hotel room.
Asakura sat alone on the bed, holding a fifth-level Rubik's Cube in his hand.
There are various myths and legends scattered on the sheets. Some of them are intact with no signs of being opened, and some of them are spread out with only the torn saw teeth left inside.
In the room, a bunch of various origami papers were randomly discarded, ranging from cats, dogs, rabbits to tanks and airplanes.
"It's a bit boring." He threw the messed up Rubik's Cube aside, picked up an unopened book of Egyptian mythology, and used his nails to open a gap from the side.
Since the meeting of Vodka and Gin, the two men have disappeared.
Asakura Makoto has not yet reached the point where his hands and eyes are astute in Egypt. There is no way for him to know the situation of people in this place that even rum can't find.
Now that he has dealt with the matter of disguising his identity, he has fallen into a state of doing nothing——
Of course, there are still people who want to do things, but this person just wants to be lazy. Anyone who has had the experience of being lazy and fishing knows that when colleagues are working conscientiously, they will inevitably feel some guilt and fear of being caught. He was so frightened that he could only fish with fear.
Brandy was almost in this state except that she was not frightened.
At this time, alone in the hotel, Asakura realized what he was doing, like waking up from a dream.
It seems that there is no one among his men who can be completely trusted by him and can shoulder the heavy responsibility at critical moments like Vodka.
There are many trustworthy subordinates, but they are not capable enough.
Among those who are capable enough——
Gere, CIA undercover;
Bourbon, police undercover;
Scotland, Metropolitan Police undercover.
The ones who excel are all undercover, and the ones who are loyal embarrass the big ones.
It seems like this - Gin is actually me! ?
When he has nothing to do, some weird ideas occasionally pop into his mind.
After Asakura Zhen counted the cadres who could be called by their names, he felt that he couldn't lie down like this at this time and had to find some fun to wash away this ridiculous illusion.
As a tourist destination, it goes without saying that Cairo has beautiful scenery.
Unfortunately, as the saying goes, a place that belongs to one person is a fairyland. When the second or more people can get there, then this place can only be a public toilet.
It is indeed a joy to enjoy the scenery, but among the tourists from all over the world who shout about the buildings built by ancient people, Asakura really has no such interest.
So the only thing that can be done at this moment is...
He got out of bed, packed his clothes, and walked out of the room.
...
Thanks to Goddess of Luck, Bourbon’s leg injury did not damage any bones, and there were no subsequent complications.
After a few days of training, the pain of the wound has been replaced by the itching of flesh and blood, and there is no obstacle to movement. Of course, the extreme action of turning over to dodge bullets like before is obviously impossible now.
As time passed, he basically gave up monitoring Akai Shuichi after lying down for a while.
"As a trip, it seems pretty good?"
Toru Amuro flipped through a tourist guide, holding his chin and commenting on the scenery pictures on it.
He is much calmer now, firstly because the surveillance operation ended without any success, and secondly because Akai Shuichi usually returns with a disgraced face and a particularly embarrassed state.
Rum mobilized the power of the whole city to fight against them. Unable to disguise themselves, they might be discovered as long as they are exposed to the outside. Amuro Toru needs to rest, and the remaining tasks can only be placed on Akai Shuichi alone.
Recalling the high-spirited time when he said he wanted to kill them all, Bourbon felt a little happy.
However, although Shuichi Akai is very strong, it is still very difficult to deal with enemies in the entire city. In fact, except for a short period of time at the beginning, the strength of the enemies he faces is constantly decreasing.
The reason is simple. Rum's spy in the island country sent him news that Brandy, who had been active recently, suddenly disappeared.
After receiving this information, this suspicious man immediately restrained his actions and hid most of the available power in secret - he was worried that Brandy had secretly come to Cairo and was preparing to deliver a fatal blow to him.
His idea can only be said to be playing into someone's plan. One of Gin's purposes in inviting Asakura Makoto to Cairo was to use his disappearance in the island country to attract Rum's attention.
You must know that Shuichi Akai is struggling to cope with such a tight defensive situation, so how can Gin be so relaxed and content?
When Rum focuses on the missing brandy, some flaws will naturally appear in other places.
Even though this flaw was so slight that it was difficult to detect, it was enough for Gin to take advantage of.
"How about you let me go and I can be your tour guide?" Curacao asked.
She had been held captive for some time, and Toru Amuro couldn't keep her mouth shut forever.
After several failed attempts to escape, she realized the reality. Unless the two guys were negligent, she would have no chance of escaping.
In this case, she took pleasure in her misery by saying unrealistic things.
Toru Amuro turned around, glanced at Curacao, and was about to answer.
Who knew that at this moment, a knock on the door came from outside——
This voice——
He became vigilant. When Zhu Xingda came back, he would directly use the key to open the door. Waiters rarely came at this time.
Who is coming?
Toru Amuro stood up, picked up a long piece of cotton cloth and came to Curacao.
Curacao rolled his eyes and was caught in his mouth before he could say a word.
Then Toru Amuro held the pistol, walked to the corner of the entrance and stood still, put his head out and stared at the door, his finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.
Bidige
"Hello guest, your companion asked me to give this to you."
The sound of the doorbell coming from outside was very familiar. It was the voice of the hotel waiter he had heard before.
"Is there no one inside? It's troublesome."
He walked over quietly and leaned against the door, listening carefully to the sounds outside. After the person outside the door was talking to himself, the sound of distant footsteps could be heard.
It looked like he was about to leave, and the sound of footsteps was also mixed with the sound of the cart moving.
It seems like a real waiter?
He hung up the anti-theft lock and opened the door just a hand length. Through this gap, he greeted the person leaving: "What's the matter?"
The person who left with the cart heard the question, turned around to confirm, and then pushed the cart back here.
"That's right, someone asked me to bring you a meal."
The trolley is a common dining cart in hotels, and I don’t know what is contained under the lid.
Deliver food?
Amuro Toru's nose twitched slightly, and she did smell the aroma of food.
"What does that man look like?" he asked.
"He looks..." The waiter was about to reply when Toru Amuro adjusted the position of the gun to make shooting more convenient. As long as the opponent showed something abnormal, he could shoot instantly.
However, while he was listening, the man suddenly changed his subject.
"Forget it, it's boring, I won't act anymore."
Toru Amuro didn't fire at this change because he recognized the voice.
"Brandy?" he confirmed doubtfully.
"Well, it's me." Asakura nodded.
