Chapter 73: Mr. Black Cat

New York at night is a city of nights, with neon lights woven together to form a bustling scene.

However, the rain made the night cold, especially in the deep alleys, the sound of wild cats turning over garbage cans, and the meows from time to time also seemed to seep people.

With leather martin boots splashing on the bricks, Ritsu Sasashima hands in his pockets, and his destination is a non-bustling alley lined with abandoned residential buildings, the polar opposite of a bustling street market.

However, just as he was about to step into the alley, a yellow taxi entered the alley one step ahead of him.

Taking shortcuts is often a recipe for accidents, and this is not the place for ordinary citizens.

But he didn't expect the taxi to stop like this, and even stop at the entrance of the building where Belmode was located.

After seeing the people walking out of the car, Ritsu Sasashima dodged into the abandoned building next to him, carefully observing the movements of the two men.

Holding a black umbrella, Mao Lilan looked left and right but couldn't find a light pink handkerchief, she frowned and puzzled: "It's strange, it obviously fell near here, could it be blown away by the wind?" ”

Kudo Shinichi narrowed his eyes, and the straight man spoke: "Then forget it, it's just a handkerchief anyway." ”

"This is no ordinary handkerchief! That handkerchief was given to me by Sharon! Maolilan was dissatisfied, but she quickly remembered what Sharon had said to her.

- "I'll just say, there are no gods in this world. ”

Ritsu Sasashima, who was hiding in the shadows, pursed her thin lips into a straight line after hearing this, and Belmode, who was good at disguising and being cautious, would also reveal a fatal flaw.

"Hey, isn't that the one?"

After learning that the handkerchief had a special meaning for Xiaolan, Kudo Shinichi also temporarily brought back the emotional intelligence of running away from home, and he raised his chin slightly to signal Xiaolan to look up.

"You see, there's a handkerchief hooked on the handrail of that staircase."

"Really!"

Kudo Shinichi walked towards the abandoned residential building, and after looking in a few times, he put away his umbrella and said, "This building seems to be uninhabited, I'll help you take it down, you go back to the car and wait for me first." ”

- "If there is God, you will not be hurt now." ”

——“Thank you,sweet angel. You help me do it.”

Maolilan's mind was no longer on the handkerchief at this time, thinking of what Sharon and Rose had said to herself.

Could it be that Sharon knew from the beginning that the murderer of this murder was Rose? That's why I said that when I saved her life?

What to do? If I hadn't saved myself... Isn't Mr. Sith going to die?

It turns out that I am all the fault?

Step, step...... Trample.

Tears filled her eyes, and she stubbornly bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the sourness, but she didn't hear the dull sound of her shoes stepping on the waterlogged pavement, from far to near.

When Maoliran came to her senses, a Japanese man with short black hair in a long trench coat with a stand-up collar stood not far in front of her. Japanese men who would appear in uninhabited alleys at such a point in time... Could it be that he is?!

Looking downward, as the man approached him step by step, Maolilan keenly captured a sense of crisis. The left hand, hidden in the pocket of his trench coat, pulled upwards to reveal the cold outline of a firearm—a pistol.

“Hey! Herry up! He must be the murderer! ”

The driver saw that Mao Lilan did not react, so he had to step on the accelerator hard and start the car and drive away, obviously he didn't want to get involved in the case, maybe even his own life would be lost.

The man in the black trench coat looked at the girl with tears in the corners of his eyes expressionlessly, and someone faintly in his memory was on the number, it really looked like... I love to cry as much as she does.

"You're Japanese?"

The fear on Maolilan's face at the familiar Japanese language could not subside, and her trembling hands gripped the handle of the umbrella as she thought about how much chance she would have against the pistol.

"I asked if you were Japanese."

"Huh? I, I am! ”

It was like being caught by the head teacher for desertion in class, Mao Lilan replied nervously.

The man leaned down slightly with his hands in his pockets, trying to soften his tone as much as possible, and he asked, "Have you seen a suspicious man?" It's a Japanese guy who dyes his long hair silver and has a beard. ”

"No, I didn't see this person."

A black Chevrolet sped into the alley and came to a steady stop behind the man. Illuminated by the headlights, his surroundings are gilded with a warm glow.

Even so, Mao Lilan still felt that the man in front of her gave people a shuddering feeling, so much so that she maintained a half-step backward with her right foot, and she didn't want to get close to him.

“Have you found him? (Did you find him?) )”

have only found a tourist,He probably hasn''t come to this street. )”

The man's deep voice was matched with the sound of the rain, and the inexplicable picture became coordinated.

He's a good fit for black, and a good fit for black seems to be tailor-made for him.

His gaze stayed on Mao Lilan's face for a second, then looked at the tea-haired young man behind him again, and said in a deep voice, "The beast I was fighting with could not let go of prey like her." )”

The man was finally willing to pull out his right hand in the pocket, directly grabbed Mao Lilan's left elbow, and said: "All in all, it is very dangerous here, turn right at the corner in front of you and you will lead to the main road, and then you can call a taxi." ”

"But I'm going to wait here for a friend of mine!" Mao Lilan gently struggled to let go of the hand, and she explained aloud, "He was my classmate in the first year of high school. ”

"Then I'm going to warn you and your friends once." The man was not annoyed when he was thrown away, he turned his head and scolded coldly: "Get out of here!" Get out of this place now! ”

The tea-haired young man couldn't help asking, "We leave her here?" (Are we going to leave her here?) )”

"No problem, the exit of this alley has been blocked by us." )”

The scarlet eyes were particularly obvious in the dark environment, and Ritsu Sasashima, who was hiding behind the wall, raised his thin lips slightly, and his mood was inexplicably happy, probably seeing the long-lost... Mr. Black Cat.

But it's really surprising that the long hair like gin was actually cut off.

Ritsu Sasashima silently watched the back of the disappearing alleyway, and his gaze shifted to Moriran who walked into an abandoned residential building... Are high school students so bold now? Knowing that there are dangerous people nearby, he dares to step in.

He climbed over the window with great dexterity and landed smoothly on the ground, his black suit blending into the rainy night, quietly approaching the brave men who had strayed into the witch's territory.

Mr. Black Cat, who was sitting in the car, rolled down the window and leaned back, as if sensing something.

The rain still wet his handsome face, and his dark green pupils were staring at the alleyway that flew by.

“Akai,what are you looking at? (Akai, what are you looking at?) )”

"It's nothing. )”

It's an illusion.

Maybe it's when I see a girl who is similar to her, I fantasize that he will appear next to her.

Shuichi Akai rolled up the window and leaned back on the back seat of the car a little tiredly, thinking of what happened a year ago, the day he regretted the most.

It's not that Carmel regrets that his plan to arrest Gin failed, but that he regrets the three shots he fired.

What was I thinking at the time? I guess I want to wear down the organization before the mission fails.

But who would have thought that all he did was not to demobilize the organization... It's that he almost can't afford to collapse.

Shuichi Akai regretted very few things, but just before leaving the organization, he regretted it twice.

He regrets using her to enter the Order, and he also regrets killing him to leave the Order.

Why his long hair was cut short, only he knows.

He wanted to draw a line. Draw the line between the stars, Ley and Shuichi Akai.

It was the stars and Ley who left regrets and remorse, not Shuichi Akai.

Only in this way can guilt be reduced.

It's just self-deception, he knows it.