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The boy huddled alone in the air-raid shelter his father had instructed him to stay in, holding the gun tightly in his hand and trying his best to endure the noise. The gunshots, screams and curses from outside could be clearly heard, which made it easier for the people inside to judge the situation, but was not very friendly to a child.

Is everyone in the group okay?

He couldn't help but think that even though he knew that his family was different from his classmates and was engaged in a business that could not be told to others, this was the first time he had encountered such a scene. His father protected him very well, and his two adult brothers were already working. He, who was much older than them, was very much loved by everyone, and had never witnessed such a scene before.

Is it really so scary? When he heard the job his father mentioned, Saburo Fujimoto realized for the first time what his last name represented.

Suddenly, there were the sounds of approaching footsteps outside. The boy instantly became alert and stared at the only entrance.

Did everyone defeat the enemy and come to pick me up?

Or is it an enemy?

The mechanism was slowly opened, and a figure fell heavily in. The originally small space meant that the boy was less than an arm's length away from him. The other person was covered in the smell of blood. With the light coming in from outside when the mechanism was still open, Saburo Fujimoto could see the other person's attire clearly. He was not a member of the group, so he could only be an enemy.

"Who are you?" He raised the only gun that could protect himself, and held it tightly with trembling hands. His heart was as tense as a stone, and his body was filled with lead water and became heavy.

"child?"

The boy heard the other party ask, the hoarse voice seemed as hard to produce as rusted machinery, which made people feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

Saburo Fujimoto knew he should shoot, but the child was so well protected that he didn't realize his hands were stained with blood. He could only hope with a hint of luck that the other party would not make any other moves. The other party seemed to realize this and said with a smile:

"You don't look like a member of this family."

Recognizing that the person opposite him was Fujimoto Yu's third son, the man felt a little amused for a moment. He thought that this kid from such a family didn't even shoot him the moment he entered. He must be well protected.

"Why, do you need me to help you aim, kid?" The man slowly stretched forward, and the bandage on his face was rubbed off by his movement, revealing a pair of dark and deep eyes in the darkness. The boy, sensing the danger, wanted to retreat in fear, but the air-raid shelter was not big to begin with, and the boy, who was leaning against the wall, was about to cry, and threatened with a trembling voice,

"Put your hands up, or I'll shoot."

The man seemed to find the kitten's pretentiousness amusing. He raised his hands in cooperation, and said with a hoarse voice, as if he had discovered something interesting, with an inappropriate smile:

"Don't worry, look at me, I can't hurt you."

Only then did the boy see clearly the condition of the man in front of him. Under his torn black clothes were layers of blood-stained bandages. The sound of dripping blood was entangled with the beating of his own heart. The limited height of the air-raid shelter made the man sit on the ground in a wolf-like manner with his waist bent. The joints of his raised arms were twisted unnaturally, and the scarlet blood flowed down his arms like strange snakes.

It looks so painful, the boy subconsciously thought, just like the broken doll when he was a child, the broken and twisted limbs made the originally beautiful appearance become indescribably weird, and he was thrown out of the room by his father. He sneaked out under the cover of night and found the doll in the cupboard, but he could do nothing about its miserable condition.

"If you shoot, I won't be able to resist..." the man spoke softly to the boy as if he was tempting him. The dead eyes just now seemed to suddenly come alive, or even crazy. The boy couldn't help but be stunned when he noticed this, and his brain didn't react for a while. While he was stunned, the man opposite him seemed to suddenly wake up and covered his mouth and cursed something, and then the atmosphere became silent again.

MD I am not the one organizing that group of people...

Noel wanted to slap himself now. No matter how he looked at it, he was instigating a child to shoot, which made him feel cold all over. If the other party really shot, what would be the difference between him and the people in the organization? It seemed that there was not much difference... But now he was in a good stage!

It's quite good that a child born in such a gangster family still has a conscience. If he had a gun back then, he would have rushed into a rich house to rob. The fact that the other party has not fired a shot so far shows that he has not been assimilated by the family's ideas. However, the Fujimoto Group, which is famous for its bloody and brutality, actually raised such a child. Did Fujimoto Yu finally want to do good deeds because he is old?

Feeling a little strength in his body, Noel looked at the boy who put down the gun silently, sighed in his heart, raised his hand and stabbed the other party, caught the boy with one hand and began to think about how to deal with it.

The public security probably hasn't searched this place yet, so let's leave it to the professionals. The Fujimoto Group probably doesn't exist after this, and the other two heirs probably won't come looking for the child. The public security should be able to take care of the child, and I can also mention him using the identity of Ikaros.

Thinking of this, Noel stretched out his still-moving hand and grabbed Fujimoto Saburo's clothes. After making sure that there was no one outside the door, he threw the boy over. Hearing the sound of the boy falling to the ground, Noel felt a little guilty, but his strength was enough to make the other party faint until Gin took him away and he would not wake up until then. There was no need to worry about the police coming afterward.

A few minutes after turning off the machine, Noel heard footsteps outside. The person who walked in cautiously must have seen the child. After looking around to make sure no one was around, he immediately reported into the intercom:

"Report, a child was found here."

"Wait where you are. I'll be there soon." The electric voice came out of the intercom, which made Noel feel a little familiar.

But he was too lazy to care about these. His body, which was gradually recovering, gradually gained some strength. Looking at the bullet head that fell on the ground and the wound that was slowly healing, Noel moved his limbs with difficulty, took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Gin.

