Sente Eiji's Black Friday

The setting sun gradually darkened.

Under the purple-orange sky, the dim sunlight shone obliquely on the face of the blue-haired young man, adding a bit of treachery to him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang watched Ying Er's call without saying a word, no matter whether his tone was respectful, excited or anxious, his expression did not change at all, and his deep blue eyes were always quiet, as if no matter what he heard, It will not be beyond his control.

At first glance, his tone and demeanor look like two completely different people. The strong sense of separation makes the hairs stand on end, and also makes Zhu Fu Jingguang, who is facing his dark side for the first time, a little stunned.

For a long time, Kurosawa Eiji in his eyes was synonymous with strength, dazzling and reckless. In his bones, there was a kind of arrogance covered by boldness and informality. Jing Guang thought that he was disdainful of a person who was frank and unrestrained like this. Not good at acting either.

...Forget it, what he thought was wrong.

Self-mockery flashed through his heart, and the cat-eyed youth tugged at the corners of his lips when he was distracted for a moment. Before he had time to calm down, Eiji hung up the phone suddenly.

He raised his eyes.

——【Coercion】.

It was the word that popped into everyone's mind at that moment.

At that moment, in that quiet room where one could hear their breathing clearly, several people were staring at those indescribably dark pupils like black holes, crushed by the sense of coercion that erupted without warning. He held his breath in fear.

Amidst the dead silence where the sudden drop of a needle could be heard, the young man who was being watched smiled.

—a creepy smile.

He smiled as if he didn't notice the nearly frozen air at the scene, and said in a light and strange tone: "What a pity."

What he regrets, no one here knows.

They only saw that Ying Er stood up after sighing this sentence, walked up to Zhu Fu Jingguang with a sense of disobedience, joyful but dangerous atmosphere, and pushed him to the side gently.

"Playtime is over."

He sighed in a regretful tone, slowly took out a pair of white gloves and put them on, then looked down at the scorpion, under his vicious and faintly frightened gaze, he showed a bright and treacherous smile.

"Come on—it's time to get serious."

afterwards.

When Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had figured everything out, recalled this day again, he finally understood that Ying Er's plan had started since he said these few words.

For this mechanically precise and mysterious man, his thinking started the moment he hung up the phone, and ended a second before he got up and walked towards him.

And before this person confessed everything to him with his own mouth, all he could do was to move forward ignorantly and ignorantly surrounded by the misty and specious reality, making difficult choices in trance and pain, but he didn't know that even that choice was A program that has been set in advance.

He chose those.

Only those can be selected.

Zhu Fujingguang thought that he was not without doubts and struggles, but the facts proved that when that man made up his mind to do something, anyone could only become a marionette according to his script, and they couldn't escape his control over people's hearts. I can't control what happened in those few months at all.

After all, since Eiji took the initiative to interrogate Scorpion, reality seemed to be pressed on the double-speed button. The successive occurrences made his undercover career feel like a sudden acceleration of the rhythm. He was tired of dealing with sudden changes and ignored Many details that could point to the truth.

But no matter how many details have been ignored, there is one thing Zhu Fu Jingguang can always be sure of, that is, his exposure and the phone call from the boss of the organization are the fuse of everything.

Eiji Kurosawa—this man whose physical strength and mind are so good that he is not like a human being, who is so powerful and so fearless, put away the playfulness and contempt that he always had when he looked at this world. , began to happily lay out on the chessboard.

Like a beast playing carelessly, it finally opened its fangs bloodthirsty.

And Zhu Fu Jingguang's only hole card can keep him from being helpless under the sharp teeth...

Hehe, let's keep it a secret for now.

The soft but black sesame stuffed cat is more willing to release a small drama before everything begins——

In the room where darkness gradually descended, the blue-haired young man smiled cheerfully and mysteriously, his white gloves were stained with scarlet blood, and he seemed to smile casually, "If you're in our line of work, you can't know how to interrogate. It's rare. If you have a chance, let me teach you—"

He turned his head to look at Jing Guang and You Shunran behind him. Under the stiff gaze of the two who didn't know what was going to happen next, the corners of his mouth opened a devilishly excited and cold arc, and he mouthed happily to them:

[Long-lost teaching, are you happy... my lovely students? ]

There was a vague scream in the air.

In the ward, the man whose body was tightly wrapped in the bedding frowned, and countless cold sweats oozed from his temples.

— Gin wades through the flames.

There are many will-o'-the-wisps all around, ferocious black shadows screaming and screaming, and dangerous sparks flicker in the air.

He struggled forward in the sea of ​​flames, holding the left hand holding the gun with his right hand, and kept firing bullets forward.

