DreamersGN Chapter 198-197- The End of the Day
Chapter 198-197- The End of the Day
Chapter 198-197- The End of the Day
While Bai Chuanyou was cleaning up the mess.
The fire in the abandoned industrial area is still burning.
Belmode maintained an immobile posture, lying quietly on the spot.
How long had it been since Kershwasser left?she does not know.
3 minutes? 5 minutes? 10 minutes?
maybe longer than that...
In short, Belmode couldn't judge.
Because, now, her consciousness is blurred, hovering between the boundary between life and death, her mind is blank, and her thinking ability is gradually weakening.
She was about to lose even the basic ability to judge time.
All kinds of signs before death emerged, which made Belmode completely disheartened.
At this time-
The sound of heavy footsteps patter echoed in the empty abandoned industrial area.
A man kept walking, approaching Belmode who fell to the ground.
Noticing the blurred figure in his field of vision, Belmod laughed miserably.
With all her strength, she squeezed out a sentence as thin as a gnat from her lungs:
"...Do it, Keshwasser."
Belmode couldn't judge the identity of the figure.
After she finished saying this, she couldn't hold on any longer and passed out completely.
The figure sighed with complicated eyes, and murmured as if talking to himself:
"Didn't expect that an organization poisonous snake like you would have a day when all its fangs will be pulled out..."
With that said, the man began to simply stop the bleeding for Belmode.
Under the illumination of the setting sun, his appearance was reflected by the warm-toned light.
——Slightly dark skin, piercing mixed-race eyes, light golden soft short hair.
The man was dressed in black, full of black air.
However, the overall sharp aura set off him, making him look extremely decent, like a police detective who went deep into the enemy's rear.
……
at the same time.
Outside the street of the hotel, several men in black suits were quietly lurking in a car.
The man in the co-pilot position held a small binoculars and observed the window of a hotel room from a very hidden angle.
A few seconds later, he couldn't help but said to his companion:
"Hey, didn't Master Belmode say that he will contact us soon?"
"...Why hasn't there been any movement until now?"
He finished asking in a low voice.
Then it was very strange to find that no one responded for a long time.
Just as he was about to put down the binoculars and turn around, a cold and hard thing suddenly pushed against his temple from the side.
The cold touch of the muzzle made the man in black show a shocked expression.
He turned his head tentatively, and found that the remaining accomplices were piled up in the back seat like three dead pigs.
"I just have one question... Which room were you looking at just now?"
In the driver's seat, Bai Chuanyou grinned, and hit the man in black's temple with his gun again.
"..."
The man in black didn't dare to continue turning his head.
Hearing this calm and indifferent voice, he had no doubt that if he said a wrong sentence, he would be shot through by a bullet.
"Uh... it's number 909, I'm telling the truth!"
The man in black's eyes were fixed on the car window.
The scene in the car was reflected on the glass, but unfortunately, he didn't see a human face, only a three-hole mask emitting a faint light.
Who is this guy?
Organizational rival?Criminals from opposing camps?Or...a spy from a secret agency?
Cold sweat slipped from his forehead.
When the brain of the man in black was spinning rapidly, Bai Chuan smiled leisurely:
"The frequency of your muscle tremors has changed...it must be a lie?"
"...But when you were lying, you accidentally glanced at the correct answer. Thanks to this little trick, I guessed where the room number is."
"!"
The man in black's pupils constricted, and he quickly drew out a gun with one hand, intending to fight to the death.
At this moment, Bai Chuanyou lightly weighed the pistol in his hand, turned it half a circle, and hit the man in black on the back of the head with the butt of the gun down.
After doing all this, after seeing the man in black fainting in the co-pilot, he silently put away the pistol:
"Remember, the one who attacked you was a weird guy wearing a three-hole mask."
After talking to himself, Bai Chuanyou quietly left the car and sneaked into the hotel.
With the help of [Analysis] ability, Bai Chuanyu easily found the cell phone hidden by Belmode.
Crack the program, delete the SMS, and finally physically destroy it.
The whole set of operations is as proficient as if it has been done countless times, and it is done in one go.
Now, he can finally go back to get the head with peace of mind.
He wiped off his fingerprints on the bomb on the roof of the Metropolitan Police Department. Conan should be working hard to defuse the bomb and investigate the prisoner.
On his side, he used the identity of the black tiger Ah Fu to attack the rest of Belmode's subordinates.
In this way, after Belmod's death, all the conflicts and doubts will point to the non-existent black tiger Ah Fu. "Bai Chuan Yu" stayed at home honestly that night and did not go out.
Thinking of this, he smiled, turned around to find a hiding place, took off his disguise, and headed to the industrial waste area.
Called Tachibana Maya, took the other party's car, and came to the vicinity of the abandoned industrial area by an absolutely concealed route.
Shirakawa Yu asked Tachibana Maya to stay in a safe place.
For the remaining distance, he had to walk it by himself.
Tachibana Maya can be regarded as a secret agent working for the intelligence agency.
