The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was heard and the car door was slammed open, as if we had arrived at our destination.
Or maybe the criminal couldn't stand this deliberate ridicule after all and wanted to cause trouble for Songjiang Xunye.
Shuichi Akai heard a dull collision and the sound of fabric rubbing against the ground, but there was no sign of struggle, or rather - there was no sign of struggle.
【“…You deserve to be unable to stand up!”
"Hahaha... I'm a cripple, but you're a piece of trash who's even worse than a cripple!"】
The crazy and collapsed voice of Matsue Shunya echoed in Akai Shuichi's mind, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
I can’t stand up... Why did Song Jiangxun admit it?
Normally, he can run and jump, right?
Before his emotions could react, Shuichi Akai had already rationally replayed the surveillance footage he saw in the hospital in his mind.
In the picture, the blond young man who was suddenly abducted by the gangsters was indeed not as agile as usual.
He was dragged to the ground, supporting himself with his injured elbow, and tried hard to get up. In the end, he only grabbed the criminal's pants and feet, without using any strength with his lower limbs.
Until he was taken and jumped out of the window, Song Jiangxun's face was pale and he was struggling in vain.
No... Thinking back now, it seems that Songjiang Xunye's condition has been wrong since the power outage!
That tense posture—begging him to open the curtains.
Although Songjiang Xun sometimes shows a lazy and coquettish attitude, he will never bother him in such a situation.
Logically, he only needed to lift the quilt and take two steps...
The blond young man, wearing his coat, lowered his head and whispered to him to help open the curtains, like a frightened little animal.
Shuichi Akai closed his eyes and an image appeared in his mind.
The man was used to wearing a dark hooded cape, hiding his soft blond hair under the hood. Most of his face was covered by a mask and bangs, and only a pair of eyes like the deep sea could be seen.
He sat in a wheelchair and instructed him coldly: "Lei, bring me the medicine on the table."
"... Help me open the curtains."
Apart from adding the slightly more euphemistic word "help", he could even imagine A saying this in his mind.
But, how could this happen...
Isn't Song Jiangxun also a police officer? Wasn't he a policeman before?
Shuichi Akai looked at the red dot that had stopped somewhere, and felt like a flying insect that had suddenly crashed into a spider web. He could only stare at the scenery in front of him, but he couldn't even flap his wings.
Matsue Shigure - Matsue Xunye - A.
Who is he?
"Mr. Akai! Mr. Akai, have you received the coordinates?"
The subordinates' voices in my ears seemed to be blocked by a layer of water film, and were vague and dull.
Akai Shuichi put his hands on the steering wheel, started the car silently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
No matter what, what he has to do now is to find the person he lost!
****
[Wuwuwu, help me, I am so weak, I can’t even cry, this criminal is murderous and heartless!!]
[See how much fun A-chan has when he scolds people, and how painful it is to see him suddenly shut down, tears welling up in my eyes, my sweet wife, it’s not your fault, oooooooo]
[Akai ate the knife with us, and suddenly I was able to do it (smile)]
[It’s so painful. Why did Songjiang live such a miserable life? ! He suffered both mental and physical torture. His already chaotic memory was crushed by the criminal’s words: “You killed your partner.”]
[Matsue has always felt that he was responsible for his partner's death, right? I remember Instructor Onitsuka mentioned that Akabane never rejected him.
That is to say, they could have refused the case as they had already worked hard for three days, but Songjiang insisted.
Not to mention, Akabane died in Matsue's arms, and Matsue himself was fine in that close-range explosion, it is very likely that Akabane protected him.]
[Stop talking, stop talking. I’d really suffocate if I put myself in your shoes.]
[This is also to save people! ! ! ]
[It was to save people, but Songjiang himself couldn't accept it. He was so responsible and proud, how could he accept such a result! !]
[My tears are worthless, the knife cuts from the senior group hurt me so much, Songjiang's words "I am a cripple" made me burst into tears, he clearly realized what his situation was...]
