"The location of the mission target has been moved. We need to change the route." Toru Amuro looked at his mobile phone and suddenly said, "We can't drive there, we have to take a train."
This situation was expected by Toru Amuro. The mission may change a lot, which is why he joined two action groups.
Rye Whiskey, who was driving, slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road; Scotland put his guitar bag on his back and picked up Rye's.
"How many stops do you have to make on the way on the tram?" Scotland said, handing the sniper rifle back to Rye.
He had studied the route of this mission in advance, so he knew the replacement route mentioned by Toru Amuro very well.
It is Kawakami's working habit to consider every situation, and Scotland has become familiar with this routine subconsciously.
They bought tickets and got on the train, while Bourbon, who acted like a mystic, boarded another tram alone in the name of gathering intelligence.
The security check on the tram is not as strict as that on the train. Scotland just opened his guitar bag and showed his bass to the security staff before passing: his guitar bag was double-layered, and in the undisplayed mezzanine, there was a sniper rifle. .
The rye whiskey was just as thoughtful and successfully mixed as he was.
The tram started, moved forward slowly, and gradually picked up speed. It had been a long time since Scotland had used this kind of public transport, and he couldn't help but look out the window at the scenery passing by.
After a while, Scotland felt someone looking at him...no, probably looking at Rye Whiskey, just glancing at him in passing.
Scotland's acumen was trained by Tsumugi Kawakami, who walked silently but liked to scare people. I wonder if Rye Chao noticed it... Scotland put down his package and turned back calmly.
Looking at them was a boy who was probably a junior high school student with curly black hair and green eyes. He was wearing a white shirt and shorts - it was obviously cold to wear shorts this season. The boy was very shy. He glanced quickly and then looked away.
Probably just curious, Scotland thought.
After all, the two of them look very much like band members together, especially Rye, who has long hair and has a completely non-mainstream temperament. The rate of turning back when standing in the crowd is not much lower than that of gin.
After one stop, Scotland dismissed the idea.
"Someone's following us, Rye," Scotland whispered.
Rye Whiskey nodded calmly, and they slowed down.
This station is already the terminal station of the train. There are not many people on the platform. After they deliberately hide, a series of rapid footsteps can be heard, which is particularly clear.
They suddenly emerged from hiding.
"Why are you following us?" To Scotland's surprise, Rye Whiskey, who had always been silent, spoke up.
"Brother Xiu—I, it's me..."
The boy who followed was indeed the boy who was looking at the rye whiskey before.
He - it shouldn't have been the first time she opened her mouth that startled Scotland, this turned out to be a little girl.
"I don't know you, kid, don't follow us." Rye Whiskey said in a fierce tone, "If you follow us again, you will look good."
The little girl looked at Rye and then at Scotland, who was wearing a hood. She pursed her lips pretending to be strong, but tears still flowed down, so she lowered her head in a disguised manner.
It's a bit too fierce. Scotland thought, but Rye looked more than impatient, more... anxious.
What is he worried about?
"But, but I have no money... I can't take a ride. I don't know how to go back." The little girl sniffed and whispered. She looked at Rye Ai Ai, as if hoping that the other party would keep her.
Rye Whiskey sighed inconspicuously: "Stand here and don't run away. I'll buy a ticket for you."
Rye Whiskey didn't look at the kid who was following him anymore, and turned around and walked in the direction he came from. The little girl who was left there seemed to be unable to bear the grievance any longer and sobbed restrainedly.
Looking a little miserable, Scotland opened his guitar bag and took out the bass used for security inspection: "Do you like music too?"
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When Rye came back, he saw an unexpected scene:
His heartless sister, Masumi Sera, is unfamiliar with playing the bass under Scotland's tutelage. According to the lip-sync, Scotland is praising her for playing well. Sera Masumi looked back at Scotland, not forgetting to smile back.
"Your brother is here." Scotland said casually when he saw the rye whiskey.
The title "brother" made Rye Whiskey feel his blood pressure rising, but if he refuted it, the effect would be even worse.
So Rye stood there with a cold face, watching his sister running towards him happily.
"The tickets are bought, let's go quickly."
Fortunately, Sera Masumi obediently took the ticket from him, thanked him politely, and did not insist on staying or calling his name.
But...there are enough loopholes left.
However, Rye Whiskey still felt happy in his heart:
Fortunately, the partner in this operation was Scotland. If it were Gin and the others, his sister would not be able to escape alive, and Rye might have to kill her herself.
"What a cute little girl." Scotland said with a smile after Sera Masumi walked away.
"Children are trouble." Rye said calmly, "Thank you, Scotland. Otherwise, crying or staying put would affect the mission."
"You also know that it affects the mission, Rye." Another sinister voice sounded, "I left for a short while, and your sister came here?"
It was Bourbon, wearing a peaked cap, about five meters away from them, standing in the shadow of the platform.
Normally, Rye Whiskey could definitely detect bourbon, but this time it was different. Care would lead to chaos, and Sera Masumi's appearance interfered with his perception to a great extent.
Yes, although Bourbon was separated from them while riding the tram, according to the plan, the three of them would meet up at this platform.
"I don't have a sister. I must have mistakenly recognized the person." Rye replied.
"It's fate to recognize the wrong person." Scotland put away the bass and smoothed things over with a smile, "We have to leave quickly."
It's unimaginable that under Bourbon's questioning, Scotland actually helped him to get this thing out of the way. Bourbon snorted disdainfully and walked forward immediately.
"What's the matter, Rye?" Scotland asked him suddenly.
Only then did Rye Whiskey notice that he had been looking at Scotland. He did not immediately look back, but calmly praised: "You play the bass well."
Scotland was stunned for a moment, and then put on that friendly smile that reminded Rye of Kashasha.
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Masumi Sera got on the return train and looked at the platform that was gradually receding from her field of vision.
There is no sign of Brother Xiu and his friends anymore. She actually has money and knows how to get back. What she said before was just that she wanted to stay with her brother for a while.
Actually, I still want to hear Brother Xiu play bass. Sera Masumi murmured in her heart. But why is Brother Xiu so cruel to her?
Soon, the tram arrived at the next stop, and passengers filed in. Someone accidentally tripped over Sera Masumi's leg.
"Ouch!"
It was a pale young woman with long flowing hair and simple brown pupils. Losing her balance, her hand accidentally rested on Sera Masumi's shoulder.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" the young woman apologized hastily.
