When Milton Duff and Bourbon arrived at the meeting point, other members of the organization had already arrived at the destination first.

This is an abandoned factory located in the suburbs.

The factory is in disrepair and the roof is in tatters. You can see the dark cloudy night sky directly from the factory.

A large amount of rainwater fell in through the broken roof, turning the ground inside into a muddy mess with various small puddles scattered here and there.

Seeing this, Milton Duff curled his lips in disgust and stood in a place where there was no puddle like a cat that hated water.

The top of his head was covered by a large, organized black umbrella, preventing raindrops from falling on his black hair after the disguise.

It was Bourbon who got out of the car and held up an umbrella and came to the young man's side.

Looking sideways at the man, Milton Duff didn't pay attention, put his hands in his trench coat pockets, and walked forward.

Bourbon moved forward naturally, and the hand holding the umbrella was always very steady, not letting a drop of rain fly to the young man.

"Mi~"

The man in the red square not far away waved to Milton Duff, looking straight at him, as if Bourbon was not at all in his eyes, "There are no puddles here~" Mi

recognized him as Grappa. Dundaph paused slightly, then walked in his direction.

"Mi!"

Members of the organization never call Milton Dove by his full codename when he is doing missions in disguise. This is a rare tacit understanding of the black organization.

When someone looked at him, the short-haired woman with a butterfly tattoo on the end of her eye whistled, "Bourbon is really with you all the time."

Milton was always very talkative when he was not officially on a mission, so Chianti said He joked boldly.

These days, rumors are flying around the organization about Milton Duff and Bourbon. At the end of the development, it has become an outrageous version of "Bourbon is a little blackface who will do anything to gain power, and Milton is deceived into love (? against Gin)".

After all, Gin has no reaction to this, Everyone speculates that the killer is secretly heartbroken about this!

Combined with the previous rumors that Bourbon was proud of his favor, the authenticity has increased a lot~

In fact, it is Gin who knows the truth behind it and is out of sight and out of mind:...

Bob/ Lai/Ta Warning.jpg

Milton Duff, who had not shown up at all during this period, twitched the corners of his mouth without leaving any trace, and said, "Lulu has almost accepted him~" How did Bourbon let the rumor develop into this version of the organization

!

Everyone knew that the black jaguar was not close to anyone except his owner. Only Gin and the twins might be able to touch it.

After hearing his words, Chianti looked at the blond and dark-skinned man .

Even the usually taciturn Cohen looked over. After receiving Milton's cryptic glare and discerning the meaning of the two snipers' eyes , Bourbon

smiled inexplicably.

, more like a "little black-faced demon concubine".

Only BOSS knows his true identity. When facing other members of the organization, Bourbon must continue to hide his identity, so

he can only recognize these.

Ben has been under "observation" from Milton, so the pressure should be great.

The above is Renye Karasuma's perspective. In fact, Milton Duff believes that Bourbon's psychological quality is unmatched. .

Otherwise, why would he still have the thought to make different kinds of desserts for him every day? Will he

take the bourbon to Italy in the future after being sucked into his mouth? Right?" Grappa crossed his arms and said

dissatisfiedly, implying that the man had used "illegal means."

So what if he knew the truth, it would not prevent him from continuing to find trouble.

"Weiqiao, people must learn to reflect and find reasons from themselves."

Suddenly, Bourbon followed Milton Duff and walked to him, "Miss Lulu's love is very pure."

Even inside the factory, there was still rain pattering on the black umbrella he held in his hand.

The black umbrella was wide enough to cover two people, but it also took up a certain amount of space.

Milton Duff was between them, and the wet umbrella touched the red-haired man's shoulder in an instant. The piece of clothing was stained.

"..." Grappa narrowed his eyes dangerously, seriously suspecting that Bourbon did it on purpose!

"Mi-chan!"

The tall man squeezed under the umbrella, hanging on the young man, "Listen. What did Bourbon say!"

Bourbon, who was almost knocked out of the umbrella, said...

Is Wei Que so strong? It hurts. I suspect he is going to break his bones!

Hearing this, Milton Duff wore a The gloved hand pushed away the steamy red head, "You two don't want to play anymore." "

Bourbon

, you will be in charge of tonight's transaction."

Milton Duff turned his head. Looking at the person next to him, "You know what to do."

