Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Chapter 218: Study Room Fight

In the underground laboratory, the researcher rushed to the newly arrived Nagai Mitsuru in a panic and said, "He regained consciousness early, Lord Bordeaux. Did he receive an injection of tranquilizers?"

"No need, enter the complete awakening procedure." Nagai Mitsuru looked at the biological chamber lying horizontally on the ground, where Gin was lying naked, with several biological link magnetic poles sticking to his temple and the back of his head.

For privacy, I also draped a blanket over my lower body outside the glass cover.

Nagai Hikaru clicked his tongue a few times and touched the glass above the glass cover where Gin's face was. "This design is really Sephiroth."

The researcher who was recording the data at the back was a little confused: "Who is Sephiroth?"

"It's nothing, just a game character." Nagai Mitsuru shook his head and watched as the nutrient solution and other light green liquids in the biological chamber all receded and the glass began to slide open to the right.

Various data on the display screen next to him were jumping violently. Gin's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His green pupils expanded and shrank, and then his vision began to focus.

Nagai Hikaru handed over the bathrobe in his hand: "Brother Zhen, how do you feel?"

"Two weeks of missing memory data." Gin sat up from the warehouse, and several magnetic poles attached to his head and body fell down directly.

Not caring about his naked body, Gin stepped directly out of the biological warehouse, took the bathrobe from Nagai Hikaru's hand, shook it, unfolded it and put it on his body.

"It's not two weeks, it's only four days." Nagai Hikaru said calmly, "Only this week's data has not been entered yet. You woke up ten days early."

Gin pushed back the wet silver hair on his forehead and looked around. The three researchers in the room unconsciously lowered their heads to avoid his sight, and two of them even took a step back in fear.

"It has nothing to do with them." Nagai Hikaru bent down slightly, pulled Gin's bathrobe and tied the belt, "I woke up early because you died."

Gin's expression suddenly turned ugly: "I'm dead? What happened?"

"Remember the World Cup sponsor kidnapping incident?"

In Gin's memory, that happened today. He nodded and said, "You said that there were four days of data that were not received. Is today the first launch day of the maglev train?"

"You blocked a bullet for me to protect me, and then you were shot directly in the heart." Nagai Mitsuru took out a towel and began to wipe Gin's hair.

Gin accepted this reason: "That makes sense."

"I'm sorry, I rashly showed up in a dangerous place and got you into trouble." Nagai Mitsuru admitted his mistake obediently.

"I'm glad you're okay. You're just an experimental subject that was about to be scrapped." Gin looked Nagai Hikaru up and down and confirmed that he was indeed not injured.

The silver hair was no longer dripping with water, and Gin bent down slightly to let Nagai Mitsuru wipe his head with a towel.

After Nagai Hikaru confirmed that it was almost done, he inserted his fingers into Gin's long hair and helped him to straighten it out: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, but that body is a little weaker, and the arm length is different from mine. I'm afraid there will be miscalculations in a fight." Gin tapped his temple and recalled the feeling in the 1634 experiment. "The eyesight is good, but the ability to hold a gun for a long time is not good, and the explosive power is also a little lacking."

"There is no one who can match Jin-nii's physique." Nagai Hikaru smiled and took his arm, then turned to the three researchers and said, "Send the data analysis to me and the boss later."

"Yes, Lord Bordeaux."

Nagai Hikaru nodded and turned to look at Gin: "Let's go."

Gin seemed to remember something: "No, I can't actually compare to Kyogoku Makoto."

"Ah, probably because he doesn't smoke."

Gin sneered: "You really haven't had combat training for a long time. Since I just woke up, let's move around."

"...Brother Zhen, I was wrong."

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There were cicadas chirping at night. There was no light in Beika-cho 2-chome except for the street lamps. Amuro Toru looked up at the full moon emerging from the dark clouds and smiled self-deprecatingly: "When I wanted to go and investigate secretly, you were so bright."

After climbing over the garden gate fence of the Kudo residence, Toru Amuro first looked at the garage. The red Ford Mustang that originally belonged to Subaru Okiya had disappeared, and the garage was empty.

There was already a hint of anger in his heart. Amuro Toru closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, turned around and sneaked into Kudo's house through the garage.

The moment he opened the study door with a pistol, Toru Amuro raised the pistol and pointed it at the people in the room.

Akai Shuichi, who was bandaging the wound on his left arm, raised his head and looked at Amuro Toru calmly: "Are you so irritable every time you come in?"

"…You are injured. It was you who was there today." Amuro Toru gritted his teeth, pointed the gun at Akai Shuichi's forehead, and slowly walked into the study.

"World Expo, I did not let the FBI take the kidnapper away, but gave him to you, the Public Security Bureau." Akai Shuichi lowered his head and bit the bandage on his arm. He pulled the other end of the bandage with his other hand, gently tightened it, then let go and slowly began to tie a knot with one hand.

"You killed him... again?" Amuro Toru couldn't suppress his anger, his finger was about to press the trigger.

"Are you sure it's really him?" Akai Shuichi sighed, put down his arms, sat on the desk, one leg on the ground, and the other leg bent on the table to support his injured left arm.

"You think not?"

