251.

"Bang--!"

The loud gunshots were heard far away in the silence of the night, but no one screamed in surprise. Instead, several houses were seen closing their open curtains.

The driver's hands hung limply at his sides, he leaned forward with his forehead resting on the steering wheel, his lips slightly parted, a look of astonishment still frozen on his face.

A wedding photo fell from his arms and landed in a pool of blood with a "plop". In the photo, a young couple had happy smiles on their faces, holding hands, preparing to spend the rest of their lives together.

The man in the windbreaker glanced at the photo indifferently, put the hot muzzle of the gun back into his pocket, closed the car door neither lightly nor heavily, and soon his figure was submerged in the deep darkness, leaving no trace.

All that could be heard was the crisp sound of heavy heels stepping on the dirty water, which completely covered up the sound of blood flowing from the body and falling to the ground.

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[Pfft——I can’t hold it in any longer.]

Chiyoya Saori walked towards the rooftop, trying hard to hold her face together to prevent the disguise mask from shifting. She suppressed her laughter and complained to the customer service: "Why can these two pictures be accompanied by such a chuunibyou commentary? Obviously, this style of painting was not used before!"

Q version customer service: [? ? Isn't this very cool! The cold-blooded killer mercilessly shot down the righteous citizens, how cool! ]

[And the citizen went home the next day covered in blood? He could even call the police and have them profile this cold-blooded killer, right?] Chiyotani Saori complained, [Well, don't get too carried away. I have to say this simulated tranquilizer gun is really useful, but I still have to prepare the blood plasma myself.]

[The store has its own built-in item, but you have to save so much highlight value - those people in the organization are almost thinking you are a pervert! ! ]

The Q version of the customer service walked back and forth with a dissatisfied look on his face.

As the only creature that knows Chiyoya Saori's plan, it does not watch Chiyoya Saori's acting from an omniscient perspective, but rather, it truly loves the character like a forum reader.

Especially Granmani. The Q version customer service has repeatedly and strongly requested that this vest be given more roles, as ferocious and handsome as possible - a total villain.

But Chiyoya Sawaori was too lazy to pay attention to its protests. She always distinguished clearly between reality and falsehood, and the script was just a tool to survive.

She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Zhufu Jingguang, asking him to prepare to deal with the driver in C's tone.

[Granmani is the pervert. What does this have to do with me, Chiyoya Saori? Besides, those guys have to die anyway.]

The organization is well-known on the dark side, and many desperate criminals often come to it for help. However, those who cannot even pass the initial review will be treated mercilessly as experimental subjects or punching bags by the organization.

It can be said that this organization is never polite when it comes to "waste utilization".

After making this gun that could instantly make people unconscious, Chiyoya Saori often hung out near the laboratory. It can be said that she didn't care about fame at all.

The cute customer service was speechless by her self-righteous barging, and changed the subject: [The dinner of the Mud Club is about to end. If you don’t move faster, Gin will come to question you sooner or later if the mission fails! ]

Chiyotani Hayato rushed to the top floor in two steps, slowly put away her clothes, and said in a leisurely manner: "Aren't there snipers arranged here?"

There are only a few available snipers in the organization. Gin didn't say who he would let her supervise, but they were all acquaintances he had met before.

Therefore, Chiyoya Saori was very calm.

Until she pushed open the door to the rooftop and met two pairs of eyes looking at her warily.

And the muzzles of their guns pointed at her.

Chiyoya Hayori: "..."

252.

[Ahhh! My Toru finally comes out. Why is it so exciting when Gran comes out?!]

[My brave driver… He was even thinking about how to explain to his wife (mumbling)]

[Burst into tears on the spot, it is impossible for Chiyodani Toru to become popular after seeing this scene, you old thief, I will kill you, you immortal boss, you must come out and make amends to my wife!]

[The wind on the rooftop is so strong, I feel so cold. In the last episode, I was laughing so hard that I danced because Shinsou finally became a celebrity. In this episode, I was beaten to death by the old thief (crying like a dog with a mouth full of knives)]

[I feel like I am as torn as Tohru. On the one hand, I am heartbroken by the handsome way Gran put away his gun, and on the other hand, I am heartbroken that Tohru can no longer pursue his dream.]

[So you upstairs were crying and drinking bitter tea at the same time? (Mom, come and see the pervert.jpg)]

[Have I not been here for too long? Why do everyone call it Hecheglan in the same way?]

[#link# I don’t thank you for the poll next door that was posted last night. It’s mainly because everyone thinks Gran is an independent personality and shouldn’t be called Tetsu—rounding it off toru is still the clean toru. All the bad things are Gran’s fault and have nothing to do with him!! (Very loud)]

[Swallowing this mental victory with tears, but doesn't this mean that Toru can't even control his own body, which is even worse?]

