Bsd: Mission TB300KC

Chapter 7

"...On the other hand I don't see where or when he has shown any murderous intentions. Sure, he was always three steps ahead and acted as if he was only one step, because I was two steps ahead and he didn't want to seem smarter than me, because then he'd pull suspicion upon himself. But there was never anything dangerous about him, was there?" Ranpo asked, not entirely sure about anything anymore.

"There was. But you probably don't remember, it was on the first and to this day on only mission, where Dazai, Kunikida, you and I were together." Fukuzawa anounced and began to tell the story.

Flashback
It was a rather unpredictable yet incredible dangerous situation they were currently in. If one were to ask Fukuzawa, he'd have said, he wished he had never accepted this mission.
Kunikida was lying in the back, injured, unable to move, yet still consciouss.

Dazai was leaning against a wall, seemingly completely exhausted, which Fukuzawa couldn't blame him for. He had been with the agency for barely one and a half month, and though he was showing great work, he was on the skinnier side of people and lacked stamina, though he was slowly improving, and also bleeding from somewhere on his face, probably his eye from how it looked, which was concerning, Yosano couldn't heal him.

He himself was in a corner, an injured leg and way to far away to do anything to help Ranpo.

Who was unconsciouss on the floor of the warehouse, while one of the members of the organization, they were supposed to take out, was approaching him, knife in hand. He lifted Ranpos limp body into a standing position and put the knife to his throat.

"Hand over all you have gathered or your little friend here dies!" He threatend, he was being serious. We had taken down around 15 men, only one was left now. Kunikida had gotten shot, was barely consciouss by now and was therefore out, Dazai had covered for him pretty well, however Ranpo was unexperienced in one on one fights, not to mention one against four/five. Soon, he had been knocked out, Dazai had somehow ended up against a wall and Fukuzawa had gotten stabbed in the leg himself. the president made the decision pretty quickly.

But before he could even pull out the envelope, he heard the man huff in arrongance. His eyes wandered over to where the man was looking. Dazai, holding out a gun, pointing at the man and Ranpo.

He wants to shoot him down, Fukuzawa realized. But he had never seen or heard of Dazai using a gun. Did he even know how to aim or shoot at all? And from this distance, he could think of only one person he knew, who had been able to do that, everyone else, even Kunikida, whose main weappon was a gun, couldn't do that.

"Huh, you have some nerve" the man said, clearly coming to the same conclusion as the president. "Dazai! Don't-" The president tried to interfere, but the man had already continued speaking.

"pointing a gun at someone, who has the life of a colleague in his hands, from that distance with a bleeding eye? And you're shaking on top of that. Hah! you've never shot anyone before have you?" The man laughed, while Fukuzawa was desperatly trying to find a way to solve this. His eye was indeed bleeding. Fukuzawa realized. And he was shaking? So he had been right, Dazai didn't know how to properly use a gun. And he didn't have experience with physical violence to this extend. This couldn't go good in any way. Shit!

The man continued on. "You know, if you pull that trigger someone can die? right? Someones life will be lost foreever, either mine or his. If you pull that trigger you will become a murderer. That is something you can never come back from. " He was trying to manipulate Dazai. And honestly Fukuzawa hoped it was gonna work.

Firstly he didn't want Ranpo to die and second of all, he didn't want to expose one of his employees to the guilt of taking a life.

"And no matter what, it's impossible to aim from that distance. So you will either become a killer directly or be the reason I will slid his throat."