The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

When the call came, the white Mazda was driving on the highway at night, and the speed needle was shaking around 180.

"Hello?" He clipped the phone between his ear and shoulder, doing two things with one mind.

The other side was silent for a while, and before he became impatient, he finally said, "Scotland is dead."

In the harsh braking sound, the other party's low but no longer cold voice entered his ears.

"Feel sorry…"

The Mazda was parked on the side of the road, and the rear taillights cast a red shadow on the ground, the color of blood.

Amuro took a deep breath, the sudden vibration of the phone interrupted the words he was about to say, he took it off and took a look.

"What exactly happened?"

Akai Shuichi wasn't very surprised by his calmness. To be honest, Amuro had always impressed him as a criminal with a deep sense of government, a smiling face, treacherous and dangerous behavior. Even if he later learned of the other party's undercover identity, his evaluation of this guy would be different. It still hasn't changed much, and even added a bad taste.

because…

To this day, Shuuichi Akai can recall the villainous face of this guy when he downplayed his FBI identity, and how he felt at the time. After appreciating his reaction, Toru Amuro smiled and said cheerfully and sunnyly, "What a coincidence. , I'm also an undercover!"

Absolutely bad fun.

Akai Shuuichi opened the door of the Chevrolet, sat in the driver's seat and lit a cigarette for himself, sparks flashing in his eyes.

It is self-evident how important Scotland is to Toru Amuro to be able to make such a leak-proof guy take the initiative to find him to cooperate.

After all, he is a fellow of the Japanese police. It is rare to hear a request from this person, but he also failed to complete this request.

I thought I would hear a thank you.

"When I arrived, people were already..." He paused, unable to utter the words he had spoken before, "It was a shot in the chest."

Akai Shuichi's reaction was fast enough. He knew much less than Amuro Toru. Instead, he first noticed something was wrong, and when he notified Amuro Toru, he had already driven to the direction of Scotland's escape.

With a strong sense of investigation, he hardly took many forks along the way, and when he arrived at the abandoned factory, he quickly confirmed the location through the sound of gunfire, but in the end, he was still a step slower.

"There was only one man present, but he wasn't the one who killed." Akai Hideo said, "When I went upstairs, I seemed to have seen a man...white, with very conspicuous hair, about 1.7 meters, and the gender is unknown."

Because he was in a hurry to find Scotland, he just glanced at it quickly, and the figure flashed by. So basically nothing was noticed.

"Did you think of anything?"

Amuro had already learned about the white ghost from Belmod. In a sense, he was deceived to have a part of the credit for this incident. The unfathomable ghost and the sudden disappearance of the sceneries, put them together, it is difficult not to make him associate and lose his calm. After that, the trick that could have been discovered easily bypassed him, and finally Akai Shuichi reminded him.

"White ghost." He said the name, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated. "This is the end of the matter, Ley."

Akai Shuichi held the phone in front of him, and the page that ended the call stayed for a few seconds and then quickly returned to the desktop. He pressed the screen to turn off the screen, showing a rare look of ecstasy. Toru Amuro's last inaudible thank you still echoed in his mind. .

He... hasn't finished speaking yet.

Akai Shuichi took off the cigarette, stretched it out of the car window between his fingers, and quickly edited an email by typing with one hand.

The body of the Scottish team was taken away by two people at the bottom. It was inconvenient for him to catch up. He stood on the roof and observed it for a while with the sniper scope of the trunk. It was not difficult to tell that their destination was Tokyo Bay.

Amuro ignored the prompt box that popped up above. He had been staring at a line of words for a while, and the sender's address had become familiar to the point of unfamiliarity.

He closed his sour eyes, restarted the car, and a nice tail-flick made the body rotate 180 degrees and galloped in the direction it had come from.

Edited the content with one hand, pressed send, and quickly received a reply, he glanced at it, and quickly deleted it.

He should have removed the people who were staring at Qiu Zeyao's apartment last night, but he hesitated in the end, and decided to wait until this incident was over before removing people, so it came in handy now.

Qiu Zeyao came back once this morning, stayed for four hours and twenty-three minutes, and left again, where his whereabouts are unknown.

He didn't specifically find someone to follow each other, because he would be discovered. The previous time, I just squatted in the place where Zhu Fu Jingguang was in advance. So when it comes to people, this time it is a real unknown—not necessarily.

