Chapter 67 Cointreau Chapter·Beginning
Tsukiyama Asari followed Date Kou in the direction of the Japanese confectionery shop.
Although the person was gone, there must be some clues left in the shop. Even if there were none... this was the only way out now.
Tokyo Hospital was too far away from here. Even if Hagiwara Kenji drove there, it would take at least two hours. Whether he could find clues there was still a question. They couldn't waste time on such an uncertain thing. They didn't have time to try and make mistakes.
But he couldn't go there, but others could.
In Tokyo Hospital, the chestnut curly-haired man who had been lying on the bed and sleeping lightly opened his eyes the moment Tsukiyama Asari took out the iron box.
In order to avoid tearing the wound on his abdomen, he stood up very slowly. It took him several minutes to get to the bedside and put his feet, which were surrounded by a circle of light-colored scars, into the slippers provided by the hospital.
"...Mr. Kasugawa, are you going out?"
At this moment, the door of the ward was opened. The visitor had a common face that could not be found in the crowd. He had black eyes and a plastic bag in his hand. There were two glass boxes in it. He looked a little surprised when he saw him stand up.
Kasugawa Shugo's eyes fell on the glass boxes.
The first box contained cut bananas, and the second box contained half a box of grapes and a persimmon.
They were all his favorite foods!
The man instantly curved his beautiful round eyes and said, "Thank you, Mr. Midorikawa..."
His voice was totally inconsistent with his appearance, hoarse and unpleasant, as if squeezed out from a winding pipe, but it still had the clear foundation of the past, and it was much better than the few days after the injury.
It seems that after the injury is healed, there will be no big impact on the vocal cords.
The man called Mr. Midorikawa cast his eyes on the other's neck with a bandage, thinking, "It's okay, no matter what, Mr. Kasugawa also saved my life... I wanted to bring some apples, but your throat is not healed yet, you should not eat hard things."
The man who had just secretly ordered fried chicken delivery at noon coughed twice when he heard this, and quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay..." Oh no
! Forgot to put the food in the trash can...
"Mr. Kasugawa, this is not what you had for lunch?" After putting the box in his hand on the bedside table, Midorikawa Mitsuru accidentally glanced down and saw a yellow paper lunch box that should never be there in the trash can half-hidden under the bed.
This person looks young, but he feels familiar for some reason, just like the many people around him...
No, how could it be possible? He must have been with those guys and seniors for a long time, and he would feel familiar when someone gave him such a disapproving and condemning look.
"Mr. Midorikawa!" He quickly widened his eyes, folded his hands together and made a gesture of getting rid of it, "Don't tell Takeda-senpai, please--"
Seeing that the other party seemed to want to say something, Kasugawa Shugo quickly added, "I promise I will never do this again! Promise--" Midorikawa Hikaru
nodded in response, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was shot in the shoulder by the man who arrested the drug dealer two weeks ago, and his neck was cut when he rescued the hostages. In addition to the not-so-serious internal injuries and bumps caused by rolling down the hillside, he was directly sent to Tokyo Hospital by the seniors of the General Affairs Office and asked to lie down for a month before returning.
It has been more than ten days now, and every day he just drinks some tasteless soup. His throat has obviously recovered halfway now, but his senior Takeda Daiso is still guarding against him like a thief. He
finally took advantage of the fact that he was called away on a mission, so he could sneakily eat the "junk food" he had been dreaming of for so long. If Midorikawa Hikaru reported him, he would be in trouble!
However, fortunately, he was the only one who discovered it. Midorikawa Hikaru was the hostage rescued in that mission. He was just passing by on the way to buy groceries when he was grabbed by a desperate drug dealer. He was as unlucky as one of his good friends with cat eyes.
The General Affairs Office later signed a confidentiality agreement with him, requiring him not to tell anyone about what happened that day, and to pretend not to know the police officer he met that day if he met him on the street. Midorikawa Hikaru signed very readily, and the General Affairs Office also agreed to his request to occasionally come to the hospital to visit the policeman who saved him. Midorikawa Hikaru
didn't come very often, and he could only come during visiting hours after Takeda Daiji communicated with the General Affairs Office, and he didn't stay for long. The confidentiality of the General Affairs Office was so good that Kasugawa Shugo couldn't help but complain that he felt like he was in prison in the hospital.
All in all, the relationship between the two was not very close, and the man couldn't say anything after being asked like this.
"Sorry, I'm busy now, so please don't make a wasted trip for me." This conversation lasted no more than three minutes, and after seeing the other party agreed, Kasugawa Shugo quickly walked out the door, saying that he had something to do.
