In the tent at the edge of the scenic area, Kenji Hagihara was pacing anxiously, and he pushed Takagi Wataru, who was also waiting for orders, out to make him vomit.

"The small group has already started to take action, so we shouldn't just sit there and wait!"

"Ah! Songjiang obviously has access to the Internet, why didn't he send me a message? Or did he send messages to Kojiro and the others and just forgot about me?"

Ida Hang saw him squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, looking like a sullen child who didn't get any candy, and couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't get any either."

"You're just forgetting about us!" Hagiwara Kenji stood up and said loudly, "We won't allow such a thing, okay?"

"Then you can act coquettishly in front of me, hahaha."

"Squad leader!"

"Don't call me monitor now... your title is higher than mine."

Ida Kou was also a little anxious. He spat out the grass stem in his mouth and smiled: "Since Matsuda has taken action... let's go?"

"Walk!"

Kenji Hagiwara was the first to step out of the tent and was met head-on by the bright golden sunlight.

The golden light flickered slightly, evaporating the morning dew. The air was filled with the scent of various plants and flowers, and the moment it came over, one could be intoxicated by it.

He couldn't help but pause.

Yi Dahang came out and saw his eyes looking around: "What's wrong?"

"I was just wondering...whether there's any cherry blossom in this mixed scent."

"Are you stupid? Cherry blossoms are scentless flowers. They have no smell."

Kenji Hagiwara sniffed and couldn't help laughing at his sudden thought.

Why do you like cherry blossoms so much?

In the cherry blossom forest at night, the only sound one could hear was the rustling of petals blown down by the wind. The tiny stars in the dark sky intertwined with the white cherry blossoms. He looked at the blond instructor coming out of the teaching building. As he looked, the wind stopped, but he felt that the sky and the earth, the stars and the cherry blossoms were shaking.

That period of youth was filled with dreams that could never be returned to.

Kenji Hagiwara thought about the fortune he had requested, the letter written by Subaru Akabane, and the "graduation present" that had returned to him after going through so many twists and turns.

Songjiang Shigure has never opened it, and he... can return the gift to its rightful owner today.

Whose gift is this?

"Hagiwara, remember to put on your helmet."

Date Kou's voice broke the deadlock in his thinking, and Hagiwara Kenji forced a smile and said, "I'll wear it later!"

Date Kou looked at his uneasy expression and calmly said, "You will soon meet your instructor, as well as Rei and Keimitsu. You will be able to see them often in the future. You should be happy."

"good."

They mounted their off-road motorcycles and rushed out like arrows amid the roar, leaving Takagi Wataru, who had just returned from vomiting, facing the empty tent, at a loss, shedding tears.

Kenji Hagiwara put his helmet on the back of his head and grinned, but his purple-gray eyes couldn't help but become more sparkling, but the sparkle was soon blown behind his ears by the wind and disappeared in his loose semi-long hair.

**********

Deep in the scenic area, Jinpei Matsuda ran forward. He stepped over the body of an organization member, stepped on the wall to gain leverage, and suddenly knocked over another guard who was counterattacking.

"Check each room according to the map. We must not let the person escape!"

"Pay attention to the corners, there may be secret passages!"

The policeman who had successfully established himself in the security department was particularly courageous at this moment, and he had no hesitation in commanding police officers of the same rank or higher than him.

The curly-haired man leaned against the wall and took a few breaths, spitting out saliva that smelled of blood. His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. The physiological reaction brought about by the intense exercise made him want to vomit.

Jinpei Matsuda took out his cell phone again.

The light spot was still moving at varying speeds, and its location was also strange, as if it was circling in a deeper level.

The distance between them was getting farther and farther, as if they could never catch up.

"Damn it!" Jinpei Matsuda punched the wall.

He didn't understand why Matsue Shigure's position kept changing. After shutting down the base's defenses and giving him a prompt, shouldn't they merge immediately?

If there was danger and he was held hostage, he shouldn't have carried out this plan in the first place!

This kind of thing of playing a joke on one's own life...

Feeling the burning sensation in his lungs subside a little, Matsuda Jinpei took a deep breath, pushed off the ground with his feet, and rushed out with his cell phone in hand.

…

Karasuma Renya, who had no idea that she was being followed, was extremely angry and anxious at this moment.

The wheelchair contained basic equipment and medicines to maintain his physical condition, so he could not be thrown away. He was carried by two of his confidants and moved quickly in the dark and bumpy corridor.

