Chapter 141 Ferry Incident (1)
[Ahhhh! Jinpei Matsuda! Damn you! Jinpei Matsuda!!]
[Use your fucking smart little brain. Didn’t you guess it right once before? Didn’t you guess that he has multiple personalities? Why haven’t you figured it out yet? This is Toru, this is Toru who loves you guys so much…]
[Why are you looking at him with such sad and fearful eyes... wuwuwu why!]
[Although I know Matsuda is right, I still feel so sad. I really want to curse him. It’s not Toru’s fault that Gran did that! He is already very strong…]
[Matsuda probably thought Toru was going to attack his sister... But for Toru who had already made his choice, this might be the last time he saw Saori. This forehead kiss (choked up) really made me burst into tears]
[My brother and sister have low blood sugar. Damn it, why is it so hard for them to see each other when they are awake?]
[Wait, wait?! What did Toru choose? What did he choose!!]
[#Picture: Chiyodani Toru takes the alarm device when he approaches Shinsou#??Toru took the alarm device with the positioning function away. It's definitely not for himself. Who else could he give it to? To the contact Rum! He wants to drag a member of the organization into the water before he dies!]
[??? Why am I going to die! (Pupil trembling)]
[Chiyodani Toru's identity was exposed after stealing the USB flash drive. There was no way he could hide it. He could never return to the Investigation Division or to everyone else. This was a devastating blow to Toru, who had already lost everything.
Not to mention that when he was around them, Gran might have hurt his companions... In this case, he might have lost all hope.]
[One more thing, you definitely can’t give the USB drive to the organization, it’s better to take it with you when you die]
[Why do I think he gave the USB drive to the public security at the last minute? Because he knew that all his relatives and friends were working hard for this... Only in this way, Chiyotani Toru will not have come to this world in vain - he wants to be remembered]
[NO——Toru, do you still remember your life sentence? ! The organization is not dead yet! I will not allow you to be executed, oooooooo]
[Fuck! I don’t believe it, Toru, I can’t live without you——]
353.
Eight forty-five, organization.
Fūya Rei felt that his soul and body seemed to be somewhat disconnected, like a machine that was running too fast and the gears accidentally slipped off the track and could not connect. He could only chase around stupidly and move like a madman.
For the first time, he saw the appearance of the organization's brainwashing truth serum. It was emerald blue and as beautiful as the ocean; but once injected into the human body, it instantly turned into waves that could smash rocks.
Chiyodani Toru was still holding a strand of Gin's silver hair that he had pulled off during the counterattack, but soon, that strand of hair was also dyed red and stuck to his chest.
He grabbed his collar, lowered his head, and coughed violently as if he wanted to pour out all his internal organs, and happened to avoid all of Gin's questions.
The hot barrel of a gun was stuffed into his hand, and the commands hit his eardrums. The black-haired young man's arm rose and fell, but his still spasming fingers stayed on the ground and refused to pull the trigger.
Gin obviously doesn't have that much patience. The time for the cat playing with the mouse is over. The only thing left is to swallow him cruelly and bloodily.
Fūya Rei watched helplessly as the second dose of medicine was injected into the blue blood vessels. Chiyogaya's back, which was so thin that it hurt her hands, was completely bent. It was as if she could see the liquid gnawing at her body along the blood, taking away her only remaining vitality bit by bit.
He wanted to hold back the pain, but a breath still leaked out.
His black hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin, making him look even thinner and more pitiful, like a stray animal with nowhere to hide in a rainstorm.
The peaceful black eyes seemed to be stripped of their minds, and were frighteningly empty. Chiyodani Toru still held the gun, but after raising his hand, he dropped it again, and tried to adjust himself to sit up straight, in order to retain the last bit of his pride.
This posture is too familiar to Rei Furuya.
The students sitting in the first row of the police academy always sit up straight and take notes seriously during class, never slacking off at all.
He's still holding on...
"Granmani's tolerance for pain is as high as ever. It would be a shame to let the cops let him go."
Gin's voice could be heard from time to time. Even someone as cold as him couldn't help but get a little noisy when facing the video: "Most people can't even bear the pain of one, and some even die from the pain."
