MTL - Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover-Chapter 462 Toru Amuro: Bourbon is undercover

- "Bai Ye, what do you think of undercover agents?"

——“Only people with better ability will be sent undercover, especially those from intelligence agencies of various countries who have received professional training... If they don’t cause me too much loss, I really don’t mind working with them as colleagues ."

"Boom!!"

During the hot spring trip, the conversation with Spiatus was still in his ears, and Jing Baiye punched the iron railing at the head of the bed.

His palm was red and swollen visible to the naked eye, but he didn't stop, followed by another punch.

"Boom!!!"

【Host! 】

【Host! ! 】

【Host! calm! ! ! 】

【Bright Night! ! ! 】

The system kept shouting his name in his mind, but Jing Baiye, who was always close and polite to the system, didn't respond to it at all.

Jing Baiye looked at his red palms, unable to understand what mood was pressing in his heart at the moment.

Confused? anger? hatred? Or... something else?

The first three feelings were in his first life, and he had many emotions in his first life.

He would feel angry when his home was inexplicably destroyed; he would feel happy when he was resting in that little tent; he would feel lost and curious about the world and people outside the training camp; after the teacher died, hatred ignited His heart was broken, and it was this intense emotion that supported him, and he completed his revenge for the teacher in desperate circumstances...

But "a lot" doesn't mean "all", and there are some feelings that Jing Baiye doesn't know.

- "This is Zhuxingda."

——“When in danger, I don’t think about running away first, but take my own life to protect the people next to me—he is so great! It’s just like the police and special agents in the movie!!”

——"Please, Angstra, please defuse the other bombs... please... go and save the other people present..."

And in France a year ago, he happily opened the door of his new home, shouting the code name of his partner, but the moment the door opened, he saw a large black mass of guns aimed at him, and a pair of people overflowing with pain. blue eyes...

"Boom!!!"

This time, Jing Baiye slapped it crookedly. The nail of his ring finger was knocked on the iron fence, and it was forcibly tossed off. The tip of that finger was bloody.

But he doesn't hurt.

It doesn't hurt at all.

He has no physical pain, one of these important feelings was destroyed as early as when he was tortured for his crimes in his previous life. Now, even if he directly slaps his hand into a mess of flesh here, he will not have the slightest bit of pain.

He didn't feel pain at all, and he didn't understand the mood at this time.

Jing Baiye once said to Spiatus that he doesn't hate undercover, let alone working with undercover.

This is the truth. He is not good at lying, and there is no need to lie. The answer to Spiatus at that time was indeed his heart.

There are a lot of undercover organizations. If the adoptive mother’s boyfriend, Ping Nei, or XYZ Cocktail are still alive, Spiatus asks him to go on a mission with them, and he can get along with them as ordinary colleagues. Treat them differently.

This is what he said.

But the words he said in the past were like the knife that cut out his flesh and cut his bones when he was executed in a previous life, and fell at him again.

"Boom!!"

With another punch, the bed shook a few times.

Why are you lying to me?

That day, he took the injured Scotland back to the hotel from the snowfield, changed his clothes, carefully checked for other wounds, put him on the quilt and covered him with the quilt, and then... sat beside him and began to be in a daze.

It's not that he didn't notice many things, it's just that he doesn't want to think about it.

Rather than thinking about the long-term future, Jing Baiye has always been more concerned about the happiness in front of him. Even if this kind of happiness is false to only a week, a day, or even an hour, he is willing to work hard to maintain it.

When Apero sent the antidote, he rarely moved his mind and divided it into several injections for Scotland.

He wants Scotland to remember this pain and let him know that when he is a member of the organization, he should give up the justice that belongs to the police - if Gin or other members saw that scene, they would have been shot long ago. , even those around him he wanted to protect would not let go. Not only could he not save them, but he would kill them instead.

"Boom!!!"

The iron bars shook violently.

Why did you lie to me and use such a clumsy lie, so that I can't even deceive myself?

No one-time detoxification is just the first step, the second step is testing. After returning from the reservoir, he got a new mission, so he took advantage of this opportunity to let Daijili use the same chemical bomb in the mission.

...Although the bomb didn't explode, the mission executor guessed his real intention and removed the poison from the bomb to solve the target.

He did this to see if he would make another move that was not in line with his membership in the organization.

The organization will not just remove the disabled members with code names, but will take good care of them to show the boss's love for the loyal - but the premise is that the members are injured to complete the organization's tasks, and beyond that, one has a physical defect The codename member of...even a logistic who can stay in a safe zone, how can he survive in the organization after his vision is impaired?

But he still did that. After several reminders, Scotland still chose to send the last antidote.

Even before that, various reasons were found to deceive him, in order not to let him hinder their behavior.

"Boom!!!"

This punch was extremely hard, and the top of the iron fence was dripping with blood.

Jing Baiye finally put down his hand when he saw the blood.

He remembered the discomfort of tossing and turning in bed that morning in Scotland and the two lines of blood and tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes; in the video call just now, the empty eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of gray fog and the forehead that was so painful that it was sweating... …

...and the first night when they went to the village of Zesawa in Xinbei, he leaned against his bed and stroked his head one after another, his gentle gaze followed him until he fell asleep.

—— "As a minor member, the organization will find me a guardian member to take care of me. I remember I told you about this... I think you are quite suitable. Are you willing to serve?"

More intense emotions instantly filled Jing Baiye's heart. He raised his hand high, but this time he couldn't smash it down. He knew that even if he smashed it down, he wouldn't be able to vent his feelings.

There was only one question left in his mind.

Why...why didn't you confess to me?

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"..."

Amuro looked at Angstra's trembling back and his raised but lowered hand, standing there motionless.

He knew that Angstra didn't smash it down because he figured out how to stop self-abuse, but he realized that even if he continued to abuse himself, he couldn't relieve the pain in his heart.

"why did not you tell me……"

He heard a low murmur in the air.

"..."

Toru Amuro seemed to be drained of all his strength, he didn't even have the courage to go up and hug Angstra.

He felt regret.

Is it really all down to zero that prevents him from telling his true identity every time?

... No, apart from the police dog who regards undercover status as the bottom line, there is also himself who considers himself a loyal dog.

——He was not only afraid that Angstra would be hurt by undercover agents~www.novelbuddy.com~ He was also afraid that he would lose all of Angustra's love after the undercover identity was exposed.

Dissociative disorder, who would have thought that he has this disease?

Even if you know, the two personalities are in the same body, can the little boss be able to tell them apart?

So every time he can't tell, every time he sees that his little boss's attitude towards him has not changed, he will not only hate the police dog, but also a despicable kind of... secretly delighted in his heart.

Now Amuro regrets it, the secret joys in the past have now doubled into the pain that tormented his heart.

He should have died sooner, yes, just like suffocating his body at that time, he chose to die early, instead of coveting the love of his little boss and wanting to stay in the world longer.

He didn't even solve the biggest crisis around his little boss, how could he have the face to consider himself a loyal dog?

To live for you, and to die for you, I should be satisfied. I shouldn't want more.

"Angstra."

Amuro Toru softly called out the code name that he had read thousands of times in his heart. The moment his little boss turned his head, he knelt down on one knee. With this attitude, he looked up to the only one who existed in the world. reason.

"Angstra, I want to confess something to you."

"—Bourbon, he's an undercover agent."

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