Only a very few people know about this passage, and it is not marked on any map. The exit is directly connected to a tourist attraction with a large flow of people. Once you leave from here, it is like a drop of water merging into the sea, and it is easy to hide your body.

Whenever there is a need to allow outsiders into the base, Karasuma Renya will find ways to gather the people around here, and today's outing was born out of this.

"Still can't contact Gin? Where's Vodka? Where's A?! What the hell is going on?!"

"My plan for eternal life...ah!"

Listening to the running and noise coming from above his head, Karasuma Renya's eyes went dark. He was wearing an oxygen mask, but still had difficulty breathing.

"Sorry, sir, we can't contact Master Gin." The confidant said carefully, "Where should we move to next?"

"Let's go out first and contact Yule. Yule is cautious and sharp, so it's unlikely that he will be discovered by the police." Karasuma Renya panted, his eyes red, "As for Gin, forget it, don't look for him!"

He is not a fool.

Details that were originally ignored or deliberately ignored have already ruled out other answers after the alarm sounded.

Gin...a genius killer he trained, with the coldest humanity and absolute loyalty to the organization.

After Akabane Subaru's rebellion, that became Karasuma Renya's most proud blade.

However, the sharp blade seemed to be trapped, speaking well of A in front of him and even carried A directly to him.

A bloody taste rose in her throat, and Karasuma Renya swallowed the blood with great regret.

Why didn't they kill Matsue Shigure directly back then?

Why... did it turn out like this?

He thought of Bermode who suddenly hung up the phone and what she mentioned on the phone.

Bourbon commissioned Vermouth to meet Matsue Shigure because he had a good impression of him; Yule disguised himself and designed a routine to trick Matsue Shigure, and it seemed that he had had different ideas early on.

There is also Akabane Subaru, who would rather abandon the entire organization and defect, and Shirley who disappeared inexplicably...

It seems that all members of the organization related to Matsue Shigure have been fed a love potion and even their souls have been hooked away.

If this is also the case with Gin, then his failures in several missions regarding Matsue Shigure can be explained.

Karasuma Renya's facial muscles twitched, and a feeling of anger and frustration surged in her chest.

Is Songjiang Shigure really a human? ! Is there really someone who can deceive people like this? !

How on earth was he going to kill him? How was he going to ensure that the people he sent over wouldn't be turned against him again?!

Once bitten by a snake, Karasuma Renya now wonders who has contact with Matsue Shigure, and the doubts in his heart are instantly filled.

He quickly said, "Forget it, don't go looking for Yule! After you leave here, buy a plane ticket to the United States!"

He was scared and just wanted to escape from this incomprehensible Japan as soon as possible!

*************

In the comic, a blond young man sitting in front of a computer has his fingers flying rapidly on the keyboard, typing out strings of characters at an extremely fast speed, which is dazzling.

He looked very tired. The cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his half-dry hospital gown. His fingers were even slightly numb from working so fast.

Despite this, he did not stop at all.

[Woo woo! Songjiangjiang! I feel like I am on the verge of coma. Can I really hold on?]

[No, why is he typing so hard? He can't really be working for Karasuma Renya, right?! I've been played by the spy within the spy within the spy in Matsue, and I have no idea what he's going to do.]

[Matsuda, hurry up and catch the cat! ! ]

This high-intensity keyboard tapping action lasted for more than ten minutes. Matsue Shigure's face had turned so pale that people suspected that he would faint at any time, but his cobalt blue eyes were exceptionally bright.

He twisted his sore fingers and unexpectedly hit the last key.

Suddenly, the world seemed to be deprived of light. A dazzling red light flashed and alarms rang throughout the base.

The young man sitting in the wheelchair was trembling all over, as if he was forced into a corner by the devouring darkness. His dilated pupils flickered and finally focused on the red flashing marker light.

"It's almost over..."

The words went around in his mouth and were finally pressed between his lips and teeth.

The blond young man took a deep breath, clasped the armrests of the wheelchair with his hands, and finally stood up little by little.

Hearing the noise coming from outside, Songjiang Shigure did not hesitate any longer. He stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and his knees almost gave way, causing him to kneel down again. Finally, he staggered out, holding onto the wall.

As if he had memorized the entire base's topographic map in his mind, Songjiang Shigure shuttled through the corridors where guards were running in the dark. He took the opportunity of a sneak attack to strangle a lone enemy and knocked him unconscious, thereby obtaining a gun.

