Coroner Coroner

It was just a normal handshake.

But this grip...

His gaze suddenly became subtle:

"Ms. Mizumu. In your hand..."

"Why are you sweating so much?"

"I..." Shui Wurena's expression remained unchanged, but her breathing quietly became rapid.

"My physique is more afraid of heat, and I sweat easily...haha."

She made a weak explanation, and instinctively wanted to take her hand back.

But Lin Xinyi didn't let go.

Not only did he not let go, but he grabbed her wrist unexpectedly with one hand:

"Wait, let me wipe it for you."

"Huh?" Shui Wurenai was a little stunned.

But Lin Xinyi really went his own way, holding her slender wrist with one hand, and took out a clean tissue from his bosom with the other, and carefully wiped the sweat stains between his palms and fingers for her.

"Hmm..." Ms. Mizumu's expression became very strange:

This bastard... is simply taking advantage of it, right?

And in front of his female students...

Disgusting, disgusting!

This scumbag is indeed plotting against her!

Rena Mizumu instinctively wanted to break away from Lin Shinichi's shameful service.

But at this moment...

"some."

Lin Xinyi held her wrist lightly, lowered his head and wiped her sweat earnestly.

As if he didn't care, he said casually:

"some."

"Yes, what is there?" Shui Wurenai was slightly taken aback.

At this time, Lin Xinyi said in a subtle tone:

"I'm answering your earlier question—"

"The kind of criminal organization that is comparable to spy war movies also exists in reality."

"Really?" Shui Wurena suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Yes."

Lin Xin nodded and smiled.

There is danger in the smile:

"About this, you should be very clear in your heart, right?"

"Clear, clear what?"

Rena Minzumu was trying her best to play dumb.

But an unspeakable sense of fear quietly surfaced in my heart.

It made her stiff all over, she didn't dare to move, she could only stand there and let Lin Xinyi manipulate her.

But Lin Xinyi, a seemingly harmless and righteous police officer, now makes people feel inexplicably dangerous:

"You should know..."

"In reality, there are such criminal organizations and such criminals."

"For example..."

Lin Xinyi paused slightly, and said with a smile:

"Gin."

Mizuruna: "??!"

She was shocked for a moment, and she almost instinctively tensed all her muscles to make a life-saving defensive action.

But the strong psychological qualities of CIA agents allowed her to overcome this fear that originated from human instinct.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Lin?"

"Gin...what, are you inviting me to drink?"

Rena Mizumu looked puzzled.

"of course not."

Lin Xinyi smiled coldly:

"Gin, it's a person."

"I know him."

"Not only do I know him, I also know..."

"Vodka, Bourbon, Rum, Irish, Pisco, Tequila, Trump, Chartreuse, Belmode, and..."

His voice paused slightly:

"Kier."

At this moment, Rena Mizumu almost suffocated.

The hairs on her body stood on end, and her heartbeat accelerated to the limit.

Why, why does Lin Xinyi know so much?

Who is this man?

Has your identity been exposed?

If so... what awaits her?

Rena Mizumura was in despair.

At this moment, he was obviously in the Metropolitan Police Department, and he was obviously in front of a well-known police officer.

But she felt that Officer Lin's face was more terrifying than Gin.

Even the delicate and lovely Miss Maori next to her seemed to have a biting cold air on her body.

Where is this in the Metropolitan Police Department.

It was like being surrounded by cadres of the black organization.

"Lin, Mr. Lin..."

With the last trace of clarity in her mind, Reina Shuimu tried her best to maintain this last calm:

"what are you talking about?"

"Why can't I understand at all?"

"Ah...this..." The cold aura on Lin Xinyi dissipated instantly: "These are actually the code names of criminals."

"That guy named Gin is the villain who drove the helicopter to the Popcorn Hotel last time."

"As for that guy named Ireland, he is the terrorist who showed up at the Izu Hotel a few days ago and attacked me."

"They're actually from the same organization."

"Ms. Mizumu, these are all big news, don't you not know?"

"Look at those lunatics who dare to fly gunships in Tokyo's airspace..."

"Isn't this reality more absurd than a spy war movie?"

"Yes, is that so..." Shui Wurennai was stunned for a long time before recovering:

Co-author Lin Xin reported so many wine names in one breath, just to tell her that there really is such a powerful criminal organization in reality?

His previous sentence scared her into a fool, "You should know it in your heart"...

In fact, it was just pointing out that she should have read those news?

No, there is another problem...

"Gin, Irish..."

"Mr. Lin, how do you know these names?"

"Didn't the news say that the criminals in those two attacks have not been caught at all, and the police don't have any clues?"

"Oh...this..."

Lin Xinyi smiled mysteriously:

"Secret."

"I naturally have my information channels."

"Is it the Japanese police?"

"Secret." Lin Xinyi still just smiled.

"It should be the Japanese police..."

Rena Mizumu probed with a complicated expression:

"Otherwise, how would you know so many names?"

"Shouldn't that be a very mysterious criminal organization?"

Just like reporting the name of a dish, Lin Xinyi reported the names of a long list of members of the organization.

Such a wealth of information is not likely to be grasped by the Japanese police.