino Shou clasped the white cat's neck with his fingers. With just two fingers, he could easily take the cat's life.
A fool who made him give up everything for a shitty fate.
The man's scarlet eyes became darker, as if blood could drip out. His fingers became stronger and stronger, and the white cat, which had not resisted to begin with, lay there motionless.
Indeed, even if he killed the cat, the system would not be damaged at all, it would just be a meaningless shell.
He suddenly felt a little bored, and after loosening his fingers, he picked up the little white cat lovingly.
"Don't worry, Asako-kun can do it." Hoshino's tone became calm again, and he gently scratched the little white cat's head a few times with his fingers. "I am also looking forward to meeting him formally... For that day, I will let him know more.
It takes some experience.”
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Hoshino Shou suddenly stood up, his hands loosened naturally, and the system fell to the ground and broke.
"It's so late! It's time to eat. What takeout should we order today... The Chinese restaurant we went to last time has a new owner. Darling, do you think I should give them another chance?"
Hoshino Shou's tone became cheerful, and he showed a conflicted expression while holding the phone.
"Forget it, give me another chance. After all, I'm not a devil."
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After Furiya Rei said that, the car became extremely quiet, and the only sound was Miyama Asato's deliberately slowed breathing.
It was a guilty reaction. When he was taken away by him and woke up in Italy, Yushan Chaodeng also had the same guilty expression.
"You can take your time to think about it. You don't have to tell me now." Furuya Ling said, his tone gentle and friendly, "It's okay. I'll wait until you are ready."
The thing that Furuya Rei has the most is patience. If he was really an impatient person, he would have forced Miyama Asato away in Italy. Would he have been able to wait until the other party said in person that he wanted to come back to work?
"Is it okay?" Yu Shan Chaodeng looked at him and asked in a low voice.
"Well, I'm always available when you're ready." Furiya Rei curved his eyes at him without any perfunctory attitude.
"...I just don't know how to say it." Miyama Chaodeng held the pair of sunglasses with broken legs in his right hand, and held his right forearm with his left hand. "But my body should be fine in the short term."
The car suddenly stopped by the roadside. Yushan looked towards the lamp in surprise, but met the eyes of Furukaya Rei.
The gray-purple eyes reflected clear joy, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as in his eyes, but he soon discovered the problem: "Why is it short-term?"
Mr. Fūya really cares about his health, but he keeps everything to himself. He should have been told earlier.
Miyama Asato felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. If he didn't want to make Furukaya Rei worry, he could just say that it was a slip of the tongue, but he didn't want to deceive the other party.
"According to the system." It was the first time that Yu Shan Chao Deng talked about the system in front of others. He was a little nervous, but after he spoke, he felt that it was nothing. "My body has returned to the state it was two years ago, so it is true that I am healthy now."
The rules of the system seem simple, but the details are very complicated, and Yushan Chaodeng cannot summarize them in a few simple sentences.
"That is to say, it will decline again in two years." Furiya Rei was very perceptive and said in a deep voice.
Miyama Chao Deng's hand, hidden under his sleeve, hooked the finger of Furukaya Rei and said with a smile, "If we find out in advance, it can be cured. Mr. Furukaya will accompany me, right?"
But in fact, he was not very sure. If he really cured the disease, would his remaining time increase as he recovered, or would he die from another accident two years later.
Let him worry about it two years later.
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They soon arrived at their destination, which was Matsuura Ginzo's private residence.
The current Commissioner of the National Police Agency is about to retire, and all affairs are basically handled by Matsuura Ginzo, who is the Deputy Minister.
The chief of the National Police Agency has only the function of a human-shaped seal. It is basically Matsuura Ginzo who comes up with what to do.
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In the police department, people see the deputy director more often.
Miyama Asato didn't have any special impression of him, but he was one of the few people in the National Police Agency who knew Furuya Rei's identity. When Miyama Asato started working, he had talked to Miyama Asato alone and asked him how he was adapting.
In general, he was no different from other superiors that Miyama Chaodeng had met, and he was a leader with a good temper. It was unexpected that he would do something as threatening as privately.
As for what his purpose is, the worst outcome is that the other party is bribed by the organization, and the identities of Furuya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu are exposed to the organization.
