Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Hibiki has always known very clearly that he can become a senior code member who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Macallan and others.

He can be regarded as a special existence in the equipment group and be treated differently by everyone who knows him.

It was never because of how smart he was, nor because his sniping skills were so strong that no one could replace him.

The root of everything comes from the fact that he is a child raised by Whiskey, the leader of the equipment team.

But this doesn't mean that he really has no brains.

For a long time in the past, Karasuma Soshin would take Hibiki with him almost everywhere he went.

And during most of this time, Xiang had been staying quietly within the range of Karasuma Soshin's sight.

Calculate and plan, make decisions, and manipulate people's hearts...

Karasuma Soshin seldom taught Xiang these things on purpose, but he also never deliberately avoided him.

Under the influence of his surroundings, although Xiang did not grow into the second Karasuma Soshin, some things were ingrained into his bones.

Therefore, when Xiang saw the white Mazda through the sniper rifle scope for the first time, he made a subconscious decision in his heart.

Bourbon shouldn't be here.

Unless, Bourbon had never been loyal to the organization.

Or... being disloyal to your Lordship.

Official undercover?

Or... a traitor who is loyal to Rum?

Two speculations kept fighting in Xiang's mind.

While thinking, Xiang saw a white Mazda parked steadily in the parking lot of Tokyo Police Hospital. The car was turned off, but no one got out.

Thinking back to a few minutes ago, the senior public security official named Kuroda Hei was the one who arrived before Amuro Toru and was having a close conversation with Vermouth.

Believing that Toru Amuro's identity was different and having doubts about his position, Xiang blinked and had an idea.

"Om~"

The sudden vibration of a cell phone broke the silence in the car. The moment he saw the caller, Toru Amuro's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Even the already tense nerves were stretched even further.

"Bourbon."

Amid the quiet sound of the wind on the phone, a call that sounded a little far away was heard.

"Why are you at Tokyo Police Hospital?"

Amuro Toru's eyelids twitched again.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Xiang must be lurking at a sniper point near the Tokyo Police Hospital, so he asked him this question with such certainty.

Who will be his target?

The leader of Ming Whale?

Or...Commander Kuroda?

While making guesses, Toru Amuro naturally knew that Xiang had doubts about his identity and position.

If the person here is not him, a video call is enough to expose this lie. Besides, there is no point in making up such a lie at this time.

but…

"I didn't expect that you would be the sniper this time. It seems that Lord Rum still has some precautions against me."

"What do you mean?"

Xiang's straightforward question was met with a low smile from Amuro Toru, with an undisguised coldness in his voice.

"It's said that Champagne raised Castelle as his daughter, and Master Whiskey is no less impressive, raising you to be so naive.

I've made it so obvious, yet you still ask me what I mean."

As if he was shocked by Xiang's innocence, after a pause, Xiang, who was lying on the rooftop, heard a voice coming from the phone half an arm's length away from him:

"Xiang, since we were partners and worked well together, I will be your free teacher for the last time today."

“Master Whiskey saved me from danger, treated me well, and cultivated me with great care. I am truly grateful.

But that’s all.”

"In the equipment group, I am nominally a senior code member on par with McAllen and his team, but compared to the others, I only have a few low-level informants under my command, except for the newly promoted Fino.

Moreover, these informants were gathered when I was working for Rum.”

In the deep night when the snow stopped, even the wind seemed unwilling to stay.

Listening to the faint sound of the wind on the phone that gradually became difficult to hear, Toru Amuro looked at the residual light of the street lamp cast in front of the car window, and put the final end to this answer.

“Neon is the restricted area that gentleman set for Whiskey. He couldn’t bear to part with you, his carefully cultivated confidants, so he chose me specifically.

From the beginning, this was a price-tag transaction.”

Toru Amuro looked out the window quietly.

In the cell phone in his pocket with the screen turned off, an email that he had quickly typed out and sent during the conversation had successfully arrived at the recipient's mailbox a few minutes ago.

