The white Mazda parked at the entrance of a certain organization base.

As if feeling a little bored, Milton Duff raised his hand and pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt at the collar, revealing the necklace gem underneath.

At this moment, the black collar was lying quietly around his neck, showing no trace of the way he tried his best to show his presence before.

Bourbon's eyes drifted to it uncontrollably again.

The necklace is like this, but what about the sapphire?

Has Milton been wearing this collar for so many years since he has been in the organization?

No, from the descriptions of Matsuda and others, it seems that Milton at least was not there when he was twelve years old... But we can't be too sure.

Based on the level of technology displayed by the organization, Bourbon did not believe that their brainwashing technology would be inferior.

So how did Milton hold on to his consciousness despite being brainwashed again and again?

Bourbon couldn't imagine.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the white-haired young man in front of him was too thin.

Milton's weight seems to have been maintained below the average line, and his body is lean. Although not skinny, there is no excess meat at all.

However, he is training every day, and his body is covered with a layer of muscles, so few people usually pay attention to this.

Bourbon, who was walking behind, looked at his back. In a daze, the figure of the white-haired young man seemed to be disappearing into the night.

"Why are you so slow?" Milton Duff looked back at him, "If we keep walking at this speed, it will be dawn."

"I can't believe I actually worked overtime all night!"

When he turned around to find out who it was from He will definitely not let the other person go if he is exposed there!

Putting away his complicated thoughts, Bourbon walked a few steps quickly and came to the white-haired young man. "Don't be anxious, Milton."

Milton Duff snorted coldly, ignored him, and strode into the base.

On the way to the torture chamber, the two bumped into a brown-haired girl wearing a white coat.

"Milton."

Shirley, who happened to come to the base to inspect laboratory matters, spoke first, ignoring the blond man next to him. "You want to go to the torture room?"

The two arrested police officers had already arrived before they arrived. He went through a round of torture.

"Shirley?"

Milton Duff looked her up and down, but without answering her, first said: "Staying up late and drinking too much coffee will make you short."

Shirley's eyes twitched slightly, "I'm very satisfied with my current height. ."

As she approached the two of them, she realized that the white-haired young man's expression was ugly, and her expression suddenly changed.

Like some kind of PTSD, Shirley's voice became cautious, "Mi?"

Milton Duff gave her a comforting smile and silently made a "Shiho" gesture.

Instead of being brainwashed and amnesiac again, Shirley was relieved and then a little scared when she came to the conclusion.

The BOSS is 100% using the collar on Milton again.

The brown-haired girl's mood was inevitably a little low, but she tried not to show it, and then she looked at the blond-haired black man standing next to her.

"Where are Gin and Finch? Who is this person? Why is he with you?"

Bourbon: ...

It's obviously the first time we've met, so there's so much hostility.

Is this the little daughter of Elena Miyano?

Before Milton Duff could answer, Shirley concluded: "Useless men!"

Milton Duff blinked, not letting the two people take the blame, "I asked them to leave."

"Haha. ." Shirley sneered, "You are so obedient at this time."

She thought of something and glanced at Bourbon coldly, without hiding her disgusted expression, "I recently developed a new method that can make people become fools. "The medicine."

Bourbon: ...

If few people in the collar's secret organization knew about it, Bourbon would have no doubt that he would become a public enemy of the entire organization.

Milton Duff hesitated, "I think..."

Shirley turned around with a very queenly aura, "Wait, I'll get it for you."

"Milton." Bourbon said in a sinister tone, "Can you It's so popular."

Milton Duff sighed, super calm, "I actually want to give you a slap."

He is the one who doesn't want the red team members to know this.

Unexpectedly, it was Renya Karasuma who revealed this matter to Bourbon!

The same goes for cooperation. He didn't want to do it at all, but he couldn't resist Karasuma Renya and offered it to him!

What is this called?

Milton Duff was very unhappy. Even if he failed to hit Kenji Hagihara and lose his memory, Bourbon could always give it a try.

In the organization, it doesn’t count as assaulting the police!

"I don't know if the organization has a camera that can make people forget about it. I'll let the laboratory study it later."

Bourbon was inexplicably confused behind the scenes:...

"The organization's black clothes are still different from the movie "Men in Black" "Yes."

Bourbon twitched his lips and said with false regret, "Unfortunately, BOSS won't agree with you." "We all know

why BOSS asked me to protect you, don't we?"