/Fujimoto Yu's office, the gemstone agency in the painting, is being searched by the police. /

Noel naturally had no intention of hiding the last piece of information. After all, with the organization's intelligence network, it is definitely possible to investigate the involvement of the Public Security Bureau. It would be strange if he didn't know about it. By the time Gin arrived, the Public Security Bureau had almost withdrawn. After all, the other party was not the Metropolitan Police Department, and this time they suddenly came not in the capacity of the Public Security Bureau. What's more, the remaining power of the Fujimoto Group was enough to cause them trouble for a long time.

Noel, who had made arrangements, relaxed and half-lay on the ground without caring about his image. Even though his body had gradually healed, his heart was filled with fatigue. He simply closed his eyes and let his thoughts sink. This narrow and dark environment made him drowsy.

It was not until he heard the sound of a machine turning on again at the door that Noel opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling that time had passed so quickly. Gin had arrived in less than ten minutes, and he felt a little moved at the thought.

The light suddenly shone in from the mechanism that was turned on. Noel closed his eyes instinctively and heard a familiar voice coming from outside:

"You've fallen into such a state after not seeing you for a while, Grappa." The sweet voice with a hint of smile sounded like a joke between friends, but the next sentence directly exposed the man's hidden malice, "You look completely broken, do you need my help again?"

The voice that Noel hadn't heard for a long time made his heart tremble suddenly. When he regained his sight, he met the pair of gray-purple eyes. The blond man was standing outside the air-raid shelter, looking down at the wolf-like him.

I'm going to be Toru Amuro.

Isn't he in the United States? Why is he here? Is he going to be arrested by the police? What's going on? Can someone explain where Gin is? !

A lot of inner thoughts flashed through his mind, and Noel subconsciously looked at the other person's appearance and reluctantly felt relieved. This was Bourbon's attitude, not the legendary Furuya Rei.

Feeling unhappy, Noel responded:

"Why are you coming to Japan if you're not working on your intelligence in America, Bourbon?"

"Are you so looking forward to seeing me?" The blond man put on a hearty smile, which looked exotic with his chocolate skin. He smiled like this when he tricked me before, Noel thought silently.

"But I can understand. After all, I miss working with you." The blond man winked at him after he finished speaking. Noel was not willing to lose the momentum at all and stood up and prepared to go out.

So, from Touji Amuro's perspective, the tattered man suddenly stood up, then directly hit the wall above and shrank back again, looking pitiful. To this, Touji Amuro laughed without hiding her smile and said:

"Hahaha, did you get shot in the head this time?"

"Why are you here?" Noel chose to change the subject, while carefully moving out of the hole and standing in front of Amuro Toru. Well, he was taller.

"I found out that the police were operating nearby and was about to come over to gather some intelligence, but I suddenly received a letter from Gin. I never thought that the great Grappa would fail in his mission and be waiting for rescue."

Noel rolled his eyes in his heart, but after listening to the other party's voice, he finally understood something. The voice that just came out of the police intercom turned out to be your guy.

After understanding the situation, he was speechless. That is to say, the man in front of him had just directed the action as a public security officer and took the child away, then turned around and leaked the public security action to the organization and took it as his own credit, and then came to take him away in a logical way. And it was obvious that from the look of the other party, he must be trying to get some information from him.

Toru Amuro led the opponent out of the Fujimoto Group's headquarters, with one mental calculation after another. He didn't just want to trick him into talking. When he found out that the public security had left behind such a big Grappa, he simply wanted to run over as a public security officer, handcuff his opponent, and drag him into the police station. Even now, he couldn't help but wonder whether he should arrange a few public security officers to kidnap the man on the way.

But since Gin assigned this task to Bourbon, and he happened to be nearby, if Grappa was taken away by the police, Bourbon's suspicion would be maximized, to the point where Gin would rush in with a gun in hand.

The blond man looked at the other person without disguising his appearance. His black combat uniform was covered with congealed blood and scratches, and bandages were wrapped around his body in tatters. However, underneath that, there was no sign of injury on his skin except for the dark red bloodstains. He remembered that there were four or five blood-stained bullets in the air-raid shelter just now.

Even if he knew something before, but with such a level of repair ability, is he really a human being... He couldn't help but have this thought flash through his mind, and a hint of complexity flashed across his gray-purple pupils. How on earth did the organization create such a weapon?

"What are you looking at me for?"

"What on earth have you eaten to get this body?" The Jinfa man did not hide his curiosity at all. As an intelligence officer, it would be strange if he did not ask. Even after so many years of intelligence on the organization's experiments, not much valuable information has been found.

"It's just a little bit." Noel replied perfunctorily. He didn't mind selling the organization's intelligence, but it didn't include anything related to his own body.

"Gin said that this operation was exposed because of Ikaros?" The blond man did not continue to inquire about this issue, but turned to talk about other things: "I have never heard of this code name in the United States. It should be only operating in Japan. Now it seems that he has connections with the police."

Noel looked at the other party's pretentious appearance, thinking that the mobile phone he used to exchange information with the other party was still in his pocket, and he actually felt like watching how the other party could act. But unfortunately, he was also an actor on the scene and could not complain as a spectator.

"This person has been on the organization's blacklist for quite some time after several attempts to sabotage the organization. The scumbags in the intelligence department can't find anything about him."

“No wonder the organization let me come back.”

"You are quite confident."

"Shouldn't you know this better? After all, we are your former partners." The blond man said as he looked at his phone. Suddenly, he froze and said to the person in front of him:

"Well, I am the current one."