Bourbon squeezed the umbrella handle, "Of course."

He handed the umbrella to the red-haired man with an unhappy face, left the umbrella and stepped into the thin rain. .

The blond hair instantly became moist, and the lonely back showed a bit of vigilance. In a flash, he turned back into the mysterious and careless information dealer Bourbon in the organization.

Grappa took the umbrella and continued to hold it for Milton Duff. When he straightened up, the buttons of his clothes near his chest flashed an imperceptible red light.

It's a hidden camera.

Upon seeing this, Chianti and Cohen also dispersed and went to the sniper point near the factory.

Gin, who had done more than one task tonight, arrived late.

He did not enter the factory, but directly chose a sniping point. Only when the people from the Nihanhui arrived did he access everyone's headset communication channel.

The people who will come are the cadre Busujima Kiriko, her direct subordinate Itosaki and several other close subordinates.

The boss of the Mud Can Club is addicted to gambling and is old. His reputation in the organization is gradually declining. Kiriko Busujima, the most senior person, is the most likely person to become the next boss.

The drug dealing list is her biggest bargaining chip.

Thinking of the USB flash drive in her pocket, the snake-like woman stared at the blond and dark-skinned man in front of her with vigilance, "I hope you can lend me a few members of the action team."

"Oh?" Bourbon raised an eyebrow. , folded his hands on his chest, "That's not what you said at the beginning, you really opened your mouth."

Busujima Kiriko wanted to borrow the people from the action team to prepare for the rebellion against the BOSS.

"Money can be earned by changing hands." Use drugs.

Busujima Kiriko said in a disdainful tone, "And as long as you have enough money, what weapon can't be bought?"

Milton Dove snorted.

If it hadn't been for Renye Karasuma's orders, organizations like the Nihankai that brought drug trafficking to him would have disappeared long ago.

Hearing this voice, Busujima Kiriko looked towards the people behind Bourbon. The factory environment was dim and she couldn't see the person under the umbrella clearly. She couldn't help but said: "Who is he?"

"You have no right to know." Bourbon was cold. He replied coldly, with no warmth in his purple-gray eyes.

Busushima Kiriko frowned, her eyes fixed on the looming gemstone luster on the other person's neck.

"It's you!"

Busujima Kiriko's hand hanging by her side suddenly grasped it. In the past, several drug dealing scenes had been vandalized in Nikai, and all of them involved large sums of money, resulting in heavy losses for them.

By chance, Busushima Kiriko saw such a sapphire on the neck of someone who was passing by the scene.

Sapphires of this quality are extremely rare and cannot be a coincidence!

"Miss Busujima, I think the current transaction is more important." Bourbon said to draw Busujima Kiriko's attention.

Busujima Kiriko took a deep breath. The sapphire alone was not enough to be decisive evidence for the accusation, let alone the fact that the other party was from a black organization.

If the organization wanted to destroy them, they would have done so already, so why take such a roundabout way?

Now that she has what the other party wants, the organization should not be afraid.

"I only have one request."

Busujima Kiriko temporarily looked away from Milton Duff, "Or your fire support."

Bourbon's fingertips on his arm tapped lightly, as if considering, After a moment, he said: "Let us see if the list meets your conditions first."

Busujima Kiriko took out the USB flash drive she had prepared in advance and threw it to the man in front of her.

There is only information about a few of the people on the list, but it is enough to verify the authenticity.

Bourbon raised his hand to catch the USB flash drive. Instead of checking it himself, he walked back and handed it to the white-haired young man.

The man's attitude made Busushima Kiriko's eyes flicker, realizing that the person she wanted to take revenge on was not an easy person.

But why did such a person target her drug dealing before? Did she offend him somewhere?

Milton Duff took the USB flash drive casually and plugged it into his mobile phone to read it.

"The list is fake." The young man said firmly.

"Impossible!" Busushima Kiriko subconsciously retorted.

The USB flash drive and the list have always been with her and have never been stolen from anyone else!

"Senator Hojo was admitted to the hospital for recuperation due to physical discomfort a few days ago. By the way, he asked his usual doctor to do a full-body health test."

Milton Dove lowered his eyes and looked at the information found on his phone, "That nursing home belongs to us. Industry, the test report is very normal, and there is no possibility of artificial replacement."

