What reason should be found?
Watching Gin go upstairs, Suiwu Reina thought secretly in her heart. The corner of her eye glanced at Belmod who was drinking leisurely on the sofa. The keen latter immediately noticed her gaze, then raised his wine glass as if he didn't know anything, pursed his lips and smiled: "What's wrong, Kil?"
"No, it's nothing, I just feel a little unreal." After pretending to rub his temples, Shui Wulian sat down and sighed: "I didn't expect that the counselor of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department was actually a member of the organization. We are still here The Metropolitan Police Department has made such a big noise."
"Absolutely. Even I was shocked by the fact that Uno Tadayoshi was an undercover agent." Bermod put down his wine glass and bit into a slender lady's cigarette. As if he had completely forgotten about the recording, the corners of his mouth raised: "Gin? The guy is really appetizing.”
"So, when will we leave Japan?"
Looking at the computer screen where everything was still normal, Reina Mizuno, who still hadn't figured out a feasible way to break away from the team to deliver information to Katsuki Kamehara, began to try to make insinuations.
"The transfer from the Americans will take time. I don't know at the earliest, but it should be tomorrow morning at the latest. You don't have to go back to pack your things. You won't be using your identity as a reporter for the Japanese TV station anyway. Just be ready to leave at any time. "
Belmod's seemingly casual words immediately stopped Shui Wu Lina's idea of going back to her residence alone to pack her things. After all, she has never been to this stronghold before, and God knows where there is surveillance.
As an undercover agent, Reina Mizuna could not do anything for a while even if she wanted to report a message to Katsumi Uehara. After all, she had to consider whether her identity was exposed or not, so she still didn't dare to play these treacherous tricks under the noses of Gin and Bellmode, or she might be sent a bullet through the heart.
"What about Miwa Central Hospital?"
"It was definitely going to explode before I left. Even if Katsumi Uehara still didn't realize there was a bomb in the hospital then,"
Belmode, who was staring at the screen, smiled with a hint of amusement: "Miyano Akemi is better to say it. As for Shirley, Gin will definitely kill her."
"What about inside the organization? The senior researcher should be quite important, so you just gave up? I thought it was just Gin who wanted to teach her an unforgettable lesson."
Belmode, who was shaking his cigarette ashes, glanced at her meaningfully and said, "You should have heard Rum's phone call just now. He only asked about Gin's bombing of the Metropolitan Police Department and did not mention it. Shirley."
Does Shirley matter?
Of course it's important.
But this importance is based on her willingness to dedicate her talents to the organization. Once she chooses to give up this necessary basic condition, Shirley will be of no use to the organization.
From the moment Shirley raised her gun at Gin and stated that she would interrupt the research on aptx-4869, her end was doomed.
The earth will turn around if anyone leaves it, and the organization cannot be kidnapped by a powerless woman.
Typical examples include Miyano Hiroshi and Miyano Elena.
As Shirley's parents, these two were the geniuses who developed the first generation of drugs from scratch, but the organization still killed them, and finally destroyed their bodies in a fire.
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When he thought of the two "culprits" who made him look like this, the look in Belmod's eyes became more and more fierce. Shui Wulian, who was keenly aware of the changes in his emotions, twitched his eyelids imperceptibly, silently poured himself a glass of wine, and happened to hear a notification in his ear——
"The time has been set. At 10:30 tomorrow morning, an American plane will take us out of Japan."
Turning around to follow the sound, Gin, who had changed back into his iconic black windbreaker and top hat, slowly walked down the stairs and informed the two of them in a cold tone: "Vodka will be left alone by the Americans we arranged as FBI agents." Pick up and meet us in Chicago.”
"Tsk, it feels really unpleasant to be forced to leave."
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. After coming back to his senses, Bermod curled his lips and picked up which bottle he didn't want to drink: "Right, gin."
Although it is a question, the tone is unquestionable.
Gin walked behind her expressionlessly, casting his cold gaze condescendingly at the screen: "Is anyone here?"
…………………………………………
"not yet."
On the road, in the traffic.
Uehara Katsumi, who kept in touch with Kuroba Kaito, Miyano Akemi, and Aso Minoru through emails, shook his head, controlled the steering wheel with both hands and made a sharp turn: "My informant replied that no trace of the bomb has been found yet."
"Why didn't you notify the explosive ordnance disposal squad? If there was a bomb, could your informant be more professional than them in defuse it?"
In the passenger seat, Miwako Sato opened the book and placed it on her lap. She kept writing down her partner's previous speculations with a pen. She frowned and said in confusion: "If we inform them, the hospital bomb is not Is it easier to find?"
"How should I put it? It's not that I don't trust the skills of my colleagues. It's just that if even he can't defuse the bomb..."
