Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Chapter 137

Chapter 138

After the intruders escaped, the United Nations conference building was in chaos.

In the half-collapsed lounge, Fukuji Sakurachi sat at the scratched desk and turned on the surveillance from the security department.

—By the way, his act of entering the destroyed lounge indifferently was called heroic by some people with admiration.

Heroism... huh.

That kind of thing, even if you don't explore in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, you should look for it in the eyes of soldiers.

He wanted to fart in response to being praised for such a mere thing.

In the video, the light of the silver knife is connected into a dazzling one.

Wherever he went, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and the guards and guns who blocked him were all swept away to the corners of the side.

The dark green afterimage, which is difficult to catch with the naked eye, then flew past, breaking through the blockade just like that, and disappearing into the noisy city.

"Well, well done."

Blessed propped his chin and nodded boredly.

As if recalling something, the eyes that fell on the monitor lost focus for a moment, and his expression immediately became chaotic.But soon, that dazed expression changed back to indifference and coldness.

Looking at the time shown in the video, he pondered.

From the time he found the people hiding in the lounge to their escape, the whole process didn't even take 2 minutes.

That is to say, after Tiechang joined them, without even trying to understand what happened, he led them out without hesitation.

So, is the person who brought Li Yuan here really the girl from the detective agency?

Knowing that something happened, she dared to confront him, she was bold.

However, when did Tiechang and her get in touch again? ——Could it be through Liyuan?It should be to monitor her, but this is really...

"The ability to maintain the operation is not a joke. Does he trust that girl that much?"

Fudi scratched his head, showing distressed expression.

...Ah, no, it's not just that.

Even when he didn't believe it, Tie Chang seemed to do the same.

He remembered the visit of Agency No. [-] to the Hound Force not long ago.

At that time, even if he couldn't refute the fact that the girl was guilty, and the other party was not by his side at all, Tiechang still firmly defended her.

It seemed that no matter what she did, no matter whether she was right or not, he couldn't let go.

That's why he left without asking why, right or wrong.

...The object of this guy's obsession is completely different now.

"Do you like her that much...?"

During the initial pursuit, he should have let her join the hounds and controlled her in the name of protection.

Strange, why didn't he make such a suggestion at the time? ...But that is no different from Agency No. [-], and Tiechang will not agree.

"This is the most outstanding disciple under my command."

Fudi shook his head and sighed, "The children in the Fuze secret store really caused a lot of trouble for people..."

After what happened today, the port mafia and the detective agency will probably unite more closely, and with the participation of Tiechang and Liyuan... things will be difficult to handle.

Thinking of the great vampire Bram Stoker sleeping in the coffin, Fudi thought about the next action with a slightly grim expression.

Although no important member was left behind, Plum-kun was transformed into a dependent, and the vampire infection was carried out in the detective agency and the mafia—but it didn’t matter if it was someone else.

A safe house in an ordinary residential area.

The closed shutters block the bright and penetrating light of the day, and only a little scattered light leaks into the room through the gaps in the blades, creating a hazy light-colored halo for the simple cabin.

A lamp was already lit on the coffee table in the corner of the room.

The girl lying on the sofa was half leaning on the armrest, one side of the shirt fell off her shoulders, and her skin was radiant.

The beautifully lined collarbone is connected to the slender small shoulder socket, but at the end there is a long wound with whitish edges. The blood in the depths fluctuates slightly in the line of sight with the ups and downs of breathing, almost dazzling.

The young man on the side lowered his head and carefully treated the wound with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol, his movements were extremely gentle.

It was very quiet in the room.

Through the window, there seems to be the howling wind of cars passing by in the distance, together with the vague sounds of the market, it turns into meaningless noise and disappears into the silent background.

Under the warm yellow light of the desk lamp, all the two could hear was each other's gentle breathing, and even the frequency of their heartbeats gradually converged.

Feeling the slight sting of the alcohol touching the wound, and the slight itching of the cotton ball rubbing against the skin, Gan Cha raised her eyes and looked at the brown-haired young man who was looking down at her wound.

He seems to be facing some fragile and fragile objects. He is obviously a person who is used to gunfire and battlefields. When dealing with this small scratch, he moves with incredible care.

The long and drooping eyelashes covered the light-colored transparent eyes, casting a small shadow under the eyes.

He didn't say a word, as if holding back something, Qingjun's thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

A few strands of brown hair hanging down on the forehead were scattered in the light and shadow, and the beautiful eyebrows and eyes were also silent, showing a look of loss that was quite different from the past.

The girl bit her lip.

They've been here for a while.

While taking the medicine, she told the people around her everything that happened before.

But he just paused for a moment, nodded his head and said he understood, and then continued to treat her wound without making a sound.