There was no one there, but a strong intuition told Gin that at the end of this sea of ​​flames, in the darkness that was too thick to dissolve, his mortal enemy was there.

【"Gin."】

【"Gin..."】

【"Gin—"】

Shrill laughter echoed in the air.

Sweating profusely, Gin endured the severe pain from the tongue of fire, trying to distinguish the voice.

But no matter how hard he tried, that voice was as terrifying and indescribable as the old gods in the Cthulhu mythology. He could only vaguely recognize that it was a man, but he couldn't tell whether it was young or old, magnetic or rough .

The voice was still calling him.

Unknown irritability surged up, and Qin Jiu fired several shots with murderous intent, causing the ghosts in the darkness to shake like mocking.

"--boom!"

An invisible bullet shot out, hitting Gin's left arm before he could react.

He sneered ferociously, thinking that the mouse was quite capable, but in the next second, a rage that was several times stronger than before surged into his heart, accompanied by the rage of being deceived.

Be deceived?What is cheated?Gin thought.

"—Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

Bullets kept coming from the front, and Gin dodged in embarrassment, but his heart became calmer, and he kept thinking about the question that made him so angry that it seemed to burn his brain out when he thought about it.

What was he being tricked into?

An invisible hand grabbed his arm, and a huge force came, and his remaining right arm broke with a "click", and at the same time, the ghost laughed grinningly in his ear again.

The hatred of wanting to skin and cramp that person surged in Qin Jiu's chest. Under the strong emotional impact, he broke free from the shackles of the dream, and the whole person slammed straight into that hideous phantom.

He hit it.

He bumped into the guy who was so strong that he shuddered all over.

—Wait, he actually bumped into it? !

Surprise suddenly appeared in Qin Jiu's heart. After all, with his current injured state, it was a miracle that such an attack could work; however, somewhere in his heart, he had a vague feeling that this was a natural development, because his enemy It shouldn't be this powerful...

Shouldn't it be so powerful...?

【"Yeah..."】

Amidst the frivolous low laughter, the black shadow dissipated like smoke.

Qin Jiu, who was watching this scene, somehow stretched out his hand at that moment, and instinctively touched the black figure... probably the face.

He raised his head, and inadvertently met a pair of dark eyes, deeper and colder than the night in the dream.

Those eyes are...

A piercing headache suddenly came.

Qin Jiu gritted his teeth and supported his head, and let out an overwhelmed muffled groan amidst dizziness, his consciousness drifted away from that dream, and fell into a sleepy and dull state of half-asleep and half-awake.

In a trance, he heard someone calling his name, the voice was soft as if coming from the sky: "Brother? Brother Gin?"

Gin gave a vague response from his throat, opened his eyes with difficulty, and met a pair of blue eyes hanging above his head after losing focus for a few seconds.

At that moment, he somehow shrank his pupils, sat up from the bed without thinking, raised his hand and pointed the gun at him.

"...? Brother?" Kurosawa Eiji opened his eyes wide in confusion and surprise, raised his hands subconsciously, and looked at him blankly and worriedly.

Qin Jiu's chest was heaving violently in shock, his clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat, his whole body was full of murderous aura, it seemed that he could kill the person opposite him with a single shot at any time.

However, after seeing clearly who the person opposite was, the man's constricted dark green pupils slowly returned to normal after a moment of stupefaction. He was silent for a moment, and finally lowered his gun.

Seeing this, Eiji, who never showed the slightest sign of resistance, finally stepped forward and pulled out the gun in his hand—he didn't dare to take it away, but just put it in Gin's hand—then carefully observed the man, raised his hand gently She stroked the back of his cold hand.

"What happened, brother?" he asked worriedly.

Qin Jiu remained motionless and silent for a long time, before he grabbed Ying Er's hand and pulled him over involuntarily, and sighed softly in his embrace.

"It's nothing." He said so calmly that he was almost indifferent, and a terrible shadow gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I just remembered the bastard who betrayed me, with a pair of dark eyes."

Eiji Kurosawa: ...?

night time.

Manager Totsukawa turned on the flashing mobile phone, entered the special key, and saw clearly the content of this contact.

After reading the first sentence, the old man's expression suddenly became heavy. After reading the whole sentence, his expression was comparable to that of the bottom of a pot.

[Shut up, go to a place where no one is around and mail.

——Teacher, Hikali is about to be exposed, please cooperate with the implementation of the retreat plan in a few days.

Also, please help me sort out the list of public security personnel involved in the incident two years ago and the Enoshima incident. ]

Although this encrypted email has only a few lines, with Totsukawa Kozo's experience, it is naturally not difficult to read the meaning hidden under the plain words——

Eiji Kurosawa suspects that spies from the Black Organization have been mixed into the Metropolitan Police Department.