"Judging from the transaction volume in the list you gave..."

Milton Daphra said in a long tail tone, " Is Representative Hojo worried about having too much money?"

Busushima Kiriko's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Upon seeing this, Milton Duff removed the USB flash drive and returned it to Bourbon.

Bourbon did not move around this time, but directly threw the USB disk over, "Busushima officers, you once 'visited' our base casually, now you want to fool us with a fake list?"

Busujima Kiriko did not answer. If so, immediately check the contents of the USB flash drive.

After a general inspection, her face became even more ugly.

Obviously, the contents of the USB flash drive have been replaced!

Damn it, when was it? !

"I said..." Milton Dove said slowly, "There won't be any rats among you involved in this deal, right?"

Bourbon turned to look at him and pursed his lips slightly.

Grappa stood silently holding an umbrella, lowering his sense of presence, like a silent guard, and even the red light on the buttons became less and less obvious.

The scene fell into silence except for the sound of rain.

"Hmm..."

Milton Duff held the phone against his chin and said kindly: "You can't recognize a mouse in front of me. Do you need me to help you solve it?"

Itosaki stood diagonally behind Busujima Kiriko. He glanced at him quickly with a hidden look.

The first person who couldn't hold back was the others. A confidant said, "You are questioning our ability! It's a slander!"

"You are a bit noisy." Milton Dove tilted his head and said in a calm tone. "Could it be...that I was right?"

His confidant couldn't see his face clearly, but a chilling feeling ran up his spine, which instantly made him afraid to speak out.

"We will go back and investigate this matter ourselves." Busushima Kiriko said gloomily.

"Now the Busujima cadres want us to make this trip in vain?"

Bourbon chuckled with unknown meaning, "The organization never returns empty-handed."

"Then what does the organization want?" Busujima Kiriko tensed her body, Beware of him taking action.

"Catch that rat right now."

Milton Duff interrupted Bourbon's words, "Just in time for us to see who broke the deal... I went on a mission on a rainy day and made no progress at all. I'm in a bad mood. That's not good."

As he finished speaking, several red lights belonging to sniper rifles fell on several people in the Nihan Association, which was extremely conspicuous in the dim factory.

Forced to cooperate, Busujima Kiriko glared at him with sinister eyes.

"Bourbon, you are in charge of supervision."

Milton Duff's sight of the woman was not painful at all, and pointedly said: "Lest they have soft hearts and are unwilling to reveal their companions~"

"...I understand. "

Remember to move quickly."

Milton Duff added nonchalantly, "Something is wrong. The person who replaced the list may have called for a note. We have to leave before then."

Bourbon looked solemn, with a sense of danger lingering around him . breath.

Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, everyone in the Nihan Society, except Busushima Kiriko, instantly started fighting among themselves.

"Qiu Dong, is that you?"

Busujima Kiriko stared at one of them fiercely, "I checked the list before leaving tonight, and you were the only one who approached me after that."

"Not me!"

Known as Qiu Dong The man denied it, "Ito! It's 100% Ito!"

"Only he is the last among us!"

"I have never been near a Busujima cadre from the beginning to the end today."

Itosaki's expression was calm, "You even warned me I don't want to be too courteous."

Qiu Dong was choked and unable to refute.

Busujima Kiriko looked at the two of them. Itosaki once saved her life, which was why the ugly scar on the other person's eyebrow bone was left.

No matter how you look at it, Qiu Dong is the greater suspect.

"I don't want to see your farce." Milton Dove said again, "Bourbon, after confirming, take action quickly."

"..." Bourbon raised his gun, pointed it at Qiudong, and opened the safety catch.

Seeing this, a look of hatred flashed across Qiu Dong's face.

Without warning, he suddenly stepped forward to snatch Bourbon's gun.

The others immediately drew their guns and aimed at Qiu Dong.

Bourbon subconsciously took a step back. During the struggle, the trigger was accidentally pulled, and Qiu Dong was shot in the abdomen.

"Uh!" He covered his waist and staggered a few steps.

[The note is here. ] Gin's deep voice came from the headset, and there were sounds of fighting in the background.

[These idiots from the Muduanhui...retreat! ]

"In that case... don't even think about leaving!"

Qiudong, whose undercover identity was exposed, took out a grenade from his pocket and with a decisive voice, pulled out the bolt and detonated it.

