Chapter 35 The Man Destined to Drown
Shenyou Aoi just announced the start of the game, but did not say what would happen after three days.
But even if he didn't name anyone, there would be no other answer in people's minds.
Apparently, this is a game of "Cat and Mouse" hosted by Shen Youkui.
The loser will die on the spot, and the winner may not be able to escape Shen Youkui's terrifying tracking method even if he has a three-day buffer period.
So in reality, when he pointed out the code names, the identities of these two people as "traitors" and the fate of "death" were confirmed.
Calling the nature and true purpose of exposing the undercover's identity and imposing strict discipline a "game" is far more chilling than the cold-blooded pursuit style commonly used by black organizations.
The latter simply dies after his identity is exposed.
The former, on the other hand, must also endure mental torture that is difficult to express in words.
Moreover, Toru Amuro saw much more than anyone else - he already knew that Kamiya Aoi knew his and Morobushi Kagemitsu's identities, so if "Kendo" was an undercover agent of the police, he would most likely not be able to hide it from Kamiya Aoi.
In such a "game" where the life and death of the participants seem to be determined by probability, the props used come from another undercover police officer, and the person who loads the bullets personally is a public security undercover.
Once "Cointreau" becomes the loser in the game, he will be killed by the revolver of the undercover police and the bullets loaded into the magazine by the undercover police himself.
Then for him and Jingguang, it would be a new and long torture.
For Toru Amuro, the most struggling and tormenting thing is that it is very likely that Kamiya Aoi did it on purpose, or he did it completely out of his heart.
Is this also a form of "anger" and "revenge" against the police...?
It's really... vile.
Russian Roulette is a game of life and death. Six bullet boxes are filled with a bullet, and participants take turns shooting at themselves until the bullet takes the life of the loser. The game is declared over.
In a game like this, who will survive seems to be a matter of luck based on probability.
However.
Taking a deep breath silently, Amuro Toru calmly loaded the bullets into the magazine and moved the magazine to make it rotate quickly.
His gray-purple eyes didn't even blink, staring at his own hands with full concentration.
However, the bullets made of brass are not weightless. When only one bullet is loaded into the cylinder and rotates, if there is no external force interference, the bullet will eventually stop at a fixed position under the action of natural gravity during the rotation of the cylinder.
In other words, as long as Toru Amuro can ensure the stability of his hands, he can ensure that the bullets in the magazine remain in a fixed, known position.
In this way, Cointreau's survival was in his hands.
“Click.”
After a wait that seemed long but was actually short, the revolver cylinder made a slight sound, indicating that it was ready for use.
After confirming that the cylinder was indeed no longer rotating, Toru Amuro relaxed his tense muscles a little and carefully raised the revolver with his stiff hands.
He had not made any mistake just now, so the live bullet position now filled was the fourth one in the magazine.
But how could he hint that the fourth Cointreau was a live bullet?
His gray-purple eyes flickered for a moment, and Amuro Toru tentatively suggested, "For the sake of absolute fairness, why don't I be the one to shoot?"
In this way, he could aim at Cointreau first. Following the order of 1-Cointreau, 2-Ogier, 3-Cointreau, 4-Ogier, he could kill the scum from the Mexican gang while leaving Cointreau alone.
It is a very obscure piece of knowledge that the actual bullet positions of the "Russian Roulette" are not actually random. Amuro Toru only found out about this by accident when he was accidentally involved in a mission related to the casino.
He was not sure if anyone else knew this, but in order to save Cointreau, he had to take the risk.
[It’s fine if Touko wants to shoot with her own hands…I hope she won’t aim at the god Yu Aoi while shooting, right? OTZ]
[There are still a few bottles of real wine on the scene. Although there are many undercover agents, killing them all will not solve the problem. They want to sneak into the winery to dismantle it. Killing a few members will only treat the symptoms and will also expose their identities. Touzi will definitely not do this.]
