Conan I am Surrounded by Undercover Agents

What should I do to protect you?

What should I do to protect you?

Amuro Toru was trapped in darkness, and nightmares kept reappearing in front of him.

He called Angstra's code name over and over again, and stretched out his hand to the only glass shield on the game cabin that allowed him to see clearly inside.

His fingers pressed against the piece of glass, and the cold and weak touch reminded him of Angstra's farewell to him outside the phone booth. Then in the next second, he was hit by the defense mechanism's electric current, twitching all over and falling to the ground;

Then in the next second, he stood up again and repeated the action just now.

He didn't know how many times he had thrown himself towards the game cabin, nor how many times he had been electrocuted.

Facing the electric current that would make an ordinary person fall down and fall into coma after being shocked once, he could stand up again and again - this is the effect of undercover training in dealing with electric shock torture.

His almost crazy behavior scared everyone. The FBI behind him screamed in shock, "Is he crazy?" They couldn't see the uncontrollable tears on his face.

When Toru Amuro's sluggish brain realized that it was time to find the debugging equipment, the FBI who had seen enough of the drama finally couldn't bear it and pulled him away.

The FBI leader punched him hard on the abdomen and kicked him on the knee. After being shocked so many times that his muscles spasmed, Toru Amuro was unable to escape. He lay limp on the ground and was beaten in an extremely ugly posture.

Tow away.

"Angstra...Angstra...let me go..."

"I want to save him..."

"Let me save him...please..."

"...let me go and save him..."

His pleas were confusing, and in the end all he said was in Japanese.

The FBI people who were watching couldn't understand it at all. They could only see that the originally handsome man in front of them was full of ugliness and that he kept repeating a certain wine code name.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"What are you thinking about? The information sent back said that his life was saved by the boy in the game cabin, so he is very loyal to him."

"Oh, so he's a loyal dog?"

"Letting a loyal dog watch its owner being caught, isn't it more cruel than the CIA's messy torture methods to extract confessions?"

"Don't tell me, the way he is being dragged on the ground does look like a dog! Or a lost dog!!"

Someone kicked him on his legs as he was dragging them along. These trousers were picked out for him by Angostura when he went to France. Toru Amuro watched as there were clear footprints left on them.

"You and your master will be reunited in the interrogation room soon!"

"That boy looks to be in his teens. He has thin skin and tender flesh. I wonder if he can adapt to prison..."

Amuro's English speaking ability was average, but at this moment he understood everything. A look of cruelty flashed through his tear-filled eyes. He turned his head and opened his mouth, biting the man with all his remaining weapons.

wrist!

"Fuck!!! Drag this mad dog away quickly, he is about to bite my flesh!!"

There was a flurry of activity around him, with many hands reaching out to pull his hair, pull his clothes, pry his mouth open, and use various means to force him to loosen his mouth.

Toru Amuro bit harder and harder, and his eyes were red and bloodshot. He suddenly turned his head and used his strength to tear it to the side. This time, no one was holding him down, and he spat the contents in his mouth to the ground.

It was a piece of human flesh that he had bitten off forcefully.

"Ah, I'm so sorry." He showed the same smile as when Angstra apologized, his teeth were bloody, "I stained the floor here."

“Fuck!fuck!!This guy is crazy!!!!”

The FBI agent whose flesh he bit off screamed.

The man who punched Toru Amuro before came forward again and shot Amuro Toru once in both hands and legs without any expression on his face.

Four gunshots. In severe pain, Toru Amuro fell to the ground again.

Seeing that he was subdued and completely incapacitated, the bitten FBI agent stopped crying out in pain. He jumped over and kicked him hard several times. His expression was even more ferocious than the devil on Halloween. He continued to beat him violently.

laugh at.

The detective next to him was afraid that he would be beaten to death and would not be able to get any information, so he came to stop him, but he pushed him away: "Why are you so anxious? Isn't there another one inside?!"

Toru Amuro was beaten so dizzy that he felt his face was kicked. Thinking of the past when Angstra was unconscious on the spot due to injuries to his face, his first reaction was not to protect his vitals, but to cover his damaged body.

face, but he can't move his hands.

