Scotch whiskey cannot return to them.
Naturally, Kuroda Hei heard what Toru Amuro said. He knew that he could no longer let his undercovers think like this:
At least it can bury suspicions, but at worst it can shake the morale of the army.
But Scotch is a hidden danger that police must deal with.
More importantly, this undercover agent who has been disconnected is a completely uncontrollable factor for them.
Although Fangtani Zero tried his best to claim that Zhu Fu Jingguang would never betray him, and the FBI's undercover agents also proved that Scotland was more likely to be under control... Now it seems that he is still on their side.
But what if?
People are unpredictable, and no one can predict whether Scotch Whiskey will really choose to surrender to the enemy one day. Even if he didn't surrender to the enemy, the answer of "being controlled by the organization" is even more difficult:
Scotland is likely to reveal unfavorable information without control.
It's like the Sword of Damocles is hanging above your head, like Schrödinger's cat is locked in a box.
If the police only have one undercover agent from Scotland, the problem is that Bourbon is still inside.
Logically speaking, Bourbon would be directly threatened by this time bomb, but looking at this guy's performance... he would never agree to the police eradicating this hidden danger.
Kuroda Bingwei couldn't help but think, but his expression didn't show. At the same time, he said firmly:
"You overlooked one point, Bourbon. The evidence that proves Scotch is an undercover agent has always been there, and that's you."
"Me?" Amuro Toru was stunned.
"That's right. When the Ministry of Public Security was reorganized due to casualties and Scotland's contact person died, you are the most direct evidence that Scotland is an undercover agent. As long as you can escape unharmed after hiding, Scotland has the possibility of returning. "
After hearing this, Toru Amuro's expression finally relaxed a little bit.
"At the same time, the game with that organization is a secret among secrets. In order to leak information, almost no one within us knows the existence of the undercover, and those who know cannot match the undercover with you. In other words, among most of our own people, It appears that Scotland and Bourbon are merely members of the organization.”
"That's a good thing and a bad thing."
Kuroda Biewei didn't make it too clear - given his status, it was impossible for him to make it too clear.
But Toru Amuro understood.
Jing Guang had no choice but to attack one of their own. In the eyes of the vast majority of police officers, this was just a routine operation by a frantic member of the organization, rather than a traitorous undercover agent handing in a name to the organization.
The organization takes actions against them or not against them every day, and every mission means that an organization member has blood on his hands.
Scotland blended in unobtrusively, and it was probably just Kuroda collecting this information in a targeted manner.
Secondly, there are very few people who know the undercover information. The small number means that a lot of information is easy to manipulate. If it is properly operated, a perfect answer can be delivered. In fact, after being in the organization for so long, Toru Amuro has reflexively thought of several whitewashing plans by gray forces.
"I see."
Toru Amuro bowed deeply, and his gratitude at this time was sincere.
Yes, Jingguang still needs to suffer in that organization in a short period of time. But Toru Amuro didn't just watch and was unable to intervene. Kuroda Biewei pointed out a tortuous but feasible path for him:
Don't expose yourself, don't act rashly. On this basis, you will use any means to climb up within the organization, and the higher your status, the more information you will get.
In the end, it will be more advantageous for him to compete with the police on matters related to Scotland.
More importantly, he must not die.
He is the most direct evidence that can prove Zhu Fu Jingguang's innocence.
Kuroda looked at Toru Amuro and said with a dark expression: "Even so, I still want to make one point: so far, all I can issue are blank checks."
"I can't promise you anything."
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"So, three people were injured on Rye's side; the casualties during the fight between you and the police are unpredictable; and seventeen people were injured on our side, let alone the serious ones..."
"Tsk, Gin, I suddenly feel that this operation is a bit of a loss..."
The gray-haired young man threw a lemon candy into his mouth. He was calculating the battle losses of organizing this operation.
What's more, because of the system that suddenly popped up two missions, the three people in Rye were actually not dead. Thinking about it this way...
Although I got the character points, I suddenly feel very unhappy. What should I do?
Gin didn't say anything, just sneered with an impatient expression. It was obvious that the leader of the action team didn't think there was anything to say about the loss of peripheral members. Anyway, peripheral members were always there.
"Okay, I understand, the injuries to those people don't matter, right... Speaking of Gin, you have really indirectly benefited another group of people. I bet that the salary of the HR department in the Japanese branch is definitely higher than elsewhere. After all, You have to recruit a group of people every once in a while. Just like the bugs written by programmers find jobs for other people——"
Therefore, Kashasha's thoughts were more like nitpicking.
Gin simply interrupted Kashaxia:
"Don't forget to report it after you finish the finishing work. As for the written report - let Scotland write the formal written report, and you can write another one yourself."
“Wait! Why do I have to write one?!
"Kawakami Jichun's black eyes suddenly widened.
Because Scotland was still nearby at this time, Gin didn't say anything. He just looked at the blind spot that Scotland couldn't see and mouth-synced to the gray-haired young man with some gloating.
【That one is still in Japan. 】
This time Kawakamiji was completely exhausted.
He simply pushed his laptop aside for a short distance, then stretched his hands forward and buried his face directly on the table.
Fall into autistic state.
"Can I refuse?" His voice was muffled.
"You can try it." Gin sneered.
When it came to trying, the gray-haired young man gave up decisively. Gin stared at Kashasha like a winner for a few seconds, and then left the room silently.
Only Scotland and Kawakami remained.
"Is it a difficult matter?"
After thinking for a few seconds, Scotland asked. Of course he knew that Gin and Kawakami had a communication while avoiding him.
"It's nothing, just write one more report." Kawakami reluctantly stood up from the table, "I just feel that this report is a bit difficult to write...the battle damage is a bit too great. Although Gin doesn't care, the personnel department They should be swearing over there, well, they probably don’t have the right to curse..."
After muttering a few more words, Kawakamiji calmed down, and then sighed softly.
Damn it.
Now that he really, really, really doesn't want to write a report, can't that gentleman just let him write it when he wants to?
However, Scotland seemed to have misunderstood Kawakami's sigh.
This member of the organization with blue cat eyes gently put his hand on the shoulder of the gray-haired young man. The latter couldn't help but trembled, but suppressed his body's instinct to fight back.
"Don't blame yourself too much. After all, Gin is mainly responsible for this operation. We can't avoid the casualties of peripheral members." Scotland said softly, "But if you feel sad... maybe in future missions, you can find ways to minimize the casualties. .”
Kawakami always likes to complete missions with minimal casualties, even if sometimes it takes twice as much time and energy to investigate intelligence.
At this stage, Kashasha has indeed not developed this habit, or is not yet proficient in it.
It's not that I feel bad about the death of peripheral members, it's just unnecessary.
Violence is only a means, not an end. Restrained violence is aesthetics, and indulgence is just a low-grade catharsis. Choosing to minimize casualties during a mission is like beating the game in hard mode.
But when this proposal came from Scotland's mouth...Kawakamiji felt inexplicably uncomfortable with being preached to.
Human psychology is like this. When you want to do something but are urged to do it, you don't want to do it anymore. When you are urged to do it again, you just don't do it.
So the gray-haired young man simply slapped Scotland's hand away from his shoulder and put on a fake smile:
"Anyway, you know it. We are actually not familiar with each other. So don't point fingers here and think you are right. Thank you."