Therefore, Bai Chuanyu would not let her get involved in the organization's affairs, or Keshwasser's personal grievances.
It didn't take long to reach the familiar destination.
The fire in the middle of the road was still burning.
It may be that the bomb distracted the Metropolitan Police Department a lot of attention. It has been more than 20 minutes now, but no police and firefighters have come to the scene.
But it also put him at ease.
Playing with a jackknife from his cuff, Bai Chuanyou hummed a folk song from his hometown, and walked into the previous building without haste.
Showing a pleasant smile, he just wanted to praise Belmode's vitality and tenacity...
I saw a long trail of blood on the ground in the building.
——Bermode, who was lying there before, was completely missing.
"?"
Bai Chuanyou was stunned for a second.
Then I opened [Analysis] and found traces of other people coming.
Moreover, judging from the traces invisible to the naked eye, it should be a man who drove away Belmode.
Even the traces of the tires are still very new, it is not difficult to see that they have just left for a short time.
In the flames of the night, Bai Chuanyou stared at the direction where the tire tracks extended, smacked his lips and sighed:
"It's tenacious enough...but no matter how hard you run, it's useless."
He stretched out two hook lines and rose to a high place.
Under the search of the [Analysis] ability, there is no difference between darkness and daytime, and the dark environment does not bring any inconvenience to Bai Chuanyou.
Soon, at the end of the road, he found a white Mazda driving slowly.
……
Inside the Mazda.
In his vague consciousness, Belmode noticed that his location had changed.
From the concrete floor of the abandoned industrial area, it was replaced by the back seat of a moving car.
After waking up, he looked up at the rearview mirror in the center of the car, and after seeing the driver clearly, Belmode forced a smile:
"Bourbon...it's you."
"...It seems that you received my...ahem...that text message."
That's right.
Before, when Belmode couldn't get in touch with his subordinates, just in case, he immediately sent a text message to Bourbon, who had some contact with her in the organization.
Bourbon is an existence similar to Belmode in the organization, a mysterious mystic with strong insight and reasoning ability.
This guy's pseudonym Amuro Toru, on the surface, is a waiter and part-time detective, often active in the Tokyo area.
However, what Belmode didn't know was that Bourbon was actually an undercover agent, an agent from the Japanese public security and a police academy graduate.
This kid hides extremely deeply, and has a relatively high status in the organization. Coupled with his mysterious behavior, he has basically never been suspected by any organization members.
Swim to your heart's content in this deep water where you can't see the bottom at a glance.
Seeing Belmode wake up, Bourbon glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye, without looking back.
"It just so happens that I'm nearby, so you're lucky... No, it's hard to call it lucky."
"...Bermod, your injuries are extremely serious - dislocation, bone fracture, bruise, knife wound..."
"Even if I drive to the hospital immediately, it's unknown whether I can save my life."
"Of course, even if you're lucky enough to still be alive, your two legs won't be able to return to a walking state in the future..."
Bourbon didn't show any pity or emotion, and just told the truth plainly.
"It's better to say that under such circumstances, you are still very powerful."
"..."
Hearing what he said, Belmode moved his neck with difficulty and moved his gaze to his body.
The bandages were well wrapped, suppressing her bleeding to a minimum.
After confirming his own condition, Belmode smiled bitterly and let out a big breath.
Then she looked over the window and looked up at the night sky with empty eyes.
Seeing that she was silent, Bourbon could only ask:
"what's your plan?"
"...I can throw you in the nearest emergency hospital, but it should be more convenient for you to find the secret doctor in the organization, right?"
In the organization, Bourbon was hardly an ally with her.
It can only be said that it is not an enemy.
Belmode is already very content to be able to help her to this point with a text message.
Squeezing out a smile, Belmode's pale face gradually lost its color, and he might die at any time.
"Well... can you take me first and leave the city?"
"Try to go as far away as possible, the farther the better..."
"I'd rather die... than die at the hands of that guy."
Her lips trembled slightly, making a weak sound.
His eyes were still staring out of the window, but the highlights in his pupils were gradually fading.
Belmode's eyes are gradually turning from water blue to dark blue.
Like a clockwork puppet idly walking towards the edge of a cliff.
No sorrow, no fear, no hatred, not even hope.
Some are just blank.
Because, waiting for Belmode, there is only death, or spending the rest of his life in a hospital bed, these two situations are clear at a glance.
In her case, it didn't matter either way.
Regarding this, Bourbon didn't say anything, just drove silently, thinking about his future plans after Belmode's death.
After a while.
The speed of the car decreased a little bit, and finally stopped completely in the middle of the road.
Bourbon frowned.
Along the Mazda's white hood, he switches the lights and looks ahead.
In front of the car, in the middle of the night road, stood a person.
A man in a black coat with a faint smile.
——Bai Chuan Yu stood there.
……
It’s another [-]-word chapter, it’s not too much to ask for a monthly ticket orz
(End of this chapter)