Her pink golden eyes looked at Bourbon without any warmth, "Once you are useless, without them taking action, you will die under my gun first."

Hearing this, Bourbon clenched his hand hanging by his side for a moment. , and quickly let go, "Oh? Then I'll wait and see."

After performing a lot of things anytime and anywhere under the surveillance of the surroundings, the two of them soon waited for Shirley who had left and returned.

"Just jump in."

Shirley was about to move, "I can help you, Milton."

"Thank you, but I won't need it for the time being." Milton Duff sighed again with true feelings.

"This is the truth serum and sobriety agent for the organization's new research."

Shirley gave him another two tubes of injections. She met the two of them just now because she was going to the torture room to deliver these.

"Since you are going, help me record their reactions."

Shirley looked no different from other laboratory members in the organization at this moment. "You always make the torture chamber very bloody."

She took the injection. , the white-haired young man nodded casually, "I know."

Shirley glanced at him with a worried look. Due to the presence of Bourbon, she didn't say anything and left again.

Putting the injection into his pocket, Milton Duff said: "Let's go."

"Those two spies are really tough."

The person in charge of the torture walked out of the torture room with his hands covered with blood, "Lord Milton, Bo My lord, I still have to rely on you."

Milton Duff waved his hand, indicating that he could get out.

Bourbon secretly sighed and followed the white-haired young man into the torture chamber.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

There were two men covered in blood tied to the torture rack in the room, with their heads hanging down, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. They were also wearing lie detectors and various testing equipment.

Although he was well prepared, huge anger still swept over him, crashing into Bourbon's heart.

Along with anger are various emotions such as guilt, self-blame, and regret.

If he hadn't been exposed, his companions wouldn't have suffered such harm!

Damn the black organization!

On the face, Bourbon tightened his jaw and glanced vaguely at the monitor in the torture room, "What are you going to do, Milton?"

Milton Duff took out the injections and injected them into the bodies of the two police officers.

Hearing the man's question, he shook his head and threw the empty syringe aside.

"I should be the one to ask you what to do."

Milton Duff patted Bourbon on the shoulder, "The torture room is handed over to you. Remember to complete what Shirley told you. Bye~"

Bourbon stood where he was. Didn't move.

"By the way."

Milton Duff seemed to remember something, "The person in charge of interrogating them was a little rough. Judging from the side effects of the new medicine..."

The medicine took effect very quickly, and the two people who were originally unconscious on the torture rack were The police are already showing signs of waking up.

Seeing this, the white-haired young man tilted his head and added the second half of the sentence in an indifferent tone, "They can hold on for more than an hour at most."

"Come on, Bourbon~ You are the best at intelligence, right? " Right?"

The door of the torture room was closed, and the blond and dark-skinned man stood quietly inside.

After a long while, he took steps and walked towards the torture rack.

On the shelf, two policemen raised their heads slightly and met his eyes.

The ceiling surveillance camera faithfully recorded this scene.

Outside the torture room, Milton Dove answered the phone without caller ID, "BOSS."

[Mi, you know where to go. ]

As if someone finally supported him, the Blue Light Crow caught his prey again.

Milton Duff lowered his eyes and said, "Understood."

Avoiding places where people would pass by, the white-haired young man followed the instructions and arrived at a room full of surveillance cameras.

[Mi, you disappoint me. 】As soon as he entered the room, Karasuma Renye sighed.

"Sorry, sir."

Milton Dove knelt down on one knee and lowered his head, "It was my mistake this time."

[Did you really not notice it? ] Karasuma Renye seemed to be in disbelief: [Mi, you used to... Oh, forget it. ]

"Sorry." Milton Duff didn't defend himself, just apologized again.

"I will accept the punishment."

[There is no need for punishment, I can give him a chance to make up for his mistakes. ]

Karasuma Renye found a reasonable explanation for him: [After all, he is a member of Team Zero, so it is normal to find no flaws. 】

Milton Dove pursed her lips and did not answer, obviously unable to accept this matter.

The surveillance images on six sides of the room clearly showed what he looked like at this time.

How could someone who once had god-given abilities be willing to accept their own failure?

After a while, as if he had finally appreciated his current appearance, and glanced at the physical examination that was always on in the room, Karasuma Renya said: "Don't blame yourself, Mi. 】

【Your mind has been injured due to the sub-personality. Perhaps it is this that has caused irreversible damage to you. ]

"Then what should I do, sir?" Milton Dove subconsciously asked for help.

