Yugu Ling opened his eyes, and the cherry blossoms were dancing in front of him.

Among the scattered pink petals, the school board of the Metropolitan Police Academy gleamed in the sun, and it was clean without a trace of blood.

Many young men and women in police uniforms walked out of the school. They were sunny and confident, and their faces were full of longing for justice and faith. They passed him by, and none of them looked back at him.

Zero Furutani went through the school gate and headed to the hall used by the graduates.

The road from the gate to the synagogue was long, and he met no one along the way. He entered the synagogue, and before he opened the door, he heard a deafening sound from inside.

"I solemnly swear."

"Uphold the Constitution and laws of Japan, obey orders, and give priority to police duties."

"Not to join groups and organizations whose rules must be followed, not to be bound by them, not to be feared by any event, not to be hated by anyone."

"With one's own conscience, perform the duties of the police - impartiality, fairness and justice!"

The sonorous and powerful oath shot straight into the sky, and beneath that was the blood of countless young people.

Jiang Gu Ling's eyes gradually softened.

When he just graduated, he was also one of them. He also raised his palm and made such an oath to Sakura.

He didn't push the door and went in, he turned and left the synagogue. Facing the bright sunshine, he walked towards the largest cherry tree on the campus.

There was a familiar figure standing under the tree.

... Hiro?

Jiang Gu Ling was stunned for a while, but he opened his mouth, but what he shouted was—

"Scotland."

...Yes, it's Scotland, Scotch whisky.

He can't call out Little Real's name, he has to keep this name in his heart, this is for the safety of the two of them, and he is also bourbon now.

——Before that crow-like organization disappeared, Jianggu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang were both non-existent people.

The man in the light blue hooded jacket seemed to freeze, he stood under the cherry blossom tree and didn't give him any response.

Jiang Gu Ling walked to his side and brushed off the petals on his shoulders for him: "Scotland, why are you..."

The man standing in front of him finally turned his head.

Jiang Gu Ling widened his eyes suddenly.

I saw that the beautiful blue eyes were dull, and two lines of blood slid down his face from the corners of his eyes, like two sad tears of blood.

Countless cherry blossom petals fell on the ground, and the stars were splattered with blood.

The cherry tree next to him withered at some point.

"!!!"

Falling Valley Zero woke up.

He stood up abruptly, as if his neck had been stuck for a long time and finally loosened, he sat on the bed gasping for breath, his heart beating violently.

"Buzz..."

The alarm clock on the mobile phone rang, and Gu Ling picked it up to take a look. It was exactly 7:00 in the morning.

By the way, it's 7:00 a.m. Boston time.

Was that just... a nightmare?

Jaegani turned his head to look out the window. It was a typical American-style up-down sliding window, which is more popular in North America, but not many in Japan.

The others are not in Japan, and Fa Xiao is not around - the two of them are even less likely to return to the police academy.

Jiang Guling wiped his forehead, his hands were sweaty, and his cold sweat was all over them.

He began to be thankful that Angstra had booked the presidential suite of a high-end hotel. The suite had two bedrooms, one big and one small, so he wouldn't find himself different...

……

"Thank you, here's your tip."

The delivery man came in with the cart and put two American breakfasts on the table. Angstra gave him a tip and politely thanked him.

"Thank you, sir. Have a nice trip."

Rei Furugu watched the food delivery man in black leave, picked up his fork and started to eat.

After having that nightmare, he couldn't go back to sleep, but he didn't call Zhufu Jingguang far away in Japan to confirm his situation. They are not children or superstitious people, so they don't have to rush to make sure each other is safe if they have a nightmare.

...But Hiro's eyes do need to be paid attention to. He was originally trained as a sniper. Even if Angstra wanted him to be a safe logistician and stop using guns, this important skill should not be lost.

Drug research is not that simple. It is unscientific to expect public security experts to fast-forward the process for a few days and come up with finished products. The possibility of speaking to Angstra is even higher... But Hiro himself is unwilling...

Jiang Gu Ling was absent-minded and cut the fried bacon on the plate into pieces.

Angstra, who was sitting across from him, also picked up a knife and fork, and his movements were much more natural than those in the valley.

"Do you have any place you want to go today?"

Hearing Angstra's voice, Amuro was refreshed.

The first test time of the Syndora Company game is at 10 am the day after tomorrow, so today their schedule is completely arranged by themselves.

He didn't know how many days they would stay in the United States this time, let alone... how long he could come out this time.

So he didn't expect to be able to go to various attractions with Angstra after getting the code name like the last trip to France, and leave good memories there, leaving a photo of the two of them for collection in the album. He can only go to a few more important places that leave more footprints of Angstra, and take a look there.

"I want to go to your old university to take a class." Gu Ling said.

Some universities allow outsiders to audit public classes. As one of the world's top universities, MIT wants to see how it is different from Japanese universities.

"What class?" Angstra asked curiously.

Amuro searched the university curriculum last night, and this afternoon there was a mental illness course on dissociative disorder, and he wanted to listen to it.

"A law class in the morning." Gu Ling replied.

This law class will talk about the biggest medical scandal in the United States and the follow-up trial and compensation work~lightnovelpub.net~ He heard about it when he was in Japan, but he wanted to hear how the United States viewed this incident.

"Will you go together?" Amuro looked at his little boss.

But in his extremely expectant, even slightly pleading eyes, Angstra shook his head.

"I'm not going, I have to go to the cemetery today."

After swallowing the scrambled eggs in his mouth, Angstra seemed to expect what the subordinate in front of him would say, and he interrupted Amuro Toru who was about to speak: "Bourbon, you don't have to accompany me there - we Act separately today."

"……why?"

Amuro's voice was so dry that it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat. A certain part of his heart was rapidly collapsing, and he felt scared.

"what why?"

Angstra didn't look up. He lowered his head and played with his heart, and even poked the beans on the plate with a fork.

"I'm here to visit my past neighbor and help him clean his tombstone. It has nothing to do with you... Even the best-loving boss and subordinates don't need to stick together all the time."

The next second, Angstra poked crookedly, and the sound of fork and plate rubbing sounded, which was especially harsh in this quiet space.

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