"Dr. Mikami?"
The faint voice exploded in Mikami Machi's ears like thunder. He looked at the young man on the hospital bed in astonishment. He never thought that the young man would wake up one day.
"It's me." Mikami Machi, who was already feeling guilty and unwilling to do it, became even more unwilling to do it after seeing the young man wake up.
"Am I going to die?"
If the previous greeting was like a thunder, the young man's words now were like a landslide, completely destroying Mikami Machi's psychological defenses. As a skilled surgeon, his hands, which had always been as steady as a rock, actually began to tremble slightly.
As a doctor, even though he later changed his career to serve dignitaries, he never took a person's life with his own hands, let alone when the person was his patient, who believed in him and regarded him as his life-saving straw.
When the young man fainted and became a vegetable, Mikami Machi still had an excuse to comfort himself and attacked the young man. Now that the young man has woken up, he can no longer find any reason to comfort himself. He will eventually abandon the last bit of perseverance in his heart and become a scum from head to toe.
"sorry."
"It's okay. It's not Dr. Mikami's fault." Miyazaki Ren wanted to shake his head to increase the credibility of his words, but unfortunately, even moving his head has become a luxury for him now.
The extraction of too much cerebrospinal fluid gave him a splitting headache, as if thousands of silver needles were piercing every nerve of his, or as if a terrifying giant beast was gnawing at his brain with its sharp teeth.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer see. He could only distinguish people by their voices. But there were sharp cries in his ears, which undoubtedly made it extremely difficult for him to distinguish.
But Miyazaki Ren was not lying. He really didn't blame Mikami-san. After all, this was the path he had chosen for himself long ago. "Doctor Mikami, I may not have much time left. Can I ask you for a favor? It won't be too much of a chore for you."
Machi Mikami was silent for a moment. As a middle-aged man who had been working in society for many years, he remained sufficiently vigilant even though he was facing a dying patient.
"Can you play a song for me? You don't have to use my phone, yours will do. I want to hear that song before my last moments."
This request was not difficult. Mikami Machi did not remain silent any longer. He took out his cell phone and asked, "Which song?"
"Takeda no Ko-sama."
This is a classic Japanese lullaby. Although the lyrics are not good, the melody is gentle. Mothers often like to sing this song to lull their children to sleep. When Maki Mikami was a child, his mother also liked to sing this song to lull him to sleep.
Although human thoughts are complex and diverse, some emotions are always the same, such as the love of a mother for her child and the longing of a child for his mother. In middle age, Mikami Maki's mother had passed away long ago, and he couldn't help but think of the information about Brandy he had seen before.
Yes, Brandy lost his parents when he was ten years old. Before that, he had a happy family, and his mother probably loved to sing "Takeda no Komori" to him.
"Okay." Machi Mikami opened the music software and played this ancient song.
“Before Bon Festival
The snow is already falling lightly.
The child is crying too
...."*
Soft and gentle music slowly sounded in the cold room, and the air became a little sweet. Miyazaki Ren seemed to be filled with the aroma of apple pie, which was one of the most beautiful memories of his life.
As a doctor, Maji Mikami is very familiar with the sequelae of massive cerebrospinal fluid loss, such as dizziness, headache, nausea, etc. Moreover, the young man in front of him is very sensitive to pain. The pain he can feel is more than ten times that of an ordinary person. All of this was caused by his own hands.
But at this moment, the young man on the hospital bed had a peaceful expression, his lips were raised, and there was a soft and happy smile on his face.
Familiar songs from childhood are playing in his ears. Mikami Buddy is lying on his mother's lap. His mother is a very kind woman, hardworking and simple. After his father passed away unexpectedly, she raised Mikami Buddy alone and suffered a lot.
"My dear, you must grow up healthy." His mother stroked his forehead with her rough hands. She had always been proud of him for becoming a doctor who could cure diseases and save lives, but now he had failed to live up to her expectations.
