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When Noel woke up, he knew that his suicide plan had failed again...

It wasn't that unexpected, but he just didn't know how to deal with it.

"I know you're awake."

Morofu Jingguang stayed by Noel's side all night without sleeping. Hiroki also wanted to do that, but was forcibly dragged back to the bedroom by Jingguang.

"Xiao Guang, I..."

"The wound has healed. Do you feel any discomfort elsewhere?"

"I feel a little weak, probably because I didn't take my medicine, and also..."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked hastily, his eyes showing his concern, which made Noel subconsciously think:

"I'm not used to sleeping on a bed. I want to go to the closet."

It was very successful. The already awkward atmosphere became even more awkward because of this witty remark.

It was a very quiet day. For some reason, neither of them said anything until the afternoon. Noel felt his body slowly regaining strength and finally spoke:

"I want to go away for a while, is that okay?"

"This is your freedom." Zhu Fu Jingguang said calmly: "When will you come back?"

"I..." Noel started to speak, but paused. He didn't know either.

"Forget it, come back whenever you want, I'll wait for you."

"Xiao Guang can do whatever he wants." Noel suddenly said in a panic: "You can leave, or go find them..."

So, don't worry about me.

Morobushi Jingguang did not answer and just let the other party leave. To him, how could Noel's fierce rejection last night make him as calm as he appeared.

Am I too impulsive?

Zhu Fu Jingguang slowly closed his eyes, and the scarlet color in the bathroom last night seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, startling him suddenly. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then he slowly realized that Noel was fine.

He suddenly remembered his past. He huddled in the small window and looked outside. It was also scarlet red, emitting an unpleasant smell of rust. He was trembling all over, without any power to stop himself...

He was afraid of the departure of his loved ones and hated his own powerlessness... He once suffered from aphasia because of this. If he had not had a companion by his side, he might never have recovered from it.

But it doesn’t matter, there is still a chance, fortunately, there is still a chance.

———

Noel drove at full speed on the streets of Tokyo. If he didn't want to attract attention, he would have stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. It was not until he came to a remote and deserted place that he finally stopped the car and sat in the driver's seat in a daze.

He then removed the bandage from his wrist.

The wound healed well, but this time a scar was left.

Noel looked at the three ugly cuts on his wrists, sighed helplessly, dug out a few bundles of bandages from the secret door under the car and started wrapping them around his wrists.

If it was Sora Natsukawa, it would be hard to explain, but for grappa, it's nothing, so let's just have grappa for a while...

Taking out his cell phone, Noel skillfully found the number with the new note "low-key bomber" and dialed:

"Gin, do you need help with today's mission? It's free."

———

"Where is Kong?" Conan, who came to visit right after school, asked with some disappointment when he heard that the other party was not at home.

"My brother..." The boy lowered his head slightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly. "He is sick and may not come back for a while."

"Sick? Is Kong brother not feeling well?" Conan was a little worried when he heard it and asked quickly.

"Conan, don't ask anymore." Hiroki, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke up. He could no longer conceal his emotions and looked as if he was about to cry.

"Sorry." Conan realized that he shouldn't ask any more questions. He didn't know what disease Natsukawa Sora had, but asking too much would only make both of them more sad.

Conan sat on the sofa, thinking about how to comfort her, or if it would be better to just leave and not disturb her, but he suddenly smelled a scent.

Wait, what does that smell?

Conan examined it carefully and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Brother Xiaoguang, is there a bathroom upstairs?"

"Downstairs too..."

"I'm sorry, I can't stand it any longer. I'll go for a minute!" Conan said immediately, and then quickly ran to the source of the smell - the bathroom upstairs.

The door...is locked

"I'm sorry, the bathtub broke down accidentally yesterday and it was very messy inside so I sealed it up." Morobushi Kagemitsu's voice rang out behind him, startling Conan who was thinking.

"Ah, is that so?" Conan scratched his head, trying hard to see what was inside, but he could see nothing.

"I'll take you to the bathroom downstairs." Morobushi Jingguang said as he pulled her downstairs with irresistible force.

Xiao Guang is... a little angry? Does he know there is something wrong with the bathroom?

"Brother Xiao Guang..."

"My brother is not here today, and I want to take a rest, so I won't see you off." Morobushi Jingguang naturally understood that the other party was not telling the truth when he said convenience, so he sent the man away with just a few words, leaving Conan no chance to ask questions in return.

"Xiao Guang, Noel will be back." Hongshu was very quiet today. Perhaps what happened last night was the biggest shock to him. He thought he came here happily to play with his friends, but he encountered such things one after another.

