20

Noel stayed in front of the scrapped car for a whole night. Of course, he couldn't sleep in such an empty environment even without light. He just sat there and let the snow cover him until the first ray of sunlight came down, then he slowly crawled out of the snow.

The shirt on his body was no longer wearable. The originally clear light blue had been dyed blood red, diluted by ice and snow into a light color, and then frozen by the high temperature. It must be said that if a person stayed outside for a night wearing this, he would at least suffer from some illness if he didn't die from the freezing.

Noel tore it open casually and used it as a rag to wipe the blood off his body, revealing the wounds from last night.

He paused for a moment, then spoke slowly:

"Xiao Hei, wound..."

There was a tremor in his voice, a tremor of excitement.

"It left a scar."

Since the experiment, there has been no trace of any marks on Noel's body. During a mission, he even went to a tattoo shop and forced the owner to tattoo a random pattern on him. As a result, the tattoo disappeared before the evening, more cleanly than a tattoo sticker.

[After all, your body may not be able to recover from injuries of this magnitude.]

After a night of silence, Xiao Hei finally spoke and responded to Noel.

However, on the boy's abdomen, there was a dark red mark as round as a teacup, which formed a strong contrast with his fair skin.

"So, if the same situation happens again..." Noel stroked the scar gently, his tone tinged with madness.

Obviously, what happened last night was not an illusion. It was the closest I have ever been to death. Unlike in the past when I was always "lucky" to avoid it, I actually kissed death yesterday!

[Noel, please stop having these dangerous thoughts.]

Xiao Hei didn't care about the rule he had set all night, that he was just a bystander and didn't interfere in Noel's life. When he realized what the other party was thinking, he immediately controlled himself and wanted to stop.

"Dangerous thoughts." Noel softly repeated Xiao Hei's words and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Hei, do you mean to change the plot?"

"Speaking of which, when we were saving Xiaoguang, you also stopped Xiaohei. Don't you want to change the plot?"

"If I continue to change, it won't be able to bear it. If it was a warning yesterday, then what about next time? How patient will it be? How many times can it endure?"

[Have you forgotten that Morobushi Kagemitsu was originally going to die? And Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei, if you change the plot too much, they will all be discovered.]

Xiao Hei knew that the boy wanted to die, so he could only tentatively respond by using the people the boy cared about, even though he couldn't figure out the other party and was not even sure if it would be useful.

"Are you threatening me with them, Xiao Hei~" Noel's hair covered his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, accompanied by the blood stains on his face that had not been wiped off in time.

"It doesn't matter, Xiao Hei."

"What do you think it will do if I attack Kudo Shinichi?"

Even though he is the protagonist of the comic, he is just an ordinary junior high school student at this time. As a professional, it would be easy for Noel to assassinate him, unless he is stopped by something, such as the person last night. Obviously, this is also Noel's purpose.

Xiao Hei couldn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer. His anxious and complicated mood made him emotionally collapse, and he cursed out loud:

[Can you please listen to my advice? I will never hurt you! You bastard! ]

The chaotic emotions were suppressed behind the mechanical sound along with the sound of electric current, like waves surging under the ice.

"Hahaha, just kidding~"

The boy's voice came briskly, and the tension just now seemed like an illusion, making Xiao Hei's sudden mood seem a little awkward.

Noel did not answer Xiao Hei's words, but quickly took out a spare bandage and wrapped it around himself skillfully, covering his upper body completely without leaving any light. Then he put on the surviving black jacket, the long hem of which also covered the blood stains on his pants.

“There are no more masks left…”

Noel searched his coat pockets, but found only a cold medicine box and a cell phone.

By the way, it seems that I didn’t take the medicine last night…

After making sure that he couldn't conjure up a mask out of thin air, he simply covered the lower half of his face with a bandage, as if he was COSing a mummy, and then covered the upper half of his face with the hood of his coat. A perfect grappa was freshly prepared.

As for how to go back?

Noel pulled out the contact from his address book and marked it as his asshole boss, and called him.

"Have you finished drinking with Bourbon?" Brother Gin's voice was still so cold and heartbreaking that Noel felt a sense of intimacy.

"I didn't make it. I had a car accident," Noel still chose to tell the truth, but it was obvious that the man didn't believe it.

"Car accident, your new excuse?"

"To be honest." Noel suddenly realized that his credit rating with Gin had dropped to such a low level without him noticing. He felt a little hurt.

