"The gin is so dead that not even the dregs are left." Tsumugi Kawakami chuckled and pulled the shackles on his hands carelessly, "By the way, you are not qualified to interrogate me."
"Totally dead?" Gin sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"No, no, no, brother. I believe you are very smart."
The trigger was pulled, and the bullet grazed Kawakami's cheek and hit the wall of the interrogation room, leaving a deep bullet hole. The huge sound echoed repeatedly in the small space.
Similar conversations have been repeated many times.
Kawakami told the truth how he killed Armagnac. Of course, Gin was so suspicious that he would rather kill Tadayoshi than believe Kawakami Tsumugi's explanation.
Kawakami Tsuya also knew that it would be difficult to deal with this matter.
There is nothing wrong with interrogating and executing undercover agents without authorization. Although it is against the rules, Kawakami Tsumugi has such privileges.
What is really difficult to explain is the bomb. Armagnac died without a complete body. Without a body, there is no evidence.
"It's best to fake the death without a complete body." Gin sneered, "Armagnac, who has worked for the organization for more than ten years, is an undercover agent. Naturally, you can betray the organization. And you have a good relationship with that rat."
"That was before. Now he is what I hate the most."
"Who knows if you secretly let the mouse go?"
"Seriously, Gin. If I really wanted to do this, you wouldn't be able to notice. It's okay to belittle my loyalty, but please don't insult my level."
His cheek was scratched by the bullet and felt a little itchy. Kawakami stuck out his tongue and gently licked the blood that flowed to his mouth.
It has a strong rusty smell and is a bit sweet. He felt a slight cramp in his stomach, untimely hungry.
If it hadn't been for this, Tsuyoshi Kawakami would be leaning in the kitchen right now, watching Scotland prepare today's dinner...
By the way, Scotland, when he discovers that he is out of touch, Gin will definitely bring Scotland over for interrogation.
"There's no point in bluffing. How special do you think you are?" Gin said, "When you lose that person's favor, your end will only be worse."
Tsk, you still dote on him... I feel like Gin's understanding of the relationship between him and that gentleman is a bit wrong... Kawakami complained.
The most he can do is lose his memory and rebuild it - although this is bad enough.
"There is no need to waste time here, Gin." Kawakami said calmly, "If you think I let Armagnac go, you can go find the mouse; similarly, if the interrogation results come out, I do He's a traitor, I'll deal with you how you want.
However, I won't explain anything now, so there is no need to waste your time with me. "
Gin looked at him with a strange expression, a bit offended and angry, but more of an indifference that had nothing to do with him, and... a feeling similar to watching a good show.
Then, to Kawakami's surprise and what he expected, Gin really left the interrogation room.
He closed the door, and his silver hair disappeared from Kawakami's sight.
Now, Kawakami Tsumugi is the only one here.
Kawakami stopped fiddling with the shackles on his hands. He slumped down on the iron chair and raised his head. The incandescent lamp is on, so bright that you can feel the burning light even if you close your eyes.
Many people have sat on this chair, including Nakamura Akira, Enzo, Cognac, Grenache... Now it's his turn. Kawakami is calm and composed, and the situation can't be worse anyway.
He brought up the system panel.
Armagnac, sherry, Scotland, rye, Matsuda Jinpei...
Character cards lay in his "collection" one after another, but the earliest one was grayed out forever. There is another task bar on the right side of the character card. The first line of the task bar: "Change the established destiny of Yin Sen Hall" is also in an ominous gray color.
At the same time, the 20 character points obtained from the previous mission were also deducted, as were the six character points of Yin Sen Hall. The water was full of helplessness.
After going around and around, he currently has 69 character points, which is 31 away from the target of 100 points.
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When Gin went to trouble Scotland, he was still thinking about Kashasha's arrogant character. Kashasha is very good at walking the tightrope on the edge of other people's minefields, but Gin feels that it is a bit undervalued compared with such a good guy.
In a place like an organization where undercurrents are surging, all privileges are priced secretly.
Gin wondered how long Kashasha's special status would last with that gentleman. For this reason, minor offenses may be tolerated.
Moreover, besides interrogating Kashasha, he had other options.
Gin was sitting in the passenger seat of the Porsche, looking out of the corner of his eye at Scotland, who was wearing a blindfold and handcuffs in the back seat and was obedient and silent.
I have to say that although Scotland's smile is getting closer and closer to that of Kashasha, he is much more pleasing to the eye.
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How long have you been waiting? Kawakamiji didn't know that he had always been good at controlling time. At first, he calculated the time by counting his own heartbeat, but he seemed to have fallen asleep halfway through.
No, he wasn't asleep. There were rows of tiny holes on the ceiling of the interrogation room, probably due to the hypnotic gas.
If he wanted to, the organization could make him comatose for an hour, or a day, or even several days. In other words, he had lost time now.
Kawakami opened his eyes.
His vision had not yet recovered under the long exposure to white light, so the entire room was filled with ghostly light and shadow.
This made him irritated, because Scotland would probably not be spared, and would definitely be swindled by Gin and questioned.
No one watered the pothos in the safe house, and no one fed the newly hooked stray cat...
It is said that during the period of loss of contact, the organization will take over his identity as "Kawakami Tsumugi". I don't know who it is, but Belmod. I hope she won't do weird things under his identity...
When Kawakami started counting the spiral patterns on the armrests of the iron chair out of boredom, he heard the gentleman's voice.
"Kashasha."
Kawakamiji's whole body was stiff. He didn't see the camera or the sound. These things should be behind him.
Then he heard a slight grinding sound, something sliding along the track.
It was a camera that slowly circled out from behind him and stopped directly in front of Kawakami Tsumugi.
"Good day, sir."
Kawakami was thinking about how to bow his head and admit his mistakes to be more pious. It would be better to be different from the previous times, but the gentleman's voice suddenly became stern:
"Look at me, Kashasha, don't look down."
As a last resort, Kawakamiji looked at the camera that was monitoring him.
The camera reflects a faint red light, reflecting the face of the gray-haired young man: his eyes are lifeless, and his face is pale and lifeless. The first thing that Kawakami noticed was the mark on the right side of his face. He was disfigured by gin.
"Did you betray the organization?" the gentleman asked.
"No." Kawakami replied quickly. This answer was already a conditioned reflex and did not require thinking.
"I'll confirm it."
confirmed.
Kawakamiji knows many methods: confessional agents, long periods of food and water deprivation, no sleep allowed... For its own members, the organization's interrogation methods are often milder, but equally difficult.
He has received anti-torture training and his grades have always been excellent. Therefore, what Kawakami will face next will be some more difficult methods to resist.
"Kashaxia, I will use the confessional agent C750 you developed on you."
"That side effect is huge, sir."
Without thinking of bargaining, Kawakami just put forward a fact. Really, he should suffer organ failure after one injection of C750.
“Don’t worry, it will be a diluted version, and it won’t hurt your life after you prove your loyalty.
This is a punishment for your recent mistakes. "