"I'm going to be out for a while, Brandy, you should have a good rest." Unable to hold back any longer, Mikami-san said this and left in a hurry.
Miyazaki Ren carefully distinguished the room by sound, and after confirming that there was nothing in the room, he called softly, "Noah's Ark, are you there?"
The cell phone that was playing music dinged. This was Noah's Ark's response.
Before coming to the laboratory, Miyazaki Ren had already found out the information about Mikami Machi. After contacting him, Miyazaki Ren had carefully planned every step, including today's incident. Even at the last moment of his life, he still worked hard to plan for the success of the plan.
"After I die, please continue to send text messages to them..." Miyazaki Ren instructed with difficulty. He reminded Noah's Ark of every detail.
The long speech consumed all his energy. Miyazaki Ren panted and said, "Finally, say sorry to them for me. I always say that Sosuke is a coward. It turns out that I am even more cowardly than him. I dare not face everyone. If possible, I really don't want them to know that I am dead. As a friend, I shouldn't bring sadness to them. And it's too shameful to be seen like this."
His voice gradually faded away and he no longer had the strength to speak.
A few words appeared on Mikami Machi's phone screen, "Good night, Miyazaki brother."
Miyazaki Ren seemed to sense something, and he pursed his lips as if to say, "Good night, Noah's Ark."
His body gradually became lighter, and the last minute of his life seemed stretched out. He recalled his life in a cursory manner. Nearly one-third of his life had been spent in the laboratory, and now his life would end here.
This was the ending he had chosen for himself long ago. It was not that he had no chance of surviving, but he was not qualified. From the moment he stepped out of the laboratory and became Rum and Karasuma Renya's subordinate, he lost this qualification.
Miyazaki Ren has admired Takuma Akai since he was a child. Influenced by his brother, he also pursues justice. After his parents were persecuted, he became more determined in his beliefs.
Although his hands were not directly stained with blood, how many innocent people lost their lives because of the information he provided and because of his plot? The blood of the innocent must be repaid with his blood, and he will use his life to practice his justice.
The blood-red in front of his eyes faded away, and a soft white light appeared. His body became exceptionally light, like a cloud or a feather. He slowly turned into a little child. At the end of the white light were his young parents, his brother with youthful spirit, and the lively Cangjie.
Sosuke puffed up his cheeks, put his hands on his hips, and said angrily, "Ren is a big idiot! Didn't you tell us not to come to us too early? I'm so angry!"
Miyazaki Ren blinked and gave him a hug, "Forgive me, Sosuke, I missed you so much. I came to the appointment and promised you apple pie. I have learned it~"
He turned his head and looked behind him, as if someone was calling him, but in the end, he chose to hold Sosuke's hand and ran happily towards his family, "Mom, Dad, Takuma-san, I'm here to find you~"
".....
Leave this place
You can see it there
Parents' home
What you see in the distance is
My parents’ home.”*
At 20:17 Tokyo time, at the Aomori Laboratory, the experimental subject Silver Bullet ATPX2146 was declared dead.
......
In the magnificent hall and exquisite private rooms, the bigwigs of Japan's upper class society gathered together. The items to be auctioned today were far more valuable than all kinds of jewelry.
This is cerebrospinal fluid that can restore youth. There is only one bottle, very little, but it is normal for such a rare treasure to be rare.
"The starting price is 1 billion US dollars, and each increase must not be less than 10 million US dollars." A man in a tuxedo and a mask said at the auction table in the middle of the hall.
In order to conceal the identity of the buyer, the microphones in the box were equipped with voice changers. "1.2 billion US dollars." A mechanical electronic voice sounded.
"1.4 billion."
"1.8 billion."
Although the starting price was 10 million US dollars, these bigwigs were obviously much more generous. Each bid was in units of 100 million. Soon, the funds reached a staggering number. The bigwigs began to attach various products that were more valuable than money, such as official positions.