[I came back after checking the data. I suspect that Kami Yuuki was just letting the opponent win. The position of the bullet can be controlled by adjusting the center of gravity manually. The only person who has such abnormal control and a quick mind is Amuro Toru. Kami Yuuki handed this matter to Amuro Toru, probably hinting that he should let the opponent win... Well, I didn't mean that Jingguang cat is not good enough! ]
Toru Amuro's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Shen Youkui as if he felt something.
The silver-haired boy with dark eyes sat on a high stool with one leg bent and stretched out, a pure black suit jacket draped over his slender shoulders, some of his silver hair hanging in front of his chest, one hand constantly throwing and catching bullets, with a subtle smile on his face.
Those crystal clear, beautiful, gem-like eyes responded to Toru Amuro's gaze, as if containing implicit encouragement.
Just as Amuro Toru guessed, Kamiya Aoi specifically chose Moroki Kagemitsu's revolver and let the blond undercover be responsible for reloading it.
Part of the purpose was to gamble on a 50% chance of transferring the pain of "indirectly killing a colleague" to the two of them.
——Yes, bet.
Shen Youkui didn't know that "Russian Roulette" could be a probability learning game, nor did she know that the position of the bullet could be adjusted manually.
When he chose this "game", he didn't care who would survive in the end. Because no matter who survived, he had other plans ready to deal with it.
The key is to show his absolute black side style to the two important undercover agents, Toru Amuro and Kagemitsu Morobushi, during this process, and completely eliminate the possibility of establishing friendly relations with the red side.
And the mental pain of "indirectly killing their colleagues" which only has a 50% chance of happening to the two undercover agents can only be regarded as a trivial addition.
So when Toru Amuro suggested that he shoot himself, it undoubtedly increased the probability of an extra shot happening, and it also changed it from "indirect" to "direct". What reason did Kamiyuki have to object?
"If you want to get involved in this way, I have no problem with that."
The silver-haired boy smiled nonchalantly and glanced behind Amuro Toru.
Vodka, who had disappeared at some point, quietly returned to the second floor, walked around a group of members and stood near Gin.
His appearance was like a shadow appearing in the light. No one paid special attention to him except Ethan Ben, who had been observing everyone silently.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the "mini game" as Shen Youkui said.
Seeing no one objected, Amuro Toru smiled, put one hand in his pocket, raised the gun steadily with the other hand, and aimed at Cointreau, who was wearing a light blue denim jacket, unexpectedly.
Cointreau's expression immediately turned ugly.
And Amuro Toru had already pulled the trigger quickly with a cold expression——
"Bang." Empty gun.
Without waiting for anyone to react, Toru Amuro turned the gun around and quickly pulled the trigger at Ogier.
"Bang." Another empty shot.
After two blanks in succession, both Cointreau and Auger could not help showing a mixture of relief and fear on their faces.
This game becomes more and more tense as you progress.
Toru Amuro moved her arm horizontally and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Cointreau again. The latter had a stiff expression and looked extremely nervous.
“Pah.”
However, it was another miss.
Humans are born with a sense of luck, and Ogier couldn't help but pray and tacitly accept that the next shot aimed at him would also be a miss.
—Maybe, maybe the next shot he fired was live ammunition, and he could escape and go back to Mexico!
With such a lucky thought in mind, Ogier allowed the fourth gun to be aimed at him.
Then, he once again saw a strange smile in the eyes of the young man with short light blond hair.
No! That's not right! This shot is live ammunition!
No! Impossible! How could he know that this shot was live ammunition!
Everything happened in an instant. Even though his sense of crisis and survival instinct warned him, Ogier still failed to react in time to avoid it.
The brass bullet flew out of the barrel, spinning at high speed, breaking through the air and drilling into the forehead of this tall man from Mexico who had part Latino ancestry.
Because the distance was close enough, the damage caused by the bullet was not just a red hole with a lingering smell of gunpowder.
Half of his head was blown off, his eyes widened in horror, and he suddenly fell to the ground with his skull shattered.
The thick blanket held his heavy body without making any surprising sound.