Toru Amuro pursed his lips tightly, Mazda turned into white lightning and came to Chiyoda District, near a high-end apartment.

Picking the lock would leave unnecessary traces, and he didn't want to bet on Qiu Ze Yao's sharpness. So it was the uninhabited house upstairs on the other side who was prying, and then flipped over from the balcony.

The clean and cold decoration layout, he gave a suspicious glance at the room that was supposed to be the kitchen, and then went to the bedroom.

"Uh..." The previous guess was confirmed, but instead he took a breath and pinched the sides of his forehead in pain.

Qiu Ze Yao and the white ghost were equated, and Amuro Toru had some doubts about the composition of this world for a moment.

Is the organization undercover in the police?

If he is really a ghost, it should be Qiu Zeyao's own choice to become a police officer. His responsibilities in the organization only include killing people, and going undercover is just an unnecessary burden to him.

But why would a police officer who graduated from the police academy with roots in Miao Hong get involved with the scavenger in the organization?

Toru Amuro also thought about letting Qiu Ze Yao pull A-kun, so that after the fact of his deception is exposed, A-kun can still have a reliable place to return to. Now it seems...

It always feels that the more he discovers, the closer his sanity is to the brink of a landslide.

He rubbed his throbbing temples and stepped forward to wake up Zhu Fu Jingguang lying on the bed.

For Zhu Fu Jingguang, his memory is still stuck in disguise as a drunk walking on the path, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw the complex expression of his friend's face.

"Bourbon?" he asked blankly.

Amuro opened his mouth, and called out this title for the first time since his rebirth: "King (hiro)."

"Zero..." Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed his change and quickly changed his words, "You still owe me an explanation."

Amuro Toru is still in the process of reorganizing his thinking. The information in his mind is entangled like a ball of yarn. The more he tries to sort it out, the more messy the ball of yarn becomes. Looking at Fu Jingguang's inquiring eyes, he paused and decided to start from the beginning.

"While it sounds like the plot of an absurd novel, I do—"

Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked: "What?"

"—" is blocked. Amuro frowned, this was the first time he had talked about this with others, and he had never thought of such a possibility before.

Like forbidden words, they are not allowed to be spoken.

Now the plot is more bizarre than the absurd novel, after all, this kind of rebirth is very unscientific. He accepted it quickly, and after trying the implied method didn't work, he resolutely changed his tune.

"I mean, I do have someone I want to protect—members of the organization."

Zhufu Jingguang: "Montes?"

"It's Mr. A..." Amuro paused for a while, showing a headache, "It seems like it might be two now."

"Huh?" Zhu Fu Jingguang was greatly puzzled, but he believed that his friends must have their own reasons. So he reluctantly resisted the desire to complain and said, "Be more specific."

As for the time issue, Amuro Toru briefly explained his involuntary and kind-hearted judgment on Mr. A. For the privacy-related part, he vaguely described the subject's past as having lost his memory for some reason.

Zhu Fu Jingguang digested it for a while: When A-Jun lost his memory. Because his talent was recruited into the organization by Rum, his identity on the surface was forged by the organization, and he had to stay in the organization with nowhere to go. He did all the bad things but his nature was good...

"You knew it when you first met?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked An Shitou's unusual reaction before.

He did not doubt Amuro Toru's judgment. But the spikes the kid put up at the time were so misleading that anyone who looked at him would think he was a downright bad guy.

Toru Amuro said, "That's not the first time I met Mr. A."

It's very easy to say this kind of edge ball.

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked again: "You should have a good relationship with him now, right?"

Can't say it's good, it should be very good. Amuro's expression was a little unnatural. At first, he just didn't want A-Jun to experience this alone, or the idea of ​​trying to pull the other party out of the quagmire was too urgent. When he reacted, A-Jun, who was still in a state of doubt, suddenly The attitude has changed drastically, and the relationship between the two is like a rocket.

A liar who took advantage of the situation, turned out to be the closest person to the other party.

He coughed in a guilty conscience: "Well...very good. He lives with me now."

Zhu Fu Jingguang narrowed his eyes: "Zero, you..."

This reaction was very wrong, and he frowned: "You didn't do anything to make him feel bad, did you?"

