Chapter 29 Second Update
[Countdown 9 minutes and 59 seconds]
Kitahara Yuki half-closed his eyes, his whole body sunken in the sofa, his off-white sweater draped loosely on his body. He yawned, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Are you sleepy?" Amuro Toru naturally adjusted the collar of Kitahara Yuki's sweater to cover the delicate skin of his clavicle that was exposed due to the large movements.
Kitahara Yuki did not answer, his dark eyes stared at Amuro Toru without blinking, there was a kind of innocent coldness when he looked at people with empty eyes.
"Three seconds, you tapped your head three times, you are sleepy." Amuro Toru said his discovery with a normal expression.
[Countdown 8 minutes and 57 seconds]
"Everyone, we'll take our leave first." Toru Amuro turned to Shuichi Akai and said, "I'll hand over the remaining details to you later."
He didn't wait for Shuichi Akai's answer, but took Kitahara Yuki's wrist and walked towards the car.
Open the door, squeeze in, close the door, all in one go. Toru Amuro
, who was sitting in the driver's seat, just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the co-pilot's voice with a strong
sense of fatigue, "I remember you owe me a car race." "Aren't you sleepy?" Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and looked at Kitahara Yuki, who was still listless. The latter looked like he could fall asleep in a second.
"This car smells bad, with an unpleasant smell of cigarettes. I don't want to sleep here."
- Coquettish kid, Toru Amuro thought.
[Countdown 5 minutes and 19 seconds]
"It will take four minutes."
Oh, Amuro Toru was talking about the time it would take to reach the Trojan Apartment.
Kitahara Yuki nodded, looking gloomy, "I can still hold on for five minutes."
The roar of the engine cut through the silent night, and the sudden acceleration made Kitahara Yuki sober for a moment.
At first, he just wanted to take advantage of the slight sleepiness that Amuro Toru already had, so as to achieve the goal of returning to the Trojan Apartment in a short time. Later, he realized that the overwhelming sleepiness had come, and it should be the effect of the cold medicine he had taken not long ago.
Compound paracetamol capsules contain chlorpheniramine maleate, which can cause drowsiness.
"We're at the Trojan Apartment, 3 minutes and 59 seconds." Amuro Toru pulled the handbrake, pulled out the key, and opened the driver's door.
[System, the drop location is my bedroom, switch to vest No. 2 (Sugawa Rin)]
[Countdown 1 minute and 18 seconds]
Toru Amuro came to the passenger seat, opened the door and saw Kitahara Yuki who claimed that he could hold out for five minutes but had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"You are really sleepy."
The fragmented voice entered the eardrum, and suddenly disappeared completely.
[Kitahara Yuki] who successfully switched to the Sugawa Rin vest blinked. The visual height of at least 180cm made him a little uncomfortable. He glanced at the door of the apartment.
According to Toru Amuro's speed and considering the weight of the main body, he still has two minutes.
Turn on the system light screen and switch to the Sugawa Rin interface.
[Vest No. 2: Rin Sugawa] [Shaping value 30%]
[Nationality: Russia]
[Age: 25]
[Intelligence: 80 (100 full)]
[Strength: 95 (100 full)]
[Agility: 95 (100 full)]
[Spirit: 95 (100 full)]
[Constitution: 95 (100 full)]
[Skills 1, Fighting (100% mastery) 2, Use of wooden warehouse machinery (100% mastery)]
[Tags: 1, Childhood training 10 years ago 2, Mafia]
[Background 10 years ago is being generated, will be unlocked in 30 days, countdown 59 days 23 hours 59 minutes]
[Kitahara Yuki]'s eyes stayed on the last line of bold font for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses.
Time is running out, and Amuro Toru will reach the door in 30 seconds.
Without any pause, he opened the second drawer of the entrance cabinet, pulled out a wire, opened the door, and left two inconspicuous scratches on the keyhole.
His fingertips gently stroked the iron door lock, and after hearing footsteps coming from the stairs, he quickly closed the door and stood not far away facing the door.
The thumping sound of heels hitting the ground came from far away, and the crisp sound made [Kitahara Yuki] imagine Toru Amuro carrying his body on his back.
The public security officer with light blond hair would stop in front of the door. He would notice the two fine scratches on the keyhole, and according to his habit, he would extend his right hand and gently stroke the two marks with the tip of his right thumb.
His expression would suddenly turn serious, his muscles tense, and danger radar would scream in his head.
He noticed an unusual temperature at the keyhole.
——Someone broke into the lock, not long ago.
——The traces are very shallow, and the guy’s lock-picking skills are very good.
——There is someone in the house.
These three clues and the sleeping Kitahara Yuki will make him give up the idea of breaking in.
[Kitahara Yuki] closed his eyes and analyzed the next move based on Amuro Toru's habits and personality.
He opened his eyes suddenly and turned his scarlet eyes to the bedroom balcony.
The curtains swayed slightly, but there was no wind at the moment.
——Toru Amuro returned to his room, put down his body, and invaded the bedroom through the balcony.
The air was stagnant, with a tense and heavy feeling.
According to Toru Amuro's personality, he could even wait half an hour before speaking, but [Kitahara Yuki] obviously did not have as much patience as the public security.
The cold voice rang out in the quiet space, irritating the eardrums and bringing a chill.
"Come out, 32 degrees southeast."
The fragmented moonlight illuminated a corner of the room and fell on the young man with black hair and red eyes.
