The flames burned quietly, and in the distance one could see a huge football suddenly shattering and scattering. The red team was zealously carrying out rescue activities, trying to compress the disaster scene into a simple fire.

——꺗Or end with a grand fireworks display.

The silver-haired killer in a black hat and black windbreaker leaned against his Porsche, with a cigarette casually tucked between his right hand. However, judging from the ashes that kept falling from his mouth, he was not as calm as he appeared.

“Tick-tick.”

The sound of steady footsteps was heard, and the black-haired Qingbo stretched out his hand to put on the windbreaker with some burnt corners, while walking towards Gin.

He looked a little irritable, but his irritability was soon washed away by a feeling of relaxation that was like "finally getting off work", and even his steps became much lighter.

The silver-haired killer frowned and checked the time - nine o'clock three.

"You're so slow." He sneered in a neutral tone.

"I feel like the movement is already very fast - you know how those people can cause trouble!"

The black wig was pulled off, and the two-color contact lenses were not pulled off directly, but I don’t know if it was the eyelashes or the contact lenses that were stained with dust, it didn’t look real.

Inside Kamiya No. 5 shell, Tetsuya Kamiya complained: "It was such a close call, Angus almost went to jail."

"It's great that Thief Kid's glider can't accommodate four people!"

It turned out to be the right decision to let Angus go down early.

Gin looked into the distance, his dark green eyes flashing with a hint of interest: "These policemen are really interesting... They tried their best to save you, and they even had connections with the thief. This is the collusion between the police and the criminals, right? Tsk."

"It's quite interesting." Kamiya Tetsu commented indifferently, "But at least I can be quiet for a while."

"You are still wanted. Remember to disguise yourself when you go to Germany."

Gin shook off his cigarette and said, "I know, but it's a pity that I didn't kill that FBI guy."

"He will have to go back to the United States sooner or later anyway. If you really want to do it, it will be more convenient to go to the United States." Kamiya Tetsuya thought for him, "At least you won't be caught by detectives. After all, those Japanese detectives are very sharp."

Detective?

Liquor actually said detective?

Doesn't he know what he usually does?

Even just now...

There was mockery in Gin's smile, but the target of his mockery was the policemen who were still celebrating their survival.

Although his naked eyesight did not allow him to see the entire scene clearly, he still watched for a long time as several people hung on the edge of the stage like a string of beads, performing a life-and-death crisis.

What Liquor did was as crazy as he planned, but it also showed how shrewd he really was.

After being covered up for so long, not only were they not influenced by those weak rats at all, but the police were also driven to the brink of madness.

In such a drama, all the waste traitors were cleaned out, all the people who were not pleasing to the eye were eliminated, and the organization was completely freed from the Golden Cicada shell. It was also calculated to the extreme.

He could jump from a building hundreds of meters high at will and get out of it safely. At least Gin didn't find any shock-absorbing device on him.

What's even more outrageous is that the police were forced to jump off the stage just to save his life.

The boss of a criminal organization has caused the Japanese police to be collectively worried and willing to sacrifice their lives for him. This is truly the joke of the century!

Gin was even somewhat thankful that he knew Liquor's temper inside out and was not deceived by his apparent innocence.

"I'll take this good show." Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, and the ashes fell and mixed with the ashes from the burning as he moved. "The body has been thrown into the fire - can we go now?"

Kamiya Tetsuya suddenly reacted and asked in a vigilant tone, "How many were lost?"

"Didn't you say that both were needed?" Gin frowned, "But your subjects didn't drop down at the same time. They were thrown away separately. With this fire, the surface features should be cleared quickly."

Tetsuya Kamiya turned around at the speed of light and rushed into the area that was still burning.

Gin: “……?”

After a while, Xianyu pulled out a charred and broken body from the sea of ​​fire and wrapped it up in his coat. His inner shirt was a little torn, with a lot of blood and black coal ash on it.

"One is enough." Kamiya Tetsuya coughed lightly to cover up. "It's normal for it to be crushed after falling from such a high place. It adds some information. The police don't have Angus's DNA data, so it won't be discovered."

Gin frowned deeply: "Not finding out is one thing, but what are you going to do now?"

At that time, Liquor told him to erase both the identities of "Kamiya Tetsuya" and "Organization Boss Angus" and completely separate himself from the police.

The organization is going to develop overseas, and then make a roundabout way to invade Japan when it is profitable. Logically speaking, it will not have any communication with Japan in the short term.

Therefore, Gin spent a lot of effort in searching for the bodies. He found two bodies of the same height and age, and then he had to deal with the hair transplants, the details of the injuries, and the bleeding from the fall, which took him a long time.

As a result, Kamiya Tetsuya has now found one of the bodies, and it looks like he is going to take it away directly.

Gin had an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart, so he took a step forward, grabbed Kamiya Tetsuya's cheek with his right hand, and pulled it to the side with his hands.

The feel in my hand was good, cool and bouncy, without any of the heat of the flames.

But - there were no red marks.

This means that Kamiya Tetsuya escaped as the experimental subject number five and has not yet changed his identity back.

Gin originally thought that this guy had changed his body and made it look like this in order to distinguish himself from Gin, the boss of the organization, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.

"What do you want to do?" His voice turned cold. "Don't tell me you've changed your mind!"

