They quickly went upstairs and soon found the monitoring room. Onizuka Hachizo was standing at the door, talking on the phone anxiously.

As an instructor at the police academy, he should be responsible for his students. Even though these things have nothing to do with him, Onizuka Hachizo will still be implicated.

Therefore, my mood, which was already getting worse, instantly exploded after I saw the four people who suddenly appeared in the hospital.

"Why are you four here? Didn't I tell you not to leave the school without a signature?" Onizuka Hachizo raised his cell phone and yelled, "What time is it now? Get back to school!"

"We are looking for Chiyodani Toru!" Matsuda Jinpei said with his neck stiffened, and shouted, "We won't go back until we find him!"

Onizuka Hachizo became even angrier: "Do you know how big a deal this is? You guys can't get involved..."

"Okay, Onitsuka, stop talking."

The door of the monitoring room was opened, and Yuto Hazuka, wearing sunglasses on his head, walked out with a tired look on his face and looked at several people sharply.

Fūya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu were startled and stood up straighter.

"You guys..." Yuto Yuzuka said with a "tsk". The corners of his mouth just raised a little, but then they turned down in an instant after he remembered something. He muttered softly, "It's a blessing for that kid to know you guys."

When they heard the tone and thought about the person Chiyodani Toru usually talked about, they understood the identity of the person in front of them. They suddenly felt like meeting a parent and didn't know where to put their hands for a moment.

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously stood up straight for a moment, retracting the defiant look he had when facing Onizuka Hachizo.

"Furiya Rei, Morofushi Kagemitsu, the two of you follow me in. As for Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji, you go back with Instructor Onizuka first."

Onizuka Hachizo folded his arms across his chest and sneered.

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why?!"

Yuto Hazuka glanced at them like lightning, and said in a loud and clear voice: "Follow orders!"

Hagiwara Kenji tugged at Yukinen's sleeve. Yukinen looked at the medal on Yuto Hazuka's body, gritted his teeth, and said slowly, "Yes..."

Fūya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu looked at each other, then nervously followed Hazuka Yuto into the monitoring room.

"Why don't you let us investigate?" Matsuda Jinpei's face was full of unwillingness when he went downstairs. If it weren't for Onizuka Hachizo staring at him from behind, he would have wanted to overturn the table and rush back.

Hagiwara Kenji smacked his lips and said, "Compared to the two of us, Kofuru and Komorobushi have obviously met that police officer. If we connect this with the options they are still considering, wouldn't it be clear?"

Matsuda Jinpei remained silent.

Kenji Hagiwara's words were very straightforward. The things that Chiyodani Toru was involved in were not something they could get involved in right now, and Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu might have been considered as backup options...

"I'm just a little unwilling..." The curly-haired young man muttered, his hair even drooping down on his forehead, "It's so difficult to graduate together. If that guy really becomes a policeman, won't something happen to him?"

"And... those two guys, Rei and Kagemitsu..." Matsuda Jinpei swallowed his angry words and his face suddenly became worse, like a large dog with its fur standing on end.

Kenji Hagiwara pulled at his amulet, and the goldfish swam around on his fingertips, shining with golden light.

He tore off the amulet and placed it together with another blood-stained amulet. He turned around to look at Onizuka Yazo talking on the phone, curled his lips and said, "At worst, we can investigate it ourselves."

…

The only outsiders in the monitoring room were Yuto Hazuka and the ashtray placed in front of him.

In the dim environment, only the light of a computer screen could be seen, and inside the screen was a familiar ward.

The smell of smoke in the air is difficult to dissipate in a closed environment. Instead, it becomes stronger and stronger, making people feel upset and confused.

The thin man said sorry in an apologetic tone and looked at the two people with soft and sad eyes.

"I guess you know why I let you two in."

Furuya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu nodded. They had talked to this superior last week to decide whether to accept the transfer from their superiors and go undercover in a dark organization lurking in the shadows.

