Chapter 52
This is not good news. If this matter is not resolved quickly, Toru Amuro's undercover career will suffer a setback.
Kitahara Yuki closed his eyes, entered the memory palace, and opened the virtual door from the 15th to the 17th. All the memories of these three days turned into frames of pictures, rolling back and forth in his mind.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and reached out to Toru Amuro, "Show me the prisoner's threatening text message."
"You probably don't know what it means when I hand you the mobile phone belonging to Rei Fukiya."
Toru Amuro clicked on her phone, opened the text message, and placed it on Kitahara Yuki's hand without any hesitation, staring at him with purple-grey eyes.
The black-haired young man sat obediently in the sofa chair and took off his black coat.
A light-colored low-necked sweater hung loosely on her shoulders, occasionally revealing her porcelain-white skin due to her movements, which shone with a radiant luster under the scattered sunlight.
"When you said this, , I know what your action means. "Kitahara Yuki calmly looked at Amuro Toru, and soon his attention was attracted by the other's raised legs.
There are many micro-expressions and actions that can represent tension, such as legs hooked "You look a little nervous .
Just now you used words to emphasize your trust in me. Are you trying to convince yourself?"
His eyes fell on the text message, but he didn't stop talking, his tone was firm.
"I thought you had enough trust in me after saving Kazami Yuya at the convenience store. Although the trust at that time was only based on 'I am a good person'.
But later on, you felt guilty for me because of Xiaoguang's incident, and then because of Sikawa Rin The incident caused by the photo makes your guilt reach its peak. “
The lips that are constantly opening and closing are simply more attractive than the flowing amber honey.
Toru Amuro withdrew his gaze, sat upright, and focused on his conversation with Kitahara Yuki.
"With the tacit understanding between us, you should have regarded me as a friend."
Kitahara Yuki stopped typing and looked up at Toru Amuro in the middle of his busy schedule. The blond police officer's expression was indifferent and his muscles were tense. This was a kind of He was on guard, hiding his emotions.
"To be honest, you and I are a perfect match. There aren't many people who can follow my way of thinking, but you are the only one who I feel is a perfect match with in spirit."
"Not even Hase Hikaru?" Amuro leaned forward, his purple-gray eyes fixed on Kitahara Yuki, making sure not to miss any of his subtle expressions.
"That's different."
Xiaoguang is his other soul.
Kitahara Yuki took out his cell phone and opened it. Pramiya's data pack, put the two phones side by side.
"Just now I thought you would take advantage of my guilt to ask me about the cause of my blindness. After all, this is the task assigned to you by Gin.
Your undercover plan requires Gin's trust, and this inducement can deepen Gin's interest in our relationship. Bad cognition. It will also prove your strength and allow you to move up a step in the organization. "
After a pause, Kitahara Yuki's eyes involuntarily looked towards the kitchen.
I've said too much. I'm thirsty. Coffee can't quench my thirst
.
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"I've already prepared for what you asked me. After all, I believe you must have seen the surveillance of 711 and found out that I took the initiative to go with Gin.
You actually controlled your strong desire to explore. This is " I didn't expect it."
"I'm in control. What do you think is the reason?" Amuro Toru gave Kitahara Yuki some time to think. He got up and walked to the kitchen.
When he came out, he was holding a glass
of water. The cup was placed in front of Kitahara Yuki. The sound of glass and wooden furniture hitting each other drew his attention back. The two glanced at each other briefly in the air, and then quickly separated.
Amuro Toru leaned slightly towards Kitahara Yuki. The distance between them was It allowed him to clearly see the fine hairs on the black-haired young man's face.
The broken warm sun in winter fell on Kitahara Yuki's fair skin, gently caressing her long eyelashes, which trembled slightly and sparkled.
"Because you regard me as your only friend."
This sentence was almost unconsciously spoken from Kitahara Yuki's mouth popped out, he looked at Amuro Toru in surprise, "I'm so honored, although you look like someone who is easy to get along with, but it is extremely difficult to be your friend.
" The same applies to you." Amuro Toru said calmly.
Kitahara paused.
Indeed, so far, besides Hase Hikaru and Sugawa Rin, only Amuro Toru could touch his heart.
If anyone else analyzed his inner thoughts so bluntly, he would have no hesitation in letting Sugawa Rin dig a deep hole, and he would be responsible for throwing the guy in, and Hase Hikaru would be responsible for filling it up. But now, Amuro Toru
is an exception.
