The rotting dead man emerged from the water.
He looked up at Kawakami Tsumugi.
Ethan's skin was white and swollen from the soaking, and there were traces of being chewed by scavengers. His eyes were sunken and turned yellow like thick phlegm. Black blood continuously poured out of his mouth and merged into the hot, wet and sticky sewage.
Under the pale lights of the warehouse, the sewage sparkled.
Only the upper body of the dead man was exposed, as if the shallow sewage was a deep pool with no bottom. He floated up and down in the water, slowly walking towards the gray-haired young man.
Kawakami Tsumugi was calm and calm, with his usual signature smile. He greeted cheerfully as usual:
"Long time no see, Armagnac. I'm sorry... I've actually never seen a giant in the true sense, so your current appearance contains a considerable degree of artistic processing-"
"Or, can you return to the way you were when you were alive? That would make the chat more pleasant...well, I know not."
Armagnac looked at him silently.
"...After all, there's no going back." Kawakami Tsumugi's shoulders slumped.
At this time, the dead man finally spoke - surprisingly, his vocal cords had not decayed yet, and he stretched out his swollen hand to touch the gray-haired young man:
"You saved Scotland. This is considered a betrayal of the organization."
"Actually, I think it's okay?"
Kawakamiji replied,
"Well... you also know that I am not a peaceful person. As long as there is no evidence, it is not a betrayal. Moreover, objectively, I saved Scotland and did not cause any harm to the organization - he really fell into my hands. It’s not necessarily better to stay in the organization.”
Kawakami Tsumugi really intends to lock Scotland into a small dark room. No one will want to be deprived of their freedom or even become disabled.
Meanwhile, in his hands, Scotland was undercover from beginning to end.
During the time when he was partnered with Kawakami Tsumugi, there was very little useful information that could fall into Scotland's hands.
After breaking up the partnership, Scotland couldn't make any waves during the month at Gin's place, and his identity was quickly exposed.
Tsk... I suddenly feel that such an undercover labor force who works for free from beginning to end is not authentic. Kawakami thought for a few seconds.
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Armagnac smiled, if that ferocious expression could be considered a smile:
"You're very deceptive about that, Kashasha. Really deceptive."
"Even if you commit murder, arson, and all kinds of bad things, you can always look innocent, and even be full of tenderness in some details: for example, you don't implicate ordinary people, don't treat peripheral members as cannon fodder, and you would rather sacrifice the near and far away when making plans to minimize the loss of human life. …
"It always seems like there's something wrong with it, so much so... that it looks like us."
"There's nothing I can do..." Tsumugi Kawakami smiled sweetly, "Although it's ridiculous to laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, there is still an advantage between fifty steps and a hundred steps. I always look better than Gin. Just a little."
On the surface of the mire that can swallow people, there must be some cute little flowers and grass growing on it to be fashionable. Quagmire also has the qualifications to dress himself up, right?
Armagnac didn't say anything, and the hand that touched Kawakami went up, up, to pinch the gray-haired young man's neck.
The latter didn't resist, perhaps because he didn't bother to resist. There was even pity in Kawakami Kei's eyes.
"Don't waste your efforts, Armagnac. You can't kill me, not this time, not next time, not ever... Your only chance to kill me has been wasted."
Kawakami Tsumugi covered Armagnac's hand,
"Actually...Ethan, I am very happy, really very happy. Because I have collected all the [memory archives]."
"Although I don't know if it will be useful, it is finally possible for me to remember you... The cold words in the summary are still different from my personal experience."
"But I don't want to be remembered by you, a hypocritical and disgusting scumbag." Lord Ethan said.
Kawakami didn't refute, he tried to hug the dead man. But the latter has disappeared. Along with the warehouse, sewage, blood, dust, this fragmented memory of his...
Everything returns to darkness, everything returns to calm.
…………
"Memory cleaning completed."
Looking at the numerical changes on the helmet, the doctor announced.
He raised his head and looked forward - this research room has two floors, and there are stairs behind Kashasha. The doctor's teacher and the top leader of the research team, Spiatus, was holding the stairs with his hands as he went downstairs.
Spiatus looked like an old man with gray hair, but his complexion was completely inconsistent with his age. All in all, one cannot tell his age.
"Well done, you can leave now."
"Thank you, teacher. Actually, I didn't do anything." In front of Spiatus, the doctor's attitude was obedient and upright, but he still couldn't suppress his curiosity. "What exactly does this memory cleaning device...act like?"
"I didn't study this." Spiatus said lightly.
In fact, this memory cleaning device is something left over from the generation of Kashasha Lin Xingji. It has existed longer than Spiatus joined the organization, and it has been preserved to this day without the equipment aging and malfunctioning.
"I understand, teacher." The doctor left without giving up.
After the doctor left, another voice sounded in the empty laboratory. It was the BOSS of the organization, that gentleman:
"Ali, do you think it's possible for Kashasha's memory to be restored?"
"It has been restored a long time ago." Spiatus said, "Are you still waiting now? The Kashasha now is not the Kashasha then. At most, they have the same genes. What are you suspicious of?"
"Kashasha seems confident this time, and his restlessness is simply engraved in his bones."
"Except for the time when he was a child, he does this every time he clears his memory," Spiatus said.
Actually, I can’t say for sure.
This memory cleaning device is a black box to Spiatus and the gentleman - because there is only one, they cannot take it apart and study it.
Moreover, there is a very strange phenomenon: adaptability.
Currently, this memory cleaning device can only be effective on one person, Kashasha.
If an ordinary person uses this device, all memories will be erased, completely rebuilt, and he will become a baby who knows nothing.
Only in Kashasha, this device can maintain amazing directivity: it can cleanse situational memory and emotional memory while completely retaining image memory, knowledge memory and action memory.
They had wondered whether it was caused by hyperamnesia: but hyperamnesia is actually very rare in the world, and those with names in hospital records have either passed away or were simply misdiagnosed.
Although Curaçao of the action team also has a superior memory, she has an abnormal brain structure, which is also different from Kashasha.
"In any case, Lin Xingji is not a simple person." The gentleman continued, "No matter how harmless Kashasha looks now, he must be Lin Xingji's back-up man."
"You can eliminate the root cause and kill him directly." Spiatus said, "Instead of worrying about gain and loss, Karasuma Renye."
The gentleman was silent for a few seconds and said:
"Yes, but sometimes, emotions can always override reason, so that people have unrealistic luck... If they really kill them, they will be a bit reluctant."
(Volume 1: First involvement in the undercurrent, end)
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Sorry, I still can't figure out the outline for Volume 2... I've already put three files in the archive, woohoo.
There are still three extra chapters, which will be released tomorrow
