【Red G】Let him fall

Akai Hideichi rushed to the hospital ward in time. The case assigned to him recently could circle the coastline of Japan.The woman lying on the hospital bed is beautiful, and the pain and weakness of terminal cancer seem to have left no trace on her body.

Her blonde hair is a little lighter than Gin's.Akai inexplicably thought of this.

Judy stood aside and briefly explained the situation.She decided to democratically seek the patient's own opinion on whether to receive treatment. Vermouth's response was complete, if the FBI needed her to live, she would be treated; if the FBI felt she was worthless, then no treatment would be given, because she still liked the small villa assigned to the tainted witness.

"I had no choice but to make my own claim and let her receive treatment." Judy put her arms around her chest, frowning seriously, "Did she volunteer to be a tainted witness because she knew about her illness? Did Gin also know about this? "

Akai walked over and said, "There are too many questions, Judy. This matter was too easy and simple from the beginning, and we can't really think that there is only one answer." He looked at Vermouth, and the woman's sideways gaze fell on the window sill The potted plant on the table doesn't seem to be looking at the plant.

It was as if, the potted plant happened to be there, and Vermouth's gaze was actually set on an unknowable distance.

Then she turned her face away and said with a smile, "Detective, you're here."

"I considered arranging an operation for her, but the doctor said that the cancer cells had metastasized, and the operation was useless except for psychological comfort. I didn't think her body could withstand a major operation." Judy preferred Looking at Akai, "It's always good to be alive."

Akai Hideichi understood what Judy meant.In life, there is hope, there is a turning point, in life, one can tell the truth, and one can tell lies.

"No. It's not always good to be alive." Vermouth looked at them smiling, vulnerable and glamorous.

Gin was brutally dragged into that familiar dark, cold and damp room, thrown onto a hard and cold metal table, wrapped with hemp rope around his body, the technique can be described as efficient but not gentle, and deliberately hurt him. the bundling method.

A colder hand touched Gin's face and helped him remove the black blindfold.

Gin narrowed his eyes, and there was a dim yellow light above his head, which could barely illuminate the only spot.

"Do you have to come here every night? Arnold. The new chief should be busier." Gin moved his body symbolically, his hands were skillfully tied in front of his body, feeling a little uncomfortable.

A Nuo played with the black eyepatch, and said with a smile, "I have an excellent agent Akai, if you don't give him more busy and trivial things..." The man leaned into Gin's ear and said softly, "He will There is always time to talk to you."

Then he straightened up, raised his hand to signal his assistant to prepare things, and wrote lightly: "Old rules, no questions, no answers. But you can shout, cry and tell me you don't want it."

Arnold laughed viciously for the suggestive words.He nodded to indicate that he could do it.

A wet and heavy towel suddenly tightly covered Gin's face. The second the alarm went off in Gin's heart, cold water flooded his world, filling his nostrils continuously along the towel.

Gin's body bounced up abruptly, but was stopped by the rope tied to his body and fell back to the table. A rope was also intentionally wrapped around his neck, which made it even more impossible for him to escape.

Gin had to open his mouth to breathe, water poured into his mouth as well, he coughed violently, his body struggled again and again in the tiny gap tied by the hemp rope.

At this point the towels were removed.

Gin gasped hoarsely for air.Arnold smiled at him.

The towel and cold water wrapped Gin again.

"I know you can bear the first time, of course you can." Arnold sauntered beside Gin, admiring his desperate struggle of suffocation and dying, "but the second time, you know? The second time is right The destruction of human willpower increases exponentially."

Regardless of whether Gin could hear it or not, he continued, "And I'll keep doing this to you for the next three hours."

The strong suffocation made Gin almost helpless, he seemed to step on the empty stairs, fell into the sea, and fell into the endless void, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't grab anything.

He has never been able to grasp anything.

Judy drank the third cup of coffee on duty after twelve o'clock in the evening, and watched the video of Arnold's sudden interrogation of Gin over and over again.In fact, she didn't pay much attention, because it was just a few words, Christmas Eve or something.

A few days ago, she asked Akai Shuichi what happened on Christmas Eve and what happened.

Something else tugged at Judy's nerve endings—threads.To find out the truth, sorting out the clues is the first element.For example, who was the young man who died on the west side street of Didan High School on Christmas Eve two years ago.

Judy rummaged through her drawers and finally pulled out a bunch of keys from a corner.She was going to the archives, a place that was not easily accessible to insiders but could be accessed with a little trickery.

