Chapter 60

When Zero took out the key and entered the house, a neighbor next to him happened to go out.

If it had been before, he would probably wear the mask of private detective Toru Amuro and greet him with a smile. After all, building relationships with neighbors and colleagues can add realism to your character.

But now he is not in the mood at all.

"Click."

The blonde mixed-race man with a height of 1.8 meters entered the house to change his shoes with a plastic bag from the pharmacy in his hand and walked into the living room.

He went out for about half an hour.

The room was very quiet, with a human figure bulging out on the sofa, and Kawashima Ezaki was at his best sleep.

Zero put things on the coffee table and bent down to look at the teacher's sleeping face.

The young man's eyelashes were closed, his forehead rested on the back of the sofa, the soft leather sank a little, the soft blanket woven with wool covered his lips a little, and his quiet and shallow breath seemed to blow on the heart of Falling Valley.

He took out the electronic thermometer and medical alcohol disinfectant tablets from the bag, first carefully wiped the side of the brand-new instrument, especially the probe part, then cleaned it with water, and carefully washed his hands, called Kawashima Ezaki in the past.

"Teacher, open your mouth to take your temperature."

Kawashima frowned, pretending not to hear.

Falling Gu Ling squatted on the side of the sofa and said warmly, "After taking the temperature and taking medicine, can you continue to sleep?" ”

He didn't dare to say that the doctor had prescribed ointment.

If I say it now, the teacher may be so annoyed that he will not want to take his body temperature and take the medicine.

Kawashima Esaki couldn't sleep at all.

Not only is zero annoying, but the system is also very annoying, I don't know what I searched for in the forum, and I was chattering in my head about what "staying in my stomach will make me sick", "It must be zero who is lazy, this kid looks very diligent with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but I didn't expect to be unsuccessful in this regard! ”

After speaking, he complained about Kawashima Ezaki, "Look, it's all because you don't let me come out to watch, if I come out to watch, if he dares to be lazy, I'll smash his skull!" ”

It seems to be righteous and righteous, but I don't know how selfish it is.

Kawashima Esaki took a deep breath.

Say in your head, "Shut up. ”

The system is fierce, very aggrieved, and the mouth is pouting to be able to hang the soy sauce bottle.

He didn't dare to speak out loud, so he muttered indignantly, "It's not that I made you sick, what kind of anger did you get angry at me, and I was worried that you would just drop to zero, if you don't praise me for my loyalty, you still murder me." ”

Kawashima Ezaki Shin said, are you worried because you're worried?

The abacus beads were about to collapse on his face, but he just didn't bother to say it.

Tsukitani didn't know that he had been pressed such a big pot in vain, and when he saw Kawashima turn over to look at him, his eyes were half-open, and the corners of his eyes drooped a little unhappily.

"Hurry up."

Zero nodded, "Hmm." ”

The young man opened his mouth, revealing his red mouth, he hooked his tongue slightly, and the cold, still watery thermometer probe was stuffed under the base of his tongue, and the metal hard object was tightly wrapped in soft flesh, a little uncomfortable with a foreign body, but it was bearable.

Kawashima Esaki holds the instrument in his mouth.

It takes about a minute to measure the temperature in the mouth, and when the display panel on it is no longer flashing, the temperature is measured.

Drop Valley Zero took it down and looked at it.

"38 degrees 2, moderate fever, take pills to reduce fever, I'll pour water."

When he came back from pouring water, Kawashima Ezaki had already sat up and was answering the phone, "Mmmm, I know, I was sleeping just now, I didn't hear it." ”

He glanced at Zero, put a finger to his lips, and motioned for Zero to make a sound.

Tokita Ichiro originally wanted to tell him that his identity had been set almost, roughly because his parents were dead and he was born in an orphanage, but later he was favored and funded by a mysterious rich man, and he hired a tutor to train him-

The tutor was deliberately arranged by Ichiro Tokita.

If you've ever been to school, you're bound to leave a mark on it. It is easy to add and delete school electronic files, but it is difficult to tamper with the daily photos, graduation photos, classmates, class images, and memories of classmates.

