The strong smell of rust spread across the empty factory rooftop. Everything happened so quickly that Cavitha Tequila, who was lying on the ground twitching in pain, didn't react to what had happened in those few seconds.
The highly concentrated confrontation between the two sides caused the brain to block out the sounds from the surrounding environment, and they did not even hear the sound of footsteps on the iron stairs.
Kavisa opened his eyes and looked at the tall figure approaching him. Under the familiar black baseball cap was the equally familiar purple. His own disheveled appearance was reflected in his iris, which was as dazzling as lapis lazuli. The thin vine-like tattoo that climbed from the collar to the base of his left ear made him instantly understand where the familiarity came from.
But Kavisa didn't have the chance to say anything, because the purple-haired man who walked in front of him didn't hesitate at all. He raised his right foot and stepped down hard. He could hear the sound of broken ribs on the right side and the scream of someone after taking a breath.
Fujiwara Yuu failed to restrain the wind force in time, causing the heart-wrenching sound to make his ears buzz. He took off his baseball cap and stuffed it into his back pocket. He raised his index finger and placed it lightly in front of his lips, saying in a tone that brooked no resistance:
"Shh, be quiet...you're too noisy."
I didn't learn much useful knowledge at the CIA, but I did learn the ruthlessness that is essential for any agent. As long as the target survived, using a little more force wouldn't hurt.
Isn't that right? He beat the guy pretty hard, but he didn't let him make any heartbreaking noises. That's really a bit too much.
Without saying anything, Fujiwara You took out the tape and put it on Kavisa's mouth, then squatted down and took out the fishing line prepared in advance, and tied up all his limbs very skillfully. This is a high-end fishing line specially used for fishing large fish. It is impossible for him to break free by his own strength.
Kacha.
The sound of a pistol being loaded came from behind my head, and I knew without thinking who was pointing the gun at me.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Zhu Fujingguang had already guessed that the other party was a CIA agent, but he also did not rule out the possibility of imposters. Faced with such a situation, he had to be extremely vigilant. If a situation that was unfavorable to him occurred, he would not hesitate to pull the trigger to save himself.
Fujiwara Yuu never thought that one day he would be pointed at with a gun by Morifushi Kagemitsu. He stood up slowly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood on his cheek. He did not answer in a hurry because he heard hurried footsteps and heavy breathing at the stairs.
“Hiss… Huh…”
After receiving the email, Rei Furuya rushed to the address Jingguang mentioned as quickly as possible. However, when he stepped onto the last step, he was confused by the situation in front of him. How could it be completely different from what he expected?
Because the person who had the upper hand turned out to be Morobushi Kagemitsu, Cavitha Tequila, who should have been a huge threat to them, was unconscious on the ground and tied up, and the person being pointed at by Kagemitsu with a gun was a purple-haired young man with his back to them.
So, who is this purple-haired young man who is not in the situation?
Seeing that all the actors had arrived, Fujiwara Yuu didn't answer Morufushi Kagemitsu's question first. Instead, he turned off his headset and said,
"White, don't worry, just stay where you are and don't act rashly. I'll be fine."
Zhu Fujingguang didn't expect that this man who was suspected to be a CIA agent had been in contact with his accomplices. The finger that pulled the trigger was a little loose. If this man was hostile to him, his accomplices who were ambushing nearby would have shot him dead long ago.
Fūya Rei cast an inquiring gaze at Morobushi Kagemitsu. Seeing the other party shake his head, he pursed his lips and said nothing, but at the same time reached his hand behind him. If the situation changed, he could take action in time to make the other party unable to fight back.
Fujiwara Yuu put the pistol back into its holster, using his actions to show that he would not do anything to them. He turned around and put his right hand in his slightly bulging trouser pocket. Noticing the two people in front of him quickly aiming at his right hand, he said unhappily:
"It's fine if you don't give me a warm welcome after such a long time, but are you trying to put a bullet in my right hand?"
Long separation, meet again?
Upon hearing this word, Jōgōu Ling and Zhufu Jingguang were both stunned. Even Yin Zhiwuwo, who had lost too much blood and was weak and sitting against the wall, raised his eyelids to look at the mysterious man who lowered his head and refused to reveal his true face. He was sure that the voice was not familiar, so this sentence should not be said to him.
So, they were acquaintances of Morobushi and Furuya? When did they become involved with the CIA agents?
The purple-haired young man in front of him slowly raised his head and looked directly at the old acquaintance who was pointing a gun at him. A faint smile played on the corner of his mouth. He did not say their code name, but boldly called out their full name:
"Zhufu Jingguang, Jianggu Ling, can't it be that in four years... you have forgotten about that bastard who left without saying goodbye?"
The clear voice gives people an inexplicable sense of security, and the rare ultramarine eyes have a sense of nobility, giving people a calm and restrained impression.
Such a voice, such childlike innocence, and these words.
Who else could it be if not their classmate at the police academy? Perhaps "the jerk classmate who quit and disappeared right after graduation" would be a more accurate description.
Morofushi Kagemitsu did not expect to meet Fujiwara Yu again in such a place. He wanted to call out the nickname that he had not said for a long time, but when the words came to his lips, he became distant, perhaps because he thought that his position was different from his own.
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"...Fujiwara, are you a CIA member now?"
The smile on his lips gradually faded, replaced by seriousness.
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