"Then just think that I'm suffering from paranoia."
"Don't take it too seriously. This is just my personal suspicion, not a test by the organization. I will not deliberately label you as a traitor because of these thoughts."
"Although killing is explicitly prohibited in the organization, this rule is just a fiction and will only be brought out when necessary. If you die so easily, it means you are not suitable to stay in the organization."
"I think you are so smart, you should understand."
Bingjiu stood in the shadows, but the neon lights flashing on the street at night made her slightly narrow her light blue cat eyes. From her standing posture, it could be seen that all the muscles in her body had not relaxed.
Even if there is no need to fight, he still maintains the habit of fighting.
He used his usual calm voice and said softly: "I have read your information. You are an intelligence officer actively recruited by the organization. It is inevitable to get a code name. But tooru, you must get used to the suspicious attitude of others towards you as soon as possible. .”
This is definitely not a cpu.
Gin does not trust anyone easily, or in other words, he always doubts everyone in the organization.
Tonight, Bingjiu wore a clean white sweatshirt and black pants. If you ignore the slight bulge on his lower waist - which is a small gun - he would look more like a high school student.
And for this teenage boy, who was said by his classmates to be a good student who would sit obediently in class and listen to the teacher's lectures during the day, at this moment in the evening, he had long lost the high-spiritedness that he should have in his age group when he spoke.
If he had never been this undercover agent and accidentally saw Icewine after class on the road, Toru Amuro would not have suspected that he was a sophisticated criminal with heinous crimes.
Toru Amuro gradually calmed down his inner tension, which was enough to show how inhumane this organization is.
Icewine would warn him like this, and he might have encountered similar experiences in the organization, such as suspicion, teammates deliberately holding back, and blatant killings...
"Okay, I understand, thank you. From the first time we met, I thought Yoru was a very nice person." The blond young man bent down slightly and winked.
Bingjiu raised his head and glanced at him, his eyebrows moved slightly, and then he turned away expressionlessly, "But unfortunately, there are no good people in the organization, and I will not be the kind of good person judged by the world, tooru."
Toru Amuro smiled helplessly: "Oh, okay, okay."
The expression at this moment was so dazzling that Lian Ye's eyes flashed. This guy's smile was as lively and friendly as an Akita dog, and it was simply terrifying.
Of course, being awake all night was all an illusion.
Is this part of the Japanese undercover training course content?
While laughing and chatting with Bingjiu, Toru Amuro was always paying attention to the situation on the roadside. When he saw several new-faced policemen riding motorcycles on the street, he paused invisibly.
My heart was beating loudly again.
He glanced at Hiro, who was still negotiating with the police, and wanted to pat Xiao Tongran on the shoulder to give a subtle reminder, but due to the presence of Bingjiu at the moment, he couldn't do so openly.
Then we can only hope that Hiro and them can adapt to changes.
He made an excuse and took the ice wine to the other side.
Amuro Toru's heart was as bright as a bright mirror. He knew exactly why Icewine insisted on staying by their side even if he was impatient.
- They are not yet fully trusted by the organization.
No matter how young Icewine is, his heart is always devoted to his organization, and they cannot regard him as a normal Japanese high school student.
…
"...I understand the situation. Thank you for your cooperation. If there are any other clues later, I hope you can contact us again, Mr. Midorikawa."
The police officer nodded politely to Midorikawa Hikari.
He took a pen and wrote down everything the gentleman just said, which may be used as one of the evidences in this case.
"No problem. If you need my assistance later, Mr. Police can contact me at any time." Midorikawa Hikaru smiled slightly.
"It's rare to see someone as gentle as you." The police officer couldn't help but smile.
"That's ridiculous." Midorikawa Hikari kept smiling, but his mind was not entirely on this conversation. He was quietly observing the whole scene.
They were really not lucky this time. In fact, if their luck was better, it would be best for both of them not to have any interactions with the police at this stage.
Who knows if he will meet someone from the police academy who was at the same time as him. No matter whether they are familiar or unfamiliar, they will all be at least acquaintances.
Although Midorikawa Hikari looked calm and calm on the surface, his eyes stagnated for half a second. He closed his eyes in despair. The most worrying thing finally happened.
He saw it...! !
He saw someone who made his heart beat faster! ! !
The familiar face with curly hair in a police uniform, wearing a pair of black sunglasses and yawning, was walking slowly towards me.
Isn’t it none other than Matsuda Jinpei?
That's right, Matsuda joined the explosive ordnance disposal class after graduation, so it's normal to see him in such cases where bombs need to be identified.
Midorikawa Hikari clenched his fists, and the same strong sense of urgency as Toru Amuro quickly arose in his heart, but because he had received professional undercover training, he did not show any trace of it for the time being.
Bingjiu was still staring at him and zero in the dark. If something went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous!
…
When Matsuda Jinpei came in, he immediately noticed that the two guys were missing after graduation. What was unexpected was that he usually didn't see either of them, but this time he actually saw them both at the same time.
After a few glances, Matsuda Jinpei walked over.
Then, as he walked, he took off his sunglasses and glanced directly at the two guys who were probably trying to hide from people like crazy.
Someone happened to call him over there, "Matsuda, you guy, why are you here!"
Toru Amuro tried his best to relax his eyes, but found that Icewine standing next to him seemed to be staring at the police. His eyes seemed empty because there was no expression on his face, and he was pointing directly at——
In that direction, Matsuda Jinpei and another policeman were standing.
Is he looking at Matsuda or someone else? !
Clues discovered?
Lianye noticed the look in Toru Amuro's eyes next to him, and instantly understood in his heart that Zero might have misunderstood something and thought he was targeting Matsuda, right?
The next second, Ginjiu's tone was full of appreciation, and he whispered softly: "Touru, look, don't you think that the police officer's hair style is very similar to mine? Besides, I just got a haircut this month, Ginjiu. I’ve never seen this hairstyle before.”
The person who was just pinched this month was pinched according to Matsuda’s hair.
"..." Tohru Amuro didn't expect this to be the reason, but his heart twitched again as he thought of another extremely dangerous possibility.
It is said that some members of the organization hate to see anyone with the same hairstyle as themselves, especially when that person is a policeman who is incompatible with each other.
After not hearing a reply for a long time, Li Ye was a little confused. He turned around and asked again, "Toru, doesn't it look like it?"
He must have pinched it quite like it. It was based on Matsuda's photo. He pinched it carefully for a long time, down to the hair.
Since both he and Toru Amuro were standing in the shadows, it was difficult to notice that half of the other's face was already in darkness.
He heard Amuro Toru smile and reply:
"It looks very similar, but I think there is still room for trimming this type of hair. I can show you my skills when I get back."
Lianye: "..."
Will Zero also cut hair?
But I don’t know why, but I feel like my head is about to be cut off.
