Chapter 235 Twenty-nine Gachapon
Toru Amuro leaned against the door with an extremely strange look on his face.
He had come here not long ago, and because he was familiar with the detective's style, he knew that once the other party put him in a dangerous situation, it was definitely to plan more things, so he did not go in directly to avoid interrupting the detective's plan.
But just as he was waiting with bated breath at the door, Amuro Toru heard a conversation coming from the gap of the slightly closed door.
"Then when was this left here?" This was the doctor who looked like Vermouth.
"Well..." This was the little bastard who didn't give a precise answer to the question, "I was healed when I woke up."
……?
Aka actually had some injuries on his body? Damn, he didn't tell me about this just now!
It was quiet inside for a long time. The only sounds could be heard from Chijiang Nayue's occasional gasps of pain, the rustling sound of skin touching skin, and Bermode's increasingly heavy words.
"Was it an experiment—no, the man was dead, was it Rum?"
The detective seemed to think for a few seconds and recalled who Rum was: "I don't remember, but it's very likely. After all, in that person's eyes, I am his asset. For Rum, this behavior is just inheriting assets."
Vermouth was silent for a moment, and the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other came from the room.
"No, you are not anyone's asset... Nayue." She seemed to be sighing, and hesitated for a moment before calling out the name.
Through the crack in the door, Toru Amuro could vaguely see a figure leaning over from behind the curtain, restrainedly hugging another figure half-lying on the bed. Judging from the previous conversation, it should be Vermode who took the initiative to hug Aka.
Why?
When Toru Amuro heard his friend say that, he really felt like punching the crap out of him. He wanted to beat the guy who caused his friend to lose his memory and most likely brainwashed him into believing that "you are my asset" to death and then send him to prison.
But Vermode shouldn't have such a... 'heartbroken' reaction. Her standpoint is the organization, and Tianran is not with Chijiang Nayue. Could it be that the Thousand-Faced Witch would actually feel sad because of the suffering of others?
No, this only shows that aka has a different meaning to Bermode.
He suddenly thought of his friend's parents, or more precisely, Cherry Brandy. Toru Amuro had seen the information that "Cherry Brandy was once a friend of Vermouth" during his previous investigation, so he must have known Aka when he was a child!
Plus, Aka's parents were also core members of the organization before their identities were exposed... The organization must have been eyeing him for a long time, and they didn't know about his death and his background with the organization until many years after Aka did that for revenge and died in the explosion.
Amuro Toru was feeling very complicated at the moment as his friends didn't even know about Akae Nazuki as well as Vermode did.
Thinking about it this way, Bermode deliberately dressed like that last year to test him, and when he first saw Chijiang Nayue, his first reaction was to suspect that the other party was in disguise. This can all show that the other party did not think that Chijiang Nayue would really appear here.
Clearly according to their guess, Chijiang Nayue should have been organizing it during these seven years, but Belmode seemed to be completely unaware of this.
But if it wasn't the organization, then was it a third party that caused Aka to lose his memory?
Toru Amuro held his forehead and decided to listen for a while. If he felt something was wrong, he would go in and interrupt them.
"Speak of it."
Bermode straightened up as she resumed her female voice and asked casually, "Do Bourbon and Scotch look familiar to you?"
Bourbon himself, who was standing outside the door, felt a jolt in his heart.
Why are they asking this question now? They have never told Aka their code names. Theoretically, Aka should not know them. But the problem is that Aka has already guessed that they are from the same period, so he naturally thinks that the two code names in this question refer to him and Hiro respectively...
Toru Amuro believed that his good friend would not let him down in such a matter, but the fact that Vermouth would test him in this way meant that the other party might have discovered something.
The atmosphere in the treatment room was not as solemn as Toru Amuro had expected, because Vermouth was not testing him, he was just asking casually because he really remembered.
She also noticed the unusual atmosphere between the two people from Bourbon and her own child. Although she did not suspect that the two were undercover agents, she at least confirmed that they were 'Hiro' and 'Zero' that the child asked her to take care of, so she was not too eager to get an answer.
After all, Chijiang Nayue herself doesn't remember that conversation now, and the best she can do is judge based on whether it looks familiar or not, but the accuracy is still not high enough.
If Bourbon and Scotland were really the wrong people, Bermode thought, then she would have to find a way to collect interest from those two people. She couldn't help the wrong people for so many years in vain.
Chijiang Nayue could also guess the complicated mental process of Bermode. He pondered for a moment and nodded frankly.
"It's a very important friend."
Toru Amuro was stunned outside the door. What emerged in his heart before the anxiety about their friendship being exposed was actually the joy of having their relationship acknowledged in person.
The blond, dark-skinned undercover covered his face, his earlobes were unusually hot, and he pressed the corners of his mouth down madly, cursing himself in his heart for being so useless.
How could he fall for the rare truth spoken by that little bastard... But to be honest, he and Aka have known each other for exactly seven months, and he has missed each other for seven years. Even though he knew that their friendship would not be erased by time, he had never heard Chi Jiang Na Yue say such words.