"Is the person dead?"

Gin's question made Noel slightly stunned, and then he was shocked to realize that Gin was concerned about him? !

A warm current slowly surged in his heart. For the first time, Noel felt that behind Gin's cold voice was a heart as warm as gold, caring so much about his companions...

"So is someone dead?" Gin asked again when the other party didn't reply, the impatience in his tone evident.

"No!" Noel said with a somewhat proud tone, "It just bleeds a little."

"How many people?"

"What?" Noel realized that there seemed to be a slight misunderstanding between himself and the other party.

"How many people did you hit with your car last night?"

Gin asked directly. Apparently, in his understanding, Grappa getting into a car accident meant Grappa was free and drove to hit someone. This was indeed understandable. After all, Noel had not yet received his code name when he learned to drive. That was many years ago. Although he had not learned to wear a seat belt, he was definitely capable of hitting someone and escaping.

"Since no one is dead, take care of the rest yourself." Gin felt strangely relieved. After all, if Grappa could control his bloodlust, he could be used for a few more years and help share the workload with him...

What the hell kind of impression do you have of me, Noel thought angrily. But at the moment this explanation seemed much more plausible than saying that he was hit by a falling steel bar while driving, or that he wanted to change the plot and was sanctioned by the world. So he could only accept it.

"Got it. Anyway, please find someone to pick me up as soon as possible. I'll send you the address." As he spoke, Noel thought about the nearby stations in his mind and sent the location.

After destroying the license plate, Noel slowly walked to the station he mentioned, and a pure black car was already waiting there.

"He actually sent you?" Noel subconsciously looked at the driver. The sturdy man wearing black sunglasses was sitting there seriously. His honest appearance made Noel identify the person in an instant. It was Gin's top little brother, Vodka. That's why he was a little surprised.

It can only be said that Gin was unexpectedly not angry after hanging up the phone. Instead, after discovering that his younger brother was nearby, he directly sent a message to Vogt to pick him up.

Of course, he only knows a little about these vodkas, and when he was alone with the grappa (emphasis added), he would never say a word throughout the whole process, including this question.

[The car was just left there? ]

"Don't worry, no one will call the police."

Of course, the steel bars could not appear out of thin air, at least they had to appear in a more scientific way, so after observing the surroundings, Noel determined that the steel bars came from a nearby construction company. After a brief understanding, he also found that this construction company had been crushed after an accident, so he realized that they would not call the police.

Vodka was driving intently, trying not to listen to Grappa's mumbling. He knew that Grappa had a mental illness and that he was going to be locked up in a solitary cell this time, but that didn't mean he dared to offend him. He knew a thing or two about Grappa's status, and as long as he was still the most convenient weapon for the BOSS, there would be no excuse even if he killed him.

Through the rearview mirror, Vodka also found that Grappa was not wearing a mask this time. Instead, he had a bandage wrapped around the lower half of his face. With the unconcealable smell of blood on his body, he looked like a dead body from somewhere.

In short, it doesn't look like a living creature.

"Do I look good?"

Grappa's voice came faintly and suddenly exploded in his brain. Vodka then realized that his sight was too conspicuous. He quickly adjusted his state and concentrated on driving. As for whether the problem was good-looking or not, he still knew that according to the rumor, Noel's body was covered with wounds.

[Tsk, Xiaoguang said I'm pretty.]

Noel murmured in his heart, feeling that the driver in front of him was a nuisance. If he were to find Tianzai...

【Vodka is also a main character! 】

[Tsk, got it. ]

Vodka, who was driving, had no idea that he had escaped a disaster.

I have to say that as Gin's little brother who drives exclusively, Vodka drives very steadily. Even on uneven roads, the car shakes like a cradle. The sealed car body is Noel's favorite sleeping place. If there hadn't been someone there, Noel might have fallen asleep.

But he didn't seem that sleepy. Noel suddenly remembered that he was quite energetic last night and felt a little confused.

Is it because he didn't take the medicine? After all, medicine can help him sleep and calm his mind. Although Noel thinks that Murakami is disgusting, he is still a scientific researcher in the organization. If his skills are not strong enough, he will be killed.

However, since it is that guy's medicine, it can't be anything good.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of the organization's base. Noel stretched lazily, and instead of going to see Gin, he went straight to the confinement room.

This time, he stayed in there for a week.