[Knock!! Is this the quality of a qualified knife-wielding person? ! (shocked)]

[Aa ...

[(screaming)(dropping phone)(running away in panic) I don’t dare to watch this anymore! ]

253.

When the footsteps were heard, Furiya Rei quickly turned around and aimed his gaze at the closed door of the rooftop. His hand at his waist touched the cold gun, ready to shoot at any time.

Now the banquet is about to end, and the little leader of the Mud Club is about to leave. Regardless of whether the person who comes up is a member of the organization or not, he has to express his "dissatisfaction".

After all, Rei Furuya has never positioned himself as an obedient subordinate, but rather a hungry wolf capable of climbing to the top.

The door was pushed open lightly, and Zhu Xingda beside him drew his gun at the same time.

Fūya Rei was somewhat speechless as he quickly glanced to the side, but he didn't expect that Morohoshi Dai would do the same thing at the same time.

The two people's eyes collided again in an instant, and their perception of each other was even worse.

“…”

The air was very quiet for a while, and the only sound was the howling of the night wind on the roof.

The young man who was pointed at by two guns did not react at all. There was a calm expression on his face, which was so ordinary that he could not be found if thrown into a crowd. He closed the door casually and walked towards them.

"Grand Marnier, just call me Gran."

The late member of the organization put one hand in his pocket and walked to the edge of the rooftop and stood near the position of Rei Furuya.

When Rei Furiya met those calm black eyes, a strange feeling flowed through his body, and he opened his mouth subconsciously: "I am..."

"I know who you are." Granmani interrupted his introduction and instructed slowly, "Get ready, kill Yamano Taichi first and then proceed to the next plan."

Fūya Rei listened to the sound that clearly carried an electric current and subconsciously looked towards his neck.

Voice changer?

Why is it necessary to be so secretive when doing a mission within an organization? Speaking of this face...

Fūya Rei observed carefully and seemed to actually see a hint of unnatural stiffness at the edges.

Akai Shuichi frowned and couldn't help asking: "Once Yamano Taichi dies, the whole scene will be in chaos, and it will be inconvenient to do other things. What is our purpose?"

"Create chaos and go to the second floor of the banquet hall to seize the list of personnel of the Muddy Society in Tokyo." Granmani explained patiently.

Fūya Ling couldn't help but say, "If this distance is okay, then by the time we get there everyone will have already run away."

"will not."

The black-haired man held the railing with both hands and leaned forward. The noisy wind lifted his hair, revealing his smooth forehead. A smile finally appeared on his calm face, like a satiated lion patrolling his territory, confidence and arrogance lingering around him.

He didn't explain anything, but this simple word expressed his determination.

As he moved, Fūya Rei inexplicably smelled a strong smell of blood. The dry dust irritated his nasal cavity, making him feel like sneezing again.

His eyes swept across the cuffs of the man in front of him.

There was still some splashes of blood, fresh and flowing, which was blown slightly by the wind to Granmani's arm, forming a little dark red on the black, like a flower blooming in the shadows.

This is the mark caused by a gun shot at close range.

A clear conclusion emerged in Rei Furuya's mind - this member of the organization named Granmani aimed his gun at a life and pulled the trigger on his way to the rooftop.

I don’t know who it is.

"Why are you looking at me?" At this moment, Granmani suddenly turned to look at him, as if he felt that this distance was too far to talk to him. He even took a step forward, stuck straight to his side, and called his name clearly.

"Amuro Toru."

The ending sound of "透" is stretched out, as if it turns around between the lips and teeth before being spit out.

Fūya Ling subconsciously lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in them. He said slowly, "No, I'm just curious about what you encountered on the road and why you came here just now."

When this topic was brought up, the joy in Granmani's eyes disappeared, and a hint of irritation appeared on his somewhat stiff face. His tone remained calm, as if he was just stating a fact.

"On the road, I met a driver who thought he was a hero and wanted to drive me to the police station."

Furiya Rei's fingers holding the sniper rifle trembled slightly, but it was not noticeable in the darkness. He slightly widened his eyes and met those dark eyes, in which he could not see clearly what was going on.

Pure black, without a single bright color.

Looking into those eyes, the blond young man couldn't help but think of that sunny afternoon when his classmate who had been missing for a long time and suddenly returned was standing downstairs of the teaching building, quietly watching them find excuses to leave.

At that time, Furuya Rei used the excuse that he was going to Instructor Onizuka's office to get some information, but in fact he stood at the corner of the first floor for a while, and only turned around and went upstairs after watching Chiyodani Toru leave.

