Chapter 57 The scent of cherry blossoms
"..."
Milton Dove stood up and looked at Bourbon with the cat on her, "Since we have finished chatting with 'home', we will go directly back to the hotel to sleep and don't meddle in other people's business. "
It is true that Bourbon, who had just contacted the police outside, had his eyes flashing slightly and said nothing.
But you look like you are crying silently without realizing it. Even if you don't notice it, how could he go back directly?
"I have a handkerchief, do you need it?"
It was a cold night, and seeing that Milton wasn't even wearing a coat, Bourbon guessed that he didn't have anything with him, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
Smelling a tight breath from the person holding it, the calico cat in the arms of the white-haired young man made a warning sound at the man.
Even the two standing on the young man's shoulders were alert.
Bourbon: ...
What kind of animal attraction is this? Does Milton have a hidden Disney main attribute?
"Okay." Bourbon raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and stood still, "Shall I throw it to you?"
The blond and dark-skinned man joked to ease the atmosphere, "Or do you let the cat come and get it? "
Don't you feel uncomfortable with your face being wet?"
After hearing this, Milton Dove silently wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand.
Then he rubbed his wet hands on the calico cat in his arms.
Calico cat:?
"Meow——"
The calico cat had a good temper and did not bite back, but turned around and started licking its fur.
Seeing this, Bobon raised his eyebrows and put the handkerchief away calmly.
Milton Dove still stared at him without speaking.
The street lights near the hotel were in disrepair. They would go from bright to dim and then back on again every once in a while, which was very unstable.
Whenever the street lights dim, the young people near the street lights blend into the night, and even the usually conspicuous white hair becomes inconspicuous.
Even when the street lights turn on, he is as erratic as a ghost who can be observed for a limited time.
Bourbon narrowed his eyelids slightly to cover some of the emotions flashing through his eyes, as if he had been lightly bumped by something furry deep in his heart.
It was as if I met a stray cat that looked miserable on the street during a normal walk.
You want to help it out of compassion, but the stray cat turns around and shows its excellent survival ability to show that it does not need help and is wary of you approaching.
It makes people unable to get up or down, but they don’t want to just ignore the past.
"Perhaps, you need a... trash can?"
Bourbon considered every word: "With my first place result, I will never tell anyone about what happened tonight."
After hearing this, Milton Duff looked up and down She looked him over and said in a disdainful tone, "Which one is the best? The one who plays tennis? Or the one who goes to the police academy?"
Bourbon was slightly choked. He didn't expect that all the things he did when he was in middle school could be seen.
"Which one does Milton want?"
"Hmph."
Milton Duff sneered, "I won't believe it unless you swear on the police badge."
It's really hard to do. After pondering for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, Bourbon blinked slightly, his voice slow and clear.
The blond and dark-skinned man looked directly at the pair of pink eyes that were still guarding him, "I swear on the police badge, no third person will know what happened tonight."
After thinking about it, he added, "Cats don't count. Among them."
Milton Duff was stunned:...?
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He came forward with Sanhua in his arms, and stuffed the cat that had finally been licked into the man's arms.
"Meow?"
Bourbon:?
Even the two on the shoulders were copied and pasted onto the man's shoulders.
Bourbon:? ?
"Meow——"
"Meow——"
Listening to the constant meowing in his ears, things did not develop as expected, and even went off track, leaving Bourbon looking confused, "You..."
Milton Dove regained his weight. She approached him, stretched out her hands, and held his face.
Bourbon held the cat in his arms and fell silent for a moment.
Different from the time in the United States, perhaps because he had not eaten dessert for a long time, the sweetness of strawberries did not come to the white-haired young man at this moment.
Some have a faint scent of cherry blossoms.
Bourbon smelled the disposable toiletries provided by the hotel.
Usually the scent of such disposable products is often strong and pungent, as if too much essence has been added, but the scent wafting from Milton's hands is different.
It is so faint that it seems to be about to disappear, but it seems to be lingering around the nose, making it impossible to ignore.
Bourbon suddenly realized that this cherry blossom fragrance was actually sweet.
"How is it possible that there is no disguise!"
Milton Duff held his face and looked around, her tone full of confusion, and she pinched him several times.
Thinking of something, his eyes became fierce, "Tell me, when did you enter Bourbon's body?"
Bourbon recovered from the inappropriate thoughts:.
He didn't believe that with Milton's ability, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was the real person!
Bourbon couldn't help but reflect, was his trustworthiness in Milton's heart so low?
That's a police badge! Police badge! A police badge that he will never betray in this life!
