The short audio clip was quickly played to the end, but its content was full of weight and chill.

"Akabane Subaru is actually a member of the organization!"

Matsuda Jinpei stood up from the stool, held the mouse and pulled the progress bar back, and heard the other party's self-narration clearly.

He said in disbelief: "So, does Instructor Songjiang know about this?!"

Toru Amuro's face looked particularly ugly, and he thought of more.

If an undercover agent like Akabane Subaru happened to be in the same class with him, then he and Morobushi Kagemitsu could be said to be dead from the start.

But just two terms before him, the organization, which had cultivated him with great effort, chose to defect.

The organization suffered a severe blow and was temporarily unable to take care of the affairs of the police academy.

From another perspective, Subaru Akabane could even be said to have helped the police a lot.

"Evidence..." Kenji Hagiwara murmured the word.

The Rubik's Cube in his hand was clenched so tightly that the parts almost broke apart again. He loosened his grip and the Rubik's Cube fell onto the table.

"If the evidence is in this USB drive," the half-long-haired policeman raised his head in bewilderment, "then nine years ago, there was actually a chance to destroy the organization?"

Subaru Akabane thinks that Matsue Shigure will definitely take apart the Rubik's Cube and find the USB flash drive.

Then choose to accompany him into the gray area that is not tolerated by both the black and white worlds.

In fact, Matsue Shigure kept the Rubik's Cube this time, and even passed it to Hagiwara Kenji as a legacy when he served as an instructor.

If it weren't for this coincidence, this secret might have remained sealed in this Rubik's Cube forever.

However, Matsue Shigure himself almost died on the way to destroy the organization.

"Destroy the organization..." Amuro Toru took a deep breath, dragged the audio back and listened to it twice.

"It was given to me a month ago. It should be the USB drive mentioned in the diary. The instructor handed it over to the police a long time ago, but it seems that there is a backup plan... The details are not clearly written."

Hagiwara Kenji said: "He seems to have concluded from this USB drive that Akabane-senpai was murdered by the organization, so he has been tracking him down."

Amuro Toru was silent for a moment, then said, "If that's the case, then Instructor Matsue... until now, he probably didn't know that Akabane Subaru was once a member of the organization."

This kind of thing is too embarrassing.

Judging from the existing information, Subaru Akabane is a very cold and unfeeling person. His only exception is Matsue Shigure.

Although it is incredible, this type of person chooses without hesitation to entrust his life to a partner he has only known for six months, which is enough to show how much he values ​​him.

Therefore, the possibility of telling Matsue Shigure in person and having a complete quarrel with him is zero.

Hagiwara Kenji originally wanted to refute, but then he thought that if he faced the risk of breaking off relations with Matsuda Jinpei due to something, he probably wouldn't want to say it.

"We have to find a way to find the cherry blossom forest."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, "If Akabane Subaru buried these things, they should still be effective now, right? Zero, what do you know about the leader of the organization?"

Toru Amuro shook his head: "It's because the organization's boss is too cautious that we haven't been able to completely eradicate this organization for so many years, so..."

The information revealed in this audio is crucial.

"There are so many cherry blossoms in Japan, and there are cherry blossom forests everywhere. God knows which one it is." Hagiwara Kenji rubbed his brows, "But - should I tell Instructor Matsue about this?"

Let’s not talk about how much of Matsue Shigure’s memory has been restored.

It was terrifying enough for him to know that the partner he was trying so hard to avenge was once a member of the organization he wanted to avenge.

Several people fell silent.

At this moment, Toru Amuro received an unsigned and untraceable text message on his mobile phone.

[They pretended to be old friends to test my background, and I chose to take advantage of their tricks.

Amuro-kun, there may be more information sent to your phone later, please keep in touch.

Also, I clearly know that my old friend has passed away, so don’t worry that I am being deceived, I know what I am doing. 】

*****

"Mr. Yule! Aren't we going to collect materials today? When are we leaving?"

Early in the morning, the voice of youth spirit rang out.

Morofu Jingguang was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When he heard the words, he turned around and saw a blond young man with a cane on his wrist lying on the stairs waving at him.

Today is the third day after the first meeting in the alley. Morofushi Jingguang transformed himself into a kind painter passing by and kept "Songjiang Xunye" whose memory was recently erased at home.

He was originally thinking about how to find an excuse to keep Song Jiangxun as well, but unexpectedly, it was the other party who took the initiative to speak.

"Sir, could you please take me in for a few more days?" The blond young man put his hands together with a pleading expression.

"If I go back like this, I'll definitely be scolded to death by my friends!"

"Since you can't see clearly, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"I have experience with this." Song Jiangxun also blinked, "It will recover after a while."

"……Experience?"

"Yeah, it's intermittent blindness. The hospital couldn't find out what it was, so I just got used to it."

