It was difficult for Yujie to explain clearly what he was feeling at the moment. He tried his best to avoid looking at Akai Shuichi, but the other person's trembling hand holding the paper always broke into his field of vision inadvertently.
Akai Shuichi is scared.
He realized this very clearly.
Should he be grateful? Fortunately, at least there are people who remember his past name. Fortunately, there are at least people who feel sad for what happened to him in the past.
But what's the use?
Akai Hideyoshi is dead. He died on that rainy night seventeen years ago. He was killed by his beloved family. He will never come back. The only one who climbed out of hell was Karasuma Ikue, who was destined to be at odds with the Akai family.
Karasuma Ikue.
"Feel sorry."
After a long time, about half a century, Akai Shuichi suddenly squeezed out such a word.
When Yujie turned back to look at Akai Shuichi, this excellent FBI agent had restrained all expressions that should not appear on his face. He acted extremely calm, which made him seem a bit inhumane.
"I think you should know about our relationship." Akai Shuichi did not try to hide anything. He unfolded the document that had been wrinkled and damaged by himself, and generously displayed the photo of the boy on it and the name marked under the photo, "Akai Hideyoshi
, as long as they see this name, anyone can guess our relationship."
At this point, Akai Shuichi chuckled to himself: "Maybe you don't need to see the name at all, after all, we look a lot alike, don't we?"
Yu Jiang was silent.
It's best for him not to talk at this time. Akai Shuichi just needs someone to talk to, it can be him, it can be a grass, a flower or even a corpse.
Akai Hideyoshi is dead.
Yu Jiang kept repeating this sentence in his heart.
"When I left home, he was just that old." Shuichi Akai tried to use his hands to indicate his brother's height, and then said incoherently, "If I were here, if I was by his side... I shouldn't have left."
A young man's unrestrained rebellion and a dream-seeking trip eventually turned into a lifetime of regrets and self-blame.
"Really?" Yu Jiang's originally calm face turned cold, "You weren't with your brother when he died?"
Perhaps the word "death" stimulated Akai Shuichi. Akai Shuichi suddenly looked at Yu Jiang: "Hideyoshi is not dead, and our choice back then was not to give up on him."
"That's just your wishful thinking." Yu Jiang closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "You've seen it, haven't you? There's an experimental record with his photo on it, and it's right here, the FBI's territory, huh?
"
He didn't know what his words of guidance were for. He had clearly warned himself to always draw a clear line with the Akai family. Whether they blamed themselves or it didn't matter, it had nothing to do with him, but when he said these words, he felt deep in his heart.
Is there still vague hope?
What does he want to hear?
Yu Jiang suddenly felt very tired, as if he had just swam several kilometers in a sea with surging undercurrents.
At this moment, the gas detection alarm carried by Akai Shuichi sounded a "didi, beep, beep, beep" alarm sound, which meant that the oxygen in the basement was on the verge of danger. If they did not leave, the police should come to rescue them.
The body has been collected.
Akai Shuichi quickly packed up a few documents that were relatively close together, without having time to examine the contents carefully - he was always so calm, seventeen years ago, and seventeen years later.
When he breathed in the fresh air from the outside again, Yu Jiang discovered that the sky outside the window had turned white.
He yawned and said nonchalantly: "The FBI should take over here. You can handle the rest by yourself. I'm going to prepare for the game."
"Aren't you interested in the experiments that were carried out here?" Akai Shuichi asked.
Yu Jiang looked at him and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
It's amazing, Shuichi Akai. Just now in the basement, he looked like he was fighting for his brother's life. In just a few minutes, he returned to his calm detective appearance. Are you Akai family good at acting?
But he is not going to break up with Shuichi Akai over this matter: "Lyme, since she is the person in charge of the experiment, wouldn't it be faster for me to go to her directly? Mr. Akai, please don't forget that I am still a member of the organization."
After saying this, Yu Jiang left the banquet hall without looking back, as if he was as relieved and indifferent as he said.
However, Akai Shuichi did not immediately join in the work, but stayed where he was, staring solemnly in the direction of Yu Jiang, and did not look back until Yu Jiang's figure completely disappeared outside the door.
In the document in his hand, Akai Hideyoshi smiled lightly while facing away from the paper.
The photo has been frozen at a certain moment seventeen years ago. The boy frozen in time will never feel the pain and will never give up hope.
And the boy outside time...
Yu Jiang rubbed the teardrop-shaped scar under his eyes irritably, feeling the bulge between his fingertips. Even though he had been numbing himself, it was difficult to convince himself that he really didn't care.
The clear sound of rain hit Yu Jiang's heart, making him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.
"Don't leave me—"
"Please! Don't leave me!"
I shouted over and over again in the dream but couldn't make that person look back, not even once!
He watched the two figures, one tall and one small, disappear over and over again, but he couldn't even see their faces clearly.
Aren’t those Akai Marie and Akai Shuichi?
Although his memory has been blurred, the pain of being abandoned by his family will always be engraved on his soul, and he will never let it go.
But what did Shuichi Akai say? He said that he was not around when Akai Hideyoshi disappeared, that he was not at home?
Are you kidding me?
Then who was the person who abandoned him mercilessly on a rainy night?
Ghost?
"You Xianxian! It's raining!"
Before Yu Jiang could think clearly, weight suddenly pressed on his shoulders, causing him to almost fall. Yu Jiang finally managed to steady his body, and then he saw clearly who was rushing towards him.
"Yumi." Yujiang's tense emotions suddenly relaxed. He rubbed his painful shoulder and said helplessly, "Do you want to murder your husband?"
Miyamoto Yumi smiled mischievously: "I was so excited because of the rainy day, but Yu Xianxian, you are also very strange. Just now you seemed to have been taken away from your soul. I called you several times and you didn't respond. You look like this
Is it really okay?”
She stretched out her hand to feel the temperature of Yu Jiang's forehead: "We are engaged in a dangerous industry after all. It is really worrying that our vigilance is so low."
Yu Jiang patted his girlfriend's hand away and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I asked you to have breakfast." Miyamoto Yumi said confidently, "You guys have forgotten that there is a game today, right? How can you not have breakfast?"
She pushed Yu Jiang towards the cafeteria without any explanation.
Yu Jiang finally looked back out the window.
I don't know when the rain started, but it has already cast a hazy white veil over the outside world, covering all the greed, calculation, killing and sin last night.