[If Akabane's death changed his goals and ideals, then A's experience was complete humiliation and shattered pride, right? He helped the organization do so many bad things, no matter how hard he struggles, he can never go back to the way he was before]
[I just hope Songjiang doesn’t think about the details of the police academy and the organization. People will really collapse (putting hands together)]
[Aaaaah! Howling! The question is, after Akai knows that Songjiangjiang is the A of the organization, how will he look at him? ! Can he really continue to get along with him without any grudges, instead of checking his affairs with the organization? ]
[Given Akai’s profit-first personality, I think he’ll probably investigate (closes his eyes) but in Songjiang’s case, even the slightest change in attitude will irritate him, right?]
[But thinking about it this way, compared to the police academy group, Akai Shuichi is actually the first man to get all of Matsue (unconscious). Is this another kind of great victory?]
[Get it all, Sha!]
[Fuck, you can even drive on this broken road?]
****
"He's gone?"
In the setting sun, a figure in a black windbreaker appeared at the door of the database. Gin, holding a cigarette, stood opposite Vermouth.
"That guy just looked through the documents and asked about A's past. He was even ambiguous about the plan I proposed. I didn't see any doubts."
The blonde girl laid down her legs and curled her lips slightly: "Hmm, what? Are you still worried?"
"I heard from Rum that Yule is not a soft-hearted person in Northern Europe," Gin said, "but he has only been back for a few days, and he has already shown a clear inclination towards A."
Bermode raised his eyebrows: "After all, when he was still in Scotland, his relationship with A was not bad, right?"
"It's different." Gin exhaled smoke, "Why do you think he has a good relationship with A?"
Bermode thought for a moment and said, "Build a good relationship and make use of it. If A's temper is a little better, the expansion efficiency of our organization may be a few points higher."
"Convenient to use?" Gin sneered, "Convenient to use would make him go to A so often, and specifically pick the time when A and Bourbon are in conflict?
——I remember that Rum gave the right to use A to Bourbon.
As time went on, when there was something going on, it was always Scotland that went to A, and even Bourbon took the initiative to give him the authority.
Bermode frowned. "What do you want to say? He is trying to sow discord between A and Bourbon?"
"After A died, I checked his room." Gin shook off the cigarette ash and said lightly, "I found a picture book of Birds of Paradise and A's drawing paper."
——The painting is ugly.
"Wait... Birds of Paradise?"
After all, Belmode had experience in wandering among flowers and knew how to tease people. She recalled the flower language of the bird of paradise, the most famous of which was -
Waiting for love.
The bird of paradise represents the expectation for one's significant other. No matter where the other person goes, one will wait for him/her to return unswervingly. In other words... it represents love that will never change.
Bermode's expression was extremely strange: "Could it be a gift from Scotland?"
She felt as if she were eating a huge melon.
Gin changed his perspective and said, "Scott is doing very well in Northern Europe, which shows that he has both ability and ambition, but it was not apparent in the organization at the beginning.
Until that gentleman took the initiative to dig out his information and transferred him to Northern Europe. "
The silver-haired killer sneered: "Even on the day of the transfer, Scotland was reluctant."
As a substitute who was almost sent to Northern Europe to rescue the situation, Gin was naturally well aware of the twists and turns involved.
If the situation had not been urgent that day, the boss would have feared more unexpected events and would have directly let Scot and Rum get on the plane, and then Gin would have found a stand-in to act out Scot's fake death.
Gin wondered if Scotland would look for A again by then.
“So that’s how it is…” Bermode muttered, somewhat incredulously, “Scotland should have never seen what A looks like, but with A’s personality… Is Scotland a masochist??”
She couldn't understand it at all!
A is disabled and cannot leave his room; on a daily basis he scolds everyone he sees. Countless members of the action team who worked with him have failed in their missions because of his anger.
The highest record that Belmode knew of was that A used his mouth to make a codenamed personnel on a mission so angry that he accidentally fired his gun and blew off his hand.
Not to mention, A never shows up. Taking off his hood and mask is like asking for his life. Most people don't dare to mess with him.
All in all, only a few people can have a normal relationship with A, and it is a miracle if they can have a good relationship with him.
As a result, Gin now told her that not only was Scotland willing to give up his right to promotion for A, he even secretly confessed that he was willing to wait, completely different from the image of a lover.
Gin's fingers trembled, and the cigarette ash fell to the ground: "Who knows."
Bermode: "Or A's appearance, which Scotland saw by accident? He is indeed good-looking."
