Chapter 75 Onion Man Toru Amuro! I am your onion tearer!
When Toru Amuro returned to Polo Cafe, it was drizzling in Tokyo. The hazy rain and mist splashed on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe, softening the dim light in the attic into warm light and shadow.
He suddenly remembered the first night Tangze came here.
He was the same, sitting in the driver's seat and looking at the attic with the door closed, his brows furrowed and helpless.
He rushed all the way back to Tokyo from Gunma. It was dark now and everything was silent, as if to match the deep pain in his heart.
Toru Amuro took a deep breath, opened the door of the cafe, and walked up to the attic.
The attic door was not locked. He turned the handle and successfully opened it.
A man wearing a Didan school uniform was sitting at the desk in the attic with his back to the door, humming softly. The short attic was clean and tidy, and was brightly illuminated by the overhead light, as if everything was as usual.
If the man who looked like Karasawa wasn't cleaning and maintaining a sniper rifle in his hand, Toru Amuro might have regarded the video that made him despair as just a nightmare.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Karasawa quickly disassembled the gun in his hand into its parts and placed them on the table one by one. He stood up with a smile and extended his hand to Toru Amuro: "Hello, you are Bourbon Senior, I’m Kumel, it’s my first time meeting you, please give me some advice.”
He uttered a similar set of honorifics to Karasawa when he first came, which made Toru Amuro's inner hatred rise even more.
Toru Amuro looked gloomy and did not touch his outstretched hand. He just crossed his arms and asked, "Whose plan was it to ask you to replace Tang Zawazhao? Why didn't you notify the task executor in advance? Me? Are you the one who was transferred from Gin? Where does he have the authority to insert people under my command without permission? Should he give me an explanation?"
Kumel was stunned for a moment and didn't mind him. With a vicious attitude, he just withdrew his hand and put it in the pocket of his school uniform: "Senior, if you have any dissatisfaction with him, it's better to get angry at him directly. I'm just a newbie, so I can't care about this kind of thing. "
"Gin said you can use snipers." Toru Amuro maintained a bad attitude and raised his chin scornfully. "How many yards?"
"600 yards, bourbon senior."
"What about fighting?"
"Boxing."
"Can you still disguise yourself?"
"Hmm, do you want to try it, senior?"< br>
Kumail adapted well to his aggressive questioning style, answering each question honestly and with a smile, as if he were answering HR interview questions.
Toru Amuro looked at this handsome face that belonged to Karasawa, and all that flashed in his mind were Karasawa's dull eyes and blood-stained cheeks before his death.
Having his murderer talk to him with his face like this, Toru Amuro felt sick to his stomach.
Seeing that Toru Amuro did not deny his proposal, Kumail smiled and turned back to the table, where there was a multi-layered cosmetic case containing some commonly used cosmetics and weird bottles and jars. , should be the tool he uses to disguise himself.
"Would you like to try to look like me now? Your skin tone is a bit troublesome, you may need to use a strong concealer product... Just kidding." While fiddling with the box, Kumail While mumbling, "Just give me a reference picture. I guarantee that I can make the exact same face. My disguise skills are much better than my fists and kicks. From now on, you... eh? Senior?" < br>
When he turned his back to speak, Toru Amuro pulled out his gun from his waist, opened the safety and loaded the gun, and without hesitation, he pressed the back of the head of the person in front of him.
With an innocent look on his face, Kumail opened his hands, and the makeup brushes and bottles he held in his hands clattered back into the box, and then he raised his hands knowingly to show that he was harmless.
“I don’t like other people dirtying my place.” Amuro Toru’s voice was as cold as winter snow, “I don’t like to point a fake face at other people’s things.”
Now The attic was very clean, not to mention the smell of blood, not even a trace of blood could be found.
Toru Amuro knew very well what he should do. He should also smile and praise the other party's superb method of cleaning up the scene and disposing of the body, so as to find out the whereabouts of Karasawa's body, and he should also hug the other party affectionately. Shoulder, say some specious temptations, and be an excellent intelligence worker.
But he couldn't do it.
Just like he couldn't put on a good face towards Akai Shuichi, what came to his mind when he saw Kumel's appearance was always the victim's dripping blood and dull eyes.
Even if he packages them as "bourbon's moody and bad-tempered" behavior, he can't hide that this is essentially an imprudent impulse.
He understands that he just can't do it.