"It's so noisy." Milton Duff withdrew his hand and became extremely silent again.
Incredibly, Bourbon actually has a certain degree of trust in him.
Can't figure it out.
Just because of the things he did? But he is always a member of the organization.
The two cats squatting on Bourbon's shoulders didn't like the humans under their feet. They kicked off their hind legs and jumped back onto the white-haired young man.
Bourbon had no choice but to stand still to facilitate their movements.
As a result, he was slapped by Sanhua in his arms, who also abandoned him and returned to the arms of the white-haired young man.
Bourbon: ...
This kind of character that just throws it away after use looks so familiar.
Do you dislike it that much?
Milton Duff, who caught the cats, suddenly took a step back as if he was startled, as if he had seen some wild beast.
"Hey."
Bourbon narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, "I did what you asked for, isn't Milton going to show it to me?"
"..."
Milton Duff subconsciously avoided his gaze and backed away again. Taking a step forward, his lips murmured, "I didn't promise you that I would say it after I swore to you."
"But Milton doesn't seem to believe me either?"
Bourbon continued to take a step forward, his words melancholy, "It's really sad, I'm very sad. Believe in Milton."
Milton Duff continued to retreat, but his back hit the wall. It was obvious that he had no retreat.
Taking this opportunity, the three cats jumped on the wall one after another to watch the confrontation between the two humans.
Seeing the current appearance of the white-haired young man, a lightbulb in Bourbon's mind was about to turn on.
Milton...is he a character who is completely unable to catch a direct ball?
"Who says I don't believe it anymore?"
Milton Dove tried to quibble, "I was just...a little surprised."
"Then what are you hiding from?"
Bourbon no longer gave him a chance to dodge, almost forcing him to In the corner, he said meaningfully: "Milton's way of expressing surprise is quite rare."
"..." Milton puffed up his cheeks, tilted his head, and stopped talking.
After a while, he muttered in a low voice, "Idiot."
"I heard it."
Bourbon stood in front of him with his arms folded, his expression cold, like a bully who bullies the weak and collects protection money.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Milton Dove turned back and said confidently, "I have never seen any undercover agent trust a member of the organization."
"Now you have seen it."
Milton Dove choked, mouth Opening and closing, he said in disbelief: "Don't you think you're OOC?"
"Huh?" The light bulb in Bourbon's mind turned on completely.
It’s certain, Milton is completely incapable of resisting the super straightforward straight-ball character.
Especially the positive aspect.
Isn't this more like a stray cat?
Domestic cats will eat freeze-dried cat strips without hesitation when faced with freeze-dried cat strips they have never eaten before.
Only stray cats would hesitate and dare not come forward, fearing that there might be a scam inside, so they would stay alert from a distance, but would not want to leave due to the attraction of freeze-drying.
Bourbon couldn't help but think of the last conversation at the airport hotel.
Trust is an extremely precious thing for Milton, and he will not give it easily, let alone from different camps.
Similarly, he will be at a loss when faced with the trust given by others.
Bourbon chuckled, a smile flashed across his purple-gray eyes, "I just said what I thought."
Milton Duff pursed her lips, held the hands hanging by her sides, and lowered her eyes. , so that no one could see the expression inside, "Don't forget, I am always the heir to the organization. This is an unchangeable fact."
"I haven't forgotten." Bourbon took a deep breath.
He's not a straight forward person either, so it's a bit embarrassing to continue what he said.
However... if you occasionally follow Matsuda's example and step on the accelerator and rush forward, you might get unexpected rewards.
"But...even if the position cannot be changed..."
Bourbon knew that Milton grew up in the organization.
But if he has been in the organization since he was a baby, the organization will definitely not be able to cultivate such a person.
He will give hope to those who want to die, he will speak secretly and let others know what he means, and he will rather accept the punishment than destroy the drugs.
If Gin and Bellmode could really teach such a person, Bourbon would doubt their stance.
The blond and dark-skinned man slowly said the second half of the sentence, "But your heart chose kindness for you."
Hmm... Although it is organizational kindness, it is not a big problem.
After all, I have been exposed to the organization since I was a child, so it is normal to have other problems.
"So, I think it's normal for me to put some trust in you?... Milton is someone who is easy to trust."
Although at present, it is basically the members of the organization who trust him unconditionally.
But Bourbon believes that as long as Milton is willing to make changes, there will definitely be people on the red side who trust him.
"Did you say this as Bourbon, Amuro Toru, or...?"
Hayagiri Yaye looked into those purple-grey eyes, which were filled with emotions that he couldn't understand at the moment.
