Chapter 86 Artificial Weapons 22

Cherry returned to the safe house before Bourbon and expertly removed all traces of the crime. The family's only left-behind dog, Amuro Haro, bared his teeth in accusation at the young man in black who had left him at home again and gone out alone.

However, instead of apologizing, the young man stroked its chin with his hand and hummed in a singing tone: "Stupid Haro is alone today... No, no, there is a dog at home, and it is angry with me, angry~"

Haro chased after him angrily, his teeth bared. The young man in black had a soft smile on his face. He picked up a few celery stalks from the balcony and continued to sing, shaking his head: "What are you going to cook tonight? The answer is celery, celery~"

Hello, a celery-hating patient, is incompetent and furious.

When Toru Amuro returned to the safe house, he saw a man and a dog fighting as usual. Hearing the sound from the entrance, the two guys stopped at the same time. One of them ran towards him on his short legs and jumped into his arms; the other one looked at him with a smile.

"Welcome back."

In fact, if safety is taken into consideration, Toru Amuro should not return to the safe house so frequently - once someone discovers this place, both of them will be in danger.

Recently, even Yuya Kazami and Toru Amuro no longer allow him to get close to this place.

But the usually calm public security police made a not-so-calm decision this time.

He didn't want the safe house to become a second research institute for Cherry.

Dinner was already on the table. Recently, Cherry Brandy at the safe house had prepared dinner in advance before Bourbon returned.

Seeing the green celery on the plate, Bourbon didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...let Haro go."

Amuro Haro agreed with tears in her eyes.

Yingtao Zou swayed in her chair, pretending not to hear.

Scenes like this often happen in this house. Sakura Kanade hides it very well, and no matter how smart Amuro Haro is, he won't tell a word. Bourbon has never discovered what Sakura Kanade is doing secretly.

He even washed off the smell of alcohol on his body in advance and changed into clean clothes.

As for how to disguise the sound in the bug during the day, it's also very simple. Just record the audio outside the safe house in advance, and set it to play on time after Bourbon leaves.

Bourbon didn't have time to listen carefully to the audio all day long. Unless there was something special, he would only focus on listening to the fairy tales that Cherry Sou read specifically for him.

This has become a regular show that starts at 3pm sharp.

The young man's soft voice was like fleeting clouds, and the story became innocent between his lips and teeth.

Tonight's story is "The Little Mermaid".

The blond young man lay on the bed, temporarily forgetting everything except what he heard.

The voice slowly narrated: "...she danced for the prince every day. Although it was so painful for her feet to step on the wooden board, she always danced for her beloved prince..."

until--

"…she jumped into the sea with the dagger the next morning and disappeared in foam."

Accompanied by the tragic story of the Little Mermaid, the blond young man fell into a peaceful dream.

…

Sakura Sou's actions to protect Bourbon are still continuing. Regardless of how beautiful this body is now, apart from the pale face, there is nothing wrong with it. Sakura Sou even feels that he has vomited less blood recently.

In addition to covert protection, he has recently expanded new business.

The incident started when Bourbon suddenly left the Poirot Café that afternoon, and Cherry followed him to see what he was going to do. Because the other party was very alert, he did not dare to follow too closely.

Fortunately, the other side of Bourbon's encounter is gin.

As for Gin, he is basically in a state of giving up on his brother.

Because Akiyama Kanade has been focusing her main energy on Bourbon recently, she hasn't done anything big with Gin except showing a slightly stronger desire for control.

After repeatedly failing to stop it, Gin could only turn a blind eye to his brother's surveillance behavior.

This time, Gin called Bourbon out with the purpose of assassinating a congressman named Taro Hatoyama.

He is a member of the Neon xx Party and has a considerable political status in the party. It is difficult to assassinate him, so Bourbon, an intelligence officer, is needed.

That night, Bourbon returned to the safe house and seemed a little absent-minded.

For a public security undercover like Bourbon, the difficulty is not how to obtain intelligence, but how to destroy the organization's actions without letting the organization suspect that they are the cause of the consequences.

Of course, not all operations are worth the risk of going undercover to destroy.

Sometimes sacrifice is necessary for the greater good.

With her super hearing, Sakura Sora heard the conversation between Bourbon and his boss outside his door.

The sound in the receiver was so quiet that it was hard to hear clearly, but Bourbon's reply came clearly to my ears.

"I understand. I will prioritize protecting my identity... Don't worry, I know what to do." He paused and lowered his voice. "This is not the first time I have done this."

Sakura Kanade, whose breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible, suddenly raised her hand to cover her lips, and two suppressed coughs came out of her throat. The sound in the room stopped immediately, and after a while, the door was opened.

Sakura Kanade put the fingers that had brushed her lips behind her back and looked into the purple-gray eyes.

