Kitagawa Murakami really didn’t know the meaning of Bourbon’s words.
But he can detect the information he wants from the other party's words.
For example, Shuji Tsushima did not have confidence in Laphroaig and him, but in himself.
What does this mean? Representative Tsushima Shuji had other preparations besides them.
Because Nagano is the cemetery prepared for Rum, so no matter what, Rum must die there and will definitely die there.
But then...
Kitagawamura combed his hair.
Is it still necessary for him and Laphroaig to go? Anyway, the outcome is doomed. Even if they don't go, Rum will die under the hand of this young master, right?
"I'm starting to hesitate whether to continue this deal." Kitagawa Murakami murmured in a low voice.
Although he didn't pay anything, Laphroaig didn't say what he wanted.
"Hey? Don't you want to go to Nagano?" Shuji Tsushima's tone sounded a little confused.
"That's not possible." He sighed quietly.
"Rum must die in your hands." He looked at Kitagawa Murakami and said.
The kite-colored left eye was emotionless, as if the Kitagawa Murakami being watched was not a human being, but air.
"Why? Because of the rules of your organization? Killing each other is not allowed? And I'm not considered a member of the organization?" The blond man with gray eyes asked a series of questions.
"Look, you know this very well," Tsushima Shuji clapped his hands and said happily.
"So...am I the knife you chose?" Kitagawa Murasuu asked after a moment of silence.
A... knife used to kill Rum.
But when did it start?
Starting with him trying to get Rum's code name? Or earlier? Ever since you learned about the existence of Cage?
So I contacted him, gave him the opportunity to learn about the organization, let him know about the organization, and...
It aroused his desire to join the organization and obtain the Rum code name.
Could it be that these choices he made on his own were all caused by the other party's suggestion, guidance, or even control?
This is undoubtedly unacceptable to Kitagawa Murakami.
He hated the feeling of being unable to control himself, and naturally he could not accept that everything he had done, and the things he thought were his own choices, were all part of other people's plans.
"There's nothing I can do about it. The organization doesn't allow killing each other. I'm very disciplined." Shuji Tsushima didn't directly answer the other party's question, but just pretended to be helpless.
"And if you kill a Jijiu, someone will naturally be responsible for his work."
"They are all in the intelligence field, you should be able to do it, I believe in you." He said with a smile as if he had full trust in Kitagawa Murakami.
There is no need for the other party to say anything more.
Kitagawa Murakami knew the answer.
Everything he did was indeed within the other party's plan.
Already in a cage from the start.
What came before the anger was a sense of powerlessness that made people unable to lift their heads.
We didn't know the truth until the ending. We couldn't change it, and we didn't even want to change it.
"When did it start?" Kitagawa Murakami put away the scalpel and asked as if he was breaking a jar.
….
"Huh?" The young man with black hair and wild eyes looked at him innocently as if he didn't understand.
"When did the plan for me to make a sword start? From the first time we met? Or did it start from the time you knew the identity of Gome?" Kitagawa Murasu asked seriously.
"There is no plan." Tsushima Shuji shook his head.
"I never had a complete plan from beginning to end~" He snorted childishly.
"I just... gave it a little push." He held his cheek with one hand and made a flicking gesture with his index finger in the air with the other hand.
The more specific a plan is, the more likely it is that unexpected changes will occur.
So he only needs to push at the right time to get the results he wants.
It doesn't matter what the process is.
Just timing the push at the right time is enough.
"It gave me a little push..." Kitagawa Murakami's tone was a little complicated.
It sounds really powerless.
Perhaps their sense of despair and powerlessness at being controlled is nothing at all to the other party.
After all, the other party thought it was just a push.
It sounds so trivial.
"What pushed?" Chablis led Laphroaig back and asked in confusion after hearing Kitagawa Murakami's words.
"It's nothing, he's just talking to himself." Shuji Tsushima said perfunctorily to Chablis.
"Okay, look at this." Chablis responded nonchalantly. It could be heard that the other party didn't really want to know the answer, it was just a casual question.
He handed the report in his hand to Tsushima Shuji, sat aside, and slowly poured himself a cup of tea from a thermos cup.
"The data looks pretty good," he said while drinking tea.
"Compared to before, it has indeed improved a lot." Tsushima Shuji flipped through the report casually, glanced at the data, and then put down the report.
Bourbon and Scotch picked it up again.
"These data..." Bourbon raised his eyebrows, looked at the data and then at Laphroaig.
"Want to give it a try?" Laphroaig asked impatiently.
"Just looking at the data...you should go practice with Gin." Bourbon mocked.
In fact, bourbon does not consider itself inferior to rum, nor does it consider itself inferior to gin.
Even for a guy like Laphroaig, who relies on technology to boost his own success and only has data but no actual combat, he has a contemptuous attitude.
Time-honored combat skills are not something that a guy like this who relies on tissue medicine can possess.
as well as……
A guy who is doomed to die early after taking the drug.
Bourbon has no interest in wasting time with short-lived guys.
"Can we go to Nagano now?" Seeing this, Laphroaig just looked at Shuji Tsushima indifferently.
"Of course, have a nice trip~" Tsushima Shuji had already taken out a handkerchief and started the farewell process by waving it skillfully.
When Kitagawa Murakami left with Laphroague, his mood was no longer as good as before, and he was no longer impatient.
There is even a sense of exhaustion and inability to cope with the boss.
He glanced at Laphroaig beside him, whose expression didn't look so gloomy and unprovoked because of his expectations, and he wanted to sigh.
Shuji Tsushima...did you give Laphroaig a chance to practice?
Can Laphroaig really get what he wants?
What if he couldn't and Laphroaig attacked him in anger?
He can't beat Rum, and I'm afraid he can't beat Laphroaig either.
You have to be prepared to escape in advance.
"What are you thinking about?" The red-haired young man stared at Kitagawa Murakami coldly.
I just feel that the other person doesn’t look like a good person no matter how you look at it.
"I'm thinking...how to deal with Rum." Kitagawa Murakami thought about the language and said.
At least we can trick people into going to Nagano first.
Then he said that everything was arranged by the young master.
It has nothing to do with him.
If Laphroaig wanted to be angry, he could only be angry with the other party.
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