He rubbed his temples tiredly, and instead of immediately going to find Matsuda Jinpei to reunite as originally planned, he continued to walk deeper into the base, holding onto the wall.

Then, after the lights were restored, he successfully walked to the empty room.

It was a laboratory that was responsible for preparing medicines to maintain Karasuma Renya's body, including various injections that could keep her alive for a short period of time and some things involving forbidden experiments.

It seemed that because of the sudden alarm, all the people who were originally working in the laboratory had disappeared, and all that could be seen were overturned bottles and jars.

Songjiang Shigure looked around and finally stopped at the refrigerated storage box.

Because he stayed in the dark for too long, his PTSD symptoms were triggered again, and the young man felt as if there was someone else by his side. He kept whispering, as if he was talking about something.

"…Fortunately, I remembered a lot of things from the past, and I can still tell the functions of these things."

"It will be over soon."

"Why are you worried about me?"

Songjiang Shiyu's lips curled slightly. He took out the medicine he needed, sat on the ground, lowered his eyes, held the syringe, and pushed the medicine into his vein.

What a strange feeling it was, the icy medicine swirling in my veins, gradually warming up my whole body, making me feel light-headed.

The pain that spread from somewhere was beating on his heart, and his soul was fixed in place. The suffocating feeling faded away, he covered his lips and coughed lightly a few times, put the remaining few cigarettes in his pocket, and stood up neatly with the gun in his hand.

The rotten gears were lubricated again and started running extremely quickly and smoothly in a short time. No one could hear the creaking groans inside.

The young man took a final look at the equipment in the laboratory and shot the oxygen supply that had started to operate again.

He once again rushed into the bright corridor, avoiding everyone including the police, and hid in the lounge, as if he was going to participate in some ceremony, and changed his clothes carefully and solemnly.

…

[Ahhhhhhh!]

[Waaaaa! Why do I have so many bad feelings? qaq Songjiang, what are you doing? ! Matsuda just passed by you! ]

[It’s just across a corridor… Help, where’s the tracking device? If it’s not on Songjiang, then where is it?!]

[Where is my Phuket?! But Songjiang obviously has no intention of looking for someone, why is he changing clothes now? Do you want to die in a dignified way?!]

[(choking up) Why did this bento suddenly become so big? I was ready to see a happy ending]

[I was already dumbfounded. Let’s not even mention how Songjiang got the medicine and injected himself and then jumped around. Just the fact that he was talking to himself so excitedly was scary!]

[Too cruel, too cruel to myself. Songjiang is afraid of the dark. Cutting off the power for such a short time is enough to make him stressed, not to mention that the ground is covered with blood and there are dangers everywhere. It would be strange if he didn’t have hallucinations.]

[Woo woo, he must be talking to Akabane, just like last time on the ferry, the ghosts have dispersed, but his partner is still standing beside him, accompanying him quietly]

[So he never wanted Matsuda to find it, wuwuwu]

[After changing into black clothes that look like they were for funerals, he made his only phone call to his boss, who mentioned Akabane’s grave… The light in Matsue’s eyes suddenly went out]

[Help! ! It turns out that Songjiang's obsession in life is to take revenge on the organization. Now he has succeeded. For him, there is nothing left in this world.]

[But what about the police academy team?]

[“I’m afraid I can’t hold on any longer” (Devil’s Whisper) Do you remember what Matsue said to Akai Shuichi at that time? You know, he seemed to be downplaying it and brushing it off as if nothing had happened]

[Wuwuwuwu, I am really blown away! What a coincidence! No matter whose perspective it is, it is not wrong, but it has become the last straw that completely breaks the camel's back for Song Jiangjiang]

[I’m really going to die! Hasn’t Akai realized something?! Hurry up and grab this stupid cat who is stuck in his own tracks! He’s just sick and desperate, that doesn’t mean he can’t be saved!]

[……@#￥@#%￥]

[I'm dead, why didn't Akai come, but Gin came out?!]

*************

No one could have imagined how much preparation Gin had made. He was like an extremely cautious hunter, setting traps little by little, trying to set a dragnet.

The bird he hoped to catch had the most superb escape skill. If one was not careful, it could escape far away and fall into the hands of others.

But this is still far from enough.

What do you want from him?

"Sorry." The blond young man said this word crisply and calmly, "Let me pass?"

