Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

"Detective Guangtian, please bring me a lunch box. I don't want pork chop rice!"

Mochizuki waved her hand towards the table opposite and said feebly that Zhufu didn't know what she was doing recently. Not only did she not have anything to do with her dinner, she also had no one to take care of her lunch.

"Police Department, Detective Guangtian has been on leave for a week!"

Chiba and Sen took out two boxes of cup noodles from the drawer, walked quickly to the hot water machine, and cooked them for them skillfully.

Officer Shiratiao is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han. Usually at this point, he is searching the first section. There are only two people in their department and they don't plan to go out for dinner yet, so they can only deal with it this way.

The office smelled of chopped green onions. Mochizuki opened the lid of the cup noodles and took a sip of the soup. This was her first time eating the broth version of scallion oil noodles. Not to mention it tasted really good.

"Qianye, I didn't expect that you have pretty good taste!"

Mochizuki threw a tea egg at the person opposite who was immersed in cooking. She described this as an egg cooked by Chef Zhufu. It was her royal breakfast for the past few days, and she would not be willing to give it to ordinary people.

"Thank you, Police Department. This was actually sent to me by the netizen, but I think it's pretty good."

Chiba scratched his head with a simple and honest look on his face, but Mochizuki was so angry that he wanted to return his eggs. Michi, get out of here. How could he treat one person favorably over another in an office, and she had agreed to be her best friend for life.

"Speaking of which, Detective Guangtian seems to be on leave a lot this month. I don't know if something happened at home. If this continues, her salary will be deducted."

Chiba didn't know that he had inadvertently exposed a plastic friendship between girlfriends, and said while chasing the story.

Mochizuki pouted, thinking that if anything could happen, it couldn't be that his boyfriend betrayed the organization. He took a vicious bite of the tea egg and felt that the cup noodles in front of him suddenly no longer tasted good.

In the abandoned building, Shu Akai, who was being talked about by Mochizuki, stood carelessly in the underground parking lot, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, and his right hand tapping on his leg. He did not have the sniper rifle on his back that was always inseparable, so he could only Traces of a pistol were vaguely visible from his waist.

Wearing an unchanging knitted hat on his head, his hair was flowing smoothly behind him, and his sharp eyes were slightly narrowed, as if this was not an empty parking lot, but his own back garden.

A pleasant atmosphere flowed around, and Akai Shuichi thought about the success or failure of this mission in his heart.

The area was surrounded by FBI agents, and the sniper point was guarded. It seemed like everything was safe.

Akai Shuichi opened his eyes, his green pupils filled with determination.

Rum! The second in command of this organization is the target of this mission.

As the organization's power in Japan continues to surface, Gin's status as a talkative person in Japan is getting lower and lower.

On the surface, he seems to command most of the cadres of the organization, and he seems to be extremely powerful, but in fact it is useless. This guy who only knows how to kill people has no idea about the secrets of the organization.

Akai Shuichi sighed. He finally understood that Gin was the organization's top thug, and it would hurt even more if he bit others and bit himself.

People like this should continue to stay in the organization!
  If you want to leverage the organization, you have to arrest those who know the secrets, such as the target this time.

There must be more to Rum.

Akai Shuichi suppressed the eagerness in his heart and waited silently for the time to come.

The intelligence this time was able to catch Rum, which can be said to be a blessing to that person, but in contrast, the results of the FBI's operation this time must also be shared with the other party.

But this is not a big deal. As a person who was born in England and grew up in Japan and then went to the United States to join the FBI, he has always not taken these interests so seriously.

For him, what matters is the whereabouts of his father, the truth, and the ultimate destruction of the organization.

"Da da!"

The sound of footsteps came from the empty passage, step by step, walking just right and leisurely.

I saw a homeless man dragging a big snakeskin bag to the corner. He lay down on the ground without looking at the suspicious man standing inside, and after a while he snored slightly.

Shuichi Akai didn't stop him. Instead, he turned around and faced the homeless man. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and lit them silently. Time passed bit by bit, and two lights shone in from the entrance. It seemed that a car was about to drive in, and the atmosphere in the underground parking lot suddenly became subtle.

"Sir, an incident is about to happen here. Please leave here immediately."

A burly man in a brown suit suddenly came out from the corner, looked at the motionless homeless man lying on the ground, and said with a headache.

The target person's car has appeared nearby. There will be a shootout here later, and innocent people staying here will be implicated.

"Really, sir, you are really kind!"

The snoring tramp suddenly opened his eyelids, with a hint of joking and ill-intention in his tone, and his left hand that was originally in his arms began to move.

"Huh, what should I do? You've been fooled!"

Cruel words came out of the homeless man's mouth, and the pistol that had been ready to fire burst into flames, aiming at the head of the man in the brown suit.

"Bang, ding!"

Two sounds sounded almost at the same time. The bullet originally fired at the man in the suit was deflected by another bullet floating in the air, and hit the wall with another crisp sound.

"how come?"

Andrey Kamel froze on the spot, looking at the homeless man who suddenly changed his appearance, his mind went blank.

This person turned out to be sent by the other party. What about Mr. Akai’s plan?
  Andrey Kamel unconsciously looked behind him. Akai Hide had thrown away the cigarette in his mouth early in the morning, and aimed his pistol firmly at the homeless man, but he did not dare to shoot out of concern for the safety of his companions.

"Retreat, Kamal, we have been exposed."

Akai Shuichi's voice was as good as ever, not affected by the failure of the mission at all.

"Mr. Akai!"

Kamel opened his mouth, then took out his pistol and pointed it at the homeless man opposite.

Being targeted by three people at the same time, the tramp was not afraid. Instead, he opened the snakeskin bag on his body leisurely, as gently as if there was his beloved treasure inside.

"Mercury bomb?"

Kamel looked at the flashing red bomb on the ground and retreated continuously. As long as this thing had a slight collision, everyone present would end badly.

"It seems that the so-called information is all parallel imports, which made me come all the way here, but I still have a surprise for you."

The tramp, no, it should be said that Rum suddenly laughed softly.

With messy makeup on his face and a messy wig on his head, even in such a sure-win situation, this person doesn't leave any flaws for others.

Akai Shuichi narrowed his eyes, he really got nothing this time!

"Scotland should be here too. Let me tell you which friend I have a surprise for her soon. Let her look forward to it!"

Rum smiled, seemingly not seeing Akai Shuichi's finger on the trigger, and instead shouted towards the empty space.

"Ah, by the way, which of your girlfriends have you contacted recently?"

Ramshi walked up to a car and drove away in front of several people.

Thanks to Rabbit Who Jumps Over the Wall and tarnished for their monthly tickets, thank you!