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Chapter 20 BE Ending

The silver-haired young man's sad eyes were like a torrent of water rushing towards him. Amuro Toru's breath was caught and he subconsciously turned his gaze away.

The thin body was half leaning in the warm light, and the bandaged wound was not covered by the clothes.

It was then possible to clearly see how the white gauze was wrapped layer by layer around Shen Youkui's chest and neck, covering up the pale body and the deep red wounds.

The blond undercover agent clenched his hands, and his fingertips seemed to feel a warm and sticky touch again.

Realizing that her line of sight was not in the right place, Toru Amuro raised her face.

Shen Youkui withdrew his gaze at this moment.

The thin layer of sweat caused by the pain made the silver hair hanging on the side of her face stick to her chin. Shen Youkui looked calm, with a slightly frowned brow, and inquired about the purpose of her colleagues' visit with her eyes.

"Little Rose, are you awake? Have you deleted all the surveillance videos?"

Vermouth was the first to come in, his tone was very gentle and his questions were very direct.

"Mr. CR, how do you feel?"

Amuro Toru's tone was soft and his eyes were warm. Kamiyakui's expression eased a little and she thought that since he cared about her so much, she should give him the chance.

Unexpectedly, the blond undercover agent changed the subject and said something revealing: "I found some interesting clues nearby. I'd like to trouble Mr. CR to check them out."

Shen Youkui: "..."

There's no hope. Let Fushigi Kagemitsu take it, or Akai Shuichi will do.

"Rubbish."

Gin, the last one to walk in, uttered two words coldly, and his eyes swept across Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru like a knife, with a very strong targeting.

As for Shen Youqiu, who was actually injured and holding back, the wind and the tail didn't even touch him.

It can be said that the double standards are blatant.

"Deleted. What clues? Tell me."

The favored party was truly fearless. Gin was clearly venting his anger for Gin's injury, but Kamiya Aoi had a cold face and did nothing.

Vermode and Amuro Toru, who urged him to work overtime despite his injury, only got a few words in response, while Gin seemed to be ignored.

Only then did Gin glance at Kamiya Aoi, his eyes falling on the latter's wound. His expression became even more unfriendly, but he did not show any intention of being angry with Kamiya Aoi.

Something is wrong.

Both Gin's attitude towards Kamiya Aoi and the latter's response to the former seem too wrong.

Ever since a barrage of bullets appeared in front of him that no one could see except himself, various things happened one after another, and Toru Amuro really didn't have enough time to think about the strange relationship between Gin and Kamiya Aoi.

"It's about the clues about the mysterious gunman." After thinking about it, Amuro Toru was not idle, "The bullet taken from Mr. CR was 7.62mm, which means that the caliber of the sniper rifle used by the opponent is this. The sniper point is no more than one thousand meters away from the banquet hall."

"The enemy evacuated the area in a hurry, leaving many traces untouched. I carefully observed the area and thought the weapon they used might be a Hale MB7."

A weapon developed specifically for British police and law enforcement agencies appeared on Japanese territory and happened to be aimed at one of the two wineries present that night.

Things were obviously not simple - everyone present, except Toru Amuro and Kami Yuuki, had similar thoughts.

Kamiya Aoi watched expressionlessly as Toru Amuro pushed the blame onto the CIA, lamenting that if the other party had used a little of the ability to pull others out of trouble on herself, she wouldn't have to go to Nagano Prefecture with her lunch box in her pocket.

Look at how hard he tried to lie with his eyes open in order to get rid of Morobushi Kagemitsu.

"Bourbon is an intelligence agent, so the risk of his identity being exposed is not high." Bermode calmly analyzed, "But Little Rose has been on the FBI's wanted list for a long time... What have you done?"

Shen Youkui tried to translate Bermode's question, and it was said that he usually came and went freely with the help of the hacker network, and he often went to play with cats and dogs. Since he was on the FBI's wanted list, it didn't seem strange that he would be targeted and shot by the CIA.

That's what he said, but the pot that Toru Amuro pushed to the CIA was thrown halfway back to him by Vermouth, which made Kamiya Aoi puzzled.

Since your brother is unkind, don't blame him for being unjust.

