It didn't matter, Scotland felt something slightly wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.
He pondered for a few seconds whether there was any other meaning in this sentence, or whether it was just an unintentional remark by Tsuyoshi Kawakami. In fact, Scotland felt that the gray-haired young man was quite excited today, as if something was about to happen.
Kawakamiji didn't come out of the room all afternoon, including at night. It wasn't until Scotland couldn't help but ask via email that he learned that his partner had left the safe house without a word.
According to the structure of the room, Kawakami's room had no windows, and Scotland didn't stay in the living room all the time. Therefore, he did not notice when Kawakamiji slipped away.
The gray-haired young man's attitude made Scotland feel a little uncomfortable.
For a long time after they started working together, Kawakami kept a close eye on him. Whether he was under surveillance or something else, the guy would do whatever he liked with him.
And since... I can't think of a specific time. Anyway, in the past month, Scotland and Kawakami have been almost separated when they went on missions.
However, separation also has its advantages. Without the eyes that are constantly watching, Scotland gradually increased the frequency of contact with his upline.
【be safe. ——Scotch]
Not sure whether Kawakami Tsumugi was out on a mission or doing some personal business, Scotland sent his partner a universal greeting.
[Actually, what I want to do is not dangerous at all. (Happy.jpg)——Cachaca]
Kawakami replied to him instantly, not forgetting to include a cat head emoticon at the end of the email.
【Then I wish you good luck. ——Scotch]
smoothly. Putting this word in the organization's mission only means that more people will be killed by gunfire. Scotland does not seem to realize this, perhaps because the object of this blessing is Kawakami Tsumugi.
【Then let me lend you some good words~——Cachaca】
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When he responded to Scotland, Tsumugi Kawakami was vomiting blood, but fortunately it was not much. He used toilet paper to suck up the fishy sweetness in his throat, and then stared at the soaked paper in his hands.
There was a lemon candy on the top of the toilet paper, which was dyed red. In line with the principle of not wasting food, Kawakami picked out the lemon candy and ate it again.
To be honest, this behavior is a bit disgusting, but Kawakamiji can't really control what he is doing.
The reason he vomited blood was because he had taken C750 sustained-release agent. Even though it was prepared by himself and was more effective, the side effects of this sustained-release agent were still extremely overbearing. But if you don’t take sustained-release drugs, the damage to your body will be even greater.
"I also hope it goes smoothly..." Kawakami Tsumugi whispered, "Tsk, I have failed six times."
Kawakamiji belatedly remembered another thing:
When the prototype of the anti-C750 confessional agent was first developed, it was thrown aside not only because of its three-minute popularity; but also because, at that point, the drug was about to enter the stage of human experimentation.
It's not that Kawakami rejects human experimentation. Even if the drug is developed privately by the free prostitution organization, it is too easy for the free prostitution experiment subjects to fall into the trap. In the research team, the purpose of each experimental subject is recorded in detail.
Now in order to come up with the anti-C750, Kawakami must gradually improve it based on experiments.
And just Kazuo Kawajo, the experimental subject, is definitely not enough.
Don't throw away soiled toilet paper. Stuffing it directly in your pocket will stain your clothes. Kawakami pulled out a few more pieces of clean paper, wrapped the blood-soaked red ball, put it away, and then asked for his temporary safety. Go to the house.
The prototype of the anti-confessional agent was not very effective.
Therefore, Kawakami Tsumugi's current state is very dangerous. If someone asks him a question, he will probably cite it endlessly...
Going back to the safe house at this time was actually not a good choice, but it was difficult to control his emotions under abnormal circumstances. He needs to relax and stay in the laboratory again. Kawakami is afraid that he will do something irreversible.
For example, like more than a year ago, I couldn't help but blow up the research institute.
"To be honest, I don't know if Scotland has seen anything. Even if the guy's position is not pure and he is unlikely to complain to the organization, it is very dangerous. It is really, really dangerous..."
Kawakamiji still couldn't control his desire to talk to himself.
"Maybe my plan is right, no, it is definitely right. The time for researching drugs cannot be estimated. If I am lucky, it will take half a month. If I am not lucky, it may take half a year. In other words, I will continue to work for a long time. in this state.
"damn it……"
Kawakami covered his uncontrollable mouth, walked through the bushes nearby, and then squatted silently on the outdoor air conditioner of a certain household.
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After cleaning himself up, Kawakami returned to his private base and regained his usual composure; he took out the notebook he used for recording and continued to add to a piece of ghost painting:
"The proportion still needs to be adjusted, and measurement is also a problem. At present, the experimental effect of group A is more obvious, and that of group B is worse. However, the experimental samples are too small, so individual differences cannot be ruled out..."
Group A refers to Kawakami Tsumugi, and Group B refers to Kazuo Kawajo, Kawakami's former drug porter. The currently developed version of the anti-C750 has little effect on Kazuo Kawajo and only partially works on Tsumugi Kawakami.
However, Kawakami Tsumugi himself has received anti-torture training and is somewhat resistant to this agent, so this "partial effect" should be more limited than shown.
At the same time, Kawakamiji has a special constitution, and the effects of many drugs on him are different from those on ordinary people. This is why he insisted on doing experiments on himself.
Because the ultimate user of this anti-C750 is him, if Kawakami can't use it, the development of the drug will be useless.
"Tsk, if it weren't for institutional reasons... I might as well choose a few lucky criminals from Miwa Town to practice." Tsumugi Kawakami whispered, "Tsk, with only two experimental subjects, I would never have been so miserable. .”
After jotting down five or six possible better ratios, Kawakami threw his notebook aside and ate another lemon candy. The sweetness can cover up the smell of blood in his mouth.
After resting for ten minutes, Kawakami put on his research clothes and entered his temporary research room.
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"Are you feeling okay? Mr. Kawajo?" In the dark, Kazuo Kawajo heard a soft greeting.
"No, it's really bad!" Kazuo Kawajo couldn't help crying, "I regret it so much. Why should I sell the company's drugs? The people on the black market are really untrustworthy, and there's that gray-haired devil, that devil ——”
Speaking of Kawakami Tsumugi who kidnapped him, Kazuo Kawajo suddenly let out a piercing scream. He curled up and shouted fragmented words that no one could understand.
Ah, it seems that the unlucky little white mouse was frightened.
Kawakamiji stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the other person's eyes, but the latter showed no reaction.
"The effects of C750 haven't worn off yet."
The gray-haired young man observed indifferently. He noted the time and continued to write and draw in his notebook. The speed of drug metabolism should also be considered, and it is still a relatively important factor to consider.
In fact, this is one of the special things about Kawakami: drugs metabolize in his body much faster than normal people.
"It seems that the condition of Group B No. 01 is not suitable for the next test." Kawakami bit his pen cap thoughtfully, "Then... let's try the seventh version of the anti-C750 with Group A No. 01 first."
