Chapter 75 Onion Man Amuro is soaked! I am your onion man!

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 75 Onion Man is the best! I am your onion man!

When Amuro returned to Polo Cafe, it was drizzling in Tokyo, and the hazy rain fog poured on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe, softening the vague light from the attic into warm light and shadow.

He suddenly remembered the first night Tang Ze came here.

He was the same, sitting in the driver's seat, looking at the closed attic with his door, brows deep and helpless.

He rushed back to Tokyo from the crowd of horses. Now the night was dark and everything was silent, as if he was coordinating his inner pain.

Amuro took a deep breath, pushed open the door of the cafe and walked to the attic.

The attic door was not locked, so he turned the handle and successfully opened it.

A man in Didan school uniform sat at the desk in the attic with his back towards the door, humming a song softly. The short attic was clean and tidy, illuminated by the ceiling lights, as if everything was as usual.

If it weren't for the man who looked like Tang Ze was wiping and maintaining a sniper rifle, Amuro Toru might have regarded the video that made him desperate as a nightmare.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Tang Ze quickly disassembled the gun in his hand into accessories, placed it on the table one by one, stood up with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Amuro Tsuki: "Hello, you are senior Bourbon, I am Kumer. I'm a first time meeting, please give me some advice."

He spoke a set of honorifics similar to those when Tang Ze first came, which made Amuro's inner hatred even more.

Anmuro's face was gloomy and did not touch his hand. He just hugged his arms and asked, "Let you take the plan to replace Tang Zezhao? Why didn't you notify me, who is the executor of the mission? Are you the one who brought Gin to the mix? Where did he get the authority to stuff people to my subordinates without authorization? Should I give me an explanation?"

Kummel was stunned for a moment, and didn't mind his vicious attitude. He just withdrew his hand and inserted it into his pocket in his school uniform: "Senior, if you have any dissatisfaction with him, it's better to get angry at him directly. I'm just a new little person, but I can't control such things."

"Gin said he could use snipers." Toru Amuro kept his bad attitude and raised his chin gently. "How many yards?"

"600 yards, senior Bourbon."

"What will the fight happen?"

"boxing."

"You can still disguise?"

"Yeah, do you want to try it?"

Kummel adapted well to his aggressive inquiry style, responding honestly and smilingly one by one as if he was answering HR's interview questions.

Amuro looked at this handsome face belonging to Tang Ze, and all the eyes that were shining in his mind were Tang Ze's before his death and his cheeks flowing with blood.

Amuro felt nauseous when the murderer who killed him spoke to him with his face.

Seeing that Toru Amuro did not deny his proposal, Kumer smiled and turned around to the table. There was a multi-layer cosmetic box containing some commonly used cosmetics and weird bottles and jars. It should be the tool he used to disguise.

"Do you want to try it and disguise as I am now? Your skin color is a bit troublesome, and you may have to use powerful concealer products... Just kidding." While fiddling with the box, Kumer said mutteringly, "Just give me a reference picture, I can guarantee that I can make the same face. My disguise skills are much better than my fists and feet. In the future, you... well? Senior?"

While he was talking with his back, Toru Amuro pulled out his gun from his back, opened the security load, and without hesitation, he held the back of the head of the person in front of him.

Kummel's face was innocent, and he opened his hands, and the makeup brush and bottle he grabbed in his hand fell back into the box. Then he raised his hands tactfully to show his harmlessness.

"I don't like others to dirty my place." Amuro's voice was filled with the coldness of Dongxue, "and even less like to use fake faces to look at other people."

The attic is now cleanly processed, let alone the smell of blood, and even a little blood can't be found.

Toru Amuro knew very well what he should do. He should also smile and praise the other party’s superb means of cleaning up the corpse on the scene. From this, to find out where Tang Ze’s body was, he should also embrace the other party’s shoulders affectionately, say some specious tests, and be an excellent intelligence worker.

But he couldn't do it.

Just as he could not show any good looks to Akai Hideichi, when he saw Kumer's appearance, the blood of the victim and the ungod eyes that had always come into his mind.

Even if he packaged them as "Borbon's unstable and irritable" behavior, it could not conceal this essentially an impulse of inscrutability.

He even understood that he just couldn't do it.