Xiang on the other end knew nothing about this.

However, the reason why he called Toru Amuro while on a sniper mission was never because he wanted an explanation from Bourbon.

But...

"Click."

The sound of Xiang pulling the trigger was very small, and coupled with the distance of the phone and the slight sound of the wind, Amuro Toru should not have been able to hear it.

But inexplicably, Toru Amuro on the other end of the phone heard it.

Then, his heart beat violently and his pupils trembled uncontrollably.

"boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground coming from the earphone stunned Amuro Toru for a moment.

'There's a sniper!'

"Commander Kuroda!!!"

Amid the hurried and chaotic footsteps, a familiar cry of shock and grief shattered the last bit of hope in Toru Amuro's heart.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

That was the sound of Toru Amuro's heart beating violently.

Not hearing any calls for a doctor in the headset, he closed his eyes, suppressed the sadness in his eyes, and slowly relaxed his grip on the phone.

At the same time, after firing the gun, Xiang put the gun into the gun bag in a few seconds and retreated downstairs quickly.

The mobile phone that was in communication was hung up and turned off immediately after the shooting. Even the SIM card was broken and thrown into the green forest covered with snow when he retreated downstairs.

Kazami Yuya, who had been cautious all the way, rushed up as fast as he could, but he only had time to witness Kuroda Heibei's death after he fell to the ground.

In a pool of blood,

Kuroda Heibei, who had just been thinking about how to use the things he got from the leader of Mingjing to inflict maximum damage on the Black Organization, fell there.

The only thing left in the dilated pupils is the unwillingness to die with eyes open.

For a moment, as if sensing Kuroda Heibei's unwillingness, the wind, which had been roaring since the beginning of winter, suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the snow that had stopped falling earlier suddenly started falling again.

A piece of goose feather snow floated down from the clouds, swaying and falling into Kuroda Heibei's intact eye, which was open until his death.

At 9:13 that evening, Heibei Kuroda, a management officer of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, was attacked and killed at the entrance of the inpatient building of the Tokyo Police Hospital.

When the news was passed back to the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency, this attack, which almost happened under her nose, naturally did not escape Vermouth's eyes.

While the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency were shocked and outraged by the news, Vermouth was also very surprised.

After all, in the original plan, Xiang’s mission for tonight did not include assassinating senior public security officials.

The main reason for arranging him to stay near the Tokyo Police Hospital was to serve as a backup to ensure the safe evacuation of Vermouth in case something unexpected happened.

They never expected that the plan would go smoothly. As a backup, Xiang would actually snipe Kuroda Heibei from a distance. Vermouth, who played an important role in the plan, rechecked the ward.

After making sure there were no eavesdropping devices in the ward, I sat on the sofa and waited while wondering what the problem was.

Did Whiskey give some additional instructions when he sent people over?

But why did he choose to team up with her?

If Whiskey really had other plans, shouldn't he have gone for Rum first? What was the point of targeting her?

The series of unexpected events made it impossible for the usually insightful Vermouth to analyze anything useful.

I can only wait for Xiang's follow-up response.

However, at this moment, Xiang really didn't have time to explain the reason to Vermouth.

The speeding wheels quickly pressed over the snow, and in a flash, a small black car drove from the small road into the main road and merged into the endless flow of traffic.

Become one of the inconspicuous ones.

But not long after, Xiang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, discovered that there were police cars with lights on at several intersections ahead.

Next to a sign that read "Inspection", fully armed police officers stopped every car passing through the intersection.

Following the trajectory of the ballistic missile all the way to the sniper point, Takeshi Tachibana stood with a sullen face on the rooftop where Xiang had once stood.

Then, he spoke into the phone with a tone that was even heavier than his expression:

"I have reached the sniper point where the murderer shot Inspector Kuroda.

