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Who is he looking for?Oh, so it was the person looking for him...

Understanding what Reiji Tsukishiro said, Black Feather Pirate's face froze for a moment, and he smiled awkwardly but politely.

How could the silver-haired youth know his identity?

The mysterious organization doesn't have the power to find him in just two years...then it can only be the organization in black.

When Black Feather Pirates thought of his disciple Sharon Wynyard, also known as Belmode, and the ruthless style of the organization where the other party belonged, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

It seemed he had to do something.

Without knowing the position of the silver-haired youth, Black Feather Pirate One couldn't feel at ease.

Black Feather Robber followed the other party's words, and held the young man's hand gratefully.

"Thank you for reminding me. I'm going to find my wife who is angry with me. Maybe I should buy a pearl necklace and apologize."

On the palm of the silver-haired youth, Black Feather Bandit secretly tapped a string of Morse codes with his fingertips.

For the sake of speed, he typed the password in two languages.

[Tomorrow, ten, TAP. 】

The full name of TAP is TAP Coffee, a very individual independent coffee shop.

Tsukishiro Reiji was glad that he learned the Morse code, otherwise he might not be able to understand the other party's message.

Black Feather Bandit gathered his cloak, bypassed the police, and left the scene.

The police tried to stop the suspect, but Sherlock gave him a disgusted glance.

"Don't you understand? Edward is not a murderer, at best he is a performer." Sherlock raised his chin towards the real murderer.

"Search his car, tire ruts, car pedal holes, anywhere. Blood stains can't be cleaned up in just a few minutes - why are you still standing there? Are you an older baby who enters the society one day and needs mother to teach you?"

Tsukishiro Reiji silently took a step back to leave the stage for him.

John stood side by side with the young man, waiting for Sherlock to spread his venom.

In the silence, John finally had a little illusion of sympathy with the netizens again.

It was indeed John's illusion, because Tsukishiro Reiji was reading the comments.

[Woooooooo Scotland, my Jingguang is about to receive a bento in one year. (Like 4.5w)

#1: But I remember that the mission of the liquor store was not two years after the bombing...how did it start earlier?

#2: Not ahead of time, the timeline for broadcasting was seven years ago and the end of the first year, and now it is the beginning of five years ago, two years, and it is only one year and a few months.

#3: The little detective is nineteen years old, but eighteen years old in real life. ]

[Jing Guang is looking at the little detective, huh?He also lowered his hair and sent a text message, RWKK... Wow~ To Amuro Toru! ! ! (Like 4558)

#1: "He's in England." Four words, a full stop, whoever gets it, it's me!

#2: Have you read my wife’s fanfiction, “You are the only waver on my road to righteousness”, prprpr is so good, sisters.

#3: Hiss——National sex is not advisable, I think he will be shaken for a while, love still depends on us Song Tiantian hehehe,]

Tsukishiro Reiji skillfully extracted the key information from a pile of woo woo ah ah—Scotland, bento.

Zhu Fu Jingguang actually has a bento? !

According to the information disclosed in the comments, if he remembers correctly, everyone except Toru Amuro will receive boxed lunches? ?

This is not reasonable.

There is also the content of the text message sent by Jing Guang to Toru Amuro: He is in the UK.

He shouldn't be referring to himself, but Black Feather Pirate One, right?Tsukishiro Reiji thought.

Tsukishiro Reiji took a glance, the case was solved, gradually people were allowed to leave the scene, and Zhu Fu Jingguang was not conspicuous among them.

Noticing the plausible warning eyes of the silver-haired youth, Zhu Fu Jingguang's back turned cold.

He finally knew why Toru Amuro was so wary of the other party in the first place.

Every time the other party happens to appear at the task site, it really makes people have to pay attention.

Reminiscent of the news Amuro told him a year ago, Zhu Fu Jingguang sent a text message to Amuro from another private mobile phone, hoping that the other party would be mentally prepared to see the old man.

Amuro Toru, who received the text message, understood almost instantly who his friend's "he" was referring to - Reiji Tsukishiro.

Toru Amuro paused to wipe the firearm, the maintenance oil on the barrel dripped onto the back of his hand, and flowed down the veins to his wrist.

