Coroner Coroner

There was a smug smile on her lips.

And the once mighty murderer next to him turned pale and trembled as if recalling some terrible nightmare.

"I see..." Lin Xinyi understood:

Prisoners may not be afraid of the police, but they will definitely be afraid of black police.

Belmode's black-and-white performance must have frightened the other party.

"That's good." Lin Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief: "With his testimony and the stolen money he hid, the case will be completely closed."

"Put this guy in the car too."

"Let's leave it to Officer Jianggu to deal with it."

"but…"

He paused slightly, and reminded in a strange tone:

"Chris, wait until you see the prisoner in the car."

"Don't be surprised."

"Surprised?" Belmode was a little puzzled.

But she still smiled confidently:

"Do not worry…"

"No matter who the prisoner is, I can grasp it."

As an old artist with many years of performance experience, Belmode believes that no matter what unexpected pictures he sees, he will never lose his composure in surprise.

but…

"This? Akai Shuichi!" Just a little closer, Belmode was startled by that familiar face.

Akai Shuichi himself is not so shocking.

After all, this case involved Akemi Miyano, and Belmode had long been psychologically prepared for his appearance.

And when she discovered that there was an uninvited guest with unpredictable concealment skills hiding beside her, she did not think that the other party would be this ace agent from the FBI.

But what she never expected was:

Akai Shuichi actually appeared in front of him in such a way——

At this time, his body was covered with grass leaves and dirt, and his handsome face was swollen into a pig's head.

His hands were still locked by a pair of stainless steel handcuffs, and together with his big-faced accomplice, they were "tied" to the door handles on both sides of the rear compartment of the pickup truck.

How can this look like the cold and elegant Kingsman?

He looked like a third-rate thief in the countryside who had just been beaten up in the field by the villagers.

"..."

Belmode was speechless:

She couldn't believe that the disgraced prisoner in front of her was actually Shuichi Akai, the killer who almost killed her in New York a year ago, "Silver Bullet".

"You fought?" Belmode's eyes flashed a little bit: "You can beat this guy?"

She knew that Lin Xinyi was very skilled, but she didn't expect him to be so strong that he could quickly kill Akai Shuichi without getting hurt.

"No." Lin Xinyi shook his head, "It was police officer Jiangu who beat him."

"And it's not even a win."

Akai Hideichi restrained himself throughout the whole process and did not fight back. No real armed conflict broke out between the two sides. Naturally, there is no winning or losing.

Although it looks miserable and embarrassing now.But he just accidentally suffered the "Friendship Breaking Face Punch" twice by Police Officer Jiang Gu, and he didn't fall too far.

And this did not answer Belmode's doubts, but made her even more curious:

"A man like him would obediently be caught without a fight?"

"How did you make him bow his head?"

"It's simple."

"I have evidence that he passed G."

Belmod: "???"

...............................

It was very quiet on the way back.

The owner of the homestay was directly thrown into the back of the pickup truck because there were not enough seats.

And the five people and one dog in the carriage didn't say much.

First of all, dogs can't talk.

Secondly, Shuichi Akai and Kamel encountered unprecedented failure and humiliation in their FBI careers at this time, and they were always stern and unwilling to communicate with others.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't want to let the two FBI capture any information from their conversation, so he didn't chat with Lin Xinyi and Belmode on the road.

Everyone didn't take the initiative to say anything, and Belmode couldn't risk being noticed by his old enemy Shuichi Akai to test the identity of Police Officer Furutani.

And as an outsider, she has no motivation to chat with two "foreign spies".

As for Lin Xinyi's feeling is even more subtle:

He was sitting in the middle of the back row of the car, sandwiched between Shuichi Akai and Kamel on the left and right.

The two men were in handcuffs and still kept solemn and dignified faces, coupled with the solemn and dead air along the way, Lin Xinyi was in a trance, thinking that he was the prisoner who was arrested.

that's all…

The 2 Japanese police officers, 2 FBI officers, and 4 members of the organization in the carriage, a total of 5 people, drove quietly from Gunma Prefecture back to Tokyo in this way.

"East, why is it winter in Tokyo?"

"It's still early spring in Gunma County next door!"

Lin Xinyi couldn't help but use the weather as an introduction to the topic, breaking the silence that made people live like years.

And the few snowflakes falling outside the window really shocked him.

But the other four people in the carriage didn't answer his words:

Isn't the weather normal?

Everyone looked at him with such blank eyes.

Lin Xinyi was speechless, and simply closed his mouth.

It seems that we can't talk anymore today.

They were about to part ways with Police Officer Jiang Gu, and if they tried to test each other out, they would have to wait for the next opportunity.

That's what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

Lin Xinyi took out his phone from his pocket and took a closer look.

The caller ID reads:

"Miss Asai?"

Lin Xinyi's pupils shrank.

He subconsciously wanted to hide the phone screen.

But Akai Shuichi who was sitting next to him poked his head curiously and read out the name displayed on the screen of Lin Xinyi's phone.

"Miss Asai... Do you mean Naomi Asai from the forensics class?"

"But according to the information we have collected, that Department Chief Asai should be 'Sir'?"

Akai Shuichi asked self-consciously.

Intelligence is the life of an agent.

So as long as they find something that conflicts with the information they have at hand, no matter whether the information is important or useful, they will not be able to restrain themselves from coming together to probe and investigate.

This made Lin Xinyi's face darken: "Why are you FBI collecting information on Narumi Asai?"

"Just by the way."

Akai Shuichi answered without hesitation:

"Because Mr. Lin, you were involved in the last attack at Mihua Hotel."

"So while we were investigating the terrorist attack launched by that organization, we also collected some simple information about you and the people around you."

"Don't worry..." He also added honestly: "We have collected information legally from open channels, and have not launched any special investigations on you."

"Hmph!" Lin Xinyi snorted with displeasure, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

But Akai Hideichi continued to probe uninterestedly:

"Aren't you answering the phone, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Xinyi: "..."

Of course he didn't want to answer the call.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the caller with the note "Miss Asai" was not Naomi Asai at all, but...

Borrowing the identity of Narumi Asai's sister...

Miyano Akemi!

He hasn't had time to tell Miyano Akemi what happened in Gunma County.

She didn't know Akai Shuichi was here yet.

It was even more unexpected that Akai Shuichi was sitting next to Lin Xinyi.

And the long and comfortable life of a house girl has made Miss Mingmei lose the vigilance cultivated in the tiger's den.

That's why Hayashi Shinichi and Miyano Akemi's usual phone conversations became more and more casual. Sometimes they accidentally slipped their mouths, and even mentioned the name "Shiho" directly on the phone.

And when she called suddenly this time, Lin Xinyi didn't know what she would say on the phone.