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……

The time will be one day later.

After Qi Ming finished dealing with the last undercover police officer, Amuro Tooru received a picture sent by Qi Ming.

Do you want Hellfire?

Qi Ming is still alive!

This was the first thought that flashed through Amuro Tooru's mind after he saw that message.

There was no other reason than that he had been an undercover agent in this dark organization for a long time and knew the ruthless and extremely dangerous nature of its members very well.

In his memory, only Qi Ming would send out such bizarre and incomprehensible messages.

Moreover, every time someone died before, Qi Ming would send him the same message.

"Damn it..."

Amuro Tooru clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.

However, at this moment, compared to the anger in his heart, Amuro Tooru felt more of a deep sense of confusion and bewilderment.

How exactly did Qi Ming manage to do that?

Although in previous meetings he firmly believed that Qi Ming was not truly dead.

But now that the ghost has truly returned and presented such a generous "gift," he suddenly becomes somewhat at a loss.

Does this guy really have cloning technology?

Artificial intelligence, cloning technology, and various strange equipment that appeared during battles with the Self-Defense Forces.

Amuro Tooru felt a sense of absurdity.

This person looks like they stepped out of a movie.

He doesn't belong in this world at all.

Amuro Tooru shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts.

Qi Bu Lai Ming, Qi Ge Hao Ming...

If it really is cloning technology, then there is one very important thing he needs to confirm now.

Having made up his mind, Amuro Tooru immediately returned to the room where they had held their meeting.

……

The room was unusually quiet. Shuichi Akai and his companions had already left to carry out an FBI plan.

At this moment, only Kuroda Hyōe remained in the large room, engrossed in reading the documents.

Boom!

A loud banging opened the door, startling Kuroda Heibei, who was engrossed in reading documents.

He raised his head with slight dissatisfaction, looked at Amuro Tooru at the door, his brows furrowed, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

"What kind of rash behavior is this! Didn't I tell you to go and inform the other side? Why are you back so soon?"

Amuro Tooru seemed to completely disregard Kuroda Hyōe's accusations and directly kissed his superior on the lips.

“He is not dead. You know very well who I am talking about.”

Upon hearing this, Kuroda Hyōe's expression instantly turned serious.

After a moment of silence, Kuroda Hyōe let out a long sigh.

"Furuya, I'm telling you one last time, Madeira and Qi Ming are dead."

Amuro Tooru stared at Kuroda Hyōe and slowly said:

"But he is still alive."

"..."

This conversation sounds a bit crazy at first glance.

However, they both knew what the other was thinking as they looked at each other.

After a long silence, Kuroda Hyōe finally broke the silence and asked:

"What did he send you this time?"

Amuro Tooru walked straight ahead and handed his cell phone to Kuroda Hyoue.

"They're dead."

"..."

"Currently, I need some information to verify my guesses and ideas, but I simply cannot do that with my current permissions."

Amuro Tooru said to Kuroda Heibei with a solemn expression.

Kuroda Hyōe did not respond immediately, his gaze remaining fixed on the text message on Amuro Tooru's phone.

Time passed slowly, and after what seemed like an eternity, he finally took a deep breath.

Are you sure you want to pursue this further?

Kuroda Hyōe stared at Amuro Tooru.

Amuro Tooru did not immediately answer the question.

Instead, he asked Kuroda Hyōe in return:

"It seems you know something that even I was kept in the dark about."

"Then may I ask, what was your purpose in keeping this from us and making everyone believe that Qi Ming was indeed dead?"

"hehe."

Kuroda Hyoue chuckled softly.

"You know how this society works. If someone says he's dead, then he's dead, even if you have evidence."

After speaking, Kuroda Hyōe paused briefly, then remained silent for a short while, seemingly lost in thought.

Then Kuroda Heibei took out the key and opened the cabinet.

After fumbling around for a while, he pulled out a cell phone.

The phone looked quite special, as if it were custom-made; it was heavy, like a black brick.

Compared to today's smartphones that are as thin as a coin, this phone can only be described as bulky, almost as heavy as a bag.

"Here you go, take this phone."

Kuroda Hyoue handed the phone to Amuro Tooru, adding, "Connect it to your computer, and you can find all the information you need. I'll send you the account."

Amuro Tooru nodded slightly and reached out to take the phone.

However, just as Amuro Tooru turned to leave the room, Kuroda Hyōe suddenly called out:

"I still want to tell you."

Amuro Tooru stopped and turned around with a hint of doubt, his gaze meeting Kuroda Hei's single eye.

Kuroda Hyōe slowly stood up, moved to the window, turned his back to Amuro Tooru, and said softly:

"Actually, I also enjoy seeking the truth."

"However, now that I truly understand the so-called truth, I only feel a deep sense of powerlessness, confusion about the world, and an indescribable fear."

Kuroda Hyōe turned his head slightly, his gaze passing over Amuro Tooru's shoulder, and earnestly instructed him:

"Qi Ming is dead; that's my advice."

Amuro Tooru glanced at Kuroda Hei's retreating figure, said nothing, and walked out of the room with a resolute look in his eyes.

He couldn't understand what Kuroda Hyōe meant.

Don't pursue Qi Ming any further.

But Amuro Tooru will not give up.

Even if he truly no longer has the will to resist.

Whenever he sees the photos Qi Ming sends, the ghosts in those photos whisper in his ear.

"..."

Hearing the banging on the door behind him, Kuroda sighed inwardly and then picked up the phone.

All he can do now is contact people to handle the aftermath.

……

Amuro Tooru didn't waste time doing anything else pointless and drove straight home.

As soon as he got home and entered the living room, he couldn't wait to open his laptop.

The familiar startup sound played, and after he connected his phone to the computer, the screen flickered and automatically redirected to a seemingly simple page.

Amuro Tooru then typed his account name on the keyboard and then typed "Qi Ming" into the search box.

[Unclassified wanted criminal: Qi Ming (deceased, case closed)]