"I'll contact the people at the police station." Bourbon turned his cell phone and said.
The first person he wanted to contact was of course his contact person at the police, Yuya Fengmi.
[Inform the director that the organization is about to launch an assassination operation against the president of the Tsushima Association. Does it require rescue? ——zero (zero)]
"I said it would be okay to organize an assassination operation against you, right?" Bourbon thought for a while and asked.
"Assassination? In this case... I need to find someone to assassinate me again, preferably in broad daylight..." Tsushima Shuji touched his chin and thought for a moment.
"How about letting Gin snipe me once?" he suggested enthusiastically.
Anyway, if he insists on doing this, Gin will not be able to refuse him.
Even if I tell that person, that person will only ask Gin to cooperate with him.
"Then you died on the spot?" Bourbon twitched his lips.
Shuji Tsushima has a body like this. If he is hit once, it would be unreasonable for him not to die.
Maybe he really has to fake his death for once.
"So you need to appear at a critical moment. You clearly knew that the organization would assassinate me, but you stood aside with uneasy conscience. Finally, after the time for the sniper came, you still couldn't hold it back. Before the bullet hit me, You rushed out to save me, and then because you saved me, your identity was questioned by the organization, and because of your disobedience to orders, you were abandoned by the police..." Shuji Tsushima waved his hand and spoke quite naturally. He had already thought of the plot.
"Well, it's very logical." He even nodded with self-affirmation.
"It does sound well thought out." Scotland gave high praise.
"Saved you from the bullets of the sniper rifle..." Bourbon's face was a little stiff.
Then it won't be Kaa who gets hurt, but him.
After all, if you want to save the other party just right, it can't be too early or too late.
It would be too fake if it didn't hurt a little.
"You can do it, right? Bourbon." Tsushima Shuji looked at him with trust.
"You can do it, you will always be number one." Scotland also trusted his friend 100%.
Bourbon, who was trusted by two people at the same time, was not happy because...
Both Kaa and Scotland wanted to see him suffer.
Bourbon sat opposite Shuji Tsushima, holding a white chess piece in his hand and started playing chess with his opponent.
Midway through, Toru Amuro's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller and answered the call without hesitation in front of Shuji Tsushima and Scotland.
"Feng Jian." He continued to talk while talking, but his voice was very soft.
Tsushima Shuji and Scotland laughed silently, and no one spoke.
"Mr. Furutani!! Is the Tsushima Club you are talking about the Tsushima Club I think of? Has that organization already wanted to assassinate Tsushima Shuji-kun?" Kazami Yuya's voice came from the phone, full of emotion. Unbelievable.
"I'm also surprised, but that's what the organization's mission says. The specific assassination time is not known yet, but if we want to save Tsushima Shuji, we need to prepare in advance..." The blond man had a playful and indifferent expression on his face. The smile was so calm.
"But...but if Mr. Furitani does this, will your identity be exposed?" Kazami Yuya asked worriedly.
"Maybe? But... Do I have to watch Tsushima Shuji get killed in front of me again? I have witnessed the death of many people and killed many people with my own hands. I had a chance to save them. ..." Toru Amuro's voice sounded filled with condemnation of himself and guilt for those who had not been saved.
But Shuji Tsushima and Scotland, who were in the same room with each other, could see that the blond man had a malicious smile on his face, and his purple-gray eyes seemed to be brewing with thick darkness, and he did not hide his dissatisfaction. Have good intentions.
"But... I'm sorry, Mr. Furutani, I need to ask my superiors for instructions before I can give you an answer." Kazami Yuya's voice became hesitant.
"Please give me an answer as soon as possible." Toru Amuro said.
Then hung up the phone.
"Look, even your contact person Kazami Yu also understands that choosing to save me is an inappropriate thing, so there is no need to say more about the so-called high-level answer." Tsushima Shuji lightly used the hand in his hand. The black one knocks down the bourbon's white one.
"Checkmate." He retracted his hand, held his chin and said with a crooked eyebrow.
Bourbon looked at his defeated chess game with a gloomy expression.
Tsushima Shuji's identity is indeed somewhat different, but... the temptation of immortality is too great.
So big that they were willing to give up the extraordinary Tsushima Shuji.
No one or anything can stop their desire for immortality.
So Kazami Yuya quickly got a reply from his superiors.
[Give up Shuji Tsushima, let Zero continue to hide his identity, and don’t act rashly. 】
Kazami Yuya looked at his superior's order and thought about Mr. Fukiya's tone in the previous phone call, with a complicated expression on his face.
How should he tell Mr. Furitani about this?
Will Mr. Furutani obey orders?
Feng Jian Yu also sent a message to the other party anxiously.
[I'm sorry, Mr. Furutani, but the order from above is... please don't act without authorization. 】
"Just as you thought, you were really given up." Bourbon looked down at his phone and said to someone who was addicted to doing aerobics on the TV.
"It's just a part of the plan. If I don't want to... there are many ways to change the other party's decision." Tsushima Shuji said with an expressionless face while doing childish gymnastics.
What he wants is the situation of being given up.
Only in this way can we have a better follow-up development.
It would be real trouble if those higher-ups tried desperately to save him.
"Ah, we have to inform Gin to do the mission. The assassination time has not been decided yet." Shuji Tsushima stopped moving, threw himself on the sofa, and took out his mobile phone.
Most of the time, Gin answered the phone in seconds.
This time too.
"Moses, Moses, gin? You're on a mission." Shuji Tsushima said in a long voice.
"What mission? Target name, time and place." Gin asked with a particularly skillful attitude.
"Assassination mission, the target's name is—Tsujima Shuji." Tsushima Shuji said his name indifferently.
"The time is at 1 o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, outside the Tsushima Club building." The gesture of giving the task was also very skillful.
One glance made it clear that this was not the first time he had given Gin a mission like this.
"Assassination of Tsushima Shuji?" Gin's voice lingered with a cold smile.
"Yes, please use a sniper rifle on that day to take away his life." Tsushima Shuji said in a sweet voice.
"There are many ways to die. I am not responsible for helping you die." Gin said coldly.
"It's just a game. Please cooperate." Shuji Tsushima looked at his palm.
"This is an order, Gin." His voice dropped quietly.