That's a great idea.Judy thought, my family investigates my family.

Gin lost the sense of time and space, he only felt that there was no air in his lungs, and his mouth was full of bloody smell.

"Okay, let's wait a minute." Arnold walked over, stood under the dim light, and joked, "Look at your current appearance..."

The towel was almost soaked in blood from Gin's nose gushing from suffocation.

His green eyes are pitifully red now, squinting slightly, his eyelashes trembling weakly like dying butterflies, the drops of water in the corners of his eyes are more like tears, there are bloodstains on his face, and blood is bubbling from his nose.

Every breath is broken.

"I don't understand. You have such a face..." A Nuo grabbed Gin's blond hair and gently mentioned, "How can you still stay in prison until now?" He slammed the back of Gin's head on the metal table, There was a dull crash.

Gin unconsciously exhaled in pain, coughing up blood.

"Let me tell you who was killed on Christmas Eve two years ago." Arnold said to himself, "Although I don't care much about his life or death, this is a good tool. The death of that person is very important. Useful tool."

A Nuo's voice seemed to be transmitted through layers of sea water, slow and vague. Every cell in Gin's body was screaming for him to listen carefully, but he couldn't even bite the tip of his tongue to wake himself up.

"That person is the FBI, someone I sent over." Arnold said.

Akai Shuichi stuffed dry bread into his mouth, and walked quickly to his office.He had run back from another city and had missed meals all day, so he had to fill his atrophied stomach with bread.

Then I saw Judy standing at the door of her office, looking down at a small piece of carpet under her feet in a daze.

"Judy...?" Akai smiled uncertainly.

"Huh? Oh! Xiuyi, let me tell you..." Judy snapped back to her senses, blinked her eyes, and rushed like a cannonball, "Two years ago on Christmas Eve! I'm not sure if it was that day...because I don't know how Remember the holidays, I can't really tell if it's Christmas Eve! But I'm going to tell you this..."

Akai was well-trained to clear out all the irrelevant things in his brain at present, quickly activated the nervous system of the trump card FBI, and calmly said: "Go in and talk."

Judy followed him into the door, and as soon as the door was locked, she took a deep breath and said, "I carefully watched the video of Arnold interrogating Gin on the first day. He was very concerned about what happened on Christmas Eve two years ago."

Akai threw the bread on the table, listening and analyzing every word Judy said with full attention.Both of them chose not to sit down, but to stand up and have a tense conversation.

"I don't want to go into details, I want to talk about your undercover business first." Judy met Akai Xiuyi's calm eyes and said, "At that time, we slowly discovered some people who appeared suddenly, and they hindered you. Spying on you, even trying to frame you. From inside our FBI. No, not just on you, on all undercover agents. Maybe, I guess, probably on all undercover agents, because their procedures and systems are so complete."

"Yes, we found out and reported it to James." Akai responded in a timely manner, his expression unchanged, "We also got James' permission, implicit permission."

Judy nodded: "Yes, yes. Those people have a clear goal, obey someone's order, and suspect any undercover agent with bad behavior. And you, Xiuyi, you have something in their hands."

"Yes, we discussed this." Akai remembers that when James and Judy raised the question of "handle", he immediately listed a bunch of reasons for him to try to get close to Gin, and what they asked was-you What happened with Akemi Miyano.

Akai also remembered that when he heard that the so-called culprit was not Gin but Akemi Miyano, he exhaled a guilty breath of guilt.Although he had nothing to do with Gin at that time, and he and Mingmei were in a legitimate relationship.

Judy continued firmly: "They found out about your relationship with Akemi Miyano, and they seem to have concluded that you have become a double agent." She nodded as she spoke, showing that she also knew that Akai knew about this, "So James cryptically said Allow us to remove some obstacles, of course, this also involves the power struggle of the top FBI, we will not talk about this."

Akai decided not to interrupt her unless Judy made it clear that a response was needed.

"We have locked some targets one after another. James designated some targets and agreed to let us solve some targets, but in fact, the people who are really forced to kill can be counted on two hands." Judy took out a weapon from her arms like magic. "I went to the secret file room and found this according to the time and place. The young man who Arnold said died on the west side street of Didan High School on Christmas Eve two years ago was the FBI and the monitor."

Akai took it over. In addition to the files of the deceased, it also contained a lot of information he obtained from monitoring Akai Shuichi's undercover mission, which seemed a bit shocking.The elite monitors the elite, and there are always plenty of surprises.He closed the file with a very calm "snap".

