Closer...

Chen Xing thought so, and in his calm eyes, the woman's body was completely exposed. He just needed to pull the trigger and the task was completed.

But at this moment, for no reason, his palm was sweating a little.

He didn't know the identity of a woman, but Belmode said she was a traitor of the organization and came here to meet with a gun to make a deal with the members of the organization, and the organization only dealt with the traitors.

However, Chen Xing felt nervous. It was not that he didn't believe Belmode's words. It was because of her that he would have less struggles. Her words made him more determined.

--A person who is in an organization will sooner or later have to perform tasks, including the determination to kill people.

But for some reason, when he was aiming at that woman, Chen Xing's hand trembled.

The throbbing in my heart was far greater than the last time I raised my gun to Arimiya Keiji.

Perhaps it was because I hadn't touched the gun for too long. Chen Xing thought that just like kendo, if you haven't contacted it for a while, you will become unfamiliar.

He took a deep breath.

And in just a few seconds of hesitation, two other figures appeared in the scope.

Gin and vodka, they stood at the door of the warehouse, talking to the woman something.

Chen Xing didn't find any trace of them before.

Soon, the target woman seemed a little excited, as if she was arguing loudly, but he couldn't hear it.

Gin raised the gun, and the woman also held the gun, one sneered and the other was as desperate.

Gunshot,

It was Chenxun who pulled the trigger.

Blood bloomed in front of her eyes, and the shot pierced her heart. The woman was pushed forward by force, and then fell down, and the dazzling red color appeared on the ground.

The apricot-colored sun hat fell on the ground, like a blood-stained flower.

Vodka found something in the woman's pocket and bag, and was a little proud.

Gin looked here, as if she was smiling, and the drifting smoke hid the cold face.

They left, Chen Xing gasped heavily, and the gun was thrown aside, and his chest suddenly became a little stuffy. In fact, he felt uncomfortable when he was about to shoot, and his heart became even more empty after the shot.

With an unprecedented feeling, he didn't know why, but he just leaned against the railing, looking at the burning clouds in the sky, and gasping.

After a while, Chen Xing came to his senses, but he was a little afraid, but he tried to look back, and then he saw a familiar figure rushing into the warehouse on a skateboard that was galloping at high speed.

He was stunned for a moment, and his hand was still sweating, and he grabbed the sniper rifle and looked over with a scope.

Conan lowered his head and looked at the woman on the ground, with sadness, anger, and self-blame.

Chen Xing's head was shocked. Could it be his relative?

But what he saw next made him fall into the abyss.

Conan reached behind the woman's ear and carefully tore off the layer of disguise.

The face of a girl who has a gentle smile and can tolerate everything appears in Chen Xing's eyes little by little.

Extremely pale.

Dong! It seemed as if the heart was being grabbed hard, Chen Xing shook his whole body, his face was bloodless, as if he had lost all his strength and fell to the railing.

She is Miyano Akimi.

At this moment, all the sounds were far away, and tears suddenly came from Chen Xing's eyes.

Before falling into darkness, someone walks towards him in his vision.

...

When I open my eyes again, there is a soft light at home.

Chen Xing lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, motionless.

"I didn't expect that you would faint when you killed someone for the first time." Someone next to you laughed softly.

It should be a familiar laugh, but it is so strange and so harsh at this time.

Chen Xing's eyes moved and he sat up silently.

Belmode was making tea, and when he saw him get up, he was a little surprised, but as soon as he raised his eyes and wanted to say something, he saw his expression at this moment.

It is not the unchanging plainness, nor the indifference and disguise that he has been young, and the most real darkness on his beautiful face that inherited his mother.

Belmode was stunned, his smile gradually calmed down, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and he looked at him like this.

Chen Xing's breathing was a bit abnormal and slow, just like when he was about to draw his sword.

"Because of a woman whose origin is unknown and who has never said a few words, do you want to attack me?" Belmode's voice was very light and a little hoarse. His eyes, which were always charming and always calm, were a little wet.

"It's so amazing. How did she do it? It was Akai Hideichi, but now it's you again." She did not hide the ridicule in her words.

"Why?" Chen Xing looked at her and wanted an answer.

"Because she is a traitor to the organization." Belmode said lightly.

"Why me?"

"If you decide to let you do it before you have to monitor it, do you believe it?" asked Belmode.

Honestly silent.

"Since you don't believe it, what's the use of me saying more?" Belmode mocked himself.

Chen Xing clenched his hands tightly.

Belmode seemed to have not seen it, always staring at him, "You would rather give your trust to a stranger than give it to me..."

"So too." Chen Xing said coldly.

"What?" Belmode was stunned, or she heard it clearly, but was not sure if it was what she was thinking.

"I said, you are also a stranger." Chen Xing said.

Belmode's eyes trembled, then he closed his eyes, and then smiled, with a dull smile in his eyes.

"Yes, that's it." She stood up, feeling extremely angry, unable to tell whether it was a grievance or something. No, she wouldn't have such feelings, but suddenly she had an unexplained colic.

The pain at this moment was far more than the gunshot wound. She thought she could ignore all speculations or rumors, but the words of resentment were like cutting her heart with a knife.

She even pretended to be nothing.

Calm and confident, calm and composed, she is absinthe, Belmode who plays everything in her palm. But why, she has clearly walked to the door and is about to leave, but she still can't help but look back and take a look at the person she has seen since childhood?

"Will you hate me?" She said softly, letting go of her strength, so uncertain, and trying her best to cover it up.

Chen Xing looked at her quietly, all the anger had melted and calmly occupied it again.

He didn't speak.

Belmode tickled, "You might not... like her, right?"

Do you like it? Chen Xing doesn't know, but if it is said that love is the smile that you want to see every day, a beam of light that you want to see every day, then he should like it.

"That's not like." Belmode's words seemed to float from a distance, a little blurred, "just comforting the emotions that he lacks."

Chen Xing's eyes became dark.

Belmode looked at him with some complexity, perhaps he should have paid more attention to him, or perhaps he should have taken him away from the temple.

It turned out that he really lacked emotions, and letting him join the organization was perhaps a very bad decision.

"Cognac, your future code name."
Chapter completed!