Amuro coughed violently, his guilty conscience beyond words, he explained in his friend's complicated eyes: "It's not that kind of thing, although it's really deceiving feelings, but it's not that kind of feeling."

Zhu Fujing raised his arms and asked questions with his eyes.

Toru Amuro had trouble organizing his language for a while.

"I should have told him my identity from the beginning." He finally smiled bitterly, "It's not like this now."

In a dilemma, we can only maintain a false scam like this.

That said, but even if he did it again, Toru Amuro would not reveal the truth without fully identifying the other party's position.

Zhufu Jingguang knew this, as did Amuro Toru, but he still regretted this inevitable choice.

"It seems that he is very important to you." Zhu Fu Jingguang remembered the face of the young man that night, and the other party did not live up to this importance. They value each other very much.

"Seriously, it's hard not to like him," Amuro said frankly.

Rational, firm, kind, gentle, when he first realized what kind of situation Mr. A was in, Amuro couldn't help but admire the other party walking alone in the dark for so long, but he could still hold on to his beliefs, and even some. admire. Because he knew how hard it was and he couldn't do it himself.

Continue to get along, and Mr. A's shortcomings are gradually exposed. For example, if you like to stay in bed, hate coriander and celery to the extreme, intermittent picky eaters, avoid training, and lack of discipline, you will stay up late until the early morning, and you will pretend to be stupid and try to get away when things are revealed. .

His performance has been flawless until he truly gained the trust of Mr. A. No matter how tiring the training is, there will be no complaints, and he can keep silent if he is injured. If he does not specifically ask, he will never reveal any thoughts. He behaves like an obedient puppet.

But Amuro knew that under the skin, he was judging everything with rational eyes, cautious and sober.

And...to look down on oneself.

Mr. A undoubtedly cares about his own life, but he doesn't care that much. When he can survive, he will do his best.

But when the real death comes, he can accept it calmly, and he can even give up himself without hesitation to save a person who has only one side.

Amuro closed his eyes, the uncertainty that he might die at any time made him even more eager to find a rope to tie him down.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was amazed for a moment, and said: "A-Jun also likes you very much, because your intentions are true, tell him about this, and if you apologize properly, you will be forgiven. You can apply for him as a stain. Witness, or... make him a facilitator."

can you?

The real problem is deception. He knows how cautious and difficult character A is, and the other party may indeed forgive him because of his good intentions. But their relationship is forever torn apart.

If Amuro Toru didn't have such a sincere feeling, he might feel guilty and uncomfortable for hurting Mr. A's feelings, but he would never hesitate because of it.

It is undeniable that although he lied about wanting to be a family member, Amuro Toru did put Mr. A in the position of the protected person. This kind of mixed feelings of guilt, appreciation, admiration and pity is far more important than family members. A lot more complicated.

Amuro said, "I know."

Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that his friend would not do this. After all, the person who had a good relationship with Mr. A was Amuro Toru, and the other party considered him more than him. As an outsider, Zhu Fu Jingguang was not good at pointing fingers, so he simply chose to change the subject.

"What about the other one to protect?"

"It's the owner of this house." Amuro had a toothache subtly, because he still didn't make up his mind, "Qiu Zeyao."

Qiu Zeyao and Zhufu Jingguang know that Amuro Toru said just now that the police officer who kept Mr A in the hospital for three months was beaten by Matsuda, Hagihara and Amuro Toru.

He looked around the bedroom and realized that it was indeed occupied, and he had just woken up from the bed here.

"What does this have to do with him, why am I here? And...what's the situation in the organization now?"

Amuro took a deep breath and began to tell him what happened to Qiu Ze Yao in the clubhouse under the moonlight, and how the latter went out today, a white-haired figure appeared in the abandoned factory, and killed Scotland, A-Jun and Qiu Ze Yao were suspected to have long ago. Knows, has a good relationship, and may be a hacker, etc.

"So you suspect that he is a white ghost?" Zhu Fu Jingguang also thought it was possible, but he put forward another point of view, "Could it be Mr. A? White hair can be solved with just a bottle of hair dye, just use water Rinse it off."

An Shitou subconsciously vetoed: "No, he..."

He has been Montes until his death, but there is really no definite evidence that Mr. A is not a member of the ghost. Even thinking about it carefully, when the ghost is active, Montes's sense of existence becomes quite weak...

