·97｜Exclusive to Jinjiang·97
A special method of providing relief to Scotland.
Ichiro Hanajima submitted his resignation to the Ministry of Public Security.
He knelt before his superior and Furuya Rei, saying, "I am truly sorry, but I am no longer able to fulfill my duties as a public security officer."
Whether it's worry for family or a questioning of conscience.
“I…when they tried to harm my wife further, I…” He pressed his forehead against the cold ground, speaking haltingly, “…said the name of Morofushi Kagemitsu.”
I'm so sorry!
Guilt was like a howling wind, destroying everything in its path, making even breathing painful. This was a purgatory where every choice was wrong, and he couldn't bear to watch his wife, whom he had promised to protect for a lifetime, be humiliated.
Rei Furuya remained silent with a sullen face, but he did not criticize Ichiro Hanajima too harshly.
After a moment of silence, the official from the Ministry of Public Security spoke first: "What are your plans next?"
Ichiro Hanajima remained kneeling on the ground. He looked up, his eyes filled with a sense of weariness: "I plan to take my family on a trip to Japan to relax, and then maybe settle in another city."
The Minister of Public Security sighed, "Go to Osaka. I know Superintendent Hattori in Osaka very well. Ask him to keep an eye on your and your family's safety."
Ichiro Hanajima stopped abruptly, seemingly unable to believe that a high-ranking official from the Ministry of Public Security would actually help him, even after he had done those things.
Rei Furuya glanced at Ichiro Hanajima and chose to leave directly. Rei didn't want to say anything to reprimand Ichiro Hanajima; he could understand Ichiro Hanajima's behavior, but he couldn't fully accept it.
According to Ichiro Hanajima, Kenji Hagiwara and the others rushed in as soon as he mentioned Morofushi Hiromitsu's name. Logically, the other side shouldn't have had enough time to pass on Morofushi Hiromitsu's identity, but just in case, Rei Furuya and the others decided to move Morofushi Hiromitsu to the safe house first.
But little did they know, the safe house that the Ministry of Public Security had hastily prepared for Morofushi Kagemitsu had already been noticed by that group of rats lurking in the shadows. Although they hadn't revealed the exact location, they had already obtained the general area.
If, as intelligence suggests, the Scottish police officer is indeed a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, forcing him to reveal himself wouldn't be complicated. All it would require is a minor unexpected situation and a woman shouting for help.
Morofushi Kagemitsu's hiding place was in a somewhat secluded, but not completely remote, location. This minimized unnecessary crowds and trouble, prevented Morofushi Kagemitsu from appearing too conspicuous as a guest, and ensured his basic needs were met.
The police department will then prepare a safer, more reliable, and more convenient safe house for him.
But when a sharp scream pierced the sky, everything changed.
"ah--"
"Is there anyone who can save me?!"
When the scream rang out, Morofushi Kagemitsu was sitting on the edge of the bed, sending a message to Furuya Rei.
He was startled and looked down through the blinds.
A woman in a long dress ran through the alley, staggering as if she couldn't stand steadily. Her face was deathly pale, and blood splattered on the hem of her dress.
Behind her, a man in a hoodie covered his face with a baseball cap and a mask. He wore leather gloves, the kind often seen in clothing stores, and a bloodstained dagger in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was startled and immediately informed Furuya Rei of the situation, then dialed the local police station's emergency number.
Having been an undercover agent for many years, Morofushi Kagemitsu had developed a keen sense of awareness, and he subconsciously suspected that the scene before him might be a conspiracy to lure out the enemy.
But neither Rei Furuya nor the local police station can appear here immediately; they need time.
But what the woman downstairs lacks most right now is time.
"No, no, no, no!"
"Is anyone there?! Please, anyone, help me!"
Without further hesitation, Morofushi Kagemitsu drew his pistol and aimed downwards. Although Morofushi Kagemitsu had always served as a sniper in the organization, the aiming and use of a sniper rifle was very different from that of a pistol.
Morofushi Kagemitsu believed that in terms of sniping skills, no one in the entire organization, except for Rye Whiskey and Gin, could rival him. Even within the Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Bureau, his sniping skills were absolutely top-notch. However, at this distance from using a pistol to aim, Morofushi Kagemitsu was not very confident, at least not as good as Furuya Rei's marksmanship.
The alleyway below was nestled between two tall buildings, and the figures of the two running in the darkness were indistinct, making them difficult to see clearly. Zhu Fujingguang glanced at them for a moment, then decided to give up. He put on his coat, turned, and rushed out of the room.
Morofushi Kagemitsu knew that what he was doing was very dangerous, but even if there was a 99% chance that the attack downstairs was a trap set by the organization, he would risk his life for that 1% and for the safety of the people.
Because of him...
The cherry blossom symbolizes justice.
...
The man in the hoodie was thrown to the ground by Morofushi Kagemitsu with an over-the-shoulder throw. He then spun the man around before turning to look at the trembling woman behind him: "Don't be afraid, it's all over now."
