MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 61

Perhaps it was Mr. A's reaction that afternoon that gave Mr. Takeuchi some illusion. The next morning, after introducing her to the classmates, she stretched out her hand and placed Mr. A in the third-to-last row by the window.

As we all know, the protagonist has the law of the second-to-last row by the window, so Sakamoto is behind him.

During this week, he was fortunate enough to witness the secret skills of classmate Sakamoto, such as cleaning up the mess, subliminal effects, etc., as well as various operations that ordinary people could not reproduce. Mr. A perfectly integrated into the atmosphere of admiration and worship in the class. Spent the first week of admission without risk.

The last class on Friday was English conversation class. After listening to Mr. A for a while, he couldn't help but turn his eyes to the window. There were not many people paddling like him in the classroom, and the teacher had long been accustomed to such polarized teaching. In the scene, as soon as the bell rang for get out of class, she left without any hesitation.

Mr. A, who has not joined any clubs, can immediately carry his bag and leave. He stuffed all kinds of homework into the schoolbag he just bought. After a moment of silence, he took out one by one. The homework is for those who want to get into a better university. Prepared, Mr. A, as a poor student who transferred halfway, doesn't need this at all. He was just thinking about something just now, and he did it subconsciously without reacting.

Just looking for guilt.

A Jun picked up the empty schoolbag, and when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance back at the desktop. The books on it were all brand new, and he didn't even write his name.

Enrolling in the Ice Emperor is more troublesome than expected. It is not easy to find a school with high quality education but not limited to students' grades. Amuro has wasted so much energy, and it seems that he has not been very good for paddling...

So, or else do it?

Mr. A was swaying between carrying homework and walking directly, and from the back came the clear and elegant voice of Sakamoto classmate: "Learning is never a matter of hesitation at any time."

The schoolbag was heavy, and the books on the table disappeared. Sakamoto gently pushed the bottom frame of his glasses, reflecting the light of wisdom.

"If you are confused, I will be happy to help you." The screen of the phone lights up with his Line on it.

"Thank you, Sakamoto-san."

With a schoolbag on his back and a mobile phone with the contact information of Sakamoto, Mr. A took the train home with a complicated mood.

The weight behind him is the weight of knowledge.

Toru Amuro, who hadn't been back for a week, heard the door open and quickly walked out of the kitchen. He was still wearing a blue polka-dot apron and smiled at Mr. A, who said I was back: "Welcome back, today is Curry and Tonkatsu."

Mr. A threw the overweight schoolbag into the sofa, and people also fell in. He didn't do anything, but he felt very tired both physically and mentally.

"How do you feel about school?" Amuro blinked in surprise as his eyes swept across the bag that was stretched out of the shape of a book.

A Jun said weakly: "I feel very bad, can I drop out of school?"

"No." Toru Amuro's voice came from the kitchen, "Have you made friends these days, Mr. A?"

"Yes..." Mr. A hesitated for a moment, thinking of the cell phone of his newly added contact, and not so sure, for Sakamoto, it was probably just a good deed to help his classmates, but what about him, "He's going to teach me to do my homework. Come on, we added Line friends."

If you say that... Toru Amuro will probably be surprised. Unexpectedly, his campus life is actually quite decent.

"Eh? So it seems that Mr. A is adapting well. Then I can rest assured, remember to get along well with friends." The other party replied.

Mr. A turned over on the sofa, "Yeah."

Weird...

How can a guy who has basically no social experience and a job of murder and arson can have any innocent friendship with the flowers in the school.

An Shitou was clear about this, but he still threw him into the school. Because the purpose is not to make friends at all, but to integrate, he has to learn to integrate into the social life of normal people.

Disguise yourself as a normal person, otherwise it will be difficult to live in this society.

But Mr. A will never step into the society of this world in the future, and he is not really an experimental subject with no social experience. Obviously, this cannot be told to Amuro Toru.

Therefore, if it can make the other party feel more at ease, he does not mind doing optional things.

Like making friends.

such as homework -

Consider this again.

The time soon came to Sunday. Mr. A met with Scotland and Ley at the old place. After finally confirming the action plan, Ley took a step forward with the guitar bag on his back, while Mr. A took Scotland with him. Hotel Suzuki where a banquet is about to be held.

Just hearing the name, I feel that this hotel has a bad fate.

An Shito's informant took them to change into the waiter's clothes. He asked Scotland to shave his beloved beard, on the grounds that his image should not be sloppy. When he saw Mr. A, the informant paused and said hesitantly: "Dai Maybe a pair of glasses would be better?"

That would be too much like child labor.

Mr. A: …

He took the black-rimmed glasses handed over by the other party and put them on, changed his standing slightly, and suddenly seemed much more mature.