At this moment, he heard a cry of surprise.

"The game cabin is open!!"

Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment. He wanted to turn his head and look. But he could no longer do it. He felt his consciousness gradually slipping away.

"Hands up!"

He heard the FBI yelling at his junior boss.

"Where's the bourbon?"

This voice was so calm that it seemed like it was just asking about the weather. It overwhelmed all the noise and reached Toru Amuro's ears.

"Raise your hands! Don't resist needlessly!"

"We're going to shoot!!"

There was no gunshot, only the sound of unhurried footsteps, and Toru Amuro saw a pair of familiar Martin boots stopping next to his face.

"Bourbon, how did you..."

"Angstra!"

When Toru Amuro heard this familiar voice, he raised his head tremblingly and lay down on the ground. This voice seemed to come from the sky.

"I didn't betray you."

He couldn't see Angostela's expression clearly through the tears, and he used his last remaining strength to shout.

"I will never betray you!!!"

…

"Boom..."

"...dong dong..."

"..."

The intermittent sounds coming from outside made Toru Amuro open his eyes again.

Many people would feel headaches after crying, and he was no exception. He was confused for a while before he could see the ceiling clearly. He was startled at first, and then sat up suddenly.

This is a hotel room, not the nightmare game experience hall.

Not only that, he was wearing a set of clean clothes, without any blood stains or signs of being dragged off the floor - no, that's not the point, there were no wounds on his body or face, and he felt no pain at all.

, you must know that he was shot four times and beaten severely!

"Boom!!"

The sound of heavy objects hammering outside the door brought Amuro back to her senses.

The sound was intermittent, but through a door panel, it was still clear and heavy - that person must have used a lot of strength.

There were only two people living here. Toru Amuro instantly realized who had sent the message, and immediately ignored the mystery of the disappearance of the wounds on his body, he opened the door and ran out without even wearing slippers.

The door to the bedroom next door was ajar. He was about to reach out and knock on the door when he suddenly saw a mobile phone falling in front of the door.

Toru Amuro recognized that it was Angstra's thing. He hesitated for a moment, and finally bent down to pick it up.

The screen was on, with the call log on it. Ten minutes ago, Scotland called and the call was answered.

"…………"

Amuro Toru's heart trembled again.

He lowered his eyes and inadvertently brushed his finger across the bottom of the phone screen. The fingerprint under the screen recognized that someone else was holding the phone and immediately jumped to the desktop. Toru Amuro saw the wallpaper on the phone's desktop.

Angstra once used Qian Duoduo's photo as his wallpaper, but after they moved to the villa, he changed the desktop.

Toru Amuro remembers clearly that this was taken the day after they returned from France.

…

"Scotland, Bourbon, let's take pictures after breakfast!"

"Is this...a group photo taken? Right here?"

"Well, right here, I want to take a family photo!"

"Wait a minute, Angstra. If you're going to take a family photo, why don't you ask Belmode or Shirley?"

"Belmod has some... little troubles and is not suitable. As for Shirley... she doesn't like to do it because of some things in the past. I only have a photo of her and me on the desk."

"Why did you come up with the idea of ​​taking a family photo?"

"Because I'm very happy, and I want to record this happiness! I'll see if I can call Zhuxing over. There should be room for me to sit on the sofa. If not, I'll stand behind you. Hold on to Qian Duoduo and Dora. We're going to

Shoot together..."

…

In the end, the family portrait was neither fish nor fowl, with only Angstra smiling from the bottom of her heart.

"Boom!"

The ajar door opened slightly, and Tohru Amuro looked in. The sound was indeed made by Angstra.

The little boss who used to be particularly sensitive to other people's gazes didn't notice his arrival at this time. He stood there with his back to him, as if venting something, and hit the iron railing of the bed hard one after another.

The dull sound was exactly what he made when he hit it with his bare hands.

Truth versus falsehood, that is the funniest joke in the world.

Angostela's mirage-like happiness was finally completely shattered.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

The title of this chapter corresponds to Chapter 369

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