At that time, Chiyodani Toru's glasses reflected some light in the sunlight, but when he pushed up his glasses, Furutani Rei still saw the pure black.

The driver bravely sent the killer to the police station.

Granmani's gloved fingers tapped the iron railings of the rooftop slowly, his tone cold and indifferent, like a ghost telling a cold joke at the bedside. He even turned around and asked Furiya Rei: "Do you think it's funny?"

The murderous aura tinged with blood came towards him with the night wind, like a dragnet that left no place for him to escape.

Furiya Rei tried to force a smile but failed. The details he observed at first now seemed like clues that were connected together, instantly pointing to an answer.

Didn't he already know what the codename members of the organization looked like?

Whether it was Gin who supervised his mission last time, or the instructor he met during training, they all looked disdainful and indifferent when talking about killing people.

Granmani: This is normal.

But why did he still feel a chill piercing his bones?

"Gran, if you don't take action, the dinner will be over."

Akai Shuichi's calm voice rang out from the side. The two ignored him. The FBI undercover agent tried to make himself known. He adjusted his sniper rifle and said to the two, "We can talk about this kind of trivial matter later."

"I think Amuro-kun wouldn't mind hearing the details later, right?"

Hearing the loud voice of Zhuxing, Furuya Ling felt like he was alive again. He reflexively put on a fake smile and said, "Indeed."

But at the same time, the voice next to him also rang out, drowning out his answer.

"That's pretty insignificant."

Granmani stood up with some boredom, the false mask was put back on his face, his aura was withdrawn into his body, he looked like an ordinary person, even his movements revealed "ordinariness".

"Let's get started, you two."

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"Bang!"

During the last dance of the dinner, two sniper bullets fired one after another hit the same target at the same time.

Yamano Taichi kept hugging his female companion, but a big hole suddenly appeared on his head with an obscene smile on it, and the spurting blood splashed all over the person next to him.

The scene suddenly became chaotic as the female companion screamed loudly.

No matter how elegant or dignified a person may appear, they will show their most ferocious attitude when facing a sniper rifle that can take their life at any time.

"The sniping skills are pretty good." The black-haired young man commented calmly, "But the first one to hit was Zhuxingda."

Fūya Rei subconsciously looked up at the man standing beside her, and her hands, which had been chilled by the wind, relaxed slightly.

The relief of not taking another life and the reluctance of losing out surged into his heart, and the confused emotions made him purse his lips subconsciously.

"How do we get there?" Akai Shuichi didn't pay attention to this. He put away his sniper rifle and looked at the chaos in the distance. "If we don't leave now, we may not be able to surround the person carrying the data."

"I'll go first, you guys just need to get there quickly."

One second, Furutani Rei was still wondering how he was going to get through, and the next second he saw Granmani taking out a hook device from his pocket.

This device is mostly used in magic shows or circus performances, but in most cases it will be equipped with a set of wire safety measures to prevent accidents at high altitudes.

However, there was no pre-built platform between this rooftop and the banquet venue over there.

"You--" Before Furiya Rei could finish his words, he leaned back subconsciously, and the corner of his clothes almost brushed his cheek.

The man paid no attention to him. He casually hooked the hook to the railing of the rooftop and without even checking, he flipped over and jumped. His black windbreaker spread out in the air, and he flew out like a big black bird that used the sky as its stage.

The rope, which was not conspicuous in the night sky, slid out a shallow arc, made a "whooshing" sound, and soon straightened up and fell down completely.

Furutani Rei was lying on the railing in horror, looking down. All he could see was a thick darkness. Not to mention Granmani's figure, even the rope attached to the wall was almost invisible - there was no sound at all.

He can jump from a height of more than ten floors without any hesitation. Is this guy crazy?

Furutani Rei couldn't help but swear under his breath, and an uncontrollable panic that was almost anger rose in his heart. This emotion was completely unreasonable, and keeping it in his heart only made his face even gloomier.

He put the sniper rifle back into his bag with some annoyance and ran downstairs without looking back.

Shuichi Akai, who did the same thing as Rei Furuya, originally wanted to shout, but seeing the situation, he could only pick up his things and run downstairs.

The young FBI undercover agent carried a heavy sniper rifle, and a rare flash of doubt and depression flashed across his olive green eyes.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the atmosphere between the two organizations was independent and he had no room to interrupt. He was clearly excluded.

But logically speaking, it should be the first time for him and that guy named Toru Amuro to meet Granmani.

Is it because he is an undercover agent that he has a different temperament from the real members of the organization?

Shuichi Akai decided to find out more information, practice his acting skills, and try his best to fit in with them.