Chapter 219 In Principle Not Possible

After hanging up the phone, Nobuhiro remained leaning on the driver's seat and looking straight ahead for a long time.

It's not that he's worried about his future. Anyway, that will have to wait until the black organization is eliminated. And with Conan, the absolute central figure of the Red Team, Nobuhishi believed that not only him, but all members of the Red Team would be fine.

This can probably be regarded as the will of the world!

The neon lights outside the window dazzled the sleeping Silla through his eyelids. He struggled to sit up and noticed the figure in front of him while his eyes were still blurry.

"Mezcal?" he called uncertainly.

"You're awake." Nobuhiro handed over a bottle of mineral water, "What's going on?"

Silla thanked him, but after drinking half a bottle of water, he still didn't answer.

Nobuhiro just looked at him and waited quietly.

"I...I am because..."

Before the words were spoken, Silla’s eye circles instantly turned red, and the mineral water bottle clenched in her palms made a squeaking sound.

After a while, Silla took a deep breath and finally calmed down the ups and downs in her heart: "I learned about Irina's affairs, and I felt very confused, so I came here..."

Nobuhiro's expression seemed calm and indifferent, but in fact he was just not good at comforting others. What's more, there is no room for comfort in such a thing when a beloved woman dies because of the organization.

What qualifications does he, a man codenamed Mescal, have to comfort Sirah?

…

Nobufan had never seen a man like Silla cry before, and he didn't expect to cry like a child.

He didn't say any words of comfort, and those words would only seem more pale and feeble at this moment.

Nobushige just handed him a bound document: "This is that person's information. If you want to do anything, remember to deal with it."

Before coming here to find Silla, Nobushige used his authority to find all the information on the organization members who killed Irina on the organization's website.

"This is?" Silla's red and dim eyes focused the moment he saw the document. He took the document tremblingly, "This is the one who killed Irina..."

Nobushige nodded lightly, backed the car out of the alley, and drove towards the bustling urban area of ​​Tokyo.

Veins popped out in Silla’s hand holding the document, and she said hoarsely: “Can I…can I really do this?”

"In principle, it's not possible." Xinfan met Silla's gaze calmly and said softly, "But your importance to the organization is much higher than that person. Even if you are discovered by the superiors, you will not be punished for it. And you can definitely do it. It needs to be clean and don’t follow the truth.”

Silla's eyes flickered, and there was sarcasm in her tone, but more of it was self-deprecating: "Again, for the organization, can human lives be listed on paper according to their importance? As long as it is not important, You can completely ignore it, and even destroy it as easily as you treat ants??"

Nobuhiro was not angry, and just asked: "Don't you want to avenge Irina?"

"I do! Of course I do! I can't even dream of it!" Silla gritted her teeth angrily, "But no matter what you asked me to do or Irina, the essence is the indifference of the organization, right? What if..."

Silla's breathing became more and more rapid, and all the muscles in his body began to tremble due to the violent emotional fluctuations: "Mescal, if the mission of the organization is to kill Irina, you will not hesitate to kill her. ,Right?!"

You will also attack her without hesitation——

Nobushige calmly drove his sports car on the spacious elevated highway in Tokyo, as if the question he just asked was as ordinary as "Have you eaten?"

He didn't have any rebuttal, and he didn't even want to explain. He just asked naturally: "You have been in the organization for so many years, haven't you realized it?"

"Enlightenment?" Silla laughed in disbelief, "What is this enlightenment?! You guys have been numb for a long time, right? Can you still get pleasure from killing people?!"

Xinfan's eyes, which had always been calm, suddenly became sharp after these words. He glanced at Silla, his voice became several degrees colder, and even the air in the car seemed to be stagnant.

"If you can't accept the way the organization is doing things, then you shouldn't be Silas in the first place."

"Didn't you give me my code name? Aren't you the one who saved me from the test bench and then unceremoniously pushed me into the abyss?"

"..."

…

The air froze for at least two seconds because of these words. Silla's face turned pale when the words were spoken. He bit his lips tightly, obviously realizing that he had said the wrong thing.

In the weird silence, Silla suddenly reached out and pulled the handle of the car door: "I want to get out of the car."

Nobuhiro was startled by his rough behavior and quickly slowed down and parked the Maserati next to the highway.

Silla opened the car door the moment he unlocked it and prepared to get out of the car.

"Silla." Xinfan called coldly, "Do you know what your current actions mean?"

Silla's body paused slightly, but soon stood on the roadside without hesitation.

"Mezcal." Silla looked back at Nobuhiro with unwavering eyes, "I was indebted to you for taking care of me before, but now, I have decided on the next path."

Obviously this place is located between two commercial districts, with no village in front of it or any shops in the back. It is only a kilometer or two away from the nearest elevated exit, but Xila still walked forward without hesitation.

Nobuhiro looked at his determined back and sighed helplessly.

He anticipated many scenarios and hesitated for a long time on whether to "abet" Silla to take revenge, but he never expected that Silla would be so excited.

He doesn't look like a codename member who has been immersed in the organization for many years.

Still too naive.

If it were any other member who picked him up today, Silla would probably be a corpse now.

But then again, maybe it was because he was facing Mescal that Silla was so excited.

The mobile phone in Nobushige's pocket was still glowing slightly. After saving the recording, he dialed Yuya Kazami's number: "Hello, Kazami-kun. I'm on Highway No. 7 in Cupido Town, heading towards Miwa Town. .Come directly to me."

"Okay." Kazami Yuya replied, "I'm nearby and will be there soon."

Nobuhiro heard the howling wind from the phone. He asked curiously: "Are you already on the road? The speed sounds like it is not low."

Kazami Yu also smiled sheepishly and said: "I borrowed a police car immediately after receiving the order, so that it might look more formal.

"By the way, Mr. Asano, do you want to change into your police uniform? You don't usually have the chance to wear it, but today is a good opportunity."

For a moment, Nobushige suspected that he had not expressed his needs clearly, or that Yu Kazami didn't listen well to his boss!

"No need." Xinfan's voice sounded a little cold, "You can just come here in casual clothes."