"Tell me, who sent you here?" The blond woman checked the boy's teeth and found no suicide poison hidden in the teeth, so she let go and continued to ask.
"You'd better kill me, Teacher Judy." The blond boy had a gentle smile and a handsome appearance. He looks like a well-behaved and good student.
It was this look that deceived Judy.
"Why? Did you find those people on purpose? To put on a show in front of me?" Judy reacted. She had caught him every time he was beaten. Maybe he had deceived her from the beginning.
"I did lie to you, teacher, but the scars on my body and the past I told you about, teacher, are all true." The blond-haired, green-eyed boy smiled shyly.
"It's just that those things are in the past. It would be better if you showed up earlier, teacher."
"Now...I no longer desire to touch the light." Nikaidou Takuichi said. As early as in the despair and powerlessness, I gave up the idea.
Justice delayed was not justice to him. Justice cannot give those people the punishment he wants to give them.
So... even if Judy appeared earlier, the resentment in his heart would not diminish. Unless you encounter the so-called justice before everything happens, or when you first encounter it.
But people can't go back to the past. It's all nonsense.
"Are you really not going to kill me?" A strange smile appeared on the young man's face. Judy didn't want to kill the other party. Rather than killing the other party directly, it was more advantageous to keep him alive.
It doesn't matter if the other party doesn't speak now, bi will always find a way to make the other party speak. Judy's eyes under her glasses were determined and cold.
She bent down, preparing to knock the person unconscious, when her glasses suddenly reflected a ray of light. She jumped away from the spot without hesitation, and a bullet mark appeared where she originally stood.
"Sniper?" Judy narrowed her eyes with a solemn expression and looked at the location where the bullet came from. It's vague and can't be seen clearly.
Especially the dark night is the best cover. Unknown snipers are scary. But she already knew the direction the bullet was coming from, so...
"Farewell, Teacher Judy." The blond boy was lying on the ground, laughing heartily.
"Bang -" A bullet hit the gun in her hand. Exploded. It even exploded into a lake of flesh and blood that blew up her gun hand.
"Two snipers?!" Judy showed a pained expression with disbelief in her eyes. This bullet was not fired from the same direction as the previous bullet.
That said, maybe there are two snipers on the scene. But...does it take two snipers to deal with her alone?
She was thinking this in her heart, but her body ran towards the abandoned house without hesitation. Find cover.
On the rooftop of an abandoned residential building in the distance, Chianti had a bloodthirsty and nervous smile on his face, and a swallowtail butterfly spread its wings at the end of its eyes.
"Why not just shoot her?" she asked coldly. She has a headset in her ear and is able to communicate with other teammates.
"Because I found that there seem to be very few people related to Akai Shuichi." The red-haired man walked leisurely on the old streets.
Black bats hovered in the air behind him.
"And just killing her doesn't give me any satisfaction." Laforge looked at the bat in his hand and smiled.
He has a pair of glasses on his face. A pair of glasses that can see the images coming from the bat-shaped surveillance camera.
He saw a cautious-looking blonde woman hiding behind an abandoned residential building. We also saw a young man who had been shot several times lying outside an abandoned residential building.
"Although I'm not planning to kill her...but..." He stopped and looked at the houses not far away. Suddenly, the abandoned residential building exploded.
Migru had arranged in advance to bring people here. Bombs had been arranged in the surrounding houses, and explosive black ants were scattered all around.
No matter where this bi is hiding, he can't escape. In fact, it is more convenient to let the explosive black ants crawl onto people and directly explode them into scattered flesh and blood fireworks.
But Laphroaig had no intention of doing that this time. He planned to stay alive.
"The artistic sense of the task is essential." And explosions are art. Even if you don't intend to kill the opponent directly, explosion is still necessary.
It's just that there were no screams or flesh and blood fireworks in this explosion. A little disappointing.
"You should still be alive, right?" Laphroague looked at the pictures coming from his glasses, about the collapsed houses and the figure disappearing into the rubble.
"Men are so boring, I'm going to play with Tiamali and the others." Chianti's voice came from the headset.
There was no killing, and Chianti didn't sound happy. Prepare to change venues and continue killing.
"Cohen, together?" Chianti asked.
"Oh." A muffled voice came from Cohen's side. He is very taciturn and doesn't talk when he can.
"You two took this guy back?" Laphroague didn't care that Chianti said he was bored. He just casually glanced at the figure lying on the street and asked.
"Why take him back? He's not a member of the organization anyway. He can just die outside." Chianti's words were cold-blooded.
Migru was no companion to them.
"He is the khal's dog," said Laphroague. Although Kaa may not care about the other person's life or death at all.
"Does Kaa care about the dog's life or death? Anyway, Cohen and I don't have time to bring a waste that is holding us back. Tiamali is waiting for us. Let's go." Chianti ended the communication unilaterally.
Laphroague looked at the figure lying on the ground, thought for a while, and went to the ruins that were blown into a pile first.
There was no one living around for a long time, and the so-called elderly neighbors and Migru's family were all pretending to be cleaners.
Otherwise, such an explosion would have caused residents to scream.
"Need help? Sir." A figure came out and asked.
"Drag him back for treatment." Laphroague pointed to the figure lying on the street behind him without looking back.
"Dig out the woman below." He pointed to the bottom of a pile of rubble.
"Okay." The cleaner nodded. I don’t know what he did, but four or five white-haired, elderly figures suddenly appeared on the street.
It's just that the movements of dragging Migru away and digging up gravel looked particularly vigorous and neat, and did not match his appearance at all.
"Is she still alive?" The red-haired man stood aside and watched their actions, watching the blond woman being dug out.
His legs had obviously been broken by the gravel, his internal organs might have been damaged, and there was blood around his mouth. The explosion may have also damaged the eardrums, as both ears were bleeding.
It can be said to be bleeding from the seven orifices.
"There is still one breath left." The cleaner replied, touching the other person's breath.
"Bring her back to the organization's experimental base, and I will apply to brainwash her." Laforge ordered. He didn't want to get his car dirty.
"Okay, sir." The cleaners obeyed. The ones they assist are all code members. Of course, there are also code members among the cleaners, but... they are not just that.
Let's just start honestly. Laphroaig left with his bats satisfied. For brainwashing, you have to ask the organization's researcher, but his relationship with the researcher is average and he doesn't have many acquaintances.
Penot's attitude towards him was not very friendly. Chablis's words... the other party was not a researcher who was good at brainwashing.
The person in charge of brainwashing in the organization seems to be... Junerik? Laphroaig thought uncertainly. The other party should be a codename member who is sixteen or seventeen years old. There is not much age difference with Kaa, and maybe they are still friends.
So Kaa had to get involved in brainwashing that bi. 7017k