While speaking, he was also secretly observing the woman.
She was not carrying any weapons.
The woman lying on the ground glanced at Morofushi Kagemitsu, then cowered and tried to crawl backward, her eyes filled with fear.
Morofushi Kagemitsu softened his tone as much as possible, smiling gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Can you still stand up?"
The woman's eyes widened, her pupils trembling and constantly shifting focus. After about ten seconds, she gradually calmed her breathing and whispered, "I... I'm so scared I have no strength left. Can you help me? I can't stand up."
Morofushi Kagemitsu smiled and extended his hand to the other person: "I've already called the police. I'll take you to a place with light in a bit."
The woman placed her hand in Morofushi Kagemitsu's palm and then grinned.
"Scotland."
Unlike her previous trembling and lack of breath, the woman's voice was now alluring and deep, like a bottle of fine red wine that had just been decanted.
Morifu no Kagemitsu stared wide-eyed in horror: "What!?"
The next second, the woman used her other hand to peel off a layer of skin-like material from her jawline. Her black hair was pulled back, revealing a head of dazzling blonde hair and a face that could amaze the world—the face of a top star.
The woman's delicate face was reflected in Morofushi Kagemitsu's sky-blue eyes. His vocal cords seemed to have been removed, and his Adam's apple bobbed before he slowly called out the woman's name: "...Vermouth."
“Oh dear,” Vermouth laughed, gripping Morofushi Kagemitsu’s hand tightly, “I never thought you really were a mouse, Scotland.”
"No, or perhaps I should call you... Morofushi Kagemitsu."
Bellmore reached under his armpit, where a six-shot revolver was hidden.
Ever since he noticed the woman's true face, Morofushi Kagemitsu's heart had been pounding. His adrenaline surged, and every hair on his head stood on end, but he quickly regained his composure.
Without hesitation, Morofushi Kagemitsu grabbed Vermouth's arm and choked her elbow before she could fire.
A murderous glint flashed in his eyes: "Don't move! Or I'll break your arm!"
Morofushi Kagemitsu would never say such a thing to an ordinary person.
Zhu Fujingguang is gentle and tolerant, like a warm spring breeze.
But Morofushi Kagemitsu is also a sharp blade that cuts through the darkness; a treasured sword that is invincible on the battlefield should naturally be drawn to draw blood.
"Hmm!"
Vermouth's movements were indeed temporarily suppressed, but behind her, the man who had been knocked down by Morofushi Kagemitsu slowly stood up.
"Click—"
It was the sound of the safety catch being released on a pistol.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was in a state of high tension, his attention focused entirely on Vermouth, but he still keenly noticed the sound of a gun being loaded behind him.
The next second, Zhu Fujingguang pushed the woman on the ground aside and, like a nimble leopard, tumbled and rolled out of the box. The bullets that grazed his body grazed his skin, but fortunately, they did not damage his muscles, bones, or internal organs.
Vermouth rubbed her shoulder and stood up, saying to the man who had been pretending to chase her, "Go kill Scotland."
"receive."
But when the two chased each other out of the alley, they encountered Rye Whiskey—Shuichi Akai—who was waiting there.
The long-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth had never gotten along with Vermouth. He glanced at the two disheveled people and sneered, "That's enough. I'll take over the rest of the pursuit."
"Oh~?"
Vermouth smiled knowingly: "And what makes you think you can catch Scotch, rye whisky?"
Shuichi Akai smiled and said, "As a fellow sniper, I know all too well the escape strategies when faced with danger."
But Vermouth just chuckled and said, "Then you two should have a match."
She patted the man's face behind her: "Don't disappoint me."
...
When Yomi received the "Death Warning for Morofushi Kagemitsu" from the administrator, Yomi had not yet recovered from her puppy state.
Kenji Hagiwara went out to work. Before leaving, he spread the down pillow that Yomi Yorikawa had taken from the Yorikawa mansion on the coffee table, tore open several bags of biscuits and yogurt, turned on the TV, and then rushed to the Metropolitan Police Department.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was wagging her tail, lying on the soft pillow like a salted fish watching TV. She was chewing on a biscuit, her round eyes half-closed, looking quite content.
The next second, she heard the administrator's urgent voice: "Yorikawa Yomi, Morofushi Kagemitsu is in danger!"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan immediately pricked up his ears in surprise.
That shouldn't be the case. According to the information provided by the central system, Morofushi Kagemitsu should have committed suicide six days later due to his identity being exposed.
But Yomi Yomi herself knew that the future was never static. It was she, this little butterfly, who flapped her wings and hastened the death of Morofushi Kagemitsu.
But the key issue is...!
She's just a white, immature little dumpling that won't grow any bigger!
How can we provide relief?
Is it so cute it'll kill the other side?!