"Impossible." Gin was firm.
Although Matsue Shigure's memory was indeed tampered with by the organization, there are some deeper things that are not so easy to reverse.
For a policeman, it's bad enough that he has fallen to this point, but he also has to be pointed at by everyone - look, this is a former cop and now a tool of the organization.
Even Matsue Shigure, who was not afraid of death, could not bear this kind of mental humiliation.
Although Gin felt that this was self-deception to some extent.
But thinking of the calm and crazy blond police officer at the fire scene, who handcuffed him while calmly reaching out to ask him for tools, Gin still acquiesced to A's behavior as a sign of respect for his former opponent.
When they happened to meet during a mission, Gin raised his hand and shot the member of the action team who tried to forcibly remove A's mask.
At this point, no one dared to attack A directly.
Gin still remembers that A's hood had fallen behind him, revealing his unkempt long golden hair, loosely draped over his thin shoulders.
Those cobalt blue eyes were dark, without showing any emotion because of his attack.
He simply pulled his mask straight, put his messy hair back into his hood, slowly and laboriously pushed his wheelchair around, and said to him coldly, "Clean the floor!"
Compared to Rum, the old man who casually threw him to his subordinates, Gin felt that he had been patient enough with A, but...
——Don't know what's good for you.
…
Bermode's expression gradually changed from confusion to realization, and then to an interested look as if to say "Tell me more".
"In fact, there is another possibility." Bermode said with great interest, "A's defection from the organization was planned long ago. He might have deliberately been nice to Scotland in order to seduce him emotionally?"
——This is even more impossible.
Gin gave her a warning glance: "Belmode."
"Hey, hey." The blonde raised her hands in surrender. "Anyway, you're worried about Scotland. Um, Yul will do something irrational because of his emotions and betray the organization?"
"Tsk tsk, GIN, I didn't expect you to know so many interesting things. I thought you drowned in the mission."
Gin took the last puff of cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette butt on the table, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Didn't you say there was nothing unusual?" he said, "Now he is Yule, and he knows how much that gentleman values him, so he won't act rashly. So - what plan did you give him?"
Bermode's smile froze, and his eyes wandered a little, which was rare.
"This..."
Gin stared at her and narrowed his eyes.
"It's actually no big deal." Vermouth said lightly, "Don't we all know that A has a special feeling for Akabane Subaru? We'll have to put on a big show then—"
"But in the end, no one knows how much of A's previous memories have been restored, so..."
Gin inexplicably had a bad feeling.
The blonde girl put on an innocent expression and said, "I suggest that Yule disguise himself to look 50% like Akabane Subaru and go to A's side to try to capture him."
She spread her hands and said, "That Yul guy doesn't like wearing colored contact lenses, so at most he looks like a 3 or 4 point? Maybe we can test A's memory recovery situation. If we're lucky, we might be able to get intelligence directly from him."
Gin looked at her, almost unable to hold back his murderous intent. He spoke word by word, "Strategy?"
Bermode raised his forehead: "If you don't tell me now, how would I know!"
For a moment, she admired Yur's patience.
With such a logical plan to get closer to his beloved, Yule actually still hesitated!
As expected, she is the "Morieti" who plays with Northern Europe...
****
Songjiang Shigure suddenly felt that the [Hacker] card was quite good. He didn't need to walk from beginning to end. It was a blessing for lazy people!
System: "This is not a reason for you to be dragged into a warehouse like a salted fish."
Matsue Shigure: "Oh, what do you call this? Showing weakness appropriately! Look, this guy didn't tie up my feet, it's because I was pretending."
Although this gangster looked brutal, he actually did not use any force on Songjiang Shigure at all. The only injury on his body was caused by bumping into the cabinet.
Songjiang Shigure was very calm: "Besides, I can unlock this broken thing tied to his hand without cutting the card!"
The system only believes that shameless people are invincible.
Obviously, at the beginning, the time for cutting the card had not yet arrived, and Songjiang Shigure was under pressure and could not leave at all, but now it has become a sign of weakness.
System: "How come I didn't know your [Hacker] card has this function?"
Matsue Shigure: "I learned it from the organization. I don't just know the few things on the skill card."
[Hacker] No matter what, he is a top technical member of the organization, and the organization cannot let him die over some trivial matter.
