Chapter 156 Twelve Vigilantes

"I've changed my mind." Asa stared at Wuming's eyes almost obsessively, his gaze lingering on that face, and murmured.

Wuming's originally depressed mood was interrupted by this. He was stunned, his eyes narrowed subconsciously, and he finally looked a little childish as befitted his age.

"Hahahaha... I mean, I want to take back what I said before."

The red-haired young man spoke with great emotion, as if he was giving a speech. Unfortunately, his only listener did not appreciate it. Instead, he reflexively moved back half a step cautiously, with his back resting on the railing at the edge of the observation tower.

Asa doesn't care, and he has never cared about what others think.

He just exaggeratedly said with a sigh: "I don't hate you anymore. On the contrary... I love you to death now. Oh, and thank you for resurrecting me. This is so wonderful. It's you who gave me my first life."

That's not what Asa said five minutes ago!

Wuming's brows were tightly knitted together, his brain was working rapidly, analyzing the hidden meaning of Asa's words word by word, but even someone as smart as Wuming was at a loss at this moment.

So what does this mean now, that you don't hate him anymore? Just now you were clearly angry about the resurrection, saying that you were tired of this city, but now you say that your first life was "wonderful"?

Wuming couldn't figure it out for the moment, but that didn't stop him from being careful. With a slight movement of his fingers, he put the eavesdropping device that he had glued to the corner of his cloak into the belt of his armor.

When you go back and listen to this conversation a few times, you will probably discover something different.

I would like to state in advance that Wuming once felt that he and Asa had a tacit understanding. He understood everything Asa said and didn't say. But since he met Asa again in the world ten years later, Wuming has never figured out what Asa is thinking.

Just like he didn't know whether Asa had been deceiving him ten years ago or had been driven crazy by this city.

If the public security elites want to give Fūya a zero rating, they will only say one thing: Isn't it more normal for normal people to not understand what a psychopath is thinking?

But the ill-fated relationship between Wuming and Asa cannot be simply explained by the two words normal person and mentally ill. Even if he has to summarize his current attitude towards Asa, he will give a very simple answer.

"Whether you still hate me or not, I will stop you." The vigilante had a cold face and his hands clasped across his chest, and the corners of his mouth covered by a black mask turned down. "This is not a place for nostalgia, Asa, you understand what you are doing, right?"

"Yes, yes, of course I understand, dear. Now I am the criminal and you are the vigilante. Oh my god, I wish I had taken you to see a different movie." The criminal said regretfully. Seeing Wuming raised his eyebrows, he also smiled and spread his hands. "Oh, are we going off topic? Well, you don't want to chat with me, brother Asa is really sad."

"I remember it very clearly. What was your code name this time? The original one was so ugly. Let's change it - oh, you must have changed it a long time ago." Asa grinned and laughed silently.

He cleared his throat again and deliberately matched Wuming's tone: "Back to your question, I understand what this means..."

"We still have a lot of time to play games together!"

The moment Asa raised his hands high in joy, a metal ball rolled from his sleeves to the ground. Wuming, who had been prepared, jumped up at the same time, rushed into the sudden smoke with an expressionless face, and started a close fight with Asa.

Both of them were resurrected from bodies from ten years ago. The seventeen-year-old Asa is no match for the seventeen-year-old Wuming in terms of strength, but in terms of skills, the two are equally matched. Wuming, who was once a professional killer of the organization, is even much stronger.

The two men's physical contact had not lasted long when Wuming suddenly realized that something was wrong. He quickly stepped back with a frown, and the next second he turned around and raised his leg, sweeping towards the face of the man confronting him with a whistling sound of hunting wind.

As expected, the opponent did not catch or dodge, but stood there stupidly, allowing the tentative kick to throw him several meters away.

As the smoke parted, Wuming clearly saw that the person he kicked away was a life-size doll that looked exactly like Asa!

Without hesitation, he turned around and rushed to the edge of the observation deck where he was originally sitting.

Asa's deliberately sharp, unpleasant and brainwashing laughter echoed in his ears. Wuming grabbed the railing and looked down. In the dim night, he only saw a black figure swooping down. In the blink of an eye, it pulled out a hang glider, and then the whole person was lifted forward by the air flow and flew up.

"See you next time~" the guy shouted to him happily across the air.

"See you next time..." Wuming stood there, holding the cold railing tightly with his hands, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he whispered calmly, "I will beat you up first, Asa."

With a loud bang, the only remaining surveillance camera on the observation deck was blocked by Wuming's raised canopy. When the canopy fell down the next second, there was no one left on the observation deck.

—Furutani Rei jumped down from the wall neatly and took a moment to check the time.

There are still ten minutes until six o'clock.

He couldn't help but think: Aka should be caught by now, right? Although he didn't know Asa's background, the little control freak probably had every step of the plan planned out. If nothing unexpected happened, Asa should have been caught by now.

