"...,..."

and many more.

No.

don't want,

Don't go with them--

Broken thoughts forced Kazami Yuya to open his mouth.

The dull lips and tongue failed to make a sound.

dizzy.nausea.

Weakness, nausea.

hateful.His vision was so blurred that he couldn't see clearly, and his tinnitus made it impossible for him to write down the information revealed by the organization in black no matter how concentrated he was.

Only, from the humming auditory system, I can recognize the child's casual and command-like words.

—Because of this child.

He survived.

The public security operation was urgently deployed, and the boss Jiang Gu Ling cut off all contact.

After rushing over, he only saw the wreckage.

Kazami Yu also stole his life.

"..."

What is burning in the heart?

It must be the hatred for the Men in Black organization.No mercy will be given to such illegal violent groups that disregard their lives and ignore the law. ——Through this over and over again, I made up my mind.

It's the loathing of myself.It was because he underestimated the enemy too much. He never expected to be bugged by a child, and he never expected that Mr. Jiang Gu would be forced to cut off his retreat because of this.

What's more, he didn't expect that those two cruel and vicious killers would actually obey a child.

(no)

(I can't hold it anymore,——)

Before his vision went completely dark, Yuya Kazami thought over and over again about Mr. Furutani's last speculation.

"This child may be the key to everything."

Before hanging up the phone, Fugu Zero said.

"This child may be the key to everything."

A while ago, Fugu Zero said.

——That was after the torture incident at the Twilight Pavilion.

The torture process was too easy.The "trash" of that organization, the man who was so bold that he participated in all missions with his wife without telling the top members of the organization.

Obviously, even Gin's torture was gritted his teeth and survived. If there is no accident, he must laugh at the organization, bring the secret to the grave, stand in hell and laugh at himself for fooling everyone!

however.

When the man was only one step away from fulfilling his wish and was about to die with only one breath left, the man did not know what the boy said to him, but the man trembled, trembled, burst into tears, and spit out all the information.

Belmode wasn't alone in noticing this.

None of the crows present were fools.

The difference is that gin only needs that information, Belmode raised the danger level of "Little Master" in his heart, and the whiskey trio——Bourbon——

On the premise that he was out of the sight of others, he sent a message to the subordinates of the public security, ordering Kazami Yuya to thoroughly investigate the life information of the man.

The whole department worked hard for a few days, and finally unearthed the truth through the man's real marriage relationship under layers of fake identities:

This man who is a member of the organization, and his wife with blood on her hands.

Conceived a daughter as pure as a lily.

In that daughter's mind, they were just an ordinary family.

My father is a bit busy, and my mother is often on business trips.

But her mother often cooked delicious meals for her. Occasionally, when she was scolded by her mother, her father would scratch the back of his head bitterly and wink at her.

Regarding the organization, as the daughter of those two people, she didn't know anything about it.

It must have been well protected.

Presumably—this is the death spot for that man, threatened by Osamu Dazai.

However, regarding the fact of the existence of this daughter, it may not be impossible for this orphan to grow into a major hidden danger to the organization when she grows up in the future.

Osamu Dazai said nothing.

Silently, a life was spared.

Bourbon stood at the window when he received the reports from his subordinates.

He looked down, at the ground that was only one step away from being spattered with the boy's own blood.

Then he looked at Dazai's fluffy hair, who was reading a book slowly in the garden.

"This child may be the key to everything."

At that time, in the identity of Yu Gu Ling, he sent this sentence with unknown meaning.

At that time, all the police officers thought that this sentence referred to the daughter who had been secretly protected.

But now Kazami Yu also knows——

he knew-

But there was nothing he could do.

He could only struggle to move his stiff fingers, scratching out the bloodstains on the ground.

I could only watch helplessly as the boy was being hugged and sank step by step into the abyss.

I can only harbor unwillingness, anger, and pain towards myself.

Completely plunged into darkness.

***

In the Porsche 356A.

Vodka drove the car out of the underground garage, went around to another place that was safe enough to see the hotel, and took out a remote control device from under the car seat.

"The bombs are ready, brother," Vodka asked the two people sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, "shall we bomb now?"

