MTL - Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover-Chapter 48 scars under bandages

Amuro also saw members of the bottom ranks being beaten to death by mistake this morning, and then Friedman called others to collect the bodies like he was nothing.

This collection of corpses is definitely not about finding a good place to bury the remains. There is a crematorium in the training ground specially used to treat these corpses. There is a fixed cremation time every day. After the ashes are burned, the ashes are taken out. staff mood.

"It's not time yet, do you need me to find someone to set the fire?" Friedman pointed in the direction of the corpse disposal room.

"No need for now. When the gin comes, let him go there directly."

Angstra dragged Jean Faith with one hand and walked in front of Amuro: "Come with me, it's inconvenient for me to carry two boxes with one hand."

Amuro nodded silently, and when he followed Angstra, he saw Jean Fei Shi's chest on the ground still heaving... He was still alive, and it seemed that he would wake up soon, and he would do it himself. It is impossible for Gerstra not to know why he still takes people to the crematorium?

"He's still alive." Amuro couldn't help reminding him.

"I know. Just because he is still alive, I have to take him to the crematorium."

Angstra's voice was clear and pleasant. When he was speaking, he turned to look at him. The round beckoning cat on his clothes was holding a gold coin and smiled naively, but this scene made Anshitou's back go cold. .

It is said that gin doesn't care about human life, so why isn't Angstra in front of him? Taking a living person to the crematorium, such a brutal thing, only the people of the organization can do it.

Amuro Toru followed Angstra without a word, and the two of them, plus a comatose member of the codename, came to the corpse processing room.

There is a strange smell in the room. The body has just been processed here in the morning.

Amuro couldn't help frowning and put down the two suitcases in his hands. Unaffected, Angstra walked straight to one of the crematoriums, opened the door of the furnace, pulled out the trundle bed that was used to house the corpse, threw Jean Fizz on it, and straightened his body. .

He looked left and right, and looked at the handles at the left and right ends of the crematorium for a while, then turned around and asked, "Do you have a rope?"

Toru Amuro knew exactly what he was carrying, and shook his head directly: "I don't have it on me, do you need me to find it for you?"

"No, you help me get some tools." Angstra ordered.

"What tools do you need?"

Amuro forced himself to calm down, he couldn't show too much fear or rejection. If the look of disgust is too obvious, Angstra and the soon-to-be Gin will realize that his identity is different.

"A shovel and a hammer, and a box that can hold the ashes." Angstra explained kindly, "Some of the larger human bones cannot be burnt cleanly in a short time. They have to be broken with a hammer before they can be together. Received in the urn."

"..." Amuro Toru didn't want to know the purpose of the tool at all.

He turned around and left the room, found the staff in the corpse processing room, and asked them for the tools that Angstra asked for.

When Amuro Toru went back with his things, he saw Dai Jili standing at the door with a pale face, as if he was hesitating whether to go in or not.

Seeing him coming, Daijili asked softly, "What on earth did Jean Feishi do?"

"...?"

Amuro Toru didn't expect that the code-named member in front of him didn't know as much as he did, but he quickly realized that the person in front of him just came to Japan yesterday, and it was normal for him to be unclear about what happened here: "Yesterday I went to Angstra Sending things, he said Jean Fitz made counterfeit bills and was still taking drugs."

Hearing his words, Daijili's expression changed instantly. Such an expression fell into Amuro's eyes, which made him feel strange.

Angstra said that the BOSS does not allow members of the organization to take or sell drugs. As a member of the code name, Daijili must also know that there is no need to be so shocked... No, he is not only shocked, but also a little bit afraid?

Amuro is not obvious on the surface, but he thinks of a problem in his heart: the drug problem exists all over the world. Some countries strictly prohibit it. Dare to sell a little bit is the death penalty. However, some countries allow the consumption of some drugs that are not harmful to the human body. France is one of them. , and even legal drug rooms.

He vaguely guessed something. Daijili seemed to realize that he had lost his way again, and his eyes became gloomy. Just when he was about to speak, Angstra came out and interrupted him.

"Have you brought the things? Give them to me." Angstra took the things from Amuro Toru, and turned to look at Daijili, "Your leg... is injured? If you are injured, go to medical treatment. room."

Amuro looked down, and it turned out that Daijili's legs began to tremble uncontrollably after seeing Angstra come out, but Angstra didn't realize that he was afraid, and only thought that he was discussing with him just now. He injured his leg, after all, they all saw how badly he was beaten just now.

Daijili nodded, and when he turned to leave, he glanced at Amuro from an angle that Angstra couldn't see~www.novelbuddy.com~ Amuro felt this malicious gaze, and knew that he had provoked someone big trouble. His heart sank, but he didn't say anything, and went back to the crematorium with Angstra in silence.

Jean Fizz is still in a coma, and the part below his neck has been pushed into the crematorium, and there is currently no fire inside.

Toru Amuro noticed that a strange white rope passed under the trundle bed, got stuck in a groove, and connected the two ends to the handles on both sides of the crematorium. The texture of the rope is very tough, I don't know what material it is.

Such a fixing method allows the trundle bed to be pushed inwards, but cannot be pulled out at all. Even if Jean Faith woke up, there was no way to escape.

Amuro's attention was attracted by another thing. He was still wondering where the rope came from. After seeing Angstra's neck, he immediately understood: his left eye was still covered with a bandage. , but the bandage on the neck was gone, revealing a small patch of skin hidden underneath.

Angstra's pale skin, coupled with wearing a T-shirt with a low collar, made the wound on his neck even more conspicuous.

There are several smoke scars on the right side of his neck, and under that, near the collarbone, is a shocking scar.

The scars were intertwined on his little exposed skin. The scars were too strange, as if someone had cut his skin into countless pieces, and now they were stitched back together.

"..."

Amuro Toru felt that his breathing was temporarily stagnant. He tried his best to control his surprise, but his eyes were still fixed there, and he couldn't take it away at all. If Angstra looked back at this time, he would definitely be able to see his very funny expression.

Just a part of the neck and collarbone, Angstra has so many scars, then under his clothes...