The sound of a "click" gun being loaded instantly echoed all around, and all the people in black suits took out their guns and pointed them at the blond young man.

Belmode said "Oh haha" in his heart, confirming that the batch of arms was indeed in the hands of Tōtōkai, and at the same time thinking about how to save Tohru Amuro if something happened.

It is said that Toru Amuro's skills are far superior to those of ordinary intelligence officers, but it is impossible for him alone to deal with such a group of people armed with high-end guns.

"Oh, this won't be fun, leader." Toru Amuro reluctantly raised his hands in surrender, "I don't think we need to go to this point, right? Wasn't it quite pleasant to cooperate before?"

"I don't want to get to this point, but young people today are really easy to be young and arrogant and don't take the elderly seriously, so I can only intimidate them a little." The old man laughed, "Just like disobedient children.

It takes a little teaching to understand the parents’ good intentions, so that they can become better behaved in the future.”

Amuro Toru's displeasure was revealed from his brows and eyes, but he finally compromised.

This is not an impulsive person.

Belmode scored again in his mind. After all, there are many impulsive fools in the organization, and there is a shortage of people like this who are crazy but have brains and calmness.

After the matter here was settled, the waiter began to serve the food.

The two of them ate, drank and chatted in a harmonious atmosphere as if nothing had happened just now, thinking about the bright future together. Some of the thoughts Toru Amuro sometimes said casually would make the old man's eyes light up, and the look in his eyes became even more intense.

So after eating, the old man took the blond young man to the sky garden over there to watch the night view.

Yokohama at night has a more dangerous atmosphere than during the day, hidden under the bustling neon lights.

Although it is spring now, the air is still very cold.

The old man obviously couldn't stand on the highest observation deck in the country all the time to enjoy the prosperous night view of Yokohama below. In addition, the amount of exercise today was already exceeded. Belmode was not surprised that his cough would cause a commotion among the people around him.

"Dr. Fujii!"

Belmode came forward with the medical kit.

The old man who finally recovered was wrapped in a thick coat and turned around with an ugly face to go back.

After Belmode packed up the medical kit, she looked up and met Toru Amuro, who had been sizing her up just now.

There was a faint curiosity and research in his eyes about the person he met for the first time. He was probably thinking about the relationship between Dr. Fujii and the leader of the Dongtang Society.

Under the moonlit night, in the highest sky garden in Yokohama, a handsome young man with blond hair and dark skin smiled and extended his hand to the doctor who stood up.

"Hello, this is the first time we meet. My name is Toru Amuro." He said.

Belmode also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, this is the first time we meet, I am——"

The old man turned around in surprise: "What a first meeting? Now there is nothing to be afraid of. There is no need to hide what we have seen before, right?"

Belmod's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils swayed slightly, as if a basin of chilly ice water had been poured from head to toe in an instant.

Just for a moment, she clearly saw the smile on the corner of the blond young man opposite her slowly deepening, and his purple-gray eyes with a cold metallic texture were so sharp and thoughtful that he could almost peel away her skin and see through her skeleton.

"Of course, I mean, this is our first formal meeting, right? Dr. Fujii." The handsome young man with blond hair and dark skin smiled and held her hand and shook it up and down, with a low smile.

The voice deliberately lengthened the last name.

Belmod took back the hand he was holding, pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "Yes, Amuro-kun."

The pen pinned to the chest of the bespectacled doctor's white coat reflected the cold light.

The man's cold and cold voice suddenly came from the small headphones hidden in his ears under his disguise.

"He discovered that there was something wrong with your identity." Gin said, "To react so quickly, he might even know that the organization wanted arms and the Thousand Faced Witch. But he didn't expose it. He probably wanted to break through and escape from you, or

Maybe he wants to join the organization directly... This guy is very courageous and his strength is really good."

After finishing speaking, Gin sneered, not sure whether it was ridicule or satisfaction.
Chapter completed!