"3.6 billion US dollars, two positions at the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
In Japan's official system, "section" is the smallest administrative unit in Japan's central administrative organs, but many staff members in the administrative system only reach the level of section chief after struggling all their lives.
It is so ironic that it is now being traded openly.
"Ministry of Foreign Affairs, two directors." This buyer did not quote the amount of money, but his offer was apparently also US$3.6 billion, which included two director-level positions.
"Four billion US dollars for two cabinet directors." The cabinet is worth more than other departments, so the buyer did not wait for a long time to raise the price after he finished speaking.
"Four billion US dollars at a time." The man in a tuxedo at the auction table slowly raised the hammer and repeated the price, undoubtedly giving people more time to react and hesitate.
"Four billion US dollars twice." He dragged out the last syllable very long, like the melodious bell in a temple, knocking hard on the hearts of all buyers.
Finally.
"4.5 billion US dollars, two officials from the Ministry of Justice, and a U.S. congressman from New York." It is obvious that the financial backer behind this is Japan's biological father, a certain country.
The man in the tuxedo calculated inwardly that this was probably the strongest and highest bid offered backstage today.
He swung the hammer vigorously, "US$4.5 billion once, US$4.5 billion twice, US$4.5 billion three times, sold!"
As the man finished speaking, the only light in the hall went out, as if nothing had happened.
.....
In recent days, high-ranking officials in Japan have been in turmoil. The old lions had to give up their positions to younger generations because of their age. But now that they have regained their youth, they naturally want to take back their former power.
How could the younger generations who had tasted power stop? The two sides were in a stalemate, and each of them was followed by a large number of supporters. For a while, it was very lively with one side taking the lead and the other taking the stage.
A week after the auction ended, the power struggle officially began, and in less than half a month, it reached a fever pitch. They threw dirty water on each other, exposed each other's past, and transformed themselves into righteous people in an attempt to completely defeat the other side.
This put the police into an overtime hell. There were not enough prisons to hold these prisoners, and single rooms were forced to be converted into bunk beds.
All kinds of explosive news are leaked out as if they are free. The Japanese people are like civets guarding a melon field, and they will find sweet melons wherever they bite. Besides gossiping, they are also very disappointed with these government officials.
We are led by such a group of people. No wonder the people's life happiness index is declining year by year and the murder rate is soaring year by year. It turns out that things have gone bad since the leadership.
Two weeks later, when all the public opinion reached its peak, the struggle came to an abrupt end. The faction belonging to the older generation suddenly admitted defeat. The reason was very simple: something happened to their leader!
The first person who showed any abnormality was the first person to undergo surgery. Since he did not have a last name, we temporarily called him by the middle character of his name, Yu.
That night, Yu Zheng was fighting with the young woman, but soon, a familiar feeling of powerlessness came over him. He fell flat on the soft big bed, gasping for breath, with saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.
The woman knelt beside him tremblingly and called out cautiously, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"
Unfortunately, Yu was unable to reply to her. As Yu's breathing became heavier, his thick black hair gradually turned gray, his plump cheeks became dry, and even brown spots of varying shades appeared on his face.
The woman who witnessed this scene was terrified. She desperately grabbed the bed sheet and breathed heavily. In the end, she couldn't resist the panic in her heart and screamed loudly, "There is a ghost——"
The screams quickly attracted everyone's attention. As Yu's bodyguards and family members stepped into the room one by one, Yu's condition became worse. His originally strong body had become thin and short. He was like a black wolfberry that had lost its water. The strong Yu once again returned to the appearance of an old man, even older than before.
"Ah, ah, ah——" Yu hummed with difficulty. He wanted to say something, but unfortunately his body no longer obeyed his commands. He could only utter meaningless syllables like a child who had not yet learned to speak.
Not long after Yu's situation occurred, the other two also encountered the same experience. They were fighting for power with their followers, and they fell into a coma again without warning, and their bodies quickly became old and weak.