This means that they will bid farewell to their entire past identity and become another person, walking on the edge of a knife, with the risk of death at any time.

Originally, the two wanted to think over it again and again before making a decision, but at this moment, after discovering that Yuto Hazuka and Toru Chiyodani were connected, their hearts sank heavily.

Yuto Yuzuka exhaled slowly, the cigarette between his fingertips was not lit, he knocked on the table and said, "You are right, the Chiyogaya incident is related to that organization, or rather... it was the people from that organization who took him away."

"Chiyoya has been investigating the organization, and I know about it, but...what happened this afternoon really caught me by surprise."

Seeing the two children in front of him turn pale in an instant, Yuto Hazuka felt a little emotional.

He didn't know what Chiyoya Saori's plan was, but there was no doubt that the child had already spread her wings where he couldn't see and was planning something that would scare him.

At three o'clock last night, Yuto Hazuka received a call from Saori Chiyoya. During the call, the latter explained in detail that she might be targeted by the organization and could be taken away at any time.

This statement woke Yuto Hazuka up from his sleep, but before he could open his mouth to blame or express concern, the other party bombarded him with a bunch of assurances.

"...No matter what, it is enough for you to believe that I will always stand on the side of the police."

"This is a big gamble. If I succeed, the police will gain a deeper clue - you know it's not safe inside, right?"

It was rare for the girl not to use a fake voice. Her own clear, sweet voice came through the phone into his ears, with a steady determination and confidence, as if everything was under her control.

Yuto Yuzuka's words got stuck in his throat for a moment. He frowned and thought for a long time, then said, "I will only help you if it does not violate the principles."

"I understand." Chiyoya Saori smiled softly, "Then Uncle Hazuka, please pretend that you know nothing for now."

"Just keep it a secret for me."

"This is the last time... I am sorry for them."

Yuto Hazuka knew who she was referring to as "them". He couldn't help but ask, "Saori, do you just feel sorry for them?"

Chiyotani Saori: "? What else?"

Yuto Hazuka was speechless and advised her to go to bed early.

And this afternoon, the first thing Chiyoya Saori said came true.

Having already watched the surveillance video, Hayato Hazuka couldn't help but admire her acting skills, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel deeply worried.

Chiyoya Saori... How on earth did she evolve to the point where she could even play a prominent figure in an organization like Gin in just a few months? !

Isn't her range a bit over 100 million?

You have to know that when he was undercover, he had to go through a lot of hardships to barely reach the position of a code member, and he didn't even have the right to see higher-level members...

Yuto Hazuka patted the two ignorant children in front of him. For the sake of Chiyoya Saori's plan, he would not reveal too much.

He simply said: "You can watch the surveillance video, because as classmates and friends, I do need to give you an explanation, but the rest of the rescue work will be in our charge."

"Keep calm. This will also be part of your assessment."

Yuto Hazuka has observed that among the students who have not shown any special intentions, these two are the most reserved and calm. If they can remain calm in such a situation, they are indeed good candidates to be undercover agents.

But Morofushi Kagemitsu...

"Understood." The two men suddenly became a little nervous. They watched the somewhat tired man walk out of the control room and leave everything to them.

Morofushi Kagemitsu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had gathered all his emotions. He took out the notebook he carried with him and looked at Furutani Rei who was already prepared.

[Wuwuwu, my mind explodes, Gin, you are such a jerk! You shot at the gift and killed someone!]

[I'm not surprised that Toru would do this, or rather, this is the way he would do it, he was simply manipulated (wiping away tears) This is simply because he is kind and loyal enough!!]

[Because it’s a gift from a friend, do you have to protect it with your life? Toru, you are so stubborn (crying) You can just give as many gifts as you want after you are free!]

[But the opponent is Gin, and Toru doesn't have the protagonist plug-in. He can't beat him even if he is injured and doesn't protect the gift. So it's better to protect...]

