It was two days later that Yu Jiang saw Qingchuan Yu and Amuro Toru again.
In the past few days, he had not stopped investigating what happened on the Ferris wheel in Aipido Mall that day, but with little success.
In the end, what he can find is similar to what the news media can get and what the public can see.
The thing itself is strange.
Logically speaking, this was just a terrorist attack involving an explosion. The incident even resulted in the death of one police officer. It is completely incomparable with the subway gas cases that shocked the country and the world in recent years.
However, Yujiang vaguely noticed during the investigation that the Metropolitan Police Department attached great importance to this matter.
With his ability and intelligence network, he was unable to find out the identity of the police officer who died on the line, and he followed the investigation all the way. The force that hindered his investigation turned out to be very likely to be related to the police.
Yu Jiang immediately thought of Qingchuan Yu and Amuro Toru.
Indeed, when the incident occurred, the two undercover police officers also showed abnormalities to varying degrees, especially Toru Amuro. After working together for more than two years, Yujiang had never seen such a panicked and overwhelmed expression on his face. .
A few days later, I saw Aokawa Yu and Amuro Toru again. Although the two people were already trying very hard to adjust their emotions, Ikujiang still accurately captured the pain that could not be concealed in their expressions.
oh?
Did Qingchuan Yu and Amuro Toru know the police officer who died in the line of duty?
It seems that this is the only reason that can explain the abnormality.
If he continues to investigate along this path, Yu Jiang believes that he will get the results soon.
However, just when he was about to succeed, Qingchuan Yu came to the door.
Qingchuan Yu probably hadn't had a good rest in the past few days and was in a very bad condition. Even though there were traces of covering near his eyes, Yu Jiang still saw a strong dark green color on his lower eyelids.
"What, now kindergartens also have night shifts?" Yu Jiang teased in a joking tone.
In the past, Qingchuan Yu would definitely have teased him back, or made a few jokes along the lines of Yu Jiang's words.
But Qingchuan Yu didn't do that today. His expression was quite calm, and only his eyes showed a little tiredness.
"Don't investigate anymore." Qingchuan Yu said almost begging, "Please, this matter has nothing to do with the organization, just let him stop here."
Before Yu Jiang could speak, his cell phone rang first.
Yu Jiang glanced at it, raised the corners of his mouth, and pulled out a successful smile.
Then he turned the phone screen over and spread it in front of Qingchuan Yu: "Are you talking about Matsuda Jinpei? A police officer from the 3rd Department of Criminal Investigation Section 1 of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department?"
Qingchuan Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Yu Jiang followed up and said: "Oh, no, he used to be in the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Class of the 1st Mobile Team of the Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. This may have something to do with bombs. The Ferris wheel at Aipido Mall was bombed Was he the policeman who died?"
The complete set of information about Matsuda Jinpei was lying quietly on Yujiang's mobile phone. As long as Qingchuan Yu lowered his head slightly, he could see the rebellious young man in the information.
But Qingchuan Yu didn't do this. He forced his eyes to fall on Yu Jiang's face, because his movements were so stiff that his eyes looked a little dull.
"That's it." The same words were said, but this time Qingchuan Yu's tone was obviously not as kind as before, with an undeniable toughness.
Yu Jiang's expression remained unchanged, and even his body remained in the same position as half a minute ago, with only his eyes twinkling slightly.
Qingchuan Yu seemed to have finally realized the difference in status between him and Yu Jiang. How could he have the right to speak in such a strong tone in front of Yu Jiang, who knew him well?
Qingchuan Yu's expression was tense for a few minutes, but finally relaxed.
He tried his best to put on a fairly friendly smile, but this smile looked particularly ugly in Yu Jiang's eyes.
"Sorry, my mood is a bit unstable." Qingchuan Yu compromised as usual. Anyway, he has compromised as many times as he has in recent years. "But I still hope you can respect my request, please."
Although Qingchuan Yu's undercover identity was undoubtedly exposed to Yu Jiang two years ago, Qingchuan Yu almost never spoke to Yu Jiang in such a humble manner in the past two years.
Perhaps those who are favored are always confident. Qingchuan Yu can even do whatever he wants in the whiskey group by relying on Yu Jiang's inexplicable affection for him.
Only today, Qingchuan Yu lowered his proud head just to retain a little more dignity for his deceased best friend.
Perhaps it was also for Datehang, the only one among the five who still lived an ordinary life.
Yu Jiang supported the table with both hands, pushed back, and followed the swivel chair to move a large distance away.
This would allow him to see Qingchuan Yu's expression more clearly.
Qingchuan Yu was slightly startled and said nothing. He just stared at Yu Jiang stubbornly and firmly, refusing to give in even a step.
"Go away, I won't investigate any more."
After a moment, Yu Jiang spoke softly, agreeing to Qingchuan Yu's request - again.
Qingchuan Yu's heart, which had been hanging high, finally fell to the ground, but there was still no joy on his face.
"Thank you." Qingchuan Yu sincerely thanked Yu Jiang, and even bowed deeply according to Japanese etiquette.
While he was bowing, Yu Jiang just sat on the chair and looked at Qingchuan Yu indifferently. There was no emotion in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were downward, showing a coldness that made people stay away.
Qingchuan Yu is gone.
After getting a satisfactory answer, he certainly had no need to stay here.
Yu Jiang turned his phone back on and pressed the delete button on the email.
[After the email is deleted, it cannot be retrieved. Please confirm whether to delete this email. 】
【whether】
Yujiang picked up the coffee cup and drank the little instant coffee left in the cup.
Two seconds later, Yu Jiang pressed the [No] key, swiped up to the reply interface, and typed a short command:
[Continue checking. ——Puppet]
He does admire Qingchuan Yu, and Qingchuan Yu is indeed the type that Yu Jiang has never encountered in his previous ten years of life, but if he believes that just one Qingchuan Yu can make Yu Jiang lose his bottom line...
Sorry, he was tolerant, not stupid.
He has already found out about Matsuda Jinpei, and he is only one step away from the true identities of Aokawa Yu and Amuro Tohru. For him to choose to give up at such a critical moment, one Aokawa Yu is not enough.
It's a pity that at this moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang has no time to think about whether Yu Jiang's promise will be fulfilled.
One day later, different email addresses sent Yu Jiang the latest survey results.
The information this time is not as complete as that of Matsuda Jinpei. There are not even photos. There are only a few simple sentences written on the information:
[Zhu Fu Jingguang graduated from the Onizuka Class of the Metropolitan Police Academy and is now working in the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. 】
[Rei Fukoutani, graduated from the Onizuka class of the Metropolitan Police Academy's first class, and now works in the Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department. 】
There is no need to rely on photos, just intuition, Yu Jiang has completed the connecting game.
He confirmed that Zhu Fu Jingguang was Qingchuan Yu's real name, and Fang Gu Ling was naturally Amuro Toru.
