Chapter 97

waited until the other party showed her attitude, and Ikekawa Na found herself relieved.

One more collaborator is better than one more opponent. Especially the other party is the housekeeper who has been with him for the longest time.

"I think about it......" he narrowed, and the end of his words rose happily, "what I need most now is a piece of apple pie." ”

The butler smiled: "It's going to be baked right away, young master." ”

The unique aroma of butter was already floating in the air, and Ikekawa Na leaned over to glance at the apple pie in the oven, then at the time in the upper right corner, and pouted, "There are still ten minutes." Well, I'm willing to wait for it. I'll go out in the evening after eating, and I'll trouble you here. ”

"Get out? I'll tell the boss that you're resting at home. The butler quickly understood.

Sensing the change in the owner's mood, the snow leopard, who was originally barking at the housekeeper, flicked its tail, rubbed the owner's legs, and quietly left the villa with the bag in the corner.

The bag containing the □□ was taken away by the assistant waiting at the foot of the mountain, and she trembled and handed over a bag of fresh meat with the same packaging mixed with a monitor, and watched the overly clever pet run back to the villa.

"Isn't the young master afraid of having such a pet......" Assistant Katori, who had numb hands and feet every time they met, vomited his soul on the spot for a while.

But a smart snow leopard that hides a monitor in the room probably won't bite...... No, it's still scary to see each other's bloody mouths.

Rubbing her arms, she switched back to working mode, and quickly connected with other subordinates to connect with the monitor's channel, lest the housekeeper finish agreeing and turn around and sell people.

Fortunately, nothing else happened in the afternoon, and when it was time for dinner, she successfully picked up the young master and sent him to the safe house in the city.

This is a property that has been prepared for a long time, and the secluded location and sound insulation are intact, making it the best place to recover all your memories.

Ikekawa changed out of her obstructive kimono, put on her dressing gown, and walked to the bathroom.

After washing his face with water, he turned on his mobile phone and clicked into the second creation section of the forum that he hadn't seen for a long time.

In the upper right corner, there is a red sign that he is not logged in, he clicks on it, enters his mobile phone number, and then looks at the password column.

Before the virtual space fell asleep, the voice of the 22-year-old phantom rang in his ears again.

Language; Creek; Save; Rationale ·

'I wish you freedom and happiness. ’

Is that what it means?

This sentence was converted into encrypted text, typed into the password box, the screen flashed twice, and all the icons turned into a line of prompts:

Indy, welcome back.

His fingers twitched slightly, and he swiped over the public works that had received a lot of likes, and clicked into the private album.

The interplay of red and black spreads out throughout the book, from the scenes he sees every night when he is trapped by nightmares.

Ikekawa felt her head throb suddenly, and he quickly scanned the images with his eyes open, and then reached out and grabbed his neck.

The long-lost suffocation came with memories.

He felt trepidation, insecurity, pain......

Ikekawa Na was a little surprised, and the first thing that appeared was the memory of the day he found out that he was being slowly brainwashed.

The fear of being ten years old, the fear that I didn't know when I would be killed in my sleep one night, came back to my heart.

As he desperately tried to hold on to the memories that were blurred and faded by drugs and experiments, the 22-year-old man felt that he was inevitably trusting the gentleman.

It's as if the other party is really a respectable and worthy adoptive father.

It's like more than a year of captivity and all the exploitation that didn't happen, as if to repay the other person's essence is just false love.

It had been a long time since he had felt like this, and it had been a long time since he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to get out, to get out of this cage, to kill him.

His power is not stable enough, he can't fight back, he can't fight, and the only result at this moment is just to let the other party see his purpose thoroughly, and then exchange for a cage that can never be escaped.

The man who had been trembling and planning everything since he was ten years old finally felt panic again at this moment, he did not expect that the other party would quietly use his memory to do something, and with the increasingly mechanical brain, he would soon lose the ability to resist.

He was really tired, scared, and miserable.

Seventeen years ago, starting at the age of ten, the fear that had shrouded the shadow of death all the time swept back again.

Ikekawa felt like there was nowhere to run, and the bell on her ankle burned amazingly.

There was little time left, he needed a plan, a plan that he could only let himself know.