Karasuma Renya was the last person to have an accident. Thanks to his having lived for more than a century, he had always paid attention to his health and did not ruin his body like the others did when they returned to their youth.
He still maintained a good schedule. After all, it was unknown how long it would take to replicate the miracle that happened to Brandy. Before that, he had to live well.
Because the other three families blocked the news, Karasuma Renya didn't know about their situation until a week after they arrived. Karasuma Renya, who went to bed on time every day, woke up one morning and found that she was completely unable to move.
His eyes moved slowly downwards. Seeing such a pair of old and skinny hands, his pupils shrank. He finally shouted with all his strength, "Bai Shi! Call Bai Shi over here!"
Perhaps because of her good maintenance, when others were unable to speak, Karasuma Renya was still able to speak clearly.
Dr. Shiraishi is a man with a flexible bottom line. He is not good at management, and research requires a lot of financial support, so he did not break up with Karasuma Renya because of his wasteful behavior.
After trying to persuade Brandy to escape to no avail, he secretly kept a portion of Brandy's cerebrospinal fluid for himself when Karasuma Renya asked him to intercept it, and is now concentrating on research.
In the glass jar next to him, there was a piece of brain tissue soaked in formalin, which also came from Brandy. Just one day before the auction, Brandy officially died.
In order to replicate the miracle that happened to him, the experimental team dissected him and divided his brain tissue into many parts. Dr. Shiraishi, as a top researcher, naturally got one of them.
"What's wrong with this data? It looks like someone has modified it." Dr. Shiraishi frowned and muttered to himself as he looked at the newly released test data.
"Teacher Shiraishi, that gentleman called and asked you to come over." A man in a white coat ran in hurriedly and said.
Dr. Shiraishi doesn't like to carry any communication equipment with him when he's doing experiments, so he has a liaison specifically responsible for communications.
"Tsk." He smacked his lips impatiently. As a difficult client, Karasuma Renya always had all kinds of bizarre requests. If it weren't for his generous salary and vision to recruit many geniuses, Dr. Shiraishi would not want to pay attention to him.
Reluctantly, he put down the report in his hand and said, "Tell them I'll be there soon."
....
After Miyazaki Ren entered the laboratory, according to his request, all police officers who were undercover in the Black Organization, except Maruyama, were withdrawn, including Furuya Rei.
As for Rum's former confidant, Rei Furuya, Karasuma Renya was planning to execute him after the auction was over.
But Fūya Rei runs fast. Because of the transaction, the Black Organization has ushered in new developments and needs manpower everywhere, so Karasuma Renya can only put it on hold for the time being.
These days, Furuya Rei has been secretly training his men with Kuroda Hei, simulating every day how to defeat the enemy in a decisive battle.
Because he was far away from the organization, Rei Furuya knew nothing about Miyazaki Ren's situation. Fortunately, Miyazaki Ren would occasionally contact him via text messages, which made him feel a little relieved.
Yesterday, Furuya Rei received another text message from Miyazaki Ren. It only contained four short words: [Action tomorrow].
This made him ecstatic. This day had finally come. In addition to finally getting rid of the Black Organization, what made him happiest was that he could see Miyazaki Ren again. He had been in contact with her through text messages and firmly believed that Miyazaki Ren was still alive.
"The structure of the laboratory is very complex, and the security level is very high. If you are not careful, it may cause an explosion. Therefore, I suggest that there should be someone who is good at bomb disposal among the personnel in the operation." Curacao suggested after looking at the personnel conducting the drill.
She evacuated the Black Organization together with Rei Furuya. She had already applied for the witness protection program and is now Rei Furuya's assistant.
Most of her criminal record is in Brazil, which is not under the jurisdiction of Japan. As long as she performs well in this operation, she can truly live in the sun as a Japanese citizen, so she is very concerned about this operation.
Furugaya Rei pursed his lips. If anyone in the Metropolitan Police Department was the best at bomb disposal, it would be Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda. But he had always kept the matter about Miyazaki a secret from them, and Miyazaki didn't want them to get involved.
