In the private residence where the five police academy members gathered for a meeting, Morofushi Keimitsu was nearly killed by the attack of Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji. He cried bitterly and did not show any of the aura of a big boss who could silence people in the organization.

"Zero, help me, hahahaha!"

"I really can't take it anymore, let me go, let me go!"

Standing aside, Furutani Rei crossed his arms across his chest, with no intention of going forward to rescue the people. It was as if the words "harming friend" were written on his face. This rare attitude made Date Kou couldn't help but look sideways.

What's going on? Could it be that Jingguang has made Zero angry too?

You know, this pair of children have always had a close relationship.

By the time the reliable old squad leader pulled the three people apart, Morofushi Jingguang had already collapsed on the ground, completely turned into a pool of cat cakes.

Hagiwara Kenji dragged him back to his chair.

"Okay, let's stop talking." Matsuda Jinpei sat on the chair and drank some water to moisten his throat. "Let's talk about business. What happened to Songjiang on the Victory Goddess? And where is he now?"

Several people looked at those who knew the situation.

At that time, Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara almost beat Naka Yonghe to death on the spot. After venting their anger, they asked Inspector Megure and others to send him for treatment.

"This is very similar to the case seven years ago," said Jinpei Matsuda. "I thought we had noticed something was wrong in advance and successfully prevented the explosion and danger, but the result..."

"As we were waiting for the helicopter to arrive to provide support to the Goddess, we saw the entire ship explode."

Kenji Hagiwara took a deep breath. He was still extremely scared when he thought about it now, and subconsciously clenched the cup.

When the Goddess caught fire but there was no sound coming from the detective badge, Kenji Hagiwara almost fainted.

If something happens to Matsue Shigure because of their wrong judgment or other backup plans, he doesn't know what will happen to him in the future!

Unconsciously, in Hagiwara Kenji's heart, Matsue Shigure has become more than just an old friend and teacher.

He gently touched the other person's soft hair and smelled the sweet scent of shampoo.

Although, the rubber band broke my face.

There was nothing secretive about these things. Fūya Rei explained the whole thing in a concise manner, deliberately ignoring the contribution of Akai Shuichi.

Morofushi Jingguang, who was listening on the side, rarely did not add anything, but simply replaced it with "someone" in an understated manner.

"…Is he okay now?"

Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his fingers imperceptibly to hide his nervousness: "Is it because our authority is too low that we can't find any trace of him even in the public security department?"

Now it was Fūtani Rei's turn to be silent. He looked at Morofushi Kagemitsu and the temperature around him dropped a little. A slight chill seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart.

Although they had the idea before, they still hesitated when it came time to actually speak out.

——Should we tell them about Instructor Songjiang’s other identity?

'If they knew, I might not stick with it.'

They were the only two people present who had seen Matsue Shigure as a wolf.

The fragile, violent, captive bird trapped in a corner of the organization had its wings broken from the very beginning, without even the slightest chance of escape.

Even after he had faced the thorns with his chest, he still sang for others.

And he... sucked the blood gushing out of his heart, accelerating the passing of his life.

Is it really appropriate to expose such a past to the light of day and tell these colleagues who have never truly understood the darkness of the organization?

Fūya Rei changed his sitting posture, from sitting upright at the table to supporting his forehead with his hands.

Everyone fell silent.

Matsuda Jinpei did not rush, and during this waiting, he also had a bad premonition.

It seems that no one has taken the initiative to explore the clear relationship between the organization and Songjiang Shiyu.

"Think about it again, there's no rush." ​​Yi Dahang said comfortingly, "Has the instructor's memory recovered? I passed by the cafe several times before, and I felt that he had changed a lot."

"It should be recovering soon..."

Hagiwara Kenji sighed, "But whether he recovers or not, the instructor still won't tell us his plan. You know, when he got into trouble on board this time, Xiao Zhenping and I were so upset that we couldn't sleep well for several nights."

These are the tickets they gave us!

Only now did we know that Songjiang Shigure had long planned to board the ship to deal with the organization, and even their trust in Zhong Yonghe was doomed from the beginning.

Whenever Kenji Hagiwara thought about it, he felt like his heart was jumping.

The same thing happened with the kidnapping case last time. Most people can’t keep up with Matsue Shigure’s pace!

Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes and said, "Actually, the instructor cannot be blamed."

In his past nightmares, he would flash back to the scene of Gaimori holding a knife and humming a song. But what would Matsue Shigure, who was suffering much more severely than he was, be thinking?

Do they exist in his nightmares?

【Memory is an indispensable part of a person and a "root" that can never be abandoned or ignored.】

Fūya Rei recalled the report he first saw in the Jiujing psychological counseling room.

He could only see the first line of typing and the English name D...Amnesia.

Afterwards, he went to look up relevant information*.

Dissociative Amnesia

DA's problems are often related to their own memory, which is related to memory loss of "what I did, where I was", which is generally related to abuse and increases with the severity.

Some DA patients will experience more extensive amnesia and may even forget their identity and knowledge reserves, as if they were a completely new person.

Why is it that when they are with A, even though they face such special cobalt blue eyes and blond hair every day, they don't have any association with the past?

Because... there's too much difference.

The bloody transformation process in the middle, the personality changes caused by the fragmentation and reconstruction of memories, seemed to be separated by a chasm.

Ordinary people will never be able to imagine how painful it is to turn a person into a program that can add and delete memories as if it were a normal thing.

Indifferent, indifferent from beginning to end.

Whether it is A, Songjiang Xunye, or even the young man they are facing now.

[I never asked Songjiang Shigure where he was during the days he was missing.

Because I know he is sick. 】

Furutani Rei was never surprised that Matsue Shigure never mentioned anything about his past, and he never asked about it.

Because he knows that people with this disease will rarely take the initiative to express their memory problems and provide relevant information. Instead, they will act as if the amnesia and the related experiences are insignificant, like weeds that can be walked over by just lifting their legs.

He is ill...

Why did I forget the things I had remembered in the past that night?

Maybe it's not that he forgot, but that he was a child spoiled by Songjiang Shigure's daily tolerance and had unconsciously become accustomed to treating others with a bad attitude.

The heartache was born again without a trace, but the light breathing of his companions gradually became louder and clearly came into his mind, reminding Rei Furuya that the past was past and what he had to face must be faced.

"The instructor... is recuperating in the organization for some reason. The people in the organization will not touch him for the time being."

Furuya Rei said, "Hiro and I will bring him out when the time is right."

Matsuda Jinpei looked at him steadily and asked, "Can you guarantee that the instructor will not be hurt?"

Furiya Rei said calmly: "I will solve everything before he gets hurt."

Morobushi Kagemitsu: "If nothing unexpected happens... we may have a chance to meet this afternoon."

He must snatch the instructor back from Gin!

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Songjiang Shigure is about to die.

He knew that Gin couldn't remain calm in the face of his torture, but he never expected that this guy would be so inhuman.

The system asked weakly: "Songjiang, are you okay?"

Matsue Shigure: “Tsk——!”

He had never seen clear soup noodles cooked so badly!

How did Gin make something that should have just a little salt taste bitter, astringent and particularly pungent?

The silver-haired man was still unaware, now frowning with an impatient look: "What else do you want?"

Songjiang Shigure was dying: "Ahem, eat a bite yourself if you can!"

The noodles were rolled into a circle on the chopsticks, steaming hot. The blond young man, who had just been forced to eat a big mouthful of the noodles, choked so hard that his eyes were red. Gin slowly released his right hand that was pinching the other's chin, and rubbed his fingertips across the other's pale lips. The abnormal blush on his face made him look even more miserable.

Is it really that unpalatable?

His brows furrowed tighter.

Gin had worked with A many times before, but the hacker who hid himself under a hood and a mask would never eat in front of him, let alone be bold enough to ask him to feed him.

Although Gin has little experience in cooking, he considers himself a high-level killer in all aspects and does not think there is anything wrong with him.

This guy who is taking advantage of others...

The chopsticks turned and finally touched Gin's pursed lips. The noodle ball that was supposed to be stuffed into Matsue Shigure's mouth was slowly sipped down by him.

Matsue Shigure kept his posture and looked at him.

Gin's cheeks bulged slightly, then sank, and bulged again, and he swallowed the food without even chewing it enough times.

"Is there any problem?" He glanced at Songjiang Shiyu coldly, "You are so hypocritical."

He slammed his chopsticks on the bowl, turned around and walked away quickly as if he was going to make a phone call.

