The Metropolitan Police hoped to unearth more secrets from the ghost boy Nawu, so he was sent to a nearby public hospital and received sparing treatment from the hospital.
However, a week later, news spread like wildfire that Ghost Boy Nawu had died.
Yujiang, who no longer paid attention to them, learned of the death of Ghost Boy Nawu.
Afterwards, Ni participated in the "change of dynasties" and heard that Busujima Kiriko, who was favored by the ghost boy Naya and then expelled, is back.
After a series of struggles for power and profit, Mud Cankai finally fell into the hands of Busujima Kiriko.
Although the power of the Mud Cankai has been greatly reduced, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated in the dark side of Japan.
"Buzz buzz-"
Yu Jiang's cell phone vibrated gently on the table. This was the third time in five minutes, but its owner still had no intention of taking a look.
The phone vibrated for a while and then subsided quickly.
Half a minute later it started vibrating again.
Yujiang finally turned his attention from the celebrity ranking competition schedule to his mobile phone.
There was no note on the call, but the number belonged to Belmode.
"What's the matter?" Yu Jiang asked lazily after answering the phone.
"I haven't congratulated you for escaping from death yet." Belmod's cheerful voice came from the receiver, "The car accident a year ago was so terrible, I almost thought you were really dead."
"What, are you envious?"
Belmode smiled: "It used to be a little bit, but now it's gone."
"Is that what you're bombarding me with phone calls about?"
"Of course not. Do you know the news of Papet's death?"
Yu Jiang sneered: "You just came back from no man's land?"
Belmod ignored Yu Jiang's teasing: "It's really curious. How do you want to stir up this muddy organization?"
Yu Jiang shrugged: "I just want to live a clearer life."
"Sometimes it's not a good thing to live too clearly." Belmode tapped the table with black nail polish and suddenly asked, "Do you hate Shuichi Akai?"
"Of course I hate it." Yu Jiang replied without hesitation.
Belmode was not surprised by the answer: "I have a plan to kill Akai Shuichi, do you want to participate?"
Kill Shuichi Akai?
Then wouldn't all the efforts he had racked his brains and even risked his own life have been in vain?
Yu Jiang did not answer immediately, but said: "I can consider your plan, but I have to know the content and risks in advance."
"Don't worry, my plan is meticulous."
Ikue didn't want to kill Akai Shuichi, but if Belmode could make Akai Shuichi suffer, he would still be happy to join in the fun.
"Tell me the specific situation."
"A road murderer recently appeared in the United States, and Shuichi Akai is responsible for investigating this case. I plan to use the murderer to lure Shuichi Akai out and kill him in the FBI's hometown."
"Is this what Ley went back to the FBI to do?" Yu Jiang was a little disappointed. He thought Akai Shuichi could continue to fight on the front line against the organization.
"It seems a bit boring, but isn't it just right for us?"
"Once it fails, the existence of the organization will be exposed, right?"
Belmode raised his eyebrows: "It's strange that you are so cautious?"
"What do you know?" Yu Jiang laughed, "I'm not Papet, I'm just a newcomer and I have to be careful everywhere."
"Okay, but your worries are unnecessary. The reason why I want to use the Highway Killer is to lower the vigilance of the FBI. Even if the mission fails, the FBI can only find the killer at most."
"OK, I agree." Yu Jiang agreed to Belmod's invitation, "But I still have to remind you that the United States is the territory of the FBI, and your plan may not succeed."
In other words, from Yu Jiang's point of view, this plan is bound to fail.
Belmode didn't think so: "Of course I can't do it alone, don't I have you?"
Later, Belmode mentioned another thing: "By the way, an old friend is coming to the United States. I just took this opportunity to get together with a few of us."
She didn't say the name of her old friend, but Yue guessed it accurately: "Fujimine Yukiko?"
Belmode was slightly surprised.
Yujiang sneered: "There are not many people you can call old friends."
"Want to join in the fun?"
"Fujimine Yukiko is going, of course I won't miss it."
"Then it's settled. You buy the ticket and send it to me. I'll pick you up at the airport then."
"OK."
Ikue and Fujimine Yukiko - no, maybe he should call that person Mrs. Kudo now - they have known each other for a long time, almost as much as Belmod.
Fifteen years ago, that is, the second year after Ikue joined the organization, Ikue, as a child of Sharon Wynyard's best friend, joined her and Fujimine Yukiko to learn the art of disguise from the famous magician Mr. Kuroba Toichi.
At the beginning, the reasons given by Bermod and Fujimine Yukiko for becoming apprentices were to improve their acting skills, but Ikue knew that he and Bermod were completely attracted by the mobility and convenience of the Disguise Technique.
Counting the days, he and Fujimine Yukiko hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and Fujimine Yukiko might not even be able to recognize him when walking on the road.
…
On Thursday, Yu Jiang got on a flight to New York, USA.
Belmode did not break her promise. She picked up Yu Jiang at the airport on her cool motorcycle.
Fortunately, Yujiang didn't bring any luggage, otherwise a mere motorcycle wouldn't be able to fit in it.
After arriving in New York, Yujiang first learned some information about the Road Killer from Belmode.
In order to hide from the shrewd guy Akai Shuichi, they even rehearsed the disguise process in advance to ensure that there would be no problems.
The next day was the day that Belmode and Kudo Yukiko made an appointment.
The next day.
Belmode still drove her beloved motorcycle and went to the hotel to pick up Yu Jiang.
"Tonight there is a golden art show at the Ghost Theater on Broadway. It is a very rare opportunity." After receiving Yujiang, Bellmode said as he rushed towards Broadway, "I made an appointment with Yukiko to meet at the entrance of the theater. By the way, take them to the backstage of the theater."
"them?"
"It should be her son. Anyway, I gave her three tickets."
Yu Jiang looked at the time and questioned: "The show starts at eight o'clock, and you have to go backstage in advance. It's already seven twenty. Is it too late?"
Belmode smiled softly, his eyes full of confidence: "It's not too late, just wait and see!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Belmode turned the handle of the motorcycle, and the speed suddenly increased by dozens of yards.
The motorcycle quickly passed the car next to it, constantly changing lanes in the traffic, turning left and right, as nimble as a loach.
Yu Jiang put his hands behind his back, feeling the cold wind blowing against his face. Even with the helmet blocking him, he could still feel the biting wind cutting through his skin like a knife.