Matsue Shigure was not surprised at the loss of his memory, and he treated blindness as normal.

Only Zhu Fu Jingguang would remember that in the rainy alley, his instructor grabbed him, smiled coldly and crazily, and said, "Take me back."

…

In just two days, the golden retriever had regained its nature and would happily stick to him without Zhufu Jingguang even having to do anything.

This made him feel particularly complicated.

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned: "Your eyesight hasn't recovered yet, be careful."

"Nothing will happen!"

Song Jiangxun also waved his hands carelessly, picked up his crutches, and walked towards the living room without holding on to anything.

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang could even say a word, he saw the young man being caught in the trash can and thrown to the ground.

"Hiss!" Song Jiangxun also sat up dazedly, and Zhu Fu Jingguang saw that there was a scratch on his face.

“…I’ll tell you.”

He turned around, got the medical kit, and walked over to the blond young man.

The latter looked so pitiful, like a house-wrecking golden retriever admitting his mistakes, that Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously held back his words of reprimand.

"It may be a little painful, just bear with it for a while." He held the alcohol cotton swab awkwardly in his left hand, and his tone was deliberately cold and hard.

"Uh-huh."

Songjiang Shigure appeared to be obedient but was actually responding perfunctorily.

He squinted at the handsome face in front of him that looked 80% like "Akabane Subaru", and deliberately imitated the posture of holding a cotton swab with his left hand.

Give it a score of 8.8?

He had recovered his sight on the first day he arrived, but he had been pretending to be blind in order to make it easier for him to act and observe.

Matsue Shigure planned to take advantage of the situation and get some information from the organization to the Red Team. Then, after pretending to be trapped, he finally - killed Yul!

For example, contact the red team to send the person to the police station or something.

As for the results, it seems now——

At the moment the cotton swab was raised, Matsue Shigure leaned forward a little and rubbed the other's fingers with his cheek.

When the fingertips touched the skin, it was like an electric shock, and they were suddenly retracted the next moment.

--fruitful.

Matsue Shigure smiled secretly in his heart and looked up with a confused expression.

"Eh? I..."

"Matsue." The man lowered his voice, and his tone became complicated.

The blond young man let him do what he wanted with full trust, and finally rubbed his fingertips very naturally.

This action is too familiar, obviously not the first time to do this.

The cotton swab was thrown into the trash can next to it, and the touch of the skin seemed to still linger on it. Zhu Fu Jingguang used his movements to twist the rubbed fingertips.

The blond young man in front of him changed his expression from trust to uneasiness.

The misty blue eyes fell on Morofu Jingguang's face, but no longer looked at him.

"I was distracted again just now." Song Jiangxun also explained awkwardly and took the initiative to call his name, "Mr. Yule, I'm sorry..."

The young man realized belatedly that his action just now was inappropriate and was afraid that he would mind, but he didn't know that everything was initiated by him.

Time and again, the guilt of mistaking someone for someone else would pile up, but after a moment of confusion, one would still make the same mistake out of conditioned reflex.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes, but still took the initiative to pat his shoulder, running his fingers along his hair: "It's okay, let's go after breakfast."

It has to be said that the organization's ability to gather intelligence is quite good. Even though his memory is not clear, Song Jiangxun will still deliberately test him, without realizing it.

He was like a hunter high above, waiting for the prey lying beside the trap to actually walk into it.

Songjiang Shigure said with a smile: "Okay~"

Check in 1/N daily.

…

The two of them had a casual breakfast and then set off for the park.

In fact, Morofushi Jingguang wanted to exchange information with other members of the organization's intelligence team. He was worried about Songjiang Xun being alone at home, so he thought of an excuse to collect information and planned to pretend to be a passerby to hand over the information in the park.

The weather was nice today and there were not many people in the remote park.

Song Jiangxun, who had been detained for three days, was not restricted by his vision at all. He quickly rolled onto the lawn to bask in the sun, looking very happy.

Having lost his past memories and with his already ageless appearance, he doesn't feel out of place at all.

Morofushi Jingguang sat on a bench, waiting for the person to meet him, holding the material book for "collecting materials" in his hand, pretending to be calm.

"Mr. Yule! By the way, is there anyone selling kites now?"

"Probably not this season."

"Mr. Yule, are you painting a landscape or a figure? Do you need me to be a model?"

"...Scenery, no need."

After turning around to look for his target for a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang discovered that Song Jiang Xun was already making noise with a group of children.

Even though the blond young man can't be seen now, he can still make the children behave themselves.

They all called him Brother Songjiang and wowed in admiration because he could walk with his eyes closed.

The young man's loose braids rose and fell with his movements, drawing a simple sketch on the warm-colored sweater that the young man had personally handed to him in the morning.

Compared to his cold and icy appearance during his time as an instructor, perhaps the current Matsue Junya is showing his true character?