Therefore, Chiyodani Toru, who has been able to persevere again and again, also has a unique position in Gin's eyes.
Fūya Ling took a breath, and the pungent smell of smoke rushed into his nostrils, but turned into particles of ice, drilling straight into the cracks in his bones. Pain and numbness came at the same time, and even made his vision go dark.
Shinsou has also experienced this, and Tetsu can relate to Hayato.
In other words, he endured three times in a short period of time the pain that was enough to kill an ordinary person.
Even under such circumstances, he still persisted, insisting on his last dignity as a policeman...
toru...
Furiya Rei clenched his teeth, trying not to make any sound, but the accusations in his heart rumbled and directly covered his mind, and even Gin's disgusting and vicious words disappeared.
How could Furuya Rei guess that his willpower was not strong?
Why does Furiya Rei think... that he would shoot for selfish reasons?
What on earth was he thinking about before...
"I promised to weave it too early, to carry her dream on." Chiyogaya Toru smiled shyly, "Later I found that being a policeman is a good thing."
'I love this profession.'
"Everything is for the public good!" In the bright and clean cafeteria, the six of them interlocked their hands and shouted in high spirits.
Chiyodani Toru's voice was clear and loud, and he had been walking on this path.
Oh my god…
Rei Furutani, who has always been based on science and materialism, finally had some unrealistic thoughts at this moment.
If there really is a god, please save him...
Please start over again...
No matter what the price.
Anything goes.
But there are no ifs.
He could only watch as those eyes became more and more empty, like a hollowed-out shell, and that pure soul, under the double pressure of pain and threat, had turned into pieces of sequins, as if it had been scattered in the air.
He was pulled up by Gin and thrown against the electrified wall. Like a silent anime doll, he trembled and convulsed after being electrified, but he had no subjective thoughts.
The Beretta that had been passed around for a long time was once again stuffed into Chiyodani Toru's hands, and Gin's wicked voice was filled with triumphant pride.
He forced the trembling arm up, aimed at the undercover, and sparks flew.
At this point, Chiyodani Toru uttered his last cry: "I... refuse!"
"don't want……"
The bullet eventually escaped from the gun and became the final straw.
It took a life without a doubt and without any hesitation, and also sent the soul of the person who did it to the devil's hands.
In the final resistance, something was quietly born, occupying this body that had already collapsed under the drugs and electric current, forcing the finger to pull the trigger.
The last gleam of light in those black eyes was completely extinguished, turning into a frosted, misty mess.
For some reason, Fūya Rei felt a sense of confusion in his heart, as if things had finally come to an end.
Chiyodani Toru should have had the best future. He should have become a public security officer, and should have been able to connect with his sister C and have the surprise of a reunion.
He will have many friends, many people who love and respect him.
Instead of being ruined in the organization by some strange coincidence and becoming a soulless puppet.
But it should have been, it was just a hypothesis, the tragedy that had already happened was clearly torn to pieces for him to see, and Furuya Rei had no chance to escape.
He watched helplessly as his companions sank into darkness, yet he found it so absurd.
Fate has always been capricious to the point of being terrifying.
Yes - absurd.
Granmani, who has completely become a knife in the hands of the organization, still strictly concealed the information that Bourbon is Rei Furuya.
He even returned to their side, crying bitterly when there was no return.
Then, he pretended nothing happened and graduated from the police academy, entered the first investigation department, became the "star of justice" in the eyes of all, but in the dark, he shot innocent people with double guns.
Madness and rationality alternate, sadness and cruelty dance together.
So... absurd.
Rei Furuya looked at the screen.
The black-haired young man who had already fired one shot did not let go of the gun. He pulled the trigger firmly and shot through the projection of Shinsou hanging on the wall with several shots. The remaining bullets were given to Gin.
Gin, who was almost stabbed in the back, had no expression on his face. Or maybe he had expected this from Shinsou's reaction. He just watched the young man miss the target, held his arm, and called him coldly, "Chiyodani Toru."
"I don't like you calling me this name." After a moment of silence, the black-haired young man spoke in a calm and hoarse voice.
That expression was too dead, like a blank after a machine was formatted, and it could even be said that it had exceeded the subsequent reactions recorded at the beginning.
