For the second week, I became a vest monster

It is not an easy matter to get the sisters Miyano Akemi and Miyano Shiho to leave the organization. Due to the lack of high-end experimenters, the organization attaches far more importance to Miyano Shiho than conventional standards.

The only method that Sora Asakawa can think of at present is suspended animation, and this method means that the sisters Miyano Akemi must change their names and hide.

It's always good to be able to leave.

It just happened to be able to give Akai Shuichi a promotion credit by the way.

Sick and suspended animation is of course an impossible option, and Asakawa Sora is going to directly pretend to be kidnapping.

Since the kidnapper himself cannot fight, even if he can fight, it is impossible to break through the organization's laboratory by force, and outsmarting becomes the only remaining way.

"What's the point of you planning to kidnap a whole laboratory of researchers by yourself?" Nakai Kano almost took a sip of tea.

"To be more precise, it's some of the researchers in the laboratory, and it's not just one person working in the plan. I'm not a helpless poor guy." Asakawa Sora shook his head and stretched out his finger: "As for the reason? , first, maybe those people know something; second, I have to collect some interest from the laboratory, but stealing information without causing damage is too gentle; third, we have to find someone A good excuse to do something about Rum, and that's a great opportunity out there."

Nakai Kano rubbed her forehead: "I don't want to care about you anymore—what did you hide from me?"

Anyway, Nakai Yoshino would not think about Miyano Shiho.Asakawa Sora has never fully believed her, so how dare he expose innocent people to her sight?

Her action of protecting each other seems moving, but in fact, she has no other choice-she is not a friend who can be handed over to the back, but a short-term ally who needs to guard against each other and cooperate cautiously.

After all, until he came back from the laboratory, Asakawa Sora had always been able to detect the hidden killing intent hidden by Nakai Kano. In comparison, Akai Shuichi is at least a good collaborator who will not betray at any time.

Well, at least they can be regarded as friends who can barely drink together.

"If you don't see it, just pretend that I'm not hiding anything from you. I didn't intend to let you take care of me." Asakawa Sora spread his hands, "You just need to prepare to collect my body for me."

The beautiful-faced woman seemed to want to collect his body now.

Asakawa Sora and Akai Hideyoshi made an appointment to meet at a bar under his name.

"You are a little too appreciative of my professional ability." Akai Hideyoshi had to sigh after meeting him when he had a new task, "I'm afraid I don't have time for too difficult tasks."

"I still treat you as an organization stopping you from taking private jobs." Asakawa Soraro smiled, the juice in his hand was in line with his face, but it didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the bar.

"Don't worry, I just invite you to drink." Asakawa Soraro smiled and pushed the wine list over, and sipped the rest of the words back into his mouth along with the juice.

"So kind?" Akai Hideichi couldn't help being suspicious, but he was not polite, "As the owner of the bar, you really don't plan to try any wine?"

Asakawa Sora shook his head, his eyebrows frowned slightly: "I really don't like drinking, just charge me whatever you order."

"Then forget it." Akai Shuichi didn't force it, "I really don't plan to say what I'm going to do?"

Asakawa Sora said with a smile: "Anyway, it won't hurt you."

Akai Shuichi is very aware of Asakawa Sora's temperament, if there is no reason to meet him, he is determined not to waste time to meet him in the bar.

Since it's not a special matter that we can't communicate on the phone, it's probably because meeting itself is a purpose.

It seems that weekly friends can barely be regarded as a kind of good friends—otherwise, with Shuichi Akai's temperament, how could he seriously plan to stop here?

"Actually, I don't quite understand what you want." While waiting for the bartending, Akai Hideyoshi thought about it, and asked half-probingly and half-sincerely, "Can you tell me the reason?"

Dazzling colorful lights and colors pass by one by one, complicated but not ugly, it is the most suitable scene for the game world.

It is rare for Asakawa Sorayo to have no ambiguity in the style of riddles: "You do these things with ridiculous reasons, and you still have to ask others what they think?"

"Didn't I reply before? But you haven't told me the truth - why do you need me?" Seeing this, Akai Shuichi couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

"Of course it is—" Asakawa Sorayo's laughter was light and fluttering, as if a bit of flying snow was swaying left and right in the air, and it didn't mean to land for a long time. In the end, it simply turned in the middle of the road and disappeared.

"You guess."

Akai Hideichi felt helpless: "You are, as always, tantalizing."

"To each other." Asakawa Soraro smiled, "The main reason why I don't tell you is that I dare not entrust you with the affairs behind me."

"I look like the kind of person who would embezzle a friend's inheritance?" Akai Shuichi put down his wine glass when he heard this, a sharp expression appeared between his brows and eyes.

