Chapter 61 The End 1

It is the first day of the new year. The sky has not yet dawned, but layer after layer of thick darkness is pressing down on the tall treetops and branches.

The sparse moonlight fell through the gaps between the trees and landed on the soft ground in silvery patches.

Glittering like fish scales.

In the vast expanse of white, the red becomes even more glaring.

There were two figures, one black and one white, one half lying on the snow, and the other kneeling on one knee.

Akiyama Kanade's fingers fell on the red mark on Matsuda Jinpei's neck. He used very light force, and his tone was even lighter than the force, "Does it hurt?"

It must have been very painful, but Amo Luzou showed no mercy.

He knew how ruthless he was.

"...Idiot," Matsuda Jinpei's eyes flashed, he grabbed the hand on his neck, and gently brought Jiu Sheng Chunshu into his arms.

It's like waiting for a handful of snow to fall into your arms.

"Why should I apologize? ... I should be the one to say sorry."

The person in his arms was almost weightless, his skin was so cold that it made one shiver, and one might even suspect that the person lying there was already a corpse.

On the contrary, the blood that kept gushing out of his abdomen proved that he was still dying.

It's just a way to prolong its life.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't dare to move him and could only try in vain to press the wound on Haru's abdomen.

Even the blood was as cold as a ball of flowing ice.

Thanks to Furutani Rei's timely attack, Blue Orange Wine at least didn't have to pay the price of losing another leg.

However, the police's action was actually within Akiyama Kanade's expectations.

Although the police don't care about the life or death of Blue Orange Wine, they will not sit idly by and watch an ordinary and excellent policeman fall into danger.

The only surprise was that they didn't wait until Blue Orange actually attacked them before saving Jinpei Matsuda.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

This only shows that the public security department puts the safety of Jinpei Matsuda first.

Maybe the police are more conscientious than he thought.

The details do not affect the general direction of Akiyama Kanade's script.

Amoruso was dead, and Blue Curacao was seriously injured. He had achieved the effect he wanted.

The members of the organization were enjoying themselves when they were caught off guard by the police who suddenly appeared and pinned them down. They did not try to resist. Their superiors were dead, so they surrendered quickly and were treated well.

The police can say that they won a great victory this time. Unfortunately, they failed to capture Amoruso alive as expected, and only captured a group of peripheral members.

Don't expect to get any useful information from outsiders.

The blond young man approached the two men and the body in the shadow of the trees. Under his instructions, the police took Amoruso's body away.

Matsuda Jinpei had his back to him, and the long hair of the person in his arms fell from behind his arm, some of it falling into the snow. Red, white, black, all tangled together.

"Matsuda..."

"...Don't talk to me, don't make me hate you."

The damage to Blue Curacao is so severe that I'm afraid it's beyond repair.

With just one glance, Rei Furuya could tell the result.

Then I guess Matsuda must have seen it a long time ago.

Although Rei Furuya hates Blue Curacao very much, he has never thought of killing him. Even if it is Amoruso, his first choice is to send him to prison and accept legal sanctions.

Killing is always the worst option.

During these years as an undercover agent, he had already suffered enough of the crimes that had to be stained on his hands.

"…I'm sorry." Furuya Rei said softly.

He had so many apologies to say to this only friend he had left from the police academy. He lowered his eyes, unable to conceal his fatigue, and his friend didn't see it because he had his back to him.

This was seen by Akiyama Kanade.

He quickly became alert and decided that Bourbon must not say anything he shouldn't say now.

He looked into Matsuda Jinpei's eyes and said in a weak voice, "Officer Matsuda, I would like to be alone with you for a while... Is that okay?"

Of course Matsuda Jinpei would not refuse. After a moment of silence, the public security undercover Bourbon also ordered the public security to withdraw first and leave space for them.

The surroundings became very quiet again, not even the sound of birds, only the sound of the whistling wind and the drifting snowflakes being blown down.

The man curled up in the arms of the curly-haired police officer, revealing a skinny collarbone, his skin was so white that it seemed to melt into the snow, and his gray eyes would light up slightly when he occasionally raised his head.

The mole at the corner of the eye makes the eyes even more beautiful.

His gaze shifted from the distant trees back to the face of the curly-haired police officer in front of him.

Fearing that he might be cold, Jinpei Matsuda tightened his arms and tried his best to keep him warm.

The time has come.

Akiyama Kanade felt nervous for the first time.

He didn't know what Jinpei Matsuda would choose.

On this night when I had already vaguely sensed that Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was not simple.

What choice will he make?

"...I want to take a nap."

Ignoring the curly-haired officer's suppressed shouting, Akiyama Kanade closed his eyes and put his ear to the other's collarbone. At this distance, he could even hear the heartbeat.

Real heartbeat.

It beats fast and fast in the silent darkness.

He connected to one of the backup bodies, put on the prop [Disguised as God] and made a shining appearance.

"Are you calling me, my Lord?"

In the deep forest, a god descended in the moonlight. But the curly-haired police officer below was completely immersed in his own world. He tightly covered the hole in the abdomen of the person in his arms and tried to wake him up stubbornly.

Shenmingzou touched his nose and called him a few more times in annoyance, finally making the man raise his eyes.

He immediately nodded proudly, "I am the god of the wishing well. I heard the strong call from your heart, so I came to the world." Seeing that the black-haired police officer was about to lower his head to look at the person in his arms, he quickly added, "He is not dead yet. I can save him."

What's going on, Officer Matsuda?

Although the Nine Spring Trees are very pretty and beautiful, even at this moment when they are as white as paper, they are still a beautiful piece of paper filled with clouds and snow, but the one in front of you is Kami!

