Chapter 158 The Final Battle

420.

The wind and snow grew stronger, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fell, but they still could not put out the flames. The sounds of fighting were endless and in full swing. No one knew that a shocking and extraordinary research was born, but it was strangled on the spot.

When the explosion collapsed half of the bridge from the inside out, Chiyoya Sayori was ready to run away halfway down the building.

But when she fell to the second floor, a hand suddenly appeared, quickly grabbed her collar, and dragged her in through the window.

The amount of explosives was constant, and even though it had been blown up once, the building made of special materials did not collapse directly, but instead retained many places to hide and walk in the raging flames.

Shuichi Akai grabbed the person by the waist and brought her to a safe place, then squatted down and put her down.

Chiyoya Hayori: "???"

Someone who thought he was only seconds away from retiring successfully was stunned when he saw the face in front of him suddenly enlarged.

Shuichi Akai shook his wrist. He was wearing protective clothing and was fully equipped. It was obvious that he came prepared, but the location he appeared in was a little wrong.

Or in other words, those who believe that the FBI worked so hard up front but did not get involved at all at the last minute are fools.

The FBI, who had just made a comeback, frowned and asked seriously, "Are you okay?"

Chiyoya Saori didn't want to talk. She was so angry that she almost wanted to spit out blood.

So she did exactly that, and not only that, she maliciously splashed it on Shuichi Akai.

Revenge, revenge!

What is going on?

Do you still want to tear up her script at this time?

Chiyogaya Saori coughed on the surface, but she was thinking quickly about how to remedy the situation so as not to let the sudden appearance of the FBI disrupt her plan.

Although she has been through many battles, she is still very calm at this moment.

It's just a...FBI!!

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Akai Shuichi's question received no answer.

The young man who was dragged back from the brink of life and death by him covered his lips and coughed softly. His continuous coughs were like a small fire that was still burning beside him, splashing out bright red.

The still warm blood splashed onto the back of his hand. It didn't hurt the part that wasn't splashed by the explosion, but it made his hands tremble for some reason.

Chiyodani Toru lowered his eyes, not looking at him, nor intending to speak, as if he had not yet recovered from the deafening explosion.

Shuichi Akai paused and said, "Chiyodani-kun, this should be our first official meeting. I am Shuichi Akai, and I am currently working for the FBI."

He still remembered this person's information and knew that although they had worked together in the organization before, all he had seen was Granmani.

——Instead of Chiyotani Toru, who is now representing the Public Security Bureau and working hard to destroy the organization.

"Let me take you out of here first." Akai Shuichi said in a low voice, holding out his hand to him, and said, "Leave the rest to me - the Public Security Bureau."

He wanted to stand up, but suddenly stopped.

Chiyodani Toru covered his lips and slowly raised his head. His black eyes, which were watery due to coughing, looked at him blankly.

It seemed that his consciousness had not yet returned, and he just recognized Akai Shuichi.

Chiyodani Toru frowned slightly, but still found it difficult to understand why he suddenly stretched out his hand.

It seemed as if she didn't hear what he said.

Shuichi Akai thought of the explosion just now. Although Chiyodani Toru was pushed out directly by the air wave and was not harmed by the flames, the sound of the explosion may have affected his hearing.

So he squatted back down, stared at the man in front of him earnestly with his green eyes, and repeated what he had just said.

"I'll take you out." He said slowly, word by word, "You've done enough and well enough."

The hand hanging in the air is waiting for another person to take it.

But no.

Chiyodani Toru looked into his eyes and suddenly shook his head. A few drops of blood fell onto his clothes as he moved, making the dust-stained fabric even darker.

"There are others." He tried to stand up drowsily, holding onto the wall, but fell back down due to the pain and exhaustion.

The consciousness that had finally been gathered together made him anxious. He gasped for breath, but still managed to speak in between coughs: "Ahem, Akai-kun, there are others!"

Akai Hideo immediately supported him. The touch of his hand, which was as cold as snow, made him pause. His brows gradually wrinkled. "Who else? In this building?"