With the idea of sending the undercover back to the police academy, the silver-haired killer frowned and said, "Smile."
The black-haired young man pulled the corners of his mouth obediently, but that was just a pull.
Not to mention Chiyodani Toru's lively, heartwarming smile, it's hard to even call it a smile - it looks fake.
Gin obviously noticed something was wrong, and he asked, "Do you remember anything?"
The young man's expression was blank for a moment, and he said with difficulty, like a rusted machine: "...All."
Gin's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he called out again: "Chiyodani Toru."
The black-haired young man just looked at him, without any reaction to the name. After a while, he said, "I am not him."
"What should I call you?"
At this moment, even the organization's top killer couldn't help but look confused for a moment.
"You are not him?" Gin repeated, and asked, "Then what about him?"
The black-haired young man's feet were still fixed to the chair. He sat down, dipped his head in the blood from his wound, rubbed it with his fingertips, and said calmly: "I can't scream. To put it simply, I should be autistic."
Gin in the picture fell silent.
Gin, who was sitting next to Furiya Rei, groaned and said to Furiya Rei, "So your initial intuition was correct. In some ways, Granmani is not really Chiyodani Toru."
As soon as he saw this scene, Rei Furuya's mind went blank.
Perhaps, he had experienced too many blanks this morning, so much so that the huge amount of information only caused him to short-circuit for a moment, and Chiyodani Toru's face suddenly became blurred in front of his eyes.
On one hand, he looks particularly approachable with his curved eyebrows and smile; on the other hand, he is so fake when he forces a smile that makes people feel the uncanny valley effect.
What does this mean?
He said he was not Chiyodani Toru.
He said he couldn't scream.
He said that Chiyodani Toru had closed himself off.
He is...
"Granmani." Gin on and off the screen spoke at the same time, and the one inside continued, "You can use this code name first."
The blood-stained young man with a familiar face nodded calmly and said, "Okay."
In the video, he said: "I am Granmani."
Gin, who is outside the video, said, "This is Granmarni."
"...It's not Chiyodani Toru." Furuya Rei didn't know how he started to speak. He heard himself sighing calmly, "It turns out that Granmani is not him."
Gin sneered: "So this guy is not that strong, but he was driven crazy."
Che...he's crazy.
Furiya Rei stared at the screen with empty eyes, with these words circling in his mind.
He was driven crazy.
He was driven crazy by...the organization.
After enduring pain and mental torture that ordinary people cannot endure.
In a place that Rei Furuya didn't know.
Unbeknownst to all of them.
354.
Nine eighteen, the Esrona.
He wanted to help Shensuo tidy up his hair one last time, but he saw that his hands were covered in blood and dirt.
Chiyotani stood up straight, turned around and left without any regrets. The dagger in his hand circled around his fingertips and finally sank into his sleeve, and the stolen USB flash drive was held in his hand like a time bomb.
He didn't look back.
He didn't even look at Jinpei Matsuda.
Jinpei Matsuda took three or four seconds to get up from the ground while feeling dizzy. He staggered out and happened to run into Conan Edogawa who rushed back to see what was going on.
The young detective staggered back two steps, looking at the messy room, eyes wide open: "Brother Che, he..."
"He ran away." Matsuda Jinpei looked very unhappy. He quickly chased after the bloodstains on the ground and asked Conan Edogawa who was following him, "Did you know from the beginning that Granmani was him?"
Conan Edogawa took a deep breath and apologized: "Sorry... We didn't expect him to act so quickly."
He didn't know how to explain it for a moment, so he just urged, "We must stop him! There are his accomplices on the ship!"
"Bullshit!" Matsuda Jinpei yelled, his bloodshot eyes staring into the distance, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, "The accomplice of farting..."
"His companion...is me."
It's fucking Jinpei Matsuda!
At this moment, the curly-haired police officer didn't want to think about why Chiyodani Toru became like this and why he did this. He just wanted to grab him, hug him tightly, and gather all his sins and anger in a one-on-one communication.
He felt guilty for the thought he had just had.
So Matsuda Jinpei quickened his pace again, and then ran quickly, like a gust of wind.