In the dimly lit factory, no one saw the daze in his eyes when he said those words before, and even his facial expression was stiff.

Bourbon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his hand as if he wanted to step forward to stop him.

The next second, a huge fire exploded with Qiudong as the original heart.

The few people who were close immediately made the decision to find a bunker nearby.

Grappa immediately protected Milton Duff. In the chaos, their headsets disconnected from the team one after another.

A SWAT team member wearing SAT uniforms rushed in, and Milton Duff used liquid bombs to open a hole in the back of the factory. "Fuck!"

Grappa, who was in charge of the rear, blocked the combat dagger swung at him and was beaten by many. People surrounded him, and it was inevitable that there would be a few scars on the man's body.

The button-type hidden camera on his chest fell to the ground and was crushed by the SAT members who did not notice this and continued to surround the red-haired man.

After the camera was destroyed, Grappa's eyes flashed and he no longer held back his strength. In an instant, he used terrifying force to knock down the team members surrounding him.

He didn't hold back, and ran to the woods behind the factory with Milton Dove, and the two of them soon disappeared in the rain.

Seeing this, the SAT team members and the police from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department decisively sent arresting manpower in that direction.

It is normal for the members of the black organization to escape in critical moments. After confirming that Milton Duff is protected by Farrow, others will not spend extra effort to find them.

The heavy rain washed away all traces, and Zaomi Miye, who felt a little stuffy after being wetted by the rain, slowly let out a breath.

Waterproof does not mean breathable. Next time he goes on a mission on a rainy day, he should wear a different mask.

Suddenly his eyes shot up and he was hugged by Grappa.

"Wuhu~" Grappa's tone was cheerful, "I've got the cat~"

"..."

Zaogiri Miye showed his half-moon eyes speechlessly, held his men's shoulders, and issued a warning, "Longdao Che!"

Grappa, or in other words, Lungdao Che didn't listen and ran faster.

"Save time~Save time~" Longdao Che took big steps, but he was also very steady, and the person he was holding didn't feel any bumps.

"..." Zaowu Miye held her forehead, forget it, let's leave it at that.

Rongdao Che stopped somewhere in the center of the woods with a man in his arms, where a man who looked exactly like Rongdao Che was waiting there.

Wei Qiao, or rather Gongjima Wataru, raised his hand and high-fived his brother, "The handover was successful~ I will be responsible for diverting the group of police officers who are searching for them~"

Yaya Hayagiri gave him a few tokens equivalent to his. Liquid bombs, "Remember not to kill them."

This will save Bourbon from having to look for him back.

"I know~" Gongjima Wataru snorted, "Mi-chan is always so soft-hearted."

Time was running out, so Gongjima Wataru didn't say anything more and ran in the direction of the noise not far away.

Next to him, Rongdao Che squatted down and waved away the rotten, wet and thick pile of leaves on the ground. He didn't know where to press it, and the entrance to an underground passage was slowly revealed on the ground that originally looked normal and had no gaps.

Zaagiri Yaye took a deep breath and walked down first.

This action was decided after he saw the transaction location with the Nihanhui.

It can be said that the script from the police gave him a natural boost, allowing Hayagiri to run in this direction more logically without being suspected.

After all, it was impossible for him to take a detour and run to the factory gate full of police. The woods were the only way out nearby. Although he couldn't stay for too long, it was enough.

The place that Hayagiri wanted to go to now was the address he got on the rooftop of the apartment.

As the downward stairs gradually came to an end, a rather organized base appeared in front of Hayagiri Yaya.

"This was arranged by Mi-chan little by little before she lost her memory."

Longdao Che walked to the newly appeared door, "The verification and monitoring protection systems of the base were all designed by Mi himself. They cannot connect to external networks and only support Ah and I. "The DNA information involved."

Just in case, Zaogiri Yaye didn't even enter his own information.

The door opened, and several sleeping machines that appeared to be servers appeared in front of them.

Rongdao Che pulled out a necklace with silver ginkgo leaves from his neck. The leaves opened and a black memory card lay quietly inside.

"We don't even know what's in the memory card, including the password for the server and the room next to it."

Cheru Kashima carefully placed the slightly warm necklace in the palm of Hayagiri Yaya, "There is only one thing... except for the necessary Make sure that this place is safe and not discovered by anyone..."

