Chapter 95 Artificial Weapons 31

"...Is he dead?" The intelligence officer walked into the woods again, his forehead covered with sweat from the sun. He seemed to feel too hot, so he kept fanning himself with his hands and swatted away the small flies that approached.

"Probably." Toru Amuro was still staring at Cherry Brandy's body.

He leaned against the thick trunk of the tree, his head resting on the tangled roots covered with moss and tiny wild flowers, his arms still holding the cluster of wild flowers.

In the midsummer forest, the green branches and leaves are overbearing, high and wildly invading the vast sky. The sparse sunlight is like a golden fish swimming around, gently surrounding the young man who seems to be asleep.

It's like a quiet painting.

The intelligence officer conveyed Rum's intention to Bourbon. He glanced at Cherry Brandy's body, with a hint of embarrassment and impatience on his face.

The weather is too hot.

Dead bodies can be troublesome if not dealt with quickly.

"Reisling probably ran away. Lord Rum said that this mission will be handed over to Gin. You will be responsible for intelligence coordination." The intelligence officer looked at Bourbon and thought his expression seemed strange. He scratched his head and said, "Are you familiar with Cherry Brandy?"

Isn't it said that Bourbon is a mystic who likes to act alone?

"You ask too many questions." The blond young man had a cold expression. When his eyes swept across his body, the intelligence officer was reminded of the coldness of having a revolver pressed against his forehead.

For a moment he might have considered killing me.

The intelligence officer stopped talking and carefully observed Bourbon's expression.

The other party withdrew his gaze and looked down at the corpse. His expression showed a kind of indifference and carelessness, even annoyance and disgust.

But the intelligence personnel waited for a long time but did not receive any next instructions.

What are they waiting for?

Isn't cherry brandy dead?

What is Bourbon looking at?

If it's so annoying, why do you keep watching it?

"He owes me something," Bourbon said after a long time, perhaps finally realizing he needed to say something. "I'm afraid I can't take it back."

He paused, then leaned over and picked up the body that was no longer moving.

By the standards of carrying a dead body, his movements seemed too gentle.

But the intelligence officers didn't care.

It was too hot and he had lost his patience.

Cherry Brandy's body was taken back to the institute by Bourbon.

As he was walking out, he ran into Bermode. The beautiful woman snorted at him and walked past him into the institute. The sound of her high heels hitting the floor hit his eardrums.

Bourbon gave a wry smile.

Bermode really seems to like Cherry... In fact, few of the organization's top members dislike him.

No one would dislike a useful and obedient tool.

Even Gin was very tolerant of him.

He looked up at the night sky and saw that dark clouds were gathering.

Riesling disappeared without a trace since that day, and Bourbon used the police to track her down, but to no avail.

He occasionally returns to the safe house.

Amuro Haro was still there. When he returned, it would run towards him quickly as usual, circle around its hem twice, then look at the door in confusion, waiting for the next person to come.

Toru Amuro added celery to its dinner.

"He's right. You can't be picky about food."

All the roses outside the safe house had withered, so Toru Amuro disposed of them, renovated the soil, and then planted the newly purchased sunflowers.

The golden sea of ​​flowers stretched their tall necks toward the sunlight.

Toru Amuro still hasn't figured out what the little golden prince means?

It can't be referring to myself, right?

What is his relationship with the little prince?

Is it just because of the light blonde hair?

If Cherry follows her usual way of thinking, it is very possible.

Amuro Toru looked in the mirror and realized that he was actually smiling. As he realized this, the smile disappeared from his face.

Yuya Kazami called and said, "Mr. Fūya, are you still going to deliver the ingredients to the designated location as usual this week?"

Mr. Fūya seems to have moved, and recently he has been required to deliver the ingredients to an unfamiliar address. After storing them in the warehouse, Mr. Fūya will go and pick them up himself.

However, the area was close to the mountains and was very desolate. Apart from a safe house, Kazami Yu couldn't figure out where Mr. Fūya would be.

However, his boss had ordered him not to approach the safe house without permission in the near future. As Mr. Fūya's most reliable assistant, Kazami Yuya certainly obeyed.

But this time is different.

After a long silence, the calm voice of Rei Kyouya was heard from the other end of the line.

"No, I won't need it anymore."

"If you have time, come over."

Of course, Kazami Yuya would listen to Mr. Fūya's instructions. And judging from his tone, it might be something very important.

"Please take Harrow back with you. I have some things to do these two days and I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it."

What? Just to bring Harrow back?

"Is it something important? Mr. Fūya, if you need me..."

"It's a personal matter, I don't need your help."

"Oh." Yuya Kazami tried not to let his disappointment show. He noticed a large field of sunflowers outside the safe house, the golden flowers glittering in the sun like a bubble-like dream.

There were no sunflowers in the past, right?

"Does Mr. Furuya like sunflowers?"

He thought Mr. Furutani only knew how to grow useful plants like cherry tomatoes.

Furuya Ling glanced at the fields of sunflowers outside the window and said, "Of course I like them. They are perfect for the little golden prince."

Kazami Yuya: “?”

What?

Did Mr. Furuya finally collapse from the overwhelming pressure?

Yuya Kazami took Haro away. He used to take care of Haro when Furuya was busy. When he left, the little white dog wandered around the safe house for a while, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, he returned to Yuya Kazami with a dejected look on his face.

He picked up Haro and as he left, he noticed that Mr. Furiya was still standing at the window, looking at the golden sea of ​​flowers.

Bourbon found all the things that Cherry Brandy had left in the safe house. A few clothes, some toiletries, a mess of books, and a worn-out Rubik's Cube.

Between burning it all without any risk and saving it, he chose the latter.

Toru Amuro opened a safe in the name of a non-existent person. Because he chose the highest-level insurance, the manager took him to the VIP room to handle it.

The blond young man was fully armed with sunglasses and a mask.

After finishing the process, I found that the outside was completely blocked.

The white thief sent a warning letter, saying that he would drive here to steal the most beautiful emerald in the world - the Elf Forest.

This bank has a partnership with the Suzuki family, and at the request of the Suzuki family, Suzuki Jikichiro is fully responsible for capturing the thief.

But these have nothing to do with Toru Amuro.

As he was about to leave, Suzuki Sonoko's handsome radar spotted him.

"Hey, it's Mr. Amuro!"

Amuro sighed, turned around and showed them a surprised expression, then smiled, "Oh, it's Miss Sonoko and Miss Ran, why are you here?"

You must have seen them a long time ago.

Edogawa Conan complained in his heart.

"Come to think of it, it feels like I haven't seen Mr. Amuro for a long time. Miss Azusa said that Mr. Amuro has been taking leave frequently recently. Why are you here today, Mr. Amuro...?" asked Ran Mouri curiously.

"Got to save some stuff. Already done."

Mao Lilan looked around, "Where is Mr. Akiyama? Isn't he Mr. Amuro's friend? It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time."

Suzuki Sonoko lowered her voice, "Hey, Lan, is that the handsome guy who looks like an elf you mentioned?"

Ran Mouri looked at Toru Amuro's expression, blushed and nodded slightly.

The other party must have heard it at this distance, right?

Conan Edogawa also listened curiously.

Ever since the last unpleasant meeting between Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai, he has been very interested in the member of the organization codenamed Cherry Brandy.

Toru Amuro still smiled faintly and spoke in a calm tone.

"I haven't seen him for a long time... Maybe he has gone to a good place and is living happily."