In the end, Edogawa Conan was left behind by him, with sadness floating in his blue eyes. He looked at his mobile phone and found that the signal was still intermittent.
Then he quickly remembered the purpose of his coming here.
Conan Edogawa: "!!! Haibara! Sister Saori!"
He ran back quickly.
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On the other side, Chiyodani Toru quickly rushed to the deck. He might have met other public security officers on the way, but they were all knocked down by him neatly. He never took out the vibrating dagger, he just used the most basic knocking method.
The blood dripping from the wound on his right hand had already stained half of his body, dripping on the red carpet, leaving traceable blood spots one after another.
But he was too lazy to even use a cloth to stop the bleeding.
There's no need, he thought, it's almost over.
He was too tired from lying in wait, and the strength he gathered was too weak, but the damage he caused was indeed so great, so great that he could not bear the consequences.
Organization... Zero and the others will definitely be able to eradicate it, right?
"What the hell are you thinking about, Chiyodani Toru!" His footsteps suddenly paused for a moment, and his words were full of anger and frustration, but his expression was still calm, "I'm not thinking about anything."
He said to himself, "That's it."
The two intertwined and colliding personalities use the brain as a battlefield, wishing to completely control the body.
Severe headaches came in waves like the tide, corresponding to the sharp pain in the heart, like a saw formed by two points, cutting the upper body again and again.
Chiyodani Toru coughed as he walked, and Granmani's occasional curses in his suppressed coughs complemented the gradually dripping red.
I haven't learned anything else in these years, but I have memorized a lot of swear words.
Just like playing a level-clearing game, he didn't walk far before he encountered the boss guarding the level.
Kenji Hagiwara, who had received an order to evacuate a group of people, rushed over here breathlessly and soon bumped into the person in question.
"Toru!"
Kenji Hagiwara, who had already learned the information from Conan Edogawa, held his gun vigilantly, but his purple eyes couldn't help but glance at the wound on Toru Chiyodani's hand.
The man looked really ruthless at this moment.
His body was covered with dust that rolled up on the ground, which, along with blood stains, stuck to his black windbreaker, making him look extremely heavy; his face was pale from blood loss, and his black eyes were calm, without any fluctuation when he saw him coming; his scratched hand was not bandaged, and even the edges were a little white.
But why was it scratched? Who did it?
Kenji Hagiwara saw him coughing, coughing up thin strands of blood, the blood pooled from his lips to his chin, and was about to fall out.
Chiyodani Toru seemed to be whispering something, but the content was so unclear that it was impossible to hear clearly. One could only vaguely make out meaningless words like "be quiet" and "don't be like this".
Who are you talking to?
But soon, a dagger slipped out of Chiyodani Toru's already blood-stained hand, flashing a cold light and gradually covered by red.
Kenji Hagiwara felt his gun trembling.
The two men who had eaten at the same table in the morning were now standing in a narrow corridor, holding weapons and facing each other, looking like they were determined to fight to the death.
"Chiyodani Toru..." Hagiwara Kenji's voice became hoarse the moment he opened his mouth. He was gentle as usual, but he couldn't hide his trembling. "Don't be like this!"
He said, "Don't do that."
Please... don't fight me with swords.
Those quiet black eyes looked at him, as if asking him, why are you still doing this?
However, Hagiwara Kenji discovered to his despair that he was afraid that Chiyodani Toru would escape the moment he retracted the gun.
He still couldn't trust him completely.
——Trust a member of the organization codenamed "Granmani".
"Kenji." Chiyodani Toru's chest rose and fell slowly. He lowered his eyes, looked at the gun pointed at him, and called out an affectionate name that he wouldn't normally call out.
The voice was so peaceful, with a soft and gentle ending that belonged to Chiyodani Toru.
Hagiwara Kenji's gun shook again. Even though the safety wasn't on, he was worried that he might accidentally fire the gun.
He couldn't help but curl his fingers.
"Hagiwara Kenji." Chiyodani Toru repeated again, "Get out of the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his lower lip subconsciously, and before he knew it, blood oozed out quietly.