Chiyodani Toru said with some difficulty: "Ahem... third floor, Furuya and the others..."

Akai Shuichi showed a surprised expression for the first time: "They are here too?"

If those guys who are all a little crazy about "Chiyodani Toru" let him fall from above, it is enough to show that their condition is definitely not good.

"Go quickly and find them first!" Chiyodani Toru raised his voice with difficulty, but it caused a series of coughs. He hunched his body, looking a little clumsy, but his hands still exerted force to push Akai Shuichi out.

This almost negligible force couldn't even make Shuichi Akai's body shake, but it was enough to make his heart start to waver.

He turned his head and looked around. Although there was a small cluster of fire not far away, it was not enough to spread to this corner. It was hard to tell whether Chiyodani Toru was in a good or bad condition, but the other party obviously did not intend to cooperate with him to leave first.

"Then wait for me for a moment. I'll go upstairs and take a look and come back soon." He said in a deep voice, and quickly stood up and walked upstairs.

"I'll be back soon!"

The young man who lowered his head and coughed seemed not to have heard what he said, so he did not respond.

After everything around him returned to calm, he opened his palm, looked at the unusually red blood, and smiled slightly.

Now...no one can stop him.

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Shuichi Akai took two steps at a time and climbed up the stairs that had not yet collapsed, as agile as a cheetah.

The area on the third floor affected by the explosion was not even as much as the second floor, and the most serious area was around the corridor bridge.

Perhaps the location of the explosion was very clever, destroying only the data and important parts that could not be preserved, but still retaining a glimmer of hope.

Shuichi Akai covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, rolled over easily and rushed into the sea of ​​fire, all the way to the edge.

There was a strong snowstorm outside, and the flames, lacking any fuel, shrank a little under the violent impact of the snowflakes, enough to see a few shadows on the other side of the broken bridge through the thick black smoke.

More than two minutes had passed since Shuichi Akai caught Chiyodani Tetsudo, and the three people who risked their lives and only got a half-burned paper airplane were still in a trance of missing out again.

The piece of paper reflected the firelight and the snow, making a crisp sound.

As if he saw a figure appear again, Furuya shouted "Toru!" reflexively, but after coming to his senses, he instantly tensed up and looked in astonishment at the FBI who appeared among the rubble.

Akai Shuichi's pupils shrank: "Are you okay? Then Chiyotani-kun said..."

The three men, covered in dust, suddenly stood up, their eyes full of bloodshot. They suddenly asked excitedly, "Have you seen Chiyodani Toru?"

"I just happened to save him and put him on the second floor." Akai Hide said succinctly, "He said that you, Fūya-kun, were in danger upstairs, so I came up to check immediately."

"Bullshit!" Matsuda Jinpei cursed subconsciously, and trembled, "Apart from that guy, who else can put himself on the brink of life and death all day long!"

Shuichi Akai frowned. Apart from scratches on their faces and hands, the three people did not suffer any injuries, which was obviously inconsistent with the emergency situation described by Toru Chiyodani.

He immediately realized something, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Furukaya Rei grab the exposed steel bars, turn around and step on the bottom of the corridor, and use the interaction force to swing directly to the second floor.

He put his hands in front of his forehead and rushed straight into the gap on the second floor with a fearless attitude.

Not only him, but the other two policemen also went crazy. They risked their lives at a height of ten meters, swinging themselves to the second floor like gorillas.

Akai Shuichi's steps turned instantly, and he rushed out of the sea of ​​fire again, flying down the stairs to the second floor.

But it was too late.

The burning area still had residual flames, but the area where I had just sat against the wall was now just a pool of blood.

Perhaps calling it a beach is not accurate. When the person left, he even cruelly used his shoes to smooth out the blood-stained area. The dark red mixed with the dark gravel, looking inconspicuous, as if it had never existed.

All the glass in the surroundings had been blown away by the explosion. No one knew where Chiyodani Toru had gone in such a short period of time, or why he had left.

The FBI finally realized that they had made a crucial mistake and stood there. Their olive green eyes scanned the three police officers who seemed to be disconnected, and finally a hint of apology emerged in their eyes.

