The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

The ownership of the island is vested in Saito Riku's name. However, the fact is that Saito Riku had died in an accident twenty years ago.

But his identity information has never been cancelled - that is to say, Saito Riku is still alive in the legal sense.

The island was of no use after his death.

No one has noticed, and when the organization turned its attention to this place, it was just an accident that happened 20 years ago. No other records have been checked, and they have been cleaned up very cleanly.

Not long ago, Japan suddenly became popular among the major gangs of a new type of drug, Black Water, as an organization that basically controls the Japanese underground world, but it doesn't know anything about it. After analyzing its components, there were unexpected and surprising discoveries.

Some of its ingredients are nearly 80% similar to the moonlight that had been the focus of the research institute before the Miyano couple joined the organization to research the silver bullet more than 20 years ago.

The original Moonlight was developed as an elixir of life. The original idea of ​​the people who studied it was to let cells break through the limit of the number of divisions, and through continuous regeneration and differentiation, the human body would always be at its peak.

However, it is difficult to achieve the expected results in actual operation. Cells are always more willing to develop in the direction of cancer cells, constantly dividing, dividing, but not differentiating. They make the organisms used for experiments become deformed and then die.

Finally after a long time, they overcame this problem. But a new problem has arisen. Drugs cause cells to divide and then differentiate for a period of time. Old cells are replaced by new ones. Once the process starts, it cannot be stopped. This is a problem of energy consumption - and the side effects of drugs. .

Nerve cells are also constantly replaced, and the synapses that store memories cannot survive for long.

Therefore, people will be like a blank U disk that is constantly being refreshed, completely losing the existence of self.

Only the body can achieve immortality.

And if the drug is not injected again before the end of the action time, the person will not die immediately, but the death will come earlier than originally.

The oldest of the subjects used for observation was no more than thirty years old at the time of death. Strangely, their appearance did not age at all during this period, and they were still the same as when they were injected with drugs when they died.

And what is called black water, the 20% difference from moonlight makes its effect partially changed, which can be described as improvement.

But they don't have much, and they end up with fewer samples, which are not enough to analyze more.

The seller of Blackwater also only sold a few batches of goods. When the organization noticed it, there was no trace for some reason, and the organization that bought the goods also sold the goods early.

After the incident was reported, the organization believed that someone would study the leak of information, and while investigating the traitors strictly, they would send someone to track down the source of the black water.

He could have let go after he handed over the information. But in the end, he chose to follow him to the end and took over the job with Mr. A.

The only way of transportation to and from the island is a specific helicopter. Any flying object approaching the island can be seen at a glance, and the boat must bypass a large reef and dangerous shoal, which is risky and slow.

It is difficult to land on the island without disturbing the snakes, and when he was distressed, Toru Amuro learned about the party.

You can enter the island with a token, a total of 17 pieces, each token allows two people to participate in the so-called new product launch.

The opportunity came so coincidentally that one almost doubted that it was intentional. And the sudden disappearance of the seller for a period of time also feels wrong.

He recalled his memory carefully, and could only remember that Mr. A was in action with another member, without weapons or support. In the end, only one person was left alive on the island. In this way, the armed forces above do not seem to be much.

After thinking about it, Amuro still seized this opportunity.

There is a European-style castle in the center of the island, which was designed by Mr. Saito Luk when his wife was alive, and built with great effort. The surrounding trees and flowers are very particular, and they have been ignored for many years. Beauty, but adds a bit of natural wildness.

The blond deacon thoughtfully brushed aside the branches that stretched wantonly for his young master, and his voice was elegant and gentle: "Please be careful."

Wow, no matter how many times I still can't get used to it.

Young master, that is, Mr. A, thought silently.

He secretly raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Toru Amuro, who was half a step behind him. The other side's soft blond hair was fixed in half with hairspray, exposing one side of his forehead, which made him look like he had finally reached the stage of college graduation. The guidance of a deacon can easily give people a positive impression that fits a deacon.

Mr. Deacon, who had been in office for less than a day, asked softly, "Do you want me to carry you, young master?"

Mr. A: …

"As a guest, it would be too rude to do so."

"Your body comes first." Mr. Deacon looked worried. After all, his setting was to be raised in England because of his health since he was a child, and he was a sick and weak young master who only recently returned to Japan.

I have to say that his slender figure really fits the character, and unexpectedly has an advantage in reducing people's vigilance.

"I'm very sorry, and please forgive my rudeness. The young master's health has always been poor, and I'm afraid I can't bear the long distance walk..."

The steward who received them understood: "You two can wait for a while, I'll call a car over here."

The deacon thanked: "Excuse me."

People who come to this island have different identities. In fact, as long as you buy a sufficient quantity of goods from them at one time, you can get a token.

Very sloppy and casual.

But the profit of this kind of goods is too high, even the person in charge of the big organization can not be moved.

This time, the latest products will be displayed and sold at the party, which is said to be an upgraded version of the previous Blackwater.

Under the temptation of money, each organization sent cadres or heirs who were training, and some small organizations came in person by the president.

For example, Chang Chuan and his son.

The Wuqiao Club, which Jun A's fake identity is attached to, is under the control of the organization, and there is indeed a young master who has been in the UK all the time.