Rarely, he couldn't tell what Bourbon was thinking.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that he is telling the truth.
But isn't this... even more difficult to ignore?
"Bourbon will choose to dig out your weaknesses, and Toru Amuro will use this information of yours, so..."
Toru Amuro's blond hair hanging on the side of his face shook for a moment, and he moved slightly, taking the initiative to say the vague words of the white-haired young man. dropped name.
"I am speaking as Rei Fukiya who hides under these two identities."
Hearing his words, Hayagiri Yazai couldn't help but widen his eyes and subconsciously held his breath.
After several seconds, he finally let out a breath without trace.
Japanese police are definitely cheating!
"I'm really going to die this time." Hayagiri muttered to herself.
For a moment, he really wavered.
Zaagiri Yaye thought of what Ginjiu once said.
He did work with undercover police officers and was "betrayed".
Although I don't remember it, I must have received a very harsh lesson back then, so that now I wake up instantly when I think about it now.
"Even if you cheat, I won't tell you."
Yaya Hayagiri stuck to the bottom line and returned to the original topic abruptly, "Just now, cat hair got into my eyes, which was irritated and caused tears. "
Toru Amuro accepted this excuse that sounded extremely perfunctory, "Okay, Mao Mao."
He didn't expect to hear the reason for the other party's inexplicable tears.
Looking back now, it seems that Hayagiri's moodiness started after she came out of the base.
Thinking of the information exchanged with Hiro just now, Toru Amuro determined that it was all related to Itosaki.
"It's getting late, I'm going back to bed."
Afraid that the other party would use some big tricks if he stayed any longer, Yaya Hayagiri avoided the surveillance cameras and entered the hotel without looking back.
Toru Amuro looked thoughtful as he watched him enter.
There is no mission now, why would you go out of your way to avoid surveillance in an ordinary hotel?
It was the same when I received a call from BOSS before, and I even pulled up my collar.
Is it to cover the collar around his neck?
Amuro sighed, the cat he liked was full of puzzles and it was really hard to catch.
Cat Catching Plan 3.0 is supplemented next to find out the reasons why stray cats are forced to wander and prescribe the right medicine.
"Meow~"
the three cats squatting on the wall meowed.
Toru Amuro tentatively reached out to the cats.
Seeing this, the calico cat led its two little brothers and ran away without hesitation.
"..." Amuro Toru touched his nose. Is he so hated by cats?
The dog obviously likes him very much!
When returning to the hotel room to wash up, Toru Amuro saw the disposable toiletries provided by the hotel on the sink.
It turned out that there were two scents, one was the very popular lemon scent, and the other was the cherry blossom scent he smelled from Hayagiri Yaya's hand.
Subconsciously, Toru Amuro chose the toiletries with pink petals printed on the outer packaging.
When I opened the package, a pungent fragrance rushed into my nose, filling the entire bathroom in an instant.
The blond and dark-skinned man paused slightly and finished washing according to the usual procedure.
The translucent pink gel-like liquid was wiped away, and the pungent fragrance was reduced a lot, and after being rinsed with water, it was almost gone.
Toru Amuro lay on the bed with his hands on the outside of the quilt. After he stopped moving, the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms reappeared in this space.
Whether it was pity or regret, or some other unnoticed emotion, Toru Amuro found that there was no sweetness in the cherry blossom fragrance this time.
It seems...that is Milton's own unique flavor.
"..." Coming to the conclusion, Toru Amuro closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
A dreamless night.
"Bourbon sauce, your cooking skills are really unexpected."
As he said that, Finch gave a thumbs up to the blond and dark-skinned man, and took a big bite of the sandwich in his mouth.
Next to him sat a white-haired young man with most of his body blocked, also eating a sandwich in small bites.
He looked dull, as if he was eating mechanically.
"As an intelligence officer, there is no harm in learning some crafts."
Bourbon said with a smile: "But what I made is for Milton to eat, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Hearing this, he was very surprised. Taking another big bite on his face, he said with a bulging face: "What is given to Mi-chan is his, and Mi-chan doesn't mind~"
Bourbon couldn't help but glance at Milton, and found that he was still emptying his mind. Eat in small bites.
As if aware of his gaze, the white-haired young man moved his body and completely hid behind Wei Que so that no one could see him.
Bourbon raised his eyebrows, were those words last night so lethal?
Well, he shrugged helplessly, he had to give Maomao an adaptation period.
So Bourbon stretched out his hand to Fifque, "Ten thousand yen, thank you."
