Toru Amuro did not sit in the room waiting to die.
The first time is new, the second time is familiar. When Kamiya Tetsuya was still unconscious, he once again slipped to the surface of the base and got some self-defense weapons from the armory.
Two German Walther PPKs, the most common pistols in the organization, were loaded with bullets; a dagger was also brought, and a smoke bomb and a grenade were also brought. However, because the latter was powerful and not suitable for use in the area, Amuro Toru was also thinking about his return before loading it.
Toru Amuro's close combat skills are not bad, but he rarely shows his abilities in the organization. Instead, his shooting performance is gradually improving.
He wanted to put on two more bulletproof vests, but seeing that he had to go through surveillance, he gave up.
At this moment, the blond undercover took out a pistol and a dark vest from the box and put them on, hiding the dagger in his calf. His fever was sobered up by the cold water, and his mind was extremely excited.
There were only two bottles of repair solution in the nutrient bottle, which he kept close to his body, and the rest of the things that were used for torture were smashed by him.
According to Toru Amuro's observation, it takes some time for the repair fluid to take effect, and during this period, Kamiya Tetsuya has never stayed awake, so in the current situation, he cannot use it.
Toru Amuro quickly untied the restraints on Tetsuya Kamiya, but when he touched the collar around his neck, he felt stuck.
The collar was metallic in sheen, with a battery embedded inside that released enough electricity to paralyze the body, making it tingling to the touch. In addition, it was too tight, and the only way to open it was through fingerprint verification.
Amuro Toru tortured the two men, but nothing happened except leaving two red marks on the latter's pale neck.
The white-haired young man coughed twice and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, looking a little weak.
Amuro Toru stopped apologetically and said, "Sorry, I can't solve this."
This is going to be a miracle if I can't figure it out, Kamiya Tetsuya complained in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "Never mind - give me the whip."
Amuro Toru followed his gaze and pursed his lips subconsciously.
The short whip was about the length of an arm, as thick as a thumb, and was dark black in color with some undried blood on it. It was obvious who the blood came from.
He wanted to ask what he was going to do. Kamiya Tetsuya couldn't use weapons in this situation, but Amuro Toru couldn't say it.
Kamiya Akiaki can use a short whip, and his fighting power is not low. When Amuro Toru came to help him last time, the former whipped a hidden weapon flying in the air and deflected it.
Now is no time to waste, so the blond young man paused, quickly took out the short whip and handed it to Kamiya Tetsuya.
With a "snap" sound, the whip fell with a crisp sound, and both of them were startled.
The white-haired young man lowered his head consciously, as if it had nothing to do with him. He stared at his powerless left hand with some curiosity.
The white and slender fingers were covered with blood stains. I don’t know if it was because they were broken and repaired many times that they looked a little distorted. The nails were bloody and the original appearance could not be seen.
If Tetsuya Kamiya was angry or expressed dissatisfaction, Toru Amuro would feel better, but seeing the former's complete indifference, the blond young man felt a buzzing in his head.
Amuro Toru felt like there was a ball of cotton in his throat. He changed the subject with some difficulty: "I'll carry you on my back and we'll go straight away."
"You have a bandage, right? Or some other kind of strap." Kamiya Tetsuya said, "Tie it around my hand."
Amuro Toru didn't know why he was so persistent, but he still did it and quickly entangled the whip with his wrist.
At this moment, the sound of a door opening was heard outside, and the only staircase leading to the upper floor collided with the high heels, making a crisp sound, and the slightly hoarse hum of a mockingbird was heard.
Here it comes!
Amuro Toru's heart sank, and he whispered, "Senior, I'll go deal with her first, please wait for me for a while."
Kamiya Tetsuya said calmly: "Mockingbird is a professional intelligence member, and she is also good at physical training. If you fight her directly, if you don't kill her with one blow, she will definitely spread the information. Once it attracts Gin and others, it will be even more troublesome."
"So what do we do?"
Amuro Toru unknowingly followed the rhythm of Kamiya Tetsuya, who acted too familiar and calm, as if nothing would happen as long as he was there.
"Did you bring smoke bombs?"
The white-haired young man raised his arms towards him, and Amuro Toru walked over and carried the incredibly light young man on his back.
This weight is completely out of the normal weight for a man. Amuro Toru even suspected that he did not even reach 60kg.
As his thoughts turned, a cold and bloody smell came over his back, and Amuro Toru said softly, "I understand."
"Almost there, run to the left."
Hearing the footsteps approaching, Amuro Toru bit the pull ring with his teeth and threw it out of the iron gate. When the smoke began to fill the air, he kicked forward with his right foot and rushed straight to the left passage like a strong cheetah.
He had checked this secret passage and found that there was a staircase on the far right that led to the outside world, but Tetsuya Kamiya said there was a way, so he naturally chose to believe it.