Doesn't Karasuma Renya feel disgusted like this? Anyway, he almost got goosebumps.

Oh, Karasuma Renya has no body. Forget it, just be considerate of the old man who also became a ghost.

[It doesn’t matter, even so, Mi is still stronger than everyone else. ]

Karasuma Renye comforted: [Now our goal is the zero group. No matter what, we must make Bourbon work for us. ]

"I understand."

[One more thing. ]

Karasuma Renye changed the subject, and one of the surveillance screens in the room was replaced with a candid photo.

Exactly what Bourbon and Scotland looked like in their police academy uniforms.

[Mi, was Scotland really dead back then? 】

"According to my inference, he should be dead."

Perhaps because of what happened before, Milton Duff became a little uncertain, and then said: "I was very sure that he had no possibility of escape."

[ What about Rai? 】

"I saw with my own eyes that he stopped breathing."

Milton Duff killed Ley himself. This matter did not go through the hands of others, so Renye Karasuma's suspicion was not that great.

After the lesson that Rum carefully prepared for him when he was ten years old, Renye Karasuma didn't believe that Milton would still let the undercover go.

Although the other party has no memory now, Karasuma Renye believes that there are some things that are profound enough to be engraved into people's bones.

【I see. ]

Karasuma Renye is a little pity that Milton's brain has really caused irreversible damage.

After all, Milton's abilities have always fascinated him.

But if you want to control him, this loss is necessary, Karasuma Renye thought with regret.

I don’t know if it’s for Milton or for himself who will enter Milton’s body in the future.

"Sir, may I know how you knew this flaw?"

At the end of the long conversation, Milton Dove asked, trying to clear up his own doubts.

[An old friend told me. ]

Karasuma Renye sighed: [Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, he is more cruel than me. 】

You still use your own granddaughter for experiments, Milton Dove remains expressionless, half-assed garbage.

I'm really sorry that Belmod didn't do anything to you.

After walking out of the room, after the blue light crow on the collar faded, Milton Duff paused slightly, preparing to pick up Lulu who happened to be in the base.

On the other side, Bourbon watched indifferently as the peripheral members dragged away the two bodies and threw them into the deserted wilderness.

The smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.

After sending the information from the interrogation to a blank number that suddenly appeared on his phone, Bourbon moved his legs that had become a little stiff and walked towards the direction of the laboratory.

In the laboratory, Shirley pulled a piece of paper at random and wrote down the data given by Bourbon. "You can leave."

Bourbon turned and left silently.

After the blond and dark-skinned man left, other members of the laboratory came over to check the data, "Huh? Why is there such a big difference from the previous experimental results?"

Shirley's eyes flashed slightly, she closed the pen cap and gave a reasonable answer. Explained, "Individual differences. It is normal for new drug data to fluctuate, which proves that further adjustments are needed."

"Yes." The lab member nodded, "Oh, we have to run the data again."

Shirley glanced at him and didn't answer.

When Toru Amuro walked out of the base and came to the parking place, he saw a white-haired young man sitting cross-legged next to the front tire of the Mazda from a distance, lowering his head and drawing something on the paper in his hand.

His face was even paler than when they were separated, to the extent that anyone who saw him would worry that he was about to faint.

But Milton never fell.

There are no surveillance cameras nearby, so the white-haired young man's posture is very relaxed.

Next to him, the jaguar, which was almost taller than the young man sitting at the moment, was squatting next to his owner, his tail flicking, and his golden vertical pupils alerting the surroundings.

Hearing the noise, Zaomi Miye raised his head, stood up and patted the ashes on his body, "Here you come? Take a look at when you got this, and see if there is anything..."

Seeing the man's face that was always calm, Zaomi Miye He stopped talking hesitantly, stared at him for three seconds, and then spoke as if he had made some great determination.

"Would you like to hug the cat? I can barely let you hold it for five minutes."

He seriously popularized science. "It has been scientifically proven that when people suck a cat, they will secrete a large amount of endorphins and dopamine. These substances can relieve stress and promote... ...! !"

Feeling the sudden hug, Hayaki subconsciously kept silent.

In his mind, he immediately listed all the physical data, weaknesses, breaches, and attack methods of the person embracing him.

The final conclusion was that Toru Amuro was defenseless against him at this moment.

After struggling internally for a long time, Zaowu Miye didn't push the person away.

There will never be a hug for no reason in this world.

In the eyes of a skilled killer, a hug is enough to reveal a lot.

