Of course the Order wouldn't let him off easily. Johnny shifted uncomfortably in his seat, hand gripping the dark liquid that was said to be erasing his memories. If he drank it he'd forget about the Order, which could be a problem; it could result into forgetting about Allen as well.

"Hurry up and drink it," the man escorting him commanded.

Johnny gulped. "I'm very sorry!" In a flash, he fished out his special knock-out bomb and slammed it to the ground. Heavy smoke rose and Johnny wasted no time to strap on his mask and tumble out of the cabin - but his body went limp under the heavy weights hung on him. He was captured.

"This is unmistakably traitorous behaviour, Johnny Gill," the man who he failed to sedate said smugly, as if he knew Johnny would try this. A Crow. "Our destination has changed. You are headed for prison."

Glass shattered and in the next moment a boot was planted in the Crow's moustache. Before his comrade could react he was kicked in the stomach.

Johnny was speechless seeing Kanda grab the woozy man and slam him back inside the cabin he fled from, then slid the door shut. There was a moment of silence inside, then agonized screams.

"What the hell?"

Johnny tore his head to the source of the sound, horrified to see another Crow. There was more of them?!

He attempted getting on his feet, but he was still bound. Johnny let out a startled cry as the man looming above him whipped a switchblade out of his sleeve. The door slammed open, but it was a second too late, the blade was already brought down on Johnny.

Kanda gripped the door handle tensely seeing another Crow hover over the scientist, then collapse in a heap. The two exchanged glances, then looked back at the neutralised man, surprised to see a blow dart stick out of his spine.

"I made it in time," a female voice sighed in relief. Kanda immediately reached for his sword, but stopped hearing Johnny's joyous shout.

"Lou Fa!"

"Hi, Johnny."

Kanda's hand froze in the air seeing the person who saved them. It was that petite female who kept buzzing around the Beansprout and feed him. The idiot was always so disgustingly delighted when she was around.

"What are you doing here?" he snapped at her, unable to stand the loved-dovey best friends forever atmosphere between the two.

Lou Fa's expression immediately sobered. "Why of course, I'm here to help. I knew Johnny would get into trouble, so I came to save him. I didn't expect you to show up to be honest."

"Neither did I. But how do I know you won't bring trouble on us?"

"Kanda!"

Both ignored Johnny's outburst, who then sulked because he still wasn't released.

"Look, if Johnny goes the way he does he's going to be branded a fugitive and put his family in danger. Do you truly expect him to choose between Allen and them?"

Kanda's lips parted but no words came out.

… She had a pretty damn valid point.

"So how do you plan on covering up our trails?"

Lou Fa flashed him a smile and reached inside her messenger bag, pulling out three small vials. "These drugs are for memory altering. They induce a trance like state, allowing me to suggest them."

"Suggest?"

"Basically hypnotize them into crafting false memories for themselves. Remembrance is reconstructive you know, if you know what to say, you can easily influence people to accept something that isn't true."

Implanting memories again…

A scowl settled on Kanda's face. "Do you think something similar had happened to him?"

Her thin brows furrowed into a sad frown. "... It is possible. Problem is that it's truly hard to tell if someone has implanted memories. Without evidence it's nearly impossible to prove and even if these people are met with proof that says otherwise they'll resist and continue clinging to what they remember. But I do have an idea how the whole 14th business can be handled."

"What do you have in mind?" Kanda demanded to know. Perhaps, with her the Bean had better chances.

Lou Fa shook her head. "Later, I have to deal with these Crows and then we have to leave, they probably should have reported back by now so Central might already suspect that something isn't right."

"How much time do you need?" Johnny inquired.

"Three minutes."

"Get to it. I'll stand guard, Johnny, you-"

"Ehem."

"Oh, right."