Judy analyzed in detail: "I'm pretty sure that this person is one of the targets we were asked to solve by Chief James. The information he obtained is enough for you to jump into the Sea of ​​​​Japan and you can't wash it out." She was silent for a few seconds. Breathing, he said, "Of course there is a price to pay for this job. He, you, and me are all the same."

Akai pursed his lips and looked at her: "So you killed the person." But this was not a tone of blame, but just wanted to confirm the information.

"Yes, after I got in touch with this person's comprehensive information, I was sure that I killed him. I am very concerned about your undercover mission. I have all the personal information of the FBI who monitored you and the information they found about you. I understand their every action, and I can't bear any unforeseen harm to you." Judy suddenly stopped talking, swallowed all her worries and anxieties in those years, and changed the subject, "So I Certainly, this goal is my responsibility."

Akai heard the forbearance in it, it was not suitable to be exposed, he also chose to follow Judy's topic: "Then why is there Gin's bullet?"

"That might... be an accident." Judy frowned tightly, "You and I mentioned that you wanted to hack into the computer of the organization to obtain a report on the progress of some kind of drug research, and then you told me that Gin had a drug report in his hand, would you Get it and give it to me."

Akai nodded recalling: "Yes, we used a trick and exchanged black briefcases. In the briefcase I gave you, there was the drug report. Because I really can't get the electronic version."

"There's a bullet in the bag." Judy said looking into Akai's eyes.

Akai stopped breathing for a moment.a bullet?One bullet. "What does it look like?"

"I didn't look carefully... sorry, I really didn't pay attention to this, I thought you were careless... I put it directly in my side gun. Parabellum bullets are too common, it will also work on my gun " said Judy cautiously.

Akai Shuichi once lost a bullet with engraved patterns, which was his reward after finally breaking the ice with Gin.But he lost it soon after, and that made him uneasy for a long time, until it was no longer difficult to get Gin's engraved bullets, and he gradually let go of that careless loss.

Judy continued to explain: "Afterwards, I used that gun to kill several targets, including the time at Didan High School. I didn't expect...that bullet just happened to..." She gradually peeled off the strength and strength she had always maintained. Capable, with cracks on his expression, even his voice was unsteady, "I... I didn't remember what special day it was, I only spent the holiday with you, I was alone... every day was the same. I don't know which one Bullets are special...why am I so useless..." She suddenly sobbed softly, she remembered the daily fear for the man she loved during that time, and she thought of the earth-shaking changes in the people and things around her in the past few days.

"No, it's okay, Judy. It's my fault." Akai smiled at her comfortingly, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and stroked her hair like soothing a little girl.

"I thought, I'm clearing the way for you, I'm sharing something for you..." Judy sobbed, "But no. I screwed up, the truth will be found out by Arnold..." And Gin seemed to be suffering This is not his fault.

"I will stand up." Judy gently broke away from Akai Shuichi's arms, "Gin just needs to get the punishment he deserves, and I can't push mine to him." Tears were still hanging on her face, But the more he said, the more decisive he became, as if he had already made a decision.

No one can take another's life except the law.Shuichi Akai and Judy understand this truth better than anyone else, and because of this, every time a killer is killed, the soul will suffer even more.

But what about fairness?

This is too esoteric to really explore.And most people and things in this world are difficult to decide their own direction. They are pushed by fate and the world, walking uphill and downhill, or falling off the cliff.

"No, Judy. Look at me." Akai Hideichi held the shoulder of the woman in front of him. She was petite, but she could also carry a heavy weight. "I want to tell you that everything is my fault. But we I’m not discussing right or wrong now, I’m just telling you—”

"There is always a choice."

Gin leaned against the wall and waited for the bathroom to be completely vacated. Some prisoners looked at him strangely, and some people stepped forward to say something flatteringly: "Hey, where have you been these few nights? It doesn't look good. .Do you need help?"

How ridiculous, speaking as if he could really help. Gin said blankly, "Have you finished washing?" His voice was extremely hoarse.

It really helps that he looks like a stranger who is not close to me.The washroom was quickly empty.

Gin walked to the sink, looked at himself in the mirror, rolled his eyes, and looked at the faucet again.He turned on the faucet and took a handful of water with both hands.

water only.

Don't be afraid of water. Gin warned himself.

Then he slapped the water on his face, stood for a few seconds, suddenly coughed violently, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, he covered his mouth with one hand and coughed while holding the edge of the pool, he felt that every drop of water had life , dedicated to squeezing every bit of air he breathed.The feeling of being on the verge of suffocation is like lightning flashing through the brain, burning the nerves.