He picked up the cloth and tried to wipe it off, but instead it spread, all over his hand.

Amuro simply put the PSG-1 sniper rifle aside.

The task of Zhu Fujingguang's wine shop is to track a person, who to track and what information he needs to get from the other party, but the organization did not explain.

And his wine quest has not been finished yet, for some reason, Toru Amuro felt a little uneasy.

Gathering his mind, he picked up the sniper rifle again, applied maintenance oil step by step and assembled it back.

With a click, he snapped the safety catch.

//

221B Baker Street is in the central area of ​​London, not far from the hotel in Lyonstein, Moon City.

He put his luggage in the hotel first, and then visited 221B.

Sherlock would never think of making tea for guests, so John got up consciously and went into the kitchen to make black tea.

"Who is looking for Edward?" Sherlock asked abruptly.

As soon as Reiji Tsukishiro entered the door, he heard him ask a straightforward question.

Sherlock sensed that the young man was hiding a secret, a very interesting secret.

"You don't need to answer, I know it's that Asian guy with black hair, wool cap, windbreaker, and a gun in his waist." He continued talking to himself.

Tsukishiro Reiji knew that deceiving Sherlock was as difficult as going to heaven.

Plus the comment mentions that Mycroft Holmes somehow represents the British government—

"A transnational terrorist organization codenamed wine." Reiji Tsukishiro confessed bluntly.

John came out of the kitchen and almost slipped when he heard "terrorist organization" suddenly.

What did he miss?How did the topic become a terrorist organization? !

He brought two cups of black tea, one for the silver-haired youth and one for himself.

Sherlock is a hopeless coffee addict and there's no need to waste a good cup of black tea.

"Politics is not within the scope of my crime consultation." Sherlock lost interest and muttered.

National security is an administration official's concern, not his.

Anyway, Mycroft would never give up his surveillance.

Sherlock knew that every sentence of 221B would be compiled into a document and placed on Mycroft's desk the next day.

But Edward is still very interesting, his camouflage skills are superb, and even the flaws are deliberately exposed to him.

Sherlock continued to think about Kuroba Pirates with great interest.

"When is his appointment with you? You're a traveler and he's being tracked, so tomorrow?

I guess it's a cafe.Too short taps for too long Morse code...Ozone? Artisan? Tap?John you are too loud! "

Hearing his last words, Tsukishiro Reiji stopped drinking tea and looked at John.

—I thought you didn't speak just now? (Reiji Tsukishiro)

——He suspects that my brain activity affects his thinking, such as our current eye contact. (John)

——No, why didn't he talk about you? (John)

—Maybe because I gave up thinking? (Reiji Tsukishiro)

"?" John felt something was wrong.

Tsukishiro Reiji felt a headache, how would he explain to the other party, when he couldn't keep up with the genius' thinking, he usually chose to play badly.

In the end he chose not to explain.

Sitting in 221B for a while, Sherlock and John have their own affairs, and Tsukishiro Reiji is not a child who needs company.

Especially after opening the refrigerator and discovering human specimens, the messy gunshots in Sherlock's bedroom, and the sound of the violin playing indiscriminately.

Reiji Tsukishiro apologized to John, and left 221B Baker Street quickly.

Although it is perfectly normal for geniuses to have eccentricities, is Mr. Sherlock a little more eccentric?

At least Reiji Tsukishiro couldn't accept that food and human specimens should be put in the same refrigerator. Wouldn't it be true that there would be no smell?

It's great that John can put up with a roommate like Sherlock.Tsukishiro Reiji was sure of it.

In the afternoon, he wandered the streets of London.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't like planning trips, he stopped and walked, and took out his sketchbook to describe the scenery he was interested in from time to time.

In the evening, I went back to the hotel and reported to my brother that I was safe.

The next day, Reiji Tsukishiro sat in the Tap coffee shop for a while, but did not see Edward.

He thought he was let go, until a beautiful English woman sat across from him.

"Sorry ma'am, here (someone)..." Reiji Tsukishiro suddenly remembered that Kuroba Pirates is a master of cross-dressing, his pupils constricted.