He needed a lot of preparation, to put those things, all the memories that were about to fade away, in different places, but with a thread to connect them, and it was still some time before the memory was completely lost, but not too long, maybe tomorrow or sometimes.

'You're so self-righteous. ’

When he escaped from the villa at the age of 17 and was recaptured, the words that the gentleman had said to him rang in his ears.

Ikekawa bit her lower lip and suppressed her emotions.

Is it because I am too self-righteous, thinking that I can fight with the other party and climb up?

In a great panic, the people in the hotel suite suddenly heard a noise outside.

Someone opened the door and walked in.

"Get out!"

He yelled outside, almost hoarsely.

Rey's tone softened, and he stood in the distance for a long time before he spoke, "Need help?" You...... It doesn't look good. ”

Actually, the adjective not very good is no longer appropriate.

He had never seen that high-ranking young master so embarrassed. He took a few steps past and saw a terrible bruise on the other man's neck.

Is it due to the unexpected penalty of yesterday's mission?

The FBI's undercover agent frowned, trying to reach out and pull up the man who looked ready to suffocate himself on the couch.

As soon as his hand rested on the other's shoulder, he felt his cuffs sink.

In Ley's astonished gaze, Ikekawa reached out and tugged at the man's sleeve for the first time in a gesture of weakness.

Take me away.

He whispered in his heart.

Like you said on that speedboat, take me away. Go anywhere, change identities, be protected by the FBI's witness protection program, and ......

And then what? Live this life of hiding in Tibet for the rest of your life?

Cowardly guys.

Ikekawa Nai choked her palm and split a sober light in the chaos.

If you want to live this life of living in the shadow of being found and being closely supervised by the police, as early as the age of 17, when he left the villa and fled to Rice Flower Town alone, he should tell the truth to the two policemen and ask for the protection of the police.

This is not the freedom he wants, the kind of freedom that has no support.

After nineteen years of living on the charity or help of others, he will no longer be trapped in this kind of cage.

He had to keep Gin calm and let Assistant Katori and Dr. Nozawa, as well as the rest of his men, complete the plan.

According to the information from his subordinates, now that the identity of Shuichi Akai has been discovered by Rum, his relationship with the other party's lover will definitely make the boss suspicious, and then increase the intensity of his memory transformation.

If he continued to wear it out like this, it would be difficult for him to regain his memory.

Unless...... He wanted to find a loophole, a timing, so that the organization had to erase his memory in a large amount of time in a short period of time, leaving his brain with damage, and there would be a risk of recurrence of sequelae without drugs.

In this way, it is possible to regain memories and continue the plan.

What kind of timing......

Ikekawa Nai coughed twice in a low voice, and suddenly smiled, "Ley...... Shuichi Akai. ”

The long-haired black man's pupils constricted, and the dark green pupils reflected the other party's smile without the slightest hint of tentativeness.

In the next second, he had already grabbed Columbai's neck and pressed him on the sofa, and the muzzle of the □□ gun on his waist was aimed at his waist: "When did you notice it?" ”

"Actually, that's the information I got from Rum." The man who was choked by the neck had no intention of resisting, and he looked up at the other person's face, which was shrouded in shadows due to the backlight, and chuckled.

All the plans were connected in the mind, interlocking, and the man's heterochromatic eyes shone with an unknown light.

"How about a deal, FBI. I will assist you in evacuating and help Akemi Miyano, who was implicated in your undercover identity, fake her death and escape. He coughed twice, "If that's not enough, the organization's intelligence can also be a bargaining chip." ”

“…… What do you want to exchange these for. Rye looked at him with heavy eyes.

"A bullet."

Akakawa Nai reached out and grabbed the hand he was holding the gun and slowly moved it to the position of his chest: "I need you to shoot me in the chest as I get out of the organization. Avoid the heart, of course. ”

"Don't let me down, Mr. Sharpshooter."

Pain, hatred, and other emotions flooded into my mind at that moment.

It was completely different from when I recalled it before, and this time these emotions that came with the memory did not mean to leave at all, and they rushed into the limbs and bones in the brain, and then precipitated.

Everything became a part of him completely, like repairing the gaps in his soul that had been broken by the vanishing of his memories.