With a cold look in his eyes, Toru Amuro lowered his arms, and there seemed to be traces of iron-gray gunpowder reaction still remaining at the muzzle of his revolver.
“Snap, snap, snap!”
In the heart-pounding silence, Shen Youkui stretched out her hands and clapped in appreciation.
He said, "Let us congratulate the winner of the game, Mr. Cointreau."
Cointreau, who barely managed to escape, was sweating profusely - there was nothing to congratulate! It didn't matter that he didn't die in the "Russian Roulette", his identity was still exposed!
However, Shen Youkui's next move was something no one expected.
The silver-haired boy clapped his hands a few times, then stopped and turned the computer screen, showing the densely packed windows one by one to show the evidence of Ogier's betrayal of the organization to the members present.
In addition to his true identity as a member of a Mexican gang, he also used the name of the organization to sell people. When he was targeted by the police, he pushed the blame on the black organization, causing the organization to lose a lot of peripheral members over a period of time.
As well as selling information and intelligence within various organizations, he also provided detailed reports on other inner world organizations outside of his gang.
"...As for Mr. Junto." Shen Youkui said slowly and slowly, and smiled again, "I was just joking."
Ethan felt something was wrong and his eyebrows jumped.
Toru Amuro, Kagemitsu Morofushi, and the person involved, Kundou, were all stunned.
The other winery staff were all stunned.
"Everyone has heard about Ogier's style more or less." Shen Youkui explained, "Given his personality, even if he is not sure that his identity will be exposed by me, he will still take risks to get rid of me."
"In fact, that's exactly what he did last night."
Glancing around at the brewery members who had strange expressions, Shen Youkui uttered a short and sarcastic "Huh".
"You should have heard it last night. If Bourbon hadn't come to me, I would have been sold off as a sheep by him." Shen Youkui quickly skimmed over the details and continued:
"In order to prevent this guy from resisting and running away yesterday afternoon, or taking drastic actions, I had to lie temporarily and wait for other members to gather and hold him back."
"Only if he thinks that the person I want to expose is a member who just arrived today, he will stay with the hope of luck and not cause any more trouble."
You have to know that there are still many weapons available for people to use in the safe house, some of which are more lethal.
The members of the winery were also aware of this point, so Shen Youkui's explanation was able to convince them.
"As for why I chose Mr. Cointreau...well, I heard that you were the first one to arrive today." Shen Youkui closed the computer lid.
“…”
Just because he was the first one in, that...?
Jundu simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was relieved to know that his identity was not really exposed.
"It doesn't matter. I have no complaints as long as I can help the organization."
[For the sake of the undercover god Yu Aoi in the sake brewery, I’m really trying my best to explain it.]
[After all the talk, it comes down to two words…let it go!]
[This is so scary. At least Touko was suspected by Gin. Gin didn't object to what Kamiya Aoi did. This is a sign of trust!]
After listening to Kami Yuuki's explanation, Toru Amuro felt a little relieved, but he had a feeling that something was wrong and it seemed that it had been overlooked.
"Oh, right." Shen Youkui, who was putting away her computer, suddenly raised her eyelashes and cast her eyes on the young man with short blond hair. "Bourbon, didn't you say you wanted to be my partner? It just so happens that I have a mission that needs your help. Wait, come to my room."
Gin, who had remained silent but had a strong presence, now spoke to Cointreau: "I will contact you again about the next job."
The other members of the winery either continued to complete their unfinished tasks or continued to rest in the safe house.
Regardless, today's so-called "game" gave them a subtle sense of eye-opening.
You should know that in addition to his genius hacking skills, the most widely circulated rumor about "CR" in the organization is that he has extremely poor fighting skills.
However, everything that happened in the past two days made them realize that even if one's fighting power is inferior, one can still torture others to the point where their life is worse than death and their death will not be a pleasant one.
...Once you put yourself in Ogier's perspective and think back on the events of the past two days, you can't help but feel a chill.