A look of successful prank flashed across the face of the "woman".

"Please sit down." He opened his mouth, unable to call out the lady again.

"Your reaction is very fast." Black Feather Pirates' voice after changing his costume perfectly matched his costume.

He doesn't deny that he intends to tease the young man, it's just a face-to-face call to reveal his identity...

I always feel that I am at a disadvantage, and I am a little bit uncomfortable.

Tsukishiro Reiji was still in shock.

No wonder the mysterious organization couldn't catch Heiyu Pirate One, and the winery kept losing track of him.

How can this be caught? !All the men, women and children passing by may be Heiba ​​Pirates, this is not cross-dressing, this is called cheating!

It seems that my worries are unnecessary.

Tsukishiro Reiji thought.

Hmm, why did the comment appear?

Someone with a winery nearby?

[This episode is called "Bourbon's Mission", yay, Toru Amuro is finally getting promoted!] ]

[Jing Guang lost people, and then followed the little detective. Hahahahahaha haha ​​the right choice was that he did not know if Jing Guang found that the red -haired woman was a black feathers. ]

Hmm... Is Toru Amuro finally going to complete the liquor quest?

I don't know if it will be difficult.

【Nearby. ] Reiji Tsukishiro tapped out the Morse code lightly on the table.

"It's okay." Heiyu Pirates was very confident.

He is the world's number one magician.

Back then, Black Feather Bandit One sneaked into a mysterious organization and accidentally got a USB flash drive while stealing Pandora gems.

Because of immortality, the mysterious organization and the black organization once intersected, but later they had different ideas and completely parted ways. One is looking for an unconventional way of magic, and the other is trying to take a scientific path.

The U disk is encrypted, and Heiyu Pirates dare not act rashly.

He has been looking for opportunities to give it to reliable people, such as Yusaku Kudo.

It's a pity that after stealing Pandora, the mysterious organization immediately discovered his true purpose, and Black Feather Pirate One had to go on the run.

The USB flash drive is also not suitable for bringing to Yusaku Kudo, so as to avoid causing death to the other party.

This is also one of the reasons why he asked the young man to come out, to investigate whether the young man is suitable to take over this hot potato.

It seems very suitable so far.

Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't say anything.

Heiyu Pirates was able to handle the pursuit of the two organizations with ease, so he probably couldn't help much.

"Good luck." Tsukishiro Reiji took out a five-yen coin and handed it to him.

Since the appearance of Yato, he has carried a few five-yen coins with him, what if they can come in handy?

"Maybe the gods will hear your wish." As for whether the Japanese gods could come to England, he didn't know.

Heiyu Pirates left as soon as he had a face-to-face meeting with him. It was really just a meeting.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't want to drink any more coffee, so he got up and opened the shop door.

"Sorry." He accidentally bumped into the man who entered the store.

Tsukishiro Reiji apologized and left, but didn't notice a coin in his pocket was crumbling, and then jumped out, winning freedom.

The coin twirled twice, and Didi Liu rolled to a stop next to a pair of leather shoes.

A big, bony hand picked it up.

The man made a disguise, with an inconspicuous flaxen wig and gray contact lenses, and was carrying a big piano case.

A smile flashed in Amuro Toru's eyes, and the five-yen coin flipped deftly at his fingertips, passed from the tip of his index finger through the crevice of his fingers, popped out of his little finger in an instant, and then appeared on his thumb miraculously.

Putting away the coins, Toru Amuro sat here for a while, waiting for the contact person of the organization.

"This is your tavern task." Sealant stuck to the mouth of the envelope, and the long red nails pressed against the edge of the envelope, pushing it in front of Toru Amuro.

It's Belmode.

"Good luck, the task is not difficult, maybe I can call you Bourbon in advance." Belmode's red lips were slightly hooked, he adjusted his sunglasses, and ordered a cup of coffee for himself.

Amuro sneered inwardly.

He put the envelope in his pocket. The organization didn't have such a sense of ceremony, and it was probably Belmode's trick.

Ever since she came to England, she has been in an unexpectedly high mood.