If they are involved in the operation, all the hidden things will be exposed.
Curacao raised her beautiful eyebrows. The goal she had been pursuing for many years was within reach, which made her kidney hormones soar. Looking at the tangled Rei Kougu, she was a little anxious, "Bourbon, what are you hesitating about?"
She had been a teacher at Teitan Junior High School, so she had no idea about Miyazaki Ren's work in the Metropolitan Police Department.
After a long silence, "Forget it." Furiya Rei grabbed his hair helplessly. The worst that could happen was that he would be beaten up by Hagiwara and Kojinpei. Anyway, he still had Miyazaki with him. With Miyazaki's mouth, it would not be a problem for him to attract the fire.
"Kazami, ask the Security Department to second Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei to participate in this operation."
"yes!"
....
This operation was divided into two groups. One group was led by Kuroda Hei, assisted by Morofushi Kagemitsu and Matsuda Jinpei, to arrest Karasuma Renya. The other group was led by Furuya Rei and Curacao, supported by Kazami Yuya and others, and Hagiwara Kenji as logistics, to destroy the laboratory.
On the night of mid-August, the sky was like a huge black curtain, with only a bright moon hanging high in the sky, generously casting her silvery-white light on the earth. The two groups of members arrived at their destination and prepared for action.
After three frog calls, the action officially began.
If the laboratory is a huge and complex maze game, then Rei Furuya and his friends are the players who took the planner's advice and compiled their own guides, and their journey was incredibly smooth.
"These people have locked up Lord Brandy, how dare they continue to use the security system he set up?" Curacao complained, and while speaking, she knocked out another researcher with her slender and powerful palm.
Furuya Rei always felt that something was wrong. According to the organization's style, even if Miyazaki grew up in the organization, he was now a petri dish experiment. Such an important place should not use the security system he set up, unless...
A very bad thought emerged in his mind and Furiya Rei's eyelids twitched. No, he comforted himself in his heart, Miyazaki was still texting with him yesterday, he will definitely be fine.
Although Curacao is a woman, her mind is not as meticulous as Furuya Ling. At this moment, she only wants to destroy the organization. Seeing the progress so smoothly, she couldn't help but say excitedly, "Lord Brandy is really amazing! Thanks to him, we can be so successful."
As they talked, they had already cleared the inner circle of the laboratory and officially entered the core part.
This time, there was a problem with the strategy provided by Miyazaki Ren.
"Beep, beep--" A sharp alarm sounded, Curacao and Furutani Zero looked at each other, and the tough battle began.
"All teams, pay attention. Everyone be on alert!" Furiya Rei ordered into the earphone.
"Received. The first and second teams have surrounded and cleaned up the first and second floors of the laboratory." Kazami Yuya synchronized through the headset.
"On the underground level, 60% of the bombs of the Hagiwara team have been cleared."
"Team Zero has reached the core area of the second floor below, requesting support." Fūya Rei reloaded bullets for Tekikura, and with a "bang" he took down another attacker in a black suit, and said breathlessly and appealingly.
Curacao next to them was not in a much better situation at this time. Even though the two of them were very capable, they could not withstand the opponent's large numbers and would be exhausted to death.
"Got it, we'll be there soon, please hold on a little longer."
There was the sound of fierce gunfire coming from the earphone, and it seemed that they had encountered a strong opponent.
"Huh..." Curacao leaned against the wall and let out a long breath, "It's finally solved."
Fūya Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked around vigilantly and thought, should he continue to move forward or wait for support to arrive? If he didn't act quickly, it was very likely that the organization's people would destroy the evidence and take away the core data, and their operation would fail.
"Curaçao, can you still hold on? Keep going?"
Curacao twisted his neck and showed an arrogant smile, "Of course, I grew up in the organization, this level is completely ok."
After a short rest, the two of them broke through the core security with unstoppable force. In the end, there was only a blond man standing in front of them. He had a sinister look and fierce eyes. He was the code name member of the organization, Ireland.
