MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 108

In fact, Matsuda Jinping didn't go very far, and he was just looking for reasons to check the situation. It's not a wise choice to act alone in an unfamiliar situation, he just couldn't see a certain face temporarily.

He walked out of the living room, turned a corner, leaned against the wall, lowered his head and bit a cigarette, turned the lighter in his hand, and put it back.

The memories of more than a year were cluttered in his mind, one time it was Qiu Zeyao's ice cube face, and another time it was the tearful look just now, puzzled, shocked, angry, wronged, and the other party saw them. The emotions after that are not difficult to understand, and Matsuda Jinping didn't know for a while whether he should be happy or not.

Just like the hospital at that time, this time it was still just in time. If the victim of the carjacking hadn't just dropped his mobile phone, in the huge Tokyo, one person, they wouldn't even be able to find the other's body.

Qiu Ze Yao survived again.

The other party can continue to shoot, and none of them can stop it in a moment, but the truth is that the persuasion has just begun, and everything is resolved.

Because Qiu Zeyao had given up on his original plan, even if his consciousness was unclear, the other party subconsciously didn't want to do things that would embarrass them.

But they couldn't keep staring at Qiu Zeyao, and luck would always be bad.

You can never stop someone who wants to die.

To save Qiu Zeyao, the only way is to start from himself.

Matsuda Jinhei thought of Kajiura Hayabusa, and Qiu Ze Yao came here because of this guy. He also didn't think Qiu Ze Yao would commit murder.

So the first reaction was the same as what Kajiura Hayabusa thought. So they came to collect evidence, but this purpose contradicted the other party's behavior just now.

This villa is in a remote location. If someone dies, how will the evidence be sent to the Metropolitan Police Department?

Sent from the Internet? It seems to be possible, but if Kajiura Hayabusa still has an internal response in the Metropolitan Police Department, what should I do if the information is intercepted? This possibility is small but not impossible, Qiu Ze Yao will not be so careless.

Also, can Akizawa be able to deal with Kajiura Hayabusa? The former is in extremely poor condition, while the latter still has home field advantage. Qiu Zeyao doesn't seem to have changed at all except blushing and wrinkling his clothes. He doesn't look like he has experienced a fierce battle.

Matsuda Jinhei clicked his tongue lightly for a while, spat out the unlit cigarette stick in his mouth, and recited the name that he probably would never forget in his life: "Falcon Kajiura."

As the culprit who made him have to face such a big trouble, it's definitely better? Thank you.

When his emotions were almost relieved, he pushed open the door of the meeting room and went back. Inside, Qiu Zeyao was leaning against Amuro in his arms. The latter heard the sound and looked up instantly. Matsuda Jinpei hadn't organized his words yet, and Amuro lowered his voice again. Turning his head, he pushed Qiu Zeyao away, and while picking off other people's clothes, he said, "Qiu Ze, Qiu Zeyao, don't sleep!"

The black suit jacket was gone, and the slim waistcoat was removed. The white shirt underneath had been dyed blood-colored and was in a semi-dry state. In part, it has the effect of compression and hemostasis, but it can also cause damage to the wound.

Amuro Toru did not continue to dismantle it, his expression was obviously self-blame and annoyed.

"I should have noticed earlier."

Qiu Zeyao's drunk appearance is too deceptive, his face is ruddy, his eyes are bright, and he looks full of vitality.

Amuro Toru didn't follow up when he got the strange reply that he went to the third floor, but first asked the question he cared about most: "Where is Kajiura Hayabusa? Have you seen him?"

Qiu Zeyao looked at him without blinking, and answered meticulously, "He's on the third floor, I saw him."

Amuro asked in a different way: "What happened after you came here?"

This time, Qiu Ze Yao took a while to answer: "Visit the room, I won't tell you that Kajiura Hayabusa is the organizer, and I won't tell you where the USB flash drive is."

Amuro Toru!

Mr. A?

Wrong drinking! If you think about it, why would you say it? How can you fix it!

Can't tell the difference between thinking and saying!

Toru Amuro said with difficulty: "Hayao Kajiura, what is his code name? Is the USB flash drive information about the organization? Has Hayabusa Kajiura been under your control?"

It's the person from the organization, so that's why he has so much energy that even the public security can't handle him for a while.

Qiu Zeyao replied one by one: "Kaluya. There are records of illegal intrusions into various systems, a list of persons under his control, remittance records, criminal certificates, and evidence of jury control..."

If the previous words made Amuro's eyes light up, the last sentence made his heart sink heavily.

"I killed him."

Qiu Zeyao lowered his eyes, didn't look at him again, and muttered: "It was Qiu Zeyao who killed him, not the police."

He did not allow himself to defile the profession.

Amuro Toru felt a sudden realization - is this the reason why Qiu Ze Yao shot himself?

Can't accept yourself as a murderer?

An inexplicable impulse in his heart prompted him to speak. He half-knelt on the ground and looked at Qiu Zeyao, who was sitting, "What is your relationship with Mr. A?"

He remembered the behavior of Qiu Ze Yao and A-Jun that almost copied and pasted, and when he opened the bedroom door in the hotel in Okinawa, he saw the white-haired young man curled up on the sofa with his cat and looked at his mobile phone. A-Jun also huddled in the same way Play video games on the sofa.