Back in the safe house, Toru Amuro poured himself a glass of water first.

After opening the envelope, the task content was printed in cursive English characters.

The moment he saw the mission clearly, Toru Amuro's pupils darkened instantly, and ink was about to drip out.

boom!

The glass was actually crushed by him.

In the safe room, Toru Amuro's chest heaved violently twice.

For a long time, speechless, he pulled a few tissues and roughly wiped off the blood on his palm.

30,

Tsukishiro Reiji planned to stay in England for five or six days, not very long.

Playing alone is a lot less fun after all.

On the third day, Tsukishiro Reiji discovered that he was also afraid of loneliness and being alone.

Maybe it's because his brother never left him, because Dazai, Jinpei-san, Sakura, Yumeno-sensei...his life has been intertwined from a monotonous one-way line to a colorful web, with many more choices.

Tsukishiro Reiji started picking out souvenirs ahead of time.

Mr. Zhen Ping is already a new star in the investigation class. He quit smoking repeatedly and failed repeatedly, which caused him to persuade the other party not to quit, but was rejected instead-"I will definitely show you success!"

Just buy a pipe.

It looked very retro, Tsukishiro Reiji picked up the pipe, the briar wood was very heavy and heavy.

Stepping into the candy shop, he weighed some London candies as encouragement to Mr. Jinpei to quit smoking.

Mr. Jinpei doesn't like very sweet ones, so he picked some fruit candies.

Sakura also likes sweets, but Toya insists on controlling Sakura's sugar intake.

He chose a beautifully packaged gift box of chocolates, thinking that Sakura could secretly eat them when she came to visit.

Just as he turned to pay the bill at the counter, his vision faltered, and the comments popped up again.

Taking a casual glance, Reiji Tsukishiro found that this comment was particularly exciting, with exclamation marks and question marks all over the screen.

He couldn't help being puzzled, and looked carefully.

[I understand that the winery wants to kill the little detective. After all, it lost tens of millions of dollars in drugs, why did it take a year to do so? (Like 654)

#1: The assassination success rate of the little detective in Yokohama and its surrounding areas (I mean Tokyo) is very low. It’s not that the winery has never tried it, and Osamu Dazai is protecting it...

#2: Great Britain, Dazai is beyond reach, and the little detective is like a bleating sheep waiting to be slaughtered. ]

[The production team, you are not human!I'm mad!The child was mad by the knife!Somebody kill me! ! ! (like 4.4w)

#1: I looked up at my sister's ID, Touyue, isn't it going to be in the same frame? What's wrong?

#2: Mask of Pain, did the sisters upstairs miss the preview of the next episode...

#3: I made it up for the upstairs, the task of the wine account that Toru Amuro got was to kill the little detective (…).

#4: ?

#5: ?

#6: ?? > Collapse 589 question marks. ]

The heart skipped a beat.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't notice for a while, his fingers lost strength.

Snapped!The beautifully packaged gift box slipped from the hand.

"Guest, please be careful..." Fortunately, the cashier caught it in time, breathed a sigh of relief, and handed it to him carefully.

"Thank you." Tsukishiro Reiji forced a smile, took the gift box, his fingertips were still trembling.

[Li Tao, what will happen if Toru Amuro fails to complete the wine quest? (Like 6w)

#1: Hello, will die :).

#2: Big brother upstairs joking?

#3: Seriously, the distillery suspects that the entire Yokohama operation failed because of undercover leaks.

It has been purging internal personnel for a year, and all those involved in the Yokohama operation are key observation targets.

Yokohama's low-level chess pieces have all been disposed of. Don't forget that Nakamura Mie "suicided" directly in the prison the day after the drug trafficking failed.

#4: Indeed, Toru Amuro has had a hard time this year, being watched all the time.Jingguang is fine.

#5: The little detective doesn't have a little force. If Toru Amuro can't complete this mission, he is a sure-fire undercover... Fuck, I get it!

#6: Gin: The guns are loaded, just waiting for fate to go undercover. ]

[This wave of two choices and one dead end? (Like 1w)

#1: Not really, Bourbon is sure to live, but the little detective is dead.

