MTL - Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover-Chapter 550 apology and regret

Conan: I Was Surrounded by Undercover Agents Chapter 550 Apology and Regret

How was your year?

Hearing this question, everything that happened in the past year flashed before Jing Baiye's eyes.

Gin who went to France to pack up the follow-up for him and picked up the plane a month later, Faxiao Shirley who went to dinner with him, and... the three of them.

A wave of heat welled up his throat from the bottom of his heart, Jing Baiye slowed down, and met those calm and patient blue eyes.

"...It's neither good nor bad."

After Pan Nuo's death, a lot of things really happened, more than the sum of his years of studying in the past.

"Are you willing to listen?" Jing Baiye asked.

Pan Nuo nodded.

"When I first arrived in Japan, I had no money, and the BOSS gave me a high-end apartment. Because it hasn't been renovated yet, I temporarily live in the organization's safe house..."

"I didn't look for another partner. Gin asked me to find my subordinates. He recommended two for me, and I found the other one myself..."

"The one I'm looking for looks a bit like you. At first Gin asked him to pick me up. His eyes are purple-gray, his hair is a little shorter than yours, he talks a little more than you, and he clings to me or hates me more than you a little."

Jing Baiye's ability to describe has always been problematic, but Pan Nuo got used to it, and he quickly found out the key point: "Based on what I know about Gin, he asked him to come to your side to test whether you would vent your anger...but instead you Have you taken a fancy to him?"

"Yeah." Jing Baiye nodded, "Because he's really good-looking."

Pan Nuo didn't say anything more, so Jing Baiye continued to talk.

From the three subordinates to his side one by one, to the lively hot spring of seven;

From going to the movie theater to encounter an explosion, to going to France for an assessment with his subordinates recovering from their injuries...

Jing Baiye said a lot, Pan Nuo listened quietly.

This is the way they used to get along. Jing Baiye is not a chatterbox, but in comparison, he will always be the one who talks the most and is responsible for talking.

"I have a three-color cat, which is a rare male... You should know the three-color cat, right? It is the prototype of the Japanese beckoning cat. Besides it, I also have a little bear."

"In addition to the apartment, Belmode bought me a villa and I moved there from the safe house."

"The three of them were bottom-level members at the beginning, and they passed the assessment one by one during the year to get code names, namely Scotch Whiskey, Bourbon Whiskey and Rye Whiskey. Among them, Scotch and Bourbon lived in the villa with me."

"Sometimes I finish my mission at night, and when I get home, the lights in the villa are always on..."

Someone is waiting for him to come home.

This was something he never had in America or Paris.

So he's going to say it emphatically—even if it can never be reproduced.

"Scotch will have dinner ready for me, and Bourbon will make some dessert."

“I like Amuro very much. He will make me croissants, which taste similar to the ones in the coffee shop near my apartment. It's smeared with honey, and the coffee he makes for me always has enough sugar in it and it's not bitter at all."

"Lai Yin doesn't live together, but his apartment is not far from the villa, every time he is invited, he will come over."

"Laiyin and Bourbon have a bad relationship. They sometimes fight like children, stabbing eyes with knives, scratching nerves in hands with razor blades, etc... As long as they don't hit the face, I can stop them..."

Hearing this, Pan Nuo expressed his thoughts again: "Then where are they now? Such a mission..." He glanced out at the mess on the ground, "You shouldn't come here alone."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and read books recently, change sources and switch, read aloud with many timbres, and both Android and Apple can be used. 】

"So what if I'm alone, I have the ability to enter more dangerous places and perform more dangerous tasks."

Jing Baiye's tone changed: "For example, the DGSE who sent you, or for example - the French local gangster that your boss sheltered for many years."

He said the second half of the sentence on purpose, looking at Pan Nuo's expression, but he found that there was no change on his face.

The dead partner just nodded: "I know."

Jing Baiye didn't know what he meant by knowing.

Like a ball with a few holes in it, he began to get discouraged: "They didn't come this time... because they are undercover agents just like you."

"... all three?"

It wasn't until he heard this that Pan Nuo was obviously taken aback, his face full of surprise.

"all."

Jing Baiye also felt that this ratio was ridiculously high.

"One is the FBI, two are Japanese police, and they are all exposed."