"Um...well...the one I want you to hold is Lulu."

Hayagiri reminded in a small voice, feeling a little overwhelmed and reaching out to scratch her cheek, her body was very stiff.

His hands were always raised, as if he didn't know where to put them.

Toru Amuro didn't speak, closed his eyes, and rested his forehead on his shoulder.

The smell of blood that had been lingering around him finally disappeared, and was replaced by the unique body fragrance of the white-haired young man, a sweet smell that was so deeply hidden that no one could usually detect it.

Toru Amuro can persevere, but he will always need an adaptation process, and nothing will happen overnight.

"The trust game..."

Toru Amuro spoke slowly, his voice a little dry, "I won, right?"

Hearing this, Zaogiri Yaye snorted softly, her eyes fell on his back, and she put her hand up tentatively to pat him. He snapped, "Of course."

Well, that's how it's done in TV dramas!

Amuro Toru was a little dumbfounded. She took a deep breath, straightened up, and let go of him.

Zaomiya breathed a sigh of relief and slowly relaxed her body without leaving any trace.

"If I hug Miss Lulu, I'm afraid of being bitten by her."

After adjusting his emotions, Toru Amuro returned to his usual appearance, "I can't bear it."

Hayagiri wrinkled her nose, so you just hug me? Believe it or not, I will bite you too?

"As long as I'm here, Lulu won't bite you."

Without worrying about this point anymore, Yaya Hayagiri patted the paper in his arms and said, "Look at what period it is from."

Karasuma Renye didn't take the photo Give it to him, and he can only make one copy by hand.

Toru Amuro lowered his head, and a sketch of a real person portrait that was almost the same as a photo came into view.

The portrait shows how he and Hiro looked when they were still in the police academy.

Even colored!

Unexpectedly, Milton actually possesses such superb painting skills. This is a skill that is of no use to the black organization.

Even if criminal psychology requires learning to draw criminal portraits, the styles on both sides are completely different.

"It was when I first entered the police academy." Toru Amuro frowned, "I didn't notice anyone secretly filming me at all."

"It's normal, I'm just an idiot."

Yaya Hayagiri crossed her arms, "Not to mention the way you looked at me at that time Only Scotland. "

Hmm... Even though I know that's not what Milton meant, it's still strange.

Toru Amuro hesitated for a moment, and did not even refute being called an idiot. He explained:

"When you are chatting with others, it is normal to look at the other person. It is also normal for you to enjoy the conversation and not pay attention to the outside world."

"Oh." Hayagiri Miye nodded, not sure whether he believed it or not.

Toru Amuro: ...

It’s really awkward. He and Hiro have a purely tame relationship! How come Milton said it as if there was something!

Zaogiri Yaye ignored his babbling mental activities and made a fuss.

"Get in the car."

Zaowu Miye opened the door for Lulu and motioned for her to jump into the back seat while she sat in the passenger seat. "I want to go to this address. We can continue chatting after you find a safe place."

The address is His new residence.

I didn't sleep all day and night, and endured two long periods of resistance to brainwashing. I needed to relax in the morning and at night, and I was not in the mood to exchange details with the police.

There is no rush for this moment.

Toru Amuro touched his nose, put the portrait away, and started the vehicle.

"So you don't have the idea of ​​forcibly kissing Scotland?"

A few minutes after the vehicle drove, the voice came out suddenly in the morning fog and in the cold night.

The white Mazda almost drove out of an S line, but fortunately, it only vibrated a little too much for a moment.

Lulu, who almost fell off her seat in the back seat, let out a grunt of dissatisfaction and wanted to beckon her big paw to the blond human.

"No!"

Toru Amuro realized something and spoke resolutely, with a firm tone that left no room for comment, "Absolutely! It's impossible!"

"Yo Tongran is a family member, a friend, a soulmate who can stay together for a lifetime!"

"Oh! "

I'm so excited, but I don't understand. "Then why are you jealous and angry about Yamamura?"

Amuro said sternly, "I don't know."

"You are obviously trying to treat him personally!

" ? !"

Toru Amuro quit, forget about his personal ethics, "Police Officer Yamamura's ability really needs to be tempered."

"Even if he doesn't know Scotland, I would have the same idea. "

Oh."

"..."

Toru Amuro glanced at him while driving, "Gin's situation is completely different from mine and Scotland's!"