Shen Youkui pretended to ponder for a moment, and said calmly: "Rather than the CIA interfering, I suspect it was an insider."

With just one sentence, everyone in the room had different thoughts.

Undercover agents like Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru both used a gloomy expression to hide their true feelings of being terrified for a moment.

Real wines like Gin and Vermouth, after thinking for a moment with a serious face, they began to sinisterly screen the list of traitors in their minds.

"Who is responsible for the Nagano Prefecture mission?" In the suffocating silence, Shen Youkui suddenly changed the topic.

He asked the same question just now, and it was Shuichi Akai who answered him.

This time, it was Gin who said only two words after entering the door, and this time, he said two words again: "Bourbon."

"Oh." Shen Youkui replied calmly, and then asked a question: "Who was it originally?"

When asked this question, Shen Youkui's purpose of shifting the blame has been fully revealed.

This is a very easy-to-understand logic: the original person the organization planned to send to Nagano Prefecture to retrieve the data was Kamiya Aoi, after all, he was a software design technician and a professional counterpart. However, a gunshot from the sky happened to hit him and seriously injured him, so they had to temporarily replace the person for the mission.

Looking back at the development of the incident, the insider's statement is more reliable than external factors.

Shuichi Akai pondered for a while, his eyes secretly moved between Amuro Toru and Kamiya Aoi, and changed the identity card that had been stamped half red for Kamiya Aoi in his mind to one that was stamped two-thirds red.

The pot turned around and finally fell back on him. Amuro Toru was not very puzzled by this.

"Isn't it that I am there to gather intelligence? It is still up to Mr. CR to retrieve the data."

So he turned around and gave the person a bowl of a magic potion called flattery.

Shen Youkui sensed from this that he was determined to correct his mistakes. Besides, he didn't really want to expose those bottles of fake wine and destroy them, so he naturally decided to stop while he was ahead.

The topic of the traitor was tacitly skipped for the time being. Regardless of one's true thoughts, the attitude shown was at least to do one's best to complete the organization's mission.

Finally, Vermouth and Gin decided on the next course of action.

Shuichi Akai was delighted to receive a sniper list that included important personnel from the Japanese Public Security Bureau and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. He calmly accepted the mission despite the piercing gaze from Toru Amuro.

If the situation reported from Nagano Prefecture is not right, we will create a big event in Tokyo to divert attention.

As an intelligence officer, Toru Amuro went ahead to confirm the real storage location of the data, and Bermode went along as an assistant.

The Gin and Vodka duo set out a day later, and after they had confirmed the information, they created an opportunity for the two in front to steal the information.

Shen Youkui, stayed in Tokyo to provide remote assistance.

After sending away all the men in black, the air circulation seemed to become smoother.

Shen Youkui picked up the tablet and was about to check whether the custom-made headphones she left in the hotel when she changed her clothes had been sent to the garbage disposal plant.

The door that had just been closed for less than a minute was opened again from the outside. Outside the door, Akai Shuichi raised his hand handsomely, and an object that was very familiar to Shen Youkui drew a perfect parabola in the air and landed steadily in the latter's hands.

"..."Kami Yu Aoi looked at the positioning point on the screen, then at the familiar single-sided headset at hand, and finally raised her head to look at Akai Shuichi who had already grasped the door handle and started to close the door, doing a good deed without leaving a name.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Kamiya Aoi always feels that Akai Shuichi didn’t do this just to give him headphones.

and……

Slender pale fingers picked up the headset they usually used, touched a hidden position and pressed hard, and the assembled headset immediately broke into a pile of parts and fell on the clean white bedding.

Picking up a small thing that was obviously redundant, Shen Youkui couldn't help but sigh.

Put a bug in his earphones and then personally deliver it to him... I really don't know who underestimated whose IQ, him or Akai Shuichi.

After reinstalling the headset, Shen Youkui put it back on the young man's ear, picked up the tablet, turned off the self-written positioning software, and prepared to see what Officer Jinpei Matsuda, whom he had not seen for a long time, was doing.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again from the outside, and a fragrant smell of food quickly penetrated into the room and hit Shen Youkui with two bangs.