#2: The best ending is death?Grandpa laughed and was so angry. ]

Tsukishiro Reiji accepted the fact that he was about to be assassinated, but his heart was beating fast and he couldn't calm down.

It's not that I'm sorry for myself.

Even if he wants to commit suicide now, the god of death will not accept him.

Tsukishiro Reiji was thinking of Toru Amuro.

He didn't know if the other party would shoot. If it was him, he would have to choose between civilians and righteousness...

Reiji Tsukishiro couldn't figure it out, maybe he was too weak to be ruthless.

But he inexplicably felt that Toru Amuro would not not shoot, and the other party had no reason not to shoot.

As an undercover agent, Toru Amuro has come to this point, and his previous efforts were wasted because of a momentary soft-heartedness, which undoubtedly became a joke.

In any case, as long as the opponent shoots and hits his heart, between the eyebrows or other fatal points——

Poisoning is also possible, but there is too much room for doubts about poisoning, and it will not be possible to provide enough evidence at that time.

As long as Toru Amuro submits clear evidence from the organization and the success of the kill, the other side's wine quest is completed.

And Tsukishiro Reiji will not die.

A perfect plan.

except-

He was a little scared.

Will it hurt? How much?

Tsukishiro Reiji forced himself to give up deep thinking.

It was high noon in England, and the sun was high in the sky but could not be seen, and only a few beams of light were faintly leaking through the layers of dark clouds.

Tsukishiro Reiji glanced at the comments and switched to real time.

[From a shocking kiss into a pit and through the moon, [-] articles were produced and Amway was everywhere, and it turned out... Amurotou you have no heart. ]

[After all, he is the one who said nonsense that my lover is a country. ]

[It's gone, it's true that Touyue's limit has fallen. ]

Tsukishiro Reiji smiled when he remembered the other party's stern brows and eyes covered with water that night, pursing his lips slightly.

"Lover is the country"?It was unexpectedly suitable for Toru Amuro.

In the scope, the silver-haired young man was in a good mood. He didn't know what he remembered, and even smiled a rare way.

The light blue pupils were extremely bright, reminding Toru Amuro of the moon that night, reflected in the sea, sparkling.

The young man was dazzled by the dazzling array of candy stores, and Toru Amuro realized that maybe the other party had a choice phobia.

Through the narrow scope, he stared at the silver-haired youth.

The other party poked the fruit hard candy first, then took the small butterfly package, and reluctantly put it down, it took an hour to pick it out.

Not seeing each other for a year, the ice on Reiji Tsukishiro's body has melted a lot, and his expression has become more vivid. Occasionally, he can't suppress his too dazzling appearance, and he has no consciousness of becoming the focus.

Seeing the distressed expression on the silver-haired young man when no one was around, Toru Amuro subconsciously smiled.

Then his smile froze on his face and turned to self-mockery.

A ray of sunlight came in, but it was too late to illuminate Toru Amuro, and was quietly covered by dark clouds, and he returned to the shadows.

click.

Toru Amuro opened the safety catch.

He had long since lost the right to choose, from the moment he became an undercover agent.

Toru Amuro's sniping performance is very good.

In the scope, the silver-haired youth pushed the door out.

Today is the last day due for assignments.

His hand on the gun remained steady.

At this moment, the index finger resting on the trigger was trembling imperceptibly.

[...I don't know what to say, Amuro shot. ]

Tsukishiro Reiji walked on the street at a constant speed, he walked very slowly, hoping that Toru Amuro could aim more accurately.

The other party didn't give up, which is good.

He suddenly wanted to call his brother. Japan is in the East Nine Time Zone, which is eight hours ahead of England.

At this point in time, my brother should be in the apartment.

beep - beep -

The ringtone is monotonous and long, and Snow Rabbit never sets jumping ringtones.

The moment the phone was picked up, Tsukishiro Reiji was timid, and he didn't speak.

"Reiji." Snow Rabbit's gentle voice came from across the ocean, "Are you having fun in England?"

"...I bought a lot of chocolates for Sakura, please don't tell Toya-san."

Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't lie to Yukito, he avoided Yukito's question.