"I'm sorry, I can't." The color on Hagiwara Kenji's face faded little by little, and melted little by little in the dim light above his head. He also repeated, "I can't."
"You see, they don't trust you." The black-haired man murmured in a low voice, with a mocking tone, "Not at all..."
Hagiwara Kenji frowned subconsciously: "Toru, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Chiyodani Toru's expression was very calm and peaceful, with a hint of being very well behaved. He only needed to slightly raise the corners of his lips, and many people would feel soft-hearted for him.
"Ahem. Get out of the way. I won't hand over the USB drive to the organization." He spoke much longer and with patience, but the tiny coughs were still hard to stop and were just barely suppressed in his throat.
Kenji Hagiwara's hands were curled up, with only one slowly hooked around the pistol. A slight impact from external force would knock the gun away.
But even so, his sense of responsibility would not allow him to completely let the culprit off.
The guard lying on the ground, the shrill, panicked voice of Conan Edogawa as he ran over to find him...
Can he trust Chiyodani Toru?
He believed in Chiyodani Toru, but not in Granmani.
Those amethyst-like eyes were filled with extremely silent emotions, which finally turned into a simple voice: "Toru, give me the USB drive and come back with me."
"Go back?" Chiyotani Toru's expression suddenly became sharp, and the gloomy murderous aura emanated from his body, enough to let people know that he walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He said sarcastically, "Where to go? Back to prison?"
"...Me." Hagiwara Kenji was startled by his sudden change and immediately clenched the gun again.
The crisp sound of the guns colliding was very obvious at this moment, and the sarcasm in the black-haired man's eyes became clearer. He coughed violently and almost lost his grip on the dagger.
Drops of blood fell to the ground in the violent shaking, but he still questioned persistently: "Tell me!"
Kenji Hagiwara couldn't say anything.
The thing he had originally been avoiding was now clearly laid out before him, leaving him speechless.
Chiyodani Toru is Granmani. He is a knife in the hands of the Black Organization and has killed countless people. What will be the consequences if he falls into the hands of the police?
Can Kenji Hagiwara violate the law?
Can Kenji Hagiwara protect him?
What can he do now?
The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and was wrapped in the carpet with a dull collision sound. Hagiwara Kenji closed his eyes slightly, and the sweat on his forehead flowed across his cheeks like tears.
"That's enough."
Chiyodani Toru's voice suddenly calmed down again. He coughed from time to time and walked to the side of Hagiwara Kenji, very close to him.
The two were so close that they could almost feel each other's body temperature.
Kenji Hagiwara closed his eyes tightly, his hands hanging down, without any strength.
He doesn't want to fight anymore.
No matter what Chiyodani Toru did to him, he didn't want to fight anymore.
toru...it was their fault in the end.
Even though they were together day and night, she still didn't grab his hand before she fell.
But Kenji Hagiwara only felt a chill on his shoulder. He opened his eyes and found that on the shining dagger, a strand of his hair was stuck with blood and was about to fall off.
Chiyodani Toru had an indifferent look on his face. He raised his hand and cut off a strand of hair from his ear cleanly and decisively.
Kenji Hagiwara saw his own expression of despair on the clear side of the dagger.
The black-haired man reached out and rubbed the two people's tangled hair in his hands, then immediately released his hands.
Two tufts of hair mixed with blood merged together and floated to the ground. Looking down, it looked like a stain.
Kenji Hagiwara instinctively raised his hand to grab him, but his hand only slipped past Chiyodani Toru's cold fingertips and he grabbed nothing.
He watched Chiyodani Toru walk out covered in blood, his spine straight.
He walked from the shadow to the deck, but the moment he stepped outside, heavy clouds blocked out the light, leaving him in an even deeper shadow.
"Toru..." Hagiwara Kenji's heart was beating violently.
He subconsciously covered his chest, unable to tell whether the pain was because he had chosen to break the rules and let him go, or because he had not chased after him and conspired with him.
It hurts so much.
355.
"Too cowardly to face it all, splitting off a personality to protect himself in the intense pain, dwelling on the past and unwilling to wake up, this is Chiyotani Toru."
Gin curled his lips and looked at Granmani with some satisfaction, as if he was looking at a weapon he had polished with his own hands, and continued: "Fortunately, Granmani was born very strong. His existence is enough to suppress that cowardly personality."