Katsumi Uehara didn't finish the rest of the words, but Miwako Sato already understood everything, her eyes were surprised: "You actually know such a powerful informant?"
How?
She has worked diligently in the Metropolitan Police Department for so many years, and although the number of informants she has accumulated is countless, the actual effectiveness is basically that of a cow. It is purely a matter of casting a wide net to catch as many fish as possible, and counting every one she can catch.
Katsuki Uehara had only been at the Metropolitan Police Department for a year, so where did he have the connections?
"How's it going? Are you jealous?"
Seeing the brightly lit Mihua Central Hospital appearing at the end of the road, Katsuki Uehara, who was gradually relaxing, had a smile on his lips and said jokingly: "I can't help it, this is my personal charm." The tiger's body shook, Immediately some people abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side.”
"Tsk."
Miwako curled her lips when she heard that his mood had improved. After glancing at the still intact lights of the hospital, she roughly understood the reason for his relaxation: "Which of your ex-girlfriends is it again?"
"I do, but I'm sorry, he's a man."
"Ex-boyfriend?"
"..."
squeak! ! !
With the brakes applied, the Evo, which was either magenta or sexy, came to rest on the curb in an irregular posture. With a smile on her lips, Miwako Sato stepped out of the passenger door and leaned against the car, joking: "I can't tell you are bisexual. Is this the reason why you broke up with your ex?"
After closing the car door, Katsuki Uehara took off his headphones and stuffed them back into his suit pocket. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to know more about my past, Sato, there is no need to be so tactful. I will answer everything."
Miwako Sato pouted noncommittally: "Then I'm afraid you're overthinking it. I'm not curious about Hua Xin Carrot's past. Instead of worrying about this, I'd rather worry about whether the hospital will explode tonight and whether to proceed in advance. Evacuate people.”
"Probably not tonight. Gin has just left the Metropolitan Police Department, so he is probably busy making reports and planning an escape route."
Katsuki Uehara shook his head: "If it were me, after committing a crime that provoked the face of a country by detonating the Metropolitan Police Department, I would definitely have to deal with the escape matter as soon as possible. Where would there be air traffic control? - "
"But the fact is, you are not him."
Miwako glanced at her partner angrily: "If I were him, I would definitely try my best to kill you before escaping. After all, you have ruined so many things for him."
"How is it possible? He doesn't have time to kill me now. The consequences of detonating the Metropolitan Police Department will be very serious."
The man shrugged indifferently: "I really didn't expect that he could use this method to escape from the Metropolitan Police Department. This was my mistake."
"Don't talk about you, no one can think of it."
The woman who mentioned this incident also sighed: "I still can't figure out how the section chief brought those bombs into the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Although the amount is relatively small, it can't be covered by just a few pieces of clothing. And according to the person who used to monitor the section chief, he didn't have any briefcase or anything like that when he went to and from get off work."
"Head of the Surveillance Section? Is he one of Director Odagiri's people? How did you say that?"
"There's nothing to say, it's all just tracking diaries, and I didn't find any abnormalities at all -"
"Uehara, Sato Criminal."
The two of them were talking and walking towards the hospital when a figure was waiting at the door.
"Dr. Aso, why are you here?"
After walking in, Miwako Sato was obviously surprised when she saw the person coming. Asami was holding a big bag with some food and waving to the two of them.
"You have to ask our respected Uehara Police Department. With a wave of his hand and a phone call, he asked me to stay up late and work overtime. I didn't even have time to eat dinner. Now I have to come to the hospital to look at my bones."
Raising the portable canvas bag in his hand, Aso Minoru glanced sideways at his friend who was looking up at the starry sky. As if in a sinister manner, he reached out and took out two buckets of instant noodles and put them back.
"Ahem, police and citizens cooperate, police and citizens cooperate, and besides, there is overtime pay, right? Don't worry, I will definitely feed you when the time comes. The Metropolitan Police Department has money."
The shameless Katsuki Uehara patted his chest to ensure that he would be satisfied with this meal.
Again, the Metropolitan Police Department has sufficient funds, and just deducting three melons and two dates in the name of a high-ranking person is a huge windfall for an individual.
"Sato, let's go and look at the bones first - huh? Sato?"
Uehara Katsumi, who turned to the side and was about to call his partner to follow him, looked at her in a strange way. He raised his right hand and waved it in front of her: "What's wrong with you?"
"...Nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."
Miwako Sato, who came back to her senses in an instant, looked away from Aso Minoru's portable canvas bag full of things, and said thoughtfully: "Uehara, do you think there is a possibility that the bomb was not the section chief's? Those who were brought into the Metropolitan Police Department were brought in by others.”
Uehara Katsuki, who sensed something was wrong, frowned and his tone suddenly became serious: "What do you mean? What did you think of?"