"I'm sorry." The harsh words got stuck in my throat and I managed to say them out with difficulty, "I..."

"laugh."

Furukaya Rei suddenly sneered, he clenched the corner of his clothes tightly, his purple-gray eyes staring at the pool of blood in the corner, which was filled with an incomprehensible storm.

"Why?" He seemed to be talking to Akai Shuichi, or to the beached blood, "Why do you have to do this?"

Why, when everything was over and his achievements were enough to wash away all the dust, did he resolutely choose such an extreme way to leave?

If you don't want to see them, you can just say no, and these unforgivable guys will naturally get away from you.

"Will you ever break up with me?" The blond young man squatted down, holding his head with his hands, and said with a sob, "How can you be so stupid!"

To break up with someone is to put oneself in the most decisive position on one's own, and then say goodbye to them with a smile, as if to tell them "Look, now you don't have to worry about it, and don't come to me anymore."

The damage done cannot be reversed, and until now, Chiyodani Toru still thinks he is unimportant.

It was like this last time, and it is like this this time.

Matsuda Jinpei was almost lying on the ground. He picked up traces of blood with his fingers, observed them carefully, and put his fingers into his mouth before anyone could react.

The taste of blood is mixed with a hint of bitterness, and it feels a bit irritating in the throat when swallowing.

He coughed twice subconsciously, and felt a sharp pain in his chest. Matsuda Jinpei suddenly raised his head and looked at the person next to him: "Did he take the antidote?"

421.

I don’t know if it was luck, but no one noticed the unruly young man who was leaving by sticking to the wall.

The wide slope next to the base was covered with thick snow. Except for the parts crushed by vehicles, it looked like the softest blanket.

As if he was tripped by something in the snow, the black-haired young man rolled around in the snow for a few times, then sat up with difficulty coughing.

His almost exhausted body vomited more blood without hesitation, and it sprinkled on the untrodden snow, like lovely flowers blooming one after another.

The eyes that struggled between divergence and convergence finally reflected the high firelight and regained a very faint spirit. He smiled and muttered helplessly: "What..."

Is it some deity who wants to fulfill his wish to see the last fireworks?

but……

"I, cough cough cough, I don't want to be found by those guys." Chiyotani Toru staggered to his feet with the help of Xue, and sighed, "I don't want to at all."

It would be best if he died without leaving any ashes on his wounded body. That way he wouldn't be yelled at by those bastards down there - how dare you take poison yourself?

Chiyodani Toru, what a bastard, simply!

But he couldn't survive...

No matter what, there is no way to stay.

The young man subconsciously took a step forward and pursed his lips tightly without knowing when. His lips, which were particularly red due to the poison, were bitten into a gap, and a few drops of blood overflowed, making them invisible among the more coughed-up blood.

His gradually hazy black eyes looked quietly at the snow-covered forest ahead. It seemed as if the falling snow kissed his eyelashes and fell into his eyes.

In the snow and wind, the black-haired young man suddenly raised his arms to cover his eyes, and his uncontrollable sobs mixed with coughs and intense emotions burst out, circling above this unknown vast wilderness.

"Ahem... ah, I don't want to, I don't want to..." He squatted down slowly, buried his head deeply in the darkness, and choked, "I don't want to be remembered, I don't want to be remembered..."

Please, don't remember me.

Please, don't feel sorry for me.

Please…

From the distance, an even louder sound came, as if the festival was gradually reaching a climax with the pace of victory. The wind and snow gradually died down, and as if afraid of hurting him, they quietly fell on his shoulders.

The black-haired young man finally stood up shakily and wiped off his wolf's blood with his sleeves that had already lost their temperature.

He can't stay here.

Go far.

Walk to a place where others can't find him, but can still see the fireworks.

Chiyodani Toru has always been good at concealing himself, and even now is no exception.

He carefully patted his already dirty clothes, tidied his hair that was messed up by the wind with his hands, and carefully wiped his face with snow, finally revealing a smile that belonged to Chiyodani Toru.

So everything can be covered in snow and no one knows.

