Di Lu, who was about to walk into the room, thought about it for a while, and finally left a note at the door.

"Amuro and dogs are not allowed."

I worked hard to find half a day of cat, but I was broken by a piece of broken paper, and my heart was broken.

Pressed his forehead with a headache, Bourbon felt that if he let this cat go willfully, he would have to eat blood pressure medicine as a meal sooner or later.

It's not that I don't know that the cat must have its own considerations for doing this, but this silent attitude makes Amuro feel very angry.

"Your cat meal is gone this year!"

Raised squeaked in front of the stupid cat's door, and Bourbon turned back into the shadows.

Now let's deal with what's going to happen in the evening... It's more urgent.

With a smile that belonged to Bourbon, Amuro picked up the walkie-talkie and watched the last rays of sunset disappear in the sky, his thin lips raised.

"The rules of this promotion are - there are no rules, everyone can do whatever they want, and those who appear alive in front of the examiner in two days will be considered successful."

"Of course, I'm not an examiner, and the examiner was in the first batch of people who came on board... Of course, you can attack the examiner unscrupulously, and the examiner's life or death will not affect the final score~"

Condescendingly, looking at the people on the deck who had begun to be vigilant, touched the weapon in their arms, and were ready to attack at any time, the fierceness in their eyes could no longer be hidden.

"It's an honor to make this broadcast for you, I'm Bourbon, so,"

With a smile that could even be called hideous, Amuro pressed the button to start the game.

"The hunt begins, gentlemen."

Isn't that a bad job? The dense screens in the small room are in front of you, showing everything that really happens outside.

Di Lu leaned back on the boss's chair with a little boredom, the ballpoint pen in his right hand was unconsciously abandoned and caught by it, and occasionally kicked his legs, making the boss's chair under him turn and turn, to pass his boring feeling because of the sound or silent "plot" that was happening on the cruise ship.

The "venue" was provided by the gentleman, which means that this cruise ship is destined to not reach its destination, perhaps in silence in the middle, or directly into a hidden research institute on a desolate island... Who cares?

I want to live forever and I want to be crazy... That guy...

Glancing at the long list, traitors who had betrayed or were ready to betray the organization's secrets for various reasons, undercover agents sent by various agencies, and a lot of waste were of no use, densely packed with three-quarters.

I have to say that the proportion is quite heavy, and the remaining quarter is estimated to be unlucky ghosts who are suspected of guilt, and that gentleman is quite big.

There's a scavenger smell, but when the water is clear, there are no fish, and I guess I'm not on tonight's survival list, right, is this what I mean by wanting this boatload of people to be wiped out directly?

It's not impossible, I feel as if I have seen the dawn of successfully prying the corner of the gin wall...

…

The sound of gunfire was endless, and the luxurious cruise ship was soaked in blood, spreading the smell of death.

Shuichi Akai stood in the corner with a pistol in his hand, not quite understanding why he was forced to face a battle royale game when he just followed Di Lu's whereabouts normally, and even participated in the massacre himself.

Reluctantly, he shot again and broke the hand of a person who wanted to attack him, the moment his arm was broken, his head was shot by another person, blood splashed, staining the snow-white walls red, and he didn't want to become a butcher's knife to take someone's life again after leaving his undercover career, but he had no way, he didn't protect himself, and now the person lying in the pool of blood would be him.

Everyone was red-eyed, and whenever a living creature appeared in front of them, they would raise their hands and shoot, allowing the bullet to take away the movable words of the living creature.

It's not that he didn't want to stop it, but it was too difficult for him to do it alone, and it wasn't that he didn't think about picking up his mobile phone to call the police, but the organization's signal shielding work has always been good.

I don't know who is in charge of this game, but that guy Camus won't be able to escape... Shuichi Akai, who had an idea in his heart, clenched the pistol in his hand, carefully concealed his figure, and walked towards Dilu's room.

What was that guy thinking at this point? Is it pain or powerlessness, or is it used to it, or is it... That guy is the one who started it?

Shuichi Akai, who was distracted, walked up the corridor and wanted to go further, but was stopped by Amuro Toru who had been guarding in front of Diru's door.

Smiling like an ordinary waiter, he stopped Shuichi Akai, and Amuro spoke softly.

"I'm sorry... This gentleman..."

He pointed to the sign on the door of Delu's room, and spread his hands as if helplessly, but his muscles tensed, ready to attack.

"This road doesn't work~"

"Oh?"

Akai Shuichi narrowed his eyes and asked rhetorically with a smile, but his left hand was in his pocket, silently rubbing his hidden pistol.

"Why don't I see any way out? After all, no matter how you look at it, it's still quite spacious, this courier brother who looks like a foreigner. ”

One of the part-time jobs that didn't care about being broken, Toru Amuro seemed to be shocked by Shuichi Akai's stupidity, and Bourbon, a reliable organizational intelligence officer, once again tapped his hand to the notice that Dilu had posted on the door of the room.

"Isn't it all written here? Amuro and dogs are not allowed! ”

The gentle smile instantly became defiant and malevolent.

"Or do you really mean that you can't read people's words? Dog? ”

"No, this kind of notice doesn't mean me, does it? And the first name that you are not allowed to enter is to name you, Mr. Amuro? ”

Shuichi Akai looked at him and felt offended.

Amuro smiled and said nothing, and after removing the notice, he turned it over, revealing the Q version of Akai Shuichi drawn on the blank paper, with a big pointing arrow on it, and the word "dog" written on it.

It's really me, it's pretty cute... No, why did Camus know I was on this ship?

Pulling back the thoughts that were a little out of his mind, Akai Shuiyi glanced at Amuro Toru who was guarding the door of Dilu like a loyal wolfdog, put away the gun very simply, clenched his fist and punched him in the face.

He has been upset for a long time to see that this blonde and black-skinned guy will only please Camus, although that guy's people can't be killed, but it's good to have a beating, and by the way, he can let Camus see how wasteful that guy is, and maybe he can let him think about abandoning the darkness and turning to the light.

has already run out to find Xiaolan and Conan to prepare to go with the group, and Di Lu, who can't see the fight between the loyal dog Golden Retriever at his door and Erha, who wants to eat fart, is completely blind.

"Hello!" Who scolds labor?