Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

As soon as they turned the corner, the two saw the so-called sick citizen.

He was a blond, dark-skinned young man in casual clothes and a detective cape. His face was slightly flushed, and he leaned weakly against the wall, clutching his chest and hunching over, coughing heartbreakingly.

The two of them suddenly widened their eyes.

——Falling valley zero!

It turned out to be their friend from the same period!

Just as Kenji Hagiwara was about to step forward, he was stopped by Jinpei Matsuda.

The two of them hid in a corner and even breathed much lighter.

There were footsteps coming from the opposite direction and finally stopped beside Furuya Rei.

The two of them took a quick look and immediately looked away. They knew clearly how perceptive people in the dark were.

But this one glance was enough for them to see a lot of things.

The man was tall and burly, with short, wavy gray hair. He had a thin face and wore a black baseball cap, black goggles with round lenses, a black jumper, leggings, an army green vest, and fingerless black gloves.

As he walked, the rhythmic sound of his black leather shoes rubbing against the ground was distinct, and his every move was filled with coldness, decisiveness and ruthlessness.

Kenji Hagiwara's nostrils twitched and his expression became extremely solemn.

He and You Xunran looked at each other, and sure enough, it was the smell of gunpowder.

Oh no, is that guy Jyoutani in danger?

The two of them subconsciously pressed their waists, but found nothing.

Only then did they remember that they had rushed out in a hurry after receiving the bomb disposal mission, and they were not wearing handcuffs or guns.

Just as they were about to charge forward, they heard the man speaking in a cold, flat tone.

"Mr. Amuro, mission accomplished."

The man shouted and then stood aside motionless.

Kenji Hagiwara's brows relaxed. After all, he knew him. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about Kofuku's life for the time being.

But, mission accomplished?

What task?

Fūya Rei relaxed, and after the stuffy pain in his lungs dissipated, he wiped away the tears that naturally welled up in his eyes, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Very good, let's go."

Cohen looked at him, seemingly frail, and asked sincerely, "Do I need to call Master Bourbon to pick you up?"

"do not want!"

Rei Furuya blurted out his refusal, looking very resistant to the proposal.

When Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda heard the name, their faces changed.

Bourbon

The perverted criminal who kidnapped his best friend, as Zhu Fu said.

What on earth had he done to make Jōgō so afraid of him?

He would never be wrong about the resistance that emanated from the bones of the same period.

When Matsuda Jinpei thought about what Koujunran and that guy Morobushi were discussing, his jawline tightened, his fists clenched tightly, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.

That bastard! He really attacked Furuya!!

Kenji Hagiwara narrowed his eyes dangerously. He could tell that the guy in front of Kofuku was not a good person either.

When he thought of what happened to Xiao Jiangu, a cold anger burned in his heart, and his eyes that were as charming as violet were filled with only icy coldness.

Oh, Kenji-chan is so angry.

The conversation over there continues.

Furiya Rei looked at the messy scene in the apartment, curled his lips in displeasure, and warned lazily, "Cohen-kun, don't do unnecessary things."

I'm standing right in front of you. Who are you calling? Who are you letting pick up?

I think you want to rip my vest off!

Cohen nodded honestly and continued, "I only killed one target. The other bomber was taken away by the police. Do you need me to go to the police station to snipe him?"

These words made the three policemen present clench their fists at the same time.

Lawless!

This is simply a provocation to the police.

Fūya Rei clenched his fists, turned his head and coughed twice, then stood up straight by holding onto the wall.

He yawned tiredly, the fever making him dizzy and unconscious.

The detective's instinctive nature emerged. He pulled a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth to refresh himself. His tone was unclear and lingering with a cold air: "I said, don't do anything unnecessary, Cohen-kun."

He looked at Cohen, his purple-gray eyes stripped of all emotion, and fixed on Cohen with an extremely indifferent, cold, and nonchalant attitude.

It feels high and mighty and inhuman.

Alien!

monster! !

Under this gaze, Cohen's pupils suddenly shrank. He couldn't tell what he was afraid of, but his instinct drove him to lower his head. The great panic that surged from the bottom of his heart made his hands and feet cold and he almost fell down.

Even though Cohen is a cold-blooded and cruel sniper, he is still a human being.

As long as one is human, he or she has weaknesses and can be threatened and controlled.

And detectives have this ability.

"...Yes, Mr. Amuro."

Cohen lowered his head and said in a compromising tone, "I'll take you back."

Fūya Rei turned and walked away, his steps weak and powerless, but his golden hair became brighter and brighter, like a camellia in full bloom, showing off his last glory.

Then, Jiang Gu's steps suddenly stopped.

Three pairs of eyes met directly, their pupils trembling.

Social death is late but it comes

Fūya Rei, who was almost fainting, was startled awake by the shock.

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He screamed silently, what the hell, how could these two guys be here? How much did he hear?

Furuya Rei's sharp X-ray eyes swept over the two of them. He chewed his lollipop expressionlessly, wailing to the heavens in his heart:

I heard it from the beginning!

When he thought of his overly immature behavior when he was in the detective role, Fūya Rei's ears turned red and he felt extremely ashamed.

This fucking thing can even hit!

He clenched his fists, wanting to punch each of them.

It would be best if they could lose their memory.

Jinpei Matsuda: My sunglasses almost fell off in shock.

The sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose, and the pair of cyan eyes stared at Fūya Rei, and he was shocked.

What's wrong with this guy Furuya? His condition is too out of control.

This is fucking mentally wrong, isn't it?

Aren't you just a poor little idiot who can be bullied by everyone? Why is your aura suddenly so terrifying? Even the killer is scared by you!

Hagiwara Kenji squeezed his wrist hard, and the pain pulled him out of the inhuman aura of his classmate.

But looking at the desolate and terrifying ice field deep in the eyes of his colleague, which looked like the ice field of Mount Fuji that never melts all year round, he felt only filled with anger.

This was the second time that Kenji Hagiwara met Rei Furuya after graduating from the police academy.

Last time was at a convenience store.

But each time he encountered Rei Furuya, the feeling he had was worse than the last.

Last time, he was like a cherry blossom that had blossomed and withered. He fell into depravity as it slowly rotted, and despaired in his depravity.

But this time, he was trying hard to stay rational on the edge of madness, but his emotions began to fade and turned into indifference that made him feel detached from the world.

The rebirth after the personality collapse made him feel a chill in his heart.

What exactly do those people want to turn Xiaojianggu into!

A god who is heartless and desireless yet endures the suffering of the world?

No matter what the result is, the process must be extremely painful.

What on earth are the police doing? Are they just letting Xiao Jiangu be bullied?