MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 106

Before leaving, Qiu Zeyao gave himself a brief treatment of the wound. Otherwise, in his state, I am afraid that he will lose too much blood and fall into a coma before he sees anyone. The current situation is not very optimistic. His lips are pale, his skin is sweating, and his hands and feet are cold...

Of course he can repair his body, but it won't last long anyway, and he feels that there is no need to spend such a waste of money. His physical fitness is very good, and under the blessing of adrenal hormones, it will not affect his future performance.

After Qiu Ze Yao left, Mr. A still stayed here. After all, if you take people away and send them to the hotel, it is obviously no different from admitting that Mr. A is the person before.

And although generally no one would come here, there is always a case for everything, and An Shitou fainted alone here, what would happen if someone saw something wrong. So he stared at Amuro Toru and stayed for half an hour in the cold winter wind.

Guessing that the other party was about to wake up, he packed up the ground and covered his body, put on his coat, and threw the one with the gun hole on the ground, Anshitou pressed against the cold ground, Fingers trembled.

Mr. A quickly retreated.

He didn't stay here any longer, stepped on the pale moonlight and left without stopping, returned to the familiar house, opened the door, and was rubbed by Xiao Kui, who was waiting beside him.

"Sorry, sorry." He didn't care about doing anything else, and first bent down and rubbed the cat's fluffy head, "I didn't mean to forget to prepare dinner for you. Forgive my brother."

Xiaokui, who was already hungry, immersed herself in cooking, and Jun A, who also didn't eat dinner, watched her in a daze from the side.

"I might really be leaving," he murmured suddenly.

Get out of here, leave Amuro Toru.

This idea came up a few days ago.

Because Mr. A felt that he was probably exposed.

When Toru Amuro is not so busy at work, he will come back almost every day. Even if he is busy, he will be there for at least three days a week. This is also to confirm the state of each other. There is no lack of arms or legs. But there are no clearly stated rules.

But this invisible rule was broken not long ago. He was obviously not very busy, but he only saw Toru Amuro once in a week. During the rare time they spent together, the other party also kept a very safe social distance with him, not to mention hugging and touching his head, even Even the physical contact was pitiful, and Mr. A even saw that the other party raised his hand halfway once, and finally pressed it back abruptly.

This kind of anomaly appeared the day after Amuro Toru brought him and Qiu Ze Yao breakfast.

Amuro Toru may have sensed his intentions, and the first reaction of Jun A when he realized this was a little surprise.

Because he felt that the other party should have known it long ago. He didn't have much hope for his hidden ability, but now he suddenly found out that he was actually quite powerful.

Although it was finally revealed.

After the initial surprise disappeared, it was followed by great discomfort. This gap made him feel lingering anxiety.

Even a little embarrassed.

There is nothing in itself, and the most unacceptable thing for people is to have it and lose it. He could understand the other party's reaction intellectually, and Amuro's estrangement proved that he was indeed not a scumbag who played with other people's feelings, and would not use this method to extract value, but emotionally, he couldn't help but want him to be a scumbag.

Mr. A works for the Boss behind the scenes, but on the surface he is Rum's subordinate. Although for the former, he has never met the Boss, and only exchanges emails, and for the latter, he has not penetrated into Rum's power... Thinking about it this way, his value does not seem to be very great.

Mr. A was silent, and Mr. A stopped thinking.

All in all, if this goes on, his inner impulse will only become more and more difficult to contain, and the best way is to stay away from the factors that make him restless.

So he considered whether to find an excuse to take a long-term mission, preferably the kind that goes abroad, but he didn't sit down and decide.

Now the last thrust is there.

In A-Jun's mind, when Amuro Toru called out his identity, the determination in those quiet eyes that could not be ignored.

Xiaokui ate half of her dinner, and seemed to sense his low mood. She walked over in a silent catwalk, rubbed his head on his calf, and then raised her head, "Meow—"

Jun A burst into tears: "Is Xiaokui reluctant to bear me? Me too, but if I don't leave, I don't know what expression to use to face Brother Tou."

If the other party asks about tonight, he can't imagine how to answer.

If it wasn't him, Anshito would at most not be able to get rid of it. He would only believe two-thirds of it. But if he admits that he is, then he must answer why he helped Qiu Zeyao in danger. After someone disappeared, he would be the only one who could know about him. Whoever went, Qiu Zeyao's problems were directly or indirectly transferred to Mr. A.

Isn't this super bad?

The retreat drum started in an instant. Escape is shameful but useful.

Mr. A coaxed Xiaokui back to eat, brought his mobile phone, and ordered an automatic feeder and automatic water dispenser on the shopping software.

When I bought cat climbing frames and cat toys before, I actually considered buying those two things. But Mr. A wanted to enjoy the sense of accomplishment of feeding the cat by himself, so he gave up.

After the payment is completed, Mr. A will not stay any more.

He passed by on a motorcycle, and Amuro only had two legs. After waking up, he rushed back to the hospital and drove home a little slower than him.

But the time difference was only about ten minutes, and he came back just to feed the cat. It was not in his plan to continue to stay and be caught and question Qiu Zeyao's whereabouts.

So let's go to a hotel tonight.

Just as he was changing his shoes, the phone received an email.

The address is a number that has been well-known by heart, Mr. A opened it casually, and his eyes lit up.

