Night fell, but there was still no sleepiness.

Or if you want to fall asleep, you can't fall asleep easily.

Dressed in a white bathrobe, Ritsuhei Sasashima was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, obviously sleepy but very awake, and this feeling had tormented him for a year.

Presumably someone sleeping next door is still awake.

Since he couldn't sleep, he might as well find something to do, so Ritsu Sasashima propped up his body and turned on the bedside lamp, took out his mobile phone to enter the Yahoo page, and began to search for information about the trading target on it.

Knock, knock.

"Come in, I didn't sleep."

Belmode, dressed in a white bathrobe, held two glasses of red wine in her hand, put one on the bedside table, and then walked to the sofa next to her and sat down. You who are with me. ”

Ritsu Sasashima picked up the wine glass and took a sip, unexpectedly raising his eyebrows: "Amontia sherry?" Oh, you're really in love with sherry. ”

"That girl has value for the boss, so naturally I won't disobey the boss, but that doesn't mean I let her go." Belmode shook the amber wine in her glass, the faint scent of hazelnuts, which she had always loved.

"It's like your little kitten who is obsessed with the FBI."

Ritsu Sasashima's face sank, and his eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, which showed information about the target of the transaction - he really didn't expect it to be a celebrity.

Teiji Moriya, 46 years old, male, is a professor at the Department of Architecture at Toto University in Japan and a well-known architect in Japan. At the age of 34, he completed the design of the Sumida Canal Bridge and won the Japan Architectural Association Newcomer Award.

"Are you familiar with the architect Teiji Moriya?"

"The name is unfamiliar, but the surname is somewhat familiar."

After thinking for a moment, Belmode thought of a previous reception in London, and she replied, "It was about sixteen years ago at the London reception, and there was a Japanese architect whose surname was Moriya. ”

"Where's the name?"

"Sadaharu Moriya."

It is still very difficult for ordinary people to hide their identity information, and Ritsu Sasashima easily found out that Sadaharu Moriya and Teiji Moriya are the same person, and the former is a former name.

The reason why he changed his name to Teiji Moriya is because he has a fanaticism about "symmetry", similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness disorder, he is an absolute perfectionist.

As for whether he is a perfectionist or not, whether he loves symmetry or not, Ritsu Sasashima is not interested at all, all he cares about is why Teiji Moriya buys explosives from underground channels, and the amount of explosives is enough to make a plastic bomb.

An architect like him would probably be approached by the company that blasts the building. Buying explosives anonymously doesn't look like doing something good.

"He's your trade partner?"

"Well, I'm going to plan a little bit... Sir gave me extra tasks. ”

"Swallow them all?"

"yes, are you going to be my helper?"

Belmode suddenly lost interest, she is not a model worker like Gin, she can't wait to play the role of a big star every day, she can participate in less tasks, she will never take the initiative to join.

Unless there's something she cares about in this mission, it's like-

There's the kid of the Kiko family and his childhood sweetheart.。

"Now, Augier."

Belmode stood against the light, her aqua-green eyes rippling, and she asked, "Do you believe that there are angels in this world?" ”

"I don't believe it." Ritsu Sasashima affirmed, "You know, I've always been a materialist. ”

"I used to think that there were no gods in this world."

Although Belmode did not finish the sentence, it is not difficult to understand... She now believes that gods exist.

- "One person may have a motive for killing another, but saving someone in a hurry is not considered so much, right?" ”

The words of Kudo Shinichi inexplicably appeared in his mind, and Ritsu Sasashima remembered the picture he saw, and he couldn't help but bow his head and smile. This is what makes a young man full of righteousness different from himself.

If the other party represents "evil", he will definitely not lend a hand.

Because he is not sure whether "evil" will harm others after being saved by himself.

"Are you sure you don't have anything to tell me?" Ritsu Sasashima asked.

Belmode's pace is really annoying, and when talking to smart people, you will always be figured out. She turned around and said in a flat tone: "Then bother you, and help me watch them in my spare time." ”

"Yes, I won't tell anyone else about today."

"Ahhh~ Is this flattering me?"

