"The man next to the trash can, wearing a khaki shirt and wearing glasses." Kawakami judged with certainty.
"How do you know, newcomer?" Chianti asked with interest.
"Shut up. Everyone is on alert." Gin ordered.
Gin had no doubts about his judgment. In other words, he knew about his hyperamnesia condition, Kawakami thought. It doesn't feel good to have your best trump card known to others.
Kawakami reviewed the surveillance for nearly half a year and screened out more than 130 suspicious candidates. It was not too difficult for him to remember the physical characteristics of these people.
But if the information transmission cycle is longer than half a year, this move is just useless.
It was early morning, and there were only two or three tourists in the park. The man began to jog around the large flower bed in the center of the park.
Kawakami followed the opponent's movement and fell into silence when he saw a girl with a bun on her hair who was using fitness equipment and seemed to be full of energy.
...Why is Belmode here? Isn't she in the United States?
Belmod is a very powerful intelligence officer in the organization. She is proficient in disguise and can disguise herself as a man, woman, or child without any flaws.
But Tsumugi Kawakami always recognized her easily, relying on an indescribable intuition. This intuition was identified by Kawakami as the result of hyperamnesia.
No matter how proficient a person is in disguise, there are always some things in his words and deeds that cannot be changed.
Those tiny flaws would not be noticed by normal people, but they could be captured by his keen observation and memory, and finally the answers would be presented in the form of intuition.
The man in a khaki shirt ran five laps and sat on a bench near the rockery to rest. He accidentally dropped his glasses and slipped to the edge of the rockery. He hurried to pick it up.
This acting is not good...
Glasses are not like some cylindrical items with a smooth surface that can be rolled, which will cause problems if they fall on the edge of the rockery. Kawakami evaluates the opponent's every move.
The most important step in capturing alive is to incapacitate the target as quickly as possible. Using poison at close range is the first choice.
Now that Belmod is here and Gin doesn't say anything, this mission should be a sure thing. But Kawakamiji still didn't relax. He watched the man walk out of the park eagerly, and accidentally bumped into the girl with a round head——
Then the two hugged each other tightly, looking like two lovers in love from a distance.
"Mission accomplished." Belmod's magnetic female voice came from the communication.
"Why is that woman here?!" Chianti's frantic shouting became the background sound of the public frequency.
This mission was uneventful and ended satisfactorily. Gin sent out so many people, but he was as cautious as a lion fighting a rabbit.
However, Belmod obviously intervened halfway. The specific manifestation was that Gin said to Belmod unfavorably: "He gave it to you." Then he walked away with the unconscious undercover and other members of the organization.
Ah, keep him.
Only now did Kawakami realize that the "he" Gin mentioned was referring to him.
"So my ownership rights changed hands again without my knowledge, dear Sharon." Kawakami sighed pretentiously.
The two got into the car. Belmode smiled brightly, pinched the edge of his cheek with his fingers and pulled upwards, making the girl's beautiful facial features become distorted.
She pulled off a layer of rubber, revealing another gorgeous face and wavy hair of molten silver.
"The magic of transforming into a beautiful woman." No matter how many times I see Kawakami Tsumugi, I am always amazed by it.
Anyone present would be surprised to find that this person is Sharon Wynyard, a world-famous movie star who suddenly stopped acting a few years ago.
"My dear, you are really good at making trouble." Belmode teased.
"Dear, do you mean the information thing or the Shirley thing?" Kawakami responded in the same affectionate tone.
A year and a half ago, Tsumugi Kawakami and Bermod worked together on a long-term mission in the United States. They didn't know each other until they fought each other. The two established a "deep" friendship while scheming against each other.
Calling each other sticky was an entertainment reserved between Belmod and him, with the purpose of making each other disgusted. However, neither of them were ordinary people in terms of thick skin, so the winner of this project has never been decided.
"Shirley?" Belmod unexpectedly revealed a piece of new information, "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do much. I just took her out to play and improve her favorability." Kawakami replied, "Then Gin felt like his lungs were stabbed."
"Really?" Belmod started to laugh, "You want to test out how important Shirley is to the organization, right?"
"...Sister Sharon is so smart, everyone is curious."
"Don't be too close to Shirley. This is a piece of advice." Bellmode stretched out his hand and put his delicate jade fingers on Kawakami's chest. "After all...she is that person's daughter."
The daughter of Elena Miyano and Hiroshi Miyano.
Both Miyano and his wife were well-known geniuses in academia and core researchers of the organization. They were both killed in a laboratory fire 13 years ago. Belmode disliked the two of them for some reason.
"It's all up to you." Kei Kawakami tilted his head pretending to be obedient. He knew how to make himself look docile and harmless, "As long as Sharon will plead for me in front of my husband, I will not approach you. From annoying people.”
Belmode withdrew her hand with satisfaction. She did not ask Kawakami where he guessed that she had begged for him, nor how he knew that he hated Shirley.
"Do you have a mission when you come to Japan this time?"
"Secret." She smiled mysteriously, "You will know when the time comes."
"Also," Belmode dropped the bomb in a casual manner, "Although Rum and the gentleman believe that the data theft was a rare mistake on your part, I am still more inclined...that you are causing trouble in secret. "
"This is a very serious accusation, Belmode, you can't bully me just because I have a good temper." Kawakami was unmoved.
Bullying...Belmode was noncommittal.
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Two days ago.
Just like a tsunami, no matter how rough the sea surface is, only slight vibrations can be felt by the biological community on the sea floor.
And if you want to go up to find out what's going on, you will be torn apart by the storm.
Keen peripheral members could vaguely feel that something terrible had happened above, but everything was calm except for a group of people wearing white coats and glasses at certain organizational strongholds, who looked like members of the research team.
The experienced old man guessed that a high-status code member was going to be transferred to the Japanese branch.
Anyway, nothing to do with them.
But Kazushi Ohashi was different. This was a heavy hammer on his already sensitive nerves.
He is a CIA undercover agent.
His lurking colleague in the research team stole an extremely important research material. And contact him to go to the intelligence transmission point to respond.
If they have that material, they will take another big step forward in combating organized crime. Kazushi Ohashi was so excited that he couldn't sleep and felt uneasy.
Don't miss the opportunity before it comes again. The data will be automatically destroyed if no one opens it within 72 hours. He placed cyanide on his back molars and disposed of the confidential information in his hands.
Everything was going very smoothly until he bumped into a girl, his arm hurt and his vision went black.
He knew it was over.
