Chapter 88 Successful usurpation of the throne?
Kitahara Yukiu directed the way in Amuro Toru's arms, and the two cooperated tacitly, moving very quickly through the inner passage between the bar and the restaurant. As soon as she arrived at the restaurant, she ran into the waiter who had just taken the order.
Before she could say anything, she saw the two people passing by like the wind, and disappeared in an instant.
Ten seconds later, she turned her head and met Gin's sinister dark green eyes, and her heart was shocked.
The same long silver hair, the same appearance, came out of the same place one after another.
"What the hell?" She looked at Gin in surprise and suspicion, and suddenly turned her head to look in the direction where Kitahara Yuki and the other left.
Gin had a sullen face, sneered from his throat, and chased in the direction the waiter turned his head.
The rapid and tight footsteps were getting closer and closer. Kitahara Yuki frowned and pinched Amuro Toru's arm, "You can't let Gin see you like this. Go to A09 and put me down. I'll hold him back."
This is the best solution at the moment.
Amuro Toru lowered his eyes
and glanced. Because of the fast running speed, Kitahara Yuki's hair was a little messy, hanging softly on both sides. A small tuft of hair hung on the eyelashes, rising and falling with the blinking movement, looking very soft.
The pair of dark eyes were extremely bright, as if hiding tiny starlight.
Determined and unyielding.
"Put me down quickly."
With this urging, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.
"I'll come find you in ten minutes, no matter what happens." Amuro Toru glanced at the tightly closed fire door, and without hesitation, he put down Kitahara Yuki and climbed out of the window.
At the same time, the fire door was suddenly kicked open, slammed against the wall with a "bang", and then bounced back onto the door frame. The
huge noise startled the passing passengers to look, and after meeting Gin's fierce eyes, they suddenly retracted their gaze.
Gin glanced around, went to the window and looked out.
There was no figure.
Retracting his gaze, he frowned and turned to Kitahara Yuki who was sitting on the steps, "Who is the other person?"
Kitahara Yuki did not answer directly. Prolonging the silence appropriately would create a certain sense of oppression. Although this trick is not very useful to Gin, it is better than nothing.
He stood up and took off his coat, slowly spread it on the ground, and then sat on it.
Gin sneered and said, "My patience is not good, don't show me your psychology skills."
"You have a misunderstanding of yourself, your patience is very good." Kitahara Yuki looked at Gin, "An extremely powerful sniper, not only has a pair of very steady hands, but also a calm heart. When was the last time your heartbeat accelerated because of irritability, a long time ago?"
The tone of conversation between friends pulled Gin's thoughts away for a moment.
He remembered his accelerated heartbeat the day before, his face became more gloomy, and his sinister eyes locked tightly on Kitahara Yuki.
He couldn't pry open his mouth, and he couldn't kill him, so he was annoyed when he saw him.
Gin turned and left.
Kitahara Yuki slowly exhaled, sat for a while, and then walked towards the elevator.
Not far away, Vodka stood behind Gin, stared at Kitahara Yuki and asked, "Brother, are you just going to let him go?"
"Follow him and see who he goes after." Gin's voice was cold.
Ding--
the elevator door opened, and Kitahara Yuki walked up.
Two minutes later, he knocked on the door of A09 and entered the room.
Amuro Toru, who had taken off his disguise, pinched his shoulders, and scanned his eyes up and down, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured.
"Gin won't let you go so easily. He followed you?"
Kitahara Yuki nodded and casually praised, "So smart."
Sugawa Rin continued, "Is this why you asked Amuro Toru to come to me? If you go back to your room, Gin will break in without any hindrance. He won't give up until he finds you. Come to my
place. My force can stop Gin. Even if Gin breaks in, I can hold him back. He won't have a chance to find Amuro Toru's existence."
She took so much thought, but it was for Amuro Toru.
Sugawa Rin blinked slowly, avoiding Kitahara Yuki's sight, and took a sip of the water in front of her.
Sensing the other's sudden drop in mood, Kitahara Yuki sat down next to Sugawa Rin, took away the white water that the other was holding in his hand to relieve his emotions, and then stuffed the pistol engraved with 'LX' into his hand.
"Rin, this thing has been hit, check if it's damaged."
In order to prevent the tone from being too harsh, he paused for a moment and added, "Okay?"
His voice was so gentle that water could almost drip out.
Amuro Toru compared the tone of Kitahara Yuki's voice when he coaxed him in the restaurant.
