MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 105

—Isn’t it that the items used against others are only ineffective against Shinichi Kudo! ]

The system paused eerily for a while, [now it doesn't work for him either. 】

Qiu Zeyao basically didn't listen to what Amuro said, he wanted to cry without tears, "Then you should have said it earlier! 】

Although he doesn't usually rely on external forces, he can count on them to help at critical moments, but now the chain has fallen off, what an international joke!

Wandering at a time like this?

Amuro couldn't understand, "You..."

Qiu Zeyao twisted the opponent's arm that was holding his neckline, and successfully relieved the opponent's strength. Then he was short to avoid Amuro Toru's grasp, avoiding the obstacles under his feet, twisting his waist and driving his upper body, bending his elbows and hitting hard To the other side's soft abdomen, to force Toru Amuro back, so as to give him a chance to escape.

The original plan failed, so we had to force a breakthrough.

It was the first time for Toru Amuro to have a move with Qiu Zeyao, but the other party seemed to be familiar with his moves, and the reflex response also gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

The two were tossing and turning in a very small area, Qiu Zeyao's own strength was not as good as Amuro Toru.

What's more, he has to bother to cover up his tricks now, so he is not an opponent, but this does not mean that he will lose quickly.

Amuro also realized the difficulty of the situation, even if he must win in the end.

However, hand gestures will inevitably involve the other party's wound, and prolonged entanglement will only further aggravate the injury.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

He straightened the corners of his mouth. When the opponent's next blow came, he didn't dodge or evade. He gave a hard blow to his fragile abdomen. He groaned and grabbed the arm in front of him. Qiu Zeyao was stunned by his actions and reacted. When he came over, his joints had been locked, and there was basically no other movable part except his neck and head.

To avoid the injury and control him, Amuro Toru was very close to him. But at a delicate angle where you won't get hit with the head.

"Is it difficult to accept help from others?" Amuro asked him in a low voice, "Is there only one person in your world?"

In a sense, yes, he is the only one in the world that belongs to him.

Qiu Zeyao lowered his eyes, avoiding the gaze from those eyes, "Only lonely people are strong."

This sentence is really familiar.

Excellent people are mostly proud, and even somewhat conceited. But even Amuro dare not say that he can do anything by himself.

Qiu Zeyao shouldn't have such an extremely conceited character, but he does think from the bottom of his heart that he can do it himself. Even if he is seriously injured and unarmed, he is about to go to an invitation to the enemy's home court.

Why?

What made him so sure?

This style seems a bit familiar. No matter how strong the enemy is or how disadvantaged he is, he is extremely confident that he will succeed.

While thinking, Amuro retorted: "If it's what you said, why did you ask to help Mr. A?"

That's right, Mr. A.

No, it's strictly Montes, the source of that conceited familiarity.

For Qiu Zeyao, it seems that people in the world can be divided into three groups. He himself, Mr. A, and the others will not ask anyone for help.

But no one includes A-kun, and A-kun is the same, Qiu Zeyao's status is special for A-kun, completely different from Amuro Toru, the kind that can deliver everything.

If the story compiled by Mr. A when he was in the hotel is true, then the two of them should not be so intimate in any case. People cannot communicate with each other in their minds. No matter how close lovers are, there is a possibility that they will turn against each other. What's more, the childhood sweethearts who haven't seen each other for many years and even lost their memories.

Qiu Zeyao bit his lower lip, and he was speechless at these words.

He didn't ask for help from Mr. A. He is Mr. A. Does helping himself count as help?

Damn, I really want to refute.

Amuro realized that he was about to fall into a mental deadlock again, he quickly put aside distracting thoughts and focused his attention on the things in front of him.

"Actually, I still have a question, which I didn't ask before." Amuro paused, "About your...death..."

Matsuda Jinping emphasized that he should watch Qiu Ze Yao, presumably thinking that the other party would do the same thing as before.

Although I still look the same as before. But it does give people a subtle feeling, as if the person named Qiu Ze Yao had already been killed when he decided to die, and now there is only a body with a mind standing here. In other words, this person has no will to survive.

"You went to see Kajiura Hayabusa, do you plan to come back alive?"

This Qiu Zeyao was able to answer, and in order to show his sincerity, he even took the initiative to look back at the past: "I won't die there."

This is the real truth.

Amuro held his pulse in his hand, and the other party's eyes did prove that he was not lying, but it was even more strange.

"If that's the case, why did you blow yourself up before?"

Qiu Zeyao said sincerely: "At that time, I didn't consider other people's feelings. If I die, people who care about me will be sad. What Mr. Amuro said makes sense. I am very touched, so now I will not."

After a lot of messing around, he still didn't say why he died.

Amuro Toru was not too surprised, he decided to end the conversation, and if he continued to hold on like this, the other party's wound would continue to bleed without treatment.

Moreover, he still has to free up his hand to give Matsuda a position, and this is not a suitable place for conversation. In short, knock people out first and take them away, and then think about what happens later.

