A group of people exchanged what they had heard or knew about the Miyamoto Group's investments, and then let out one exclamation after another.

Although the Miyamoto Group does not disclose much investment to the outside world, it is definitely not a small amount.

It is known that the investment in minerals, energy investment, and rare metals in other countries is well known......

Just let people know that this is a behemoth with assets all over the world.

Although there is very little investment, every project invested in has never failed.

Silver Bullet Detective Agency.

"Speaking of which, let's go to Gunma Prefecture in a few days." Zhuxing Xiushu was lying on the sofa looking at the book, and suddenly said.

"Why did you suddenly want to go to Gunma Prefecture?" Takizawa Jin was also a little curious.

"Because the red *** festival is about to start, didn't Kikukawa say it before?" Zhuxing Xiushu raised his eyebrows.

"Red***...... It's the fire festival, and that's really it." Kikukawa Seiichiro also remembered.

"November 10th, the date of the festival held by Chi***." He said.

"Then we'll go a day early, I haven't seen what the festival in the village is like, I don't know if I want to dance......" Jiang Shouhuang said with a smile in anticipation.

They often go to big festivals and the like.

It is true that there are few people in the small villages.

November 10th...... When is it?" Miyamoto Aito's eyes were blank.

"This Sunday." Hideki replied.

「…… That's right." Aitto nodded.

But isn't it June?

Is Sunday November?

Miyamoto Ito is a very adaptable person, accepting and quickly adapting to any environment.

But...... He couldn't get used to the irregular time.

"Don't worry, we know you can't tell the time, we'll let you know when the time comes." Takizawa Shinya patted Aito's shoulder with a smile as if he was a good brother.

"Hmm!" Aitto nodded.

The five people stayed in the office not to wait for the client to come to the door, but simply, with nowhere to go, to pass the time.

I didn't want to go home so early, and I didn't have a case, so I had to stay in the office and communicate with each other.

Wait until after eight o'clock before going home.

Instead of going home, Ato went to the base where Amuro was being held.

After entering the punishment room, he saw a man with long silver hair sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette.

Vodka stood aside, silent as a silent guardian spirit.

"Suzi said you were too light." The man with long silver hair opened his eyes, and his scarlet eyes were full of indifference, like drops of blood frozen into ice.

"......" The white-haired young man lowered his head and said nothing, as if acquiescing to this statement.

Toru Amuro frowned.

"Do you expect a twelve-year-old imp to kill me? Gin?" His voice was a little hoarse, but his provocative and mocking gesture was as always.

"Kill you? You're overestimating yourself, it's just punishment, and by the way, I'll give Avi Crell a lesson on how to be ruthless, you're a teaching prop." Gin sneered twice and said indifferently. ….

He pressed his cigarette into the ashtray that Vodka was holding, sat aside, and looked at the blonde figure lightly.

One was hung with a bruise, and the other sat there, neatly dressed and tightly wrapped in his coat.

Gin's eyes also seem to be looking down at Amuro condescendingly, and it seems to be looking at some boring ornament.

Amuro Toru who was obviously hung up was taller, but it still looked like an existence that was overlooked.

The blonde man had obscure blue-gray eyes, and his eyes were still unruly and full of life.

"Go, Ivey." Gin let the silver-white snake peek out of his cuffs, crawled all the way up to his shoulders, straightened up and looked at it

Curtain.

Once again, the white-haired boy became the Inquisitor, or rather...... Executioner.

This time, the strength was to make Amuro can't help but close his eyes, and at the same time, it also made Gin feel satisfied.

"Well done, Ivey." Amuro opened his eyes and saw the white-haired boy standing in front of Gin, meekly bowing his head and letting Gin touch his hair.

Gin's face, on the other hand, was careless, as if he was just stroking a puppy.

Amuro is disgusted with the feeling of being powerless, and he is also disgusted with himself who is powerless.

Of course, he is equally disgusted by the culprits that cause him to become powerless.

And at this moment, Gin was obviously regarded by him as the culprit.

Sooner or later......

He'll kill Gin.

Amuro lowered his eyes.

"Three more days before the punishment is over, right?" The blond man asked, looking up.

"Brother Bourbon." Aitor saw the difference.

"The body is broken, but it's suffering." Bourbon looked at what would be his own body in the future and couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't want to use his tattered body.

"I'll be fine." Aitto said immediately.

"Bourbon." Gin looked at the other party.

What's the difference.

He was keenly aware of this.

That kind of look, dark, dirty, like the eyes of a sewer that never sees the light of day, is something that Valley-Zero can't disguise no matter what.

True, the eyes of creatures in the dark.

"I'm okay with you training him, but don't break your body...... I'm still waiting to take over." As if he was used to such punishments, the blonde man smiled calmly.

"Dissociative identity disorder." Gin narrowed his eyes and said in a tone of certainty.

Abbreviated as split personality or multiple personalities.

Undercover agents are originally a high-risk group of people with this disease, especially this kind of guy who has been undercover for many years.

And the way he taught Avi Clear during this time was itself prone to mental problems for undercover agents.

Responsibility and morality, emotion and reason, always doing things that you know you shouldn't do, but can be successful, such problems will arise.

Extreme division.

He did it on purpose.

So Gin had long expected this situation on the other side.

It's just that it's faster than he thought.

"I know he exists, so to speak, he doesn't know my existence, do you want to help me? Erase his personality and help me take complete control of this body?" Bourbon didn't care, and said to himself. ….

"What kind of help do you want?" Gin didn't make a mockery, just asked coldly.

Although his coldness has its own contemptuous and mocking effect.

"I can't deal with him directly, I can only encroach on him little by little, and now, most of his I've almost fused, except for a small core." Bourbon looked at him with a hint of sarcasm.

"This person has lived like a dog for the police, he has nothing but the police, or the country, because his other fetters have disappeared, and only this one remains......" He curled his lips and smiled, as if he didn't answer the question, meaning unclear.

"You want him to lose his last bond, to be abandoned by the country, to shake his so-called core, to completely devour him." Gin easily understood his answer, and his tone was calm.

"What do you think? Ivey." He looked at the boy beside him.

Aitto looked at Gin's calm eyes, then at Bourbon's smiling eyes, and a soft smile appeared on his face.

"I think it's a good idea." He said.

Brother Bourbon devours Brother Tho.

When the two souls merge together, it is equivalent to no one disappearing.

All that's left is the whole family.

"Right." The smile on the blonde-haired man's face became more and more obvious when he saw this.

A person who has nothing and loses his goal is just a walking corpse.

Occupying the body of the walking dead is undoubtedly extremely easy.

He looked forward to the time when Amuro lost everything, and that was also the time when he regained his freedom.

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Ruo Xuanyue