"Before going to Urashima Taro's villa, you dared to talk to me like this, I will definitely teach you a lesson on the little things."
Amuro Toru smiled, "In fact, before going to Urashima Taro's villa, you had already taught me a lot on the little things. times."
Including but not limited to deliberately provoking Amuro Toru and watching his emotions fluctuate dramatically.
Kitahara Yuki blinked slowly and touched his neck subconsciously. Amuro Toru's words made him a little nervous and embarrassed. "You found out? But considering your sensitivity, it's only natural that you found out."
"So, Why can I do it after going to Urashima Taro's villa? "
Of course it's because Amuro Toru is the first person who has deceived him.
He likes this kind of evenly matched and sky-high tacit understanding.
However, these can't let Amuro Toru know, This will make the guy very proud and try to trap him again.
"I think I have a mental problem." Kitahara Yuki said calmly. After all, for a normal person, he would hate Amuro Toru's behavior.
Amuro Toru: ...
I feel like I'm being called a psycho.
"Okay. Now is not the time for friends to confide in each other." After typing the last word, Kitahara Yuki put the phone in front of Amuro Toru's eyes and said, "Take a closer look."
On the glowing screen, the memo recorded a series of words. , it looks densely packed, but it is clearly organized.
15th:
11:01 Received an invitation note from Shinya Irie.
20:28 Encountered the 711 murder incident.
20:59 Left Gin due to temporary blindness.
23:58 Gin asked Amuro to investigate the cause of blindness.
16th:
17:57 Heard about [9L12] and the pool party.
21:31 Murder cases related to organizations and mud meetings.
22:58 Found a post analyzing myself online, and the other party was a man with a bad personality, a strong desire to perform, and familiar with him.
17th:
11:21 Vermouth helped Amuro disguise himself and came to my room.
13:01 A special clip flashed through my mind, and Amuro invited me to swim on the fourth floor.
13:30 Found the bomb in Pramya.
13:31 Received a text message from the bomber.
Toru Amuro's gaze stayed on the last two lines for a moment, and he immediately reacted, "The bomber who killed Matsuda is at the scene, and he has a conflict with Pramia."
Kitahara Yuki raised an eyebrow. Toru Amuro's reaction speed always gives him a surprise at some point. He straightened his body, imitated Gin's tone, and slowly uttered two words in a low voice.
"Continue."
Wow, now he is definitely much cooler than Gin who said these two words in the Nagano safe house.
Glancing at Kitahara Yuki who had a strange tone, Toru Amuro got up and walked towards the study. When he came to the living room again, he was holding a printed A4 paper and a red pen in his hand.
He shook the paper in his hand and placed the information in the middle of the two people's sight.
Circle two times with a red pen [15th, 23:58 Gin asked Amuro to investigate the cause of his blindness. 】【17th, 11:21 Vermouth helped Amuro disguise himself and came to my room. 】
"There are problems with these two. Someone from the organization led me to the Daejeon Building, and then a series of things happened, including the bomb.
The organization and Pramia are in a cooperative relationship. However, that guy will not reveal to the organization that I am Furuya Rei for now. He wants to get rid of me personally."
Kitahara Yuki smiled briefly, took the red pen from Amuro Toru's hand, and circled a few times again.
15th 【20:28 Encountered the 711 murder incident. 】【20:59 Because of temporary blindness, I took the initiative to leave with Gin. 】
16th 【17:57 Heard the information about 【9L12】 and the pool party. 】【21:31 A murder case related to the organization and the Mud Club. 】
"In addition to this, what happened on the 15th was planned by the organization, and the cause of my blindness was the snow."
Kitahara Yuki stopped explaining and quickly glanced at Amuro Toru. The other party raised his eyebrows and his pupils dilated slightly.
Amuro Toru was surprised, but did not feel guilty.
Kitahara Yuki breathed a sigh of relief almost undetectable. He did not want Amuro Toru to blame the cause of his blindness on himself, which would make him feel guilty for deceiving his friends.
He needed to deepen the impression that this matter had nothing to do with Amuro Toru, and it only took a small psychological hint.
