Chapter 5 Message from three months ago

After Scotland finished speaking, the atmosphere in the apartment suddenly became silent.

Although various bombs appear in Tokyo every day, it is too coincidental that they appear at their mission location at the same time.

After all, it was due to their plastic friendship that they had formed a team to do missions for a while. The three of them quickly sat down together and prepared to exchange a few words of information.

"I blew up an entire cotton product inventory warehouse over there."

Rai was the first to speak, putting one hand on the back of his chair while speaking. "It happened to be next door to my mission location. There was a lot of movement, but the guard The security guard of the warehouse escaped by chance and survived."

Bourbon straightened his slightly wrinkled sleeves and looked a little unfocused. "Only some of the guests in the bar I was in were injured, but no one was killed.

" The ceiling of an empty box was covered, but fortunately that area was not a load-bearing point.

"It seems that the bombs planted in the shopping mall I went to are the least powerful." Scotland mused, "It's like playing house."

If the target is them, why not just put the bombs where they will definitely go? ?

If the target is ordinary people, there have been no deaths.

Simple intimidation? Preview drill?

"..."

The three of them looked at each other, but no one expressed their inner guesses.

At this time, Bourbon and Scotland secretly exchanged signals that were only known to each other.

"It's getting late. Master Wu has to go out early tomorrow morning. I'm going back to the room first."

Scotland said and stood up. "I have handed over today's mission report to Gin, but he didn't react at all to it."

Bomb . Whether it is related to gin, they cannot confirm yet.

Not long after Scotland left, Bourbon also returned to his room, looking like he didn't want to be alone with Rai.

Left in the living room, Rai took out his cell phone and looked through the photos he took of the explosion scene.

The pink-gold flame was such a unique color that Rai had seen once in a previous mission.

It's...

"Milton Dove."

In the bright morning, Toru Amuro and Hikari Midorikawa went out one after another to meet on the rooftop of the apartment. After ensuring the safety of the surrounding environment, Toru Amuro affirmed:

"I heard that he is good at using liquids. The color of the flames produced by the bombs was very special, and no traces were left at the scene afterwards.

I asked the public security personnel to check the information on these three explosion cases, and they were all explosions of unknown origin. "

Mier. Dundaph, whose status in the organization is second only to BOSS, has an unknown appearance and unknown age. We only know that he is a male.

Toru Amuro and Mitsukawa Midorikawa have never seen this person before in the organization, but the other person has also gone on missions with Chianti Cohen, which shows that it is not due to their status.

To put it mildly, it was as if Milton Dove deliberately avoided missions where they were present.

"The members of the organization who have gone on missions with him are very strict. No one has disclosed information about Milton Dove other than his gender and weapons."

Hearing this, Midorikawa Hikaru mentioned yesterday's encounter with Kenji Hagihara . He said, "Hagiwara went in immediately after the explosion, and he didn't find anything."

Putting aside Milton Duff's purpose of planting the bomb, Amuro Toru frowned, "Hagiwara knows Hayagiri Yaya?"

"Probably. No." Midorikawa Hikaru told Gin's reaction, "The person Hagiwara knows just looks a lot like Hayagiri Yaya."

"..." Toru Amuro thought for a moment, "Hiro, go and contact Hagiwara. " Be careful at all times."

There is no information about Zaowu Miye in the public security database. He is an existence hidden by the organization.

The information from Hagiwara Kenji may be helpful to them.

"Of course." Midorikawa Hikaru paused for a moment and then asked worriedly, "Zero, is there still no one to contact you?"

"Yes, Gin just asked me to wait."

Amuro Toru leaned on the railing of the rooftop, The wind blew his forehead hair, and the man said calmly: "But I still carry out the tasks as usual, basically everything is issued by Belmode."

"How did Rum die suddenly?"

When mentioning this matter, Midorikawa Hikaru has been confused to this day. There is a sense of absurdity.

As the boss of the intelligence team, Rum has always given people an unfathomable image. As a result, he died without warning, but they did not receive any news.

"Maybe it was a game between the higher-ups."

Even though there was no one else around but them, Toru Amuro still lowered his voice, "In addition to Rum, a high-status code member also died in the laboratory three months ago. , and one is still seriously injured and unconscious. "

The specific code name Amuro Toru cannot be found, and it took him a lot of effort to obtain these few pieces of information.

If Rum hadn't been Toru Amuro's boss, it might have been a long time before they discovered this change among the upper echelons.

"My action team is said to have also died of a code member who was responsible for organizing the European base."

Midorikawa Hikaru pursed his lips, "What we found out involves four senior code members, and there is no news about it within the organization. No one is even discussing it."

"Milton Duff." Toru Amuro mentioned the name of the wine again, "

Maybe it's not that no one in the organization knows about it, but he doesn't dare to say it at all."

For a moment, the oppression brought by Milton Duff was heavier than that brought by rum and gin.