"I know,"

Hayagiri responded lazily, leaning back in her chair. Entering the power-saving mode, he held his head with one hand and said, "Don't get excited."

Seeing that the white-haired young man was feeling tired, Toru Amuro pursed his lips slightly, said no more, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and drove the car more smoothly. .

Toru Amuro has never realized so clearly that Hayagiri Yaya is only a young man who is seven years younger than him and almost twenty-two years old.

Like him, he gets tired.

But Hayagiri Miye never showed this point.

Even now, his eyes are always awake.

With a sigh, Toru Amuro felt a dull pain in his chest, which was directed at Hayagiri Yaya.

Toru Amuro knew that no matter how much he reminded himself of the undercover rules, he might not be able to treat Sayo Hayagiri as a member of the organization.

Perhaps there were signs of this from very early on, but he just didn't realize it until now.

The white Mazda slowly stopped at the door of a villa.

This area is full of wealthy people. The distance between each villa is quite large and the privacy is excellent. Even if Lulu occasionally runs into the yard, she will not be easily discovered.

As a complete laboratory product, Lulu cannot adapt to the living environment in the wild for a long time, so we can only try to give it enough space to move in the morning and night.

He even bought a castle in Italy! A huge one!

Now I can only feel sorry for Lulu temporarily.

As before, Toru Amuro stopped outside the villa door and said, "Rest first and contact me when you wake up. I will wait for you."

Knowing that he wanted to secretly see the situation of the two policemen, Asaya and Miye turned their backs. He waved his hand and closed the door of the villa.

Toru Amuro stood quietly at the door of the villa for a moment, then turned and walked towards the white Mazda.

There was a morning breeze blowing through the ends of his hair, causing it to itch a little.

Toru Amuro stopped unconsciously and looked up at the sky.

As the first ray of golden light emerged from the horizon, in the misty blue sky, the darkness completely subsided, and the morning star that persisted until the last moment before dawn also slowly disappeared.

It's finally dawn.

Golden light spread all over the earth and fell on Toru Amuro, dyeing his blond hair with a light light, bringing him a brand new day.

Earlier in the day, somewhere in a deserted wilderness.

Zhufu Jingguang led Kazami Yuya and others to successfully find the bodies of the two police officers who were abandoned here.

Looking at the injuries on their bodies, Feng Jian Yuya clenched his fists and trembled, "Damn it!" Zhufu Jingguang

calmed down and stepped forward to check on the two of them, "Feng Jian, how long did it take for me to wake up after I was discovered? "

About forty minutes to an hour."

Yuya Fengjian, who had already heard Zhu Fu Jingguang's explanation on the way, opened his eyes, "Could it be..."

"Get them into the car,"

Zhu Fu Jingguang signaled . The medical staff took action and said, "Treat the more serious wounds first."

The medical staff did not ask any further questions, as all this seemed to involve absolute confidentiality.

I think they will have to stay on the public security watch list from now on.

The scene was marked with signs of being devoured by wild beasts, and the remaining traces were taken care of. Several people came and left quietly.

About ten minutes after the car drove out, the person lying on the emergency bed suddenly sat up, startling everyone.

"Mr. Zhu Fu." Police Officer A was stunned, "Does the Kingdom of Heaven still work?"

"No."

Zhu Fu Jingguang motioned for him to lie down first, the blood was still flowing, "I am sending you to the hospital. On the way."

Policeman B waved his fist, "I think I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all! I can beat another hundred damn organization members!"

The medical staff on the side poked his wound silently, but Policeman B felt nothing. reaction.

"It seems that the pain is simply blocked."

The medical staff checked carefully and said, "Other physiological reactions are normal. You need to go to the hospital for details."

"It's true..."

Police Officer A touched his chin, "In the torture room, I opened my eyes and saw the falling victim. Mr. Gu suddenly felt like he was hanging on his breath!"

"..." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at them with a complicated expression, "You..."

"If we really want to pursue it, we also made mistakes."

Police B was arrested. The medical staff pressed back on the emergency bed, "If we hadn't been arrested and replaced because we were not careful enough, this would not have happened at all."

"So..."

Police A smiled, "Please tell Mr. Jianggu that we don't blame him. " As long as the tissue can be destroyed, it's all worth it."

"And it really doesn't hurt. Mr. Feng Gu didn't do anything cruel. It's not a problem for me to do a long jump now!"

The unbearable medical staff roared. "Shut up and lie down! I just bandaged the wound!"

A group of guys who disrespect doctors!