Obviously, it should be a good thing that the memory is completely restored, but the sudden influx of so many negative emotions is painful.

As she bent over because of the pain from her brain exploding, Ikekawa finally figured out why the 'person' who had been memorized by herself at that time had made so much effort to test his acceptance with illusions.

It's too painful.

For some people, it may be better not to think back, but certainly not among those people.

Because the memories were churning in his head and forcing him to think about these things, the black-haired man only felt his head buzzing, and he even had to start a burn.

He stumbled from the sink to the bathroom, gritted his teeth and reached for the shower next to him, letting the cold water pour down his head and drench his clothes, but the headache still lingered.

Because of this action, he loosened the restraint on his neck again.

When she wanted to pinch it again, Ikekawa Na found that she had unloaded a large part of her strength due to a severe headache, and she couldn't meet the condition of suffocation at all.

He took a deep breath, and the memory continued to pour into his brain along with the residual suffocation feeling just now, and there was no other way, and his brain was a little confused at this moment.

With a quick movement, Ikekawa made a timer mechanism out of a bath towel and belt as a safety guarantee, allowing the water in the bathtub to be released when the suffocation time exceeded the safe range.

The man then drowned himself in a bathtub filled with ice water, a huge bathtub in a safe house that perfectly met all the requirements for 'drowning'.

At the moment when the feeling of suffocation re-encircled, Ikekawa Nai tightly controlled her two hands and did not let her body subconsciously carry out self-rescue actions.

At the same time, the phone, which was thrown aside at some point, re-lit up the screen because of the water dripping on it.

For ease of use, he canceled the setting of the security lock after entering the safe house, and the lock screen without any blocking measures opened on its own with the sliding of water on it, and below was the forum interface that Ikekawa Nai was looking at just now.

A post from a few years ago popped up quietly and was re-topped on the front page.

Is the system crashing in the creation area next door?! ]

[As the title suggests!] I just went home and wanted to take a trip in my happy hometown.,Suddenly I found that my favorite wife was set as an early black history and put into a private collection.,It's also published on the homepage.,Is this a system crash?!! ]

[LZ, you're too late!] I've eaten melons for several rounds! Just now, there was a crying post because the private work was opened, and it was found that his wife had been spitting out the black mud collapse of his family in the private collection]

[xsl delayed surfing,But this collapse is a bit too lacking.,If you know a teacher who has set up a private collection, remind it.,Quickly delete it]

[I've poked the list all over the place.,Aren't they all calling for not looking at private portfolios.,Don't talk about this?,After all, people are supposed to be saved for themselves.,If you want to scold, scold the platform!!] What bugs!! ]

[The truth is this, but I really can't help it, ahhhh ]

[…… Wait a minute! Speaking of private collections, who will remind me of the big ones!! I remember that he has a lot of works in this!! ]

[Grass...... I'll go and poke it in private messages, but he doesn't seem to read private messages very much]

[Did he reply?] ]

[No.,The message has been unread.,It's okay I roughly looked through a lot of paintings.,Nothing else.,Fortunately, fortunately]

[Luckily - speaking of crayons, why hasn't she spoken for a long time, didn't she tell the older one first?] ]

[…… I'm coming]

[Crayon!] What did you just do]

[Did you see the big picture?] It's the one in the private portfolio.]

[？ What's wrong......]

[I'll take a look]

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[I grass ......]

[I'm back...... What is the situation......]

[Ahhh

[Who knows the big, contact ahhh!!hh ]

[？？？？ What's the situation?! Now that the creative area has reacted, the station has been closed immediately.,I can't log in.,What's going on in his private portfolio?!]

[I grass ......]

[Wait, I'll slow it down for a moment, let's see if anyone knows anyone in the third dimension, try to contact it, and now that the station is closed, I can't send him a private message]

[I got out of bed first and turned on the light, I got goosebumps all over the night......]