Asakawa Sorayo was not afraid, shook the juice in his hand, touched the glass on the table: "I am not your friend, and the boss should not know about such things."

Akai Shuichi seemed to want to sigh, but he didn't say anything.He only raised his glass and touched the juice in the young man's hand again.

In a chaotic and psychedelic bar, this clink of glasses seemed out of place.

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Miyano Shiho has always been a little uneasy these days, as if a ball of wool was rolling around in her heart, she really wanted to grasp a clue but couldn't figure it out, which made her restless.

Waking up from the bed again in the middle of the night, Miyano Shiho simply put on his slippers and got out of bed, and opened the curtain with both hands.

The bright silver moonlight spread evenly in the small room. Miyano Shiho was leaning against the window, his short brown hair swept across his shoulders, and there were bursts of itchiness.

The windows cannot be opened, but judging from the swaying of the lower bushes, there is probably a wind blowing outside the windows.

She misses her sister a little.

Wait - that wasn't the wind just now!

It is not easy to sneak in from the organization's stricter defenses due to the accident some time ago, and the purpose of coming here cannot be to see the night scene.

Miyano Shiho was taken aback, and immediately wanted to sound an early warning.

"It's best not to." Hearing a somewhat familiar young man's voice from behind, Miyano Shiho turned around and saw a masked man standing with a gun in one hand and throwing something unknown in the other. not far away.

There was a gun on the gun, and what was thrown in his hand should be something like tear gas—but, how did he get into the heavily guarded research room? !

The young Miyano Shiho's immediate reaction was not to worry about his own safety, but a kind of anger at being deceived.

How could this person, my sister and myself, trust him so much, do such a thing!

As if aware of Miyano Shiho's emotions, Asakawa Sorao slightly tilted the muzzle of the gun downward, approached him very gentlemanly, and then tied a knot loosely across the body with a rope.

He deliberately used the original tone, but Miyano Shiho was even more uncooperative. Asakawa Sora had no choice but to rummage through the bugs in the room, so he had to lightly draw a few strokes in her palm.

Don't be afraid, I am here.

Miyano Shiho's body trembled slightly, and gradually calmed down with a deep breath.

Her hands were tied in front of her body, and the knot could be untied by just grabbing one end and pulling it. There was a white cloth covering her eyes that had no covering effect at all—this was an obvious release of water.

He didn't come to kill her.Miyano Shiho quickly analyzed this conclusion, reached out and grabbed the young man's sleeve, raised his chin and nodded in a certain direction.

Asakawa Sora understood that she was telling herself the location of the bug, which also meant that she chose to believe in herself.

"Good boy." He patted Miyano Shiho on the head, seemingly expressing his satisfaction that she didn't resist violently, but he was actually calming the girl's anxiety in a soft voice.

Naturally, Asakawa Kushiro did not have such a powerful force to blatantly raid the organization's experimental base, and what he did was just pretending to be an impostor and sneaking in by detour.

I also have to thank the materials, information and technology accumulated over the years of hard work. Under the temptation of high prices, I even found a person who has mastered disguise.

Asakawa Sora's first reaction was that he approached Belmode, but after probing, he confirmed that the other party was just a young girl-even knew Aso Shi.

It's just that when he saw this picture, Asakawa Sora couldn't help but cursed fate again.

He once linked a photo of a young man with his last words at the death scene of Nakai Kano, and finally persuaded the investigation team to close.

And that face was almost exactly the same as the one on his face now.

Ask the disguiser to confirm that this is not a mask based on someone in reality,

But he obviously didn't plan to die in Miyagi, let alone let Nakai Kano kill him.

Was the reasoning wrong at the time, or did something happen later?

In order to avoid accidents as much as possible, he decided to re-create a plan that barely fits the timeline after integration.

Closer to home, General Asakawa Sora Miyano Shiho took advantage of a gap to put a capsule into the girl's mouth without telling her to swallow it or spit it out.

He took the person to an empty laboratory, turned around and went out to lock the door.

The security of the organization is of course good. Once the laboratory door is locked, it cannot be opened without a password. This was originally designed to prevent people from escaping, but now it has become a shackle that traps them.

There was a puff of white smoke in the room, and Miyano Shiho believed that there must be some kind of hypnotic substance in it.

She touched the slightly softened capsule with the tip of her tongue, swung it lightly, and swallowed it.

She thought of the choice given by the young man on the road, feigning death, leaving the organization completely with her sister, or staying, and thinking otherwise.

She chose to swallow the pill, which requires not only the courage to abandon the past, but also the trust in the promiser.

Kind Mr. Kidnapper, I am willing to trust you, and I will leave the rest to you.

In the gradually thickening white mist, the consciousness of the brown-haired girl gradually became blurred.