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

Fūya Rei stepped forward and faced the muzzle of the gun. He measured the distance and calculated the power of the bullet. After making sure that he would definitely not survive, he nodded with satisfaction.

His eyes were tinged with illusion, and the corners of his eyes faintly shone with the light of embracing a beautiful dream. With a broken smile on his lips, he said: "Gin-kun, shoot quickly. You are such a kind person, you will definitely not refuse someone's last wish."

He pleaded earnestly, "Please, take me away from this fake and oxidized world."

Gin: The hand holding the gun was shaking slightly.

He could easily tell that this guy was truly speaking from the heart.

Gin frowned and squeezed out a word from his throat: "You lunatic!"

Seeing that the new personality's hand was about to move, as if wanting to come up and pull the trigger himself, Gin decisively put the gun into his pocket.

Seeing this action, Furuya Rei realized that his goal would not be achieved.

He can't die.

Furiya Rei was extremely sad. He glared at Gin and said harshly, "Tsk!"

Vodka: !!

You dare to cut Big Brother? You are so brave!

The veins on Gin's forehead jumped, and he asked through gritted teeth: "Answer my question, who are you?"

Fūya Reiichi tossed his hair, revealed a vibrant smile, and said in a cheerful and cheerful voice, "You can call me Conductor."

In contrast to his tone, there was a pair of very close purple-gray eyes with a smile in them. They were beautiful and empty, as if they wanted to drag everyone who looked at him into the abyss. The dead silence emanating from the bones was chilling.

Gin took a deep breath and confirmed that the guy in front of him was more difficult to deal with than the detective and Bourbon.

He didn't bother to pay attention to Amuro Toru, who had changed into a new personality, and said to Qingchuan Masato: "Take him to the psychiatric department."

Qingchuan Masato looked up and met the commander's half-smiling eyes. He felt a chill quickly spreading down his spine and was frightened for a moment, not daring to move.

Gin really wanted to shoot the commander in the forehead, but he couldn't. This guy's brain was the treasure of the organization and could not be damaged in any way.

He grabbed Furuya Rei and dragged him towards the psychiatric department.

Fūya Rei was dragged lazily, and excitedly said some words that made people's blood pressure soar.

"Wow, Gin-chan's arms are really strong. You can tell he exercises regularly."

Then he changed the subject, his tone high and passionate: "You can definitely strangle me to death with one hand, try it now, quickly."

Gin could no longer bear it and punched Fūya Rei in the eye. Seeing him collapse to the ground in a daze, he sneered, "You'd better behave yourself."

Furiya Rei looked at Gin coldly and said harshly, "Trash."

The veins on Gin's forehead were popping and his blood pressure was rising.

He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice to the timid Vodka beside him: "Drag him to the psychiatric department."

Vodka's face fell and he said pitifully, "Yes, big brother."

After Vodka dragged the man away, Gin opened the organization's intranet to check under whose name the hospital was registered.

His eyes fell on a familiar name - Chris Wynyard.

Gin raised his eyebrows, Vermouth?

He smiled maliciously. Wasn't that woman very concerned about the detective?

It just so happens that the command is in the property under her name, so she can solve any problems.

After getting rid of the big trouble, Gin felt relieved and sent an email to Vermouth who was still in the United States. Then he went to a dead corner to contact the Boss and report the command situation.

After being dragged to the psychiatric department by Vodka, Fūya Ling looked straight at the long-legged nurse who was walking towards him. His body moved subconsciously, and he smoothly broke away from Vodka's control and came in front of the nurse.

As the nurse and Vodka stared in amazement, he grasped the nurse's fingertips, his voice soft and gentle, his eyes tender and affectionate: "No wonder I've worked so hard for so long and am still alive and well. It turns out it was all to meet a dazzling, bright, and loving beauty like you. Your angelic white dress ripples in my heart, and your crescent-shaped smiling eyes make my heart beat fast."

"Beautiful nurse, are you willing to die with me?" Furuya Ling said sincerely, "I believe that as long as we die together, we will definitely reach Yomi Hirasaka safely."

Vodka: !!

My whole body was frozen like a stone.

Nurse: ...?

She understood the blond youth's heartfelt invitation, glanced at the 'Psychiatry' sign behind her, and said in a coaxing tone, "Then you should first work hard to treat your illness and take your medicine properly. When you recover, we can discuss committing suicide for love."

After being rejected, Rei Furuya suddenly came to his senses. He tried his best to ignore the crazy thoughts in his mind, such as "I'm so sad that no one committed suicide for love," and the shame he felt for his previous behavior. With tears in his eyes, he thought, the nurse is really reliable. Fortunately, she refused.

Otherwise, the worried master would drag him to death.

Fūya Rei's expression twisted. What was going on with this worrywart? His mental pollution was simply too strong.

Vodka watched all this happen: ...

I have something to complain about.

But thinking about the harassment the commander had just given to the eldest brother, the damage was too great for him to control, so he decided to just give up and endure it.

Vodka felt that everything was a dream, but after not seeing each other for a long time, the detective became the commander.

He glanced at the commander who stood up in disappointment, with horror and retreat in his eyes behind his sunglasses.

It is not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill someone.

No, the organization doesn’t care about this.

Because the organization values ​​the commander so much, there may be no punishment even if he is killed.

"Vodka-kun." Furuya Rei suddenly called out.

He was actually very reluctant to call this guy, mainly because Vodka's resentful gaze inexplicably gave him goosebumps.

He rubbed his arms with a chill and said grimly, "If you look at me with such a disgusting look again, I will dig it out and use it as a bullet."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the corners of Jōguchi Zero's mouth almost twitched.

This person seems a bit cruel.

Vodka, who was warned, looked up and met the commander's empty purple-gray eyes that seemed to be immersed in endless dark mud. He shuddered.

Can't be bothered.

The detective, Bourbon, and the conductor are all untouchable.

Vodka turned his face away from her heart and stammered, "Well, the doctor is waiting inside, go in by yourself."

Fūya Ling gave him a deep look, chuckled, and walked into the outpatient clinic with relaxed steps.

Twenty minutes later, Vodka's cell phone rang.

yes, Sir.

As soon as he answered the phone, his elder brother's gritted teeth voice came over him with scorching anger.

"I told you to keep an eye on the conductor, and this is how you do it?"

Vodka looked confused: "Brother, what happened? He is in the psychiatric ward."

Gin was furious: "...idiot!"

You can feel Gin's speechless and heart attack through the phone.

Before Vodka could ask, Gin ordered, "Bring the command downstairs before the police arrive at the hospital!"