After jumping out of the stereotype, he quickly realized that compared to Qiu Zeyao, who completed the police academy and joined the Metropolitan Police Department step by step, it was indeed Mr. A that was more likely.

And if you start from this aspect, you can also find the places that you couldn't figure out before.

only one thing-

It can be said that Mr. A was taught by him. He should know the current strength of the other party, but none of the things the white ghost does is the type that Mr. A can get away with.

If the two were really the same person, Amuro didn't dare to think about how many times Mr. A had wandered around the gate of **** in a place he didn't know.

"I'll go to verify this possibility." His voice was a little dry.

Zhu Fu Jingguang patted him on the shoulder, "It is now certain that this police officer Qiuzawa has indeed participated in the organization, but it is not certain whether he has anything to do with the organization. If not, this time it is still the case. It's better not to have a next time, if what he did is detected by the organization..."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult." Because Mr. A is already in the quagmire of the organization, if Qiu Zeyao really has nothing to do with the organization, he is so just and alone, and he will never let Mr. A continue to stay there.

Amuro guessed that Mr. A should not want Qiu Zeyao to participate. Therefore, I didn't tell everything, but this time I had to ask for help...

Wouldn't it be easier to ask for help?

Amuro frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought for a while, "Your plan completely excludes Mr. A, right? The protection is too much."

Toru Amuro: "Oh."

It was conceited and arbitrary to always think of himself as a protector, he realized.

If Mr. A is really a white ghost, then he is much more powerful than he thinks.

His growth rate is fast, but he always looks at Mr. A with the eyes of the future. And because of previous experience, Amuro Toru actually had a slight PTSD on the fact that Mr. A was in danger, so he was indeed overprotected.

Getting used to seeing Jun A's obedient and somewhat willful side, he almost forgot how the other party looked when facing the enemy.

Indifferent and sharp, as if nothing can be shaken, absolute execution and zero failure.

The phone vibrated, and Amuro opened it to check.

"Officer Qiuzawa is back."

There are at most three minutes before the other party can come to the door.

"You go..." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, obviously thinking about it before, "Since he will definitely participate in the organization, then I should be able to cooperate with him. And we are still colleagues, he saved me. , thank you anyway."

"You..." Amuro paused for a while, the police officer who failed undercover can no longer contact the original case, he knew that Zhu Fu Jingguang would not be willing to stay in the headquarters, and watched other people fight against this organization, "Alright, in the Metropolitan Police Department I don't know how many people in the organization... be careful not to expose."

"Don't worry, Officer Qiu Ze will not be implicated." Zhu Fujingguang said. If this happens, he himself will not forgive himself.

Amuro turned back from the balcony, and when Qiu Zeyao entered the house, he quickly went downstairs and left.

"Who are you and where is this? Why am I here?"

When these questions came out, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not reveal any flaws with the acting skills he practiced during the undercover period.

Vigilance still needs to be improved. He looked at Qiu Ze Yao's white hair and thought so.

Although it is at home, there should be other people in this family.

Qiu Zeyao was stunned, and he quickly glanced at the description of the item.

"Sleeping Beauty's Magic..."

"There are only 10 hours of fairy tales. You don't think you can really sleep for 100 years, do you? Shh, don't wake Sleeping Beauty when you have a sweet dream."

That's right, that's right, he did stack three layers for a total of thirty hours, that's right, Sleeping Beauty should not wake up until the early morning tomorrow morning.

Zhufu Jingguang is not Kudo Shinichi, the world doesn't give him a chance, and the props work for him, so it won't be discounted, right?

But this is indeed the first time he has used non-instant props on other people, and he can't make a conclusion whether it will be discounted...

The system is even more at a loss: it should not. But now it is not clear about this situation, ask the headquarters.

Akizawa:…

He was silent for too long, and when Zhu Fu Jingguang began to wonder if there was something wrong with his actions, he finally said: "I'm Qiu Zeyao, a police officer in the Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, number DAXXXX... Here is My house, you are temporarily placed here so as not to be exposed."

"Can you let me go first, Officer Zhufu?"

Qiu Zeyao has seen all the props that can make people lose their memory. They are all painless and itchy types similar to biscuits, and they cannot be used in combination. Because it is said that the ingredients in it are the same, it can only work once.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang has been awake for an unknown time. As long as the other party searches the room a little, the police manual and graduation certificate are in the cabinet beside the bed, and his name and photo are clearly printed on it.

