In the memory, Matsuda Jinpei picked up the wine glass and took a sip of beer. The wine flowed from his throat into his stomach, suppressing the urge to talk.
The metal object under his collar, which was warmed by his body temperature, reminded him to be careful about his words and actions.
One day after the bomber died unexpectedly, the daze, relaxation, and subtle pleasure that this incident brought to Matsuda Jinpei gradually faded away.
In this situation, he had to face a problem.
What to do with the body.
Matsuda works in the explosive ordnance disposal class and is not as familiar as the criminal police. Although the police school has taught the methods of criminals, it is still difficult to adapt to the need to personally work with prisoners.
In the end, his sense of justice as a police officer drove him to believe that the body should be handed over to the police so that he could receive due sanctions and be buried as a bomber.
After he made his decision and was about to take the body away, someone came to him.
When Matsuda was about to get in the car and set off, he saw a familiar figure standing not far ahead, waving to him.
Wearing a straight and slim suit, he wore a wide-brimmed top hat on his head. Under the hat brim, there was a gray and black faceless mask.
The man was signaling to stop.
Matsuda Jinpei remembered the man who sent the bomber to his home, and slowly parked the car in front of him.
Asakura got into the car.
"Are you going to dispose of the body?"
After getting into the passenger seat and fastening his seat belt, Asakura asked while smoothing out the wrinkled suit he wore when he got in the car.
"who are you?"
Matsuda Jinpei started the car and prepared to take this mysterious man to the police station for a pork chop meal.
In Japanese dramas, when a suspect who is unwilling to reveal information is bitten to death, after eating pork chop rice, he will honestly say everything he has hidden in his heart.
"And me."
Wearing a top hat in a small car was a bit inconvenient. Asakura took off the top hat and put it on his lap. He answered slowly: "To put it simply, it's Toru Amuro, oh, that's the Rei Fukitani you know." boss."
As soon as this identity was revealed, Matsuda Jinpei's eyes changed——
"Of course, I think you should know that Amuro is undercover, and I am not a good person."
The overly straightforward self-introduction left Matsuda Jinpei speechless. At this time, he always felt that he should say something, but a series of words that came to his mouth seemed wrong.
So he drove intently, determined to let the man eat pork chop rice before asking questions slowly.
"So, for the sake of our friendly exchanges, please change direction. Let's go to the mountains and get rid of the body behind."
"If you don't want to lose your third best friend, please do as I say."
Matsuda Jinpei obviously didn't know how to negotiate with suspicious criminals, and he was completely indifferent when he heard the first half of Asakura's sentence.
So in order to make him obey, Asakura Zhen said the following sentence.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Matsuda suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the vehicle came to a sudden stop in the middle of the road.
"What did you say!?" He turned around and asked.
The third best friend, he understood clearly, Akihara Kenji was the first, and Rei Fukitani was the third, so who would be the second in the middle?
"Quiet, this is the middle of the road."
The inertia of the sudden stop did not make Asakura, who was wearing a seat belt, lose his composure. He raised his hand and lowered it, signaling Matsuda to calm down, "Go to the mountains first, and I will explain it to you slowly on the way."
Matsuda Jinpei stared at the eyes on Asakura Mana's faceless mask, then turned around, clenched his fists and punched the steering wheel hatefully, then turned around and drove towards the suburbs.
"Good, we're off to a good start."
Asakura Ma leisurely began to explain clearly the ins and outs of the matter. Of course, he made up the ins and outs.
"I think you should have thought of it, Amuro. I'm sorry, Rei Fukutani's pseudonym is Toru Amuro, so I will always use the pseudonym to call him from now on."
"Amuro is undercover among my forces. Of course, I only found out his identity recently."
If he had known his identity a long time ago, Zero would have been silenced, right? Matsuda didn't say a word, quietly listening to Asakura's explanation.
"I know his identity because of a coincidence. There is an undercover agent in our organization. His name is Midorikawa Hikaru. Remember this name. It's quite important."
Although Matsuda remained silent, his mind was constantly analyzing the information contained in the other party's words.
The second undercover... Counting zero, your organization already has two undercovers.
"Perhaps in order to gain my trust, or perhaps for something else, Amuro Toru took over the task of dealing with the undercover agent and killed Midorikawa Hikaru."
This news shocked Matsuda Jinpei. He had killed someone... No, he had to kill someone to be an undercover agent, which was not the same as his idea of killing the bomber.
"But, you also know that when people like us deal with traitors, of course we must kill them all, so I did a little research..."
"Honestly, it turned out to be pretty funny."
Asakura was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something and reminded him aloud.
"By the way, please drive slower. It's dangerous to drive too fast."
Even though Matsuda didn't understand what this turn of events had to do with the content of his words, he still slowed down the car.
"OK."
After the surrounding scene slowed down, Asakura continued.
"We all know that undercover agents usually use a pseudonym, and Midorikawa Hikaru is no exception. His real name is, tsk, please calm down, the steering wheel is in your hands, please drive safely."
"His real name is - Zhu Fu Jingguang."
"!"
Suddenly hearing this name, Matsuda Jinpei looked at Asakura Makoto in disbelief. At the same time, he moved his hands and the entire car suddenly lost control.
The car that was originally going straight turned out of an irregular curve and almost collided with the vehicle next to it.
At this moment, Asakura Makoto immediately reached out his hand, stabilized the steering wheel and reset the car.
"If you still want to continue listening, just come back and drive. It's still a long time, so we can talk slowly."
After saying this, Matsuda gritted his teeth, took over the steering wheel nervously, and continued driving.
"What's going on?" he pressed.
"Here's the thing."
"After Midorikawa Hikaru died, I found out his true identity and followed the clues to discover his relationship with Toru Amuro."
"First of all, before their identities are exposed, you also know that with their abilities, I once regarded them as my right-hand man. After knowing that they were undercover, it really broke my heart."
While listening to Asakura's jokes, Matsuda controlled his emotions and prepared to listen carefully to what he had to say.
"After I found out, I thought about it for a while. Will Amuro Toru kill Midorikawa Hikaru?"
"Will Jianggu Ling kill Zhu Fu Jingguang?"
Asakura asked.