"Sorry..." Gin chewed the word in his mouth, and finally couldn't help but let out a mocking smile, "Is there a word you said that is true? Matsue Shigure?"

Matsue Shigure was speechless for a moment. He had already been wrapped in countless disguises, and what was revealed on the outside was his acting that changed according to his purpose. His true heart could not be seen, yet it was all sincere.

【I actually like you very much. 】

This is actually true.

But these truths had no weight in terms of what he wanted to achieve.

In the final analysis, "deception" has become his weapon.

"There's nothing to say." He raised the gun calmly, his eyes calm, "Let me pass."

Gin sneered and finally realized where he lost.

The person in front of me has no heart.

Everything is a bargaining chip for Matsue Shigure, including freedom, emotions, health...even his own life. It seems that as long as he can achieve the goal of "destroying the organization", he can throw it all away without any hesitation.

When the progress bar he cares about moves slightly from 0, he has already lost.

Gin looked into those calm and cold cobalt blue eyes, and for a moment he saw traces of Akabane Subaru in them.

After all, the reason why Matsue Shigure became a mortal enemy with the organization was simply because he wanted to find an explanation for the death of his partner.

The fact that this silent and mysterious top intelligence agent in the organization quietly helped Karasuma Renya determine the position of the successor and was even quite satisfied with it was enough to prove his ability.

However, Subaru Akabane suddenly chose a high-risk undercover mission one day, and before anyone could react, he defected in a high-profile manner, and ultimately died after briefly embracing the light.

How can a creature that lives in darkness live in the sun?

Gin thought it was ridiculous at the time, and now when he thinks about it, it seems even more absurd.

Songjiang Shigure is the apple of the Garden of Eden.

The moment their eyes met, Gin raised the gun in his hand.

The two of them didn't communicate a word and suddenly started fighting.

The two gunshots that followed each other were heard far away in the long and empty dark passage. Gin and Matsue Shigure dodged the bullets one on the left and one on the right, and finally chose to fight each other at a very close distance.

The barefoot blond young man stepped on the wall to gain leverage and flew into the air like a nimble cat. He leaped towards the half-open door, and the dagger slipped out of his sleeve, shining coldly in the sunlight.

Gin took a quick step forward and hit his wrist with the butt of the gun, forcing Matsue Shigure to take a half step back. The dagger brushed along the butt of the gun, making a teeth-grinding sound of collision and almost cutting off the man's fingers.

Without any pause, Gin rushed forward like a swift cheetah, his hands in claw shape attacking Matsue Shigure's neck.

Matsue Shigure naturally would not give him this opportunity. He suddenly took a half step back, bent his waist with his extremely flexible body, and the moment his palms touched the ground, he raised his foot and kicked towards Gin's chin.

At the same time, the dagger held in the other hand quickly slashed across Gin's ankle, and when the latter noticed and retreated, it slashed his trouser leg, drawing a trickle of blood.

Gin sneered, and reached down to grab Matsue Shigure's suspended calf with his fingers, pressing hard.

A short muffled groan was heard, and the shiny and sensitive toes curled up. Matsue Shigure cursed in his heart, and simply threw the dagger at Gin's face like a dart, taking the opportunity to free his own feet.

"Why don't we both take a step back?" Holding on to the wall, Songjiang Shiyu coughed a few times and said, "It's not safe here."

"I want to know how much you have hidden." His fingertips scratched the wound on his face, stinging and itching. Gin's eyes flashed with interest. "You are pretending to be unable to stand up, and you are also pretending to be seriously injured--"

"Matsue Shigure..."

A qualified liar.

The words circled between his lips and tongue, Gin licked his upper lip, ignoring the sound of collapse coming from the distance, and attacked again.

Matsue Shigure simply lay on the ground and rolled twice. His hand touched the pistol that he had just thrown aside, and he pulled the trigger towards Gin's shoulder and abdomen without hesitation.

The bullet passed by Gin's waist and cut a big hole in the fabric of his black shirt.

Gin dodged the bullet and kicked the dagger that had just fallen to the ground and held it in his hand. He did not hold back any strength. His green eyes were cold and deep, and even a hint of sarcasm flashed across them because of Matsue Shigure's soft heart.

The dagger was thrown out with great force, making a loud sound of breaking through the air as it rubbed against the air. The young man quickly rolled to the other side, but a few strands of his long golden hair that were not tied up were still pinned in place.

Matsue Shigure panted: "How long will it take?"

The entire system was in a state of panic and it cried out, "Eighteen minutes."