Matsue Shigure learned a lot of techniques to protect himself.
System: "Did Gin teach you?"
Songjiang Shiyu was surprised: "Why did you think of him? I'm glad that guy doesn't try to make trouble for me."
——Although Gin did teach him a few things.
System: "He helped you before. I remember someone tried to pull your mask off at first."
Matsue Shigure racked his brains and recalled, barely able to dig out a few traces: "Oh, you mean that time? I think Gin did it on purpose, just to show off his power in front of me!"
System: “……?”
Matsue Shigure felt that he understood the rules of these gang bosses very well.
He said angrily: "That member of the organization wanted to pull my mask for no reason. I had a knife in my pocket, so I planned to stab him if he got any closer!
Gin suddenly appears at this time and shoots him with a gun. How likely do you think it is that this is a coincidence?"
System: "Is it possible? It's just a coincidence. Doesn't Gin also have a mission?"
——These task-lovers come to A the most often!
Songjiang Shiyu looked mysterious: "Tong, you are still young, the water inside is too deep, you can't control it!"
Matsue Shigure: "Gin obviously wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkey! He was reminding me that he dared to shoot even the code members, so I should be polite to him! Don't use a knife casually!"
System: “So you’re being polite?”
Songjiang Shigure choked. What did he do at that time?
He turned around at the speed of light, hid the knife first, and then... Tsk, it's normal that you can't curse at the muzzle of a gun, not shameful!
One player said calmly: "I asked him to clean the floor, and I will scold him next time he doesn't bring a gun."
System: “…quite dignified.”
****
Songjiang Shiyu was dragged away lazily, still looking "weak but stubborn" on the surface.
But in my mind, I was thinking, I can use the "Instructor" card now to catch the criminals by surprise...
"Forget it, let's see what he wants to do." Songjiang Shiyu gave up his plan and said excitedly, "He went through so much trouble to sneak me out of the hospital. If I don't do something fancy, it would be unfair to the workload!"
The player's desire for drama has been fully satisfied by this cannon fodder NPC whose face can't even be seen clearly, and now he is very addicted to it.
He even thought, how wonderful it would be to fight to the death and then make a comeback.
The system responded with a perfunctory “hmm”. It looked at the comic and felt inexplicably sympathetic: “It’s quite a trick, but don’t cry too loudly when the time comes.”
Matsue Shigure: "??? Duckhead, I feel like you're not only perfunctory to me, you're also insulting me."
System: "What the hell is a duck head? As a silicon-based creature of Schrödinger, I only have one nickname-"
Matsue Shigure: “What?”
System: “Dad.”
Songjiang Shiyu said in a clear and melodious voice: "Hey!"
System: “!”
They all made jokes and waited for the gangster to finally stop and take off his blindfold.
Matsue Shigure blinked, trying hard to adjust to the light, but all he saw was a field of bombs.
…That’s it?
The players fell silent.
****
The gangster, who was a little black man, laughed "hehe" and even threw the bomb disposal tools in front of Songjiang Shigure.
"Are you surprised? Hahaha! Are you scared?"
The criminal sneered: "Since you are a bomb disposal police, then dying under a bomb is your true destiny!"
Matsue Shigure: "..." expressionless.jpg
The criminal's information delay is quite serious. He is not a bomb disposal police officer now!
"So you took all the trouble to bring me out of the hospital just to watch me defuse the bomb?" he couldn't help but ask.
The gangster's voice suddenly turned cold: "Do you think you can get what you want this time? There are ten bombs here, ten bombs in total! Each one is a masterpiece that I have painstakingly produced after years of research!"
"Since you killed my whole family with a bomb nine years ago, let me pay you back today!"
Matsue Shigure finally realized what a closed-loop neurosis is.
He sighed inwardly, but on the surface he still looked irritable, and even sneered: "That's it? Just this little thing? You've studied for so many years and this is the level you've reached. Did you go to college? Oh, yes, you dropped out."
"No, you probably didn't do well in exams when you were in school, did you? Do you think those who are better than you have inside information or cheated on the test questions? Losers are losers and they are useless all their lives."
The criminal's voice suddenly stopped and his eyes turned red.
Songjiang Shigure coughed twice, and this time he was interrupted after typing only a few sentences.