At this moment, the mockingbird's screams also came out through the smoke. The high-heeled shoes were thrown out by the killer and landed on the ground with a crisp collision. The alarm sounded immediately, and the buzzing sound pierced directly into the eardrum and entered the brain.
Amuro Toru rushed forward, but was stopped when he passed a smooth wall: "Bring the nameplate here, there is a button on the back, the password is 703."
Amid the noise, the young man's slightly hoarse and weak voice was close to Amuro Toru's ear, allowing the latter to receive some hints. Amuro Toru almost rushed too far and quickly stepped back to turn the button.
This is a secret door in a safe. If you come here without knowing it, even if you find the button, you will have to try it many times.
The mockingbird's angry and defeated voice sounded behind him, accompanied by the sound of a gunshot: "Liqueur! I will never let you go!"
Toru Amuro turned the button, revealing a narrow door with a black seam. The door moved back on its own, leaving a dark hole. Looking straight ahead, he saw a long ladder with moonlight shining on the top, which became the only signpost.
He breathed a sigh of relief and tread carefully in the darkness.
The door closed behind him. Although it was unknown how long it would take for the mockingbird to find this place, it could be considered a delay for the time being.
At this moment, he heard the young man on his shoulder muttering, "Bourbon is here, why is he staring at me?"
The smoke bomb just thrown was thrown by Ben Ben: "..."
Amuro Toru couldn't help but call out, "Kamiya Tetsuya?"
"Ah." Such a weak and salty fish tone.
After getting a positive answer, Toru Amuro didn't know what to say for a moment.
He thought Kamiya Akiaki was in command, but it turned out to be Geben who was in charge. Suddenly, he felt unreliable.
Well, don't think so. Kamiya Tetsuya is not bad in himself, not to mention that Kamiya Akiaki has been patient for so long, it is reasonable to return the body to him after the protagonist wakes up.
Amuro Toru was thinking wildly in his mind, and he walked quickly to the long stairs. Looking up, he saw a dark blue circle.
The sounds outside became clearer and clearer, including shouting, running, and gunfire, all of which indicated that the confrontation between the police and the organization had already begun.
Amuro Toru shook his increasingly dizzy head, held Kamiya Tetsuya with one hand, and whispered, "Senior, do you have the strength to hold on to me? Let's climb up first."
Kamiya Tetsuya said quietly: "What if there is none?"
Toru Amuro: “…” Although this answer is reasonable, for some reason, he feels that the script should not be written like this.
Tetsuya Kamiya has a very magical charm. No matter what the occasion, once he opens his mouth, the atmosphere will change in another strange direction.
Amuro Toru exhaled, feeling his nerves relax a little from being tense to the point of snapping. He said, "If not, I will try to lift you up."
The scene was somewhat bizarre.
Soon, Amuro Toru felt a slightly strong smell of blood coming into his nose and a cool touch around his neck.
Kamiya Tetsuya put his left hand around his neck, hanging down somewhat powerlessly. The short whip tied to his wrist became his only support. He bit the whip and said vaguely, "Go ahead."
Amuro Toru was shocked by his unusual behavior, and carefully released his hand and held the ladder.
It was estimated that this secret passage had not been visited for a long time. The ladder, which was a bit old, had a strange sticky feeling when touched. The iron spikes on it had exploded and pierced my bare hands, causing a trail of blood.
Toru Amuro tried hard to steady his body and climbed up quickly.
It takes a lot of long steps to get to the room from the stairs, but now it seems unreal.
When the ladder reached the middle, they seemed to hear groans from nails falling off. Amuro Toru estimated that at this height, if the ladder broke directly, they would not die from the fall, but it would be absolutely impossible for them to climb up with bare hands.
The smell of blood at the tip of his nose became stronger and stronger. Kamiya Tetsuya had too many wounds on his body. Even though he had not moved vigorously, the wounds gradually broke open, leaving Amuro Toru's back sticky.
But the person concerned remained silent, as if he was not hurt at all.
Amuro Toru turned his head slightly and saw those golden eyes of varying depths, but could not tell any emotion from them.
"Crack--" Another nail broke, and the ladder swung outward to the left. Amuro Toru quickly grabbed the iron rod on the right side to steady himself.
Just as he relaxed his breath, the sound of the machine starting up was heard, along with rapid breathing, and the mockingbird's high-pitched voice echoed in the space: "Liqueur!"
"Bang--"
The bullet flew straight toward the two people hanging on the ladder.
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"Damn it." Zhu Fu Jingguang let out a foul breath. The fierce gunfire around him made his temples throb. An inexplicable feeling of tension lingered in his heart, making him anxious involuntarily.
