Toru Amuro didn't know that the colleague he tried every means to save had hooked up with the police.
Of course, because Feng Guling and Zhufu Jingguang belong to different departments, and the leaders of different departments do not communicate with each other so much...
So his boss didn't know either, or didn't know it so quickly.
This is like a ship sailing on the water. Different cabins are separated and sealed. When there is a water leak, the whole ship will not be defeated because of one mistake.
But there is also this side effect. This side effect is like a pair of bad students meeting to copy homework. You write half and I write half.
As a result, after they finished writing, they exchanged it and found that they both wrote the same half.
Just very...
Early in the morning, seven o'clock sharp.
Toru Amuro contacted his subordinate Yuya Kazami, and the two agreed on a time and place for the meeting. Then, he took out a set of work clothes from his closet.
Counting the time, he happens to be working part-time in a shopping mall today.
His current task is an intelligence investigation, which lasts for three days. He can definitely fish for a while before starting, and after contacting the police, the progress will definitely be faster.
Toru Amuro then thought about it. Kashasha had been so active in looking for him before. Out of a tentative mentality, he dialed Kashasha's phone number.
He waited for nearly a minute before getting through.
"Hello? Bourbon..." Kashasha's voice was confused, "I'm calling so early, what's the matter?"
After asking, the guy yawned.
Toru Amuro:......
Kashasha was still lying on the bed when she heard the sound.
Thinking that he had stayed up all night again for this matter - even though he was not busy with the organization, Toru Amuro couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"If I remember correctly, we still have a task on hand. Did you sleep so soundly, Kashasha?"
"You woke me up, Bourbon."
Kashasha seemed to wake up a little, and a strong feeling of unhappiness overflowed across the space.
"If I'm not mistaken, the first phase of this mission only requires collecting information. Does checking the computer also require me to provide military support?"
"I'm already a third of the way through the first step." Toru Amuro raised an eyebrow.
"Ah, then you are great..." Kashasha breathed again, "Come on, I'm going to sleep first."
"Beep beep... beep beep..."
Toru Amuro listened to the busy tone on the phone and sneered disdainfully.
He was now sure that Jing's labor force would definitely be squeezed in the hands of such a thing.
However, Kashasha's laziness just provided him with convenience, and the probability of him making mistakes in the connection this time would be even smaller.
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After reconnaissance of the information he needed, Kawakami drove the car back to the city, found a place to park, and then curled up in the driver's seat to sleep.
Parking in the suburbs would be too conspicuous, the drive back to the safe house would be too long, and it would shorten your sleep time. Kawakami planned to sleep in the car, but since he didn't recognize the bed, it didn't matter where he slept.
As for Scotland making breakfast and finding no one there...
Well, it's not a big problem, he should be used to it. At most, he threatened Kawakami with a few words afterwards: "I will pay for a security net after I walk through the door and open the window again."
As a result, I was woken up after not sleeping for long.
It's the bourbon thing.
Kawakami answered the phone, argued with Bourbon for a few words, and then found that he couldn't sleep anymore.
Tsk, nasty bourbon.
Obviously, this inexperienced intelligence officer did not know that when you are busy on a mission and your partner is lazy and sleeping, it does not necessarily mean that the other person is lying flat on his back.
He's probably done. And the progress is faster than yours.
My body feels a little sore after sleeping for a long time.
Anyway, there was no one here, so Kawakami was lying on his back, half-stretching his legs, weakly leaning against the roof of the car - not touching him, otherwise he would leave footprints.
The gray-haired young man's upper body slid down the seat due to gravity, until his head almost touched the bottom of the car.
Kawakami raised his eyes and could see the brake and accelerator plates under the instrument panel.
His brain was very tired, but he was forcibly excited and refused to rest. Kawakami was analyzing the road map involuntarily. Routes and strongholds of different colors were woven into a spider web; there were also data; there was still a part of his mind that was imagining the paper...
He still stayed up late.
No, you can't let your brain run wild, otherwise your thoughts will only become more and more confusing. Kawakami closed his eyes, meditated, and tried to fall asleep again.
