The task of robbing the bank was successfully completed. Miyano Akemi felt very good when she thought that she would be able to take her sister away soon.
But when she thought about the dead bodies in the hotel, her heart became heavy again.
Miyano Akemi went back and forth between these two extreme emotions. She was so distracted that she didn't notice the following behind her at all.
Soon, she drove under a dimly lit overpass, caught in the chaotic traffic, and waited for the red light ahead.
The waiting time was very boring. Miyano Akemi sighed and leaned back in her chair.
The moment her vision changed, through the rearview mirror, she was horrified to notice that there was an extra person in the back seat.
The man was wearing a rose-red suit and skirt, a beret of the same color on his head, his face was obscured by sunglasses, and the rubies on his earlobes were bright and vivid... This look was exactly the same as hers!
…When did this person come up?
Before, she was the only one in the car!
Miyano Akemi cautiously reached into her bag, ready to take out the weapon, but at this moment, she felt a sudden chill on her shoulder.
She was startled and looked at her right arm. She saw that the woman's hand in the back seat had passed through the gap between the car wall and the seat back at some point, and inserted a needle made of strange material into her arm.
Miyano Akemi's consciousness quickly blurred.
She closed her eyes during the struggle and slid down the seat.
…
Soon, the red light ended, and Miyano Akemi's car merged with the traffic and drove out of the tunnel and continued to the scheduled port.
The vehicle gradually stopped when it reached the vast and sparsely populated seaside.
The moment it stopped, there was a sudden violent explosion inside the car. A moment later, there was another explosion - this time the remaining gasoline was detonated by the fire.
A ball with some smoke ejected from the car. It was mixed with countless burning debris and fell into the grass in the distance.
A minute or two later, a white fox passed by, rubbed the ashes off it, picked it up and slipped away quietly.
Gin parked the car on a nearby viaduct and stared at the burning car below.
On the way here, he listened to Shiraishi's plan.
Shiraishi planned to blame Miyano Akemi's death on the other two robbers.
——Kenzo Hirota was strangled to death by Kitano Satoshi, Kitano Satoshi was poisoned by Miyano Akemi, and Miyano Akemi died because of the time bomb that Hirota Kenzo installed before his death. Although the details need to be verified, this link is linked. At first glance,
It looks quite similar.
Vodka suddenly figured it out: "The day they robbed the bank, you must have planted the bomb blocking the road."
Shiraishi nodded.
Gin looked at him and his eyes suddenly became a little more normal. The new member finally showed some criminal talents, which was barely satisfactory.
Chianti raised his gun and pointed it at the burning car below to prevent Miyano Akemi from escaping. However, anyone with a discerning eye knew that it would be almost impossible for the people in the car to survive such an explosion.
Sure enough, until the police and firefighters arrived, no one was seen abandoning the car and running away.
After putting out the fire, the firefighters pulled out a female body that was burned beyond recognition from the car. When they put the body into a body bag, Shiraishi saw one of the policemen with a passerby's face looking up at the elevated road and making a vague gesture in this direction.
made a gesture.
Chianti saw clearly in the scope and told Gin: "No problem, the man is dead."
Shiraishi is a little surprised. The black organization actually has undercover agents in the police? This is a new knowledge point that needs to be remembered.
After the inspection was correct, the assassination operation came to an end.
Gin made several phone calls and asked someone to write up the matter and submit it to the newspaper as soon as possible, emphasizing how the robbers turned against each other.
After the disbandment, Shiraishi found a corner to release the mask state, sat at home and waited for a while, and the fox took the bus back to the cafe.
Shiraishi took the elf ball, flushed it under the faucet, and took it to the study room.
After opening the ball, Miyano Akemi plopped down to the ground. The anesthesia needle was very effective and her consciousness had not yet recovered.
Shiraishi carried a cushion and circled around the people on the ground twice before finding a suitable place to sit down.
Then he took out a thumb-sized thing that looked like a crystal ball from his backpack.
This is the item Shiraishi drew after completing the task of helping Shinname Kahori find his father.
Its name is very simple, just one word, "hidden".
This thing is a disposable consumable that can materialize the target's interpersonal relationships and related memories into complicated lines.
After cutting the line, the target will forget the relevant people and things. The person connected to the other end of the line will have a very vague memory of the target, and will assume that she is dead.
Although it is an artifact that can get out of trouble, the target itself will also suffer from amnesia as a side effect. After Shiraishi saw the mission description clearly, he immediately gave up the idea of keeping it and using it on himself.
It's okay for Miyano Akemi to use. Although it's uncomfortable to forget things, it's better than death. Only by staying alive can there be hope, and maybe I can get some tools to repair lines in the future.
Since Shiraishi wasn't using it himself, he didn't worry too much. He quickly pressed the button and put "Hidden" between Akira Miyano's eyebrows.
The moment the crystal ball comes into contact with the skin, the space within a radius of two meters with it as the center will instantly darken.
Shiraishi squinted his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he saw countless lines protruding from Miyano Akemi's body, divided into black and red, extending into the distance with no end in sight.
At the same time, a pair of crystal clear scissors appeared in his hand.
Shiraishi was in no hurry to cut it.
He stared at the thread for a while, then tentatively tugged on the black thread closest to him, trying to see who it was connected to.
A picture soon appeared in front of Shiraishi's eyes.
However, before he could see anything clearly, a red cross suddenly appeared on the screen, followed by four big words: [Privacy Protection].
Tried a few others, still the same.
"..." How do I know which strip to cut?
Shiraishi fell into deep thought.
The time for the lines to appear is limited, and he cannot meditate for too long.
Soon, Shiraishi thought of the division of camps in this world - the good guys are considered the red side, and the villains are the black side.
Although I don’t know if it’s right or not, I can only do this for now.
Shiraishi waved the scissors and cut off all the black threads. When he was cutting, he was really curious and didn't know what color threads the undercover traitors would be.
…
In the suburbs, Gin was letting Vodka drive to the city to prepare for his next mission.
Suddenly, as if his memory was disturbed by something, Miyano Akemi's face suddenly flashed in his mind.
...Why do you suddenly think of her?
Are there any details that he missed in the mission to kill her?
Gin frowned.
Although I don’t think highly of Miyano Akemi, this woman is related to Akai Shuichi after all, so she deserves to be wary.
He thought for a while, took out his cell phone, and decided to send someone to find out where the body was and confirm that the person was completely dead.
However, the moment the call was connected, Gin was startled, as if something suddenly disconnected in his mind.
After a second or two, Gin came back to his senses when he heard "Hello?" on the other end of the phone.
He looked down at the notepad open in his hand, with Miyano Akemi's name written on it.
...This person is obviously dead, why did I just want someone to check her out? Isn't this a waste of manpower?
It must be that I have been too tired from work recently. When I finish this month, I will give myself a half-day holiday...
The person on the other end of the phone was still waiting for his order, so Gin casually handed over another task and hung up the phone.
He put down his cell phone and notepad, pressed his forehead, leaned on the back of the passenger seat, and raced for a short nap.