[I burst into tears, this board can’t hold me up…]

[Speaking of Gin's words "It suits you", woc, he actually remembers Toru? How long has he been secretly following her!]

[Ah, Chiyodani Toru?]

[Ahhhh, Chiyodani Toru!]

[Let’s emo with the police academy team. Can we please let the surveillance camera show the scene where Toru fights back?]

183.

The door was closed casually, dividing the room into an ideal battlefield.

Chiyodani Toru stood up by holding the edge of the bed and casually wiped off a trace of blood on his right arm. His face looked very bad, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

"I don't think the word reckless fits me." His voice was doubtful but still calm. "Sir, I remember I only met you once."

The silver-haired man standing opposite him with a gun raised his voice and said "Oh" with a rising tone, "But I am very familiar with you, the best student of this year's Police Academy?"

Such words sound more like sarcasm at this moment.

Chiyodani Toru pursed his lips and said coldly: "What are you going to do?"

The other party did not say a word, but put the Beretta back into his pocket as if relaxed, then exerted force on his arms and pushed upwards, actually jumping over the bed, like a black panther descending from the sky, and attacked the black-haired young man head-on.

Chiyodani Toru's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously kicked the bedside cabinet, then used the interaction force to turn back and retreat, avoiding a knife attack, and at the same time used the cabinet to block the lacquer box more firmly.

“The response speed is good.”

The silver-haired man spoke condescendingly, as if he was doing some kind of test. He completely ignored the injuries of the young man in front of him and attacked quickly everywhere, specifically hitting places that could make the man unconscious but not dead.

Chiyodani Toru's left arm was bandaged and he was completely unable to exert any strength. The sequelae of excessive blood loss had not yet subsided, and his movements were somewhat sluggish. He could only rely on his own strength to dissipate the force, and was soon forced into a corner.

"Not bad, but not enough. But much better than... "

As soon as the lips uttered this word, the black-haired young man was struck by lightning. His originally alert expression was instantly broken, revealing shock. In his distraction, he was almost hit on the neck by the man in front of him.

He half-crouched in a desperate attempt to avoid the attack, but his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

The torn wound dyed the shoulder red, and the sunlight leaked in through the window and illuminated it, which at first glance looked like a burning flame.

"...You!" Chiyodani Toru gritted his teeth and exerted force with his right hand, interrupting the man's movements and forcing him to take two steps back and hit the hospital bed.

The bed made a sharp noise as it rubbed against the ground, which seemed to have startled the nurse who was checking on the bed as she passed by the door.

"Knock."

"Chiyodani-kun, is there anything I can help you with? I'm coming in." The gentle voice of the nurse trainee on duty came from the door, and then the doorknob turned.

The silver-haired man suddenly reached for his waist, and the corners of his mouth hidden under his hat curled slightly. Seeing his action, Chiyodani Toru suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Don't——!"

The door creaked and opened slightly. If it opened another 45 degrees, the young nurse would be faced with a scene she had never seen in her life.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the door, and the finger seemed ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

Chiyotani Toru forced himself to keep his tone steady. He shouted, "Sorry, I'm changing clothes. Can you come over later?"

"Sorry, sorry!" the nurse said repeatedly, closing the door immediately. "Then just ring the bell and look for me later, Chiyotani-kun. I'll be on this floor the whole time. After all, I promised Kamikawa to keep a close eye on you."

There was a hint of sarcasm and urgency in the nurse's tone, and it was obvious that she had misunderstood something.

Chiyotani Toru's face became even uglier. As long as she stayed on this floor...

The silver-haired man uttered an impatient "tsk" and asked him maliciously, "I wanted to ask you to come with me, but now it seems that with this nurse here, this approach won't work."

"Why don't I go first..."

"No!" Chiyotani Toru interrupted him and said word by word: "Don't involve ordinary people. I can leave with you."

He coughed weakly twice and suggested, "Just wait until 2:30, when the nurses will change shifts, and then we can go directly through the other backup exit..."

