Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

If possible, he naturally doesn't want to have any unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings with Chaozhanji.

Therefore, even if the efficiency will be subtle, Zheng Yi's plan is to fly to the East China Sea first, and then swim all the way to the Hongyuan Port in Lishi, and return to the urban area by walking (running) walking (cool).

In terms of time, I am afraid that it will take close to more than [-] minutes, but in terms of insurance, it is time-consuming that is acceptable.

"Are you leaving now, Mr. Zheng Yi, you can sit down for a while."

Guang Xiahai stood up, clasping his hands in embarrassment: "You helped us so much before, and I didn't have time to buy you some decent thank-you gifts. Although I don't quite understand this time, we will give you more I'm still aware of this even though I'm in trouble... sorry for the sudden visit to Mr. Zheng Yi's world."

Looking at this girl with guilt on her face and downcast eyes, Zheng Yi quietly turned his eyes away, and the same person who didn't get up to see him off at all, the old god looked at each other.

The soldier waved his hands angrily, as if he was trying to drive away relatives and children who always like to pester him.

Zheng Yi shook his head dumbfounded.

"I have already received the thank you, Miss Guang."

He tapped the handle of the black cat coffee cup playfully with his knuckles, and amidst the crisp sound, Zheng Yi showed a naughty smile that was rarely seen in a boy.

"Just remember to tell Grandpa Guang to add more milk next time."

He stuck out his tongue lightly: "I'm actually afraid of suffering."

"...Be sure to tell it!"

Guang Xiahai was startled for a moment, and then showed the same lovely and cheerful smile as usual.

"Little ghost, please drink coffee and ask for more milk and sugar."

The sergeant rolled his eyes.

Zheng Yi also stared back unceremoniously: "If you have the guts, first pour out your cup of something that is almost turning white and replace it with black coffee! Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps."

"It's called style! So you, a brat who is less than twenty years old—"

"Okay, okay, there's nothing wrong with liking sweets, I also like to add cream to matcha, it's okay, it's okay."

Onodera, who was next to him with a bright smile on his face, came up to him, grabbed the taxi who looked reluctant but didn't have much resistance with one hand, and patted Zheng Yi's back with the other hand.

"Let's see off Mr. Zheng Yi together. Speaking of which, Mr. Zheng Yi, do you live nearby? It doesn't look like you have traveled a long distance?"

"This is..."

Just as Zheng Yi and the others were talking and laughing as they were about to walk towards the entrance of the photo studio, a phone ringing that sounded quite unfamiliar to Zheng Yi.He knew it must not be his own, because his ringtone had never been changed.

Then it can only be the others.

Zheng Yi looked up, Guang Xiahai was a little dazed, while Onodera was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his eyes to Men Yashi.

As for Mr. Monyashi himself, he took out a smart touch-screen mobile phone from his jacket pocket with an expression of "It's over, something happened".

Seeing the words [Xia Shu] clearly on the screen of the mobile phone, Mr. Monyashi remembered that he had an appointment with this Mrs. Tell her she's safe as soon as it's over.

And now, it has been more than forty minutes since they started to fight, and they finished work and sat down to have a cup of tea, food and dessert, and finally prepared to send Zheng Yi away.

In Monyashi's opinion, half of this phone call was probably due to Mrs. Inoue's worries, and the other half was probably a preparation to question [Mr. Inoue] Xingshi.

Of course Zheng Yi also saw the notes on the screen.Deciding to send the Buddha to the west, he, who was responsible for the end, sighed, glanced at the time on his mobile phone, and was about to determine how much it would be better to reduce the time required for the original plan.

Since it is decided to let Monyashi stay, then of course he can help as much as possible when covering the identity of [Mr. Inoue].

The taxi here rubbed his cheeks, tried his best to organize his words, calmed down, pressed the connection with an embarrassed but polite smile, and put the phone to his ear.

However, after a brief silence on the other end of the phone, the gentle voice that belonged to Mrs. Inoue did not come from Shishi who had heard it once.

"Mr. Inoue... No, or Kamen Rider Decade, wouldn't it be more appropriate to call you like this?"

It was a male voice, not too young, judging from experience, it was probably in his thirties, a little hoarse, but there was no trace of using any voice changer.

From the perspective of Shihe and Zheng Yi, who has been paying attention to this place and his hearing is beyond ordinary, it is completely a confident attitude.

The two looked at each other quietly.

The cynicism and gentleness faded away, and the two men showed completely different eyes from usual.

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"Surveillance cameras all over the block showing nothing?"

Looking at the information presented in his hand, Mio Tsuchimikado almost laughed back with anger.

"Young master, I'm afraid it's the Ministry of Defense..."

"Be confident, Lord, get rid of the fear, it's the group of guys with lead in their heads."

Mio Tsuchimikado slammed the documents onto the table: "Otherwise, the local government would have the guts to stuff false video records into the real-time terminals of the cameras in batches? That's not something that can be done just by bowing down."

"Then young master, do you want it?"

The old adjutant leaned forward slightly, revealing a somewhat old-looking communication device in his arms.

Mio Tsuchimikado curled her lips: "According to the old saying of the Yanhuang Republic, dogs of the same feather, we should save some energy to do the right thing... By the way, how is the matter with Yoichi?"

"Ding"

The voice was not loud, but it was easy to recognize. After getting Mio Tsuchimikado's permission with apology, the old man lightly pressed the button on the instrument hanging on his ear.

The content of the call was very concise, and it took less than a few seconds to finish the narration, and the old adjutant shut down the communication.

But the expression on the old man's face at this time was obviously uglier than before, and Mio Tsuchimikado who witnessed the slight change in the old man's expression suddenly had a bad feeling.