Kami, do you know? Aren’t you curious?

Well, even though he is a false god.

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes swept over the god and his surroundings.

There was no mechanism hanging behind him. He was wearing a black haori and a hat. He was emitting a faint light, but his face was shrouded in mist and could not be seen clearly.

Seems to be true.

This forest is where he and Haru heard the legend of the wishing well. Could it be that such a wishing well really exists?

Matsuda Jinpei would rather believe it is true at this moment, let him become a theist for a while, "What price do you want me to pay?"

The curly-haired police officer's voice still hadn't recovered. Those deep voices seemed to be struggling out from the red scars in his throat. His hands trembled slightly while he held the person in his arms, and the blue veins stood out on his pale skin.

There was an expression on that face that Akiyama Kanade had never seen before.

He even wanted to give up selling the goods and let Jiu Sheng Chun Shu wake up and hug him immediately.

Tell him everything, let him judge Blue Orange Wine's life with the scales, and then decide whether to stay or go.

Such emotions fluctuated for a moment, but were suppressed by Akiyama Kanade.

Being a ruthless sales machine sometimes requires throwing away your conscience.

After a moment of hesitation, he heard Matsuda Jinpei repeat the question again.

"I heard that God's response comes at a price. So what price do you want me to pay... to save him?"

"You are quite sensible." Shenming Zuo did not keep the secret any longer and took out the [Panacea for All Diseases]. It was a transparent glass bottle, filled with liquid that flowed like the Milky Way, and the liquid was shining with luster.

"If you drink a little of this medicine every day, all his old and hidden ailments, new and old injuries will disappear. As for the price... I need you to give a part of your soul. The soul..."

"good."

Shenming Zou, who was about to give a long speech to promote the product, was choked. He paused and said, "Don't you need to think about it again? Although the soul can be restored through cultivation, losing a part of the soul will not have no effect on you..."

"No. Take as much as you want. Losing your soul or going to hell after death is nothing to me...Give me the medicine."

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes were fixed on the bottle in Shinmei Kanade's hand like nails until he threw the bottle over.

"I have taken your soul."

The feeling of having part of his soul extracted was not obvious. Matsuda Jinpei only felt his body soften briefly, and then a slight fatigue seeped into his heart.

However, at this moment, he had no time to care about the subtle feelings of the details. He opened the potion bottle in his hand and fed Jiu Sheng Chun Shu a sip.

It was not until he saw with his own eyes new flesh slowly growing from the wound on the person in his arms' abdomen that he realized he had been holding his breath for a long time.

He realized that he didn't actually fully believe in this so-called god.

Just don't want to miss any possibility.

And he was right.

He carefully held the sleeping Jiu Sheng Chun Shu in his arms, and looked up at the god with a blurry face. The god tilted his head, and he felt that the other party seemed to be smiling and in a good mood.

"Can I ask why you would rather sacrifice your soul than save him?"

Even though the transaction was successful, Akiyama Kanade still felt a sense of unreality.

Did Officer Matsuda never hesitate at all... He should have realized that Kyushu Haruki is not a purely good person.

The curly-haired police officer asked back: "Since you are a god, can you see through my brain and see my thoughts?"

"I am not a mind-reading god." The god crossed his arms in dissatisfaction.

"The answer is very simple." Matsuda Jinpei looked down at the person in his arms again. Only after he was sure that Haru was out of danger did he notice that his hair was messy. Haru always loved beauty, so he reached out and gently brushed aside the black hair that was stained with snow water on his forehead.

"For more than 20 years of my life, I have been losing and gaining repeatedly...especially with this person. I almost got everything from him, but I never gave anything for him. Even his love and pride were broken by me. I can't give him the kind of feelings he wants, so I would rather dedicate my entire soul to make him shine again-"

He smiled, and the bright light in his eyes pierced through the darkness like dawn, as if he saw something that only he could understand, so even his tone softened.

"You don't know, he really was...that dazzling once."

No, the one who really shines is you, Officer Matsuda, Akiyama Kanade thought.

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly realized something, "Can I add one more wish?"

"What?"

Matsuda paused and said, "Tell him to stop loving me in the future."

Akiyama Zou thought about it carefully. According to his own understanding, he must have thought that Officer Matsuda wanted to break up with Kyushu Haruki after paying off his debts.

It is natural for such a smart officer like Matsuda to think so, as he must have noticed the problem with Haru's identity.

But Matsuda Jinpei's resolute "OK" and the arm that Kyushu had been extending to him over the past few days made him feel that this was not the case.

"Why?" he asked directly.

The curly-haired police officer gave him an unexpected answer.

"...I hope he can be happier in his new life."

He laughed quietly, self-deprecatingly, "I'm not a good-natured person who is willing to give up everything for anyone. I don't know what I have that deserves his...deep love."

"I sometimes feel that his love is so illusory, just like him, and just like the snow falling at this moment. Why would he love me? I am just an ordinary person, the most ordinary and mediocre. What on earth is there about me that is worthy of him staying close to me even though I am covered in wounds..."

"I hope he will realize his mistake and stop insisting on it, but I'm also afraid he will really regret it—"

I’m afraid that he will really realize that the person he loves with almost his life is not worth it.

Afraid that he would regret having given everything for it.

And thus fell into deeper pain.

"I'm so sorry, but I can't do this even if I'm a god."

"However, there is no need for you to worry like this." Akiyama Kanade's tone and lips softened, "You are not God, don't take all the responsibility on yourself. He has the right to decide his own life and who to love."

"To him, you are more important than anything else in the world."