Zaogiri Miye looked at those eyes that were like pigeon blood. This red did not look scary, but instead resembled a gem that reflected dazzling brilliance under the light.

"Miye once told us very solemnly that the power here must not be cut off. Even if the power is cut off, it must not exceed three months at the longest."

After hearing this, Hayagiri Miye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he put the palm of his hand He slowly closed it, held the necklace tightly, and said softly: "I understand."

The necklace with the body temperature of Longdao Che seemed to be hot in his hand.

"I'm going to the monitoring room to observe the situation nearby. I won't disturb Mi Ye anymore~"

After explaining the information he knew, Rongdao Che left the room.

Zaowu Miye walked towards the center console of the server, checked it, and inserted the memory card into the special groove.

The screen on the center console lights up, and a series of numbers slowly emerge from a blue background image made up of various binary codes intertwined.

Hayagiri recognized this as his own unique viral code secret phrase.

Translated into...

[Never et what you are. 】

Never forget who you are.

Hayagiri took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and subconsciously placed her hands on the center console, as if to steady herself.

He is Miya Sakurai, Miya Hayagiri, and Miton Duff of the organization.

Different names make up the same person, and past experiences cannot be erased. Even if there are bad ones, they are his own, and he will not deny them.

Morning fog and night will only try to remember them and move towards the farther future.

The center console requires a password to activate, and there is only one opportunity. If the password is entered incorrectly, the contents of the memory card will be locked forever.

But Zaagiri Yaye already knew what the password was.

And this is also the nickname that people close to him often call him.

"MI"

Converting just two letters into code words, Zaugiri Miye pursed her thin lips slightly and entered the converted numbers one by one.

The moment the confirmation button is pressed, the server behind the center console lights up blue light indicating successful startup.

The screen in front of him became pitch black, but Zaugiri Miye did not panic, and just stared at the screen steadily.

[Activation successful, program starting...Starting successful...]

​​[Hello, the first generation artificial intelligence Pandora is at your service. ]

Zaowu Miye slowly opened her eyes.

In the black screen, a boy with a faint white light emitting from his body appeared.

The boy looks about seven years old, with black hair and golden eyes. If you take a closer look, he looks exactly like Sayagiri Yaye when he was seven years old!

The artificial intelligence calling itself Pandora stood there quietly, as if waiting for the order of the person who activated it.

Hayagiri Yaye vaguely sensed that someone was observing him through the camera on the center console.

It couldn't be Gōjima Che, then it could only be...

As if confirming something, before Hayagiri Yaya gave the next step of instructions, Pandora blinked slightly, and her dull eyes suddenly filled with brilliance. The breath all over his body also became much more vivid.

【haven't seen you for a long time. I have worked hard all along, and I grew up. ]

Pandora's face showed the smile that belonged to the seven-year-old Sakurai Miya who had not experienced any hardships, making him look like a real seven-year-old boy.

No... maybe it's true... Hayagiri Yaye held her breath subconsciously.

It turns out that the memories from before he was ten years old that he could never remember are here...

The first successful person in the organization's consciousness transfer was not Renya Karasuma, but himself!

[For convenience, you can call me Miya. ]

Miya looked softly at the people outside the screen: [Being able to meet again proves that our plan is still progressing steadily. 】

【Go and have a look in the room next door, there is a big surprise! 】

While speaking, the boy opened his arms to the maximum to express that it was really a big surprise.

[I believe you must remember this sentence. 】Miya paused for a moment before speaking, and then smiled.

That was something that the current morning fog and night couldn't express very well, a smile filled with emotions such as "like" and "love".

Realizing a certain possibility, Zaagiri Yaye's hands rarely trembled, but he couldn't restrain it at all.

How could it be possible... This completely overturned his suspicions all along.

Of course Hayagiri Yaya remembers the words that rang in her ears when her body returned to its original state.

The only thing that Miya can focus on is...

[Since Karasuma Renya wants me to die, then I must live for him...]

Off the screen, Hayagiri Yaya's voice overlapped with Miya on the screen.

One is older and the other is younger, one is immature and the other is mature, but the same voices are full of determination.

This is not a misty expectation, but a certain future!

"...Not only do you have to live by yourself, but you also have to take everyone with you!"