Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

As the days pass by and everything in the world gradually enters the last month of the year, the person who finds it most difficult to accept that time passes so quickly is Rum.

Even when you learn that the organization's experiments have achieved unprecedented results and that immortality is no longer a fantasy, but a reality within reach.

I couldn't feel the slightest bit of happiness.

Recently, Rum, who wakes up from nightmares almost every night, has not had a good night's sleep for almost half a year.

In the first half of the year he was full of confidence and was determined to achieve some results so that he could regain protection and avoid the sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

By the second half of the year, all that remained was a growing fear.

Time and again, plans either had problems here or there.

After finally seeing something going well, an unexpected event occurred at the last minute.

And from the very first moment, even without any evidence, Rum knew that whiskey was involved.

But we have taken precautions and used encryption methods in an endless stream.

To this day, the results of his efforts to obtain asylum are still dismal.

For this reason, Rum had also gone to Karasuma Renye to complain and seek a glimmer of sympathy.

However, all I got was indifference.

Since then, part of Rum's emotions have gradually developed in an extremely negative direction.

A series of side effects such as insomnia and nightmares follow.

But underneath all this is the calm and rationality that Rum always maintains at a high frequency.

Even though his heartstrings were stretched to the point of breaking, with strong negative emotions tightly wrapped around his neck, most of the time Rum's anger and smashing of things were still just a disguise to deceive people.

Even when Vermouth entered the core experimental base and cooperated with relevant experimental observations, he took this opportunity to catch many of Vermouth's subordinates.

Then, before Vermouth left the core experimental base, she swallowed up a considerable portion of the power and authority that originally belonged to her.

When Vermouth found out, she was very angry, but in the end she was unable to get back the things that Rum had already swallowed and digested.

Another internal fight between them made other people in the organization feel very excited.

However, as time approaches December, no matter how calm I am, I will face the fact that the countdown to my life is only a two-digit number starting with 12.

The fear that had been lingering in Rum's heart for quite some time couldn't stop spreading outward.

Just waiting for an opportunity to either erupt completely or be completely resolved.

And this opportunity soon came to him.

...

Swiss Lion - Zurich,

The weather before the rain falls from the clouds is often gray and depressing.

Zurich was greeted by such a rainy and windy day on the 12th of December.

In the eyes of people with rich artistic cells and delicate emotional nerves, it can probably reflect and derive countless works and insights.

To Rum, it was just cold, nasty weather.

The chill of the winter wind was kept out, and the dim light with a gray-blue hue shone through the window, illuminating Rum's expressionless face.

In the empty room, Rum's eyes were dark without any disguise, and the computer screen in front of him was dark because it had gone into sleep mode after being unattended for a long time.

In the silence, the sky outside the window, which had been cloudy for a long time, began to rain quietly.

Even though the drizzle hit the glass windows, it did not make any sound.

I don’t know how long it rained, but suddenly, an email alert sounded, and the rum that had been placed on the chair for a long time seemed to be injected with vitality.

The dormant computer was manually awakened, and the screen soon froze on an email from the immediate boss.

Then, a phone call came in.

"For your father's sake, Rum, I'll give you one last chance."

On a quiet rainy day,

Finally seeing a glimmer of hope from Karasuma Renya, Rum couldn't help but let out a breath:

"Thank you for your kindness, but..."

“I’ll make sure Whiskey doesn’t get involved until the results come out, but as a fair price, the bets on winning and losing will be set by him.

You know this yourself. "

Rum's worries were immediately dispelled.

He was not afraid that he would miss the opportunity, nor was he afraid that the task would be extremely difficult. He was just worried that Whiskey would use other means behind his back while he was busy.

Then, the urge to cause trouble quietly emerged.

"Sir, you are aware that whiskey has hindered many of my plans before. And this time... is my last chance after all."

"So, what do you want as a guarantee, Rum?"

The voice on the other end of the phone calmly and naturally asked the question that Rum wanted to hear most.

Rum, who had been thinking a lot in an instant, gave an answer the third second after Karasuma Renya finished speaking:

"My subordinates are just a bunch of losers, not as talented as Whiskey.

Therefore, I would like to borrow Whiskey's subordinate Xiang for this mission."

After speaking sincerely, Rum immediately assured:

"Except during the mission, Hibiki can move freely. If Whiskey is worried, he can send someone to keep an eye on his movements at all times."

"If anything happens to Xiang because of me, then I will lose this round."

The speakerphone carried Rum's words clearly into every corner of an empty and quiet house on a sunny island.

Karasuma Renya was sitting here at a small round table by the window, basking in the comfortable and warm sunshine.

A gust of wind blew in from the half-open window, blowing up a corner of the document spread out beside him.

"You heard it, too. So, what's your opinion?"