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Dark Blue Whiskey thinks Gin is tricking him, but he has no evidence.
Indeed, according to Gin's standards, the closer one is to the boss, the more one can feel the boss's indifference and superiority. Everyone is just his puppet, and they don't need to have their own consciousness, just do what he says.
In fact, this is nothing. The heads of the organization must take their own responsibilities. As long as everything they do is for the future of the organization, they can pay for the boss's willfulness.
The same goes for Deep Blue Whiskey. He loves this organization that gives him a place to stay. He will never let go of anyone who wants to destroy this peace, even if that person is the BOSS.
As can be seen from what happened in Scotland, that gentleman gave Scotch whisky unimaginable trust and favor, and was unwilling to take action even if the evidence was conclusive.
Shenlan had actually suspected that Scotland was the illegitimate son of the boss, but no one knew Scotland's past better than him.
In addition, the organization's killers are repeatedly asked to carry out the task of protecting someone, who is a policeman.
Gin is not his pet dog. With just a little skill, he can naturally join his side.
Duben is the spokesperson for that gentleman. He is only loyal to the boss and is tasked with capturing him. Is it really possible for such a person to be turned against the boss?
I feel like the success rate might even be lower than Bourbon’s… Bourbon is still interacting with the police.
But according to the information obtained by Deep Blue Whiskey a few days ago, Bourbon also successfully obtained the gentleman's trust card, just like Scotland.
Like Scotland.
Deep Blue Whiskey reopened the computer, typed quickly on it, and read the contents carefully, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
Gin stroked the gun in his hand, estimating that the other party would not respond in the short term, so he found tools from the room and began to maintain his gun.
It would be strange if SKYY could defeat Dubonnet, who could even give orders directly without going through the boss. However, Gin still deliberately made this offer.
On the one hand, he wanted Deep Blue Whiskey to further prove his ability and cut off all of SKYY's escape routes. On the other hand, he simply couldn't stand Deep Blue Whiskey and wanted to cause trouble for him.
Even if Rum was turned against Dubonnet, it would be impossible. Gin knew this very well.
Not long ago, he was asked by that gentleman to bring Bourbon to meet him. When he was preparing for the meeting, he heard the gentleman's laughter.
It was a voice that had nothing to do with the gentleman's usual voice, and sounded very young.
Gin remembers that
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There are two possibilities. One is that Duben is a stand-in for that gentleman. How could the boss of the organization come out to meet people casually? For safety reasons, he became the boss's mouthpiece.
Another possibility is that the gentleman has been completely replaced by Dubennet without any notice.
No matter which one it is, if Deep Blue Whiskey finds it, it will be dangerous. Gin has already thought of how to use Deep Blue Whiskey.
Gin was in a good mood, holding his brand new beloved gun in his hand. Dark Blue Whiskey, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly raised his head with a complicated expression.
"Gin."
Gin was unusually patient with him today, probably because the other party was about to be tricked by him.
He raised his eyes, motioning for him to continue.
"Are you undercover?"
Gin: “…………”
Dark Blue Whiskey didn't seem to be joking. He held his face with one hand and looked at Gin seriously: "The evidence is as follows."
"First, among the group of people who were given code names at the same time as Bourbon, Ley defected, Scotland was an undercover agent, and Bourbon, who was in contact with the police, was also very dangerous."
Dark Blue Whiskey held up two fingers and continued, "Second, the boss has definitely expressed his trust in Scotland and Bourbon."
"You passed the codename tests for Bourbon, Scotland, and Rye, and other than those two, the boss only said he trusted you." Dark Blue Whiskey finally came to the conclusion, "Gin, you are an undercover agent. It's okay to admit it, we are friends, and even if you are an undercover agent, I will never report you to the higher-ups, use you to clear myself, and take your place."
Gin: “…”
"We have known each other for so many years. Even if you are really an undercover agent, I will not discriminate against you..." Dark Blue Whiskey paused, and suddenly raised his voice, "Brother, Brother Gin, I was wrong! I was kidding! Put away the gun first, we can talk later!"
The Maine Coon walked to where Dark Blue Whiskey had been sitting before, lay down leisurely, and yawned gracefully. !
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