These hard-to-tamper areas can become the cause of identity exposure.

So it's best to nip these factors in the cradle from the start.

"Winter Temple" is not the only child raised by the mysterious rich man, but he is the best of them all.

Not only is his physical skills very good, proficient in disassembling explosives/explosives/objects, strong sniper ability, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance ability is not inferior, watching him grow up day by day, getting better and better, and he is about to become an adult, serve the rich, and become one of his elite bodyguards.

The hapless patron died in an accidental car accident.

The car he was riding in collided with a large truck of a moving company, and the driver, in a panic, made the most wrong choice - slam the steering wheel!

It was three days before the rescue team found the body, slamming the guardrail of the winding road, and rushing down the cliff with the people and cars.

Because the rich man's "funding" behavior over the years has been carried out secretly, his heirs don't know, or vaguely know and don't bother to care. The head of the fight for the inheritance is about to break and bleed, how can you care about the bodyguards who spend a lot of money to train.

No matter how powerful and elite you are, isn't it just a bodyguard?

In this way, Kaoru was forced to be free.

When the tutor no longer came, the phone call of the future boss once a month was gone, and the apartment where he lived had no one to continue to pay because the rent was due, the landlord took advantage of him to go out and change all the door locks.

This newly adult, uncared for and without any long-term things, like a lonely soul, smashed the window glass of the apartment, went in and took what he had, and disappeared into the world.

As for how he met "someone" and lived with "someone", let the black-clad organization find out! How can everything in a person's life be found?

It just so happened that some time ago, there was indeed a rich man who loved to "fund" and died in a car accident.

Shida Ichiro unceremoniously pressed this matter on his head, and there was no proof of death anyway.

Kawashima Esaki felt that it was no problem after hearing this.

"Yes."

At this time, Tokita Ichiro was standing on the windowsill of the office of the National Police Agency, touching a cigarette and smoking.

If Kawashima Ezaki was here, he would have found that his office had the same layout as he had been in the Metropolitan Police Department, and even the couch he slept on had been moved here intact.

Old, old.

Toiletries are still stocked in the cabinet under the desk, and on the top floor, there is a scarf that has faded over the years.

Tokita Ichiro felt that his voice was not quite right, and frowned slightly.

"Why is your voice a little hoarse, are you sick? It's not very comfortable to look at you in a coffee shop at noon. ”

Kawashima Ezaki didn't want to say more.

"Is there one? Maybe I just woke up. ”

Electronic devices don't convey timbre differences very well, and Tokita Ichiro believes it, "Okay, that won't bother you." ”

"Hmm."

The two hung up.

Zero listened to the general situation next to him, handed the cup of water that was just warm and palatable to Kawashima Ezaki, took out the fever reducer from the bag, opened the medicine box and gave him one.

The young man swallowed his saliva.

The crow's black pupils followed Zero's movements, landing in a translucent white plastic bag, and he clearly saw that there was a long medicine box inside.

After two more sips of water to moisten his somewhat dry mouth, Kawashima Esaki's chin lifted slightly.

"What's that?"

zero：“”

After all, I can't escape this experience.

The blonde black-skinned boy took out the contents and licked his lower lip, "I consulted, and the pharmacy doctor said that it would hurt inside the first time, and then said that it was better to apply some medicine, and it would be fine quickly." ”

After all, that position isn't used for--, and their size is a bit barely there.

Kawashima Ezaki looked up at him with gloomy eyes.

Zero leaned over and kissed the teacher's eyes and coaxed, "Just once, didn't the teacher also say that it would be good to get used to it in the future?" ”

I don't know if people who are sick will be more vulnerable.

Kawashima Ezaki's limbs were a little weak, and his thinking was more energy-consuming, thinking that the black-clothed organization didn't know when it would come to the door, and he had to be healthy, so he had to nod and compromise.

"Just this once."

Zero's gray-blue eyes bent: "Don't take it as an example." ”

He did not do his homework well because the incident happened suddenly, and he would never let the teacher be injured again in the future.

The house of Drop Valley Zero is a single apartment.

The area is not huge, but it is not small either. The whole house is very clean, not cramped to live in, and even more lively than an empty big house.