Gin closed his eyes coldly, "Fry it."

he said grimly.

Dazai: "...You guys must be sick."

The child is at a loss.jpg

"Why blow up the building when everyone is killed? Show your sense of existence? The symbol of the organization? Just for the pleasure of criminals?" Dazai complained for the first time. Don’t want to give the police a reputation? Do you want the organization’s reputation for terror?”

...Too bad, Vodka can't answer any of these questions.

Yes.Why on earth are you used to blowing up buildings every time?No, no, it's definitely not a matter of bombing, there is definitely a legitimate reason!For example, in order to deceive others—huh? !But according to the words of the young master, now is the right time for the organization to build its reputation on its cruelty, why should it bury the scene of its murder and hide it from others? !

The vodka was poured down, and the gin folded his arms, and simply remained silent.

Seeing this, Dazai snorted coldly.

"Listen up!" Dazai ordered with the air of a person in power, "This kind of practice that does not meet the optimal solution, it is best not to let me see it again. If there is a next time, don't even think about it, just let it go." Don't want your brains."

Vodka in a cold sweat: Is it a threat? !Definitely a threat, right? ? ! ? !Big brother, big brother, don't pretend to be asleep at this time, you should say something——

Gin Jiu still looks like an indifferent and cool brother, he never refuses the young master's orders (except when they die together), and at this moment he doesn't mention the bombing of the hotel anymore, just sits in the back seat, closes his eyes and rests his mind.

That's when Dazai spoke.

"Drive." Dazai said, "This task should be completely over. What's the next plan? Go back to the safe house, or wait for the assignment of 'that gentleman'?"

He obviously hadn't read the specific instructions of this mission beforehand, even when he went out halfway, he was pulled back by Qin Jiu from the cliff rope where he was trying to commit suicide, and he temporarily found new fun for "playing".

The smooth resolution of this mission all depended on Dazai catching a big fish and finding out the specific location of the mission target directly, and it was completed with almost no effort—Vodka thought it would be hidden for at least a week.

And at this moment, Dazai spoke in a tone as if he had witnessed the mission requirements with his own eyes, extremely certain.

After speaking, Dazai didn't need vodka for an answer.He seemed to see something through the vodka half-covered face by the sunglasses, and seemed to be able to read his mind, and then he replied, "Oh? There is still plenty of time. Then you can drive as you please," This sentence was addressed to vodka, and the next sentence turned to gin:

"Where's the first aid kit in the car?"

The silver-haired, green-eyed man heard the words, and opened his eyes to look at him, with a fierce look in his eyes:

"You are hurt?"

Gin asked coldly.

Dazai: "...you're hurt."

The boy re-read the word "you" and sighed, but the pupils of the kite were shining brightly for some reason.

"I haven't tried glass yet—ah, I mean!" Dazai changed his words temporarily, "Let me try to bandage glass wounds, okay?"

Gin: "…………………"

What you wanted to say at the beginning, was finished.

The top killer stared at the boy silently.

Dazai didn't care at all, he looked up and smiled.

Gin paused, and actually turned around.

In the car that was driving forward calmly, he took off the dark coat on his body, not caring about the pain in the wound during the action.

To be honest, this is indeed a minor injury, much lighter than a gunshot wound.

If it wasn't for the fragments of the lamp tube being too sharp, if he himself didn't know why he was stunned for a second, could this kind of falling object still hurt his gin?

And it's just such a small request, the young master can just watch it if he wants to, it's much better than trying to cut his throat with a piece of glass.

The man turned his hands away and pulled out the large glass shards directly from his back, carefully placing them out of the reach of the children in front of him.

As for the small ones, Gin didn't care. He simply took off his shirt to reveal his pale and scarred back, and pushed all the silver hair that was too long and obstructive to the other side.

At this moment, blood flowed again from the wound that had never healed and suffered the second rough strain.

... From behind came a child's humming as if his mind had been seen through. Gin felt very happy for some reason, and even the cold tweezers touching his back failed to arouse his stress response.

"Can you remember every injury you've ever had?"

Dazai asked casually while searching for alcohol cotton.

Gin replied in a low voice: "Yes."