Fifque looked at the palm of his hand, then looked at the sandwich with only one bite left in his hand, "Should I spit it out and give it back to you?"
Ten thousand yen The yen is enough to buy several regular-priced sandwiches on the market!
Bourbon was successfully disgusted, "Fifty thousand yen."
"It's time to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to pick up the car."
Milton Dove stood up at this time. He took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, "I don't want to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to pick up the car today ." We'll stay in the hotel tonight."
"Buzz--"
The blond and dark-skinned man took out his organizational phone and took a look and found that 150,000 yen had been deducted from Bourbon's account.
Farrow just ate two sandwiches and Milton ate one.
Bourbon: ...
The calculation is really clear.
After thinking about it, Bourbon transferred back 200,000 yen and gave Milton an extra sandwich.
Last time at the airport hotel, the other party ate two.
"..." Holding the sandwich in his hand, Miltonduff endured it and made no further moves.
In this wave, only the banks that benefit from the transfer fees from both sides are benefiting.
Hmm... add a Feast.
The three of them heard a cat meowing when they were leaving the hotel.
It was the wild cats in the neighborhood who gathered together to eat canned food and packed cat strips from nowhere.
This time Milton Duff didn't go to see the cats. The taxi he called in advance had already arrived, "Let's go."
When he arrived at the Gunma Prefecture Police Station headquarters, the white Mazda Rx-7 was parked at the door.
"Thank you, Mr. Officer, for helping us drive back." Bourbon smiled and thanked him.
"Haha, it's okay, as long as your car isn't broken down."
Milton Dove, who was too lazy to socialize, sat in the passenger seat in advance to wait for someone, and the driver's seat was his Finch.
Bourbon, who had finished socializing, came back and saw this scene. His hand on the car door paused, and he opened the back seat door and got in without changing his expression.
I don’t know how far the poachers drove their car last night, but the car’s fuel consumption was too fast for them to return to Tokyo.
Before the fuel level completely bottomed out, Wei Que chose a nearby gas station.
When entering the station, looking at the staff standing next to the gas tank, Milton Duff sighed, "If you can, don't come to Gunma Prefecture next time."
In just a few days, he encountered so many things.
Although Miwa Town is not much better.
Fifque slowly parked the car next to the gas tank. The staff member held the refueling gun and was about to approach to ask for the refueling number when he fell down without warning.
"Ah..." Wei Que leaned on the steering wheel, "No, you want to see the policeman again?"
Bourbon glanced at the two of them, opened the door and got out of the car to check the situation, with a solemn look on his face, "He's dead."
Other staff at the gas station Hearing the noise, he came over to check the situation and let out a terrified scream when he saw the situation.
"Again... another person died!"
"A monster! It's definitely a monster doing evil!"
Bourbon:...?
Ten minutes later, police from Gunma Prefecture arrived at the scene.
The leader is Yamamura Cao.
"Ah, Mr. Amuro. What a coincidence, it's you."
Bourbon, who continued to be responsible for socializing, nodded, "We meet again, Officer Yamamura."
After one night, he seemed to be able to face Hiro's other young tame calmly. .
Even though the other party didn't even know he existed.
"This is the third time this week."
After saying hello, Yamamura Soo went into work, "Is the cause of death still poisoning?"
"Yes." The forensics officer in charge of examining the body confirmed.
Yamamura Cao's face turned ugly instantly. He looked at the others carefully and was still shaking a little. "Is it...could it really be a monster...a monster..."
"It's definitely a monster that did it!"
Someone said the word for him, come on. Staff A at the station was full of fear, "It's a curse directed at our gas station!"
Bourbon:...?
Forget it if ordinary people are afraid, why are mountain villages so scared? You are the police!
Milton Duff sighed, got out of the car and entered the convenience store inside the gas station.
No one except Bourbon and Farrow noticed his movements.
Convenience store cashier B, who was called out as a suspect, was trembling, "It won't be my turn next, right?"
After choosing the snacks he wanted to eat, and seeing no one behind the checkout counter, Milton Dove tilted his head and said decisively Went into the cashier by myself.
Outside, C, a part-time worker, said with a pale face, "I heard that this monster will choose a target during the day, and then slowly eat away at his energy... and finally..."
It took ten seconds to understand the cashier system. , Milton Duff successfully scanned the product barcode and swiped the card to pay, and also showed the successful payment interface to the surveillance camera.
After hearing what everyone said, Yamamura Caogudong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked around, "...Mr. Amuro, where is Mr. Mia who is with you?"
Bourbon:.
Staff A took a breath and asked, "Did he be selected as a target?"