If it weren't for the organization -- or Akabane Subaru...

Morofushi Kagemitsu was thinking wildly, coming to the point, did Instructor Matsue know that Akabane Subaru was a member of the organization?

The waiting time was too boring, or perhaps the movement behind me was too lively.

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang knew it, he had been looking back for a long time.

"Okay, that's enough. I'm tired."

Songjiang Shiyu slapped the children on the head one by one, dismissed them like a child king, and lay on the ground to rest.

"Commander, how is the battle going?"

System: "Okay, your verbal inducement is very effective. I see his pen is moving."

Matsue Shigure was very proud: "I play so many strategy games, how can it be fake? Think about the cool male god love strategy I played before, the personality of the target in it, I know how to make it!"

System: “…Oh, yes.”

It's really a good idea to shift the blame for your addiction to sucking kids to other games.

But it seems that it really worked out.

Matsue Shigure stood up, patted his trousers, pretended not to see, and pointed over with his walking stick.

The black-haired man had already turned his head by now, pretending to be concentrating on taking in the scenery.

…

"How's your landscape painting going, Mr. Ure?"

A sound rang in his ears and a furry head moved closer. Zhu Fu Jingguang reflexively stretched out his left hand and reached out, only to feel something warm.

"Hmm?"

The blond youth blinked as his cheeks were suddenly pushed together.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked down consciously at what he had just sketched on the paper.

There was no scenery, only the breeze making the leaves dance in disorder. One lucky yellow leaf fell on the young man's golden hair and was led to play a game.

A pencil can only draw in black and white, and his drawing skills can only be described as third-rate.

"Feel sorry."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little slow to move his hand away, but the young man came over and rubbed his palm without any hesitation, like a puppy chasing warmth.

This time, for some unknown reason, he didn't pull it away directly.

The cobalt blue eyes narrowed, and Song Jiangxun also frowned: "It must be very beautiful, right? I really look forward to the day when my eyesight recovers, and I must see it then."

"……good."

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked down at this painting that should not have been painted, hesitated for a moment, but still did not refuse.

He was now extremely grateful that Song Jiangxun was also blind, which gave him a lot of room for error.

"He must be thinking that I can't see him now." Songjiang Shiyu snorted in his heart, "Otherwise he will be socially dead for sure!"

System: "Host is mighty!"

Matsue Shigure: "Hey hey hey, I saved his toes!"

System: "But why do I feel like he doesn't seem to be thinking about this?"

Next it was Zhufu Jingguang's turn to get up and go to the store next door to give ice cream to an adult who had heard other children eating ice cream and started to eat it greedily.

Without ever asking, Zhufu Jingguang closed his eyes and still chose Songjiang Xun's favorite flavor as planned.

But it seemed that because it took a while, the young man sat upright and stared at the fountain in a daze.

Zhufu Jingguang deliberately walked behind him, bent down slightly, and whispered "Songjiang" in Songjiang Xunye's ear.

Naturally, he held the ice cream in front of him.

"Hmm?" Song Jiangxun also responded. He seemed confused by the voice. He subconsciously tilted his head back and leaned over in a natural and familiar manner.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes and watched the action, and when his hair almost brushed against his shoulder, he reached out to block it.

"Why did you come just now...ah, Mr. Yule!"

The blond young man was halfway through complaining when he suddenly stood up and slammed his face into the ice cream.

"Woo!"

Someone lowered his head and wiped his face with a tissue, looking like he was looking for a crack in the ground to drill into.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sat next to him and slowed down his voice: "Do I look like your friend?"

This is the first time he has raised this issue explicitly in the past two days.

"Actually, not really." He stopped wiping his face.

"So... we are friends, right?"

Morofushi Jingguang gently brushed the earphone, and the recording device that would eventually serve as evidence of the mission flashed.

"Yeah." No one noticed that the blond young man lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, as if he was watching a farce.

He said, "I rarely meet people as nice as Mr. Yule... After all, most people would definitely not take me back."

Morofushi Kagemitsu: "Then..."

"I'm sorry, I won't mistake you again."

Now, Song Jiangxun also raised his head and blinked slowly, fearing that if he blinked faster, tears would flow out. He said to him very seriously, "I'm sorry."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't see him and pursed his lips.

In just three days, the prey seemed to be teetering on the edge of the trap, as if just a little push would make him fall completely.

The hunter has also walked to the edge of the trap. It only takes a moment for him to decide whether to pull the prey, push it down, or fall into the trap together with the prey.

He met a brand new Matsue Shigure, but he had to personally induce him to betray.

But can we just give up on all the efforts we have made?

--Can't.

The blood of countless people accumulated under the tissue, and Zhu Fu Jingguang was now standing shakily at the position closest to his heart, about to fall.

