Chapter 37 Split happened

when Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji were studying the crow forum, somewhere in the ruins of an apartment that had been burned by fire.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood among them after his disguise.

The apartment under his feet was the same one he had lived in when he was supervising Zawu Miye.

After black organizations use explosions to destroy evidence and traces, they rarely return to the scene to inspect. Zhu Fu Jingguang waited patiently for a while, until the apartment was taken over by the government according to normal procedures, and then he asked for the apartment through his relationship with the public security.

Amuro Toru is currently abroad. Before leaving, he used his authority to transfer Zhu Fu Jingguang to the zero group. Therefore, during this period, Zhu Fu Jingguang has been helping to deal with the affairs of the zero group.

Kazami Yuya bent down and raised the cordon, stepped over the charred debris on the ground and came to the blue-eyed police officer,

"Mr. Morofu, the apartment on the floor above has been re-checked. I'm sorry, but I didn't find what you said." Those things."

Zhufu Jingguang, who had gone for a rough walk upstairs in advance, said "Hmm."

"Thank you, Mr. Fengjian, it's hard to identify burnt things, isn't it?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed inwardly. It seems that there are really no clues in the apartment.

Kazami Yuya stood up straight, "This is what I should do!"

"Then let the apartment be cleaned and renovated according to the procedures."

Before leaving, Zhufu Jingguang took another look around the dark apartment.

Out of some intuition, he stopped in front of the bed in the bedroom where he once lived, put on gloves, and lifted up the almost brittle bed board.

The bedroom where Zhu Fu Jingguang lived was closest to the kitchen and was the most severely damaged among the three bedrooms.

However, after lifting the bed board, there was nothing underneath except scraps of wood and the smoked ground.

The spare sniper rifle he kept under his bed was missing.

Even if the bass bag is burned together with the gun, the gun is made of a special material, so there should be a ball of burned material left behind.

Zhu Fujing put down the bed board without changing his expression, took off his gloves that had turned black, and left here.

He took out his phone and looked through the photos of Hayagiri Miye's apartment that he had taken before, and quickly found the one he wanted.

A small black mass of unknown material is crowded in the corner behind the door, making it easy for people to miss it.

After sending the photo to Kazami Yuya and asking him to take this thing back for testing, Zhufu Jingguang exhaled and murmured: "So, it's really you." Hayagiri

Miye's hands had no calluses from training, With that kind of technology, unless training begins when they first learn to walk, children's bodies can withstand the recoil caused by a sniper rifle, let alone three consecutive rounds.

Thinking of Milton Duff who appeared later, Zhu Fu Jingguang became more and more sure of his previous bold guess. He frowned slightly, "Have the organization's research results already reached this level?"

Rejuvenating?

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't imagine what kind of sensation and confusion it would cause when such a drug appeared on the market.

Fortunately, the only successful example is Hayagiri Yaya, and they still have a chance to stop it.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, wondering what was going on at Zero's side now.

Bourbon, who was obsessed with his childhood, now suspected that he was hallucinating after staying up late for a long time.

Otherwise, how could he see Gin and Rai sitting together!

Judging from the faint look of exhaustion on Vodka's face, this matter is true.

"Ley, you are in such a mess."

Bourbon glanced at Ley's damaged knitted hat and mocked: "It's rare that Gin has done a good thing. I've been displeased with your hat for a long time.

" Gin, who had realized the "good thing", ignored the strange Bourbon and strode into the base.

"It's just a small and reasonable price."

Ley pulled off his torn hat and said calmly: "Right, Mi?"

Milton Dove rolled her eyes rudely, "If you mean one-sided To become 'close' to me, you have to have a few more holes opened in your body."

"For this point, the price should have been paid in advance, right?"

Rai's eyes drifted towards me as if indicating something. Milton Duff's waist, "Although the key parts were not injured, I have been recovering from the injury for a long time."

The first section of Milton Duff's left index finger has a gun callus unique to snipers.

After discovering the shells of the three silver bullets, Rai secretly investigated all the organizational snipers he had access to. The only one who met the conditions most, besides Gin, was Milton Duff.

It's a pity that no one in the organization knows whether Milton is good at sniper rifles. Everyone's impression of his weapon use is liquid bullets.

Rai will not let go of any possibility, and testing will not lead to death anyway.

"I have no ability to be shot by the Japanese police. What does it have to do with me?"

Relying on the fact that Bourbon could not take the initiative to show off his identity with the FBI, Milton Dove used it as a shield very conveniently, "It's still your fault. There are rumors within the organization that he is a sniper comparable to Gin.

Only a few people in the organization know about his true sniper ability, and Milton Duff is not afraid of him at all.

There was no sniper arranged at all, Japanese police officer Ben:.

"Indeed."

Bourbon folded his hands on his chest, "You can't dodge even a few bullets, which made us spend so much extra effort to kill Scotland."