As Raikawa Yomi paced anxiously, the administrator spoke up again: "I have another abandoned skill here that might be able to save Morofushi Kagemitsu. However, because it was abandoned by the Time and Space Administration, it has the same irreparable flaws as the dog-transformation skill you are currently using."
"Aww!"
"Understood, I'll bind the skill now."
A few seconds later, the administrator continued, "Skill binding complete. I will now teleport you to Morofushi Kagemitsu's side. Get ready for the countdown, 10—"
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was pacing anxiously, thinking, "Just tell me the name and function of the skill!" But for some reason, she had a feeling that her father was deliberately avoiding the skill introduction part.
When the countdown reached zero, the Yellow Springs Puppy fell to the ground from mid-air.
The dirty rooftop was covered in moss, and Raikawa Yomi rolled several times on the ground before regaining her balance. She looked up and immediately saw Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was cornered.
He appeared to be injured, panting heavily, his brow furrowed as he glared at the dark muzzle of a gun in front of him.
"Scotland, don't get agitated. I'm just like you; I'm from the FBI."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan, a long-haired man he didn't recognize, lowered his gun and made this explosive statement.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was startled, but while he breathed a sigh of relief, he remained vigilant—he didn't know if Rye Whiskey's words were just a ploy to gain his trust.
The two exchanged a few more brief words, and Morofushi Kagemitsu's eyes flickered, showing some hesitation. If Rye Whiskey really was an FBI agent, then he probably wouldn't have to die. Otherwise, he would have to commit suicide and destroy the phone containing the contact information of other undercover agents before Rye Whiskey could capture him.
He had witnessed the organization's methods of torture before, and he would rather die a quick death than be tortured to death.
As Morifushi Kagemitsu hesitated, a series of hurried footsteps came from the metal stairwell. Each loud thud felt like it was pounding on Morifushi Kagemitsu's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
It must be Vermouth and her group!
Before Rye Whiskey could react, Morofushi Kagemitsu snatched the gun from his hand, pointed it at his chest where he kept his phone, and pulled the trigger.
As the shaft spun, the firing pin struck the already loaded bullet violently, the gunpowder ignited instantly, and the bullet was propelled toward Morofushi Kagemitsu's heart.
The next second.
Everyone stared wide-eyed.
Suddenly, a white, furry creature appeared in the pocket where Morofushi Kagemitsu had placed his phone. The little guy stretched out its front paws toward the gun barrel and blocked the muzzle with its pink paw pads.
The bullet, which should have been fired, was stuck in the barrel. It neither pierced the white puppy's paws, which should have been easily damaged, nor did it explode due to the jammed bullet.
...?
Morofushi Kagemitsu's lips twitched, an ellipsis hanging above his head, unsure of what to say.
Why are you here?
Why did you stop me from committing suicide?
And why can they use their cute little paw pads to block bullets?
With so many questions, I don't know where to begin.
The rye whiskey stared wide-eyed in terror, as if trying to push the limits of human endurance, as if it wanted to pop its eyeballs out.
As the FBI's undisputed ace and No. 1, Shuichi Akai's materialism, which had been ingrained for over twenty years, suffered a devastating blow at this moment. His worldview was shattered to the point of near collapse, beyond even resuscitation efforts.
No human body can withstand the power of a bullet leaving the barrel!
The pistol must have jammed! It must be!
Lai Chuan Huang Quan stared wide-eyed, frozen in place. She had been taking short strides, trying to run towards Morofushi Kagemitsu, but just a few steps away, he suddenly sprang up and snatched the long-haired man's pistol. The next second, Lai Chuan Huang Quan's vision blurred, and she found herself in Morofushi Kagemitsu's pocket, forced to press against the phone he had placed against his chest, her hand inexplicably raised to firmly block the muzzle of the gun.
"Ahem," it was only at this point that the administrator finally deigned to explain to Lai Chuan Huang Quan, "This is the skill I just equipped you with, 100% finger-blocking-the-muzzle. With this skill, if anyone fires within a ten-meter radius of you, you will forcibly block their gun muzzle. It's great for saving your life, but... it's a passive skill."
In other words, this skill was forcibly activated. That's why Yomi Yorikawa was able to forcibly shift her position the instant Morofushi Kagemitsu fired, using her body to block the muzzle.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who knows the truth: ...
What kind of bizarre skills are these!
Damn, I'm so angry! I want to punch the administrator!!
If he could speak human language, she would have definitely cursed him out! Even if he was her father!
"Scotland!!"
Rei Furuya, who arrived late, kicked open the rooftop door. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stood there stunned.
What appeared before Rei Furuya was a man with bare hands, eyes wide open like saucers, and a completely blank mind, rye whiskey. And a man with a gun pointed at his chest, standing frozen in place like a statue.
And curled up in Morofushi Kagemitsu's pocket, although she was a puppy, Furuya Rei could easily read the anger on her face from Yomi Yorikawa.
Jianggu Ling:...?
What are you doing?
[Author's Note]
Even a well-mannered young girl can get so angry that she swears.
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