Pixar: “Got it!”
At this time, the experimenter had already fed the medicine to Tetsuya Kamiya, who coughed a few times and slightly opened his eyes.
Karasuma Renya pressed a button, and the glass separating the two rooms disappeared. He walked in front of Kamiya Tetsuya and looked down at him.
The young man who had just come out of suspended animation looked weak and cowardly. He lay on the clean white operating table, with a heavy baffle blocking his chest to ensure that he could not sit up. To prevent the concealment of weapons, even the bandage on his wrist was taken away, leaving only drops of blood slowly falling from his fingertips to the ground.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't stand the glare of the light.
Karasuma Renya smiled happily, and he said slowly: "Liqueur... No, Kamiya Tetsuya, old friend, it's more comfortable for you to see it like this."
[Aaaaaaah!!!]
[Aaaaaaaaaa——]
[Battle-damaged Tetsuya prprpr! He’s not dead! I love him so much!! (nonsense)]
[Did Bacardi not do it? Shit! Turns out he didn’t do it. I’m so scared 깊5555]
[My mom asked me why I was kneeling down to read comics and crying TAT]
[It smells so good! ! Seeing 누哲也 wake up, I feel like my life is worth it! ! ! ]
[My question is, sisters, which cat is this Zheye cat? Is it Brother Zhaoming or Huijun? Is it him? Or is it another cat that has not appeared before?]
[Hiss——Good question, the petty old thief actually hid it from us, and it has come to this! Zheya, hurry up, quickly defeat the boss!]
[I’m sorry, I know you’re using your sword, but the boss is right in front of you, but Zheya smells really good, I couldn’t help but lick her face first]
[Count the debuffs that Zheya now has: iron hoops on his body (unable to stand up), battle damage on his hands, medicine fed by the boss, excessive blood loss. Can this counter-kill the boss who is hiding and still able to move? Can this counter-kill?]
[I think we shouldn't count on Tetsuya, let's hope for Tohru to drive a car and crash into them, Conan to blow up the factory with a football, or Akai to drive a Gundam directly...]
[But the boss just checked and there is no one around the factory...]
[Wuwuwuwu, my Zhebao, have you really been imprisoned by the boss for ten years? (Kneeling on the spot)]
[Zheya looks even weaker, but the old thief has painted his image in brighter tones, and the incandescent light makes the difference between light and dark clear]
[The boss is standing in the dark, and Tetsuya is lying on the side. According to the rules of the battle, this side will definitely lose, my family!]
[55555]
[Okay, I can’t continue writing this story.]
Kamiya Tetsu knew that this was the case. The law that villains die because they talk too much is universal in the two-dimensional world!
He narrowed his eyes and calculated the height of his next move, and said casually: "Karasumaru Renya, you are not dead yet. It's only a few years away, right?"
Karasuma Renya's mouth twitched with anger. He sneered, "Compared to me, you should worry more about yourself. You've fallen to this point because of a piece of cake. You're going backwards as you live."
"How does it feel to be betrayed by Bourbon? People aspire to be in higher places, and those people will never be influenced by your sweet talk."
Tetsuya Kamiya: “…” He really wanted to tell this old guy that half of the people in your organization are undercover.
He thought it was terrible.
Kamiya Tetsuya was too lazy to say anything, but the distance was not enough now. He had to wait for Karasuma Renya to get closer, so he said, "They have nothing to do with me!"
"What do you want to do?"
Karasuma Renya: "I won't kill you. The first generation of test subjects is too much, and Vermode is still useful. If you had completed the mission well, we wouldn't have taken this step."
"No, I'm a little curious. When I met you, you looked like this. Is your age before participating in the experiment accurate?"
Kamiya Tetsuya sneered: "You are curious, so why should I tell you? You only need to know one thing, that you will grow old and die, but I will not."
Karasuma Renya was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She was so angry that she swung her crutches forward, hitting the operating table with a crisp sound.
The two of them knew each other's pain, so it was natural that both would suffer if they started to curse each other, but the so-called thunder points of Kamiya Tetsuya were given by him for free, and Karasuma Renya simply could not hide his desire for immortality.
He gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell are you talking about!"
"I love your father." Kamiya Tetsuya cursed directly. The insults he learned on the forum were not just flattery. "Don't pretend to be a master in front of me with a cane. When your father was in society, you were still playing in the mud."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to have used up all his strength and coughed softly a few times, but he still looked at Karasuma Renya provocatively.
It had been a long time since Karasuma Renya had heard such vulgar language, and she almost died of anger.
After several rounds of negotiations, he probably discovered that when he talked to his companions about the experiment, Kamiya Tetsuya always looked completely indifferent, but when he touched on his sore spots, Kamiya Tetsuya always hit the mark.
He took a step forward, leaned down and stared into Kamiya Tetsuya's eyes, and said word by word: "I will figure it out sooner or later. Whether it takes ten or twenty years, don't even think about escaping."
"By the way, this should be your first time taking APTX701. How does it feel to be at the mercy of others?"
Kamiya Tetsuya's fingers hanging down beside the operating table moved slightly. He raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "I am also very curious about something. I wonder if you are interested in talking about it."
“You say.” Karasuma Renya frowned, suddenly looked around vigilantly, and held the cane tightly in her hand.
“#%￥%.” The young man opened his mouth slightly, seemingly too weak from blood loss, and even gasped for breath when he spoke.
Karasuma Renya couldn't hear clearly, but seeing that he looked like he was dying, he also wanted to go after him. He couldn't help but take a step closer, walked up to the young man, and said impatiently, "Say whatever you want to say, as soon as possible."