The two were silent for a moment. Seeing that it was almost time, they went downstairs separately one after another.

Toru Amuro was the one who went down last. While waiting, he put his hands on the railing and looked into the distance.

The sun popped up at this moment, and its golden light filled the sky, signaling the beginning of a new day.

Quietly feeling the cold morning air filling his nostrils, the blond and dark-skinned man sighed, "It seems like today will be a good day."

Today's sky is as bad as ever.

Hayagiri returned to the living room from the balcony without seeing or bothering, no longer looking at the black crack in the sky that had never changed.

The daily news was being broadcast on the TV in the living room. Zaimi Miye maneuvered the wheelchair to the dining table, where breakfast from a high-end restaurant that was delivered to the door by peripheral members on a regular basis was laid out.

Ignoring the sandwiched croissant, which was more filling, Zawu Miye put the caramel pudding in front of him, used a small spoon to crack open the roasted caramel on the top, put it in his mouth and started to bite it.

Well, the chef did a good job today.

Before he lost his memory, he was actually willing to let him go without dessert for several months!

Forget it there was no dessert, the substitute turned out to be a horrible energy bar!

White people’s rice tastes better than energy bars!

"Between nine and ten o'clock last night, three explosions occurred in Mikka Town one after another. It is reported that..."

After hearing the report, Yaya Hayagiri raised his head and glanced at the news content.

The moment he saw the photos of the burning warehouse, a series of bomb formulas and manufacturing processes suddenly appeared in Hayagiri's mind, which proved the relationship between the bomb and himself before he lost his memory.

Well... those people didn't lie about his organization's identity.

However, the person who set bombs in shopping malls and the ones who dropped bombs in warehouses and bars are not the same people. The former is much more restrained than the latter.

Did he keep more than one helper?

After finishing the pudding in a few mouthfuls, Hayagiri finally got in the mood to start tasting the croissants.

As he thought, assuming that the person sent to supervise him was a real member of the organization, he would definitely arrange every task point.

Before he lost his memory, he probably didn't expect that all the people sent by BOSS to supervise him would be undercover agents.

Fortunately, he met Hagiwara Kenji through some combination of circumstances.

Zaogiri Yaye had a premonition that she would definitely see each other again soon.

After finishing the entire breakfast, I turned off the TV in the morning and foggy night, and controlled the wheelchair to go to the bathroom to change clothes.

When putting on pants, Zaomi Miye faintly noticed that the pain in her legs was much less than when she first woke up.

He took a few tentative steps in the bathroom, and finally sat back in the wheelchair, sweating profusely.

It’s not an illusion, the pain has indeed decreased.

Could it be a sign of recovery?

While thinking about it, Hayagiri Yaya took off the bandage on her left wrist.

As the removed bandages gradually piled up next to the wheelchair, a hideous and ugly scar on the inside of his wrist was also exposed.

It was a self-inflicted wound that nearly ran through the entire wrist.

Hayagiri Yaya expressionlessly found a new bandage and put it on again.

I heard from the man in the white coat at the base that he was in a very bad mental state before he lost his memory, which is why he committed suicide.

Hayagiri didn't believe what they said at all.

This was also the fundamental reason why he had distrusted those people since he woke up.

If he really wanted to commit suicide, Yaya Hayagiri believed that he would definitely find a high-rise building and jump off directly. It would be efficient and effective to wipe the arteries in his neck and gesture with his wrists.

He deliberately left this wound on his wrist to remind himself.

After the bandage was tied, Zaagiri Miye looked at herself in the mirror, raised her hand to rub the sapphire hanging around her neck a few times, then opened the door and slid the wheelchair out of the bathroom.

And this gem that the BOSS asked him not to take off no matter what happened must have some effect.

Opening the door to the apartment, he met Scotland, who was waiting outside in the morning fog and night.

I just exchanged information with the golden-haired police officer and learned that many senior code members died.

...Wow, he really did something big before he lost his memory.

It would be strange if the BOSS is not mad.

Hayagiri Yaye suddenly understood why she was so vigilant now.

After all this, the BOSS didn't kill him?

It seemed that he must have done something besides that, and this was the real reason why the BOSS spared his life.

Could it have anything to do with gently stroking the gemstone in the morning mist and night?

Following Zaomi Miye's movements, Scotland also saw the gem.

Its appearance is no different from ordinary gemstones. If the wearer was not a seven-year-old child, Scotland would not pay much attention to it.

No matter what clothes she wears, the necklace and gemstones around Hayagiri Yaya's neck seem to remain the same, which shows that they are not just accessories.

While thinking, Scotland walked behind Hayagiri Yaya and came with him to the public garden where they first met.

Unlike before, this time there was obviously a lot of people in the park.

Zaomi Miye maneuvered the wheelchair through the children playing in the park and arrived at a remote corner.

"Hiroki."

Hearing the voice, eight-year-old Sawada Hiroki, who was buried in his laptop, looked up and said happily: "Miye."