When looking at it again, the too young face has no sense of existence. This is also a camouflage skill taught by Amuro, which can make up for the lack of appearance to a certain extent.

Scotland's pupils moved a bit, and a thoughtful look flashed past. Mr. A finally tidied up his bow tie and nodded to the informant, who said, "You two go this way."

This banquet is not as nondescript as that island. In the low-key and luxurious lobby, men and women with bright clothes and elegant manners are intertwined. Classical and melodious music is coming from the stage, and the pianist is emotionally playing gorgeous movements .

The people who can appear here are not big businessmen or celebrities in the political world, and the pianists on the stage are also celebrities in the industry.

Holding a wine glass, Jun A walked among these big men in a low-key manner. He and Scotland were one and a half people, and quickly determined the current trend of the target.

Although he didn't really want to kill someone, he had to act like he did. After pressing the communication headset to contact Scotland, he didn't receive a reply for a long time. There was only a sound of unknown meaning.

It means that the other party is temporarily inconvenient to speak.

Encountered an accident?

Mr. A smiled and took the empty wine glass from a woman's hand, replaced her with a new one, and then turned back to the direction he came from.

It took a while to find Scotland. In front of the other party stood a girl in her twenties, with long chestnut hair in a braid, wearing an aqua blue dress, looking helplessly at Scotland... the little girl behind.

"Garden..."

"I told you to leave me alone, sister, go talk to those uncles with your father!" Suzuki Sonoko grabbed the back of Scotland's suit, stuck her head out and made a face, "I can't stand that kind of boring stuff. ."

"Really, you were the one who said you were going to come together..." Suzuki Ayako looked embarrassed, "and how can you rest assured that you are running around alone in such a place, don't cause trouble to this gentleman, I will take you there How about eating cake?"

"I'm not a child." Suzuki Sonoko was unmoved, "I'm not alone, and Mr. Midorikawa, you don't have to worry about me!"

Scotland's psychological quality can be seen, the smile at this time is still gentle as usual, he nodded to the distressed Suzuki Ayako, turned and half-squatted and looked at Suzuki Sonoko, whispered something, the girl puffed her face, "I Know it!"

When the two sisters were far away, Mr. A did not approach Scotland, but sighed through the headset: "It's really popular with children."

Scotland's eyes swept over him without staying too long. When he turned to leave, he raised his hand to hold the headset and whispered, "Sorry, have you found the target?"

"Your six o'clock direction, come according to plan three first, and be optimistic about the timing."

"OK..."

The wine glass that moved his hands and feet arrived in the hands of Miyazawa Fumio. Of course, there was no poison in it. This guy never enters anything from unknown origin. This wine glass just has more hidden cracks. Clear how many bodyguards the other party brought—

The bodyguard on this occasion is not the black suit and sunglasses in the film and television works, so it is just a test.

Although the action is not necessarily unsuccessful, but if it is successful, it will be too late to evacuate. Better to take it slowly.

boom!

He was stunned when the gunshots rang out, because it was much earlier than expected, and A-Jun frowned.

"Scotland is an undercover agent of the Japanese police. He will not watch Fumio Miyazawa die. It is inevitable to pass information to the police."

Amuro said, sliding the tip of the pen over a circle on the paper, and encircling the undercover in the middle, "But they don't want the identity of Scotland to be exposed, so they will definitely not act in the open."

"The biggest possibility is to fake a terrorist attack and let the banquet end early."

Bloody, Mr. A noticed the surprise flashing in Scotland's eyes, and the latter's eyes subconsciously looked somewhere. Although he reacted quickly, Mr. A did not miss this detail.

The police did put people in, and it was right to fake a terrorist attack. They just didn't expect real terrorists to get in. They were all focused on the assassination of an unknown organization. Moves a hand before they do—

This wave... this wave is called making fakes come true.

These are all people with heads and faces, with rich experience, so after the panic, they quickly calmed down and moved to the escape exit. The bodyguards in the crowd surrounded the gangsters and took out all 9mm pistols.

A-Jun took the opportunity to change the angle and saw clearly the face of the guy who was still twitching on the ground.

Very good, I don't know him, he doesn't seem to be a famous person.

"Don't move!" The man who fired the gun tore off his collar, revealing the red bomb inside, "Don't move!"

He was wearing a security uniform, but it didn't fit well, so he must have gotten in with someone else's clothes.

Two masked men, one fat and one thin, came in at the door, and the guns were aimed inside, forcing those who were trying to escape back.

"Don't worry, we're only looking for money, and you'll be fine with your cooperation."

The deliberately lowered voice didn't get far at all, and the gangster didn't care, he raised the muzzle, motioned everyone to go inside, and gathered them together.

Mr. A followed the flow of people, and soon met Scotland. The two looked at each other, and neither of them intended to take advantage of these gangsters to kill the target.

"Ley..."

rely on you…