"I don't want to waste time with a stubborn guy like you."
The criminal sneered: "Does this place look familiar? I went to the place where your partner died to collect materials...Haha! Experience the pain again!"
Songjiang·In fact, I didn't remember it at all·Shigure widened his eyes: "Ahem, huh?"
"The bomb will explode in 20 minutes. Let me see how Officer Songjiang, who has a disability in both legs, can handle this in a confined space."
He raised his lips condescendingly: "And I will rush back to the hospital with peace of mind and use a videotape to pretend that you were kidnapped. No one will know that you will die here without leaving even ashes!"
Matsue Shigure looked at the bomb disposal tools that had been arranged, then turned his head to look at the warehouse that had no special features at all.
Then he was silent.
Even the system, which always loves to watch fun, couldn't help but shed tears for the criminal who had been planning for a long time.
By the time the prisoners locked the door and he was the only one left in the warehouse, Matsue Shigure was still in shock.
Ah! Is he in pain?
I didn’t feel it at all!
System: "Tsk, it's a free gift! What a miserable criminal."
Songjiang Shigure was speechless: "If he didn't provide me with the tools, I might have to find a way to escape. Now it's all right, he delivers the goods directly to my door."
"In this situation, do I still have to wait for Conan and the others to rescue me?"
——That is impossible.
Get out of the way and let him show off!
Songjiang Shigure sat down and rested for two minutes, then cut the [Instructor] card.
The bomb next to him suddenly became clear in his eyes, just like solving the elementary school math problem of "1+1=2".
Because no one was watching, Songjiang Shiyu even demolished the building a little faster than before.
However, when the player was happily defusing the last bomb, the sound of a car explosion suddenly came from outside.
The system's voice rang out: "Quick, quick, it's Akai Shuichi! It's in the comics, dog host, quickly switch the card back! Anyway, it's the last one, it doesn't matter whether you open it or not!"
Songjiang Shigure was shocked by what it said: "They are at the door so soon? How did they find this place?"
The system said profoundly: "This is science!"
Songjiang Shiyu opened the interface and cursed: "I still have one thing left to dismantle. A person should have a beginning and an end..."
"Bang!" There was a sudden sound of someone knocking on the door outside.
Matsue Shigure's hand shook violently and slid directly onto the [Hacker] card.
!!!
The strength in his legs weakened, and Songjiang Shiyu narrowly avoided falling headfirst to the ground. He threw away his tools and supported himself on the ground with his hands, barely avoiding a passionate kiss with the bomb.
"Ahhhh, I'm going to die!" The player suddenly turned into a screaming chicken, "I don't want to be exposed!"
The system also followed: "Ahhh!"
——It really wants to see Songjiang Shiyu fall from his horse!
Songjiang Shiyu was almost numb. He was desperate and tried every possible means. He frantically poked at the panel for switching identity cards, and his consciousness was almost fading.
"Click!" The cursor on the reporter's ID card flashed, and a faint light came on, indicating that the switch was successful.
System: “!”
Songjiang Shigure's eyes lit up, and the strength in his feet returned. He quickly pushed the ground and tried to stand up.
[Beep, beep...System...System error! ]
The reminder tone that I hadn't heard for a long time rang in my ears again, like a cassette recording I was listening to on a 2G network.
[Repair, apply, repair....Currently, current progress: 1%]
Matsue Shigure felt that the door had been kicked open, and someone was running towards him, shouting "Matsue Xunye"'s name.
He wanted to turn around, but his body didn't respond for a moment. The world in front of him was like a PPT with frames missing, and the colors were so blurry that it hurt his eyes.
Matsue Shigure's pupils trembled: "!! Tong! What's going on?!"
The system frantically searched back and stammered, "Baby, honey, calm down!"
Songjiang Shigure only now felt the movement of turning his head, and the delay seemed like a 999+ red net.
"Calm down, you idiot!" Songjiang Shiyu didn't dare to imagine how he looked in the eyes of others.
System: "You ignored the rules and frequently tried to switch your identity card, causing the game's already buggy program to crash again, causing compatibility issues..."
Matsue Shigure: "Speak human language!"
System: “In short, you are stuck.”
Matsue Shigure: "...?"