In front of Rum on the other end of the phone, Karasuma Renye looked at Karasuma Soshin, who was sitting opposite him with an open book in his hands, and asked him very kindly.

The sunlight fell on Karasuma Soshin's upper body, illuminating his tall and sharp figure with exceptional clarity.

Only when you raise your eyes can you see clearly that on this man's sharp and handsome face there is a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"I have no opinion."

Looking up and meeting the gaze of Karasuma Renya, Karasuma Soshin gave his answer without any hesitation.

His tone was as indifferent as ever, without any emotion in his voice.

"Then it's settled."

Karasuma Ren'ya's words made the final decision. Realizing that Whiskey was right next to him, Rum immediately put aside all other thoughts and wisely decided to quit while he was ahead.

After exchanging a few more respectful pleasantries and saying some nice words, I ended the call with satisfaction.

the other end,

Bathed in the afternoon sun, after replying, Karasuma Soshin continued to look down and flip through the book at hand that he had already read most of.

When the call ended, I happened to finish reading the right page.

However, he did not turn to the next page, but took the bookmark beside him and placed it between the gaps in the open book.

Then he closed the book.

At the same time, a new phone call rang in the room, which had been silent for a few seconds.

“…We cannot afford to make any mistakes this time.”

"Yes."

This call was even briefer. The cold response from the other end of the line lasted less than two seconds before the call was hung up.

After making several phone calls, Karasuma Renye continued to deal with the documents at hand.

Karasuma Soshin, who seemed to be forgotten on the opposite side, listened to the whole thing in silence, while casting his gaze toward the sparkling sea in the distance outside the window.

This is not the first time such a scene has occurred.

This kind of relationship has continued since they came to this island.

Kind, gracious, generous and modest, when these words that sound like they are describing a good person are preceded by Karasuma Renya as the subject,

Apart from feeling ridiculous, Karasuma Soshin was left with only hidden disgust and growing fear in his heart.

In the silence, time passed silently. Suddenly, a voice came into Karasuma Soshin's ears.

"Be patient and wait, this year's New Year's gift will be what you wish for."

In an ambiguous tone, Karasuma Renya made his promise.

In response, Karasuma Soshin retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and replied:

"Yes."

At around three o'clock, the half-open door of the room where only the two of them and at most a crow were present was knocked on from outside.

"Sir, someone is waiting outside."

After knocking on the door as a reminder, Karasuma Butler, who was standing by the door, spoke to Karasuma Renya in a respectful tone.

Karasuma Renya stood up and walked out, then Karasuma Soshin picked up the closed book and followed him slowly.

Walking out of the door and passing through the more private living area, a group of seven or eight experimental researchers were waiting quietly in the open space outside the experimental area.

Not far behind them, a tightly closed mechanical door cut off their only access to the corridor and elevator outside.

Dressed in exactly the same way but with different body shapes and appearances, these people are not only the most valuable experimenters in the organization.

At the same time, ten days later, he was the attendee of a surgical experiment specially prepared for Karasuma Renya.

And this group of people appeared here at this moment to conduct the daily routine examination on Karasuma Renye before the surgical experiment.

As the area with the largest occupancy on the top floor, the experimental area is much larger than the living area, and of course, the capital investment is also the highest.

Any medical device and equipment inside is worth a lot of money.

During the inspection, Karasuma Soshin did not follow into the experimental area, but instead found a wall outside the door to lean against, then opened the book he brought and continued reading.

The crow that had followed him all the way folded its wings and stayed quietly on his shoulder.

It was not until the researchers walked out of the experimental area that it spread its wings and called out as a reminder.

After being reminded, Karasuma Soshin closed the book in his hand, and his eyes froze for a moment imperceptibly as he swept over the researchers walking in front of him.

Then it fell on Karasuma Renya and Karasuma Butler who were walking behind.

Similarly, after the researchers walked out of the door of the experimental area, they inevitably saw Karasuma Soshin, who was leaning against the wall in front of them, wearing black clothes and with a crow on his shoulder.

Among them, some had seen Karasuma Soshin in the previous core experimental base, while others had just arrived at this island today.

But no matter which one it was, after taking a brief look at Karasuma Soshin, no one dared to raise their eyes to take a second look.

After completing the inspection, the researchers left as quietly as they had come. Their activity area and living quarters were two floors below the top floor.

With just one phone call and at most one minute, Karasuma Renya on the top floor could see this outstanding team in full formation.

The mechanical door closed again as the researchers left.

But behind them, without them noticing, Karasuma Soshin, who had previously looked away after just one glance, now looked back at their backs again.

It was not until the mechanical door closed again that he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Karasuma Renya and Karasuma Butler, whose faces suddenly turned cold.