"Hahaha, okay, I won't tell him, this is a little secret between the three of us."

Yuecheng Xuetu heard a chuckle on the other end of the phone, and his younger brother seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

"Goodbye, brother. Overseas calls are too expensive."

"Well, Reiji has to take care of himself."

The phone was disconnected.

[Little detective, my little detective QAQ. ]

[Me too, I'm about to shoot, I'm so scared woo woo woo. ]

See, there are a lot of people who like him.

Tsukishiro Reiji suddenly felt courageous.

His brows softened, and he was actually very similar to a snow rabbit.

[The muzzle is deflected to the left! ! !Toru Amuro, I knew you still had your heart! ! ! ]

A comment suddenly broke Tsukishiro Reiji's watery state of mind.

Was Toru Amuro shaken?

How could this be!

He became anxious.

Amuro Touchi doesn't know what he's doing?

He doesn't have any force value. If the muzzle of the gun is crooked, it means not only betting on Toru Amuro's own life, but also betting on the years of hard work of the entire Japanese police!

How could Toru Amuro put his life on the gambling table?Even with the police!

The gambler will only fail!

In the midst of the flashes and the noise across the street, Reiji Tsukishiro heard the bullet casing ejected from the gun chamber and fell to the ground.

Huo Di, he stopped in his tracks without warning.

At this moment, Tsukishiro Reiji's expression was no different from Amuro Toru's.

Extremely cold, definitely.

In the scope, the smile in the eyes of the silver-haired young man faded away, as if he had thought of something, his expression was a bit cold.

Sorry.

Toru Amuro clenched his molars tightly, but this time he couldn't say "it doesn't hurt".

Sorry.

His failure will expose the situation and threaten the lives of the policemen behind him.

sorry.

Toru Amuro couldn't do it after all.

The muzzle is deflected to the left, avoiding the heart.

Bang, the bullet rushed out of the barrel, and there was no room for change.

He had a modest delusion that maybe the fresh boy in his memory could survive——

However, the bullet was impartial, passing right through the boy's heart.

Amuro Toru's last hope collapsed.

how come?

In an instant, the five senses blocked perception, Toru Amuro was cold and fell into darkness.

He almost saw through the scope how the bullet pierced the young man's heart valve, the blood flowed backwards and mixed, and red poured down from the sky overwhelmingly.

A drop of water was carried by the strong wind and hit the sniper scope.

It's raining.

The weather in London is always cloudy and rainy, with rare downpours.

The same is true today, the drizzle has woven into a net, enveloping Toru Amuro's still beating heart.

The net gradually tightened, and he couldn't breathe.

Amuro forced himself to recall the details of the shooting, over and over again.Suddenly, he remembered.

The moment the bullet was ejected, the silver-haired youth just stopped in his tracks.

So the left side of the gun was just right, aiming at the opponent's heart again.

Like Fate's joke.

Toru Amuro clutched the five-yen coin in his pocket tightly.

The round edge of the coin was firmly embedded in the palm, and blood oozes under the skin, revealing a terrifying circle.

What else, there must be something missing, all the coincidences are just deliberate.

What is holding back the youth's footsteps?

Toru Amuro's heart ached, he tried desperately to think back.

Memory told him the truth, a second time.

At the same time as he stopped, the youth's light blue pupils shifted towards him for a moment.

Tsukishiro Reiji wasn't looking at the bullet, he was looking at the cowardly Toru Amuro behind the bullet.

no joke.

The embarrassment on Toru Amuro's face could not be concealed.

He knew, he always knew!

Amuro stood up abruptly, and the sniper rifle was knocked to the ground by his large movements.

The coin slipped from his palm and rolled to the ground.

Amuro Toru didn't notice at all.

In the drizzle, the boy's beautiful silver hair was stained with black stains mixed with blood, making it extremely bleak.

Can't come back.

The star that entered the sea, his star, the flat star, fell and was taken by him.

In the darkness, the phone lighted up silently.

[Bourbon, congratulations, the mission is completed. 】

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There is a magical element in the setting of the world view of the monster thief

Pirates here are basically my private settings