Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 13: Dark and Windy Night
"Chat!"
Nan Ling had just typed the last line of the report. At this moment, he just wanted to collapse on the sofa and not move. He weakly waved at the person who came in.
Of course, he didn't come back alone this time. If he wanted to make a cool and handsome appearance, he would have to have some little brothers.
The noisy man circling around him was called Antoine, from the Western European Action Group, and he didn't have a code name yet.
Moreover, Nan Ling felt that with his eccentric personality, that day would probably never come.
The other one standing aside, as quiet as a chicken, was DK. It was said that because his real name was too difficult to pronounce, everyone just called him by his abbreviation.
Both of them are French, as the Western European division’s headquarters is in France.
He could only speak a little French in his previous life, but he made great progress in this life because of it.
"Chat, what's the mission ?"
Two little flames seemed to be burning in Antoine's eyes.
Although these two people look normal, they actually joined the organization voluntarily.
Antoine is keen on picking fights, while DK is obsessed with sniping people with a gun.
In other words, in the original book, it is the kind that cannot be washed away.
Nan Ling didn't care about such details. To him, as long as it helped his plan of slacking off, it was fine.
He treats everyone equally, whether they are good or bad.
"Don't worry, An." Nan Ling replied lazily. "We just need to go and collect the bodies."
…
It was a dark and windy night.
A rooftop in Tokyo.
It had been just one day since Zhufu Jingguang received the mysterious letter.
"awesome……"
Akai Shuichi raised his hands.
"You're amazing, Scotland. You pretended to be thrown out by me and took the opportunity to steal my pistol."
Scotland's gun muzzle was steady, pointing motionlessly at Akai Shuichi.
Perhaps because he knew his fate in advance and was prepared, Scotland looked very relaxed.
"I'm not begging you to spare my life, but before you shoot me, could you please listen to me for a few words?"
Akai Shuichi was equally unhurried.
He was very confident in his abilities, and letting an undercover agent go was not .
"I didn't steal the gun to kill you." Scotland slowly turned the gun around. "I stole the gun to..."
Shuichi Akai leaned forward and tried to grab Scotland's hand holding the gun.
"Destroy this!"
"boom!"
The gunshots were particularly piercing in the silent night.
Toru Amuro, who had already reached downstairs, had his pupils constricted and ran upstairs.
Shuichi Akai looked at the smoking muzzle of the gun in Scotland's hand and the completely destroyed mobile phone.
"...I see. You took the gun to destroy the phone, which contained information about your family and friends. I thought you wanted to commit suicide."
Scotland was silent.
Akai Shuichi thought he hadn't given up on the idea of suicide, "Give up on suicide . Scotland, you shouldn't die here."
"……What?"
"I'm Shuichi Akai, an undercover agent from the FBI. Like you, I'm a hound trying to keep a tight grip on those guys.
If you understand, put down the gun and listen to me. It's easy to let you escape alone-"
"--Da da da"
Amuro Toru was gradually approaching the rooftop, and the two heard his hurried footsteps.
Scotland smiled weakly.
While he was silent before, he swallowed the medicine that he had been hiding in his mouth.
The drug must have taken effect... My mind has become fuzzy...
"…I'm so sorry, Akai Shuichi."
Although I was surprised by his identity, but...
I... am destined to be a dead person.