Does washing your face suffocate you? Gin asked himself indifferently.But, well, at least he tried.Maybe next time it will be better, but now it's time to prepare for the next daily interrogation.

He went to the restaurant again and asked for a glass of warm milk, and took a few sips carefully.Then he put it back on the dining table, walked into the bathroom calmly, and completely vomited out the milk and stomach acid he just drank, which was also mixed with a lot of blood.is red. Gin thought, the red one is fine, it's not stomach bleeding, but throat bleeding.

He gave up breakfast again and went back to his room, waiting for Akai Shuichi to pick him up and send him to the interrogation room.

Akai came on time.

"Isn't your schedule very irregular lately?" Gin said casually.

Akai walked in front of him, and said flatly, "To each other." He saw the bruises on Gin's wrists and neck from being bound by the rope, and heard Gin's hoarse voice.There is no doubt that Gin was tortured.

But he doesn't ask.Since it's useless to ask and you can't get an answer, don't ask.Akai said: "Vermouth is sick, with advanced gastric cancer, and is now hospitalized, and the treatment conditions are very good."

"But can't survive?" Gin teased.

"Stomach cancer can be cured, but advanced gastric cancer is not." Hideichi Akai spoke sharply.

Gin nodded in agreement: "But no one can talk to her, right? She agrees to be hospitalized now because she knows she will die, and it doesn't matter whether she goes to the hospital or not."

"That's why I told the doctor to focus on relieving the pain instead of large-scale treatment." Akai shrugged.

They stood at the door of the interrogation room, again.They should have a lot to say, about the past, about hatred, about incomprehension, but no, maybe the more they have to say, the harder it is to speak.

At the last moment, Akai stared at the bloodstain on Gin's wrist, and said in a breathy voice, "It won't be long."

Gin warned him in a low voice: "Don't do boring things." Then he walked into the room that had been prepared for him.

Akai stood behind the one-way glass and said word by word, "It won't be long, Gin."

The interrogator has changed, but he is still young and inexperienced.Raw faces, Arnold's people.

He began to ask questions according to the questions prepared by Chief Arnold.

"You look haggard, does prison life make you anxious?"

"No, just a little insomnia."

"Your voice is hoarse, what's the matter?"

"Will it affect the recording?"

"……Won't."

"Oh." Gin's fake chilling smile was fleeting.

"So, today we will proceed very quickly. Because you are smart, cliché skills will not work well with you."

"Okay." Gin accepted the compliment without humility.

"Where is the organization going?"

"do not know."

"Then let's move on to the next question. Two years ago on Christmas Eve..."

Gin abruptly interrupted the interrogator's questioning, and said, "Can you guarantee that my voice and the interrogation process were completely recorded?"

The interrogator froze for a moment, and he got up to show Gin the audio and video equipment: "They are all easy to use, and they are standard equipment provided by the state."

"Then will what I say now become evidence in the court trial?"

"Yes, so please speak carefully." The interrogator turned to the next page and frowned, "Perhaps someone around you could take your bullets, but you didn't realize it?"

Akai Shuichi's pupils shrank suddenly behind the glass.

Gin rubbed his index finger against the silver handcuffs, and after a long time, he suddenly let out a brief laugh and said, "No, there is no such person." He raised his head and said seriously, "No."

He didn't wait for the interrogator's next words, and began to narrate, as if he had made a draft and prepared for a long time: "I never remember the names and appearances of the people who died under my hands. Tell me about a certain shooting incident, so I had to distract myself to extract that part of the memory from my brain, and then find Christmas Eve two years ago." Gin kind of wanted to look at the glass, but he held back.

The interrogator began to write quickly.

"Two years ago on Christmas Eve, I had a mission, and it wasn't a difficult mission, to track a guy and make him disappear. I got word that there was an FBI that broke through the organization's cyber defenses and gained some kind of Drug research progress report, I want to hurry before he conveys the news..." Gin thought for a while, and gestured horizontally to his neck.

"Is what you said true?" the interrogator asked suspiciously.

"What? Not happy with my frankness?" Gin leaned against the back of the chair.

"I still need..." The interrogator didn't expect this situation at all. He just said that this time it will be very fast, and he is even ready to end the interrogation after asking two questions and getting a negative answer. "Some details .” He spread out the paper and said hesitantly.

"go ahead."

TBC