He had just returned from Europe, and if he wanted to get deeper into Japan's organizational power, countless eyes would be staring at him.

Rum, Gin, Vermouth, and the boss who is considering whether to delegate power. Every step he takes may be under surveillance.

Not to mention the public security. Before the doubts about his "death three years ago" were completely resolved, even his approach to Furiya Rei would arouse the public security's vigilance.

Therefore, he now has to produce something practical to gain more recognition from the organization and let the public security department see his sincerity.

Morofushi Jingguang didn't have the capital to gamble, so - as long as the instructor could survive, that would be enough.

So, when Songjiang Xun was in a trance, Zhufu Jingguang handed over another extra ice cream.

"Eat." He said, "I don't blame you. We will have a lot of time to spend together in the future."

The blond young man took the blueberry-flavored ice cream and ate it slowly.

The smile on his face disappeared, and in silence, he let Morofu Jingguang tidy up his messy hair bit by bit.

I am not familiar with the natural movement, but I still relax my trust.

This time, there was no interference from the presence of any other people, just out of trust in him - in Yule.

The prey has been caught.

In fact, Songjiang Shigure's eyes were tired from staring at the blueberry yogurt ice cream.

He said, "Where's the takeover? Where's the takeover? His part is over, it's my turn now!"

System: "Don't worry, isn't it almost there in the comics? But are you sure you want to say that? If you really say that... I'm afraid there will be a chain reaction."

Songjiang Shigure didn't care: "What kind of chain can there be? We must seize the moment!"

Matsue Shigure: "You see, Shirley has a radar reaction, so it shouldn't be a big problem for me to make one for myself, right?"

He squinted his eyes and finally saw an old man with crutches who seemed to be strolling leisurely in the distance.

The old man seemed to be very talkative and would chat with everyone he met.

Here it comes!

"Ahem, are you out here to paint?"

A man disguised as an old man, but actually a member of the organization's intelligence team, walked over. He wanted to get closer to Yul and hand over the information in his hand.

Morobushi Kagemitsu naturally recognized the gesture, and he chuckled: "Actually, I didn't draw anything--"

Before he could finish his words, the blond young man who was slowly eating ice cream next to him stood up abruptly.

Without hesitation, he threw the ice cream cone in his hand to the old man, then grabbed Zhu Fu Jingguang and stumbled out.

Morofu Jingguang was startled, and before he could react he was carried several meters away.

He quickly grabbed Songjiang Xunye, who was about to fall face down, and asked, "What happened?"

"Run first! Get out of here!" Songjiang Xunye's face looked even uglier than before, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead. "Don't let that old man catch up with you! Hurry!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, turned his head and looked at the intelligence team member who was standing there in confusion with his face covered in ice cream.

In the end, he quickly left with Song Jiangxun and returned to the car.

"What's the matter? Tell me slowly!" Zhu Fu Jingguang handed him a bottle of water and patted the blond young man's back.

"Huh... Huh, cough, it's like this." Song Jiangxun also took a few breaths and explained, "That old man is very likely a killer!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I don't know how to put it specifically." Song Jiangxun also shook his head, "You can call it intuition, sixth sense - whatever you want to call it, anyway, I can always feel the aura of those dangerous people."

"I can detect most of the people who have killed people on their hands."

Song Jiangxun also said with a cold face: "That person must have a lot of them - call the police!"

Morofu Jingguang held the cell phone in his hand, frozen in the driver's seat like a sculpture.

Can sense danger...

What about him?

From Japan to Northern Europe, and then to this position, there must be many deaths at the hands of Fumiaki Kagemitsu.

But why did Song Jiangxun have no reaction to him?

Or has he already noticed it but is just playing dumb?

"Mr. Yule?"

"I... Songjiang, what if I say my hands aren't particularly clean?"

Morofushi Jingguang pursed his lips and recalled the next plan he had made in the organization after gaining trust - pretending to be hunted by an unknown force and forcing Songjiang Xun to expose his power in order to save him.

So it is logical to say this now.

At least - he must know Songjiang Xunye's true attitude towards him.

Matsue Shigure relaxed his tense expression, he showed a stunned look, and then turned it into a smile.

"I noticed it from the beginning," he said briskly, "but you are different--"

"No matter what, I will protect you."

In the slightly dim car, those cobalt blue eyes were extremely focused, just quietly looking at Morobushi Kagemitsu.

Looking at him...

Logically, I should ask a few more questions, such as who I am protecting, or further take advantage of the guilt of mistaking someone for someone else.

But when it comes to protection——

Whether it was taking responsibility for them in the police academy or tampering with his data as A.

Songjiang Shigure has protected him more than once.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

Zhu Fu Jingguang held the phone, his throat surging.

"good."

The blond young man kept smiling, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

The prey fell into the trap.