Now, at least now, he didn't want to see this man greeting him with a smile on his face. He wanted to tear off this layer of disguise, look directly at the truly hateful face, and look directly at another unforgivable murderer.

So Amuro Tsuki reached out his hand, grabbed Kumer's cheek hard, and pulled it hard-

"It hurts!" Kumer, who was pushed to his head by a pistol, shouted invisibly, raised his hand to cover his side face, which was pulled out by Amuro, "Everyone said it would hurt like this!"

……Um?

Um?!?!

Amuro withdraws his hand blankly and looks down at the gloves.

The fabric on the top is clean and there is no cosmetic powder.

He looked up and looked at Kumer, who was bent down and inhaled because of the pain.

"Where is your disguise?" Amuro Toru heard his shocked and trembling voice, "No, you didn't disguise..."

Tang Ze rubbed his numb face with one hand - Amuro Toru was really desperate, it hurts so much - he ignored the gun pointing straight at him, and turned around with a smile on his face.

"Are you scared? Mr. Amuro."

Amuro blinked, then blinked again, and blinked desperately.

He opened his mouth slightly and lowered his raised gun woodenly.

"You are Tang Ze...you, you are..."

"It's me." Tang Ze no longer spoke in Akichigoro's sweet and greasy style, and returned to his old tone, "I'm not dead, Mr. Amuro. No, I can't call you like this, right?"

At this point, Amuro Tsubaki's brain, which was once again blank, finally began to function normally.

"That video of Kumer and Akichigoro..." If it weren't for this behavior, Tori Amuro would have taken out his phone to play back the attached video in his email, or held Tang Zezai to carefully check his face.

Tang Ze lowered his head and began to laugh, his shoulders shrugging.

"It was filmed with special techniques, just think it's a realistic scene." Tang Ze looked relaxed, pulled out a black camera from his pocket, and shook it in front of Amuro's eyes.

In fact, it was a bit risky to do this, and Tang Ze knew very well.

This risk does not mean that he finally pretended to die from the organization and successfully fell off, but that he could not explain his method to Amuro Toru.

He used means beyond the scope of science to shoot and disguise, and it was even hard to explain where he learned [disguise], [sniper], [fighting].

To be on the safe side, he should continue to hide it from Amuro.

But he couldn't do it.

Anyway, even if he knew that this "Tang Zezhao" was played by "Akichigoro", the qualified undercover would not arrest him for the sake of his impulse. Conan and others had no way of knowing that "Tang Ze changed his person". In fact, Tang Ze, who was essentially not replaced at all, did not have any risk of being discovered by the Red Party as a fake Tang Ze. After all, he was himself who was like a fake.

On the contrary, the showdown to Amuro is an option full of uncertainty.

He would have to tell Amuro Toru his plan - at least part of it, which would be equivalent to revealing his ability to master cognitive science to a greater or lesser extent. No matter how Amuro Toru understood it, his abnormal level of intelligence mastery would definitely be noticed by Amuro Toru.

If you don’t tell him, there will be benefits but no harm, and you will sing, dance and dance.

Tell him that there is no benefit except for the ability to peel the onion skin of Amuro to the end and expose the true body of Jaeguri.

He even understood that he just couldn't do it.

In fact, in the initial plan, he really planned to hide it. As long as he thought, he had more ways to hide it and more ways to make Amuro believe that Tang Ze was already cold and Huihui fell into Tokyo Bay.

But when Tang Ze saw Anmuru sitting in a quiet cinema like a stele forest, looking over with a smile, he saw those dead people appearing in his dreams...

Tang Ze found that he could not let Amuro Tou indifference in intensify the inner rift, and could not let him hate him deeply because of his love for him.

Tang Ze must admit that he could no longer regard Amuro Tomori as a paper man with a different dimension, and could not manipulate his friend's fate without burden like executing game strategies.

This is a real, flesh-and-blood man, an undercover agent with a complicated past, and a friend who has lived with him for a long time.

so……

Tang Ze smiled relievedly.

"Should you tell me your real name, Mr. Public Security?"

This sand sculpture name has been lying in my draft box for a month, and it finally saw the light of day-

The added update will be an interlude of Tang Ze Jieming's plan. Don't worry, you will explain it.

Take advantage of the moment, buy it and leave it. Guess what Tang Ze did?
Chapter completed!