To be honest, Asa looks a little crazy, but Jōya Rei has been a public security officer for eight years and has seen all kinds of crazy and mentally ill people, not to mention that he has been undercover in the organization for such a long time, and there are criminals who are even crazier than Asa.

In Rei Furuya's impression, the final destination of those more insane criminals is always prison.

Therefore, at this time he did not think that Asa would be an exception, even though Chijiang Nayue seemed to attach great importance to him.

This wasn't the first time he was fooled by the little devil's acting skills...

After a few seconds of distraction, Fūya Rei immediately caught the sound of footsteps chasing him. He no longer cared about what was happening with his friend, and could only use the surrounding environment to hide and continue to run forward.

Well, this is an example of him being deceived by the little devil.

The blond policeman thought with gritted teeth.

Not long ago, he finally finished his work and sent all the hostages back to the Metropolitan Police Department. He thought he had escaped fast enough, but who would have thought that Jinpei Matsuda and Kenichi Hagiwara would simply abandon the follow-up investigation there and drive towards Suzuki Tower.

It seems that their ideas are very similar and they all thought of this.

Since Asa had placed the hostages and the fireworks in prime seats for viewing the lights of the Bell Tower, this also meant that while Asa was on the Bell Tower he would also be able to see three real fireworks going up into the sky at exactly six o'clock.

So if nothing unexpected happens, Asa will go to the observation deck of the Suzuki Tower.

As Rei Furuya had walked a little earlier, he was almost at his destination. However, after it got dark, he was the only one walking on the street, which made him very conspicuous. The two guys spotted him immediately, locked onto his target and chased after him.

At first, Furuya Rei didn't realize why they were chasing him. He simply ran away subconsciously when he saw someone following him. It was not until he found a convenience store that was about to close to charge his phone in order to contact Akae Nazuki.

He saw the message from Jinpei Matsuda that he had missed before.

...It turns out that curly-haired idiot thought his phone was stolen by someone else?!

Then Fūya Rei changed his mind and felt something was wrong. He knew very well that the character he had shown in the past was that of a serious and cautious person. Matsuda Jinpei also knew that it was impossible for him to just throw away something like a cell phone that contained the most information, not to mention that he was working undercover at this time, which made it even more impossible.

Therefore, Matsuda Jinpei would immediately deny that he was the real person, and thought that the number he used was not the one he should use. This shows that in Matsuda Jinpei's impression, there is absolutely no possibility that "Furiya Rei" could contact them.

The only possibility is...

Furiya Rei was subtly silent. He wondered: Am I already dead in this world?

Let's put ourselves in another's shoes and change their positions. If he had received a message from someone using Officer Chijiang's phone during the time when he faked his death, he would definitely have tracked down the cause and gotten an answer.

Damn it! He was really tricked by the moon!

In order to avoid the "pursuit" of the two men behind him, Rei Furuya kept running into the alleys while escaping. Fortunately, although the situation in Tokyo was a bit bad, the city layout had not changed much, otherwise Rei Furuya, a non-native outsider, would have gotten himself lost first.

Seeing that time was running out, the blond-haired policeman quickly found a position, held down his hat with one hand and leaned on the windowsill with the other, then flew into the abandoned building nearby, and disappeared into the alley in an instant.

When Jinpei Matsuda arrived alone, he saw only an empty alley.

"That guy can really run." Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth and punched the wall.

In order to chase that guy, he and Hagi had to abandon the car and run into the alley. However, the guy on the other side was as slippery as a loach, weaving in and out like parkour. They barely followed behind each other for a while, and had no idea who was outrunning whom!

But now I am helplessly lost.

"Ah, come to think of it, we've tracked him down to this area." Hagiwara Kenichi calmed down a little. He looked around and stroked his chin thoughtfully, saying, "I remember the code Xiao Zhufu used to report his safety two days ago. He said he was carrying out a mission nearby recently."

The two looked at each other.

Ah, if Jing/Morobushi-chan catches the guy with the blonde bastard/Furiya-chan's phone, will that guy still be able to get out of this unscathed?

On the other side, Rei Furuya was completely unaware of the two people's schadenfreude. He was moving towards the rooftop of the building, intending to escape from the next door by jumping to the rooftop of the adjacent building.

The moment he kicked open the tightly closed rooftop door, Furiya Rei realized something was wrong.

There's someone on the rooftop!

He moved forward nimbly, narrowly avoiding a bullet that was aimed at his left leg, and raised his head quickly and vigilantly to look at the man who had fired the gun reflexively.

Due to the angle, Fūya Reiichi couldn't see what the person opposite him looked like at first, but the person on the other side could see his face clearly.

Then, Furuya Rei found that the shooter fell into a suffocating silence.

His heart skipped a beat.

The shooter suddenly said, "...zero?"

It’s over, it’s Hiro from this world!