Exactly the same.
Kitahara Yuki looked over, "Zero, you go first, Gin is likely to break in."
Amuro Toru responded softly and left through the window. Faintly, the conversation between Kitahara Yuki and Sugawa Rin can still be heard.
"Rin, don't be angry. I let Amuro come here because I trust you. According to my speculation, Gin will not enter A09."
Rin Sugawa retracted her gaze from Amuro Toru, "He heard it, aren't you worried that he will be angry?"
Kitahara Yuki was stunned for a second before realizing who the 'he' the other party was talking about.
After a little thought, he replied: "No, Zero understands what I mean. He is rational enough and is good at finding a balance between justice and feelings. He is not a burden to me, and I am not a burden to him."
Feelings will not be a stumbling block for them, but a driving force for the two to move forward.
Rin Sugawa's breathing stagnated.
If Kitahara Yuki said this just because of emotional trust, he knew there was still a chance to stop the two.
However, Kitahara Yuki said these words in an extremely rational state.
There are some things that he no longer has the power to interfere with.
Rin Sugawa straightened her back and came to Kitahara Yuki, staring at him with her scarlet eyes, then slowly bent down and hugged him gently.
The hug with the fresh scent of grapefruit was gone in an instant.
"Xiao Xing, I'm always here, I'll be behind you when you turn around."
Kitahara Yuki's eyebrows curved, and he deepened the hug, "I know you can see me when you look back, and I'm always here."
They belong to the same soul, and they are connected and inseparable.
The sun on the horizon always sets later than on land. Even at six o'clock in the evening, it is still high in the sky, and the white halo falls on the sparkling sea, shining brightly.
"Xiao Guang said you had a stomach cramp last night?" Qichuan Rin took the black coffee that Kitahara Yuki had just taken out of the refrigerator, and put it back in place under the other party's accusing eyes.
After a while, he took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser.
"During the seven days on the cruise ship, coffee is prohibited."
Kitahara Yuki slammed himself into the sofa, and the weight of his whole body made the soft sofa dent a little. "Xiaoguang's skill is simply cheating. It's too unfair to know everything at a glance."
Qichuan Lin raised an eyebrow, "I have heard this sentence twice, and you said the same thing in the first round. It is easy for you to get this skill, but you didn't do it."
"Of course." Kitahara Yuki took a sip of water to moisten his dry lips.
The sea is good everywhere, but the sea breeze is too fierce, so that his lips are often peeling, and he has the illusion of turning into a fish and can't leave the water.
"This skill is very useful, but it will lose the fun of solving puzzles. I enjoy the process of solving puzzles, not the answers to the puzzles."
Just like the relationship with Toru Amuro, he likes to peel off the web that the other party has wrapped around his heart bit by bit, rather than asking for a definite answer.
The answer will make him feel lazy, as if the dust has settled.
Rin Sugawa patted the back of Kitahara Yuki's hand, pulling back the thoughts of the psychologist who didn't know what to think, "Do you think the organization will change the time of the game?"
"No."
Kitahara Yuki replied decisively.
Whether it is the conceited organization or the proud prisoner A, neither will make changes because of him alone.
In fact, Kitahara Yuki, who has studied human nature, once again used his conclusion to prove that his reasoning was correct.
At 19:00 the next evening, the sightseeing rear deck on the A-level had been cleared of non-related personnel.
Kitahara Yuki came to the rear deck alone, and as he was walking forward, he was blocked by two outstretched hands.
He recognized the owners of these two hands, they were two bodyguards of Ide Keigo.
"Sir, this place is forbidden to enter, please come back another day."
Kitahara Yuki glanced at them lightly and did not answer.
The overly dependent attitude made them unsure of how to deal with this uninvited guest.
The two looked at each other and saw the doubt in their colleague's eyes, "Are you going to take action?"
Soon, a voice broke their silence.
"Let him in."
The bodyguards looked in the direction of the voice and saw the young man with a mask and slightly curled hair. They had seen him before.
The employer was servile in front of him, as if he had no bones, completely different from the politician who was usually decisive and ruthless.
The two bodyguards stopped blocking and stepped aside, and Kitahara Yuki successfully entered the rear deck.
"Prisoner A." Kitahara Yuki greeted coldly and looked at the system panel to see the shaping value of Tsukimi Yama Cang, 25%. The person
in front of him was not Tsukimi Yama Cang, but Hase Hikaru.
"Are you having fun?"