All of their goods were imported, most of them from Afghanistan. Without the upper-level indication, the leaders of the Wuqiao Association did not dare to purchase goods from other places. Therefore, it is necessary for the two of them to obtain the token from elsewhere.

The organization obviously won't let go of the drug business. But the creed of the organization is to keep confidentiality first, so production and sales are assigned to various scattered gangs under their hands. Even if they are caught by the anti-narcotics department, they will not be able to find out the organization behind them.

Even so, it is not uncommon for cadres to act against yin and yin. Mr. A has also dealt with one, to kill chickens and warn monkeys. Rum's people dug that guy's entire business chain upside down, swallowing most of the benefits, leaving the rest. The dirty work of killing people and killing mouths is basically handed over to Jinjiu.

It was at this time that Rum felt that the existence of gin was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Tatsuya Nishikawa, the cadre of the Kyushu Changdou Group, has almost single-handedly mastered the entire drug business in Kyushu Island. He has countless dark lines, and several well-known chain bars are their sales points. If the rest of the organizations want to stay in Kyushu, they must accept their conditions.

He was sitting on the soft leather sofa, surrounded by a crowd to please him, all of whom wanted to catch up with the Long Dou group.

Under the high dome of the European-style building, people who come to the party can easily find their own social circle, which is basically linked to the region. The big people are leisurely and enjoying themselves. Bathed in light.

Well-dressed waiters shuttled through it, replenishing drinks for everyone who was pushing glasses.

If you don't consider the identities of this group of people, just look at their decent clothes, and they are in a beautiful and magnificent palace, you may mistakenly think that this is some kind of aristocratic reception.

The environment, drinks, service, everything can't go wrong, except for the people who invited them to come. If you ask the waiter who passed the wine, you will only get an answer that please wait for a while.

Xi Chuan sipped the last sip of wine in the cup, narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand: "Who is that guy?"

Everyone followed to see that it was a slightly unique pair even in this kind of place, a teenage young master and his foreign blond deacon.

The cloud curtain of the sky was blown away by the wind, and the winter sun was like a gauze cage, passing through the wide open hall door, and drawing a clear line of light and shadow on the smooth floor tiles.

Light rubbed the boy's heel and arrived.

The light of the dome chandelier was annihilated in the lead-grey eyes under his black hair, leaving a boundless darkness, and their eyes gathered on him uncontrollably, like looking at the sea with storms hidden in the dark, their intuition made Warning - Danger.

They are all shady guys in the shadows. They are no strangers to the temperament of teenagers. They are villains who are outside the law and profit from blood.

It's just that the other party's age is too young.

Still unseen faces.

Xichuan put down the wine glass casually, and has already swept his memory again: "Have you never heard of such a child?"

Now that he is over forty years old, Mr. A is really no different from a child in his eyes.

"Not in Kyushu, it should be somewhere else." Okinawa said graciously, "Why don't I go and ask you?"

While speaking, the boy had already walked inside. He did not join any group, but quietly observed the surroundings.

The buttons of the well-cut dark blue suit are neatly tied, the waist line is unmistakable, and the neckline is carefully tied with a thin ribbon, which makes him not as serious and formal as others, but more delicate and expensive.

The young man took the wine that the deacon got from the waiter, raised his eyes to look at his faithful servant, his eyes were completely exposed to the light, and the darkness with nowhere to hide was driven away.

He could be called slender fingers cramming the body of the cup, and the blue veins were faintly visible under the skin. The ruby-colored wine swayed gently, and the color was close to blood in the soft light.

Nishikawa's gaze stopped for a moment at the tall slender young man in an English-style deacon suit, then fell back on Mr. A, circling in several places intentionally or unintentionally.

"No, I'll ask myself."

A Junzheng communicated with Amuroto softly.

"There are all guests here. It seems that the owner of the island doesn't pay much attention to this party."

In terms of etiquette, the other party has almost written contempt and contempt on their faces, and these people can still be so calm, which is enough to show how profitable the host's goods are.

But the bigger reason is that they are too weak to provoke the local snakes here.

Amuro hummed, and when he was about to exit, he changed the content when he noticed that Nishikawa was approaching, with a decent smile and concern: "The road on the island is bumpy, even riding a car is not very comfortable, the journey is really hard, I will take you there. Take a rest."

"If you don't mind, come and sit with me for a while." Nishikawa interjected very naturally, keeping his eyes on Mr. A, the friendliness inside like bubbles floating on the surface, "I'm Tatsuya Nishikawa, I can make friends with you. ?"

He stretched out his hand to Mr. A.

I was thinking about it just now, these guests are all gathered together, ready to find an opportunity to blend in, but I didn't expect that they would be delivered to the door before they took action.

A-jun evoked a half-truth and half-false smile, and shook hands with Xi Chuan. The original plan was to part with one touch, but he didn't want the other party to directly hold his, and shook it twice before separating.

"I'm... Wuqiaohui, Sen Xinshe, Mr. Nishikawa can call me Ciel, this is my deacon, Sebas."

Mr. A paused for a while, then picked it up naturally, and finally told the story that no one understood except himself.

Forgive his first reaction when he heard the young master and the deacon.

Amuro Toru bowed slightly with the introduction of Jun A, but a cold light flashed across his eyes.

It was impossible for him, who had been staring at the boy, not to notice Nishikawa's small movements, even if his thumb rubbing the back of A-Jun's hand was not conspicuous when shaking.