As Shuichi Akai carried the unconscious Laphroaig out, Shuji Tsushima and the others could only see their backs going out on the screen, and the door that was finally closed behind their backs.
Only an empty room and a messy ground were left.
"I can't see anything anymore." Tsushima Shuji put down the popcorn and soda, fell to the side in despair, and said weakly.
"What other FBI strongholds are left in Japan?" Scotland naturally took the popcorn bucket Tsushima Shuji put down and asked while eating.
Tsushima Shuji did not answer, and Scotland did not expect the other party to answer.
He asked this question to Bourbon, who was an intelligence expert.
"The strongholds recorded before have been abandoned by them. The current stronghold... they seem to have no fixed stronghold and live in cars." The blond man threw the popcorn at will, raised his head and opened his mouth to catch it, and wrote lightly said.
The FBI still had strongholds before, but later they were destroyed by the organization. After several groups of agents died, the FBI that came to Japan this time did not have a fixed stronghold.
Most of them spread out their operations to prevent being caught in one fell swoop.
"For example, the ones downstairs." Shuji Tsushima walked to the balcony, opened a corner of the curtain, stood behind the curtain and looked down at the apartment downstairs.
Shuichi Akai, or Subaru Oishi, helped Sora Sakai, who was smelling of alcohol and unconscious, get into the black car.
He then greeted the people in the car through the half-lowered window.
He stood there and watched the car leave.
Suddenly he looked up in the direction of the apartment.
Tsushima Shuji put down the curtain in his hand.
"It seems that he is planning to send Laphroaig to the FBI headquarters in the United States. It is true that there are more instruments there. If you want to forcibly restore your memory, it is more suitable there." Scotland took two steps back and sat down again. He said while returning to the sofa.
Bourbon raised his eyebrows, his tone was a bit dissatisfied, and he looked at Tsushima Shuji suggestively: "Don't tell me that you didn't make any other plans, and you just let them take people away so easily?"
Just say "make trouble" directly.
Shuji Tsushima snorted twice and casually kicked the dog that came to the side.
"Of course it's not that easy. A smooth journey is not interesting at all." He sat back heavily on the sofa, folded his arms and spoke.
"I arranged a little, a little difficulty for them." He gestured with his index finger and thumb, meaning just a little bit.
"The same difficulties fall on different people, and the results are also different." Bourbon said with interest.
"For the strong, difficulties are the stairs leading to the palace and the baptismal water given by God..." Shuji Tsushima shook the soda.
"But for the weak...the same predicament is their bottomless abyss." He smiled lightly and unscrewed the bottle cap, letting the bubbling soda gush out and patter to the ground.
It was as if he had seen an interesting scene, with a smile on his lips, but his kite-colored eyes were indifferent and desolate.
"I'm starting to look forward to the follow-up." Bourbon opened a can of beer and symbolically touched Shuji Tsushima's soda bottle.
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"Is there no one?" The pink-haired man stood under the building, raising his head and narrowing his green eyes to stare at a location.
But all he could see were closed windows and heavy curtains, and nothing else.
But he clearly felt uncomfortable being watched.
It was as if there was a line of sight beside him, staring at him all the time.
The same thing happened in Sora Sakai's apartment. His eyes followed him like a shadow, which made people feel numb.
But he really didn't notice any suspicious figures around him.
It was as if he was being stared at by an invisible and intangible ghost.
but……
There are no ghosts in the world, only people who pretend to be gods.
And sooner or later he will catch this guy who is pretending to be a ghost.
He lowered his head, adjusted his glasses, and turned back to the apartment.
He first checked to see if anyone had entered the apartment while he was out, and then checked to see if there were bugs or monitors installed on the side.
After confirming that the environment was safe, he sat on the sofa and dialed James Blake's exclusive contact channel.
"James, how are the arrangements at the headquarters?" he asked in a low voice.
"Professionals have been arranged to wait there. Recovery treatment will begin as soon as the person is delivered. Professional hypnotists are also in place..."
"But if the degree of brainwashing is too deep, it will be difficult to recover." James Blake's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very consistent with the identity of a calm older man.
"It can be recovered. The time Xiu Guitar underwent brainwashing or hypnosis was not long. It didn't take long from the time he disappeared to reappearing." Shuichi Akai analyzed calmly.
Generally, the process of brainwashing or hypnosis will be very long because it is a form of deep control.
It's not the kind of hypnosis that will wake you up on its own in a short time.
That kind of hypnosis only requires the mastery of techniques, and sometimes it only takes a short moment to hypnotize a person. Of course, the hypnotized state of the other person can only last for a short period of time.
Depth control usually requires long-term, uninterrupted stimulation and hypnosis, causing the other party's subconscious conditioned reflexes.
Twist the false into the real, and turn the real into the broken bubble of the past.
Judging from the time when Hideyoshi disappeared to the time when Sora Sakai appeared, the degree of brainwashing has not reached that level.
"If he regains consciousness, he will definitely resist..." James Blake continued.
"I asked them to inject him with a sedative to ensure that he would not regain mobility on the road." Akai Shuichi's tone was full of extreme calmness and rationality.
"This journey will not be peaceful." James Blake did not comment on this, but just reminded him.
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"So I need you to take more care of me. We can't go back together for the time being. Please keep an eye on the situation there and keep in touch at all times." Akai Shuichi was not surprised or worried, but responded deeply.
There is no use in being surprised, and there is no use in worrying.
All they can do is prepare for everything in advance.
"Guess, did the people from that organization discover your actions?" James Blake suddenly asked meaningfully.
Akai Shuichi looked up at the top of his head with an unclear look.
Apart from the crystal lamp and the wall, nothing else is visible.
"Maybe." He thought of the eyes that seemed to be everywhere and replied with a smile.
Shuji Tsushima and the others must already know.
Perhaps the gaze he felt from above was from one of the three of them.
What would Tsushima Shuji do? Turn a blind eye? still……
While he was thinking about it in his mind, he received a message on his phone.
Not an email, but friends from the line list.
He clicked on the message from Tsushima Shuji and checked it out.
【Do you need help? ——Tsujima Shuji】
