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"He never expects you to help him, he just wants you to be safe. ”

"Sometimes, don't think too much, don't know how to pretend to follow his arrangement, maybe it's better for you and for him. ”

"You're from a girl's background, and Kudo, who is a man, protects you, it's a matter of course, you just accept it silently. ”

Xiaolan looked at Kurosawa Silver with open eyes: "Mr. Kurosawa thinks so?"

"Hmm...... Well, I don't think so, but that's what I did. ”

"Do that?"

"I rarely say hello to my sister before I do things, even if I do everything for her. I'm used to silently helping her with everything. ”

"I seem to understand something. So, Mr. Kurosawa and Shinichi...... Is it the same?"

"Well, so, I understand Kudo's thoughts and am used to looking at things from his point of view. ”

"That'...... What is Mr. Kurosawa's idea for his childhood friend?"

“......”

"Mr. Kurosawa doesn't know?"

“...... It seems that in a way, Shinichi Kudo and I are not good goods. Kurosawa Silver was rarely silent when he said this, he glanced at the silver moon locked on the sky, something involuntarily came to mind, and sighed lightly, "Maybe I'm more cruel than him." ”

"Huh?"

"To be honest, I've been so busy lately that I haven't been seeing her for at least a week. ”

"Then、Then Mr. Kurosawa must go and see your childhood sweetheart!"

"Naturally, and compensation is indispensable. I'm still very satisfied with the fact that I know my mistakes and can correct them. Kurosawa Silver rubbed Xiaolan's hair, "As for Miss Xiaolan, I'll find a time to talk to Kudo." You've worked so hard to get used to him now, so I'm going to make it easier for you to get used to. ”

"Really, really?" Xiaolan was flattered.

"Ah, after all, I also have a part of the credit for him to become what he is now. Kurosawa smiled and shrugged.

"Thank you so much. Xiaolan took a few steps back and bowed to Kurosawa Gin, "Mr. Kurosawa is really a good person. ”

"Don't be so polite, you should be. Kurosawa Silver also took his hand back and smiled slightly.

"That'...... I wonder if I can make another rash request?"

"Huh?"

"I,I want to meet that young lady of Mr. Kurosawa's childhood sweetheart.,Is it okay?"

"This ......" Kurosawa Gin's smile froze a little, "She's going to the United States soon, and she's ...... lately There should be nothing to spare. ”

"Ah, that's it. ”

"Don't be too disappointed, next time I pay you to go to the United States, it's my other home. I should go back soon......"

Kurosawa Silver's expression was a little nostalgic, but soon he patted his head and looked annoyed: "But what am I talking to you about these things, that, Miss Xiaolan, I'm sorry, you didn't say these things to me...... Let's not go to the door now, maybe Kudo is almost there. ”

Xiaolan didn't speak, and it was hard to say anything when she looked at Kurosawa Yin's expression, nodded, fell silent, and followed his footsteps to prepare to leave.

It wasn't even two or three steps before Kurosawa Silver stopped and glanced to the side with some suspicion.

"Kuro, Mr. Kurosawa?"

"Did you hear someone arguing?"

"Hey, someone is arguing?" Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, pricked up her ears, and the tips of her ears moved slightly, obviously catching some wind, "When you say that, it seems that there is indeed a ...... That's from there?"

Xiaolan also looked somewhere.

Both of them frowned slightly, glanced at each other, and walked over quickly.

It's a secluded location, overgrown with weeds, and also near the eaves, with heavy shade.

The figures of two people loomed.

One leaned against the wall with his head to the left, and one stood next to the other, gritting his teeth.

"Take a break. Aren't you tired after saying so much, you can really be noisy. ”

"I'm noisy, I'm concerned about you, why can't you just tell me Mitsuo Ozaki what that guy got you to do! You tell me it's better for me to gag him!"

"Thank you Mr. Kyushu for your concern, but my little secretary doesn't need you to stand up for me. ”

"To hell with it, little secretary! Don't forget what you have done, if you become a murderer, the entire Metropolitan Police Department will be penned by the media!

"You don't need to care about that. Also, why do you suddenly care so much about me, as before, isn't it nice to be a stranger to the two of us from the beginning. ”

“...... Damn, I don't know how to get along with you after that incident, and I can't do anything with a hot face and a cold ass if you ignore me!"

"Oh, I know, so don't get along then. ”

"I, I, I...... I didn't mean that! Who am I...... You know I'm crazy, and I don't know why I've done something, but, but I really don't want you to go to jail right now, or for the sake of Mitsuo Ozaki's kid......"

"Young Master Mitsuo is much better than you. ”

"......" Boom!

Tilting his head slightly, Omi glanced at the large hole less than a centimeter away from his face, as well as Kyushu's hand inserted in the hole.

"I'm sorry, Hirosaku. When I knelt at my parents' graves and looked at their black and white photos, I had already decided to break with you. Maybe you still care about me, but I'm not ready to accept it. ”

“......”

"If you don't speak, I'll take you by default. Omi raised his left hand, grabbed Kyushu's right hand horizontally, and was about to remove it, but he felt the bloatness of his arm, but he raised his eyebrows, and looked a little surprised: "You have another task recently?" The weight of the bandage is very heavy, and your injuries are ...... It's not light either. ”

Kyushu didn't speak, still staring at Omi.

Omi shook his head helplessly: "Toss it up as you want, pay attention to your body, don't let me die in the mission." ”

He bent down, got out directly from under Kyushu's arm, pulled the necklace around his neck, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the entrance with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey......" sounded with a panting voice.