[At that time, I was afraid that there was something not very good in it, so I went to flip through it and reminded me to remember to delete the work, and then the more I flipped it, the more I felt wrong]

[I don't know how to describe it.,His private collection is full of paintings.,It's like a manuscript.,The first few are snow scenes.,And then I was still thinking about the cost manuscript of the big guy.,It's a level that I can't draw in my life.,As a result, I turned down several pictures of snow scenes.] ]

[Exactly the same snow scene, but it can be clearly seen that the time and some small details are different, and the perspective is the same, that is, looking out from a backyard through the iron railing, the white expanse outside is full of snow and black pressed woods, I don't know why it gives people a very depressing and uncomfortable feeling]

[After about 20 or so, the color changed completely, and there was no such thing as this kind of landscape, just a large area of color blocks, and it felt like I was painting something that I couldn't see, and it was completely a combination of red and black]

[I also watched it...... It's just a color block, but it's very uncomfortable.,It's a completely painful and depressing way of expression]

[And the last painting was updated today, just a few hours ago]

[It's a bullet coming at the front.] ]

[I grass ......]

[I'm thinking, isn't there a saying that you will like the same people as you, don't you like Nana very much, these paintings feel similar to Nana's previous experience, it can't be because of this that you became Nai's chef, right?] ]

[Speaking of which, could it be just a drawing based on Nana's past?] As it is not easy to send it out, it is stored in it first]

[Did you notice a mark under each painting?] I remember that there seems to be a painting before, and it seems to correspond to the name one by one, right? ]

[Wait until I get out of bed and look into it......]

[Looking up to the big guy!! ]

[Back to the topic just now.,It feels really likely.,It's because of Nana that I drew these (gibberish),In short, it's not my own.,If it's your own, it's too ...... Sad]

[I'm back!] It's more complicated, but it's good to master the rules, it's made by deformation on the original code, and each symbol can correspond to a letter, so the engraving under his painting should be a word composed of letters.

I compared what I had been making public before, and I was probably right, because the engravings under those paintings were all things like the month and day, which were exactly the same as the date they were published at the time, and it should be like this]

[And then look at it this way...... The words underneath these words are 'childhood', 'swing', 'pain', 'why', 'hate', 'choice']

[hiss...... My goosebumps are back up...... Could it be painted for Nana?,It's almost my birthday.,Congratulations or something...... Woo woo woo hope it's just a review.,It's really super good.,Why go through this]

[From this point of view, it should all correspond, right?] The red and black color blocks are 'pain', 'hate' and the like, and 'childhood' is the snow, the pure black color blocks and the cage-like design, and there are also swings, maybe it's just a second creation]

[It makes sense.,Two-thirds of them were sent in the last month.,It's only been a few updates here so long ago.,Maybe it's a big second creation?] ]

[I don't think so......]

[Crayon Sensei!] Where did you go again]

[I lifted the name of his collection.,At first, I thought it should just be a second creation for Ikekawa Na.,After all, it's all corresponding.,But think about it.,If the pain is expressed in black and red.,It should be that all people who have been locked in one place for a long time will use the same cage to express it.]

[Why is Mr. Crayon so sure...... What is the portfolio name? It looks like a string of garbled characters]

[Well,I thought it was a random type at first.,Later I found that there were a few symbols that corresponded to the password.,I studied it and felt that this was another variant of the form.,It's also a contrasting English letter.,And it can be solved]

[…… What is it? ]

[Dedicated to Myself]

Dedicated to yourself......

In the midst of a strong feeling of suffocation and increasingly drowsy thoughts, a sentence suddenly sounded in Ikekawa Na's ears.

It was his voice, which sounded younger, but it was lower than it was now.

"To me, to myself."

In a trance, he saw the man who had made up his mind to gamble everything he had done in the future standing next to his bed, pouring the cold medicinal water he had prescribed from Dr. Nozawa down his throat.

Psychotropic drugs, given to people without related diseases, will have insomnia and dreamy symptoms, he swallowed these two pills, and unpacked the sleeping injections.

In order to ensure that at 4 a.m., each camera buff will be fixed at the moment of shooting, and that it can really record a valid dream image as a piece of the puzzle of childhood, these are essential procedures, and the side effects of mixing the two drugs are negligible in the face of any plan.

There's nothing more important than getting out of here.

In the memory of the picture, the man looked through all the photos in the private portfolio the night before Shuichi Akai revealed his undercover identity, and then carefully typed the code in the introduction column, checked the name of the collection again, and then put down the phone.

