Conan, the little tail, followed him to the car. After being turned away by Kuroki Jin, he held up the car window to prevent him from leaving.
"You'd better let go." Kuroki Jin said coldly: "If you have any objection to the result, you should go to the police."
"Why?" Conan had calmed down and asked with a cold expression, "Why are the people from the Ministry of Public Security on your side?"
Last time and this time as well, Kazami Yu was covering up Kuroki Jin's crimes.
Conan didn't understand it, and this fact hit him hard.
"Because they want to win over me." Seeing that Kuroki couldn't get rid of him, he simply explained to him, "The neighbor told you about this place, right?"
When Conan shut up and didn't answer, Kuroki Ren knew that he had guessed correctly.
As he expected, Akai Shuichi was a person who could reach the sky even without his connections with the FBI.
"Why do you think he told you?"
"Of course let me stop-"
"Can you stop me?" Kuroki Ren snorted, "Who can stop me?"
Conan was silent.
"After seeing me in the black zone, will you still have the idea of saving me?"
Conan's expression changed slightly. Indeed, the Kuroki Jin he had always wanted to save was like this, but this time the facts were spread out in front of him bloody.
"He will." Kuroki Ren calmly faced Conan's suddenly widened eyes, and he was full of energy: "What he wants to save is me now."
"Whether it's the FBI or the Ministry of Public Security, they will also kill people." Kuroki Ren started the vehicle, and as the vehicle's ground shook, his voice was a little blurry: "If one day they kill me, you will be like today
Are you blaming them as much as you are blaming me?”
"The only difference between me and them is that I am not the so-called righteous side. It's time for me to go, little detective."
"Bring me something for Xiao Ai." Heimuren took off the amulet from his chest, "It is very important to me, don't lose it."
After passing the things along the crack of the window, he gently closed the window, and his last undetectable words reached Conan's ears:
"Hope we can meet again."
…
"You are arrogant." On the other side of the phone, Toru Amuro rolled his eyes almost to the sky.
"How could he let me go if he didn't say that." Kuroki Ren said calmly, "Besides, I don't think I said anything wrong."
"Do you dare to say that you have never killed innocent people in order to be an undercover agent?"
Toru Amuro was silent in a rare moment. Jin Kuroki knew that his stab was a bit harsh, so he immediately changed the subject: "Has everything been cleaned up in the organization?"
"Tsk." Toru Amuro said in disgust, "You can just order me around." Why didn't Kuroki Jin ask Gin to be the nanny?
"I am Yanji's younger brother, and so is Aluo." Kuroki Ren smiled slyly, "Please, of course you are the best."
"That's different." Toru Amuro said angrily: "Stop talking, are you almost there?"
"Um."
"..." Amuro Toru paused, "You have to live."
"I will."
Kuroki passed through the gate and walked into the inspection department. Before he could adapt to the darkness inside, he was captured from all directions.
"It hurts a lot." He bared his teeth, the wound on his shoulder collapsed, and the smell of blood instantly filled the room.
"How dare you come back, Potter." An arrogant voice sounded from above Kuroki's head, and then he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He lost strength and was pressed to the ground.
"This is an organization, and I didn't commit any crime, so why don't I dare to come back?" Kuroki Ren barely suppressed his cry of pain, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips: "Pisk, have you thought about the consequences of attacking me?"
"Rum ordered not to pursue the Seven Deadly Sins without authorization. Your repeated disobedience of the order can be regarded as betrayal." Pisk said the words he had thought of for a long time.
"Did I betray the organization?" Kuroki Jin seemed to have heard a joke, "If Gin knew that I betrayed the organization and what happened to you, he would have executed me the moment I stepped into the organization."
"Like a raccoon dog..."
"Piske, I advise you to be careful what you say." Kuromuren's voice suddenly turned cold, "You have to know that even Rum can't save you if you slander a cadre."
The anger on Pisk's face was about to overflow. He stepped hard on Kuroki Jin's injured shoulder and crushed it hard. Hearing the pained cry that the other party suppressed, he felt relieved.
His voice was beguiling: "Gin has already regarded you as an abandoned son, and you are still talking to him like this. You are indeed a good dog."
Kuroki Ren is not annoyed: "The same goes for you."
"Take him away!" Piske was so angry that he was almost dead after the conversation. "I want to see if you can still speak quickly on the interrogation table."
Kuroki Jin didn't resist. He was currently in the Supervision Department, within Gin's sphere of influence, and Gin didn't even come forward to make such a big incident, so his attitude, or that gentleman's attitude, was very clear.
Pisk, this mad dog, is finally starting to go crazy.
At the moment when he was tied to the torture table, Kuroki seemed a little relieved. He looked at the torture chair that tied him very tightly with nostalgia, struggled slightly, and did not move at all.
A basin of cold water fell on his head, and the pain in his shoulder made him take a breath of cold air. He shook his head and reluctantly opened his eyes to look at Pisk.
In addition to Pisk, there were also young men wearing organization-standard black clothes who walked in with some equipment.
Pisk grabbed Kuromuren's hair and pulled it up, forcing him to look up at him: "You'd better be stricter with your mouth." He smiled evilly, showing malice on his face.
"Don't worry." Heimuren said calmly, without any fear of being inferior to others: "I hope you can show some skills."
Soon, with the sound of cracking in the air, a whip struck Kuroki Ren.
…
"24 hours, no disability."
"No...why!" Pisk jumped on the spot, "He is a traitor! Every piece of flesh on his body should be cut off severely, and he should be tortured to death in hell-like pain!"
"He has not been labeled a traitor yet." Rum's voice contained no sadness or joy, "Pisk, this is what BOSS means."
Pisk was gasping for air on the spot. He tried to calm down, but it was useless. His eyes were so red that they looked like a beast that chooses people to devour, and his madness was clearly on display.
"Ask him why he was involved with the police, why he had to take his life in anger, and whether there was any personal grudge in the attack on the Seven Deadly Sins." Rum's voice came through the computer in front of him. Seeing that Pisk had no voice, he couldn't help raising his voice.
Turned up the volume: "Did you hear that?"
"Bang!" Pisk slapped the computer and threw it to the ground. Rum struggled twice, and the sound turned into electricity.
"Damn it!" From somewhere, a man's angry rebuke came, followed by an unnoticeable murmur: "He can't stay."