"Curaçao said, I can find other good-looking and loyal and obedient people to replace them. If I really like their faces, I can find someone to have plastic surgery, but..."

Jing Baiye lowered his head, he remembered Curacao's indifferent expression when he made a suggestion.

He knew she meant well. She cared more about him than them, and she didn't want him to be affected by their mentality, and so did other people in the organization.

But he couldn't accept it.

"... There are many things that no latecomer can replace."

"Even if they look exactly the same," he added.

Like the little prince and his rose.

Even later, when he saw the large rose garden, every flower was so beautiful, but it still didn't move him.

Because what is precious is not the rose itself, but the time they spend together.

"Although I have only been with them for a year, during this time, we are together every day, and I am very happy."

Members of the organization don't stick together all the time. Take Curacao as an example. They get along with each other for no more than a month. Even if it was Belmode as the guardian or Shirley as a child, he couldn't see them every day.

On the contrary, it was his three subordinates, especially Scotland and Bourbon who lived together, who actually spent a long time with him.

— Longer than the time with Pan Nuo.

"So I don't know what to do with them."

Jing Baiye felt that he was crazy. As a member of the organization, he actually complained to one undercover who died in his hands, saying that he didn't know how to deal with the other three undercovers.

But after saying these words, he relaxed a lot.

The wind at night blew on Jing Baiye's face, and it wasn't cold at all. His hand was still holding the pendant. After the pendant was extremely hot, the temperature began to drop, and it lay icy cold on the palm of his hand.

He can no longer escape, he must give himself and them an ending.

——

Looking at the young partner in front of him, Pan Nuo was a little dazed.

What does it feel like after death?

He didn't have any impression. He only remembered that he was in the villa the last second, and saw Angustra standing at the door with a frozen expression when he opened the door. In the next second, he came to this foreign country.

He knew he was dead, and the transparent body and Angostella's slightly mature face all indicated the failure of the suicide arrest.

This was within his expectations.

After all, he knows better than anyone else how strange the power of this partner who is ten years younger than him is.

There was no hatred or pain in his heart, no relief that the suffering was over, and the only thing he did was stare into that red eye.

Eyes are the most difficult part of expression control. He is used to judging a person's true emotions through eyes.

He could see that Angostella was sad now.

— This is him in the past, an emotion he never had before.

"Angestra," he began, "do you regret killing me?"

The little partner in front of him was silent for a moment, then nodded honestly.

Because he regretted killing him, he would feel embarrassed when facing three undercover men—he didn't want to solve it in this way again.

"Then do you want to apologize to me?" Pan Nuo asked again.

This time Angostella shook her head.

"...I don't want to do it that way again." He looked at him, "but that doesn't mean it's wrong."

"Me too," Panno said. "I'm not going to apologize for attacking you on your birthday."

"I am an undercover agent, and you are a member of the organization. It is only natural for me to arrest you, and it is the same for you to kill me."

Why ambush him on his birthday?

An undercover agent, trying to catch a member of a criminal organization when his defenses are at their weakest - what other reason?

"I'm just a little bit sorry."

Pan Nuo looked at the eyes that were stained by the fire.

"It's a pity that I didn't catch you when you were weaker~ www.novelbuddy.com~ It's also a pity..."

— "Time will ease all sorrows, and when your sorrows have been soothed, you will be satisfied that you have known me..."

— "Wait for Pan Nuo, that person came out early! It seems that you can only continue to read to me next time."

The blond mixed-race undercover showed his first helpless smile of the night.

He looked at Angostella, his little partner's expression now was exactly the same as when he saw that the dessert shop was closed.

"...I didn't read that "The Little Prince" for you that day."

That was the penultimate chapter, the final farewell of the little prince.

Obviously only a little short, you can read the ending.

Angostella loosened the hands tightly clenched on his chest. There was nothing in his hands, and he completely calmed down.

There was something flickering in his eyes, but his expression was no longer confused. Just now, he made a certain decision.

"I'm leaving, Panno."

Jing Baiye's tone was serious, reluctant, and extremely firm.

"I'm very happy to see you again today. This is really a good gift...but you are dead, I killed you with my own hands, and I can't keep you."

"I want to go to the side of the living, I already know what I should do."