"I will." Zhu Fujingguang patted the other person gently as a comfort.

———

"Now that the mission is accomplished, why not just invite me to sleep at your house?" The man's expression could not be seen clearly under the bandage mask, but the ambiguous tone in his voice was clear, causing Gin to sneer:

"Do you think it's possible?"

"I'm helpless too. Something happened in the safe house and now I have nowhere to go."

"I think the research institute of the organization welcomes your arrival." Gin didn't believe this lying man at all, and felt that he was insulting his intelligence. However, he suddenly clapped his hands, as if he suddenly realized something and said:

"Yes, I can go find Shirley!" The man's tone was very excited. "Although the boss ordered me not to see him, the second-in-command of the organization agreed~"

"Bang——"

The bullet grazed the masked cheek, and blood seeped through the nearby bandage, staining the area. The silver-haired killer suddenly opened fire, surprising everyone except the victim, but he did not move at all, as if he did not care.

"Actually, you can hit it a little to the right next time. That would be more exciting." The man with the bandage raised his hand and touched his left eye. He didn't care that his glove was stained with blood. He said it seriously as if he was inviting her.

"It looks like your brain disease has recurred after many years, Grappa." Gin looked at the other person's sick appearance and felt that he was mentally polluted. He wanted to get rid of this troublesome guy as soon as possible:

"If you are sick, just go back to the lab or let me report it?"

"No one would believe you even if you reported it. After all, there are no witnesses, right?" Everyone in the car, whether it was Vodka who was driving the car, or the lower-level personnel who were forced to hear what was said, could not help but shudder. This sentence could be understood as meaning that they would not say it out loud, but the greater possibility was that they would simply silence them and there would be no witnesses.

"Just take me in for a few days, and go back once you find a place to live, okay?" The man in the bandage sounded pitiful and his attitude seemed sincere, but no one believed him. The fear and jealousy in their hearts increased again.

"Get in the car." Gin was silent for a while but then he gave in. Under Vodka's shocked eyes, the killer, who was tied up and wrapped in black, got into Gin's Porsche.

Noel was secretly admiring his own cleverness. After all, he had managed to arrange his food and lodging so that he wouldn't have to sleep on the streets this time. He could have gone to a hotel, but that would have been too troublesome with all the contraband on him.

Vodka's driving skills are good, but the destination makes Noel feel unwell.

"I knew that you scumbags would never bring anyone home, but would just find a place to work. Is this a safe house you've never stayed in?"

"Then you go sleep on the street."

Gin naturally wouldn't believe the other party's words, after all, there are so many big hotels in Tokyo, but he really needs to care, what is Grappa's purpose?

(Yes, that’s why Bourbon was brought home!)

"So what do you want to say?" Gin asked decisively when they arrived at the safe house. He looked at Noel sitting on the sofa and stretching, as if he had come to his own home.

"Actually..." Noel stretched out the end of his sentence and said slowly:

"I had a fight with my boyfriend. Can I keep him for a few more days?"

"....." Even though Gin had seen countless big scenes, he couldn't help but be choked for a moment, and asked subconsciously:

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Yeah!" Noel shifted his body to get more comfortable, and said matter-of-factly, "What else could it be?"

"Do you want me to say that the competition with Rum made me, the boss's direct subordinate, switch to your side?" Noel suddenly straightened up and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Sure, if you can agree to some conditions."

He seemed to be performing an opera. His rising voice matched his swaying body like an aria, trying to make up for the lack of emotional expression caused by his facial expressions being obscured.

"Boring temptation."

Gin didn't want to pay attention to it. He knew very well that Grappa was the boss's tool, and no one would believe such words.

"So you're really boring," Noel said, waving his hands. "I really dislike you, from the first time we met. You always meddle in other people's business."

"There were a few times when I couldn't help it and wanted to try..."

"Can I kill you?" Noel suddenly raised his gun and asked.

"Bang——" Like lightning, the silver-haired killer suddenly approached at lightning speed, snatched the pistol with one hand and restrained the man with the other, pressing him tightly under his body.

The two sides changed their offensive tactics. Noel struggled a few times but found that the opponent was only getting stronger, so he gave up.

"Looks like a good opportunity, should we shoot?" Noel raised the corners of his mouth under the mask and asked softly. He was very close to Gin and could hear each other's heartbeat. He could also see the completely undisguised disgust on the silver-haired man's face.

"After all, you don't seem to like me very much."