What kind of thing is in his mind, he will achieve it in the simplest way. He is such a person.

Therefore, seeing his reaction to this incident, she couldn't let her heart down even more.

Looking at him like this, it seemed that he thought that her wounds needed to be treated with great care, so he focused on keeping silent.

Gancha was suddenly a little uncertain. He wanted to use the medicine to divert his attention, and told him what happened at this time.

Shouldn't I tell him the matter after the wound has been treated?At that time, he can tell her frankly how he feels like he usually does without thinking about other things.

It's not that she didn't understand that he didn't fight because of the orders he received, but because of his inner desire to protect the world.

And now that he has come to her side, perhaps this matter will not affect him that much... However, she still couldn't help feeling worried.

After all, he trained his own division commander and commander, and his real appearance is quite different from his impression——

At this moment, what is her honest, sincere and responsible lover thinking about this matter?Seeing how depressed he is now, is he sad?

Gan Cha couldn't help but let go of the pillow covering his chest, and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Sensing her movement, the brown-haired young man stopped what he was doing and raised his eyes to look at her.

"Did I hurt you?"

he asked softly.

"No……"

His fingertips were also held, and Gan Cha looked into his quiet eyes in a daze.

Among them, there is only worry and distress for her, and there is no haze other than that.

She was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but straighten up, wanting to get closer to him.

"hold on."

Suehiro pushed her back, "It will be fine soon."

The calluses on the fingers of the young man from holding the sword all the year round rubbed against his collarbone, bringing a strange itching.

The skin exposed to the air was slightly cool, and the scorching heat from the palm penetrated into the skin and spread slowly.

It was only then that the restless girl froze as if she had realized something, and hugged the pillow in her arms tightly.

He just stayed for a moment, then quickly withdrew his hand.But the heat didn't go away for a long time, and even climbed all the way to the ears along the collarbone and neck.

Gan Cha held her breath, fidgeting and trying to hide somewhere, but she couldn't and didn't want to leave this person's side at this moment.

The thin claws of the birds outside the window grabbed the rough branches, and the soft rustling sound penetrated half a part of the window, mixed with the flickering light and shadow of the branches and leaves, floating restlessly not far away.

Heartbeats and thoughts are also erratic.

The airflow between breaths sweeps over the side of the neck unmistakably, causing a subtle tremor.

The girl couldn't help curling her fingers, and cast her eyes to the other side, thinking a little angrily:

Did he hear what she just said?

Of course Suehiro heard it.He never made any mistakes in her every word.

When he learned about the pages of the book, he already had a faint feeling that some truths that were about to be revealed might be contrary to his consistent wishes.

Now that I heard such a thing, I felt a sudden sense of dust settled.

He originally thought that the members of their hunting dog unit had a common desire to protect order, so they gathered together and willingly accepted the constraints of supernatural surgery.

But I didn't expect that the people who were their commanders and leaders did not share their thoughts with them from the very beginning.

The training received from him so far has cast a shadow, and the proud banner of the Hound Unit flying over the battlefield seems to have lost its color.

In any case, he didn't understand the captain's reason for doing this, and he really felt the confusion and heaviness of being betrayed.

However, if the incident had happened a few months ago, perhaps he would have suffered a greater blow.

But it is different now.

It's more guilt, guilt towards those who have been hurt in this storm set off by the captain and in which he personally participated.

But those are too much to say.

Up to now, the only thing he is thankful for is that his sword blade has never been stained with the blood of his loved ones.

Suehiro fastened the bandage and looked up at the girl in front of him.

Just escaped from the crisis, there must be many things waiting for her to solve, but she still considered his situation first.

He thought that she probably rarely made such untimely decisions.But it was such caring and gentle hesitation and hesitant eyes that completely dispelled some of the not-so-clear emotions he felt in his heart.

——Since meeting in Hong Kong|Black that day, his girl has also come to his side.

"I've heard all those things."

——It's just that her wound is the most important thing right now.

Through the wrapped bandage, the young man's fingertips lightly rubbed with his own inexplicable thoughts, and then he pulled the skirt of the clothes for her.

The girl's collarbone rose and fell slightly, but she was attracted by his reply, she sat up straight, and her drifting eyes fell on him.

"What happened to the captain was unexpected, but it's good to know the truth."

He said very calmly.

The hand was held by the girl, and the young man's expression became more and more gentle.

In fact, she doesn't have to worry about him——

Now another more important meaning has already been boarded on his sword, so even if it deviates from what he held in the past, he will not be shaken.

"Since you can't go back to the team now."

He stared at the girl's bright eyes, and said in a steady tone, "Then from now on, I invite you to be my military flag."

In this uncertain world, only her long smoky purple hair fluttering in the wind is the never-fading flag in his heart.