"I don't know." Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru looked at each other and tilted their heads slightly. "Did you see the scene? How did you know about this? Did Nagai tell you?"

"It was you who broke his cell phone?" Toru Amuro slowly approached, with the muzzle of the gun almost against Shuichi Akai's forehead.

Akai Shuichi narrowed his eyes: "Didn't he say anything?"

"Tell me the whole story. Otherwise I will shoot you now." Amuro Toru's tremendous anger was almost uncontrollable.

Shuichi Akai had a band-aid on his cheek, which looked a little funny. He ignored the gun against his forehead and slowly lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"I was meeting with a colleague who was sent by the FBI to organize an undercover operation in Nagoya, and he saw me. He chased me and wanted to kill me."

"And you fought back and killed him?"

"It wasn't me who did it." Akai Shuichi exhaled a puff of white smoke, "We fought in the forest for a while, and Nagai appeared on our battlefield. My colleague shot at Nagai, and he rushed forward to block the shot."

"You were the one who got shot in the chest?"

"He's also my colleague. It doesn't matter if he saw me. It's just that the news that I'm not dead was exposed, but he saw my colleague's face." Akai Shuichi held a cigarette between two fingers and tapped the muzzle of the gun pointed at him by Amuro Toru, shaking off the ash.

Instantly, Akai Shuichi threw his head back and fell backwards. A bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, shattering the computer screen on the desk behind him. The sound of gunfire echoed in the study.

Shuichi Akai, who was lying on the table, turned over and took out a pistol, but before he could raise it, it rolled off the desk at a high speed, and two more bullet holes appeared on the table.

"He may not be the Scotland you know!" Akai Shuichi shouted while hiding behind the desk.

"What do you mean?"

"The organization is doing cloning experiments. That might just be a copy of Scotland." Akai Hideichi threw the pistol in his hand, which bounced twice on the ground and fell to the side. "We have a common goal. Attacking each other like this is just internal consumption."

"Clone?" Toru Amuro did not put down the gun.

"Yes, I've seen the video of them cloning humans, although it looked like a failure. But maybe Scotland is a successful case." Behind the table, white smoke was still rising, and the cigarette was still burning.

"Think about it, if it was the original Scotland, would he not come to you after being treated?"

"There could be many reasons, and there's no reason for him to find me after he wakes up." Toru Amuro stared behind the table, holding the pistol horizontally, walking slowly, trying to get behind the table.

At this time, Shuichi Akai suddenly appeared from his side, slapped Amuro Toru's pistol away, and the two of them exchanged five or six moves on the empty floor of the study. When they stopped again, both of them were punched in the face by the other.

The knife in Shuichi Akai's hand was against Toru Amuro's chest, and Toru Amuro's right hand was strangling Shuichi Akai's throat.

Both men fell sideways on the wooden floor, pinning each other down.

"You diverted my attention when you swung the pistol, moved to the side of the desk, and then used the cigarette smoke to deceive me about your location?"

"It looks like I didn't succeed in deceiving you for long." Akai Shuichi smiled, blood seeping out from the bandage on his arm. "I'm sorry, I was injured, so I used a knife. This is not a fair duel."

"Have you seen them clone other people?" Toru Amuro asked slowly, pressing his right thumb on Shuichi Akai's throat.

"Yes, it wasn't Scotland, but I can't tell you who it was."

"why?"

"…Let's consider it the privacy of the person involved." The bandage on Shuichi Akai's face was knocked off by Toru Amuro's fist just now, and the wound caused by the bullet showed signs of bleeding again.

"I don't want to hear your jokes now."

"I'm serious. Do you want to know anything more specific?"

"Did Xiaoguang see the face of the undercover agent?"

"No, he probably only saw me, so I just broke his phone to delay the time for him to call other members of the organization to come over." Akai Shuichi explained patiently, "Actually, I didn't want to hurt him. My colleague wanted to shoot Nagai again."

Toru Amuro exerted force with the fingers that were pinching Akai Shuichi's neck. Akai Shuichi gritted his teeth and the knife in his hand moved forward a little. Toru Amuro's sweatshirt was pierced on his chest and his skin could already feel the coolness of the tip of the knife.

"He's fine, you should have seen it. I just went over to take the Scottish guy's phone and left." Akai Shuichi's throat loosened a little and he no longer felt the pain and suffocation.

"Where's the phone?"

"There is a password, but I haven't had time to find a professional to crack it yet."

Amuro Toru loosened his fingers a little more: "Give me that phone."

Akai Shuichi sighed: "Okay, but let's let go together later, it will be good for both of us."

The two of them took a deep breath together, withdrew their deadly moves against each other, and raised their feet to kick each other in the abdomen at the same time.

Both of them used a lot of strength, and they slid in opposite directions on the floor for a distance to relieve the force.

Akai Shuichi covered his abdomen and laughed: "You are really easy to guess sometimes."

"Give me the phone!" Amuro Toru said gritting his teeth, covering his lower abdomen.

Akai Shuichi took out a black cell phone, put it on the ground, and slid it towards Amuro Toru: "Then you try to unlock the password. If he is really Scotland, you should be able to guess the password based on your relationship."