She rubbed the center of her eyebrows: "tell me, what bad news, I'm ready."

The old man lowered his eyebrows, considered his words, and said in a deep voice.

"Young master, Mrs. Inoue is missing from the news about the first young master."

"……what?"

PS:

first change

The core of telecommuting is that you never really get off work

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Second wait a second

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Tsuchimikado Yoichi has always been taught by his family to cultivate his body and mind, and to have a magnanimity and vision that suits his status and status. This kind of education has accompanied his life since he was born and has never been cut off.

But in what can be called a relatively smooth life, Tsuchimikado and Yiichi truly recognized the unreasonableness of idiots for the first time like now, and how much a normal person would do when facing idiots. furious.

The communication device in his hand is updating the report of each dispatched Yin-Yang Bureau combat team in real time, but it has been more than ten minutes since the incident happened, and none of the information uploaded by the display screen of this device is Tsuchimikado and Kazuki want to see.

The message of no abnormality seems to be engraved on the fingers of those combat team liaison officers, as long as they hit the keyboard, it will only send back such meaningless information.

Even Yoichi Tsuchimikado, who is relatively calm in temperament, finally began to gradually lose patience after waiting for more than ten minutes without any results.

Just as he was about to send more manpower and expand the search area, the communication device in his hand did suddenly flash, and then Tsuchimikado Mio's calm face appeared on the screen.

"Sister!"

"I have already heard the brief part, why can you be sure that this kidnapping was carried out by pure white evolution?"

Faced with Tsuchimikado Mio's question straight to the point, Tsuchimikado Yoichi did not reply hastily, but after thinking about it for a while, he put his hands together and looked at Tsuchimikado Mio seriously.

"We carried out protection work for Mrs. Inoue, and she and Mrs. Inoue suddenly disappeared during the shopping process. The development of the operation and the occurrence of the incident occurred within less than an hour after the incident broke out in Nagano Central Park. Although the surveillance cameras did not [ [Successfully] filmed the two parties in the conflict at that time, but after all, they missed a little bit.”

"The old man is right. Sometimes people are more reliable than machines."

Tsuchimikado Yoichi took out three blank sheets of paper, on which was clearly drawn a human figure in a white robe: "We found three witnesses, although we couldn't leave the real face of the other party, but they are very The iconic attire is clearly described. It seems that the cooperation on that side is not so harmonious, and the pure white evolution doesn't care whether it will be exposed to the public... No!"

Putting down the blueprint in his hand, Tsuchimikado Yoichi said in a deep voice with a fairly confident attitude: "I am afraid that one of the purposes of pure white evolution is to try to expose the supernatural world to the public. Their springboard, it's ridiculous that those people in the Ministry of Defense still think that they can benefit from seeking skins from tigers."

Regarding Tsuchimikado Yoichi's statement, Tsuchimikado Mio was noncommittal.

Regarding Pure White Evolution, an organization that has gradually sprung up in several turbulent areas in recent years, from the existing information, Tsuchimikado Mio had always believed that this should be just a radical and illegal religious group with good abilities.

Organizations like this are not uncommon in Nakanotsuki and other regions—it wasn’t until the incident of the God of Disobedience that Tsuchimikado Mio began to face up to this organization that she didn’t pay attention to at first.

Now it seems that on the scale of the Ministry of Defense, the value of the benefits provided by the pure white evolution may far exceed her previous estimate.

Otherwise, relying on this incident, the Ministry of Defense would not dare to stretch out its hands and feet so blatantly to intervene. If this is caught, it will not just be a simple matter that will be over after being impeached twice.

But what is it that can make Pure White Evolution pay absolutely no small price to incite the Ministry of Defense to do such a thing?

Tsuchimikado Yoichi was waiting for the decision from Tsuchimikado Mio, while Tsuchimikado Mio was thinking about the twists and turns behind this incident, for a while the siblings maintained silence for a few seconds.

What broke the silence was another communication between Tsuchimikado and Kazu.

He looked up, and the serious expression on his face suddenly relaxed, showing some joy: "Sister, there is news! Someone contacted Mr. Inoue with Mrs. Inoue's mobile phone!"

Tsuchimikado Yoichi of course understands that Pure White Evolution will not catch an ordinary citizen for no reason, even if this citizen is a little famous as a public figure, it is completely meaningless to the awakened.

The only thing that can explain the action of pure white evolution is that they are trying to achieve a certain purpose by kidnapping Mrs. Inoue—thus, it is a matter of course to monitor the communication and whereabouts of all the people in Mrs. Inoue’s interpersonal relationship action.

And this report proved that his guess was right.

"Transfer over here."

"Yes!"

Under Tsuchimikado Mio's instructions, the technicians completed the monitoring transfer almost as soon as the voice landed.

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"Let me guess, first of all, I don't know you."

The scholar made a silent gesture to Guang Xiahai, who was a little confused, and Zheng Yi asked Xiongsuke to go to the kitchen to watch Grandpa Guang so that he would not accidentally make too much noise by self-defeating.

The two experienced men who had encountered kidnapping for the first time stopped the source of possible trouble.

"You don't know me, Mr. Decade, but as long as I know you, your wife—oh yes, and your lovely son, that's enough, isn't it?"

The man on the other side of the phone acted with ease: "Or do you need us to let you hear your lady's screams, or we send someone to send you a finger or two, in order to believe our sincerity?"

In fact, this is already blatantly spreading the meaning of provocation and threat on the table.

Zheng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. He heard a somewhat subtle background sound from the phone. To him, it was a very clear movement, almost the same as sticking to his ear.

The problem was that he didn't quite understand what that meant for a while.