Chapter 113

"The best way now is to go back to the base first to discuss countermeasures." Amuro frowned.

"The best way now is for you to go back to the base and discuss countermeasures." Ikekawa accented on the word 'you', "And I, I should go back to see him now...... He is not far from the eternal life of his dreams. ”

“…… Eternal life. ”

The curly-haired officer, who had been standing silently at the back of the deck, repeated.

This word, which could not exist in reality, was spoken, and he took off the sunglasses on his face, as if wondering what kind of organization his contemporaneous friend had gone undercover.

"I've seen him before." Recalling the man who was sitting in a black vehicle and looking at him when he was left behind after the summer festival, Okiya felt a slight tingling in his fingertips, "He looks...... Only in his thirties. ”

"Twenty years ago he looked like he was in his thirties, and now he's even younger." As the only person who has been able to meet with that gentleman every few days in the past twenty years, Ikekawa Na said in a relaxed tone, "I saw him a few days ago, this guy ......"

He opened his eyes, his expression dark, "He amputated most of his body and converted it into a machine. ”

"What a madman." Amuro gritted his teeth.

"None of those who want to live forever have normal brains."

However, his parents should have made the other party completely the culprit of medically defined neuropathy. Ikekawa Na blinked, thinking in her heart.

After all, injecting extreme emotions into his brain can cause a lot of damage to his nerves.

"Now that you know his situation." Okiya opened his eyes, his dark green eyes were dyed thick black by the night, "Then you should know how dangerous it is to go back at this time, even if it is Columbai." ”

"Even if you want to join the ranks of undercover agents." Matsuda Jinpei reached out and rubbed the head of the blonde bastard next to him, "You also have to work out a combat policy with a real undercover agent in the base, right?" ”

"Undercover? I'm afraid it won't work. I just called him a while ago and scolded him for being insane. Speaking in a joking tone, Ikekawa shook the phone in her hand, "I can only go back as a traitor now." ”

"You had a showdown with him?!" The blonde man kept raising his voice, his voice tinged with disbelief.

"Actually, I didn't scold the neurosis, but I scolded the disgusting." After thinking about it, Ikekawa Na smiled like a high school student who showed off his behavior of running away from home with his friends, "I can scold something else when we meet, as long as he doesn't meet and gag me." ”

Several mobile phone screens are now the only source of light, illuminating their faces.

Ikekawa Na rarely laughed like this, anyway, Amuro had never seen it, his eyes were bent, and he looked extraordinarily ambitious in the hazy light and shadow, and the tips of his hair seemed to hide the wind of freedom.

"He didn't dare kill me, mother...... Something is hidden in my head. Tapping her temple with her hand, Ikekawa turned her head and didn't look at their expressions, "With his current impatient pursuit of the goal, he will soon try to find something in my head." Then it will be my battlefield. ”

This is just his speculation, now that he goes back to the police, the most likely thing he can get is a temporary 'prison observation' and assessment, of course, the plan for the organization cannot directly involve the members of the organization, rather than sit in the umbrella they provide and say some valuable information for people to refer to, he wants to see the gentleman die with his own eyes.

Or rather, with your own hands.

"And...... This is the bargaining chip of the transaction. All I can offer is that I'll stay with him until you break down the Order, making sure he doesn't merge with those cold machines and become a monster. ”

Looking at the expressions of several people, Ikekawa raised her eyebrows, "Why, isn't it the best plan to install an internal response next to the core person." If I really want to help you, it will definitely provide a lot of help, and if I regret betraying the police halfway, you didn't let me get much information, nothing to lose. ”

Okiya didn't speak.

The person in front of him exchanged his life for a bargaining chip in a few words, and placed it in front of several people, as if he had been caught back and pressed on the operating table, and the brain was invaded by a cold instrument again as simple as eating.

He didn't speak, but Matsuda Jinpei spoke.

He looked at each other, and for the second time felt that the teenager who had been pulled from the alley to the fast food restaurant had grown up and become an unpredictable adult.

The first time I had this feeling was when I went to investigate the case, knocked on the door, and found that my two friends were in the room, serving the rich young master as bed companions.