Tequila and Ethan walked out of the villa side by side. They both had other tasks to do next.
"I didn't expect Mr. CR to have such a personality... This is much scarier than Gin pointing a gun at me. Hey, Margo, don't you agree?"
Dean Ethan was silent for a moment, thinking of the cold and threatening phone call.
"We all underestimated Mr. CR."
If Shen Youkui hadn't taken the initiative to show this side of himself, he might have continued to regard the other party as an ordinary technician and would not pay much attention to him.
Morobushi Jingguang does not plan to stay in the safe house any longer. He believes that Shen Youkui is not doing this without a purpose and is very worried about Jundu's safety in the future, so he plans to leave with the latter.
Toru Amuro returned the revolver to him at the door of the villa.
It was at this moment that he suddenly realized what was wrong with him.
If everything is as Shen Youkui said, he was just playing a joke on Cointreau and using the latter to hold Ogier back. Then how did Shen Youkui know for sure that Cointreau would win this game?
Could it be that he had already planned that in order to let Cointreau survive, he would offer to be the one to shoot and let Cointreau go?
Although it was a sunny day, Amuro Toru felt a chill in his teeth.
...It would be fine if the truth was what he thought.
But what if, by some chance, that's not the case?
What if Shen Youkui chose "Russian Roulette" and didn't care who survived?
Toru Amuro didn't even dare to continue thinking about the meaning behind this, or the true stance of Kamiya Aoi.
Even though I warned myself early on to trust Shen Youkui and not to make the same mistake again.
But at this moment, Toru Amuro still couldn't control the doubts in his heart about what Kamiya Aoi had done.
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In the room, Shen You Aoi was no longer wearing the black suit jacket.
The simple white shirt and black trousers give the boy a maturity that is not in line with his age.
He rested one hand on his face and handed Amuro Toru a piece of information displayed on a tablet.
"Since you want to be my partner so much, I'll give you a chance."
When the silver-haired boy said this, Toru Amuro couldn't help but hallucinate the "Russian Game" that had just ended.
He did the same thing at that time, smiling nonchalantly and saying to give the "traitor a chance."
After the data listed on the tablet computer was sent to him, Toru Amuro lowered his head and scanned it roughly, and his expression changed for the worse.
A research institute under the name of a black organization, which is named as a private hospital, recently joined the research and development of chemicals and drugs within the organization.
However, the key person in charge of the project betrayed the organization, leaked the organization's secrets without authorization, tried to get in touch with the police, and handed over the drug information being studied by the organization.
The mission of these two people this time can be summed up in one word - to kill people, silence them, destroy bodies and eliminate all traces.
Catching the subtle changes in the blonde undercover's expression, Shen Youkui leaned sideways in her seat, supporting her face with one hand, her satin-smooth silver hair swaying slightly.
"I'll leave this mission to you. I'll only be responsible for providing intelligence. If it succeeds, you'll be my partner. If something unexpected happens..."
The silver-haired, dark-eyed boy smiled suddenly, and the cold and weary look between his brows became even more intense. His emerald eyes were like polluted water, and the clear green gradually became dark and gloomy.
“You don’t want to know the consequences of something unexpected.”
Amuro Toru clenched his fingers slightly around the tablet and replied calmly, "I understand."
In the next few days, Toru Amuro was busy with this matter.
The director of the private hospital, who was also the person in charge of the project, seemed to be very familiar with the Black Organization's style. When he realized that his intention to report to the police seemed to have been discovered by someone in the organization, he disappeared with the key information.
Even when Amuro Toru used the Japanese public security intelligence network, he was unable to find any clues about the whereabouts of the person in charge.
At the same time, in light of what happened in the safe house before, Toru Amuro had confirmed Kundo's safety with Keimitsu Morobushi several times.
The answers we got were that Cointreau was still carrying out his mission under the arrangement of the Black Organization, and he looked no different from before.
Today, having completed another task, Cointreau went to meet Gin as scheduled, waiting for the next task to be assigned.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was watching the situation nearby.