Bourbon frowned, but his voice was still soft. "Why aren't you sleeping so late? How can your body not get enough sleep?"

Sorry, it's no use for my body to sleep well.

Sakura Zou didn't dare to tell the truth and said vaguely, "I'm going to sleep." He looked at Bourbon's slightly tired face and comforted him, "Don't worry, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Bourbon was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Are you comforting me?"

The smile on his face deepened, and his eyes became gentle, "Thank you."

Sakura Kanaya raised the corners of his lips softly and pushed Bourbon back into the room. Under the faint moonlight, he blinked and imitated Bourbon's wink. His voice was light and cheerful, "It's okay. I will protect you well, so go and get some rest now."

The door closed, but the smile on the face of the blond young man in the room had not yet faded.

He took out a photo from under the pillow. In the photo, five young men were arm in arm, smiling happily at the camera.

"Hiro, I guess... I didn't do anything wrong?"

The young man in black outside the door whispered softly in the darkness: "I will protect you."

He first investigated the reasons why the organization wanted to attack Hatoyama Taro. This was almost effortless because the "shadow" itself stored Hatoyama Taro's basic information.

He is an important partner of the organization and even one of the investors in the artificial weapons project. His name was clearly on the list that Blue Orange Wine handed over to the public security.

I don't know whether it was for social stability or some other reason, but the public security department did not liquidate him. Hatoyama Taro still holds a high position. But perhaps he also sensed the underlying turmoil in the situation and wanted to unilaterally terminate cooperation with the organization.

Of course, the organization cannot allow someone who knows so many of their secrets to continue living.

After making sure that no good people would be killed by mistake, Sakura Kanade no longer had any worries.

That night, he took a rope and went out. Taro Hatoyama lived on the 17th floor of a luxury apartment building. Sakura Kanade tied the rope around her waist, fixed the other end to the top of the building, and then jumped down from the top floor.

He broke into the room through the window and slowly and methodically tidied up his messy hair under the terrified gaze of the awakened Taro Hatoyama.

The hood of the hoodie was blown off by the wind when I fell down.

The young man in black stood against the dim moonlight, with a thin figure and the look of a teenager.

"Good evening." He said softly.

Taro Hatoyama's hand reaching for the phone was stepped on by the young man in black.

He smiled gently, "Don't worry, death is painless. As compensation, I allow you to choose a weapon to kill you."

Unfortunately, the other party refused to cooperate.

Sakura Kanade broke Taro Hatoyama's neck with her legs, causing him to die peacefully.

The young man in black lowered his eyes and looked at the motionless corpse. "Ah, sorry, I forgot to tell you, I am the finished product you have been looking forward to seeing - the man-made weapon."

He smiled and said, "You must be very happy to see me in person, right?"

"…But unfortunately, there is only one person who can use me now. And it's not you."

He covered his mouth with his hand, and with his other hand he took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood that kept flowing from the corner of his lips. Then he sighed softly, "Is it really too much of a stretch?"

Cherry Brandy's body could no longer withstand the impact of jumping from a high place.

After a pause, he looked toward the drafty balcony, where an unexpected visitor appeared.

The thief in white had a stiff expression and said, "Sorry, I went to the wrong place."

He was just tired from being chased by a little detective and came to rest. He found it strange that the window of this house was broken - curiosity killed the cat.

The sharp radar was frantically reminding himself that the man in black in front of him was very dangerous.

However, the dangerous man did not seem to intend to kill the strange thief who had strayed in to silence him. He just looked over with his beautiful red eyes, then felt in his pocket, opened his palm, and there was a piece of candy lying on it.

"Want to eat?"

The gentleman replied subconsciously: "Thank you for your kindness, but..."

The other party didn't listen, but threw the candy at him directly, with a soft smile on his pale face and a leaping voice, "In exchange, you take me flying down."

Thief Kidd: “……?”

If the other person is a pretty girl, I would probably agree happily.

But for men—

Thief Kid's eyes fell on the corpse on the ground.

It can be seen that the other party's skills are very neat and efficient, and he is definitely a professional.

He nodded. "My pleasure."

Yingtao Zao coughed twice and was very happy.

He hasn't tried hang gliding yet.

He urged with sparkling eyes: "Hurry up!"

Thief Kidd said gloomily, "Although my hang glider can theoretically support three people, if something unexpected happens, we will fall from the sky..."

"It doesn't matter. I was dying anyway."

The Phantom Thief Kid choked and looked at the man next to him. His face was pale and almost bloodless, and he certainly looked like he was going to die soon.

"Do you look like you're pitying me?" He smiled. "Don't pity me. I'm already extremely happy today. I wouldn't mind dying tomorrow. Do you know why?"

After finishing his hang glider, the thief Kidd asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"Because I have a friend who is a little golden prince."

As agreed, the thief Kidd took him out from the balcony, and the night wind was howling.