"No, it's just strange that a witch would be interested in something other than potions."

Belmode leaned against the edge of the door and smiled, "But I've always been interested in you, why don't you give me a chance?" ”

"Interested in me?" Not to be outdone, Ritsu Sasashima met the beautiful eyes full of smiles but no warmth, and asked rhetorically: "It seems that you like me to make it clear, just like you..."

"That's it, I'll be angry if I keep talking."

"Okay, I wish you a sweet dream."

"Good night, Handsome Guy."

Ritsu Sasashima shook his head slightly, there are really enough people in the organization who are not frank. People who are good at lying may end up deceiving themselves, just like him.

Tricking himself to the point is considered a success, and Ritsu Sasashima feels that he is already halfway there.

Putting these emotions aside, he looked down at his phone, searching for relevant information about Teiji Moriya, and only by studying the other party thoroughly could he use his plan to perfect the task that the gentleman had given him.

Whether it's Akaru Izawa or Ogil's identity, it doesn't seem suitable to approach him.

Do you want to plan a new identity? Ritsu Sasashima pondered whether that identity was used to facilitate access to the Suzuki Foundation, or it was not appropriate.

Anyway, there is still a week to trade, enough to find a suitable way for yourself.

Adjusting the phone to silent mode, Ritsu Sasashima turned off the bedside lamp and slowly lay down, trying to put himself to sleep.

I don't know if it was because of the glass of Amontia sherry, or because of the fatigue after a long journey to complete the task, he fell asleep for the first time.

But in the end, he was disturbed by a dream, and he woke up after sleeping for less than three hours.

Wet with sweat in the bathrobe, Ritsu Sasashima lifted the bangs in front of his forehead, thought of the faces that appeared in the dream, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

After sitting for a long time, a slightly nasal voice after waking up in the morning sounded in the empty room: "Why do you remind me in this way of something that I won't forget... Can't you let me get a good night's sleep? ”

Knowing that this sentence was said to himself, and knowing that no one would respond to this sentence, he still said it.

There was a stuffy breath in my chest that I couldn't spit out, so I had to relieve it in this way.

Ritsu Sasashima propped herself up and walked towards the bathroom, still having a shower to rinse her body and take away the remaining tiredness.

After getting dressed again, I just opened the door and smelled a nice smell.

"Good morning, Augier."

I don't know if it's his delusion, but Belmode seems to be very happy today.

"Morning, Vermouth."

Belmode had experienced the taste of sleep for a long time, and she took a simple English breakfast and smiled: "Let's finish eating and then go to the airport, there will be time." ”

"Oh, thank you."

"I won't send you there, I still have some problems."

"I'm not a three-year-old."

Without waiting for the other party's response, Sashima Ritsu glanced up, and sure enough, Belmode was very abnormal today, and he would have said something like "Ah, aren't you just a child in my eyes" before.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'm at the airport."

"Slow down and don't send it."

After Belmode watched Ogier leave, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number he hadn't contacted before. She played with the silencer in her hand, and her eyes fell on the neatly stacked handkerchiefs on the coffee table.

When the other party connected, she easily transformed into Sharon Wynyard's voice.

After the ordinary shush and warmth, Yukiko Kudo, who was exercising in the park in the morning, couldn't help but ask, "Sharon, you shouldn't have noticed that Rose was a little wrong after that, right?" ”

"Well, I've always been sensitive to this, but I didn't expect her to kill." Belmode put down the silencer in his hand, gently covered his abdomen with his left hand, which was still aching, and said with a light smile: "Don't talk about this, can you help me convey a word to Xiaolan?" ”

"Huh? You said. ”

"You say, you're right... I also found my angel. ”

"Ahh That's a pretty good statement. ”

"It's okay, I still have something to do here, so I'll hang up first."

When a witch has a human weakness, what is her end?

Belmode put away her handkerchief and slowly got up, she didn't expect that she had been in the dark for so long, still longing for the sun's salvation.

He may be the silver bullet he has been waiting for for a long time, the silver bullet that can destroy the black through the darkness.

Suddenly, I was looking forward to the days ahead.