The strength of the suppression disappeared, and Qiu Zeyao stood up from the ground thinking. He looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing aside, who was also watching him with those warm and clear eyes.

The under-pigmented officer took off his coat as he entered and wore a warm white sweater with a turtleneck, a departure from his sharp face.

"Police?" Zhu Fu Jingguang said calmly, "Is this the arrangement from above?" It's hard not to think about this aspect of the rhetoric just now.

"No..." Qiu Zeyao patted the dust on his clothes and spoke very quickly, "Obviously my position and level are not qualified to be involved in related events, I am just entrusted to help. But I can't tell you. your identity.

You can leave at any time to report in the headquarters, but be careful not to attract attention. Because you are dead now. as well as…"

"I hope you can keep it a secret, about me."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled. He didn't know how to describe the white-haired police officer's... Honestly, the other party's last request didn't even say a word for the sake of saving you. It was as if he had great confidence in his character.

"I will..." He won't say, if others already know, there is no way.

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused for a while and continued, "But I can't go back to the headquarters for the time being, that organization... It has a lot of eyeliner in the Metropolitan Police Department. After I go back, the suspended animation will soon be exposed, that person, and others. You, all your hard work is in vain."

Qiu Zeyao exposed him: "You can contact people you trust and return to the team in secret. They will arrange a new identity for you and three years of strict protection. You are very safe."

"Okay..." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled helplessly, "Actually, I'm not reconciled. After I go back this time, the organization has nothing to do with me at all."

"So?" Qiu Zeyao unnaturally tugged at the collar, this dress made him feel breathless. But it covers the neck so well, a little blemish is irrelevant to its effect.

"Can I live here for a while? The rent is five times the normal rate. I can do all the housework, and I'm good at cooking." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "It won't cause you any trouble."

Qiu Zeyao was a little moved, but only a little bit, he tensed his expression: "You can rent a high-end apartment outside at this price. The environment is much better than here, and you don't need to be someone's housekeeper."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was very frank: "But with you, I can obtain information about the organization and the Metropolitan Police Department at the same time."

Qiuzawa Yao?

"I won't reveal anything," he said in a cold voice.

"Compared to the ordinary police who are stared at 24 hours, a person who has lost his identity is more useful. You and your friend must have spent a lot of effort to protect me. I can do whatever I can. Speak." Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression was sincere.

"No, か... The guy doesn't need it, and neither do I."

It took a lot of effort to save the undercover agent at the risk of being cleaned up by the organization, but in the end he didn't ask for anything in return, and everyone would think he was a saint.

Qiu Zeyao knew that he had a reason to do it, but he couldn't say, "We already got what we wanted."

Getting what he wanted...is it the very act of saving him?

To talk about the usefulness of this matter, Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered, the only thing he could think of was a commutation of the sentence.

He then said: "I can help apply as a tainted witness."

Qiu Ze Yao shook his head.

His mission should have been completed before the organization collapsed, and it would not be left for the trial or interrogation.

So it doesn't matter how these things are, Mr. A is waiting for Toru Amuro to turn against him, but he just wants to express his determination to abandon the dark and turn to the light, so that they will not stand in the opposite position and the relationship will deteriorate in the end.

"If you have to help, keep it a secret for us," he said. "As for the accommodation, you can stay if you want to. The rent is not required. The rest is as you said... The guest room is empty. Buy what you need."

Through the conversation just now, he has fully understood the opponent's determination to fight the organization to the end.

Although it is a bit surprising, after all, Zhu Fu Jingguang is gentle and gentle on the surface, but in fact, his character also has a rebellious side. It actually makes sense to have such a decision...

In short, his mission has been completed, and it doesn't matter whether Zhu Fu Jingguang is dead or alive...

Although this is the truth, if a person really dies, wouldn't he waste so much effort, at least he has to live to the age of eighty and become a toothless grandpa to be worthy of him!

At that time, five people will gather at a table in the nursing home to play UNO. If you add a lover, it will be exactly ten people.

Qiu Zeyao nodded secretly, and when he looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, he seemed to have foreseen the future of the five old men who couldn't get their teeth together. If you stay, go to sleep on the sofa."

He signaled the direction of the door.