The white-haired and blue-eyed boy stood in place, turning his head to look in the direction in which Shirley had been taken away.

There was no expression on his face, and there was not the slightest curiosity in his eyes, but he stared at the same position without blinking.

Suzi looked at the young man's seemingly reluctant expression, and thought about the scene when Shirley was dragged away, so he asked out loud with interest:

"What? Do you have a crush on her? ”

Most of the children in the organization will be trained from an early age, and they are much more precocious than ordinary children.

Even when you are a teenager, you may experience a so-called love of life and death.

So it's not surprising that Avi Clear has a crush on Shirley.

Although Avi Clear doesn't look like a being tainted with this desire.

Suz's question was answered not by Avi Creel, but by Gin, who was a little impatient.

"Your question is too boring, Suz." The man with long silver hair turned the lighter in boredom.

Mars flickered and flickered.

"I'm just concerned about Ivey's love life, twelve...... Although it's a little younger, it's also the age of knowing Mu Shaoai. Suzi didn't care about Gin's cold face, anyway, the other party was such an expressionless cold face most of the time.

"I don't usually have much contact with girls, Shirley is probably one of the few girls she comes into contact with, so it's normal to have a little spark......" he said to himself, yawning at the end.

"But it doesn't seem to be that way." He looked at the young man's eyes again, and after being sure that he did not see the slightest expression of reluctance, distress, and love in them, he was a little disappointed.

Sure enough, Avi Clear is still a child.

It's a kid who calls him Brother Suzi.

A precocious child doesn't call him brother obediently.

"Can I go see her now?" Aitto looked back at his old father.

The man with long silver hair lowered his eyes and looked down at the imp in front of him, and the other party's flattery was undisguised.

He reached out and touched the boy's face, all the way to the neck where the collar was wearing, and tapped the back of his neck with his index finger.

"Go ahead." He said excitedly.

"Brother Suzi, goodbye." The boy simply said goodbye to Suzi and ran as fast as he could.

Suzi looked at the back of the child running away and touched the mask on his face.

"Did you bring him to see your friends one last time?" He asked in a tone that didn't quite believe it, and even the sleepiness between his eyebrows and eyes was washed away by doubt.

"Friends? The last side? Scold. Gin smiled wickedly as if he had heard a big joke.

What Suzi said was completely wrong.

Neither friends nor the last.

"So what about Shirley? Just so simple to die in the gas chambers? Why don't you leave it to me? Suzi leaned against the wall of the hallway, asking without expectation.

As a member of the Torture Division, he doesn't have a task to pass the time every day.

Most of the time I do handicrafts.

The shop selling ashes souvenirs had a miserable business, because the cost of construction and the location of the shop were remote, so he didn't even have the opportunity to do handicrafts.

The most recent one was a big single from Avi Creel, with three corpses.

But I can't sleep either.

Thinking of his insomnia, Suzi casually took out a can of black coffee from his body, opened the can with one hand and drank it.

"Do you drink together at night?" He asked casually.

Gin is, in a way, an alcoholic and a smoker.

With their colleague relationship, there is a high probability that inviting the other person to drink together will not be refused.

"Cocktails?" Gin asked rhetorically.

"No, antidote." Suz held up the can of coffee.

"The turf of absinthe, do you want to send it to the door to be poisoned?" Gin scoffed.

From the name of the antidote, you can see whose style it is.

Poisonous worm-like guys.

That guy's bar, there is a high probability that there will be some shady transactions.

Like what...... Drug trafficking, and even human trafficking.

In comparison, cocktails are much calmer.

Gin is not averse to those trades, but prefers a quieter atmosphere when drinking.

"If you get hit, it can only mean that your vigilance has decreased, you shouldn't." Suzi said indifferently and slightly provocatively.

"Huh." The man with long silver hair laughed noncommittally.

Suzi held up the can of coffee again.

……

The figure in the hazmat suit opened the handcuffs on Shirley's hands, but instead of untying them, he handcuffed one side of the handcuffs to the pole of the gas chamber, and the other side cuffed Shirley's hands.

"Kada." The handcuffs were again secured.

Then the two figures in protective suits left the gas chamber without saying a word.

From beginning to end, they didn't communicate with Shirley.

The gas chamber was filled with blowholes, and a white mist was being released from the holes.

Not quickly, but slowly, little by little, squeezing out the air and taking up the whole space.

Shirley's gaze was a little bit more than a lake, and her body slid weakly.

Only one hand was raised high because it was handcuffed.

If the gas is released, she will die in a short time.

But the organization didn't seem to want her to die too easily.

The poison gas was released little by little, so that she could fully feel what it was like to die from poison gas.

Her child's holes are shrunken, her muscles spasm, and she retchs uncontrollably......

Eventually, he will have trouble breathing and will die of painful suffocation.

Her eyes had been plunged into darkness, blindness caused by a lack of oxygen to her brain.

But there is still hearing.

The last thing that disappears after death is hearing.

"It's okay, take a deep breath, just breathe......" A familiar, soft voice sounded in her ears, soothingly patting her back.

Aitto sat on his knees and offered Shirley a knee pillow, touching her short brown hair with one hand and gently patting her back with the other.

The pretty girl looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

The painful expression of the person when facing suffocation is naturally not visible, coupled with the tears that flow unconsciously.

At this moment, there is no longer a moment when the other party can be so embarrassed.

The instinct to survive caused Shirley to grab Aitto's wrist, her nails sinking into the flesh, but the other party remained unconscious.

"It's all right, it's ......" Ato pulled out a handkerchief with one hand and wiped the tears and sweat from the girl's face.

"It's painful, right, so why do it? Obviously, as long as you continue to be a member of the organization, you won't be so miserable......"

"Sure enough, it's because Sister Akemi is too important......"

"But Sister Akemi said that she wanted the two of us to live well......"

"I promised to protect you." As if with endless love and love, the boy continued to gently wipe away the seemingly endless tears for the other party.

And kissed the other party's cold cheek.

"You want to leave the organization, don't you? But I can't do it, I can't take you away......"

"Do you have any good ideas? Talk to me and I'll help you. ”

"Or you just want to die to see Akemi-san, or maybe you want to kill me......"

"Will you make you happy if you kill me?"

The boy's voice was gentle and patient, as if he loved her deeply.

A cold, slightly weighty object was placed in Shirley's hand.

Barely on her mind, she instantly understood that it was a gun.

"Kill me, or...... Tell me what you really want. The young man's hand was placed on hers, and he lowered his head and whispered in her ear.