So isn’t it normal to be happy?
Toru Amuro is now regretting not having recorded the conversation just now.
Bermode's reaction was beyond Amuro Toru's expectations. This answer seemed to make her stunned. After a few seconds, he heard Bermode's voice. She said in a subtle tone: "Seven years ago, you introduced them in the same way in the last phone call with me."
The witch, who was still wearing the disguise of a newly-arrived doctor, crossed her arms and said something ambiguous: "Your friendship is surprisingly strong. I thought that after seven years, you would have modified your words a little bit... Then, do you still need me to help you take care of them this time?"
Chijiang Nayue thought: "Is that so? Seven years ago, I asked for something like this..."
No, it wasn't that surprising actually. When he knew that Vermode had used the name Zero to test his friend before, he guessed that it was something that Kaluuya had said to him seven years ago.
"But I won't bother you this time, Sharon." His brows would soften when he looked at Bermode, and the frozen ice in his eyes seemed to be tinged with warmth. "I can do those things myself now."
He didn't say thank you because he knew that was not what Bermode wanted to hear.
So the detective said, "I just learned a new guitar song. Can I play it for you next time?"
Bermode suddenly laughed, and he had a gun in his hand without knowing when. As the detective finished speaking, the muzzle of the gun was against the detective's temple, keeping a distance that was not very close, but the opponent would definitely die if he pulled the trigger.
"You said the same thing to me seven years ago," she said slowly. "You won't break your promise this time, will you, dear?"
Toru Amuro, who was standing outside the door, couldn't see the specific situation, but he could see Vermouth holding a gun and Akae Nazuki being pointed at by the gun through the bed curtain. For a moment, it seemed as if all the blood in his body had frozen.
No, wait, doesn't Vermouth take Aka very seriously?! Why... is this a test? But in such a dangerous place, if you go off the fire, even the gods can't save you a second time!
Damn it, could it be that Bermode's previous conversation was a lie? He didn't think the little bastard would be so easily fooled, but this scene instantly awakened his bad memory and tightened the string in Amuro Toru's mind.
The closer it gets to this point, the more an undercover agent like him needs to stay calm, so even though beads of sweat were running down his forehead, Toru Amuro just kept thinking of several follow-up plans in his mind, staring at the room without blinking, his crimson eyes flashing with a cold light.
Finally, when Bermode's finger seemed to be about to slowly pull the trigger, he pushed the door open and rushed in.
Bermode already knows that they have a relationship with Aka, he said to himself. Even if he doesn't go in here, he can't change this fact. It's better to find a way to stop Bermode and then reach an agreement with this witch, or maybe contact the police to arrest Bermode here -
Amuro Toru heard a slight bang.
At this moment, he inertialy stepped into the area behind the bed curtain. He didn't have time to think about random questions like 'Could Aka collect the body this time?' His heart was already cold.
Then he saw the scene blocked by the body of the newly arrived doctor.
The doctor, disguised by Bermode, holds a black gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun is a small bunch of black roses? ?
Amuro Toru: “……?”
He felt that he must not have been able to control his facial expression at this moment, otherwise Chi Jiang Na Yue would not have had such a look as if he was trying to hold back a smile.
"Hmm? Mr. Amuro, are you here to see him?" There was nothing wrong with Dr. Shinde's tone. He - or was it she, said slowly with a smile, "Sorry, I just played a joke on the patient. The physical examination is over. You two can chat slowly. I'm going to leave first."
The doctor stuffed the gun, which looked like a toy, along with the detective's shirt, into the hands of the expressionless Amuro Toru, then turned around and prepared to leave.
The detective, still topless, sat on the bed and recklessly asked the word again: "Guitar song?"
The figure of the newly-appointed doctor paused at the door for a moment, and he felt truly helpless, angry and amused: "Let's talk about it after your injuries have healed and your memory has recovered, Mr. Detective."
The door of the clinic room closed again, leaving only Toru Amuro and Nazuki Akae, who were looking at each other in bewilderment.
The latter seemed to realize that he had just taken off his clothes during the examination. He shrank back calmly, his eyes sharp: "Zero-kun? According to my habit, I should have called you this seven years ago."
Amuro Toru vaguely heard footsteps outside the door. He realized who was coming and what the detective was going to say. He instinctively rushed forward to stop him: "Wait, don't--"
"Can you please let me put on my clothes?" Chijiang Nayue said this faster than he did, as if she was really worried, "It's still a little cold in this weather, uh uh..."
The lower half of his face was covered by Amuro Toru who rushed over, leaving only a pair of pure water-red eyes exposed. He met the eyes of the half-long-haired police officer who just pushed open the door of the clinic and heard the last words.
Kenji Hagiwara, who took the initiative to look for Amuro Toru because he had been away for too long, was stunned and his hand involuntarily touched his waist.
He usually keeps his handcuffs there.