System: “…Wow!”

“Hahahahahahaha!”

Songjiang Shiyu laughed like crazy in his heart: "I guess he went to rinse his mouth. Do you believe that people can eat this kind of thing?"

Matsue Shigure: "Still pretending in front of me hahahaha!!!"

He was obviously disgusted to death but still insisted on being strong. Why didn't he realize that Gin was so interesting before?

A certain golden retriever was getting funnier and funnier, and finally he just rolled over on the bed with the quilt in his arms, laughing. But he was afraid that his laughter was too loud and might be heard, so he buried his whole body in the pillow.

"Ha--cough cough cough!"

All of a sudden, he was so happy that he turned into sorrow. Songjiang Shiyu laughed so hard that he choked. He covered his chest and started coughing.

System: "Although you are shielded from pain, you are still recovering from your injuries..."

He had never seen anyone who didn't care about his health so much. Even though he had said before that he would take precautions, before the forum was opened, Matsue Shigure had also handled many cases recklessly, and he was not at all afraid of death like he kept talking about.

The system thinks this player is weird.

Matsue Shigure covered his chest and gasped, glanced at the noodles on the table, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "I did it on purpose, okay?"

System: “?”

Matsue Shigure: "You idiot, you don't understand. I laughed so hard on purpose. Please call me the script team. Thank you."

System: So this guy has been given such a terrifying brain boost, and he really thinks he can do it all by himself?

Matsue Shigure ignored the system's questions. He simply closed his eyes and lay down. He lay there peacefully and steadily, just like... a corpse.

This is the scene that Gin saw when he came in.

The door handle I was holding suddenly made a "click" sound!

The silver-haired killer walked quickly to Matsue Shigure with a gloomy face and put his hand on his neck.

The young man, whose lips seemed still stained with water but whose face was extremely pale, showed no reaction.

It looked like he died of poisoning.

Gin glanced at the still full noodles with a sullen face, retracted his fingers when they touched the chopsticks, and turned around to call the medical department.

After he left, Matsue Shigure slightly opened one eye and said smugly: "If I hadn't pretended to be dizzy, do you believe that Gin would have pretended to be stupid and forced noodles on me when he came back?"

Although it's not impossible for each of them to hurt each other, Songjiang Shigure thought it would be better not to make things difficult for himself.

System: “…You know a lot about it.”

Three minutes later, a group of hurried medical team members rushed in.

In order to prevent the purpose from being revealed, the current medical team members only know to save people and are not aware of the specific situation.

Fifteen minutes later, the only male member left to make a report faced Gin in a cold sweat.

Gin said simply: "Speak."

"Master Gin." The male member hesitated, "You, you treat him... uh..."

Gin frowned subconsciously: "I didn't do anything."

The male member glanced at the blond young man who was in a coma and looked particularly miserable. The chain on his wrist had just electrocuted a certain unlucky researcher.

Fingerprints can be clearly seen on the red areas on both sides of the young man’s cheeks, and even his lips have traces of broken skin (from being hit by chopsticks). When he was examined just now, his throat was a little congested, which was obviously the result of resisting with all his might (his throat was hurt by laughing too loudly)...

The male member was a little devastated. How could he not know that Gin, who was said to be cold-blooded and ruthless in the organization and only did his job, was actually so cruel!

Will he still be alive after he finishes speaking?

But they still had to bite the bullet and confess. The male member said, "Don't be so rude..."

Gin felt that all his patience had been used up: "I'm not rude."

The male member tried to be tactful: "That is, if you really want him to recover from his injury, I suggest you don't touch him for a week..."

Gin took a deep breath: "He is on a hunger strike!"

Male member: “…”

Anyone who was imprisoned here and tortured like this would go on a hunger strike.

You can't say that.

He said politely: "You have a quota for the nutrition injections in the organization."

Gin's hand holding the cigarette trembled.

He was so angry about Songjiang Shiyu that he didn't even think about that useless thing.

"I understand." Gin said coldly, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The male member whispered, "Please don't hurt anyone, or we will write a drug reimbursement report..."

If I write something like this down, will it really not be destroyed?

He looked at Gin with a pleading expression.

The silver-haired man stood there for two seconds, and suddenly a murderous aura swept through the whole room. He had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth and said, "Get lost!"