This was the third place he and Shuichi Akai had searched separately, and not only did he not find Tetsuya Kamiya and Toru Amuro, he didn't even see a single member of the organization he recognized.
All the researchers were paralyzed by fear, and then there was a monster hidden in a glass jar.
Thinking of those experimental subjects who were destroyed beyond repair by various cruel and outrageous research, Morobu Kagemitsu couldn't help feeling nauseous.
He looked at the subjects who had lost their bodies but still had pain in their eyes. He could do nothing but take out his pistol and free them.
On the table were the experimental subject data and their research projects. With just a few words, they could torture a living person into a beast in just a few months.
The law is above all else, and he will not kill those helpless researchers.
Zhu Fu Jingguang swallowed with sour water in his mouth, tears in his eyes, and it felt like a piece of burning flame was embedded in his chest, sizzling and catalyzing his original rationality.
The more I understand, the more heartbroken I feel, and the angrier I become.
Tetsuya Kamiya, Liqueur, the most widely known experimental subject in the organization.
How much unimaginable pain did the previous generations suffer in order to be able to stand in front of them alive?
But being close to the light does not mean salvation. Kamiya Tetsuya has never been freed, but the torture has become more severe.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind flashed back to the bloody video, with every detail in it vividly in his mind, as if he was standing at the scene, standing at the executioner's perspective, watching his predecessor being tortured.
Watching Liqueur's blood gushing out of his body, his body temperature and life were lost at the same time. The blood wet his cheeks and hair, and seeped into his dark sweatshirt, turning it into an even darker color.
He coughed hard, blood foam overflowing from his lips, like the soft foam on the sea in the early morning.
Those light golden eyes were stained with blood, reflecting the face of Zhu Fu Jing Guang.
The sound of broken glass exploded in the ears of Morobu Kagemitsu. The young man fell into hallucination and leaped back violently, avoiding Akai Shuichi's unceremonious punch. The FBI wearing a knitted cap said indifferently: "If you want to die here, keep going."
Morofu Jingguang looked at him and asked, "Have you found any clues?"
"No, we've already checked the laboratory to the west." Akai Shuichi reloaded his pistol and said, "For a while, no member of the organization showed up. There was someone named Rum sitting in the car. He swapped places with his confidant and probably entered the base in advance."
Morobushi Kagemitsu: "He behaves cautiously."
"We've searched the west and the east, and the only building left is that one." Akai Shuichi walked out quickly, ducked to avoid stray bullets, and shot a member of the sneak attack organization with his backhand.
Zhu Fu Jingguang followed him quickly, and the two of them cooperated tacitly, one in front and one behind, and walked to the last remaining building in the melee.
This building was really too ordinary, like an abandoned teaching building in a school, covered with a layer of dust. Two people were searching the rooms on the first floor with guns raised.
Suddenly, a bullet shot directly at Akai Shuichi at a tricky angle. The latter reacted very quickly, but was still scratched on the face by the bullet. Blood flowed along the scratch and dripped onto his shoulder.
Shuichi Akai stretched out his thumb to wipe off the blood, turned around and saw the silver-haired killer holding a gun and shooting. The latter stared at him with dark green eyes, full of murderous intent.
"Gin."
The first big fish appeared tonight.
Judging from his actions just now, he seemed to be going somewhere - what was there?
Akai Shuichi narrowed his eyes and quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.
——Toru Amuro has started to take action.
Gin looked at the two and sneered, "Akai Shuichi - a running dog of the FBI, Morobushi Kagemitsu - a running dog of the Public Security Bureau."
"I didn't expect you guys would have the courage to come back."
Morofushi Jingguang ignored his provocation, gin as the interrogation liqueur... First, he must know the latter's location, and the place where he just walked over, is there anyone he is looking for this time?
Akai Shuichi obviously thought of this as well, and whispered to him, "I'll deal with him, you go find 그."
Gin fired another shot, interrupting the two whispers. He sneered, "You can't even protect yourself, and you're still thinking about Liqueur's life?"
"I have to say, this kind of experimental subject is really special. No matter how you treat it, it won't go bad." Gin said his comments indifferently, "The shortcoming is that it is too dumb, and the interrogation is not straightforward enough."
"If you guys hadn't shown up, I would have at least been able to play until tomorrow."
"You——!" Zhu Fu Jingguang's pupils shrank, and he shot directly at Gin regardless of anything. However, because of excessive excitement, his body was shaking and the gun flew past the latter's neck.
His emotions had already reached a dangerous point, but he had no time to adjust.
Gin was very disdainful of his performance. He never understood where these people had so many unrelated bonds and feelings. He said, "Scotland, you are as weak as you were ten years ago."
"It's obvious that Liqueur doesn't care about the delicious food you cook. There is no bond between the two of you. I don't know what you are angry about."
Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth and said, "You heartless monster, you can't understand!"
"I don't need to understand." Gin said, "And Bourbon... that guy is also undercover, he just attacked a member of the organization and triggered the alarm - now Rum has chased him."
"It's not nice to say this, but that gentleman still makes mistakes sometimes."
The silver-haired killer said viciously: "Looking at you, Bourbon is your partner? A cop? Oh - then do you know how he treats liqueur? That guy is actually not a -"
A heavy punch followed by a dagger thrust, the FBI agent suddenly jumped up and slashed directly towards Gin's aorta. Akai Shuichi was as fast as lightning and showed no mercy.
Gin never let his guard down. He raised his elbow to block the attack and then used the butt of his gun to hit Akai Shuichi's weak spot. After a few quick moves, the two were evenly matched for the time being.
Both of them held guns in their hands, but neither of them could pull the trigger when the other attacked. For a moment, the scene returned to the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, with two hungry wolves biting each other, as if they were facing a fateful duel.
Taking a break, Akai Shuichi panted and said with unquestionable determination: "Ambush, go find them!"
Morofushi Kagemitsu: "I know!"
As early as the two of them started, he had already been observing the surrounding environment and eliminating other distractions. He rushed straight to a passage that was so hidden that it was almost invisible.
…
The bullet hit the wall, causing a mess of gravel. The smell of gunpowder filled his nose, reminding Amuro Toru that he had just had a close brush with death.
The moment he heard the gunshot, the blond young man suddenly changed his hands and swung to the other end of the ladder, forcibly dodged the bullet.
But this did not mean that the crisis was over. At this moment, he was in the middle of the ladder, and it was still a long way to go up. The mockingbird stood in front of him, as if shooting at a fixed target.
Just because he dodged it once doesn't mean he can do it the second or third time.
If Toru Amuro was alert, he could jump in directly and fight Mockingbird at close range. At that time, life and death were determined by fate, and he would have no regrets.
But he still has someone on his back who needs to be saved.
Kamiya Tetsuya is in a very bad situation now. Whether he is hit by the mockingbird or falls with him, he may fall into a coma directly, and the situation will be even more dangerous.
Toru Amuro was in a dilemma for a while.
The pistol in Mockingbird's hand is the same model as the one held by Amuro Toru, and can be loaded with a total of 5 bullets. Two bullets have just been dropped, so there are at least 6 bullets left. In this situation with extremely low visibility and with his back to the enemy, the probability of Amuro Toru dodging six bullets is almost zero.
Soon, with the mockingbird's happy laughter, three shots were fired in rapid succession. Amuro Toru quickly found a landing point on the ladder, but was still shot in the arm. He groaned, and blood flowed down his right arm, dripping onto his face with heat.
The blond undercover gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, if you hold on, I will definitely take you out."
The liqueur was apparently powerless, and blood, cooler than his body temperature, flowed down his lips and mixed with the hot blood flowing from his arm.
The white-haired young man bit the whip and said vaguely: "Keep going up, don't look back, I have a way."
Amuro Toru had an inexplicable bad feeling. He turned around in surprise, but before he could say anything, he saw the young man loosen his arms and fall straight towards him.
Although it was in a state of panic, Liqueur still twisted its body in a strange way and dodged the mockingbird's attack, like a swift flapping its wings against the sea, with an indescribable momentum.
The object of Mockingbird's hatred is liqueur. When the latter takes the initiative to fight, the bourbon hanging on the ladder has no appeal. If Amuro Toru goes up now, he can easily escape.
Toru Amuro consciously wanted to jump over to help, but the high fever that had been lingering for a long time seemed to have found an opportunity and launched a fierce attack. His hands went limp and he almost fell down.
The gunshot wound on his arm continued to rupture after he exerted too much force. The dizziness caused by blood loss and the high fever made him unable to tell whether he was still conscious.
In this situation, jumping out will only cause more trouble, right?
Am I really going to die here?
Amuro Toru looked up and saw that the moonlight was still bright. They were still a few feet away from the faintest light.
"Liqueur!" The mockingbird's hateful voice broke the trance. Amuro Toru looked down sharply and found that the scene was not what he thought.
The young man, who was so weak that he couldn't even hold a whip, stood in front of the mockingbird and walked towards her slowly and steadily. Blood oozed from wounds somewhere and fell on her, like a blood-red mandala blooming as he walked.
The mockingbird held the gun. Although it was clearly in an advantageous position, it looked panicked.
She had no idea how powerful and terrifying the murderous aura was that was locking her down at this moment. It was as if she was being stared at by a ferocious beast that had just awakened. Even breathing was painful.
Damn it... Liqueur has turned into such a ferocious state, but he still has the ability to move.