"What for. ”

“...... Your birthday the day after tomorrow, right? I have a gift for you. ”

"Oh, the anniversary of the extermination, it's just that kind of day. ”

“......”

The atmosphere between the two fell silent again.

Without Kyushu's stop, Omi's back quickly disappeared from Kyushu's sight.

Kyushu drew his fist, turned around, leaned against the wall and slid down, and after sitting on the ground, he slammed into the floor with a heavy punch: "Damn it......"

......

"Mr. Kurosawa......" Xiaolan looked at Kurosawa Silver with some nervousness.

To be honest, she instinctively wanted to comfort Kyushu, but she didn't know what to say, let alone whether she should go up and talk.

"It's better to let him be alone, he has a strong recovery ability, and he will be alive and kicking after a while, don't worry, in comparison, I'm more interested in Omi ......"

"Huh?"

"I seem to have seen Mitsuo Ozaki on the road he was just moving on, and I went up to take a look. ”

"Ah, Mr. Kuro, Mr. Kurosawa, please wait......"

......

"I said Omi, you're also ashamed, you used to have such a friend who was a buddy......" At the stage when no outsiders were present, Mitsuo Ozaki can be said to have unscrupulously expressed his dissatisfaction with Kyushu, "Did you see his stalker just now? It's really stupid!"

"Well, that's stupid. ”

"But I really didn't expect that guy to still miss you, I originally thought that he indirectly killed your relatives, and he had no face to see you for a long time before he always spoke so badly to you, but now it doesn't seem to be the case...... Tsk, looks like I can use this to make more of my legacy. ”

"Whatever you like. But Master Mitsuo, don't forget that you are still a suspect now, and you may go to prison, and I will do my best to bring the charges to me, but I don't know how the judge will decide. ”

"I'm not worried. With your eloquence, it's easy to hide from those police idiots. Mitsuo Ozaki chuckled, "Besides, you also know that if I have any strengths and weaknesses, your secret will soon be made public, so you...... But he will really be ruined, a former anti-narcotics policeman who is a drug addict, Mr. Omi. ”

He leaned into Omi's ear and uttered the last words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Omi's body stiffened: "I ......"

"Ahhh......h It's pathetic. But that's fine, so that we can rest assured that you can do things for us, Omi. ”

"......" Omi didn't speak, but her lips had been bitten by her and bled out.

"Well, so you must do your best to help me get rid of my guilt, I don't want to stay in prison for even one day, that will also affect my reputation, so I can only grieve Omi. As long as you stick to what you say, and I'll stuff some more money into some of the people in the Metropolitan Police Department, then everything will be as I want...... I'll see you on time and get someone in prison to send you something nice. ”

“...... Thanks a lot. ”

"Where, where, that's what I'm supposed to do, after all, your thing explodes every few hours, and it's almost time now...... I brought a pack. Mitsuo Ozaki untied the brooch and handed it to Omi.

Omi clenched his fists and looked resistant.

Mitsuo Ozaki rolled his eyes, pulled Omi's hand over and spread it wide, placing the brooch on it.

"You should have a syringe on you, it's easy to 'open the skylight', I haven't monitored this place beforehand, don't worry." Mitsuo Ozaki had a look of concern for you, "Then, I'll go to the gate first, you remember to come early." ”

"Yes, I'...... Yes...... ......" At this time, Omi's voice was already a little trembling, his face gradually became defeated, his fists were clenched, and he involuntarily squatted down.

Perhaps, as Mitsuo Ozaki said, his addiction to drugs ...... Unconsciously, it erupted again.

He needed drugs to cure his addiction.

Mitsuo Ozaki saw him like this, the smile on his face couldn't help but be even brighter, and the haze not long ago was completely swept away, and he left happily humming a song.

Omi's left hand was downward, and while the palm pressed the brooch, his fingers were inserted into the soil in the courtyard, and he scratched five finger marks on the ground, and his right hand trembled, and he had already touched the cross on his chest: the end of the cross was as sharp as a needle.

Omi had a self-deprecating smile on his face, he couldn't control the fine beads of sweat that were gradually seeping through his forehead, and he couldn't control his right hand from pulling out the cross, and with his left hand he picked up the brooch and plunged it into something that seemed to be an emerald.

The end of the cross easily enters the center of the "emerald", and as the cross itself gradually becomes darker, the "emerald" actually withers and only a membrane hangs on the brooch, and the cross becomes a dark color.

The "emerald" is the carrier that stores the potion, the cross can act as a syringe, and the next thing to do is nothing more than ......

Omi lifted up his sleeves, revealing his scarred left arm, which had tiny holes that were so dense that he couldn't count.

He pointed the end of the cross at his left arm.

"I'm really ...... A sick dog!"

He slammed his muscles.

The feeling of the liquid flowing through his body made his spirit, which was gradually consumed by some magical and terrifying power, have a tendency to recover.

He stepped up his efforts.

The hot liquid, boiling inside him, also reddened his eyes.

After his mental state barely stabilized, Omi opened his eyes.

He held the cross in his hand, but the liquid in it was not lost in the slightest, but the tip was bleeding, and it was his own blood, for in this short time his arm he had cut five or six bloody wounds with his knife.

The aim is to stay sober without relying on drugs.

It wasn't until he opened his eyes that he pressed the button in the center, and the liquid inside naturally sprayed out, splashing on the ground and splashing on the leaves of plants.

Omi licked the corners of his mouth and withdrew the cross, while at the same time, holding the brooch in his arms, stood up.

He took off his coat, wiped his arms, then gathered his coat, looked for bushes in the ground, dug a hole with his hands nearby, buried his clothes in it, and turned away as if nothing had happened.