"That's not true." Michel Anglade couldn't bear to listen any longer. He spoke in his broken Japanese, trying to cover for Mr. Tenma, who was no longer able to speak. "Every time Gerard sang this song at a concert, he whispered something in French. It translates to mean that he's willing to make amends for the wounded soul you suffered back then. He'll never take revenge on you, Mrs. Kana."
Upon hearing this, Yin Dahang took the music sheet placed next to the piano and noticed that except for the red roses, the rest had been replaced with hyacinths, laurels and olive trees. The language of the flowers meant: sadness, peace and glory.
Oh, in the end, it was her selfishness that ruined her own life, and also ruined Jellal, who had been on the brink of death.
When handcuffing Kanamisaki, Fujiwara Yuu asked out of curiosity:
"Ms. Kana, I'm actually curious about the mechanism you built. Aren't you afraid that others might get caught? It's human nature to pick things up when you see them. If Mr. Tenma didn't go, and your husband did, wouldn't you be worried?"
"No, because I have already thought of a countermeasure... I asked Mr. Tenma to sing for everyone on purpose, just to let him trigger the mechanism I set up, so no one else will fall for it." Kanamisaki shook her head. Thinking of Jellal Tenma, whom she asked to carry out her request immediately, she finally shed tears.
I don’t know whether I was crying this time because I felt sorry for Jellal Tenma’s kindness or because I felt sorry for myself.
Yin Dahang looked at the police car that was gradually moving away. He turned his head to look at Fujiwara Yu, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"That's why communication is so important. If we had found an opportunity to sit down and have a good talk, this wouldn't have happened."
"It's useless. Even if you try to communicate with someone like that, they'll eventually reveal their evil intentions in other matters."
"How can you be so pessimistic about this?" Yin Dahang glanced at Fujiwara Yu speechlessly. He opened the car door and skillfully got in the passenger seat, urging, "Hurry up and get in. Natalie just asked if I wanted a midnight snack. Come back with me and have some."
"No, I don't want to see couples doing it in front of me."
"You little brat, if you're envious, just confess your feelings now."
Fujiwara Yuu thought of Miyano Akemi's predicament and didn't respond. After all, she hadn't left the organization, so he couldn't possibly make her a promise. He couldn't let his selfish desires put her in danger, and the entire secret investigation team, at least until he could figure out a way to get her out of the organization.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown, and his resentment towards the organization deepened.
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