As soon as everyone at the card table saw Kitahara Yuki approaching, they heard his voice.
Everyone had different expressions.
Gin sneered and his eyes swept over the faces of Kitahara Yuki and Prisoner A.
First it was Amuro Toru, then it was Sugawa Rin, and now another Prisoner A has appeared.
He knows how to play.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Rum calmly tried to smooth things over, "You two take your seats first. Time is money, and wasting time is a shameful thing."
The two sat down in silence.
Kitahara Yuki looked at the people at the table.
Starting with Prisoner A, from left to right are Gin, Kitahara Yuki, Ide Keigo, Fukuhara Yota, and Rum.
Six chairs, six people, no more, no less.
Kitahara Yuki laughed briefly.
This is like waiting for a rabbit to come to you.
But it's hard to say who the soft rabbit is.
Vermouth wore a slim black dress with round pearls dotted at the neckline, looking intellectual and elegant.
"Cool boy, I'm the dealer tonight, nice to meet you."
Kitahara Yuki nodded politely, facing the stimulation brought by the organization, stirring his brain, so that he couldn't suppress the shiver from his tailbone even after taking two deep breaths, and the whole person was a little excited.
He leaned back, put his slightly trembling fingertips into his pocket, and said to Rum: "Prepare antihypertensive drugs, and don't be too surprised by what I say next."
Rum clenched his fist on his thigh and smiled, "Young man, you should talk less, you know--"
The voice stopped abruptly.
"Do you know how many people have paid the price for arrogance." Kitahara Yuki interrupted Rum's voice and calmly said what Rum had not finished. He overlapped his ten fingers into a tower shape and placed them on the table neither lightly nor heavily.
The thought of being guessed instantly turned into a sense of oppression, making Rum's heart beat suddenly.
This ability to see into people's minds...
is both coveted and feared.
Kitahara Yuki stood up, his heels clicking on the metal deck.
Then it calmed down.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the sound, and then suddenly tightened their necks at Kitahara Yuki's next words.
"Rum, your eyes are black and blue, your face is not in good condition, and your muscles all over your body are tight and tired. You have encountered a difficult matter."
"Is this related to me?"
He said the last few words very slowly, and the moment the words fell, Kitahara Yuki noticed that Rum's eyes glanced to the left, and then pulled back instantly.
Then the lips are pursed into a straight line, the eyebrows are raised and brought together, and the upper eyelids are raised.
Typical fear and anger.
This feeling was not directed at him, but at Prisoner A disguised as Xiaoguang.
"Your reasoning is wrong. You won't feel the fear of your life being threatened by a useless person like me who can't beat any of you and can only talk. The one who
really made you feel this way is Prisoner A."
Rum tightened his facial muscles, trying not to reveal more emotions, but when he heard what Kitahara Yuki said, he couldn't help it.
It wasn't just a simple move of the lips.
He was simply hitting everyone's brains on the ground.
It doesn't matter... As long as he hasn't guessed the last secret, they still have a chance.
Rum tried his best to force a smile, "You are joking, you--"
Kitahara Yuki interrupted him again, his tone cold, "Did I let you speak? Is it your turn to speak?"
Silence, the heavy silence slowly spread.
Kitahara Yuki smiled, "Rum, do you still remember the profile of you when I first met you?"
Rum subconsciously recalled.
Bermode has already said it, "The control desire that is standard for superiors and geniuses, there is no need to elaborate. You are impatient, but timid and cautious. Long-term high position makes you conceited and suspicious."
Kitahara Yuki glanced at Bermode with admiration and praised sincerely, "Smart and beautiful lady."
Rum: ...
The double standard is too obvious, and the blood pressure rises sharply.
For him, it was 'Did I let you speak? Is it your turn to speak?'.
When it came to Vermouth, it was 'a smart and beautiful lady.'
"Ha." Rum sneered, "What's the point of you saying this?"
"So I hate explanations." Kitahara Yuki sneered, looking at Rum with a squint, "You are so arrogant that you can't stand being offended, but you endured my provocation."
He counted the number of times he targeted Rum after coming to the deck, a total of two times.
Someone warned Rum in advance, so the other party didn't dare to attack him, and there was no overreaction in words.
Combined with Rum's fear of Prisoner A and the topic of usurpation mentioned by him when he first met Prisoner A, Kitahara Yuki already had the answer.
Kitahara Yuki turned to Hase Mitsuru, the disguised prisoner A, and asked the decisive question, "Did you succeed in usurping the throne?"