Come to live, the location is in the northernmost area of ​​Japan Island. It may change depending on the situation. The uncertainty is relatively high. There have been two waves of killers before him. The target is a very powerful character. The water is fully prepared before the water, and the boat can only jump when you have the confidence.

Appears to be on the verge of selling the organization's secrets for a good price. So the boss was very annoyed and ordered him to solve it within two days.

The time is too fast, and there is a subtle feeling of driving him to death.

Or do you trust his abilities?

Mr. A deleted the email casually, pushed open the door and walked out. When he looked up, he suddenly realized that it was snowing.

If he had to say it, it was actually Hayabusa Kajiura who contacted him first. At the end of the trial, provocative messages were sent.

A speech like the start of a new game, Qiu Ze Yao glanced at it, turned his head and forgot.

Later, when he left the hospital at night, when Toru Amuro was concentrating on the sweet talk with Jinping Matsuda, he fell behind half a step and lowered his head to send a message back to Hayabusa Kajiura—

Although I pulled out the card in the morning because I didn't want to be bombarded by phone calls, the other card was still there.

As he left the dead end, he picked up his phone and glanced at it, not accidentally seeing an address.

Of course Kajiura Hayabusa will bite the hook, and he will meet Qiu Ze Yao face to face.

As Amuro Toru said, the other party took so much time and effort to do so much, the purpose was to step him into the mud and see him in a state of embarrassment.

But if he himself ran away, no matter how bad his reputation was, if he couldn't see his tragic situation, the other party's goal would not be achieved.

And he took the initiative to send a message asking to meet, Kajiura Hayabusa knew that he had ulterior motives. But don't care, on the contrary may find it interesting.

A policeman who has not recovered from a serious injury, no one thinks that he can turn out any waves against a criminal who even the police can't do anything about.

unless they are added together.

But Kajiura Hayabusa paid attention to the movements of the police, and they had no contact with Qiu Ze Yao.

The address on the phone was a bit far away, so it was obviously unrealistic to walk there, not to mention Qiu Zeyao was inconvenient to go to the street.

So he robbed a car on the open road and transferred a sum of money to the victim, which was considered a high price. Fortunately, he is still only in the role of a suspect, and the account under his name has not been frozen.

Then he drove all the way to a mansion in the suburbs halfway up the hill.

The door is unlocked and unguarded, just push it open to get in.

The lights in the room were bright, and the bright music stopped abruptly when the door was opened. Hayabusa Kajiura swayed the wine glass leisurely, and the reddish-brown liquid swayed with it.

Qiu Ze Yao took a steady step and sat down opposite him very consciously.

It's not that Kajiura Hayabusa can't be killed now, but it's too cheap to die so easily. Anyway, Qiu Ze Yao has nothing else to do. As the last farce, it's good to participate for a while.

There is no shop in front of the village and no shop in the back. If there is no accident, the dead body will not necessarily be found when it is air-dried into bones.

Qiu Zeyao thought it was a good choice, but he was really worried that he could come over and deal with the follow-up by himself and blow up the house.

Even though he thought so, he always had a bad premonition.

"This is our first official meeting, Officer Qiuzawa. Ah, maybe I'll be the last person to call you Officer."

Kajiura Hayabusa was rarely in such a happy mood, he put down his wine glass and looked concerned, "Did Officer Qiuzawa encounter an accident on his way here? If the bullet is not taken out in time, the blood circulation will be seriously blocked, it must be very painful, right? "

On the way in, there must be a detection device installed somewhere, and the bullet still in the body is made of alloy.

Qiu Ze Yao was relieved a little.

He was really afraid of this thing.

Qiu Zeyao said calmly, "It's okay."

His perception of pain is actually a bit dull, which may be the body's self-protection mechanism.

Hayabusa Kajiura has been observing the person on the opposite side. The other person is wearing a crumpled suit, his hairstyle is messy, his face and lips are morbidly pale, his body is running under a heavy load, the blood supply to the brain and vital organs is limited, and the gunshot wound in the body is caused Severe cavity effects put a burden on the already difficult maintenance, and the overwhelmed signal is transmitted through the pores.

But the young man's will seemed to be separated from his body. His eyes were as calm as an ancient ice field, and his posture was leisurely and relaxed. When he looked over, it was like looking at some kind of dead object.

The name of the police officer Qiuzawa that he deliberately said also failed to stir up even the slightest disturbance.

Qiu Zeyao is a bit more difficult than he expected, but this is more interesting.

Kajiura Hayabusa smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of wine. Of course, the most delicious thing is to be tasted last. Until then, the process of cracking the clam shells a little bit is also agreed to be enjoyable.

"I have to admire your tenacious willpower." Kajiura Hayabusa really felt that way, "Did you see, the Japanese media people's national language skills are still very good, the previous stories were very exciting, and the current truth is also very exciting. people's hearts."

Did you see, he smiled and stared at the pale young man in front of him, the one you swore allegiance to doubt you, the one you protect scolds you, falls from the cloud into the mud, what is left of your life?

The ice layer in Qiu Zeyao's eyes finally cracked, and then he laughed, "Indeed, the story is very interesting, and writing original novels must have great potential."

He said to Hayabusa Kajiura, whose smile was frozen, "As the owner of this place, won't you show me the house?"