In particular, there is a hard-working "snail girl" who is willing to take care of food, clothing and daily life, and it is quite comfortable to live.

After Kawashima Esaki reluctantly agreed, he didn't bother to enter the room door.

Even more lazy to medicate themselves.

His body is not stiff, but after all, it is a man's body, and it is not soft enough to that extent.

What's more, someone is willing to do it for you, so why not say yes?

Isn't it uncomfortable to make your hands sticky and full of ointment?

Kawashima Esaki is wearing home clothes, this set is newly bought, the same style as Zero, but the color is different.

The pants of the loungewear are elastic and easy to take off.

The mucous membranes inside are swollen and congested.

Fortunately, there were no wounds.

The white ointment was a little cold, moist and evenly filled into the stomach, Zero was used to holding a gun, the fingers were very steady, but they were particularly rough, Shinobu Kawashima's thigh muscles trembled, and then the student rubbed the twitching muscles with his other hand soothingly.

Five minutes into the drug, both of them were sweating.

Although he hasn't exercised for a long time, Kawashima Ezaki's physique is still OK, and he was resurrected with full blood the next day, and officially began to act as Kaoru Fuyuji.

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this day.

The sky was overcast and gloomy.

It's rare to have such cool weather in August, and the wind is blowing, with a smell of wind and rain coming.

Kawashima remembers how the last fake identity was when he came into contact with people on the periphery of the organization.

Although the line has disappeared, I don't know if it was withdrawn, or after his undercover mission failed, he was taken away by the police, but the criminal group, the means of contacting the informant are basically changed.

Kawashima Esaki reached out to some people on the black market under the pretext of wanting to buy/firearms.

With his keen insight and knowledge of guns, he made judgments about the only sources of guns in the black market, and finally contacted two informants.

He made an appointment with one of them today.

The other party is also very vigilant, after all, he just wants to make money, and he doesn't want to get oranges, so he and Kawashima Esaki meet in the center of Tokyo, where there is a lot of traffic, and if he finds something wrong, he immediately blends into the crowd, and he can't find out if he turns Tokyo upside down.

Kawashima Esaki came a little earlier.

He didn't pretend to be a voluminous coat with a red rose embroidered on the chest, a peaked cap on his head, and smoked against the wall next to the mall's entrance.

In front of it is an intersection with a lot of traffic, surrounded by a lot of tall and expensive buildings -

For example, the mall behind him.

There seems to be an art museum not far away, and the Kakudo Hotel seems to be not far away.

"Whew-"

The young man leaned the back of his head against the wall and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

In front of her, a girl wearing high heels and preparing to go to the mall walked by, the wind blew white smoke to her side, the girl frowned slightly, thinking that she would smell a bad smell of smoke, and secretly scolded in her heart that smoking in public was immoral!

Unexpectedly, she didn't smell the smoke, only a sweet and fruity peach aroma.

All right.

Although it doesn't smell bad, smoking in public is still despised!!

The girl glanced at Kawashima Ezaki and saw that he was leaning back against the wall, looking like he was looking at no one and was very difficult to provoke, and he dared to leave angrily without saying a word.

"Kaoru Winter Temple" has not received any normal education.

The immorality is simply not worth mentioning to him, so Kawashima Esaki also smokes and smokes.

What does the bad thing Kaoru Winter Temple do have to do with him Kawashima Esaki?

The hand embellished with a small red mole flicked the cigarette butt, and the burned ash was instantly swallowed by the wind, and the nicotine relieved the fatigue very well, but unfortunately a cigarette came to an end, and Kawashima Ezaki only smoked a small half, and most of it was snatched away by the wind.

He dropped the cigarette butt and pressed his eyebrows.

"Are you tired?"

The system looked down at the time door, it was half past four in the afternoon, didn't you meet with the informant at four o'clock? It's good to contact online, but it's okay to release pigeons temporarily?!

"Humph!"

"Zero too, I don't know where I went, I haven't seen anyone lately."

Kawashima Esaki did not answer the words of the system.