Facing the pair of eyes that were completely different from the ones he had been, he opened his mouth and asked a question that no one could have thought of: "...... that day Was it asking us for help, the day I ran away from home. ”

As he spoke, he remembered the boy who trampled the bomber under his feet in the alley, and wore a suspender suit pants in winter, and his knees were red from the cold.

Seventeen years old, even if there are still a few days to become an adult, it is still seventeen years old.

Most people at this age are in high school, and the biggest worry is whether the person they like likes likes them, why they can't improve their academic performance, what university they want to go to, or the conflict between their parents.

It's just that at this age, he tossed a way for himself to gamble with his life, and then ran to the torture he knew he would face without looking back.

Ikekawa closed her eyes.

Actually, he also forgot.

At that time, I was scared, when I knew that I would never be able to turn back when I got into that car, and even my life could only be gambled.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't look away.

When Kenji Hagiwara opened his mouth and said, 'We can definitely help you,' the boy did stop.

But it was only a brief pause, after which he still walked into the black antique car without even looking back.

"...... for help? Why do you suddenly ask this. Ikekawa looked at the other party.

"Just out of curiosity. If you want a new identity, you can get it by just going back. Matsuda paused, "Now I have to use so many chips to exchange for the same things as then." Or maybe that's not what you want from us. ”

"Of course I'm not going to change to this." Ikekawa Na chuckled, "Never. If I had gone with you at that time, he would have come to me, no matter where he hid...... I don't want to live that kind of life of fear and anxiety, and it makes no difference to be a fugitive. ”

He leaned back on the handrail of the deck, the wind from the sea and the heat of the fire blowing through his hair.

From start to finish, Ikekawa always knew what she wanted. In order to be truly free, he had to be given real authority, and not to seek refuge in others when he had nothing.

"Hah...... Either way, the most stable thing for me is trading. Whether it was with you at the time or with you now, it is a one-sided asylum seeker. ”

Ikekawa Nai spread her hands and pointed out her consistent principles to the other party, "Rather than gambling on whether you will be accepted as a member of the previous organization, I want to use a useful chess identity to make a deal with you." ”

These words really made people a little speechless.

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes narrowed and he didn't speak. In the middle of the ring, he put back the sunglasses on his forehead and smiled, "If that's what you've always wanted." ”

He paused, felt for his chest pocket, and pulled out a thin cloth from it.

"It's a small ...... giving. Swallowing the word 'little girl' that would reveal his identity, the curly-haired man handed over the thing in his hand.

Ikekawa was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take it.

Something familiar. He had pinched this thin cloth and looked at it many times, and imagined in his mind the appearance of the couple.

The old-fashioned and serious husband and the woman with a cold temperament don't look right together in the photo, and only when they look at the flowing text do they look like a couple who will snuggle together.

After that, he returned the thin cloth to Akemi Miyano who had given it to him, because he didn't have a completely safe place to put it, and he didn't expect that after going around and around, the letter was back in his hands.

“…… Thank you. ”

He whispered his thanks and put the thin cloth in the pocket on his chest, pasting the fabric of his kimono with the pendant he had just put on recently.

The footsteps were very soft, and looking at the backs of the two leaving, Ikekawa Na snorted and turned to the side, "You're not going with them?" ”

Will joint police activities also engage in small groups? Japan's police and police isolate the FBI together?

Okiya didn't respond, just held out his hand to him.

There was no moonlight, and even on the deck, it was dark all around, and I couldn't see any expressions of the other party, Ikekawa Na put her hand up a little strangely, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in her palm.

The neglected pain finally came back to the door, and he looked down to find that the other party had illuminated his hand with the screen of his phone.

Just now, I smashed the glass injection tube, and there were still a few broken glass buried in the lines of the palm, mixed with half-dried blood, looking hideous.

The other party carefully picked out all the broken glass.

It's not really a wound.