"There's nothing unusual at the moment." Zhu Fu Jingguang just said this and immediately interrupted the first half of his sentence: "No! Jundu suddenly ran out!"
Amuro Toru's heart was pounding, "Don't let him get close to your car!"
Morofushi Jingguang responded hastily: "I understand!" Then the sound of rain came from the microphone, and it sounded like he had left the indoor environment.
Then the call was hung up.
Toru Amuro held the steering wheel, a dark light flickering in his eyes.
At this time, Morofu Jingguang was still some distance away from the tavern where Cointreau had hurriedly run out. When he ran nearby, he could not get too close because of the gin in the tavern, so he could only call Cointreau.
Cointreau hastily got into the car.
Holding the phone and listening to the constant "beeping" sound coming from it, Morofu Jingguang was very nervous.
Morobushi Jingguang and Coin-Do both come from the Metropolitan Police Department. The former has reported what happened in the Black Organization's safe house to his superiors and used this to confirm Coin-Do's identity.
The latter was indeed an undercover agent sent by the police.
In order to comply with the principle of confidentiality and considering that Cointreau's identity might be exposed in the safe house, Cointreau's superiors have decided to evacuate him.
In other words, no matter what mission Cointreau received from the Black Organization today, he would not continue with it.
Cointreau himself was well aware of this, so his behavior of running out of the tavern in such a hurry and panic seemed very abnormal!
Answer the phone! Don't start the car! Answer the phone! Don't start the car!
Morofu Jingguang gripped the phone more and more tightly.
"Hello?"
Jundu's phone call was finally picked up, and Zhu Fu Jingguang said anxiously: "Don't..."
“Boom——!”
Just as he said two words, a deafening explosion sounded suddenly.
The phone call with Cointreau was also disconnected at this moment.
“…”
Zhu Fu Jingguang stared blankly at the car that belonged to Jundu and had just exploded not far from him.
The blue eyes trembled violently.
…
Across the street, Amuro Toru, who was sitting in a white Mazda, also heard the explosion.
[Shit… the timeline is messed up! It turns out that the explosion did not occur in the timeline of this story, but at this time!]
[Gin may have suspected Kundo for a long time, but it can't be guaranteed.]
[Don’t try to clean up Shen Youkui’s case… He is completely slandering her. He could have avoided bringing up Cointreau, but he still mentioned the name of Cointreau. Isn’t it considered selling out if he openly says there is a problem?]
[But Tohko, Jingguang, and Neko-kun are all fine, right? ? You can't just betray the undercover and still treat them differently, right? ]
[Didn’t you notice that the special episode was set more than two years before the main story… The official account said that Kamiya Aoi did a lot for the winery, and that Toruko and Kagemitsu were only there because they were Kenji’s friends. He didn’t have time to dislike the other police officers, right?]
The purple-grey eyes slowly closed and an almost inaudible sigh escaped. In this closed car, no one heard it except him.
Today is exactly the deadline of "three days later" that the god Yuuki mentioned that day.
The author has something to say:
Coming! Coming!
The Russian Roulette is here!
The Cointreau guy is the one in the original novel who drank XYZ and started the car when he went out, and it was fine, he put on the seat belt, and it was fine, but at the end he manually shifted the gear and the car boomed.
—Dear baby—
Bobobo thanks the little angels who voted for me or gave me nutrient solution during 20:28:46~ 21:04:53~
Thanks to the little angels who cast the shallow water bomb: Oracle 1;
Thanks to the little angels who threw grenades: (cute) Demon King Saigao 2; Qingxin 1;
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: It's Mirror Mirror, (cute) Demon King Saigao 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Donggu 80 bottles; Xieyang 25 bottles; Jianniao 10 bottles; Yanbugui 9 bottles; 52039536 5 bottles; Yunaju 4 bottles; Ling 3 bottles; Yanjiang, Jiujiu, Oracle, Xie Zhiyi, Naitangbumai, Dudu, Mizuki 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!