The sound of whistling wind and occasional screams of pain came from the dark room, and finally fell into silence.
Ruomu Wenren closed his left eye and tried hard to raise the corners of his mouth. But it was too painful, and he could only move twitchingly, unable to smile.
After going crazy, Kitajima Kohei panted, shook his aching left hand, and leaned back on his chair.
Both of them were sitting, looking very embarrassed, but neither of them particularly cared about the current situation.
Kitajima Kohei reflected on himself. When he woke up from the hospital bed, he recalled what had happened before, and spent some time getting familiar with his current body.
Since it had been a long time since he was in coma, the guard against him was not very strict. At night, he could move around freely in the room by using some means.
First, he allowed his body functions to recover inside the house. Due to his brain damage, it took a lot of effort for him to be able to walk freely, and then he began to plan a way out.
His right hand was crippled by Sato's shot, and he could only perform simple activities with his right hand without any strength. Despite this, he still did not regret the opportunity he got.
Kitajima Kohei wants to live, and this has become his obsession. He wants to live freely, without being restricted by anyone. Therefore, when he had the only option to be arrested and brought to justice, he suddenly
I risked my life and chose another path.
The price is just hands, he can afford it.
However, it is not without gain. When Kitajima Kohei was picked up from the trash can by his grandfather, he had no memory of the past due to head damage. Because of the brain surgery, the congestion was dissolved, and sporadic injuries
The memory came back to him again.
He remembered that he should have had a warm home a long time ago. He remembered that little children ran around in the alley to avoid adults. He remembered that after he parted ways with someone, he was hit on the back of the head with a stick.
Other than that, there is only a melody in my mind.
After that, Kitajima Kohei often hummed the melody and wrote the lyrics for it himself, and his eerie singing voice came out in the long night:
"Walk and walk, shake and shake, there is someone throwing it at the east corner of the city, you don't have to go hungry tonight.
Walking and walking, shaking and shaking, the beggar starved to death and his linen clothes turned into strips.
Walk and walk, shake and shake, the rooster is crowing in the sky, who knows who will be tomorrow..."
"..."
Kitajima Kohei stared gloomily at the half-dead Wakamu Onto. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the latter's mouth, and there were blood stains around the chair, which showed how much effort Kitajima Kohei had used.
"It's coming soon, it's coming soon." He said in a low voice, "When one more person comes, I will take you to the West together."
"Cough... Phew cough cough -" Ruomu Wenren wanted to speak, but was choked by the blood droplets in his mouth. He coughed twice and tried his best to make a sound:
"Did you call Brother Kuromu to come?"
"Brother Kuroki...hehehe." Kitajima Kohei smiled hoarsely, "What a friendly shout. A fool like you, who is being taken advantage of without knowing it, and who still spy... is a child."
This is not how you play every family."
"Being used..." Ruomu Wenren's brain reacted slowly, but he still replied after hearing this: "What are you using me for? Go to the warehouse to expose your whereabouts and attract the police? Or did you deliberately catch him so that he can find you by following the clues?
Here?"
"Brother Kuroki won't secretly take advantage of me. He just orders me to do things openly."
There seemed to be light in Ruomu Wenren's eyes, but unfortunately his face was bruised and bruised, and his original well-behaved and gentle image could not be seen at all.
Kitajima Kohei seemed to be poked at a sore point. He pulled Ruomu Wenren's hair and asked in his ear in a low and gloomy voice:
"In the beginning, it was Kuroki Jin who made me have to run to the school warehouse, right?"
Ruomu smiled softly, as if he had heard something interesting, and said happily just before Bei Daohangping ran out of patience:
"Ah, you finally guessed it."
"Ah——!!"
Ruo Muwen gritted his teeth and swallowed his screams, but his bent left arm always reminded him that this arm was broken.
"You are trying to provoke me." Kitajima Kohei suppressed his smile and released his murderous intent, "It will do you no good to provoke me. I will not kill you now. When Kuroki Jin comes, I will kill you in front of him.
You."
"Oh, by the way, I don't know if he will come. If it were me, I could abandon the chess pieces at any time."
Ruomu Wenren didn't have the strength to fight with him anymore, but he silently replied this sentence in his heart:
He will come. Brother Kuromu will come. People like him will come even if it is to save an ordinary person.
Really, an intelligence agent should be someone who doesn’t recognize his relatives and only cares about profit. What have I learned from being around him?!
Jin Kuroki knew the identity of Kohei Kitajima before the police, but some things delayed his trip.
Kitajima Kohei sent him an email, saying that he should go to the designated place alone. Kuroki Jin wanted to go there immediately, but hesitated when he saw the name of the place.
He seemed to have heard of this place somewhere before.
Ruomu's parents, who learned that their son was missing, were also frantically searching for their only son. Both of them were members of the organization and provided intelligence to the organization. Because of an accident, Ruomu's mother was unable to have children, and soon after that she was in the garbage.
Ruomu Wenren, who was still young at the time, was picked up in the bucket, so he adopted him as his son and kept him by his side.
Real·Children picked up from the trash can.
Over the years, the two of them have always regarded him as their own son. And because of the nature of their work, they often worry about what will happen to their child if the incident happens one day. Sometimes they even wonder if they had not adopted him or given him to an orphan.
Would the hospital be better?
And now the disappearance of Ruomu Onren has completely aroused the two people's concerns in this regard. Ruomu's father even offered a reward for members of the organization to help, but Kuromu Ren stopped him and said that it would not easily disturb too many people.
After all, the organization can help you find people, but there is no guarantee that the people will not be yours in the future.
When cutting leeks, organization is good.
Part of the reason why Wakamu Onto has been so active during this period but has not been officially accepted as a mid-level member of the organization is because the Wakamu couple and Kuroki Hitoshi are working together to suppress his popularity in the organization.
Organization, easy to get in but not easy to get out.
"Do you have any impressions of this place?" When he received the email, Kuromu Ren intercepted the place name and sent it to Ruomu and his wife. Ruomu's mother saw the place name and said without even thinking about it:
"Isn't this the place where we brought Wen Ren back?"
Ruomu's father was more perceptive, and he immediately said: "Is Wen Ren here?"