He hit the back of his head with a knife, and with a hum, something shot into the ground against his heel.

It's a gun, loaded.

whose people?

Amuro Toru wrapped around Qiu Zeyao's limp body and slowly turned around.

Standing not far away was an unfamiliar face. The other party held the gun steadily, his muscles were tense, but he had no killing intent.

After all, Amuro was there to visit the patient, and he didn't bring anything with him. Besides, there is still the burden of Qiu Ze Yao who fainted. No match for a man with a gun by any means.

"Your purpose?" he said calmly.

Shooting as a greeting is obviously not a decent person, most likely a person from Kajiura Hayabusa.

"Hand over the white-haired guy and you can go."

"What if I say no?" Amuro tensed his muscles secretly. Since the opponent's target was Qiu Zeyao, he could use Qiu Zeyao as a bargaining chip to get the opponent to throw a rat, and it would not be difficult to deal with that person after getting close.

The uninvited guest narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Do you want to do it?"

He seemed to see through Amuro Toru's intentions, and fired without hesitation at the moment the opponent moved.

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank suddenly, he quickly checked the situation of the young man in his arms, and the shot hit the left side of the back. It may or may not have hit the spleen, the location is somewhat subtle.

The empty cartridge case fell to the ground and made a slight crisp sound, and the other party said: "If you insist on not handing it over, then I can only kill him."

it's true...

No matter how good the opponent's marksmanship is, if he is facing someone who can never be killed, he will be more or less taken into account. But the man's shot was too decisive.

Amuro Toru let Qiu Zeyao lean against the wall, and he covered the person behind him.

"Mr. A?" Although it is an interrogative sentence, the ending has a certain meaning.

The man with the unfamiliar face changed slightly, and although he adjusted extremely quickly, he did not escape Toru Amuro, who had been watching him.

"Don't talk nonsense, kill you and I can take that guy away."

"You can shoot, and I can't help it now, can I?"

A-jun clenched his teeth, and he couldn't figure out how he was exposed anyway. According to Amuro Toru's understanding, his relationship with Qiu Zeyao should be very good, right? Even his current figure is similar to his own. It was completely different, his hands were even bigger, a fist the size of a casserole in the true sense, but he was looking for an image that was completely opposite to himself.

Damn, he knew that he should shoot now, and proved to Amuro that his discoloration just now was just because of doubts, not the shock and guilty conscience that was exposed.

But he couldn't do it.

Behind Amuro Toru, Qiu Zeyao, who should have been unconscious, opened his eyes and stood up silently.

Mr. A opened his mouth to cover his actions, and he maintained a cold voice: "Really? Then you should die."

Amuro had a pain in the back of his neck, and he lost consciousness the next second.

Qiu Zeyao caught his limp body with both hands.

"What should I do?" Mr. A, who had recovered to his original appearance, murmured in a low voice.

Qiu Zeyao stared at his quiet sleeping face: "If the memory is erased, the props won't work on him, right?"

Mr. A has done enough things for Qiu Zeyao, but it's not bad. But the key is that this development is diametrically opposed to Amuro Toru's expectations. He knew this and chose to help.

It stands to reason that Qiu Zeyao is very important to him, but he not only shot people, but also helped Qiu Zeyao go to the Hongmen banquet.

It's such a bad situation to think about.

Sure enough, you still won't admit it?

But the seeds of doubt have been planted, and even if it hasn't blossomed, it will be a matter of time. No matter how powerful he is, he can't kill an idea.

Ahhh, **** it! What are you so smart about!

A-Jun angrily grabbed Toru Amuro's cheeks, causing the man to make all kinds of strange expressions. Of course, it didn't take much effort, the main reason was that the other party would find that his cheek hurts when he wakes up.

Can't we just let him disappear peacefully?

Maybe he was too greedy. Not only do I want to exit the stage without breaking people, but I also want to solve everything.

But none of the people he knew were easy to fool, and it was only natural that he would find his thoughts.

Amuro said to let him accept help from others, and if it was a normal situation, he wouldn't mind doing it.

But for dangerous ones, such as this time, even if he doesn't consider his plan to disappear silently, he will still go on it himself.

It's not that I don't trust other people, it's just that I'm more suitable than them who only have one life.

After all, to him, life is like a Mario game, and to a certain extent, it can be continuously resurrected.

This is not arrogance that can solve everything, just like... I hope that the characters I like in the story will live happily, such a feeling.

A-Jun took Toru Amuro from Qiu Zeyao, who raised his hand and touched his face lightly, looking at the face with scarce pigment from the other side of the field of vision, and slowly smiled.

After tonight, this face will never be seen again.

goodbye…

He bent down, put his lips lightly against the sleeping young man's forehead, took off the duffel jacket, and returned the original.

The dark red gun hole just fell in front of him, like an irregular rose.

Not to mention, this scene can almost play Sleeping Beauty.