"Otherwise, why would he disappear under the eyes of so many people!"
Bourbon:.
Don't be too outrageous.
Just as he was about to explain, someone interrupted him.
"Are you looking for me?"
"Ah!!"
A chorus of screams erupted in the gas station.
Milton Duff, who came back with snacks in his arms, looked around at everyone, calmly opened the car door, and returned to his passenger seat.
"Sizzle-"
He tore open a pack of original Lay's potato chips.
Wei Que leaned over and said, "I want to eat too!"
Bourbon held his forehead, having an inexplicable headache.
"Mr. Mia, are you okay?" Yamamura Cao asked cautiously, standing one meter away.
"It's okay."
Milton Duff looked as normal and stared at the sharp-tongued police officer for three seconds, his expression changing from confusion to trying to understand to sudden realization.
"So there are monsters in the world?"
"Wow~"
"No!"
Bourbon finally interrupted this absurdity, "This incident is obviously man-made!"
He turned to look at Yamamura Cao, quite surprised. With a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Officer Yamacun, as a police officer, isn't it right for you to take the lead in feudal superstition?"
When is the next National Police Internal Exchange Technology Conference?
He must apply to his superiors to allow the police in Gunma County to "exchange" with other local police stations!
Yamamura Cao felt an inexplicable chill behind his back. From Bo Ben, he experienced the feeling of facing the terrifying and stern instructors when he was in the police academy.
He subconsciously stood up straight and cleared his throat, "Ahem, well... you're right."
"Crack, click, click -"
Bourbon's forehead twitched, trying to show a bright smile, "I happen to be a A private detective, currently studying under Mr. Mia. If Officer Yamamura doesn't mind, maybe I can help?"
"Kacha kacha -"
Thinking of the reasoning ability shown by Milton Duff last night, Yamamura was able to do it easily. He agreed, "No problem, then you can come and see with me."
Bourbon: "Okay."
How on earth did he become a professional police officer, which only one in a hundred people would be admitted to?
Okay, calm down, don't ask for too much, at least Shancun's original intention to become a police officer is very good.
"Crack, click, click -"
Bourbon: #The
blond and dark-skinned man walked to the window of the passenger seat, put his hands on the window edge, and looked down at the white-haired young man in the passenger seat.
"Mr. Mia, eating too many snacks is not good, what do you think?"
Milton Duff looked down at the remaining potato chips in his hand, raised his head, poured them all into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and chewed hard chew.
At the same time, he looked at Bourbon with innocent eyes.
"..." Okay, Bourbon took a deep breath, at least there won't be any more sounds from behind.
He had no idea of letting Milton help.
Although if he takes action, he may be able to solve all this in less than half a minute.
But in the final analysis, Milton is not a policeman, and even if he has the ability, it is not his obligation to solve the case.
Rather, it would be great if an organization member could sit here obediently and not drive away directly.
Thinking of this, Bourbon glanced vaguely at the red-haired man in the driver's seat.
He could sense that Wei Que was from Milton's side.
This man didn't care about anything else, he almost acted according to Milton's will, and he only had Milton in his eyes.
For some reason, Bourbon felt a little unhappy again.
Fortunately, the case in front of him quickly diverted Bourbon's fleeting unhappiness.
All three suspects were working when the deceased died, as evidenced by surveillance at the gas station.
Since the poison in the deceased was chronic, Bourbon proposed to expand the scope of evidence collection to the past few days.
Including several previous victims, Bourbon also asked Yamamura Cao for relevant information.
Milton Duff, who had finished eating potato chips, was lying on the car window with a lollipop in his mouth, bored and watching people solve the case.
It's really interesting how Bo Bon still patiently and secretly guides Yamamura to solve the case even though he is very angry.
It seems that Scotland is really important to Bourbon.
So this is the feeling of Xiao Tongran who grew up together? Is this what you do when you're jealous?
Milton Duff finally realized it!
Is it possible that Gin actually has similar feelings for him?
It's just that Gin was a fool and made a mistake in this, which led to him being forced to kiss him inexplicably that night!
After all, Gin doesn't look like he likes people.
Milton Dove could only think of this reasonable explanation after racking his brains.
I wonder if Bourbon would answer if you asked him what he thought of Scotland.
Bourbon, who finally secretly guided Yamamura Cao to find the killer's flaw, felt like a light behind him.
Turning around, he saw the white-haired young man staring at him intensely.
Bourbon: ...What was Milton thinking?
I always feel like it’s not a good thing.
If a cat is quiet, it must be a monster.