As if in a dream, Furuya Rei was still obsessed with the truth, as if he wanted to tear his heart open and fill it with all the bloody information.
"How dare we let him go undercover when he's like this?"
Gin didn't hesitate to share this little bit of information. He said straightforwardly, "In the following month, we found that Chiyodani Toru's personality still had a strong reaction to electric shocks. We can stimulate him through this. All Granmani has to do is imitate."
"They are still one person at heart, so their memories are shared. It's not difficult to learn how to act and fool those stupid cops."
"And it just so happens that when Chiyodani Toru is awake, he has no memory, and Granmani can easily suppress him." Gin pulled the corner of his mouth maliciously, "The metal glasses he often wears actually have the effect of electric shock. Granman is used to wearing them and has never taken them off."
It seemed that Rei Furuya heard it all, or it seemed that he had simply turned the sound into subtitles. It stretched 365 degrees before his eyes, spinning, jumping, and mocking his slowness.
It turns out that the person who returned after being missing for a month was Granmani.
They only felt his coldness and stiffness, but did not delve into it further. They just felt that the experience of this month had changed Chiyodani Toru's personality a little, but he was still himself.
It turned out that the one who broke down and cried in the dormitory was Chiyodani Toru.
Because Granmani couldn't hide the truth from them, he stimulated Chiyodani Toru, who had no memory, to deal with everything. However, since he knew the organization's methods and was completely suppressed by Granmani, he had no way of telling them the truth.
So he broke down.
He was afraid of himself who had no memory, afraid of himself who was covered in blood but could not control himself, afraid... that his companions who cared about him would also be threatened by the organization.
So he could only cooperate with Granmani's actions and forced a smile to say that nothing happened.
Yet, they believed it easily.
No one has delved into what Chiyodani Toru has been through.
They always boast that they are considerate and don't hurt others, but after knowing it, they find that the wound has never healed and may even have rotted deep into the bone.
Fōtani Rei's fingertips were cold, and the blood spots he had dug out on his palms had turned them into a mess. Even leaving them there was a long-lasting, tingling pain that penetrated into his palms, strangling him like a python and making it hard for him to breathe.
Therefore, the silent, indifferent black-haired young man who interacted with them afterwards was actually a dark side used as a weapon, an outsider occupying that body.
Their peers were floating in pain, and every time they came out, they had to force themselves to deal with them in the blank memory. After dispelling their doubts, they were pushed into a deep state of self-reproach by Granmani.
Furiya Rei knows clearly that Chiyotani will never completely separate Granmani from himself, and will not easily accept the theory that the personality is not the same person. He will always blame himself and carefully dig out every bit of his own mistakes.
He would only regard himself as a sinner who could not be freed, and in his dreams at midnight he would feel the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows for the murder committed by Granmani.
Why didn't I die at that time? If I had died, wouldn't all this have happened?
But when things got to this point, Chiyodani Toru couldn't even ask for death. He could only watch all the tragedies happen, and he was the culprit.
It's like being a soul trapped in a puppet. You can only watch yourself being manipulated but cannot change anything.
He lived like this for seven years.
Seven years, eighty-four months, two thousand five hundred days.
Furiya Rei was sharply shocked by this moment. He turned his head mechanically, looking at Gin's leisurely and comfortable look, wishing he could punch him in the face.
But in the end, he just squeezed his thighs tightly and swallowed the impulse and the pain.
Furiya Rei knew clearly who was responsible for his being here as Bourbon.
Who was it that hid his existence from Granmani, who possessed all his memories?
Seven years is a long transition, long enough for a kid who knows nothing to grow up to be sensible and even fall in love. During these seven years, as two personalities living together in one body, there will always be collisions under certain circumstances.
It is impossible for Chiyodani Toru to remain asleep forever. Being as stubborn as a weed, he will definitely find a way to turn the situation around, even though he knows that he cannot escape death no matter what.
Rei Furuya couldn't imagine what price Chiyodani Toru paid to save him from Granmani, who had been brainwashed into being absolutely loyal to the organization.
