A Ferris wheel in Tokyo, Japan, is crowded with people. A long cordon separates the crowd, as well as life and death.
Everyone is praying for a miracle in their hearts, but their fate has been doomed from the beginning.
There was a loud sound, and the Ferris wheel cabin at the top finally shattered with the fire, leaving only fragments on the ground.
The gears of fate turned, and the struggle between red and black began.
Die? Or rebirth?
Follow-up:
There was a burst of panicked footsteps in the dark alley, and a middle-aged man was running in a hurry. He looked behind him from time to time, with fear in his eyes as if he was followed by some ferocious beast.
"You are really good at running, and you actually wasted so much of my time -" The slightly magnetic voice was lazily filled with anger. The middle-aged man was startled, stopped suddenly, and looked towards the exit of the alley, trembling all over.
A curly-haired man in black clothes and sunglasses stood there fixedly, with a dark round hole aimed in his direction. Even through the sunglasses, the middle-aged man could still feel the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
"... I'm sorry, I just wanted to make more money, and I didn't know about that..." The voice stopped suddenly.
The middle-aged man still looked in disbelief. Only the gurgling blood hole on his forehead showed the fact that this man's soul had passed away to the West.
At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the end of the alley, and the curly-haired man looked up.
A man with light blond hair, purple-gray eyes, and dark skin suddenly walked out. He smiled and clapped his hands twice, "Congratulations on completing the last test of the organization. From now on -"
"Laphroaig – Laphroaig whisky."
"This is your code name."
How does the pure white dove of peace blend into the dark crow?
It's very simple, as long as the feathers are completely dyed black, they will not be discovered.
But please don't forget that the beating heart in your chest will always be bright red.
Private: A four-person police academy team.
Red square Matsuda Jinping, pure black bourbon.
The Japanese police are undercover. It's all about Fu Jingguang, and everything else remains the same.
The article is loose and loose
Intention: Never forget the original intention