He's been very busy lately, and I'm also busy, and there's not much time for the two to meet, and sometimes I feel that my home is deserted when I go home, if it weren't for the smell of the sun and sunshine in the depths of the bedding, Kawashima Esaki would almost think that this is a house where no one lives.

At this time.

A man in August wearing a long trench coat with an upturned collar, sunglasses and a mask, and his hands in the pockets of his trench coat appear in view.

Judging by the skin on his wrists that were accidentally exposed while walking, the man even wore a pair of black gloves.

"The target has appeared, and he has a yellow rose in his breast pocket!"

The system was about to jump with excitement.

Before, he was bent on urging the host to earn popularity points, but now he thinks it's good not to follow the popular characters and rub the scenes, after all, the host's experience is equal to his experience, look, look!

Can other systems feel the tension of an informant's joint?!

The man seemed to have observed Kawashima Ezaki for a long time, and made sure that he was only one person and that there was no ambush around, so he walked straight to meet him.

"Do you need a New South 60 revolver / gun?"

Kawashima Esaki was so disappointed.

He had realized that this man was not an informant for the Order.

The New South 60 revolver/gun is the gun of the local interpol, because it is suspected that the organization has some kind of interest relationship with the upper echelons of the political circles, such as acquiescing in their development of immortal drugs, giving certain help and other covert transactions, so when he saw two people selling this hand/gun on the black market, Kawashima Ezaki suspected whether the other party was an informant of the organization, and communicated with the two separately.

He made an appointment with one of the more active ones.

However, through the man's exaggerated disguise, subconsciously straight back, and subtle movements, Kawashima Ezaki discovered that this person was not only not an organizational informant, but even a police officer.

Probably through some channel, he got the matching guns allocated to the local police station, and ran to the black market to sell them for profit.

- Placed the wrong bet.

Kawashima Esaki Bai spent so much energy, and he was annoyed when he saw this guy.

He didn't say a word, and went up with a "bang" fist.

The man was defenseless, and he was beaten, and the beautiful fresh yellow rose on his chest also fell.

"What are you doing?!"

He covered his face and suppressed his anger as he questioned the young man.

Kawashima Ezaki raised his eyebrows, pretending to be an innocent passerby, "Didn't you come to talk to you first?" Sneaky and pinned with yellow roses, disgusting. ”

Man:???

There is bitterness that cannot be spoken.

He observed Kawashima Ezaki for half an hour, and saw that he had a red rose pattern on his chest, and he had been waiting for someone, and the time gate of his mobile phone was the same as the time gate he sent a message to, so he was sure that it was him who contacted him on the Internet.

But the man didn't understand why Kawashima Esaki didn't admit it.

Even if you don't want it, you can't beat him, right?

As a policeman who has sold guns/sticks to the black market for huge profits, the man is not a good person, if he changes places and scenes, he will definitely make the kid in front of him unable to eat and walk around.

But on the streets of Tokyo, a punch just now not only broke the sunglasses, but also attracted the attention of many people, and if it goes to the police station, the New South 60 revolver / gun in his pocket is ironclad proof!

"Hey, what's going on there?"

Someone noticed that something seemed to be going on at the entrance of the first floor of the mall, and many people looked over there.

"It's nothing, it's just that one person hit another person and said he was accosted?"

"Hahahahaha, although both of them are men, but the one who was beaten is really not wronged, why do you ask? Because he looks like a pervert with bad intentions! Normal people who dress like him must be afraid of being seen by people they know after harassing others, and they will die completely. ”

There are also people who speak for the person who is being beaten, "But if you talk to you, will you be beaten?" If you don't want to make a friend with your contact information, then it's good to refuse, right? ”

The girl in the middle door is weak.

"So, do you want to call the police?"

"I don't know—" Before he could finish speaking, he pointed to a figure that had fled in the desert and said loudly, "Eh, you see that the man who was beaten has run away!" I'll just say there's something wrong with him, right? Otherwise, it's good to call the police, why should he run away as a beaten person, he must have done something wrong! ”

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The small riot in the crowd Kawashima Esaki didn't care.