"I'm glad that you know clearly that my blindness has nothing to do with you." Kitahara Yuki deliberately lowered his voice, and as his warm breath entered the eardrum, Amuro Toru could see the sincere dark eyes of the black-haired young man by turning his head.
"I know." Amuro Toru patted Kitahara Yuki's shoulder and took away the red pen that the other party was holding tightly, causing Kitahara Yuki's fingertips to turn white. "Relax, tell me about the time issue."
Kitahara Yuki came back to his senses and continued his explanation. "The other party knows me very well. He even chose a snowy day and calculated everything. In the Nagano safe house, because vodka stared at me all night, my sleep quality was very poor." "
This will lead to certain errors in my reasoning. The two things I circled on the 16th were also done by him. He wanted me to find the bomb, but he didn't want me to find it too quickly. He was delaying time, which would make my brain more dull."
"Why delay time?" Kitahara Yuki frowned and pointed at [13:01 A special clip flashed through my mind. Amuro invited me to go swimming on the fourth floor. 】
"Did Vermode give you a hint to bring you food to visit me?"
Amuro Toru's stiff muscles gave Kitahara Yuki the answer.
"It seems so."
Kitahara Yuki exhaled suddenly, pressing all his weight on the back of the sofa. He closed his eyes, and a calm analysis slowly jumped out from his lips and teeth.
"Male, aged between 25-35, thoughtful, extremely high IQ, and bad personality. Playing with people's hearts is his normal state, and his desire for control is his insignificant shortcoming. He has a very low sense of morality and does things by any means. He knows me and understands me very well. Let's call him Prisoner A."
Kitahara Yuki's eyes swept over the 22:58 on the A4 paper.
The conditions are insufficient, and it is temporarily impossible to analyze whether Prisoner A is the man who posted the post with an overwhelming desire to perform.
But it is highly unlikely. Prisoner A is more like a criminal consultant who controls everything from behind the scenes. He doesn't like to be in front of the stage.
Toru Amuro looked at Kitahara Yuki who was in deep thought, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know Prisoner A?"
"No." Kitahara Yuki shook his head decisively. There was no one who fits this profile in his memory. "If my memory is correct."
Obviously, Kitahara Yuki, who had lost ten years of memory, said this, which meant a big problem.
- The current Kitahara Yuki doesn't know him, but the Kitahara Yuki ten years ago probably knew him, and the two had a big conflict.
This conclusion flashed through Toru Amuro's mind. He caught Kitahara Yuki's movement to reach over him to get the tissue, and put the tissue box in front of Kitahara Yuki with a natural expression.
"Thank you." Kitahara Yuki pulled out a tissue and wiped off the condensed water droplets on the metal coffee can. "Criminal A is a high-ranking member of the organization. Judging from your reaction, you haven't seen him. The style of the organization has also changed a lot recently."
Recalling the confrontation with the organization after meeting Gin, it was obvious that they were more inclined to the style of suited thugs, not like now.
"Go is a very interesting puzzle game, which is roughly divided into offensive, defensive, and technical factions. The organization used to be extremely offensive, but now it is more inclined to technical skills. There have been huge changes within the organization, and only B0SS confidants know about this change." "
If your reasoning is correct, this is not good news." Amuro Toru took a deep breath and tapped the red pen in his hand lightly on the wooden coffee table, making a trembling sound.
Kitahara Yuki shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone, "Why not just ask and find out whether it's true or not?"
This made Toru Amuro turn his head to look at Kitahara Yuki. The other person's mouth corners turned up and his eyes sparkled. Even though Toru Amuro had only a vague understanding of psychology, he could tell that the other person wanted to have fun.
The purple-gray eyes moved quickly, and Toru Amuro was determined, "You want to ask Gin?"
"Oh." Kitahara Yuki leaned forward and gently rubbed the tip of his index finger with his right thumb, "You are really smart."
Toru Amuro laughed briefly. Kitahara Yuki always inadvertently praised others, which maximized the emotional value. He unlocked the other phone and opened the dialing interface.
Beep -
[What's the matter?]
The low, smoky voice was transmitted through the electric current, vibrating the receiver and entering Kitahara Yuki's eardrum.
He took the phone, and the silver-haired Top Killer seemed to appear in front of him, with a cold face and a glare, answering the call impatiently.
"It's me." Kitahara Yuki leaned against the sofa, speaking lazily.
[……Kitahara Yuki.]