"I was wondering who the little mouse was. Turns out it's you, Curacao, Bourbon. Stop hiding. Why are you here?" Ireland's eyes were like a knife.
Curacao did not answer. Rather than probing back and forth, she chose to fight directly. She bent her legs slightly, exerted force on her toes, and in the next second she was in front of Ireland.
She punched extremely fast, with a "swish" sound, and her strength was evident.
Ireland's fighting skills were obviously excellent. He kept one arm in front of him to block, and with the other hand, he clenched his fist and hooked his hand, attacking Curacao's abdomen.
Curacao twisted his body to avoid the punch, changed his fist into a palm and grabbed Ireland's arm. Using this as a starting point, he jumped and spun in the air, wrapped his legs around Ireland's neck, and tried to strangle him to the ground.
While the two men were fighting each other here, on the other side, Fūya Lingji raised his hand and quickly fired two shots into the darkness, and then a muffled groan was heard from the place where the shooting occurred.
"Long time no see, Cohen." Furiya Ling narrowed his eyes, his face was cold, "Although I am a member of the intelligence team, unfortunately, my sniping skills are also very powerful."
Cohen still looked honest and dull. His original plan was for Ireland to attract everyone's attention, and he would lurk in the darkness and take the opportunity to snipe. He didn't expect Furuya Rei to be so sharp.
After weighing for a minute, Cohen put down his gun and raised his hands, "I surrender." His biggest goal was to survive, and now the situation seemed to have no chance of winning. Japanese law rarely sentenced prisoners to death, so he could save his life by surrendering directly.
Ireland was so angry at his action that he slowed down his movements by a second, and was hit by Curacao's punch, causing his eyes to turn black.
After finding the hidden person, Rei Furiya stepped forward, removed Cohen's shoulder joint, and handcuffed him.
"Mr. Fūya, we have completely taken control of the laboratory. We are here to support you now." Kazami's voice came through the earphone.
"Okay." Furuya Rei first responded to his subordinates, then he raised his wooden basket, pointed it at Ireland, and said in a sharp voice, "Don't move. The laboratory has been completely controlled by us. Now put down your weapons and raise your hands, otherwise you will be killed on the spot."
Curacao stepped back to his side. After Cohen's hand joints were removed, his two hands hung limply in front of him like noodles. His right arm was also hit by a bullet and was bleeding continuously. "I request that I be sent to the hospital now. I still want to live."
Ireland doesn't want to die either, but his situation is different from Cohen's. His adoptive father Pisk is still in the hands of Karasuma Renya. If he fails, his adoptive father will definitely be implicated.
"I surrender." Ireland raised his hands and walked slowly towards the two men. The next moment, he took out a pistol from his pocket and was about to shoot them.
But Furiya Rei is no pushover. As soon as Ireland made some unusual movements, he immediately knocked Ireland's hand off with a single blow.
Curacao obviously knew more about the inside story. She looked at Ireland and said, "The police have already rushed to that gentleman's residence. Ireland, surrender. Pisco will be fine."
Ireland smiled bitterly. As the leader of the action team, he was obviously not as trusted by Karasuma Renya as the previous leader Gin, so he only had a vague understanding of many things. "No, Curacao, you are wrong. That gentleman will be fine because he holds the treasure that everyone dreams of."
"You are wrong, Ireland. If you are talking about those senior officials, then I can tell you seriously that they have all fallen into a coma. This is all the work of Lord Brandy. I am afraid they will not care about Karasuma Renya now."
Although Curacao doesn't know how Brandy did it, it doesn't stop her from flattering her.
When Ireland heard this, his expression suddenly became strange, "Brandy?"
"Yes." Curacao said proudly, "This operation was so smooth thanks to the intelligence provided by Lord Brandy. So surrender, Ireland, open this door, and let us completely destroy this base. Maybe we can reduce your sentence by a few years."