He didn't care.

"Every injury is a narrow escape. If you don't remember these, how will you survive next time."

"--yes."

Dazai said.

He smiled silently and didn't ask any more questions.

The car fell silent again.

Only shards of glass occasionally fell into the first aid kit, making a soft crash.

To Qin Jiu's surprise, he was already prepared for the wound to be torn again, but Dazai was unexpectedly skillful in handling the wound.

Debridement and disinfection.Stitching... Forget it, the bandages were wrapped around the man's shoulders layer by layer with great skill by the child.

Apart from pouring too much alcohol on purpose, there was not even the slightest mistake.

Gin turned around, pulled out the luggage bag from under the car seat, and put on a new high-necked black dress to cover up the bandages.

He looked at the innocent boy on the left, grabbed his elbow—

"What are you doing? Don't touch me," Dazai scolded—it didn't look like he jumped down from a high place not long ago, "I'm not hurt!"

"Then what is this?" Qin Jiu ignored him, and pressed the child to roll up his sleeves.

Dazai glared at him, "Aren't you a dog's nose? You can't smell it yet? It's red wine—I'm not hurt, don't touch me!"

At times like this, Qin Jiu would often not heed the young master's orders, at worst he would be punished afterwards.

He forcibly checked the child's arm, and at the same time was kicked several times in annoyance.

It is true that Dazai was not injured, and the bright red that bleeds deeply from his cuffs is indeed red wine.

However, on the inner side of the left wrist, there was also an ugly scar that could no longer be removed.

Hiding under the bandages, Gin saw him for the first time.

"..."

Gin was silent for a while.

He has seen countless scars in his life, but this crooked wound like a centipede made him suddenly suffocate.

But what can gin say?

Silently, the man took the first-aid kit and put a new bandage on the child.

"Just now, you were thanking me, right?" Qin Jiu asked, his tone was affirmative.

In order to protect the child, he was stabbed by broken glass or something.

Even this kind of inconspicuous injury, all——!

"No such thing." Dazai refused to admit.

Gin took a deep look at him.

"You decide."

Gin whispered.

"Little Master."

"You decide."

But, this time, in the smile that appeared on the man's face.

Finally dissipated the meaning of cruelty and coldness.

Another moment passed.

The car stopped.

"I'll pay the parking fee, young master, big brother."

Vodka said and got out of the car.

A few minutes later, Gin Jiu's cell phone rang.

That is, a Japanese nursery rhyme that sings "Seven Children".

Gin Jiu took out the phone from his pocket, and his eyes paused for a moment on the message prompt page.

"I... go out and answer the phone."

Gin whispered, and also got out of the car.

Finally, Dazai was the only person left in the car.

He... didn't do anything.

With no one around, the expression on the boy's face faded.

There was no expression on the handsome and pale face.

The kite-colored pupils stared out of the window, but seemed to be looking at a void that only he could understand.

After a while, he seemed to be tired.

Dazai leaned back on the car seat.

Gently closed his eyes.

A few more minutes passed.

From the corner of the street, two children came here talking and laughing.

They were both elementary school students, and the girl walking on the inside of the road had reddish-brown shoulder-length hair. She walked with her hands behind her back and even smiled reservedly.

The other boy, wearing a sapphire blue suit, shorts, red bow tie, and sneakers, turned his head to talk to the girl with his hands behind his head.

--at this time.

Out of the corner of her eye, the girl caught a glimpse of the Porsche 356A parked by the side of the road, and her expression changed instantly!

【Barrage:

"?! Rely on me to kowtow to the killer X young master——"

"??? I originally felt that the vicious dog group has almost been favored by the leader You Zai (reluctantly)-"

"Uh, what kind of sudden development is this?!"

After a moment's pause,

"Conan?! Xiao Ai???"

"Why?? This timeline is poisonous, right?! Why did you two appear on this current timeline—?"

"The red undercover trio is here!!! How on earth did you two get drugged?! Damn it, this A pharmaceutical factory——"

They all hugged their heads and screamed!

"I don't know what to say but—"

"Run away??"

……………Why is it followed by a question mark.

What are you hesitating about? ! 】

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