As the young man spoke, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was exhausted by his injuries. If it were an ordinary uninvited guest, he would probably come over to take a look impatiently, lest he really fell into a coma.

In fact, he had been leaning against the wall to recover his strength, with his fingers curled up, waiting for the man to take another step closer so that he could launch a thundering attack.

This man who dares to shoot at any time may not let others go. Only by taking this risk can we have a chance to subdue him...

The silver-haired man did come over, but it seemed different from what was expected. He leaned over and grabbed the latter's neck with his powerful hands and lifted him up.

"Uh..."

The feeling of suffocation came, and the strength that Chiyodani Toru had accumulated with great difficulty was forced to relax, and even a look of pain appeared on his face.

He tried to pry open the man's strong palm with one hand, like a butterfly that was blown into a pond by the wind and struggled desperately. The futile attempt only brought pain to the wound and made the smell of blood on his body even stronger.

"You still want to fight to the death at this time. Are you so worried that I will hurt ordinary people?" The silver-haired man sneered, "Foolish kindness and mercy will only hurt you, Toru-kun."

The gradually intimate tone was filled with strong sarcasm and malice. Looking at the young man's gradually red face, the man seemed to be quite satisfied and said leisurely: "But compared to acting skills... you are not qualified."

"It's better to make a quick decision and directly--"

“No…” The young man, who was already on the verge of death, burst out with great strength. He gritted his teeth, used the force of the wall behind him to kick forward, and kicked the man in the stomach to force him to loosen up. “Don’t hurt them!”

This brief struggle had a certain effect, just like a butterfly touching a very small piece of driftwood during the struggle, giving it a little room to breathe.

But soon, with the silver-haired man's ruthless second attack, the young man was like a prey caught by a hyena on the grassland, with no other way to go except death.

The silver-haired man seemed to be intrigued by the sudden burst of strength the young man showed in order to save others. While doing so, he poked the young policeman's pain points with a provocative tone, casually throwing out other people's lives as bargaining chips, and forcing the person in front of him to accept the gamble.

If he falls, the lives of people outside may be in danger.

It was clearly aimed at him from the beginning, so he couldn't involve other people...

Chiyodani Toru, what should we do?

As the wound burst open and new pain emerged, the black-haired young man staggered and was about to fall down, his face turned frighteningly pale. A drop of blood splashed on his eyelashes at some point, fluttered twice, and then slid down his cheek, leaving a smear of blood on the blue and white hospital gown.

The silver-haired man became even more excited when he saw his ferocious appearance, and the strength in his hands increased a lot.

There was another soft knock on the door. The nurse seemed a little worried about the noise coming from the room, but out of courtesy she did not go in directly.

"It's OK!"

Another almost broken voice.

"Don't attack others, please..."

The almost whispered plea finally came out from those bloodless lips. In the face of other people's lives, stubborn self-esteem was of no value at all.

The silver-haired man was eventually bored with this answer, and his hands, full of gunfire, once again grabbed her throat.

Finally, the bedside table was pushed again, trapping the lacquer box behind it, making it the only surviving object in the entire scene.

The young man was forced down on the hospital bed, drops of blood dripping along the already red bandages, forming scratches from the struggle as he moved.

The intense suffocation made his vision blurry, and even his ears could be heard with deafening noises, as if someone was talking to him, which gradually became louder and sharper.

"You're quite strong, but not strong enough. You're much better than your sister."

"Compared to her acting skills, you are not qualified enough."

“…”

Looking at the surveillance camera in the corner at the top of the room, the black-haired young man opened his mouth before losing consciousness, trying to convey some message.

The man, who seemed to be aware of his actions, sneered, pulled out the gun with his free hand, and aimed at the monitor without hesitation, and hit the camera accurately without looking back.

From beginning to end, his face was hidden under the hat, not a single bit of it was revealed.

The cautious and arrogant hunter never bothered to hide his provocation to the police.