"What trap?" Ed asked.
"Bombs are just ordinary explosives." Bai Ya took a long, slow, helpless swallow of wine, as if he had swallowed a bunch of iron ingots alive, "A lot of explosives."
"bomb……"
It's crude, crude, and uncreative, but it works. Extraordinaries are far more powerful, agile, and responsive than ordinary people, but as humans, their physical strength is still not bulletproof.
"The girl cried so hard that everyone knew she was hopeless, but the fool still rushed forward regardless of his own safety. Quinn wanted to hold him, and at this moment the bomb exploded——"
Byakuya's Adam's apple twitched a few times as he spoke, and he poured the hot tequila in the cup into his stomach:
"Then he was directly blown to pieces. Almost half of Quinn's body was also blown to pieces. At that time, we almost thought we would lose two teammates at once - it was because of that incident that we discovered Quinn's self-healing ability far exceeds that of other lycanthropy patients."
At this point, he finally couldn't help his suppressed emotions, slapped the cup on the table, and cursed in a low voice:
"…fuck, what a fucking idiot."
"I guess maybe Black Arrow did this because he thought he had a chance to defuse the bomb, but in the end he failed to bet correctly. At least he proved his courage and character." Ed patted Bai Ya on the shoulder and reassured him, " Not everyone can make such a choice in a critical moment.”
"What's the use of asking for more medals for a dead person? I'd rather he be smarter, or I'd rather be the one who dies, so I don't have to fulfill that bullshit agreement now."
Byakuya poured himself a full glass again, but this time he stopped shaking the glass. His back was arched like the white oak bow, and his head was drooping, like the most common depressed person in a bar, trying to drown himself in alcohol.
"Promise?" Ed asked, "What's going on?"
"Because of a stupid joke. It was when we first joined the Bureau, and we got our first salary and bonus, which was a lot of money for us at the time, so we found a restaurant to eat and drink After a meal——"
Having said this, Bai Ya smacked his lips with lingering taste, as if he was still recalling the taste of the food:
“That meal was the most filling I had ever eaten in my life. I almost forgot all the dishes. I only remember that the charcoal-grilled lamb ribs were sprinkled with a lot of spices. It was salty and spicy, but it really went well with wine. We drank bottle after bottle of gin, the cheapest kind, it was easy to get drunk, the bottles were placed from the table to under the table, my God..."
Bai Ya smiled bitterly, "In the end, I can't even remember how we got out of the store. I only remember that we were holding on to the wall and wandering around like headless flies on the street, crawling wherever we could, and finally in The sky was dark with vomiting in a small alley."
"Then we started talking about everything from me planning to buy a bike to why he and his seventh girlfriend broke up, and we ended up talking about who was going to die first."
"...So, we made a stupid bet: if who died first, the surviving one would wear women's clothes for the rest of his life. As a result, I lost the bet."
"I see..." Ed nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder you are dressed like this, I thought you -"
"Is he a pervert?" Bai Ya said bluntly, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, I might use a more neutral word, like gender dysphoric," Ed said.
Bai Ya smiled nonchalantly and continued:
"Originally, none of us took this agreement seriously. I didn't even know if he still remembered the agreement. But it wasn't until he was really gone that I realized it was too late. No one could withdraw the agreement. . I have to fulfill my promise, and that’s all I can do.”
Suddenly, he stretched out two fingers and pointed at Ed's heart, and said solemnly and drunkenly:
"...So, brother Ed, I have to remind you - don't do things that will make you easily. This is the advice of people who have experienced it."
Regret the lifelong commitment...
For some reason, Quinn's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"I will try my best."
Ed picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp, trying his best to get this sudden thought out of his mind, and then said.
Da da da. There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, it was Angelica:
"Mr. Waikolo, I have visited all the agents here. What should I do next?"
"Is that so? The anvil didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Ed asked.
"No, Mr. Anvil is very nice to me. He also said that if I need help with anything, just call him."
Gee, this seems to be different from how this guy treated me at the beginning...
But this is also easy to understand. Anvil and Arthur already have a good relationship, so it is not surprising that he is friendly to Angelica. What's more, no matter how rude he is, he will not speak harshly to a little girl.
"That's good. In this case, practice is always the fastest way to learn. Let's do some actual training as the next step." Ed said, "By the way, Byakuya, are there any easier tasks recently?"
"There are several agency files left in the conference room. You can go and take a look." Bai Ya pointed in the direction of the conference room and said, "There is an interesting case. You might be interested." After saying that, he blinked. Blink.