Lai was not to be outdone, "If you really want to say it, you are obviously entangled with Scotland." How can we let him go when we fight together?"

"I don't need to explain this to you." Bourbon

said disdainfully, "The fact that I'm still here proves that the organization believes in me."

Dundaph looked around and yawned very uninterestedly, "You guys talk slowly."

Bourbon: ...

Ley: ...

Suddenly there was no interest in mocking each other anymore.

"Right."

Thinking of something, Milton Duff suddenly stopped and said, "Ley, you will write the mission report this time."

Ley raised his eyebrows, just about to evade the sexual refusal.

"People who are 'close' will help each other write reports, right?"

Ley:...

"No problem."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Milton Duff nodded, turned and walked to another road in the base. .

The place he wanted to go was not in the same direction as these two people.

The two people who were left behind looked at each other, and Bourbon let out a disgusted sound and left first.

Milton Duff saw Gin standing there waiting for him at the end of the other road.

After putting on the familiar two-piece set of eye masks and earplugs, Milton Dove entered a certain room as he did last time.

As soon as he entered the room this time, the collar around his neck lit up.

Milton Duff frowned and stood still.

"Mi."

The BOSS who had stolen someone else's voice slowly spoke, "After such a long time, how is your sub-personality?"

"Sorry, I still haven't sensed his existence."

Milton Dove did not lie. He didn't hear a second person's voice in his mind, and his memories every day were consistent with no missing parts.

"I actually have a way."

BOSS suggested hesitantly, "Mi's sub-personality basically only appears when Mi's spirit is extremely weak..."

"I listen to BOSS." The white-haired boy bowed his head in obedience.

Then Milton Duff felt the gem between her neck was hot.

The whispers that appeared in my mind after the collar lit up were also much clearer.

[Hide my existence. ]

An old voice sounded in his mind: [I am your sub-personality. If you want to get rid of brainwashing, just listen to me. ]

Milton Dove was expressionless.

The birth of a sub-personality often occurs because the main personality encounters something that is mentally unbearable.

But Milton Dove didn't think anything could defeat him.

He will only learn from the experience of failure, lurk in secret, and then deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

Otherwise, why would Karasuma Renye be so wary of him?

Aren't the various behaviors that the other party did after waking up from amnesia a manifestation of fear of him?

Milton Dove did not respond to the sub-personality in his mind, but turned around and repeated his words completely.

【You idiot! ]

The old voice was furious: [Do you want to be controlled by him forever? 】

"Very good."

The BOSS was quite satisfied with Milton Duff's reaction. He obviously knew that the "sub-personality" would definitely appear, "I knew he wouldn't disappear so easily."

The gems around his neck were getting hotter and hotter. , Milton Dove suspected it was going to burn.

The old voice in his mind suddenly became weak, as if it would disappear in the next second: [He has completely recovered, you will regret it. ]

Milton Dove deliberately said in a determined tone: [Now you and him are ebbing and flowing, but I am still alive and cannot die. 】

The old voice did not reply to him, and he was once again sealed in the deepest part of his consciousness and fell asleep.

It seems that this so-called "sub-personality" cannot see what he usually does, Milton Duff thought thoughtfully, otherwise the other party should have known that brainwashing is useless for him.

But is Karasuma Renya some kind of modern version of Voldemort? Miltonduff thought in disgust that even if he split into an electronic ghost, he actually transferred his consciousness into his mind.

But now it seems that the split has obviously gone awry, and the two consciousnesses that were supposed to eventually become one have each become an independent existence, even vaguely hostile.

Milton Duff was happy to see this happen.

The gem was no longer hot, and BOSS continued: "Mi, why did you give away those clues in vain?"

"I hate drugs."

Milton Duff said matter-of-factly: "I can create more benefits for my husband than drugs. " Sir, you will forgive me for this little thing, right?"

"Oh." Boss sighed like he was doting, "I can forgive you, but in the eyes of other people in the organization, Mi still has to accept punishment."

Understood."

This conversation lasted for almost an hour, and Milton Duff remained calm, enduring his headache and standing firmly in place.

After it was over, BOSS was obviously more relieved about him and no longer asked anyone to go out wearing eye masks and earplugs.

Gin was transferred away by the BOSS, and this time the person waiting at the gate of the base to send him back was Bourbon.

Despite feeling uncomfortable, Milton Duff glanced at the peaked cap on Bourbon's head and said slowly, "Either leave the car or don't say a word to me."

Bourbon opened the passenger door and said: I made a "please" gesture and chose the latter.

Due to the lipstick on his lips and makeup on his face, Bourbon did not notice that Milton Duff's face was actually extremely pale.

He glanced at Milton Dove, who was lazily looking around and showing a sense of weariness from the inside out. He was lying on the car window after getting in the car, and silently started the car.