Including those published works, the memories of the past 22 years from now, all the pain, hatred, and depression, as well as all the warmth, freedom, and the love he still fears from others, are sealed here, dedicated to himself who has lost all of them in the future.

It's like the heart of a puppeteer, with him, the self that has lost his memory will not become the one he once feared the most, the walking dead who no longer has his own thoughts.

Countless memories, emotions, laughing and crying, no matter what, all rush to the brain.

Before his consciousness could completely dissipate, before the simple mechanism attached to the drain outlet could drain the water in the bathtub, Ikekawa felt a pain in his wrist and shoulder, and the next second, he had been dragged out of the bathtub full of water.

A huge sound of water sounded, and because of this action, most of the water in the bathtub was spilled.

"What are you doing?!" A voice with anger came from above, and Ikekawa coughed and looked up, seeing a familiar and unfamiliar face through the mist in his eyes.

Shuichi Akai ......?

No, it's not. The man in front of him looked much older than Akai Shu.

The tall man looked to be in his forties, and even had faint fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but his face was still handsome, and even more attractive because of his age.

He didn't wear a knitted hat, and his relong-grown hair was tied back with a headband, and the wanton feeling of being young was much more restrained, and he looked calm and restrained.

Ikekawa hates anyone who has a temperament similar to that gentleman.

So he stepped back a little, and choked several times before reaching out and touching the phone next to him.

A person who looked to be a teenager Akai Shuichi appeared here obviously unscientific, he immediately suspected that it was caused by the forum buff, and as soon as he opened the forum, a new buff appeared in front of him.

[Let's have some Renaissance!] The last three digits of your phone number measure what you will be doing at night! 】

Sure enough, the result he used his mobile phone number was [chatting with a colleague ten years later in his bedroom]

He was a colleague with that guy ten years later? No, it is not possible.

I'm afraid that the colleague written here refers to the period when Shuichi Akai was still Ley.

After a glance at the introduction, I don't know when this buff will disappear, but it shouldn't take long. And this Akai Shuichi is a person from the future, even if something happens, it can't affect reality.

Thinking of this, and now she doesn't have the energy to deal with the other party anymore, Ikekawa Na stood up against the wall, stumbled out of the bathroom in the other party's already somewhat dissatisfied gaze, and pulled out the medicine in the drawer by the sink.

The headache is about to crack, and if I don't take painkillers, I'm afraid I can faint directly.

He opened the lid and was about to pour it directly into his mouth, but before the first pill came out, his wrist was grabbed again.

'Shuichi Akai' looks really angry now.

Chikawa Nai didn't care what the other party was feeling, he struggled twice, didn't struggle to let go of the man's hand, and could only pick up the phone with his other hand.

Clicking on the forum, he continued to flip through the post, wanting to see when this troublesome guy from ten years later would be able to go back.

The post was still hanging on hot, and another post followed.

[Old thief!!] Who the hell is this?! Why are you finished, the unsolved mysteries of this world are still here! 】

[As the title suggests!] Who the hell is this mysterious subordinate of my cub?! I was able to enter the safe house that Brother Gin hadn't even entered, and I helped pull it up from the bathtub to recover my memory! ]

[Ahhh

It's still black with long hair.,Although the good guy hasn't drawn the upper half of his face.,But it looks like a calm and restrained type of tension in his forties.,Even if you only have the lower half of your face, you're handsome]

[And...... This poor body size, is it really more than Nai cub has eaten more than ten years of food and exercised for more than ten years, although the height difference is not particularly big, but why do you look so small when you stand next to others! ]

[Yes!] When I grabbed my arm to block the medicine, I thought that Naibao was going to be pinched and turned over with thick breasts. ）

Although the height difference is not big, there is always a feeling that Nana will not be able to touch the ground on her toes when the time comes]

[Grass!] The pen is for you, you write it to me-]

Na Ikekawa:.

He's the one who should be yelling, 'Grass!' 'That's the one, right?!

The already chaotic brain was even more confused, he turned around, and quickly pushed the uninvited guest out of the bathroom, angry: "You stay away from me." ”

Don't get so close to me for exercising so much!

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