Chapter 100
Being so close, with his mouth and nose tightly covered by his hands, the young man instinctively raised his head to absorb a thin trace of oxygen.
Her eyes dimmed under the tears and were forced to look in his direction.
The palm of my hand can feel the wetness expanding from a certain point, the powerless lips and tongue, and the chaotic and hot breathing.
The half-covered face shape, eyebrows, eyes, and outline all show a startling sense of familiarity. This level of similarity can no longer be explained by "just happening to look alike".
There must be some kind of blood relationship between these two people.
But Yuki doesn't have any brothers of the same age, or even any relatives to talk to. When he was in the police academy, he was only close to a few of them.
Police Academy...
Morofushi Kagemitsu couldn't help but think of the past.
From the surprise glimpse at the opening ceremony to the secret joy after finding out we were assigned to the same class, it later turned into the distress of not knowing what to do.
He privately noticed that the handsome boy always had no expression on his face. He seemed to dislike interacting with people and would deliberately avoid crowded places.
Although he lived next door, he seldom saw him except during class time. Morofushi Jingguang tried to use this opportunity to start a conversation several times, but always failed.
My eyes had to stay on the roll call book for two more seconds - Kimino Yuki, a pronunciation that made me look forward to it.
Until one day, Matsuda grabbed the boy's shoulders and pushed him into the crowd. The boy politely lowered his eyes and introduced himself to them.
"I am Gongye, Gongyeru. Please give me your guidance."
Because of this laugh, the corner that was originally lively and full of people chatting and talking suddenly became quiet.
Morofushi Jingguang suddenly realized that this was what he looked like when he smiled. It was better looking and more appropriate than he had imagined.
Should have discovered it sooner.
"Zhufu Jun...?"
Maybe he was silent for too long, the boy blinked and was a little hesitant when he read out his name.
Zhufu Jingguang came back to his senses and smiled, "We have met before."
"Huh?"
Unsurprisingly, I don't remember.
Putting aside his slight disappointment, Morofu Jingguang looked into the other person's bright eyes and said, "On the first day of school, we were assigned to the dormitories next to each other. Do you remember?"
Zero beside him had a strange expression on his face. Given the tacit understanding between them since childhood, he probably felt that the way he raised the topic was a bit too aggressive.
But the boy who just met him didn't feel anything unusual. After two seconds of recollection, his beautiful golden eyes suddenly lit up, and then curved into a crescent: "I remember now, hello, Zhu Fujun."
From Morobushi-kun to Morobushi, and then to Kagemitsu, sometimes I would learn to call him Hiro's nickname affectionately like Zero.
Zhufu Jingguang agreed every time, with a throbbing heart that he had never expressed out loud, and silently repeated the boy's name in his heart.
All in all, we've actually been together for less than a year.
The unfortunate experiences in his youth made him sensitive and pessimistic. Although Morobushi Jingguang would always be careful not to show this side of him, since he received the undercover training notice, he had a premonition that they might not meet again.
He will become a shadow blending into the darkness, and Yuki should have her own bright future. Whether she becomes a "slacking policeman" or has another favorite job, they are destined to be in two different worlds, the farther away from him, the better.
The last time they contacted each other was when Yuki invited him to dinner, but at that time, Morobushi Jingguang was busy participating in confidential undercover training and was unable to even reply to the message.
Then, he changed his name and came to the United States, contacted the organization's informants, and no longer dared to have any contact with his past relatives and friends.
He once thought that Yuki would slowly forget him, until one day many years later, when he happened to see a promotional video of the police academy and suddenly remembered that he had a classmate who had missed an appointment. That was enough.
A life-threatening mission, an unfathomable organization, Morobu Jingguang thought he would be the first to say goodbye.
When he left the interrogation room that day and listened to Furuya Rei's difficult account of the bombing case behind the traitor, a great absurdity struck Morobushi Kagemitsu's mind - how could it be possible? Isn't the Second Investigation Section very safe? Why is it related to bombs?
Even if he and Zero weren't there, what about Matsuda and Hagiwara? What about the □□ Processing Team?
What are the people from the Metropolitan Police Department doing?
[“A bullet in the chest penetrated the lung, and then several more bullets were added.”
"The young policeman took his last breath and dismantled a bomb."】
[“Come to think of it, Scotland, you are also a sniper, you must know that if you penetrate the deep trachea, you will not survive for more than a few minutes.”]
…
Zhufu Jingguang knew it very well.
That is a very painful way to die. The trachea is broken and one cannot breathe even if one tries with all one's strength. Before suffocating and going into shock, one can only wait conscious for death to come.
Even if he really killed Saeki in the cell, the pain would not be even one percent of it. Besides, the killer was just a disposable tool, and there was no point in taking revenge on a tool.
The person who was actually controlling everything behind the scenes was now unable to move due to hyperventilation. He was forced to look up and look at him with a pair of misty eyes.
Just by moving my hand slightly down, I could easily strangle his neck.
The veins on the back of Zhufu Jingguang's hand bulged, and the force of his grip on the opponent's jaw unconsciously increased.
As if in great pain, two sobbing sounds escaped from between his fingers. The pair of ochre-red eyes blinked, and tears rolled down the back of his hand.
During the interrogation, Saeki mentioned that "Vin sent someone to follow the policeman for a while, but the man's skills were too poor and he was almost discovered." This can indeed be linked to a scene in his memory. But at the time, they had no idea what they were facing, and the matter was left unresolved shortly after they called the police.
In order to kill one person, they would not hesitate to blow up the entire building. Given Shengjiu's penny-pinching personality and twisted desire for control, would he not notice that they were always by Yuki's side?
Therefore, Shengjiu may have recognized that he and Zero were undercover agents a long time ago, but he kept silent about it. Could it be that they are also part of the "traces that should be eliminated", so they are looking for the right time?
For the people in the organization, killing people, even their loved ones, is probably commonplace.
...But he still uses this face to put on an innocent and pitiful expression.
A trace of hatred flashed across Zhufu Jingguang's eyes, and he suddenly let go of his hand.
The next moment, the white-haired young man immediately lowered his head in exhaustion, covering his throat and coughing softly.
From an angle that he couldn't see, Zhu Fu Jingguang had a heavy gaze and a cold and gloomy expression.
Gong Ye Shengliang coughed so hard that his throat hurt, and it took him a long time to breathe smoothly. He didn't know where Zhu Fu Jingguang came from, but fortunately he held his breath in time and didn't faint.
It is understandable that one may accidentally use too much force if he is not familiar with the business.
The light ball typed a series of ellipsis marks in response to his optimistic thoughts: […Contractor, would you like to see the coordinates of Scotland?]
Kouno Seira did as he was told in confusion, and after opening the system map, he said in surprise, "In addition to white and red, are there any new colors for coordinates?"
This is a pitch-black spot, and he would have almost missed it if the system hadn't reminded him.
The light ball laughed, but the laughter sounded so miserable: [Congratulations on unlocking the new mode. This character has turned evil, and the danger level is ★★★★★. It is recommended to stay as far away from him as possible.]
[To sum it up in one sentence - run!]
"……?"
Hey, what happened? But Jingguang just saved him?
Kimino Seira's first feeling was that he didn't believe it, but the system couldn't possibly lie to him. Faced with the two contradictions, he subconsciously looked up at Morofushi Kagemitsu in front of him.
The black-haired young man noticed him and gave him a familiar, gentle smile.
Is the system broken?