“…… You're not going to persuade me, are you? Ikekawa narrowed his eyes, and he noticed that the clouds in the sky had dispersed a little, "He took a lot of things from me, and after so many years, I only took back my memories...... And feelings. I'm going to ask him for the rest of the stuff myself. ”

The moonlight finally came through the clouds, and there was no sign of the helicopter, so he reached out and measured the outline of the moon with his fingers.

"I don't do things that are doomed." The other party replied.

Chikawa Nai glanced at him: "Then you don't go." ”

The other party didn't show any expression on his face, but looked a little calm, and he glanced up at the sky, as Ikekawa smiled at the childish behavior of gesturing his finger at the moon.

The shoulders trembled slightly, shaking off the sparse brilliance.

"Probably waiting for it to come out." Okiya paused, reached out to turn off the voice changer on his throat, and finally made his original voice.

As he spoke, Shuichi Akai, who finally revealed his original characteristics, looked at the moon.

Just now, it was blocked by the clouds, and the only light that could be illuminated was the fire and the phone screen, but only a little part of it.

Now the moonlight really outlines the outline of the two, and Ikekawa Na's face is finally revealed in the shimmer. The moonlight sprinkled on the ends of the hair and eyelashes condensed into frost, outlined into lines, like a painting of the flow of time.

Ikekawa Na looked at the person in front of him and noticed that his face looked a little cold and hard in the moonlight, "You don't seem to like the moon very much." ”

"Huh?" I didn't expect to ask this question, but Shuichi Akai glanced at the sky again, "I don't like it." ”

It stands to reason that both of them are most accustomed to being in the company of the moon, after all, darkness is the best way to hide.

Akakawa Nai withdrew her hand and made a joke: "What, will you also be stabbed by moonlight?" ”

When he was a child, he didn't have much else to do, he could only live with a book in his hand, read everything good and bad, and saw many stories and poems, some of which were well written, and some of which were so hypocritical that they made people's scalp tingle.

In any case, there are always many people who are sentimental when facing the moon, and it is estimated that those writers and poets will be stabbed by the moon.

“…… Stab? Shuichi Akai repeated this sentence, his eyes slightly dark, "Maybe?" ”

"Looks like you really don't like the moon very much." Ikekawa Na felt a little strange.

Why? Because he doesn't like the night, the moon reminds him of when he was an undercover agent?

He couldn't figure it out for a long time, and when he looked back at the person next to him, he only saw that Shuichi Akai seemed to be in a daze, and the man's gaze stayed on his chest for a short time and then moved away.

Ikekawa Na seemed to suddenly understand the reason.

Moonlight, cold wind, metal. The bullets fired were illuminated by the afterglow from the sky in the night, and finally turned into moonlight that shot into his chest.

Moonshine, moonshine. It is indeed a murderous moonlight that can stab people.

He blinked and twisted his head, "Don't look any further." With the current light, you shouldn't be able to see anything clearly, and if you look at it for a long time, you might turn your head and forget it, wasting time. ”

"That's right." Akai raised his eyebrows, "Maybe I'll forget it after a while." ”

He still looked at the other person and did not withdraw his gaze. By the soft moonlight, I saw him suddenly laugh.

Deceitful. Akagawa thought. If you remember it for ten years, you can forget it after a while.

"Did you stay just so you could talk more when you could see people?" The exit stabbed the other party slightly, and Ikekawa Na looked up at the sky as black as the sea at the moment, and suddenly spoke.

"I still can't figure out why someone can remember others all the time."

Always remember, with that kind of emotion, it is not the fear that arises when Tian Juying mentions his parents, but the lines of his eyebrows and eyes will be softened when he says the name, this kind of memory should be regarded as love.

Ikekawa Na racked her brain and thought, "Is it because of guilt?" That's all I can think of. ”

Love is too vague to figure out what Akai Shuichi's emotions originate from, as if the only possibility is guilt.

But the other party doesn't seem to have anything to feel guilty about.

"If you have to discuss this." Akai Shu opened his mouth, and finally said, "Maybe it's because I remember it first, so I feel guilty." ”

Because there is the feeling of 'love' first, do you feel guilty? Or does it actually make sense the other way around?