Kamiya Tetsuya was a little embarrassed for once. He didn't struggle when he was pinched on the face. He just said incoherently, "It was a little bit of an accident."

"explain."

Looking at Kamiya Tetsuya's drifting eyes, Gin thought of the police undercover who was so crazy that he was willing to jump off the stage to save Gin——Scott.

scotland.

Scotland, Green!

Gin said in disbelief: "...Don't tell me, you still want to eat the thing made by the mouse, right? Did he put poppy in it?"

Tetsuya Kamiya OvO: “…” Although there were other things in between, this was the main reason.

Damn it, is it his fault for wanting to eat the cake?! If Gin could make it so delicious, wouldn't it be okay if he didn't keep it?

So, this is indeed Gin’s problem!

The salted fish was upset inside, but on the surface he forced himself to put on a straight face and pretend that he didn't hear clearly.

Seeing Tetsuya Kamiya's suddenly choked expression, Gin understood.

He just felt like a nerve in his head snapped, and his desire to kill the boss became stronger.

A strong murderous aura suddenly burst out from the silver-haired killer, and even his dark green eyes turned cold, like a hungry wolf that found its prey.

But when he was about to take action, Salted Fish surrendered first.

Kamiya Tetsuya grabbed Gin's hand, and with both hands, he held down his right hand and laid it flat, and said very sincerely: "Let's go back first and then I'll explain it to you slowly, otherwise the police will come here later. Let's go!"

“It’s really exhausting!”

Seeing him change the subject, Gin took a deep breath and said, "Don't put this body in the car!"

"There's nowhere to put it. My coat isn't long enough to cover it."

The implication is self-evident, either put it directly in the trunk, or sacrifice your own coat and put it in the trunk.

You could just throw it somewhere else and leave.

White-haired blue: Stare——

Gin took a deep breath and put out his cigarette under the gaze of Tetsuya Kamiya.

He just didn't understand how Li 껻酒, who was so vindictive, could gain the trust and even respect of the police.

Are they all blind?!

………

After a while, Tetsuya Kamiya sat in the back seat. Without Vodka, even the Porsche seemed a lot emptier.

It's like a sled ride without sled dogs; even if you can slide on the snow, it would seem boring.

From some perspectives, Vodka can be considered a very successful member of the organization. At least he makes Gin and Tetsuya Kamiya miss him a lot at certain times.

Gin drove with a sullen face, ready to wait for Kamiya Tetsuya to explain.

Salted Fish closed his eyes, wondering how he had become like this.

Thinking about the overall plan, except for some personal changes, the rest of the goals have been achieved -

First, the organization's Golden Cicada escaped from its shell, and the Red and Black showdown was completely over. The organization did not suffer any losses except for discarding unnecessary pieces and data. In fact, it was more conducive to development because it hid deeper.

In the first chapter, the plot of the comic book came to an end, and he was no longer bound by the main plot, and he didn't have to worry about the plot killing. It can be said that the lives of Bacardi, Gin, and even Calvados were saved, and he himself did not suffer any losses in the battle.

That guy Vermode will just stay in prison. We can still recycle him when Shinichi and the others get old.

Thirdly, the Red Team's favorability in the forum is still full. As long as he doesn't drag Gin out shopping and clubbing, his image will be positive and he has a lot of room to maneuver.

Fourth...he is healthy and in good health?

All in all, his plan did not fail. The old thief was indeed entangled by him and forced to quickly end the main line without even the slightest chance to escape.

It can even be said that because of the overly dense main plot, there are fewer nonsensical speculations on the forum, and almost all comments are guided in the direction that Tetsuya Kamiya wants to see.

Just like a game architect, he sits aside and creates a brand new world and plot, arranging the fate of the "NPCs" in it - and also arranging the players' reactions.

Tetsuya Kamiya usually looks like a leopard snoring in the bushes. He may look like a cat, but once he attacks, his moves are deadly.

It’s just that he is really lazy, and laziness is a terminal disease for which there is no cure.

Therefore, the dream issue cannot really be blamed entirely on the old thief.

Kamiya Tetsuya did not think about how to let the Red team watch the game. He arbitrarily arranged the ending for himself, but that was all he arranged.

It's like a lousy client who only says that a certain effect needs to be achieved, but doesn't provide any information about the implementation process.

Because the old thief was constrained by more consciousness, all he could do was to use dreams to squeeze some roles for the red side. The only revenge was to give Morofushi Jingguang the correct dream.

Perhaps this is not revenge. His revenge is more reflected in blurring the time in the dream, retaining only the feature of the bell, making them mistakenly believe that the bell is the correct time and ignoring the uncertainty factor of the Phantom Thief Kidd.

This gave Zhu Fu Jingguang the opportunity to sprint.

Morofuku Kagemitsu...

Kamiya Tetsuya inexplicably recalled the conversation he had with the old thief that late night when he was furious, and the reason the latter told him about the forum binding him - "I want to give you a future."

Kamiya Tetsuya himself doesn't know what the future will be like.

Even though he has an organization and subordinates, Kamiya Tetsuya prefers to just watch from the sidelines, watching No. 5 work for him to make money and watching his subordinates running around under the constraints of the mission.

This was about him, but it could just as easily have been about nothing.

This form of isolating oneself from emotions is actually very dangerous. The most likely result is that Kamiya Tetsuya will get tired of living and die without any hesitation.