As for the escaped policeman, when the time comes, just let Tokita Ichiro check it, although it can save a lot of trouble by catching it now and calling the police, but will "Kaoru Fuyuji" be such a person with a sense of justice?

Don't ruin his big thing for a little minion.

Kawashima Ezaki felt annoyed, pressed down the brim of his hat, and walked into the crowd.

At this time, a black Porsche 356A was waiting for a red light opposite.

The crowd bustled by, Vogart looked carefully at the traffic lights, and sat in the co-pilot, with long silver-white hair, a gin in a top hat smoking a cigarette, and sharp eagle eyes looking out of the window.

His aimless gaze fell on the bored crowd.

Ben was about to look away, but suddenly found a young man coming out of it.

The gloomy sky was already a little dim, and the brim of the other party's hat was extremely low, so only half of the side face below the tip of the nose could be seen.

He seemed to be very unhappy, the corners of his pink mouth were tightened, his skin was cold and white, his jawline was perfect, and although he couldn't see the full face, he definitely had a very stunning face.

g Press the window.

Gazing intently at the man's back.

He was walking in the direction of the wind, his loose coat was blown so puffed up that it was difficult to make out the full outline of his body, but even so, Gin felt that this back was familiar, as if he had seen it there.

The red light has long since turned green.

The car behind saw that the Porsche 356A car was broken and stopped and did not leave, and the horn honked wildly.

But how dare vodka go?

His eldest brother seemed to be looking at something outside the car window, and if he disturbed his eldest brother's affairs by driving at this time, he would have to die.

The green light began to count down again, and Vodka asked tentatively.

"Big brother, what's going on outside?"

Gin laughed "heh".

"Nothing."

Suddenly, a fat man with a full face got out of the car and walked towards them.

He wore a black vest and cargo pants, the waist of the pants was very low, and the pants were tied under the bulging belly, and a large silver chain hung from the side, and a string of gold chains around his neck, and a large tattoo on his arm.

The window on Gin's side wasn't closed, so he came over with a baseball bat.

He was swearing and swearing something.

"Are you blind or colorblind? Can't even read the traffic lights? Lao Tzu has never been blocked on the road when he is so big! ”

The fat man felt that he was very reasonable.

According to his assumption, the two people in the car will immediately get out of the car to apologize to him, and maybe they can also make a lot of money.

He didn't notice it.

The man with long silver hair and dark green eyes looked at him as if he were looking at an ant.

Gin let out a low, hoarse laugh.

I don't seem to have seen anyone in such a hurry to find death.

"Oh?" The silver-haired man in the car slowly raised his hand, and a light automatic/hand/gun/bo/lai/tower 1934 made in Italy pointed at the fat man's eyebrows, "What did you say?" ”

The guy with a face full of meat was so frightened that his cloudy pupils narrowed, the flesh on his face twitched again and again, cold sweat rushed wildly, and he was pointed at by the black muzzle, his legs were as soft as noodles, if he wasn't afraid that he would be shot directly if he fell, he couldn't even stand.

How could the fat man have thought that there would be a ruthless man with a gun in the car!

He looked into his eyes as if he were looking at a piece of dead flesh that had been sentenced to death

"Bang dang!"

An iron baseball bat falls to the ground.

The red light turned green again, and Gin withdrew his gun, too lazy to look at him again.

This kind of garbage is not worth his deal, and the low-level members of the organization will naturally find a way to dispose of it.

The Porsche 356A continues to drive.

The buildings on both sides retreated rapidly like lines, probably disgusted by the man's fearful ugliness, and Gin suddenly remembered that there had been someone whose eyes lit up surprisingly when facing his muzzle.

Even after being shot, you can enjoy the excitement of life and death hanging by a thread and the rapid secretion of adrenaline.

That's also a madman.

Completely insane.

It's just strange that such a powerful person has organized many assassinations and riots/riots over the years, and he has never appeared once.

Did you really die from that shot?