So he walked towards the high mountain cleanly and without any blood.

The snow in the mountains is very thick. The trees have lost their leaves, leaving only straight trunks, like silent gatekeepers. The small animals have all hidden themselves, as they also want to spend the winter together at home.

As Chiyodani Toru walked, he thought of many things.

He remembered running under the porch of his home during the summer when cicadas were chirping. The light paper airplane was quietly pressed down by the summer heat and did not even fly over the short wall, but landed on the bright purple jalapa.

Even though Chiyoya Saori said it was "a trick for children", he naively and stubbornly believed that as long as the paper plane flew far enough, to a place where he could not see it, a small wish would come true.

So... did he see the plane he just threw out, or did he not see it?

You should be able to see it.

Chiyodani Toru confirmed his judgment.

He still remembered that he told Soori that they wanted to go to the mountain together to look at the stars and make a wish.

Why was Chiyotani Toru so obsessed with his wishes at that time?

His already somewhat stagnant brain was working laboriously, and among some indistinguishable images such as airplanes, stars, and cherry blossoms, he struggled to find the reason he wanted.

The black-haired young man suddenly realized: he wanted to make a wish not to be separated from Chiyoya Sayori.

- Don't be sent away because of empathy, and don't make the other person feel sad about it. They should always be together.

But the paper plane did not fly over the low wall.

But it rained that night and there were no stars.

So, Chiyodani Toru and Chiyodani Saori eventually separated.

Chiyodani Toru looked up in between coughs and found that there was not even a single star in the hazy, blank night sky. There were only snowflakes floating around, stubbornly trying to fill the entire sky.

He was stunned once again. This clean and clear night sky was so magnificent and beautiful that it enveloped all sins and left only the most peaceful and resolute image to others.

Chiyodani Toru didn't know how many snowflakes had gotten into his eyes. He rubbed his eyes hard and suddenly felt warm all over, as if someone had suddenly hugged him.

"It's great." He held his stiff shoulders, muttered softly, and turned his head to look into the distance. He seemed to see other colors besides the fire, but it seemed not.

Then he continued walking inside.

This mountain is not high, or perhaps it is just a small hill with a gentle slope. Even though it is covered with snow, it is not difficult to move forward.

Chiyodani Toru walked slowly inside, gradually forgetting his intention to move forward. His mind, which was usually praised for its sharpness, suddenly went blank without any warning, as if paper airplanes were carrying his memories away to places he could not see.

For example, right now, he felt that he had forgotten what the remaining wish was.

My heart feels empty and quiet.

Just as he was thinking about getting this wish back, he suddenly felt his legs stiffen. He took a wrong step and fell into the snowdrift. He then rolled down the gentle slope and finally crashed into a tree.

The numb feeling made him unable to distinguish whether it was pain or not. He just felt much more relaxed and warm all over, making him want to fall asleep immediately.

Chiyodani Toru chose a good spot for himself - under a quiet and straight tree. He looked at the peaceful night sky in the distance and closed his eyes slightly.

However, the circling consciousness was unwilling to leave, as if someone was telling him...

One more wish.

A wish...

422.

The white long skirt had no patterns on it, and it seemed to be able to melt into the snow. After the car door was opened, it fluttered in the wind, as if it wanted to pull the skinny woman to the ends of the world.

His face was so pale that even the snow on the ground seemed to be bleak, and the tearing pain coming from his heart was so clear and obvious.

A faint calling sound was heard in the wind, as if someone was shouting something from afar.

Chiyotani Hayato tied the string of the star bottle to her wrist and put her hands on her shoulders as if giving herself a hug.

"Toru..." She said softly, revealing a happy and soft smile, "This time it's my turn to find you."

She didn't bring any protective gear and didn't know the direction ahead, but she still chose a direction and ran towards it.

——We agreed to go home together.

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The deeper you go, the quieter it becomes, as if all the noise of the explosions is blocked out by the heavy snow and trees. The only sounds you can hear are the crackling of tree branches being broken by the snow and the rustling of snow falling.