"It's okay, it won't be a wasted trip if the fruit is delivered..." As if he felt that the Takeda Daiji whom he had met a few times would not let Kasugawa Shugo go to work with injuries, Midorikawa frowned and asked, "Mr. Kasugawa, are you going to..."
"To investigate something, keep it secret~"
He was blocked from saying the next words by two consecutive "secrets". He watched helplessly as the person in the hospital gown quickly opened the door and ran away. The old wound was still around the ankle exposed under his pants. He felt that his breath was stuck in his throat.
Originally, he came here today to tell Kasugawa Shugo his true identity.
Morobushi Kagemitsu, who used the alias Midorikawa Hikaru and changed his appearance several times with the help of the police, had a gloomy face. He looked at the takeaway residue in the trash can, then at the closed door of the ward, and his head was a little dizzy with anger
. If he knew that he was Morobushi Kagemitsu, he would probably pretend to be very obedient immediately... Then he would not tell him for the time being, he wanted to see what else that bastard who didn't cherish himself could do!
Not knowing what he had gotten himself into, Kasugawa Shugo quickly ran to the elevator and found the ward based on the information on the ticket.
The name on the doorplate was the same as on the ticket, so there shouldn't be any problem. He frowned slightly and knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered.
Was he already resting, or...
"Sorry to bother you."
He whispered and pushed open the slightly heavy door.
In the ward, a pale-faced woman leaned against the bed, not paying any attention to the visitor, and was concentrating on playing with the goose-yellow plush toy in her hand, with a child-like concentration and naivety on her face.
Her lower body was covered by the quilt, and many catheters were extended from below to the large and small instruments beside the bed.
Kasugawa Shugo paused, and he tentatively moved closer, and the woman who had been holding the toy finally raised her head.
She looked to be in her 30s or 40s, with fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth. Her mental state looked very different from the photo.
At least in that photo, her movements and expressions were normal.
The woman suddenly screamed and struggled to shrink back, but because she was too weak and was restricted by the catheter inserted in her body, she did not move far back. Kasugawa Shugo quickly took two steps back and raised his hand to indicate that he had no weapons and did not mean to hurt her.
The scream did not stop because of this. It was obvious that the woman could not understand the meaning of his actions with her current thinking. The scream was very fierce, and before Kasugawa Shugo could react, someone rushed into the ward from behind.
"Who are you?!"
The person who came was a middle-aged nurse with a kind face, but now she frowned and showed a very fierce expression. After seeing the man took out the police ID from his trouser pocket and skillfully unfolded it, his face looked much better.
The two chatted for a few words. After knowing that he was going to investigate the case, the nurse motioned Kasugawa Shugo to go outside the ward first, and then slowly approached the woman on the bed.
The woman's screams stopped after he left the ward.
The behavior was like a conditioned reflex. It did not reject women, and perhaps not children, but only adult men between the ages of 20 and 40. She subconsciously curled up and took an extremely defensive posture.
Kasugawa Shugo suddenly had a guess that made his chest ache.
"Okay, come in and try."
Hearing the nurse's call, he hurriedly hid his emotions and took a tentative step into the ward. There was a noise from the bedside, and the woman stopped screaming under the nurse's gentle comfort.
"It's okay, I'm here, I can beat anyone who comes." The thin nurse said so, but the woman miraculously found some sense of security from this obviously untrue statement, and raised her head from the other's arms tremblingly, revealing a pair of wet eyes.
Kasugawa Shugo met her gaze, with his hands spread out on both sides of his head until she relaxed a little again, then he slowly walked forward. It took him a long time to walk the short distance from the ward door to the bed. During this time, the nurse kept soothing him softly without any impatience.
He let out a breath, squatted down under the nurse's puzzled eyes, put his head under the bed, and quickly retracted it.
"Don't be afraid, listen to me." The man's voice was hoarse, with a bandage around his neck and a hospital gown, obviously he was hurried from another ward. He
had a pair of round eyes that looked very young, but inexplicably had a temperament that made people feel at ease. The nurse nodded and put her hands on her side.
Instinct made her palms sweat, but the woman in her arms didn't feel the atmosphere was wrong at all, and just continued to play with the slightly dirty toy in her hand.
The man tried to soften his tone.
"There is a bomb under the bed. Contact the person in charge first and transfer the patients in at least three wards on the left and right... Act quickly, there are still 20 minutes before the explosion."
The author has something to say:
About not realizing that Midorikawa Hikaru is Morobushi Kagemitsu
Shugo: It's not my fault! He secretly changed his disguise and name! !
Today's extra update achievement is achieved!
The cover is by A Miao, the picture is on LOFTER, the same name as Jinjiang.