Gin retracted his thoughts, and his voice was faint, "A lot of members of the periphery have been caught, and the research of aptx4869 also needs test subjects, so that the people below can use snacks and pay attention to mice." ”

Vodka nodded, "Got it, big brother." ”

After a pause, Vungart spoke again, "That gentleman asked to investigate everyone who had been to the Dusk Annex a few days ago, and after a thorough investigation, it was discovered that 'Bourbon' had taken a person named Kaoru Winter Temple in and out of the Dusk Annex. ”

Gin hates Bourbon.

Mysterious guy.

"What's wrong with this person?"

Vodka hesitated, "No, it's fine, but he couldn't find any information in the years of his adult life, including how he met Bourbon, and their relationship was a little unusual." ”

They live together!

Vodka admits that his pupils almost shook when he learned the news!

As the eldest brother said, Bourbon is mysterious and alone, and rarely has too much contact with anyone, and there must be some reason for this.

Gin sneered, "Don't be a traitor. ”

"Let Chianti go to his neighborhood and send me the footage."

"Yes."

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Early the next morning.

About eight o'clock.

The sun has come out, but the coolness of the morning hasn't completely dissipated, so the temperature isn't terrifying.

Kawashima Esaki went out as planned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He was standing at the entrance of the community, outside the bustling commercial street, with a noisy crowd passing by, and a tall building across the road blocking half of the sky.

It was too obvious to stand all the time, he pretended to tie his shoes, and fell behind the crowd, but the feeling of being watched was never less than half a point.

"Bao, what's wrong with you, aren't you going to contact a second person today?"

The system didn't notice anything wrong at all.

The young man slowly fastened his shoelaces, and his wide overalls almost enveloped him.

A smile poured out of her beautiful raven-colored eyes.

Because the door has not been rested well for a long time, there are faint dark circles under the eyes, and the sense of gloom and decadence is even stronger.

"The fish is hooked."

He whispered.

I'm not afraid that the black-clothed organization will target him, I'm afraid that they won't target him.

The periphery may be able to blend in.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to get a little boss.

But the periphery is always the periphery, and if he wants to reach the internal members, if he wants to get in touch with the boss, he himself has to become an internal member of the organization first.

I'm on the list in front of Gin.

In order to find out if "Bourbon" is a rat, he will not let go of the people around him.

Matsuda Jinhei and Kenji Hagiwara have already said hello over there, they won't come here again, who can Gin check? Only him.

Then they will know that "Kaoru Winter Temple" is reaching out to the informants of the Black Cloth.

They will be curious.

Will continue to follow him.

Kawashima Ezaki does not think that the organization will be willing to give up a useful "chess piece".

Kawashima thought a lot, but the reality was only two seconds, he tied his shoes, pretended that nothing had happened, and walked straight to the new car he had just bought, and headed to the destination where he met the second informant.

The black low-profile van disappears from the shot.

Chianti, who has red hair and a butterfly tattoo under his eyes, wears a headset and is reporting to the man on the other end.

Inside the safe house.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and it was very dark inside.

The display is playing video footage from Chianti in real time. Because of the distance, I didn't actually take a very clear picture of the young man's appearance.

Gin recognized it at a glance as the guy he saw through the car window yesterday.

"Where's Bourbon?"

Chianti held a sniper to observe a certain window, "Didn't show up, I don't think I should have gone home yet, didn't the boss ask him to investigate Shirley's whereabouts?" Hehe, I can't do such a task, if I find Shirley-"

"Bang!"

Chianti was thinking about the scene of a scientific genius being shot in the head by her.

The moment she shot at the human body, the metal bullet pierced through the flesh and even shattered the bones, and she seemed to be able to hear the blood-boiling sound through the scope.

Gin was a little impatient, but didn't say anything.

The light of the display screen fell faintly on his face, leaving his deep and handsome facial features sometimes exposed to the light and sometimes hidden in the shadows.

He was tall and large, with deep eye sockets, and dark green pupils reflecting light, which looked a little terrifying.

The high bridge of the nose casts a pitch-black shadow on the side of the face.

The lips are thin.

Always like to evoke a sharp and sarcastic smile.

It's clearly a pretty good face.,But because of its own personality.,It often shows a shuddering expression.。

Even Vodka, who had been following him all the time, had never seen the boss smile other than sneering, sneering, and sarcastic. ：，，