A girl in a white dress was holding a box of shining stars and walking barefoot in the woods. She was not walking fast or steadily, but her goal was very clear. Even if she ran into the woods, she would still run in that direction.

Some of the sharp edges of the gravel left a red mark on the snow, like a small tail following a meteor.

There was nothing in front of her eyes. She only felt the sound of the howling wind playfully trying to pull her somewhere else, but in the end it just lifted a strand of her hair and stopped unwillingly.

Logically speaking, there should be nothing.

But what Chiyoya Saori saw was a child with a puffy face sitting on the ground, waiting for her angrily. He was sitting in a clean white space with no place to hide from the wind and snow.

She walked faster and faster, and finally she stumbled and ran, running through the woods, on the snow, running towards higher places, and then stopped at some point.

Finally, she fell down, like a swooping angel, and hugged another self.

The snow on the trees swayed violently and a lot of snow fell down, lightly hitting the two people, making the already white figures even more hidden.

Chiyodani Hayato opened her arms and hugged Chiyodani Toru from behind, holding her exceptionally well-behaved brother in her arms. The star jar that was hanging on her wrist fell down and was hugged together with her.

She rested her chin on Chiyodani Toru's shoulder and rubbed it like a cat, and the two similar faces finally kissed each other gently.

After all the turmoil returned to calm, a sweet voice echoed in this small world.

"Toru, I found you."

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"Um."

There seemed to be a very faint response.

Chiyodani Toru's eyelashes trembled, and his clean black eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white mist, which then evaporated in the slightest heat, leaving behind a clear state.

He rubbed back like a cat, his eyebrows curved: "Saori, you found me."

423.

It takes twenty minutes to drive at full speed from the city to the suburbs; forty minutes to deal with the mess; and twenty minutes to escape and chase quietly.

All of a sudden, it was almost midnight.

The public security forces in the base should have reached the end of the battle, with Rei Furuya taking the lead in piercing through the darkness and ushering in the dawn that generations have been striving for.

But this dawn has nothing to do with them anymore.

The brother and sister snuggled under the tree, using the snow as a quilt, their hearts filled with sweetness, as if a large jar of honey had been poured out and was flowing.

"Are there stars in the sky today?" asked Chiyoya Saori.

"no."

The young man in her arms answered her question softly: "There are no stars, but there are many fireflies."

Many, many fireflies, like stars, are reflected on the black night sky and in front of the silver-white snow, dancing up and down, brighter than the stars.

"That's great." Chiyotani Hayori laughed softly. She stretched out her hand and grasped it in the air. "Did I catch it?"

They had agreed to catch fireflies, soak in hot springs and watch the stars together in the summer.

Although it is winter, there should be no fireflies.

But Chiyodani Toru still saw it, so he replied seriously: "I caught it."

Chiyotani Saori loosened her grip and let the poor firefly go again.

She took the stars out of the jar one by one and piled them in the palm of her hand, holding them up like treasures. Her hands were so frozen that they sometimes missed a few. The little stars embedded in the snow were especially lovely.

Then she threw the stars upwards with all her strength, and a sky full of stars flew towards them, flashing colorful lights, falling on the treetops, on the snowdrifts, and on their bodies and hair.

"Now there are stars," she whispered, "and you can make a wish."

"Okay." He answered in a lighter voice.

Two pairs of cold hands were clasped together and held tightly, as if they wanted to never separate.

A spot of light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, gradually grew larger and spread out, and finally became a warm yellow scattered across the sky, contrasting with the fire that suddenly shot up into the sky closer.

The sound of the base explosion seemed to reach my ears at the same time, like the sound of fireworks.

The intertwined bright colors left an extremely dazzling mark in Chiyodani Toru's pupils, which lasted for a long time.

His second wish has been fulfilled.

The lovely god quietly added a third wish and fulfilled the greedy child.

No matter what happened in the past, at this moment, Chiyodani Toru and Chiyodani Saori are the happiest people.

"Saori, good night."

"Toru, good night."

Surrounded by stars, fireflies and fireworks, they fell asleep in each other's arms with smiles on their faces.

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