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"Bed 04 needs a dressing change," the nurse in white knocked on the door of the ward and pushed it open carefully after getting permission. The silver-haired man leaning on the bed closed his eyes, which weakened his stern aura a little.

It's too quiet, the nurse couldn't help but think.

His silver hair was tangled around his neck, and the IV tube was chaining him to the bed like a transparent chain. For a moment, he seemed a little inconsistent with the notorious Gin in the organization.

Naturally, she didn't dare to say it out loud. She slowed down her voice and walked closer to the bed. She skillfully changed the medicine in her hand, then bent down to check the infusion.

Unplugged…?

The nurse who had just lifted the quilt realized something was wrong. She was about to say something when she looked up and met a pair of threatening eyes. There was no sign of injury or weakness in those dark green pupils, as if a hungry wolf was waiting for its prey to arrive.

The nurse froze, not daring to move, until her rationality finally came to her and she tried her best to control the trembling in her voice and said:

"The medicine has been changed, so I won't disturb you from resting..."

Before she could finish, she heard a series of loud noises that hurt her eardrums. The silver-haired man who had been lying on the bed just now raised the gun in his left hand and fired at the ceiling. The infusion tube in his right hand that had been pulled out long ago was thrown on the ground, and replaced by a magazine taken out from under the pillow.

There was a noise from the ceiling, and several black bullet holes were left on it.

There's someone there!

The nurse realized something and instinctively ran out of the ward and punched the alarm with her fist. For a moment, the entire private hospital was filled with the shrill sound of the alarm.

Gin ignored the commotion outside. He quickly changed his bullets while keeping an eye on the ceiling for any movement. He said coldly, "Come down, rat."

The silent confrontation lasted for a moment, and suddenly a bullet came from the ceiling towards the bed. The silver-haired man, who had been prepared, rolled off the bed and lifted the bed up and pushed it forward to block the bullet. The medicine bottle beside him was smashed to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Long time no see,"

The bed in front was broken at one end and lost its balance and fell to the ground. A man in combat clothes seemed to appear in the ward suddenly. A smile flashed across his olive eyes, but the gun in his hand swept the ward without delay, forcing Gin, who was hiding behind the bed, to the corner of the wall.

"I heard you were injured, so I came to visit you, Gin."

———

The sunlight near noon is not too glaring, and it gently shines into the busy crowd, adding a touch of warmth to the large and small billboards on the roadside.

"It directly hits the darkness of human nature, a masterpiece that only comes once in a century, the pinnacle of contemporary mystery comics. Mr. Leon's comic Traveler has been confirmed to be adapted into an animation, and the production company is..."

The blond man read the words on the huge advertisement while glancing at Grappa next to him. Unfortunately, the other party did not respond. Only the girl who also stopped under the advertisement finally couldn't help but said:

"Are you also fans of Mr. Leon?"

Although her voice was low, it could not hide her excitement. Her black hair was tied high behind her head and swayed. When she saw the two people looking at her, she smiled generously and said:

"I came to Tokyo just because I heard it was going to be adapted into an anime..."

This made Furutani Rei a little confused. It was just an announcement of the news, not the completion of the production. Even the latter would be broadcast simultaneously across the country. Why did he have to rush to Tokyo?

However, he soon got the answer.

"He Ye!" A dark-skinned boy wearing a baseball cap and holding two cans of drinks walked over quickly, saying helplessly, "I told you to wait there for a while and you disappeared. It's easy to find someone in such a big city like Tokyo."

"But you will definitely be able to find me, Heiji." The girl called Kazuha took the drink and responded without hesitation, which made the boy opposite instantly forget what happened just now, and said with a little smugness in his tone:

"After all, you can't get anywhere in such a short time. I checked and found a comic book poster not far from this direction. You will definitely be attracted to it."

"As expected of you, Heiji." The girl did not hesitate to praise him and said so while drinking her drink.

And after watching for a while, Furiya Rei also realized the boy's identity. He was a famous high school detective like Kudo Shinichi, and also the son of Superintendent Hattori.

"You guys..." Hattori Heiji turned his head to look at the two people beside him, frowning slightly.

The blond man was wearing a dark brown denim lapel jacket and had a gentle smile on his face. His overly casual attire made him look like he had just graduated from school. Although his skin and hair color were not common in Japan, his rather soft facial features made him look more like a mixed-race person with East Asian ancestry. His fluent Japanese when communicating with Kazuha showed that he had lived here for a while. His clothes were expensive and he had the aura of a superior that did not match his young appearance... The color difference between the skin on his neck and face showed that he was often outdoors. Unfortunately, his hands were in his pockets, covering up the part that was most convenient for judging his occupation.