Kamiya Tetsuya smiled and said, "Nothing much, I just think that unscrupulous bosses should die!"
The blood-stained piano wire passed from below, and Kamiya Tetsuya suddenly raised his hand and pinched the other end of the piano wire. The tough and sharp piano wire pressed straight down between his hands, like the sharpest saw, cutting towards Karasuma Renya's approaching head.
Everything was done without any murderous intent, and when Karasuma Renya felt the hair on his neck growing cold, it was already a little too late.
The BOSS, who had a high combat power, retreated suddenly to avoid the first wave of attacks. When he wanted to make the next move, he found that the young man, who was originally weak and could die at any time, kicked him out suddenly and kicked his waist.
Following a muffled groan from Karasuma Renya, the world suddenly twisted for a moment, and strange colored squares appeared in front of Kamiya Tetsuya's eyes, spreading all over the world and quickly disappeared.
Without much time to think, Kamiya Tetsuya bent over and shrank out of the iron hoop like a nimble cat, wrapped his legs around Karasuma Renya's waist, and pulled the piano wire backwards.
Karasuma Renya's cloak and mask finally fell off at the critical moment of his life, revealing the face of a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He grasped the piano strings tightly with both hands, his eyes full of fear.
"Don't scratch randomly, or it will hurt." Kamiya Tetsuya laughed, wrestled with him, and whispered in his ear, "Let me tell you something, Bourbon and Scotch are actually undercover agents. In your organization, only old Rum is truly loyal to you."
Karasuma Renya made a "hehe" sound from his throat. His hand, which was bleeding from being strangled by the piano wire, showed white bones. He squeezed out a voice: "How can you still move..."
"Your medicine didn't work on me from the beginning." Kamiya Tetsuya sighed, "I actually acted very hard, right?"
Karasuma Renya's pupils suddenly shrank: "So you wanted to attack me from the beginning?"
He was shaking all over, sweat mixed with blood dripping down. Facing the threat of death, despite his high position and power, Karasuma Renya could not remain calm. He kept saying, "We can still talk. No matter what you want, I can satisfy you. You will be the one to do the experiments in the future. I can choose anyone you want..."
"Shut up, can't I be the boss myself?" Tetsuya Kamiya patted his cheek lightly with his hand, and the piano strings relaxed for a moment.
Karasuma Renya thought he had seized the opportunity, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He directly pushed back with his elbow, trying to break free from Kamiya Tetsuya's restraints, but he didn't expect that as his arm moved, the piano wire became entangled in his wrist bone.
Karasuma Renya looked down at this time and found that the piano string was not connected to the palm of his hand, but was deeply hidden in his flesh and blood. How could it be easily changed by a single movement?
He let out a sigh of despair: "Kamiya Tetsuya... I never thought you could be so cruel to yourself."
Tetsuya Kamiya felt that fighting this BOSS was a bit boring, and even not as interesting as fighting against the smaller monsters.
Karasuma Renya thought he was infallible, but he made a wrong calculation from the very beginning. The Miyano family never thought about serving the organization, let alone being loyal to him. Power has never been a means to convince people, not to mention that his power is not strong enough to cover the entire organization.
At least the information about Tetsuya Kamiya was forged from the beginning, and no one discovered it for decades.
"놚놆, if you let me eat and drink well and don't cause me any trouble, maybe I can be a good boss."
In the end, Karasuma Renya only heard this almost unremarkable soft complaint, and then he felt a thin piano wire coming from a distance, easily cutting his hand bones and slitting his throat directly.
“Pah.”
Blood slowly flowed down the operating table. Tetsuya Kamiya loosened his already silent body and casually smeared his bloody hands on his clothes. His hands were tied with bloody marks like piano wire, but they were not serious.
One end of the sharp piano wire was tied to the crow's ankle, while the other end was as thin as a thread. This wire, which varied in thickness from front to back, brought this "playing cards" to an end.
"What should I do now? Oh yeah, this BOSS doesn't seem to have any rewards." Kamiya Tetsuya was a little confused. He sat casually on the operating table, letting the strong smell of blood fill the entire room.
Although Karasuma Renya's medicine had no effect on him, the blood that flowed out was substantial. The young man, who was a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, yawned and actually felt a little sleepy.
He unbuttoned Karasuma Renya's jacket and pulled out a cell phone from his pocket.
Opening the address book on his cell phone, Tetsuya Kamiya looked at the densely packed contact numbers without any notes on the page and fell into deep thought.
After that, he now has no phone numbers of the people he misses, but he still has the phone numbers of the people he doesn't miss.
The young man rubbed the blood-stained phone against the white bed sheet and opened the input box.
No - call 110?
After thinking for a while with a stagnant mind, the first thought that came to his mind was whether he would be regarded as a suspect again this time.
Oh no——this must be the real murderer.
If it doesn't work, just pick a good one.
Kamiya Tetsuya sighed, picked a number blindly, and pressed the call button.
Suddenly, there was a very loud sound of glass breaking, and the world in front of Tetsuya Kamiya suddenly lost its color, like a black and white comic on a forum, it was divided into many small pieces, and then, the small pieces shattered one by one in front of his eyes, revealing a dark black hole.
The young man, covered in blood, looked dazed. He held the cell phone he had already dialed and suddenly began to fall.
Kamiya Tetsuya couldn't help but think dizzily - is this a case of breaking through the dungeon and directly revealing a BUG?