Blocking them was a silver-white door, which must contain the organization's most core secrets. However, this part was not included in the strategy given by Miyazaki Ren, so they had been dealing with Ireland for so long, just to get him to open this door.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Yuya Kazami brought all the police to support.
Ireland looked at them and finally realized that the situation was hopeless. He looked at Curacao deeply and said, "I hope you won't regret it."
The way to open the door is very complicated. Among the people here, only Ireland has this right. After a series of checks and inspections, the silver-white door slowly opened.
"Click!" Ireland turned on the light, and the room was completely revealed to everyone.
"This, this is!" Yuya Kazami exclaimed with a trembling voice.
There was a huge glass container in the middle, with a handsome young man with his eyes closed floating in it. He was surrounded by transparent liquid and the air was filled with a pungent smell of formalin.
The young man was naked with his limbs stretched out. Compared with his peaceful face, his skull had been cut off and all the parts above his eyebrows had been artificially processed. What was even more horrifying was that the young man's internal organs had also been taken out, leaving nothing inside.
People could see his ribs through his open abdomen. There were purple spots of varying sizes on his skin, which glowed seductively in the transparent liquid.
The young man was none other than the long-missing Miyazaki Ren. Just by looking at his body, everyone present could feel the heart-wrenching pain. It was hard to imagine what he had endured in his lifetime.
"Miyazaki?!"
"Lord Brandy?!"
Furuya Rei and Curacao shouted out loud.
Curacao rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She ran to the glass and stared at the person inside, trying to make out that this person was not the Lord Brandy whom she admired and respected. But it was all in vain. This person was indeed the long-lost Brandy.
Furiya Rei hunched over, the great sorrow making it difficult for him to breathe. A layer of bluish-gray appeared on his face and water vapor kept flowing out of his eyes. He couldn't believe that his once lively friend would lie silently in the cold liquid without even a complete body.
"Hehe." He opened and closed his mouth but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Yuya Kazami stepped forward and supported him, "Mr. Fūya!"
Furutani Rei pushed away the hand extended by his subordinate and supported his knees with both hands. Because he used too much force, his nails pierced into the flesh, leaving a circle of fingerprints around his knees and bright red blood slowly flowing out.
"Kazami, carry Miyazaki out, find something to pack him up, and tell everyone present to keep it a secret. No one is allowed to tell anyone!" Reason suppressed the sadness. Furuya Rei knew that now was not the time to vent his emotions. He had to resolve everything as soon as possible.
Moreover, Hagiwara is still outside, and Miyazaki probably doesn't want them to know his situation. Staying in this place for even a minute longer will make Furuya Rei sick, and Miyazaki must be extremely disgusted too.
Leave here, take him away from here, he remembered Miyazaki Ren's request, this is Aomori, very close to Ringo Town, he wants to take him home.
"Zero, I've cleared the bombs here and am coming to see you now." The voice of Kenji Hagiwara rang in the earphone!
"No need!" Fang Guling stopped him.
"Hmm?" Hagiwara Kenji had a bad feeling in his heart, "Did something happen?"
Fūya Rei realized that he had lost his composure. He paused for a moment, adjusted his tone and said, "It's okay. We'll soon solve the problem here. Hagiwara, you and your team will meet us outside."
Fearing that he would not be able to control his emotions and would reveal more, Furutani Rei hung up the call.
After Yuya Kazami had instructed all the police officers present to keep the secret, he found the tools and violently destroyed the glassware.
Ireland stopped him, "Let me do it, this kind of glass is the experimental material of the organization and cannot be destroyed from the outside."
He walked to the operating table, pressed a button, and entered the password. The liquid in the glass container flowed out from the pipe and dispersed. The container turned from vertical to horizontal, the glass opened, and Miyazaki Ren's body lay inside.
Furuya Rei bent down and hugged his friend. His friend's body was already weightless, like the last cherry blossom in late spring. "Miyazaki, I'll take you home."