Scotland led the gray-haired young man to a remote part of the rooftop, and he exposed his back to Kawakami Tsumugi without any burden. Kawakami frowned involuntarily: There was a smell of smoke, and this place was downwind.
And what harms people when smoking upwind is gin.
The gray-haired young man covered his mouth and sneezed.
"Scotland, let's change places."
Kashasha thought for a while and then directly pulled the sleeve of the cat-eyed young man. According to the summary, they were good friends, and their close body language made it harder to tell that something was wrong.
Scotland turned back and looked at Kashasha condescendingly. He could feel the other person's muscles tightening, seemingly friendly, but actually wary.
Including the previous approach of Chianti, the gray-haired young man was obviously very uncomfortable, but still endured it.
"Okay." He said softly without changing his smile.
Kawakami then took Scotland to another place that he had already scouted out: like Gin, it was upwind, hidden, and easy to evacuate. The only drawback was that he was leaning next to the air conditioner, and the gusts of cold wind made the gray-haired young man tremble. .
"Are you wearing a sweater when you're so cold?" Scotland asked suddenly.
sweater? What sweater?
Kawakami glanced at Scotland, and finally noticed a hint of Midorikawa's shadow from his former partner's question, but the smile on the latter's face made the words of concern more like a courtesy.
He gave up thinking about Scotland's state of mind.
It doesn't matter whether the guy was successfully brainwashed or not. According to the intelligence from Barolo, the Ministry of Public Security was almost completely slaughtered.
In other words, if Kawakami Tsumugi's anti-C750 tube is really powerful enough to interfere with brainwashing, Scotland will also be disconnected from the police. A disconnected undercover agent like this... Tsk.
It just feels a bit strange. Even if the opponent's life is saved, it will be difficult for Kawakami and Scotland to restore the harmonious relationship they had before.
"Didn't you say that we want to discuss the next action?" Kawakami took a breath. He simply sat down cross-legged, avoiding the blowing range of the air conditioner, and wrapped himself tightly in a windbreaker. It was really too cold.
"Then let me tell you." Scotland also squatted down.
Kawakami always felt that he taught half of this guy in Scotland. So it is no surprise that the plan proposed by Scotland was good to Kawakami, but the side effect was that he could almost guess the end after hearing the beginning.
He couldn't help but start running away.
The gray-haired young man turned his head slightly and observed Scotland's expression: he still had a gentle smile, and there was gentle indifference in his misty blue eyes. He couldn't figure out for a moment whether this was acting.
"In other words, you are responsible for tracking from the rear, and I force the stop from the front?" When he was slipping away, Kawakami did not forget to respond appropriately to Scotland's explanation.
"In fact, the most important thing is to evacuate. Whether the researcher can be saved or not is one thing. All we need to do is drive to a safe point before the police reinforcements arrive." Scotland continued to add.
"Well, this is not difficult. But I have a better way. It is safer for us to work together than to act separately. Moreover, if the arrangements are properly made, we can control the police's schedule." Kawakami said.
Scotland looked at him: "If you want to change your plan, you need to discuss it with Gin."
"Easy to say, I'll go find Gin."
Kawakami responded, thinking about how to convince Gin. He wanted to eat lemon candies, and licked his lips reflexively.
Scotland smiled. He did not answer, but slowly took something out of his pocket - the movement was deliberately slow, as if he was afraid that Kashasha would have a stress reaction.
Hmm, the packaging looks familiar...it is indeed lemon candy. Scotland opened it in front of him, ate one, and then handed it to Kawakami Tsumugi.
"Just think of it as a souvenir after the reunion, Kashasha." Scotland said softly.
The lemon candy was really irresistible, so Kawakami put the rest into his pocket. His inner judgment of Scotland's mental state began to shift in the other direction.
I have to sigh, no matter what happens to my little friend Scotland, I will never forget to bring him lemon candies.
Kawakami liked this.
He pushed a few pills into his mouth and raised the collar of his trench coat to cover his ears. On the button of his trench coat, there was also a miniature camera that the gentleman gave him. This time there was no contact device.
…………
The task is in the afternoon.
To be honest, this cold weather made no one interested in causing trouble, except maybe Gin and the police who had nothing to do to check people's water meters.
After wrangling for a while, Gin still accepted Kashasha's plan with a bad face, mainly because of the gentleman's decision.
When Kashasha reported to the gentleman, he did not forget to boast in a low-key manner that he had learned to antagonize his boss without any teacher.
It's annoying enough that ranged combat turns into close combat. Making your own plans is Kawakami's bottom line. And with Kashasha's current state...
He should have deliberately imitated Kashasha before he lost his memory, and behaved particularly disobediently, not to mention that Qiu, who was severely beaten during training, also made him not want to listen to Gin.
Before arriving at the battlefield, Kashasha, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, rubbed his face against the glass without any fight. He had a warm patch on the lining of his windbreaker, and the glass floated in a small circle next to the heat source. fog.
He bought the warm-up patch from Scotland, mainly because Scotland couldn't stand the way he was shivering from the cold. Kawakami said no, but his hand had already taken it.
It is a joy to be able to rely on the glass to cool down on a cold day, just like using the air conditioner to cover yourself with a quilt in the summer.
"Are you sure the police will come this way?" Kawakami asked.
"Information given by the intelligence team."
Scotland replied softly. He was driving a harmless white car, and about two hundred meters away, their target was slowly turning from the intersection.
It was an ordinary black van, dirty, and looked more like a minivan that pulls goods.
But if you look closely, you will find that the thickness of the glass of this car is unusual, and the baffles installed on the top of the wheels are even more strange. They can interfere with bullets aimed at the tires, making it impossible to effectively snipe from the rear.
"Are you ready, Kashasha?" Scotland asked.
Kashasha groaned as the body-warming patch was so hot that he pressed his face against the glass. He still had lemon candy in his mouth. Hearing Scotland's reminder, he stingily shook the glass down half a hand's width away.
The cold wind had to blow in to cool down the car. Fortunately, their car was covered with a dark brown anti-privacy film, so the police officers could not see the driver.
Scotland turned on the turn signal and without hesitation began to accelerate and overtake.
When passing the black van, Kawakami put the muzzle of the gun against the edge of the glass and pulled the trigger. But there was no noticeable gunshot, he just fired an inconspicuous locator.
Soon, Scotland successfully overtook and left their mission target behind without hesitation. Kashasha quickly closed the window leaking cold air. He took out his mobile phone and saw the locator on the screen flickering.
According to the locator attached to the police car, Kashasha can know their route well.
"Locator... I heard that you pressed one for me before?"
Scotland made a sudden sound, not sure if it was to test or confirm. This is the rhetoric given by the organization, but he is skeptical.
The gray-haired young man's hands shook:
"Gin told you? Then it's what he said."
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It feels a bit magical, it’s extremely hot in the third dimension, and according to the timeline of the article, it should be very cold over there with Tsumugi Kawakami...