There's really no time left if we waste any more time!

Matsue Shigure's hands were resting on the cold and rough ground, leaving red marks. His rapid breathing was mixed with uncontrollable coughing, and he finally coughed up a mouthful of blood from the side of his head.

Gin's eyes fell on the bright red on his lips, and he had a vague idea in his mind.

He walked a few steps closer and pressed his shoulders. He saw that thin arm trembling, and finally the strength was released, and the whole person leaned back.

He pressed his knee against Songjiang Shigure's knee, looked into his eyes which were filled with water due to pain, and said with half-determination: "You are not going to look for those cops."

"Is it important?" The blond young man coughed twice, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The cold sweat on his forehead wet his eyelashes. He closed his eyes and reopened them again, still calm, "This organization is finished."

Gin's hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened. Seeing the pupils of the young man shrinking in pain, the silver-haired man sneered, "Is my knife useful?"

"Ahem... it works great."

"Take me back to the organization for treatment; give me access to the computer; take me to the base... ahem, Gin, you are really useful."

Words that sounded like both provocation and statement came out from those rosy lips, and every word drew blood.

Gin's smile faded and his face remained expressionless.

He stretched out his hand and used his rough fingertips to fiercely scrape Songjiang Shiyu's lips, and heard him "hiss" and swallow the rest of the words again. The blood-stained lip beads became red and swollen, looking fragile, but wrapped in the most sharp words.

“Ahem…”

The cobalt blue eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, as if exhausted, becoming hazy and dim.

Gin always felt that this scene was familiar.

He has been in the upper hand in countless fights with Matsue Shigure. His strong fighting ability and physical strength can easily crush the opponent, leaving Matsue Shigure with nowhere to escape under his confinement, exposing his softest side.

But there are always countless unexpected events that can be used by the other party to reverse the situation.

He never conquered.

Now, what else can you use?

Or just give up.

Gin pulled out the dagger that was stuck in the ground and ran his fingers over the broken strand of golden hair.

"Ahem... Gin." Matsue Shigure blinked his misty eyes, stretched out his hand and gently grasped his sleeve, and said in a barely audible voice, "You want me to be your tool?"

He is calm and rational, but he is also crazy. He seems to be selfless but he is actually full of ambition.

This kind of people...

The dagger was pressed against the neck, leaving a thin line of blood. The silver-haired man's pupils shrank involuntarily when he heard these light words.

The next moment, the dagger slid down the neck, making a crisp "bang" sound.

Gin slowly lowered his head and saw an extremely inconspicuous syringe sticking out from Matsue Shigure's sleeve and piercing his wrist.

The blond young man, who was so weak that he coughed up blood and seemed to have no strength to get up, transferred the needle hidden in his pocket into his sleeve as he fell down, and stabbed the most empty gap in Gin's heart the moment he decided to take action.

——Gin recognizes Matsue Shigure’s abilities and wants to tame him.

This is the most deadly thing about being a feared top killer - arrogance.

A layer of gauze gradually covered his eyes, his fingers were so stiff that he couldn't bend them, and Gin bit his tongue subconsciously.

"The most advanced anesthetic, one stick can paralyze an elephant."

The positions of the two people were reversed in an instant. Matsue Shigure pressed Gin under him and wiped the blood on his hands on his clothes. He looked at Gin, whose eyes were half closed but still full of cruelty, and reached out to pinch his cheek.

Just like humans, hard.

The empty syringe was thrown aside, next to the dagger.

"If you care about me, you lose."

Matsue Shigure's voice came from his ears, very close, and the moist breath with the smell of blood stimulated his nerves.

Gin felt his clothes being grabbed into a ball and then loosened. The numbness from inside and the cold shudder brought by the other person's fingertips touching his skin merged together, which was far more terrifying than a gunshot.

But what was incredible was that he was unusually calm at this moment, as if all his emotions had been stripped away along with the anesthesia injected into him, leaving only his soul floating in the air, cold and dead.

He made an exception from beginning to end.

Gin thought with some sarcasm, letting him die under anesthesia, is this considered as Matsue Shigure's kindness?

"If they don't catch you...you can do whatever you want."

“If I get caught, there’s nothing I can do.”

The blond young man stood up coughing. He did not pick up the gun or dagger that fell beside him. Instead, he carefully smoothed his messy hair and gave Gin a faint smile with a smile on his face.

"Goodbye, GIN~"