I hadn't slept for five minutes when my phone vibrated annoyingly again.
...I can't get through this day.
Kawakami Tsumugi vowed that if it were still bourbon, he would spray him until he doubted his life.
Returning to his normal sitting position and looking at the phone number again, Kawakami swallowed the curse words that came to his lips and greeted him gently:
"Is the mission accomplished, Miss Nishimoto?"
It was Miko Nishimoto, the newcomer whom Kawakami had discovered that day. She was quite a gentleman to the young lady she had seduced, Kawakami Tsumugi.
"Yes, I've finished it!" Miko Nishimoto couldn't bear the excitement in her heart, "Master Kashasha, please...can you please give me your contact information such as email? I will send you the photos."
Kawakami just asked casually. He didn't expect it to be completed so quickly. He was a little surprised.
"No need." Kawakami started the car, "Where are you? I'll come over."
"Is this too much trouble for you?" Miko Nishimoto was flattered.
"It's no trouble. We just want to talk about your employment." Kawakami said.
It would take half an hour to get back to the safe house, and Scotland had almost finished breakfast by now, so it wouldn't be a good idea to bother someone else making another one.
Kawakami's taste has been spoiled now, and sometimes he doesn't want to eat instant noodles.
If you can't get food, going back to the safe house is not attractive.
Let’s settle Miko Nishimoto’s matter first. If she passes the acceptance check, she can be hired.
Miko Nishimoto sent her the address. She is currently shopping in a mall.
That shopping mall was not far or near Kawakami Tsumugi's place. Kawakami Tsumugi thought about it and sent an email to notify another person, the scavenger Sano Shigeyuki.
Then drove to the mall.
The shopping mall has two floors. The first floor is for food, household department stores, and all kinds of fresh food; the second floor is for clothing and household appliances. Kawakami found Miko Nishimoto in the fresh food area, and she was shopping for vegetables.
"Card--"
"Shh..." Kawakami Tsumugi made a silent gesture, "Just call me by my name. My name is Kawakami Tsumugi."
Kawakami Tsumugi's hand naturally wrapped around Miko Nishimoto's waist, then slid up to help her trim her hair.
The latter was stunned. On one side of Kawakami's hand, the palm of his hand was revealed, which was a miniature bug detector. A green signal means there is no problem.
"Okay, you can talk now."
"Mr. Kawakami." Miko Nishimoto knew she had misunderstood, and her cheeks turned red.
Compared with the first time they met, Miko Nishimoto has changed a lot, mainly her mental outlook.
In the ramen shop, she felt desperate. And now - that feeling of despair has not disappeared, but it has weakened from the point where it could destroy Miko Nishimoto to the point where it can support her to continue to live.
"I didn't expect you to move so fast, Miss Nishimoto." Tsuyoshi Kawakami smiled, "I thought it would take a few days."
"The Sword Comes"
"Just good luck, and thank you for your help, Mr. Kawakami."
Miko Nishimoto turned on her phone and showed Kawakami her work: a photo of Ai Idehara's corpse.
One distant shot and one close-up shot. He fell to death with his hands and feet broken. He was wearing a light yellow dress and lying in a pool of blood, like the stamens of a red flower.
Miko Nishimoto showed the photo of Ai Dehara in her normal state again and asked Kawakami Tsumugi to confirm that it was the same person.
No wonder Miko Nishimoto would admit her mistake, her appearance... really resembled that of Miyano Akemi.
"In the name of Tomoe Ukishima, I asked Hara Ai to meet on the rooftop, and then pushed her down."
Miko Nishimoto's voice was so low that Tsumugi Kawakami didn't hear it completely. He could only read her lips.
"That time at the ramen shop, I prepared for a long time. I investigated Hara Ai bit by bit from Tomoe Ukishima's confession and communication records - ironically, the place where that woman went most often was my sister's ramen shop."
"Wait a minute, I want to ask a question first. I've wanted to ask this question for a long time." Tsumugi Kawakami said, "Use Tomoe Ukishima to fish out Dehara Ai - why didn't you do this in the first place?"
