The corners of Akutagawa's eyes kept twitching, and he controlled the power to attack the blue light shield again and again.
But something unexpected happened. Under such violent conditions inside, these two layers of protection actually merged into one!
Now, I can't guarantee that I can let him out casually after the competition is over.
But even though things started to get out of control, I still had to maintain my aloof persona.
My face was numb, and I watched Akutagawa's useless struggle indifferently.
Pretending to be compared, who can't do that?
"It's okay, Akutagawa," Chuuya strode closer to us, which indicated that the competition was over, "you have lost."
Akutagawa collapsed in the sphere suspended in the air, breathing heavily. This was not a life and death duel, and there was no need for him to continue.
But the way he looked at me had changed, from disdain to confusion at the beginning, but it was obvious that he no longer doubted my strength.
As for my identity issue, this will take time to resolve.
"Kirihara," Chuuya looked at me, "let him out."
I looked back at him, and the corners of my mouth twitched without any trace: "I understand."
I first tried to remove the time station.
Failed.
Then I can only use the simplest and crudest method. I feel inexplicably nervous.
despair--
I put my hand on the outer layer of the "fortress", and ripples immediately appeared on it centered on my hand. I used my supernatural power to make all the ripples gather around Akutagawa.
And then......
With a crisp sound, Akutagawa was free.
I stepped forward and he looked at me nervously.
I smiled secretly in my heart, patted the latter's shoulder expressionlessly, quietly took the pocket watch away, and wrapped it around my forearm in front of Akutagawa.
"Keep up the good work," I said after turning around.
In fact, this is a competition, and neither side has shown absolute strength. Otherwise, even if Akutagawa tries his best, I really can't beat him.
This is probably a kind of luck.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Chuuya," I said softly as we walked away, "will Akutagawa hate me for this?"
"No," Chuuya shook his head, "I also competed with him when he first came here."
"What was the result?" I was a little curious.
He chuckled and replied disdainfully: "I must have won. He was still a little immature at that time."
"Then that means you may not be able to beat him now." I joked.
"Hey! Don't be too proud, you are not my opponent yet!" Chuuya said angrily.
I raised my eyebrows and turned my head, trying to suppress a smile.
"Mr. Kirihara, cadre Chuuya, summoned by the leader." At this time, a strange face appeared in front of me and Chuuya and whispered.
"I understand." Chuuya nodded, and it could be seen that he was a little surprised.
"Let's go." He turned to me and said.
I nodded in agreement with a sullen face.
The competition has just ended, is Mori Ogai already losing his temper?
"Azawa, Chuuya."
In the office, Mori Ogai stood against the light and spoke cheerfully.
"Mr. Mori."
"leader."
Chuuya and I took off our hats and nodded to show respect.
"I just heard that you performed well." Mori Ogai turned around with a devilish smile on his face.
I smiled and lowered my head, pretending to be sorry.
Mori Ogai rubbed his fingertips.
"I have a mission," he said, "and Chuuya will be the insider."
Insider?
Chuuya and I exchanged glances.
Could it be an undercover mission and need an insider?
"Azawa, I need you to use the name Watanabe Tsubasa to assemble an undercover agent for the detective agency. I will put all your identity information in this bag."
As he spoke, Mori Ogai patted the portfolio on the table.
My heart sank, could Mafia find my details?
"In addition," he said, taking out a ring from his pocket, "it serves as a gift for your promotion to a cadre."
"Officer?" I was confused by Mori Ogai's series of operations. I froze on the spot and did not move forward.
"Um?"
"I...I know Mr. Sen, I will complete the task perfectly and live up to your love." I stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and took the ring with both hands.
The main body of this ring is silver-white, dotted with a blood-colored gemstone, which shines with a dim and rich color under the light.
"Hmph." Mori Ogai chuckled and nodded.
I took off the file bag and stood up. After getting his permission, Chuuya and I left the office.
We walked side by side in the corridor, and no one broke the silence for a while.
"From now on, you will call me Cadre Kirihara~" I said after thinking about it and feeling embarrassed.
"You obviously just came back a few days ago," Chuuya sighed, "It seems that from now on we can only meet each other when exchanging information."
I shrugged.
To be honest, I felt melancholy and a little happy at the same time. Because I finally don’t have to worry about how to meet Fuze, and this way I can get information from both organizations at the same time.
What worries me is that when I report information to Mafia, I will definitely reveal some real information, otherwise it will definitely attract attention.
And this ring.
"Chuuya."
"how?"
"When you were promoted to cadre, did Mr. Sen give you anything?"
"no."
"Oh, that's right." I frowned.
I raised my hand and observed it carefully. It was definitely not because Mori Ogai valued me and gave it to me on a whim.
There must be something here that I haven't discovered.
"Chuuya, I'll leave tomorrow."
After entering the room, I sat on the tatami with him.
"To be honest, I really don't want you to go," he said with a wry smile, "It was you who went to carrier pigeons last time..."
"Don't worry," I patted his shoulder, "It's different now than it used to be."
He was slightly startled and turned his head.
Snapped--
He hit me hard on the back of my head. My vision went black and I burst into tears from the pain.
"What are you doing!" I roared,
"I get angry when I think about you disappearing," he pondered for a while, "so if you go missing again this time, once I find you, I will beat you half to death, do you understand?"
I laughed and cursed the quintessence of Chinese culture.
I was glad to see that Chuuya didn't understand, he even thought I was talking softly.
"Okay," he turned his head and stood up, "I won't disturb your rest. I'll take you there tomorrow."
"oh?"
"You have to perform a complete performance." Zhongya smiled very mysteriously, and I felt a chill down my back for no reason.
This person is not going to...
I simply turned on my phone.
Me: Mr. Dazai, Mr. Tomomori sent me to the detective agency to work as an undercover agent.
Dazai:?
Dazai: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ... (The news is too long)
Dazai: God helps you.
Me: But Zhongya is my insider. He said he wants to act in a full-length drama. I'm afraid of him...
Dazai: It's okay, he can't kill you. [Laugh.jpg]
I:……
Me: Also, I am a cadre.
Dazai:?
Dazai: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ... (The news is too long)
Dazai: I'm looking forward to having you here as an undercover agent, Mr. Kirihara.