I didn't learn this word from the first twenty-four years of my life, but now I want to sort out the person in front of me, Ikekawa Nai thought about it before she spoke, "Then you don't have to feel guilty." ”

The two of them have been using each other from the beginning, Akai Shuichi deceived him for the information of the organization, he pretended to be deceived in order to catch the red party's line to complete his plan according to the other party's wishes, disguised as a lover to deceive others, and the two of them deceived each other vigorously, wanting to deceive a true person who could make a profit.

There are so many circles of truth and falsehood, both of them are liars, and no party should feel guilty.

If feelings lead to guilt, then feelings are fake, and there is no need to talk about the word guilt, there is nothing to owe in the first place, if it is the other way around, then there should be no guilt, and there is no need to say the word 'love' again.

Ikekawa Na's brain was dizzy and the posture of these unfamiliar areas burned the main board of his brain hotter than the fire on the lower deck, he held his forehead, and finally came to a conclusion.

The two of them should be two lines that do not interfere with each other, because the oolong is involved and crumpled together, but it can be pulled apart by pulling one side, and it will become the original shape again.

If that's the case, Shuichi Akai shouldn't have remembered him for so long, after all, he should be a cunning liar, how can any victim feel guilty about a liar.

He thought firmly and seriously, but Shuichi Akai next to him stared into his eyes and didn't say anything for a long time.

The space here is too small, and it would have been a cold night when two people who were almost close together felt a little weird, and Ikekawa Na took a step back, trying to distance herself.

As soon as he walked out halfway, he felt his arm tighten, and Shuichi Akai, who had been silent just now, suddenly grabbed his shoulders and arms and dragged him back directly.

"I don't think it's the other way around." Knowing that the 'remember' in the other person's mouth corresponds to another strong word, the tall man did not pause, "Guilt cannot give birth to another feeling, these two are not related in nature." ”

"Then we don't owe each other." Ikekawa didn't turn around, and she didn't understand why she was here to talk about this topic with the other party.

Yes, if you haven't touched your sincerity, you shouldn't be ashamed.

But.

Shuichi Akai closed his eyes and took a light breath.

"If I say ......" Akai Shuichi at this age has not yet settled all the edges underneath, and is still as sharp as a bullet that has just been fired. He looked at the face of the person opposite, and couldn't say the word 'love', just lowered his eyes, "I'm ashamed." ”

What if he is ashamed?

Ikekawa's eyes widened.

He knew what the other party wanted to say from this sentence, and now the unspeakable love was accumulated on the word "ashamed", exploding a hot light.

He was so stunned for a moment that he didn't even dare to look up into the other party's eyes.

In the silence, Shuichi Akai lit a cigarette.

Ikekawa exhaled and reached out to smoke a cigarette from the cigarette case that the other party had held on the table.

He held the slender pipe in his mouth, lowered his eyes, and couldn't find a lighter, so he could only lean closer and light his own cigarette with the spark of the other party's cigarette butt.

Akai Shuichi seemed to want to say something more, he moved his lips, and the last tirade was put 'later'.

So the man lowered his head slightly, narrowed the distance between the two, and briefly let the skin on their foreheads touch each other by taking advantage of the other party's posture of lighting a cigarette.

waited until the other party reacted and left, before Shuichi Akai lowered his eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the forehead that was sticking to the other party just now with his fingers, obviously the person's body temperature was very cold, but this skin burst out with hot heat.

In the end, he didn't make this gesture, but just re-lit a cigarette with his raised hand.

The skin was hot, but he never reached out to touch it.

Ikekawa turned her head, and the salty smell of the sea water came to her face with the vapor.

He felt as if he was thinking a lot, but as if he hadn't thought about anything, and Shuichi Akai leaned against the handrail of the ship to look at him, the tobacco in his mouth lit up with a spark.

The sound of a helicopter propeller sounded in the distance, and Ikekawa Na looked up and pulled out a smile, "Goodbye to you in advance." If you don't leave, you'll be taken back with me. ”

“…… I'll be waiting for you outside. ”

Ikekawa smiled and didn't reply.

(End of chapter)