Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

In the elevator that was descending steadily, Karasuma Soshin was holding a refrigerator in his right hand and standing one step behind Karasuma Butler.

The ceiling light installed on the top of the elevator casts a large area of cold white light, illuminating the control panel on one side of the elevator door.

As the numbers on the panel gradually scrolled down, the sounds of gunfire and fighting could no longer be heard.

This elevator was hidden deep in Karasuma Renya's study and had an independent power supply. Successive explosions did not affect its normal operation. The number on the indicator panel finally scrolled to minus nine.

It stopped on the ninth floor underground.

The elevator door opened, and the butler Karasuma came up, also wearing a black suit and no gloves, but with wrinkles all over the back of his hands, showing his old age.

"gentlemen."

"Master."

Behind Butler Karasuma were various signal lights lit up under the bright white light, ticking one after another, and various medical equipment were in normal operation.

In the middle, a silver-white culture chamber stood there quietly.

The layout of everything is almost exactly the same as the top-floor experimental area.

If there is any difference, the most noticeable one is that in the western corner of the culture chamber there are a bunch of machines and equipment that are not found in the top-floor experimental area.

And next to it is a scaled replica of Karasuma Renya's study desk.

Along with all the chairs, documents, and computer equipment, it does not affect Karasuma Renye from working on the spot at all.

In fact, the files and computer stuff that appeared here were still lying leisurely on the desk in the study on the top floor a few days ago.

Occasionally you can get some sun.

What Elias saw when he broke into the study was, from the very beginning, an empty shell with nothing but appearance.

If he had been a little more cautious and suspicious, a little more patient, he would have opened the documents on the desk and taken a look.

Maybe we can realize the problem sooner.

Unfortunately, Elias was eager for revenge at that time. After entering the study, he went straight behind the screen and did not even look towards the desk.

After asking about all the preparations, Karasuma Renya tore off the disguise on his face, revealing his true face, and opened the phone handed to him by Karasuma Butler.

After sending the order to Gin to deal with all the personnel of Mingjing as soon as possible, Karasuma Renya was just about to ask Champagne and Rum how the plan was being carried out.

An unread email signed with the code name Champagne suddenly popped up.

Vaguely sensing something, Karasuma Renya frowned slightly and opened the email.

The next second, his expression changed suddenly.

——Rum is dead.

The concise content of the email was enough for Karasuma Renya to instantly understand the deep meaning behind the matter without having to explain the whole story.

Karasuma Soshin, who clearly heard the email alert, lowered his eyes slightly. Then, at Karasuma Renya's questioning, he raised his eyes and smiled with his lips curled up.

This was the first time he showed such a smile in front of Karasuma Renya, without any coldness, and at first glance there was only pure happiness in his smile.

The already handsome face seemed to be injected with a new vitality because of this smile, so dazzling that Karasuma Renya felt it was irritating and unfamiliar.

"Father, you don't think I did it, do you?"

Seeing that Karasuma Renya had a gloomy face and was extremely unhappy, Karasuma Soshin still had a smile in his eyes, but explained in a very cold tone:

“Although I do want Rum to die more than anyone else in the world, I never like to do thankless tasks.

You promised me that once this is over, you would give the rum to me and let me do whatever I want with it.

Why should I go to such lengths to provoke your anger?"

"Besides, I won't let him die so easily."

As the coldness in his words gradually deepened, the smile in Karasuma Soshin's eyes was gradually replaced by indifference.

"is it?"

At this time, Karasuma Renya's expression relaxed.

The gloomy mood that was clearly seen by Karasuma Soshin disappeared without a trace almost in an instant.

It's like it never happened.

"If it were anyone else, you really wouldn't do that."

"But for you, no matter what, Edogawa Yuuki will always be the exception that makes you make an exception."

"Am I right? Cang Xin."

At this point, there is no point in investigating the cause of Rum's death, not to mention that Rum's life and death have already been determined.

But Rum shouldn't and can't die at this time.

When Whiskey heard that Karasuma Renya didn't call him by his code name, but instead used the name that he had never acknowledged but was firmly attached to him, he laughed softly.

She stared directly into Karasuma Renya's eyes, which were devoid of any warmth, and replied to him very brazenly:

"Indeed it is."

"But Rum is already dead. Are you still going to bother me over a worthless dead person?"

Rum may have had some weight in Karasuma Renya's heart in the past. Regardless of other things, at least the loyalty that was expressed overtly and covertly was something that Whiskey thought it would never be able to achieve.

It’s a pity that in order to become the leader of the Crows and firmly control such a huge otherworld organization, Karasuma Renye has always needed and valued more than just loyalty.

