When she came out of the police station this afternoon, she received a call from Shuichi Akai, who told her about his conversation with Rei Fukutani that morning.

Akai Shuichi started the engine and drove on the road, "I promised to help you and I will not break my promise."

As he spoke, he added, "But he didn't completely believe my deceptive remarks - or, in other words, he almost didn't believe it."

This was the expected result of Furukawa Kumisa. She nodded, "It doesn't matter...it's not important anymore."

Akai Shuichi's tone dropped: "You say such things, which makes me suspect that you are going to die."

Furukawa Kumisa sighed and shook his head, "Shuichi, you don't need to test me. You understand better than anyone that I want to implement this plan in order to live a better life."

Akai Shuichi remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "Let's get some sleep. We still have some time to get there."

Furukawa Kumisa nodded, "Remember to wake me up after half the journey, and I will replace you."

But Akai Shuichi still didn't wake her up. When she woke up, their car was already parked in the forest near their destination.

Furukawa Kumisa rubbed his swollen forehead and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon. There are still twenty minutes left. It's shift change time at the base."

As soon as Akai Shu saw that she was awake, he opened the window a crack and lit a cigarette.

Furukawa Kumisa advised him, "If there are still twenty minutes left, take a break and stop smoking."

But since what happened in the morning, Akai Shuichi's attitude towards her seemed to be back to that time in that life, with some restrained indifference and a bit of indifference.

Seeing that he did not follow his advice, Furukawa Kumisa shook his head and said nothing more, so he sat in the car with him and waited for the time to pass.

She didn't know how much time passed, but she suddenly heard Akai Shuichi speak calmly: "The request you mentioned before."

Furukawa Kumisa was closing his eyes to rest when he suddenly heard him speak and opened his eyes, "Huh?"

"...When you come back, please grant me one request." Akai Shu turned his head and looked at her, "Any request is acceptable?"

Furukawa Kumisa nodded: "As long as I can do it."

Akai Shuichi stared at her eyes and asked: "What if I let you accept my ring?"

Furukawa Kumisa remembered that one night a long time ago, Akai Shuichi hugged her in the car and almost "died" at Gin's hand, and handed her a ring.

She just shook her head slightly and nodded without hesitation, "I do."

After hearing his answer, Akai Shuichi's face showed no emotion or anger. He just turned his head and stopped looking at her.

He silently finished smoking the cigarette in his hand and threw it out of the window.

After a while, he suddenly smiled.

There was something wrong with his laughter. Furukawa Kumisa turned back to look at him: "...Why are you laughing?"

"It's funny that I know your answer, but I still insist on asking." He leaned his seat back and leaned forward, as if he wanted to close his eyes and rest.

Furukawa Kumisa was a little confused: "...but I agreed to your request." Why did he look like he was rejected by her?

"There are only two possibilities for you to agree so simply - the first is that you love me deeply and can nod without hesitation when it comes to major matters such as marriage."

He moved his knitted hat down slightly, covering his closed eyes, "Second, you should regard this marriage as a transaction. I helped you, and this is your return gift to me."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Akai Shuichi's tone, "Are you trying to tell me that the answer is the first one?"

She didn't love him that much, he already knew that.

But Akai Shuichi had to admit that he still underestimated the cruelty of the woman next to him.

Even marriage is a bargaining chip in her eyes.

Sometimes Akai Shuichi also wonders, is she only treating him, or is she treating all of them? Is this her revenge on him? Or...

But after falling into a trance, he would give up the idea.

What’s the point of getting to the bottom of this matter now?

He laughed deeply and said, "Now, I begin to believe that you can come back alive."

——In this game, people without heart will not lose.

Furukawa Kumisa looked at him expressionlessly, looked away silently, and did not answer his words.

After a while, she looked at her watch and said, "It's time, let's go."

In the depths of the lofty mountains and steep cliffs, there is a vast expanse of towering dense forests, with large swathes of tall stems and green leaves blocking the midday sun, making the dense forests dark and cold.

Two figures in military green clothing were walking slowly through the dense forest. Upon closer inspection, they both looked like Westerners, and even their conversations were in English.

"Ah...ah...what a damn weather," the figure on the left sneezed and sniffed, "Didn't it get warmer the past two days? Why is it so cold in the middle of the day?"

"Come on, it's not because you lack exercise," another figure sneered: "Who doesn't know that Mike has to go for morning jogs three days a week, and you can use the excuse of stomachache for three weeks in a row!"

"Okay Shrek, we are on duty in a ghost place like this. Apart from looking at those beasts and people in white coats, we have never encountered any important tasks."

Mike, however, was not at all embarrassed about his behavior of skipping classes. Instead, he said angrily: "If we elite soldiers are raised like this, all good swords will be sharpened sooner or later. It won't matter if we run in the morning or not."

"Elite soldier?" Shrek laughed loudly, "Just you?"

"What did I say wrong?" After being ridiculed so openly, Mike said angrily: "When the boss singled us out, wasn't that..."

But halfway through his words, his eyes widened suddenly and he stopped talking.

"Mike?" Shrek, who was walking in front, noticed something was wrong and turned around suspiciously.

There was a "pop", and just as Shrek turned around, Mike suddenly fell to the ground behind him, blood was pouring from his back, and most of his army green jacket was immediately stained.

"Who!" Shrek was shocked. He suddenly raised his head and looked around, raised the gun in his hand, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

"Come out..." But it was only enough to say two words, and there was another soft "whoosh" sound. After realizing it, Shrek immediately followed in the footsteps of his companions.

Furukawa Kumisa walked out from behind the tree with a gun in hand, looked at the two corpses at his feet, and said, "Elite soldiers? The writing of 'elite' is pronounced as 'cannon fodder', right?"

Akai Shuichi had already squatted down and searched the two corpses, and said: "You know the secrecy of this base. The organization did not even send its own members to guard it, but secretly contacted a group of international mercenaries to serve as guards -

Thanks to this, the FBI has the opportunity to put people inside."

Furukawa Kumisa nodded, and then thought of something, "That undercover agent of yours..."

Akai Shuichi knew what she was worried about and shook his head: "Don't worry."

Furukawa Kumisa was relieved and was about to say something when suddenly, a rustling sound came from the intercom on the corpse.

"Shrek, Shrek, call Shrek."

"If you get it, please answer it, Shrek, if you get it, please answer it," the voice on the intercom continued.

Furukawa Kumisa squatted down, took out the walkie-talkie from Shrek's upper body pocket, and pressed the button: "Roger, this is Shrek."

"The patrol mission is over. Go back to the base quickly. I repeat, today's patrol mission is over. Go back to the base quickly."

"receive."

"Is Mike around? No response to the call."

Furukawa Kumisa smiled crookedly, took the walkie-talkie in his hand farther away, changed the microphone's voice and said: "Microphone here, microphone here, received the order, my walkie-talkie was soaked in water while doing laundry last night and cannot be used.

.”

The person on the other end of the intercom seemed to sneer and repeated: "Go back to the base quickly. Repeat that. Go back to the base quickly."

"Copy that!" Mike replied in a sharp voice.

Although Furukawa Kumisa had explained to him the efficacy of the magical "voice-changing pill", Akai Shuichi was still a little surprised to see such a miraculous voice-changing effect with his own eyes.

He smiled and said, "Now I'm beginning to wonder if Belmod's ability to change voices at will is also used by something like yours."

Furukawa Kumisa shrugged, noncommittal.

She took one last look at the two corpses, made sure that all her belongings had been searched, and then stood up.
Chapter completed!