As for the other person... he was wrapped too tightly in this spring weather, with a high-necked sweater under a dark gray wool coat, and even a beige scarf. His skin was too pale for the average person, and his hair and pupils were too pale. Was he albinos?

Hattori Heiji looked at the few strands of white hair that were still exposed after being covered by the knitted cap, and he keenly realized that this was not intentional dyeing, but was caused by a lack of melanin, just like the eyelashes.

A bit strange...

Hattori Heiji subconsciously thought, but this is not a crime scene, and the two are not suspects. It is too rude to delve into other people's privacy. He retracted his gaze that was unconsciously collecting information, and heard the blond man say:

"I heard that in order to better animate this manga, the production company invited many famous detectives as consultants. If I'm not mistaken, you are the famous Kansai high school student detective Hattori Heiji."

"Is it so obvious?" The boy was a little excited when he was recognized. Although he was not a fan of this work, his childhood sweetheart liked it very much. In addition, Kudo's family might also participate. After receiving the invitation, he came without hesitation. However, he did not expect that his reputation had reached the point where he could be recognized by passers-by in Tokyo...

"Well, I'm looking forward to the final product." Furiya Rei really thought so, but the fact that Grappa beside him still didn't respond made him feel a little depressed, so he said goodbye to the two young people without saying a few words.

"There is something wrong indeed..."

Hattori Heiji muttered as he watched the two of them leave. Kazuha beside him suddenly patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's strange how they get along. What's their relationship? Classmates or friends? But there's some distance? They're superiors and subordinates, so they're a bit close..."

"They're not bad people anyway."

"What's the basis?"

“People who like travelers are not bad people.”

"This is too much..." Hattori Heiji swallowed the words he was about to say under Qingmei's threatening eyes, but he thought about the information of the works he had read before. Speaking of which, the author of this comic is the brother that Kudo often mentioned before, and he has also seen his photo...

Seems to be somewhat similar to that white-haired man...

I'll go ask Kudo later. We haven't been in touch for a while, and he definitely wouldn't have expected that I'd suddenly come to Tokyo.

———

"Grappa, wait for me in the car today," the blond man looked at Grappa who was waiting obediently in the back seat and handed him a cup of milk tea he had just bought. The white-haired man took it obediently, looked at him, and then nodded.

They continued to get along like this for the past few days.

As the second-in-command of the organization, Bourbon did not live the happy life of Rum, who opened his own sushi shop and assigned tasks every day. Instead, he had to do the tasks himself because of the current shortage of manpower, which was exactly why the boss gave Grapa to him.

Naturally, he would not let Noel get involved in those sins again. Taking into account several incidents of getting lost, he chose to lock people in the car every time he carried out a mission, and then give them appropriate rewards - cakes or drinks.

However, this made it easier for him to contact the public security department and make some appropriate adjustments to the mission - for example, the destination of the mission target was temporarily changed from hell to the public security prison.

As Fūya Rei thought so, he connected his headset to the public security channel and whispered:

"This is zero."

The police have begun to enter the deployment stage of the plan to destroy the organization. As one of the most important executors, he needs to synchronize information with the public security department as soon as possible.

"Use your authority in the organization to assist Ikaros and protect and transfer Silvani." Fūya Lingyong repeated his mission with a slightly strange emphasis, his eyes full of gloom.

He was not surprised by the decision of the top management. The squad leader had immediately informed him of the meeting the day before yesterday. Even earlier, Hiro had discussed the matter of Silvani with him. However, he felt a little ironic that the mission required cooperation with Ikaros.

In the eyes of the police, it was Icarus who helped Silvani get in touch with him, so it was very reasonable to bring him along in this operation.

The blond man turned his head to look in the direction of Grappa, and seemed to see that just a few months ago, Noel, who had made all preparations, contacted the man who had killed him thousands of times with an expressionless face, proposed cooperation, and offered the other party a rope to survive, but allowed himself to fall into the abyss.

What Silvani did to Noel was inhumane, but who would have thought that Noel would use the identity of Ikaros to contact the public security for the other party just to ensure that he would not be suspected of having connections with the Red Team and thus affect the final plan to confront the entire organization, as if those injuries had never existed and his own existence was not worth mentioning.

He and Hiro had searched for the part of Noel's plan against Silvani, but there was none. Everything was arranged with the destruction of the organization as the premise, and the details were left to be smeared and supplemented by others. There was no emotion that Noel should have in the plan, no resentment towards Silvani, and no defense for himself.

Did he not expect that Silvani's case would be "pardoned" by the authorities, or did he believe in the fairness and justice of the law?

They can't hypnotize themselves into believing it.

So that day, my closest friend told me that he would personally fill in the details of the plan.

Furiya Rei did not answer, but his silence was his agreement.