But he knew that under certain circumstances, Chiyodani Toru would definitely show up even at the risk of his life.
"Furiya Rei! You're covered in flammable materials and you're still going into a fire scene?!"
During the Gaimori incident, the young man with a particularly fierce look in his eyes yelled at him and rushed into the flames for him almost risking his life, completely ignoring his PTSD that caused him to be afraid of heat and fire.
At that time, Chiyodani Toru was soaking wet, with water dripping from his head, and his face was extremely pale to an extremely terrifying degree.
At that time, Furuya Rei was still holding the child in her arms. She was so shocked that she was flustered and did not observe the details. She was just moved by Chiyodani Toru's behavior, but did not think much about it.
Now thinking carefully, why did Chiyotani Toru, who was supposed to clean the place, change his clothes and appear there? And after being drenched in water... He recalled carefully that he seemed to smell blood.
He remembered how silent Chiyodani Toru was when they were cleaning the bathhouse and talking about Morobushi Kagemitsu's past. It would have been more correct to call him Granmani at that time.
"So," a voice whispered the conclusion, "after you left, Granmani went out on a mission, but when he came back he heard about the explosion, and Toru showed up regardless."
"He rushed into the fire and rescued Jingguang, but after hesitating for a long time, he climbed out of the window with Waishoichi."
The voice that belonged to him said in his heart: "Furugaya Rei, you should know that he wants to die. Chiyodani Toru wants to die in there."
"He wanted to end evil, including himself."
The blond man suppressed the extremely painful cry from his throat.
Toru...
He even knew why Chiyodani Toru finally chose to come out.
Because he is so considerate and gentle, he would not want Morobushi Jingguang to bear the guilt of his classmate's death, nor would he let Gaimori escape the judgment of the law.
He lived for them.
Chiyodani Toru exists...for them.
That's why he would rather pay a price to conceal the information about Fukutani Rei; that's why he never wanted to get close to Shinsou after he knew she was his sister; that's why on the day of the graduation ceremony, he stood in front of them with a pale face, just to take a graduation photo together.
Furutani Rei thought that maybe it was because Granmani was sent back as an undercover agent, and Toru was always stimulated by Matsuda, Hagiwara Kagemitsu and others, that he was able to take control of the initiative.
Gradually, he was able to negotiate and communicate with Granmani, and was able to hide everything at the right time.
He remembered what Matsuda Jinpei had told him, that Toru was very different when solving a case from his normal self, and he seemed to want to burn all his energy into it, and didn't mind even if he got tired.
This is Chiyodani Toru's atonement, right?
Furiya Rei wondered why he hadn't noticed earlier that Toru was in an abnormal mood when he was working in a self-abuse manner?
Until today, until everything was exposed, they didn't think about it this way. Instead, they directly determined through evidence that it was Toru Chiyodani who did it, and vented all their disappointment and sadness in their hearts.
If it was the organization and Gin who drove Toru Chiyodani crazy, then the final straw that broke the camel's back was their casual attitude, like smoke blowing away in the wind.
Furukaya Rei recalled the birthday he had celebrated for Chiyodani Toru a few days ago.
The young man, who had nearly died due to empathy and poisoning, was not happy for long after waking up. He fell silent after observing the different attitudes between him and Morobushi Kagemitsu.
Why was he crying? Why did he break down in tears so silently?
Just to keep things consistent with seven years ago?
No... Furuya Rei denied it in his heart and answered that it was only after Chiyodani Toru realized that they discovered Granmani's existence and felt disappointed in him that they shed tears for their fate that had ended up like this.
Because there will be no second time, his close friends will never celebrate Chiyotani Toru's birthday with Gran Marni again.
This was his twenty-eighth birthday, but also his last birthday.
At that time, he was overwhelmed by anger and disappointment, and he, Furuya Rei, and his mother whispered in Chiyodani Toru's ear, giving him the final blow when others gave him birthday wishes.
"Toru, can you please not go to the technology exhibition?" said Furuya Rei, thinking he had given him a chance.
He did not notice Chiyodani Toru's eyes suddenly becoming blank and waning. He only paid attention to the fake, forced smile, ignoring the fact that it could not be changed and