He also thought of the bomb structure diagram that Matsuda Jinping sent him before, there was no communication, the countdown was stopped at 23 seconds, etc., and there were many more, such as unusual trust, loneliness but the only exception to each other, no matter what. Hesitant to shoot, unconditional support...

In the end, he remembered that he had deliberately used a close to ambiguous distance to tie a scarf for Mr. A. The boy's gray eyes overlapped with the blue eyes just now, and there was the same emotion inside.

After the rebirth, Toru Amuro actually read all kinds of related materials with a research mentality, including but not limited to [Q&A] If one day I find out that you are reborn, [Analysis] on the scientific realization of rebirth, [Fiction] After rebirth I have a deep understanding of contemporary Internet culture, and have dabbled in various literary works, including popular novels of course.

Amuro Toru, whose knowledge has expanded, has an unrealistic conjecture at this moment. No, it can't be regarded as unrealistic.

After all, even outrageous things like rebirth did happen, so it's not surprising that the two have the same consciousness.

Perhaps it was because of the experiment that the brain waves of the two people were connected, or it was natural.

Qiu Zeyao moved his lips: "It's me..."

A gentleman dare not think about it, for fear of self-defeating like before. So desperately diverted attention to other places.

The white-haired youth's eyelashes trembled, showing an aggrieved look: "Pain."

"I don't like it, I think... Take it easy, why did you come here? You clearly said that I won't die here... I finally made up my mind, so it's like a joke again?"

It sounds contradictory at first glance. Usually, people who are drunk have no logic to think about it, but Amuro doesn't think so.

"If I didn't come here, would you live?"

"Will do…"

"As Mr. A?"

"Well—" Qiu Zeyao said before he finished speaking, "How do you know!"

Mr. A?

no! It's the opposite! It's the opposite!

What you said was the opposite of what you thought!

Damn, why on earth did he take that bottle of wine so cheaply!

Amuro's reasoning hit, he should have been happy, but he found that he couldn't laugh at all—

Two people, with the same consciousness, may be more than that simple. Because it is only a superficial communication, it is not the case, at least it will not be used and the emotions will be the same.

If there is a stronger personality between Mr. A and Qiu Zeyao, it is undoubtedly Qiu Zeyao.

Assuming they are just a simple link of consciousness, then Qiu Ze Yao may influence A-kun.

But it is difficult for Mr. A to influence Qiu Zeyao, who has a sound personality, and Qiu Zeyao and Amuro Toru rarely have contact, so how could they have such a deep relationship?

That kind of... looks like he's looking at everything, but also looks like he's looking at the only one he relies on and trusts, shouldn't appear on Qiu Ze Yao.

And he just kissed each other not long ago, even if it didn't mean that, but it's the truth, it's just...

Amuro Toru felt a little hot on his face, and hurriedly threw those images out of his mind, forcing his thinking back on track.

In this way, the previous things can basically be explained, the only strange thing is why the two people were so cold when they were in Okinawa at first, and the reaction on the plane...

Could it be that if they are too close, they will not be able to tell the difference between themselves and each other?

But... in this case, the degree of connection is too deep.

If it is understood in this direction, there are still places where the explanation cannot be explained. Mr. A is a cadre of a criminal organization, doing the work of a killer, even if he saves people because of his kindness.

But he actually takes human life very lightly, and Qiu Zeyao is an honest and honest policeman, and the justice he pursues cannot tolerate any flaws. How can two people who can be regarded as contradictory...

Anshitou couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for a long time, and the person in front of him suddenly fell to him, his face resting on the side of his neck, he was startled: "Qiu Ze?"

There was no response. At this moment, the sound of opening the door came. He raised his head subconsciously, and saw that it was Matsuda Jinping and no longer cared, but quickly checked Qiu Zeyao's situation and called out.

He should have realized that, this person even said the pain, but he still didn't care, just blindly thinking about the so-called answer.

Amuro Toru let the young man lean on his arms again, holding his shoulders with one hand and the other's thighs with the other to pick him up. Matsuda Jinping had already rushed to the parking place outside and drove the car over. Then the door was opened and the two of them got in and sat back.

With a roar, the vehicle shot out like an arrow from the string, rushing into the snowy sky.

An Shitou called Feng Jianyuya and asked the other party to quickly arrange a doctor. After all, Qiu Zeyao's identity was sensitive at this time, and he had to find someone with high confidentiality and trustworthiness. The doctor who examined him last time was very suitable.

Qiu Zeyao's body temperature has dropped to a dangerous area, his face is no longer as rosy as before, pale like the snow outside, and the heating has been turned on to the maximum, Amuro can only try his best to avoid the wound and hold the person in his arms. In his arms, the other party's pulse was beating weakly, delivering the nutrients that sustain life to every tissue one by one, he put his lips against the young man's ear and tried to wake up: "Qiu Ze, Qiu Ze Yao, can you hear my voice? "

Matsuda Jinping, who was sitting in front, said: "You call him A to try, this guy prefers this nickname."

Amuro was stunned for a moment, and did as he was told, "A..."

He paused, "Mr A, wake up, it's time to get up."

The corners of Matsuda's mouth twitched: "Sir? This kind of place... I really can't stand you."

It seems to be disgusting, but it is actually diverting his attention.

It takes half an hour to get back to the city from here, which is too long.

Qiu Zeyao's persevering voice moved in his ears, he rubbed into Anshitou's arms, and muttered, "Don't... ask for leave tomorrow, I'll go to work..."