The young man was tall and handsome, and when he looked at people with his eyes downcast, there was a kind of coldness of a wooden man and a stone heart. His right hand was hidden in the pocket of his black windbreaker, holding something. Judging from the outline, it was a wooden bag.
The curtains began to shake irregularly, and a rustling sound came out, followed by Toru Amuro's careless voice.
"Relax." Toru Amuro walked out of the darkness, the darkness covering half of his face, and it was impossible to tell his expression.
He opened the refrigerator skillfully, turned around and asked the black-haired, red-eyed young man who was standing upright, "What do you want to drink, juice or coffee?"
[Kitahara Yuki] did not answer immediately. His mind flashed through the drinks in the refrigerator, including orange juice, black coffee, and bitter melon juice that was freshly squeezed not long ago and placed in a cold water bottle.
"Bitter melon juice, this is my habit, and he still remembers my habit."
The words that seemed to be a declaration of sovereignty made Toru Amuro narrow his eyes, let out a very light sneer, and kept moving to find a glass.
The green juice flowed down the cold water bottle, hit the wall of the glass, and was pushed in front of [Kitahara Yuki]'s eyes.
[Kitahara Yuki] didn't answer. He stared at the bitter melon juice for a long time before he said with certainty, "You know me."
"Yes, Xiao Xing told me about you, Sugawa-kun."
Amuro Toru sat on the sofa chair, unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt with his right hand, revealing his honey-colored chest. His light golden hair was scattered on his forehead and was lifted to the back by a slender hand. The temperament of a beast in human clothing came over him.
Subconsciously, [Kitahara Yuki] turned his face away and tapped the table lightly with his right hand fingers.
——This guy's Honey Trap is really foul!
——Also, why call me Xiao Xing!
[Rin, come on, I... I'm a little sleepy! ]
After three seconds, another voice came from my mind.
[…Okay]
After Kitahara Yuki was completely conscious, Rin Sugawa opened her eyes, and her scarlet and cold eyes slowly turned to Amuro Toru, like a beast ready to attack.
His voice was extremely low, giving people a sense of oppression for no reason, "Don't think about him."
"Who are you to him? You are not qualified to say that." Amuro Toru smiled, he crossed his arms and stared coldly at the man whose temperament suddenly changed. He
was cruel and deep, obviously not a good person.
Did Rin Sugawa deceive Kitahara Yuki with that innocent look just now?
What a good acting!
Isn't Kitahara Yuki a psychology expert who can see through people's hearts? When he met Rin Sugawa, he became a blind idiot?
The two people's eyes met in the air, and then they quickly withdrew their eyes with a sullen face.
"I have no obligation to prove to you my relationship with him."
Sugawa Rin stood up suddenly, his boots making a dull sound on the floor, and he walked straight to the bedroom, skillfully opened the third drawer from the top of the bedside table, took out a gift box, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Amuro Toru had an impression of this gift box, inside was a ruby cufflink, the color was almost exactly the same as Sugawa Rin's eyes.
Sugawa Rin did not answer his question directly, but used actions to explain her importance to Kitahara Yuki.
Haha -
so, Kitahara Yuki swiped his card, spent 1.81 million yen to buy a wallet to hold Sugawa Rin's photos, and spent 3.1 million yen to give that guy a ruby cufflink?
Very good!
Amuro Toru gritted his teeth and pursed his lips into a straight line, then regained his composure when Sugawa Rin's eyes swept over him.
"Where is he?" Sugawa Rin asked.
He is in the next room.
Kitahara Yuki lay on the bed with lifeless eyes, covered with the quilt that the blonde police officer had covered before, and resting his head on the other's pillow, with the familiar breath tightly wrapping him.
This made his brain crash, like a stuck videotape, and all he could see was the image of Amuro Toru unbuttoning his shirt.
The honey trap was really unfair!
He buried his head in the pillow abruptly, but the familiar breath at the tip of his nose made him jump up suddenly like a frightened cat.
No, it's too close.
Kitahara Yuki's not-so-strong control desire didn't want to be stained by other smells. Until the sudden sound of the door opening, he instantly became quiet and lay down pretending to sleep.
"Tut——"
is the sound of heels hitting the ground.
The sound is not as loud as leather shoes, nor as light as casual shoes, but somewhere in between the two, it is the sound of boots hitting each other.
The person who came seemed to be rolling in the wind and snow, and the sudden chill made Kitahara Yuki's eyelashes tremble slightly. An arm passed through his neck and easily lifted him up.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made him suddenly stiff, but the closeness of the soul made him relax in a second.
——It was Sugawa Rin.
Kitahara Yuki slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of ruby-like eyes with a smile.
"We finally meet." A sigh-like tone came out of the man's mouth, his eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that the current situation made him very satisfied.
Kitahara Yuki's eyes fell on the red corners of Sugawa Rin's mouth and cheeks, frowning and asking: "Are you injured?"
Sugawa Rin did not answer, but a cold snort came from not far away, and the burning gaze pierced Kitahara Yuki's body. He followed the gaze and saw Amuro Toru with an indifferent face.
"You care about him a lot." Amuro Toru's tone was very calm, without even a trace of fluctuation. He seemed to be talking about how good the weather was today.
But the sensitive Kitahara Yuki felt a chill on his back for no reason, a sense of tranquility that a storm was about to come.
His eyes went back and forth between Amuro Toru and Sugawa Rin's obviously injured faces, and he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Did you fight?"
"No!"
They said in unison.
"We bumped into each other!"
They said in unison again.