If so, then while Rum was struggling for his destiny that could be cut off at any time, Whiskey, which always interrupted his plans at the critical moment, would not be so smooth every time.

During this period, I didn't receive even a word of blame.

Not to mention stopping his actions.

As for now…

"Please rest assured that what you are worried about may indeed be happening, but the outcome will never be the worst."

The certainty in Whiskey's tone caused Karasuma Renya's pupils to shrink slightly, and his expression became gloomy and unclear.

But soon, he was relieved.

The fleeting relaxation between his eyebrows was accurately captured by Whiskey, and then the corners of Whiskey's eyes trembled slightly.

The topic of Rum's death seemed to end here.

In the closed space where there were only three of them, when the voices of conversation stopped, everything seemed to be quietly paused by an invisible hand.

Amid the gentle humming of the machines and equipment,

Karasuma Renya, who was only thinking about getting a new life, was not in a hurry to carry out the experiment that had eliminated all external dangers.

He actually sat down on the chair, turned on the computer, opened the files, and started processing.

The refrigerator that Whiskey had been carrying all the way lay quietly on the floor after being taken over and inspected by Butler Karasuma.

Butler Karasuma, who was silent from beginning to end, continued to perform his duties as Karasuma Renye's personal butler. Whiskey, whose wounds on his body made his presence felt all the time, was no longer as close as before.

Standing alone against the wall.

He lowered his eyes quietly and silently, gazing at the small patch of silver-white floor with a metallic luster under his feet.

The peaceful situation formed by different purposes makes the atmosphere of the entire underground experimental area quiet and harmonious.

But whether it was Karasuma Renya, Whiskey, or Karasuma Butler, they all knew it.

This false calm will not last long.

...

Tokyo, around eleven o'clock at night,

If the situation at Whiskey could barely be called calm, then for Tokyo at this moment, calm had already become a piece of rag that had been torn into pieces, with not even the residue left to pick up.

To describe this natural disaster as a rare EF-5 tornado would be an understatement of the chaos tonight.

It had been snowing for several hours straight, and it was freezing cold and late at night.

As the capital of Japan, it is a bustling city with a high popularity and a constant stream of tourists.

No matter how glamorous and extravagant the past was, attracting countless people to linger, it should be a little less noisy now.

However, it is precisely because fate is always so capricious that this word appeared in this world.

Even though he was on the red side, Kudo Yusaku, who was the ceiling of reasoning, was helpless for a moment when faced with the chaos that currently covered the entire Tokyo.

Of course, this dilemma is not just for Kudo Yusaku alone, but includes the entire Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency, and even high-level officials from all parties who have been hiding in the dark and have never shown up.

No one had ever imagined that sitting in their opponent's seat was not only a black organization, but also a top underworld force that is now recognized in Japan and cannot be compared with any other.

——Mud attend the meeting.

Looking back at those two nightmarish riots, and looking at the chaotic situation today, it seems that a third riot could break out at any time.

Even Zhu Fu Gao Ming, who had been far away in Nagano and had not personally experienced the two riots, felt his scalp tingling and had no idea where to start.

Not to mention the other people who witnessed those two riots.

In the brightly lit central conference room of the Metropolitan Police Department, the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, who had put a lot of effort into the events of the past few days, all looked heavy-hearted after listening to the latest situation report.

Outside the Metropolitan Police Department, in the night where lights were out of reach and darkness was looming, champagne also changed its face.

The thick clouds blocked the moonlight tightly, and the snow gradually fell silently.

Some fell into the water of Tokyo Bay, and some were spread on the champagne umbrella.

By the shore of Tokyo Bay, Champagne, dressed in black, held an umbrella in one hand and looked into the distance with a distant gaze.

The sight fell on the surface of Tokyo Bay, which no longer looked unusual.

There, is Rum's burial place.

"Wow~ wow~"

The sea water pushed by the tide hit the shore lightly or heavily, and the cold wind caressed the face while blowing deeply into Champagne's heart.

Of course, this is not because Rum is dead.

And the reason why he appeared here was not to mourn Rum.

Knowing that Rum had died in a miserable way, with not only his entire body but even his bones burned clean, his bones truly ground to dust and his ashes scattered, without a trace left, Champagne didn't feel sad at all.

If there is any, it is all blame for Rum.

Having been the head of the intelligence team for so many years, he didn't even know that the top underworld forces like Ni Canhui, who were rooted in their organization's base camp, had already been taken over by Whiskey.

It's not unfair at all that he died.

However...Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone.

Just when Champagne thought the situation was bad enough, the dice of fate in the void spun silently and shook a point for Champagne.

"What did you say!!!"