Now, at least now, he doesn't want to see this person greeting him with a smile on his face that belongs to Tang Ze. He wants to tear off this disguise and look directly at the truly abominable face, looking directly at another person. An unforgivable murderer.
So Toru Amuro stretched out his hand, grabbed Kumail's cheek, and pulled hard——
"It hurts, it hurts!" Kumel yelled without any image as the pistol was pressed against his head, and he raised his hand to cover the side of his face where Toru Amuro had left a red mark, "I told you this will hurt. !”
…Huh?
Huh? ! ? ! Toru Amuro retracted his hand in confusion and looked down at his gloves.
The fabric on the top is clean, without any cosmetic powder.
He raised his head and looked even more blankly at Kumail, who was bent over due to pain and kept inhaling.
"Where is your disguise?" Toru Amuro heard his shocked and trembling voice, "No, you don't have a disguise..."
Karazawa rubbed his numb face with one hand ——Toru Amuro really tried his best, it hurt so much——Ignoring the gun pointed directly at him, he turned around with a smile on his face.
"Are you scared? Mr. Amuro."
Toru Amuro blinked, then blinked again, blinking desperately.
He opened his mouth slightly and put down the gun he held up.
"You are Karasawa...you, you are..."
"It's me." Karasawa no longer spoke in Akechigoro's sweet style and returned to his usual self. The tone was, "I'm not dead, Mr. Amuro. No, I can't call you that, right?"
At this time, Toru Amuro's brain was once again blank before he finally started to function normally.
"Nakumel and Goro Akechi, that video..." If such a move hadn't seemed stupid, Toru Amuro must have taken out his phone to play back the attached video in his mailbox, or pressed Karasawa Examine his face carefully.
Tang Ze lowered his head and started to laugh, his shoulders shrugging with laughter.
"It was filmed using special techniques, just think of it as a realistic scene." Karasawa looked relaxed, pulled out a black camera from his pocket, and waved it in front of Toru Amuro's eyes.
Actually, there are some risks in doing this, and Tangze knows it very well.
This risk does not mean that the vest that he finally succeeded in feigning death from the organization will fall off, but that he cannot explain his method to Toru Amuro.
He used methods beyond the scope of science to shoot and disguise. It is even unclear where he learned [Disguise], [Sniper] and [Combat].
To be on the safe side, he should continue to hide Tohru Amuro.
But he couldn't do it.
Anyway, even if they knew that this "Karasawa Akira" was played by "Akechi Goro", a qualified undercover agent would not arrest him just for the sake of temporary motivation. Conan and others had no way of knowing that "Karasawa had a different person" The news, and in fact, Tang Ze, who has not been replaced at all, has no risk of being discovered by the red team to be a fake Tang Ze. After all, he is the fake himself.
On the contrary, a showdown with Toru Amuro is an option full of uncertainty.
He will have to tell Toru Amuro his plan - at least part of it, which is equivalent to more or less revealing that he has abilities related to cognitive mythology, no matter how Toru Amuro understands it It, but his abnormal intelligence mastery will definitely be noticed by Toru Amuro.
If you don't tell him, there will be a hundred benefits and no harm, and you can sing and dance.
Tell him that apart from peeling off Toru Amuro's onion skin and exposing Rei Fukiya's true identity, there isn't much benefit.
He understands that he just can't do it.
In fact, in the initial plan, he really planned to hide it. As long as he wanted to, he would find many ways to hide it and many ways to make Toru Amuro believe that Karasawa was already cold and gray. They all fell into Tokyo Bay.
But when Karasawa saw Toru Amuro sitting in a quiet movie theater like a forest of steles, looking at the past with a smile, he saw those dead people haunting his dreams...
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Karasawa found that he really couldn't indifferently let Toru Amuro intensify his inner tear, and he couldn't indifferently let him hate himself deeply because of his love for himself.
Karasawa must admit that he can no longer regard Toru Amuro as a paper man in another dimension, and he can no longer manipulate the fate of his friends without any burden like executing a game strategy.
This is a real person, a flesh-and-blood person, an undercover agent with a complicated past, and a friend who has lived with him for a long time.
So...
Tangze smiled in relief.
"Is it time to tell me your real name, Mr. Public Security Officer?"
This silly name has been lying in my draft box for a month, and it has finally seen the light of day——
The added update will be a narration of Tang Ze's explanation of the plan. Don't worry, I will explain it all
(End of this chapter)