Immediately afterwards, Amuro Toru lowered his eyelashes, and his handsome face, which looked particularly gentle under the dim light, squeezed into the room through the crack of the door.

The man, whose brows were filled with fatigue that could hardly be concealed, placed a plate of steaming food in front of the injured Kamiya Aoi.

Shenyou Aoi took a quick look and found tofu and nameko miso soup, golden and tender fried fish, snow-white and crystal white rice, and a side dish that looked like a pickled cod stomach.

As expected, it should be a delicacy made by Amuro Toru himself.

After taking a look at Kamiya Aoi's injured right hand, Amuro Toru pondered for a moment, then raised his arm slightly, as if intending to help the former eat.

Shen Youkui suddenly felt horrified and quickly declined the other party's "kindness" by skillfully using chopsticks in his left hand.

Not understanding why Toru Amuro dragged himself to cook such a meal despite being exhausted, Shen Youkui's brain was working frantically, and the whole process was just mechanically picking up food and eating rice.

After finishing the meal, I can say that I have no appetite at all.

What puzzled Kamiya Aoi the most was that Amuro Toru saw him leave after eating, and he did nothing and said nothing.

How strange...

Shen Youkui even forced herself to check the edge and bottom of the bed, but found nothing that looked like a bug.

Confused, not knowing whether it was because of the injury, Shen Youkui felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier. Soft sleepiness enveloped his tired body and mind like a soft quilt, pulling him towards dreamland.

I'll see what's happening with Officer Jinpei Matsuda tomorrow...

Just before Shen Youkui's consciousness was completely severed, the door opened again, again, and again.

Even a Bodhisattva would get angry at this moment.

Shen Youkui suddenly opened his eyes and turned over. The pain from the wound made his eyes go black. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you doing?"

In response, he felt an icy breath approaching.

The pain gradually subsided and his vision returned to normal. Kamiya Aoi looked in horror at Gin sitting beside the bed with a medicine box in his hand, as if he was going to change his medicine.

Shen Youkui: "..."

Bro, you seem to be OOC.

Moreover, it’s bad enough that Shuichi Akai didn’t touch Amuro Toru, but Gin entered the room exactly three minutes after Amuro Toru, but he didn’t touch him either?

One returned the lost property, one delivered food, and one changed the medicine. Didn't the three of them make an agreement on where to go and what to do? Didn't they all take the same route?

The two of them stood in silence, as if they were playing a childish game of "123, wooden man".

After a while, a bright red mark slowly seeped out from the gaping wound, and the desire to survive defeated Shen Youkui's desire to win.

Gin's movements in changing the dressings were very quick and his demeanor was as cold and hard as the impression he gave people.

Therefore, the sleepiness that had just arisen in Shen Youkui was quickly dispelled by the pain, and his brain, which was still confused after just waking up, became extremely clear.

When your mind is clear, you will have more ideas.

If he can't save Amuro Toru, he can ask someone else to do it. - Jinpei Matsuda is a good candidate.

Kamiya Aoi decided to contact Matsuda Jinpei as soon as possible to rescue Amuro Toru, the undercover agent who was looking for death in various ways.

After changing the medicine, Gin was too lazy to close the medicine box and put it away as if he had completed his task. He glanced coldly at Shen Youqiu, who was sweating from the pain, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

After seeing off this great god, Shen Youkui was exhausted.

In order to prevent the next person to open his door from being Vermode, Kamiyakui opened a hidden software without hesitation, hacked into Matsuda Jinpei's mobile phone, and used the camera of the other party's mobile phone to observe the surrounding environment.

【Who are you? 】

Not long after, the camera reflected the action of Jinpei Matsuda picking up the phone.

The interface switched to the text message sending box, and a line of text that was obviously addressed to Shen Youkui was quickly typed on the screen.

Daily update!

Mini-theater 1:

Aoi: I want to see Mazda

Shuichi: I was just returning something.

Touko: What are you looking at? Go to sleep.

Gin: Why should I listen to him? You are not allowed to sleep!

Mini-theater 2:

Aoi: I had a secret meeting with four men in one night. One wanted to eavesdrop on me, one gave me Valium, one hurt me on purpose, and one didn’t even know who I was?

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