Kudo doesn't like Shuichi Akai. He knew he couldn't get along with this guy from the first time he saw him.

Of course, it wasn’t because he knew that this guy was an undercover agent—after all, there had been undercover agents from the public security department before, and he had no dislike for him at all.

So Kudo doesn't like Akai Shuichi because of his personality.

Shuichi Akai is the kind of person who uses the best solution to do things - what he means is that in Shuichi Akai's eyes, the result is very important.

And for this result, he won't care too much about the price he will pay - of course he will care, but his care is limited, such as the FBI, such as justice.

His ex-girlfriend and current girlfriend are obviously not within his consideration.

Both of these people are "sacrifices" that can be abandoned for the goal of "undercover organization".

After sacrificing the so-called "sacrifice", Shuichi Akai felt guilty, but if he had to do it again, he would still use it. He would not consider other tortuous but possible ways to achieve his goal.

Kudo disliked this kind of behavior for some reason.

But at that time, Kudo just "disliked" it.

That was probably the incident that caused Kudo's "dislike" to escalate into "hate".

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"Why, you can't bear to do it?" The man with long black hair had a cigarette in his mouth. He pulled the gun out of Kudo's hand without any fluctuation in his tone.

"Come, I'll teach you how to do it." Lei's green eyes were cold, as if he had no difficulty with this kind of thing.

Indeed, he was the FBI's top investigator, and in just a few years he quickly climbed up the management ladder of the organization and was given the code name Rye Whiskey.

Lei walked behind Kudo, his hard-soled leather boots tapping on the tile floor, making a "click" sound, and soon two cold hands grasped Kudo's hands, fixing them firmly on the gun.

"Like this," Lei bent down and taught, his warm breath carrying a hint of the smell of cigarettes. The distance between them had exceeded the normal social distance.

……No.

Kudo didn't care about these things at all. He just stared at the gun in his hand with his beautiful sea-blue eyes, trying to pull his hand out of Lei's hand, "Get out of here!"

He heard himself yelling.

The man ignored his resistance and held his hand without question. He continued the unfinished instruction in a deep voice, "Aim at the target..."

No...no!

Kudo struggled violently again.

But his body, which was overloaded by his overly smart brain, was no match for Lei. The man restrained his struggle as easily as a cat. His cold green eyes glanced at a place not far away, and then threatened, "Or do you think it's not enough to kill her alone?"

…

Kudo's struggle weakened for a moment, and his sea-blue eyes were now burning with flames of hatred.

But……!

He soon began to struggle again.

But there was only that moment of pause. Lei successfully restrained him, holding the gun handle with his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Aim at the target and pull the trigger."

Lei first pressed his hand, pulled the trigger and fired the bullet. He seemed to be very confident in his own skills. He did not even observe whether the target was dead. He just stood up slowly, then wiped his hands leisurely with paper, and ended today's "teaching task".

Kudo watched with his own eyes as the brown-haired figure fell to the ground, and the incongruous bright red flowed to the ground, staining the floor blood red.