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A group of people exchanged what they had heard or knew about the Miyamoto Group's investments, and then exclaimed one after another.

Although the investment information disclosed by the Miyamoto Group to the outside world is not much, it is definitely not small.

Just the investments in minerals, energy investments, and rare metals from other countries that everyone knows about...

Let people know that this is a behemoth with assets all over the world.

Although there is very little investment, every project invested in has never failed.

Silver Bullet Detective Agency.

"Speaking of which, let's go to Gunma Prefecture in a few days." Hideki Morohoshi said suddenly while lying on the sofa reading a book.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Gunma County?" Takizawa Susumu was also a little curious.

"Because the Red *** festival is about to begin. Didn't Kikukawa say that before?" Hideki Morohoshi raised his eyebrows.

"Red ***...it's the fire festival. It's indeed this time." Kikukawa Seiichiro also remembered.

"November 10th is the date of the Red Blood Festival." He said.

"Then let's go a day early. I haven't seen what the village festival is like. I don't know if I want to dance..." Jiang Shouhang said with a smile in anticipation.

They often go to large celebrations and the like.

Those in small villages are indeed visited less often.

"November 10th...when is it?" Miyamoto Aito's eyes were blank.

"This Sunday." Hideki Morohoshi replied.

"...That's it." Aito nodded.

But isn’t today June?

Is it November on Sunday?

Miyamoto Aito is a very adaptable person who can accept any environment and get used to it quickly.

But...he couldn't get used to this irregular time.

"Don't worry, we know you can't tell the time, we will inform you when the time comes." Takizawa Shinya patted Aito's shoulder as if he was a good brother, and said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Aito nodded.

The five people staying in the office are no longer waiting for the client to come to the door, but simply to pass the time with nowhere to go.

I didn’t want to go home so early and didn’t have any cases, so I had no choice but to stay in the office and communicate with each other.

Don't go home until after eight o'clock.

Aito did not go home, but came to the base where Toru Amuro was being held.

After entering the punishment room, I saw a man with long silver hair sitting in a corner smoking a cigarette.

Vodka stood aside, saying nothing, like a silent guardian spirit.

"Suzi said you were too gentle." The man with long silver hair opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes filled with indifference, like drops of frozen blood.

"..." The white-haired boy lowered his head and said nothing, as if he acquiesced to this statement.

Toru Amuro frowned.

"Do you expect a twelve-year-old brat to beat me to death? Gin?" His voice was a little hoarse, but his provocative and sarcastic attitude remained the same.

"Beat you to death? You overestimate yourself. This is just a punishment. By the way, I'll give Avicril a lesson on how to become ruthless. You are a teaching tool." Gin sneered twice and said indifferently...

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He put the cigarette in the ashtray holding the vodka, sat aside, and looked at the blond figure calmly.

One was hanging with scars, and the other was sitting there, neatly dressed and wrapped tightly in a coat.

Gin's eyes also seemed to be looking down at Toru Amuro from a high position, or like he was looking at some boring ornament.

The hung Toru Amuro was obviously taller, but he still looked like a being being looked down upon.

The blond man opened his obscure blue-gray eyes, which were still unruly and full of vitality.

"Go, Ivy." Gin let the silver-white snake come out of his sleeve, crawled all the way to his shoulder, straightened up and looked at this

screen.

The white-haired boy once again transformed into a judge, or rather... an executioner.

The intensity this time was such that Toru Amuro couldn't help but close his eyes, and it also made Gin feel satisfied.

"Well done, Ivy." Toru Amuro opened his eyes and saw the white-haired boy standing in front of Gin, meekly lowering his head and letting Gin caress his hair.

But Gin's face was careless, as if he was just stroking a puppy.

Toru Amuro hates the feeling of being powerless and hates himself being powerless.

Of course, he also hated the person who caused him to become powerless.

At this moment, Gin was clearly regarded by him as the culprit.

Sooner or later...

He will kill Gin.

Amuro Toru lowered his eyes.

"The punishment will end in three days, right?" The blond man raised his head and asked.

"Brother Bourbon." Aito discovered the difference between the two.

"It's bad luck if your body is damaged." Bourbon couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the body that would be his own in the future.

He doesn't want to use his tattered body.

"Your body will be fine," Aito said immediately.

"Bourbon." Gin looked at the other party.

Something is different.

He was keenly aware of this.

That kind of look, dark and dirty, like a sewer that will never see the light of day, is something Jiang Guling can't fake at any cost.

Real, the eyes of a creature in the dark.

"I have no objection to you training him, but don't damage his body... I'm still waiting to take over." As if he was used to such punishment, the blond man said with a calm smile.

"Dissociative Identity Disorder." Gin narrowed his eyes and spoke with certainty.

It is also called split personality or multiple personality.

Undercover people are inherently prone to this disease, especially guys who have been undercover for many years.

And the methods he taught Ai Vikriel during this period could easily cause mental problems for the undercover agent.

Responsibility and morality, emotion and reason, always doing things that you know you shouldn't do, but you can succeed, such problems will arise.

Extreme division.

He did it on purpose.

Therefore, Gin had already expected that the other party would encounter this situation.

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"It can be said that I know his existence, but he does not know my existence. Do you want to help me? Erase his personality and help me completely control this body?" Bourbon didn't care and was minding his own business.

Said….

"What kind of help do you want?" Gin didn't mock, just asked coldly.

Although his coldness has the effect of contempt and ridicule.

"I can't get rid of him directly, I can only invade him bit by bit. And now, I have almost integrated most of his parts, except for a small core." Bourbon's eyes were a little mocking.

"This person, Fang Gu Ling, has lived his life as a dog of the police. He has nothing and only lives for the police, or the country, because all his other ties have disappeared and only this one is left..." He raised his lips.

Smiling, as if the answer was wrong and the meaning was unclear.

"You want him to lose his last bond, to be abandoned by the country, to shake his so-called core, and to swallow him completely." Gin easily understood what his answer was, and spoke calmly.

"What do you think? Ivey." He looked at the boy beside him.

Aito looked at Gin's calm eyes and then at Bourbon's smiling eyes, with a soft smile on his face.

"I think this method is very good." He said.

Brother Bourbon devours Brother Tou.

When two souls merge together, it means that neither one has disappeared.

All that is left is the complete family.

"Right." The smile on the blond man's face became more obvious when he saw this.

A person who has nothing and loses his purpose is just a walking zombie.

It is undoubtedly extremely easy to occupy the body of a walking corpse.

He expected that when Toru Amuro lost everything, that would be the time when he would regain his freedom.

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