After searching the scene, it was confirmed that the murderer was located northwest of Tokyo Police Hospital at the time of the crime, with a straight-line distance of... 1,300 yards. "

At the end of his words, Tachibana Takeshi paused subtly.

However, no one on the other end of the line noticed this.

At this moment, what everyone paid attention to and was shocked to the point of being unable to speak for a long time was what Tachibana Takeshi mentioned at the end, regarding the sniper range of the murderer when he committed the crime.

On a snowy night, at a distance of 1,300 yards, a precise sniper shot pierced the target's head, killing him with one shot.

There is no doubt that this is a top sniper who is so outstanding that even describing him as excellent might be considered an insult.

If such a person appeared on their side, it would naturally be a great thing, but now, there is a top sniper from a hostile force.

Or the same assailant who had just sniped and killed their police management.

The top police officers who thought they had overestimated the Black Organization, a criminal organization whose real name is unknown and only known by its nickname, were once again dumbfounded by the news.

Of course, they weren't the only ones shocked.

Taking advantage of the manpower and geographical advantages, Toru Amuro received the news almost simultaneously.

The spot check and search, obstacle clearance and snow removal operations, which were directed by the public security behind the scenes, had been carried out in an orderly manner for more than half an hour.

Not surprisingly, no information was received regarding Xiang.

Inside the turned-off Mazda RX-7, the residual light from the street lamp passed through the front windshield and projected squarely onto the center console.

The snow silently piled up layer by layer on the hood of the car, and also piled up layer by layer in Toru Amuro's heart.

The death of Kuroda Heibei undoubtedly brought a huge mental shock to Amuro Toru.

After all, ever since he had the memories of his past life, with the help of these memories, although he had encountered hardships along the way, he always ended up being successful.

It's a pity that Amuro Toru rethought his plan thousands of times in his heart, but he didn't take into account his elder Shangguan, who was still alive and well in his past life's memory until his death.

In this life, I will die with my eyes open in this night when the smoke of gunpowder is just beginning to rise.

Even now, Toru Amuro still can't calm down.

Various faint sounds kept echoing in my mind, and various images kept flashing.

But he knew even more deeply that every minute and every second at this moment was precious, and if he really spent all of it immersed in sadness, it would not only affect the future situation.

There are many more lives lost.

However, when he saw the secret information sent by Yuya Kazami, Toru Amuro was unable to maintain his calm expression.

After being shocked, he came to his senses and thought more and couldn't help but sigh:

"Whiskey is even more ruthless than I thought."

He could even abandon the child he had raised so completely.

At the same time,

Vermouth, who received the message a little later, stared at the phone that had been silent for a long time, and felt a very similar sigh to Toru Amuro.

The limited information prevented her from deducing much, but she did get a glimpse of the meaning behind the intelligence.

A sniper who hides his true strength is undoubtedly an excellent hidden card. If used properly, it will definitely become a trump card that will ensure victory in attacking the enemy.

But now, this good card that should have been used at a critical moment has been revealed here.

Not against Rum, and certainly not against that guy.

But it is used here,

Just use it completely as a chess piece to make the best use of it.

Even though she knew Whiskey had a cold personality, his methods were sometimes so fierce that she felt scared and ashamed of herself.

Vermouth still couldn't help feeling frightened.

It’s okay for someone like Beatrice who had no connection with him in the past, but Xiang was a child raised by Whiskey.

After so many years, even if you have a dog, you should have some feelings for it.

but…

Since Hibiki has been thrown out as an attractive chess piece, could it really be that Whiskey is plotting against just Kuroda Heibei this time?

Is it Rum, or... that one?

Tiny rays of light flowed gently from Vermouth's eyes.

While waiting, the phone, which had been silent for a long time, finally made a move.

Vermouth lowered her head and glanced, thinking that it was Xiang who had escaped from the pursuers, arrived at a safe place, saw the message she sent, and wrote back to her.

Unexpectedly, the next second after she clicked on the message, she was stunned on the spot, followed by a look of disbelief.

How can it be……