Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Yuya Kazami admired how well Mr. Fūya hid Bourbon's identity, even the codename members of the organization were unaware of it, which led to a joke of fighting over it.

Jōgō Rei was stunned for a moment, and immediately guessed that the public security department had received information from an informant.

For example, the online meeting with a large number of code-named members.

His ears turned slightly red and he felt extremely ashamed.

Why doesn’t the worrywart feel ashamed when he does something like this? When he cheats others (such as Gin), why does he also cheat himself!

Fūya Rei covered his face and said embarrassedly, "Don't worry, they agree with us."

Feng Jianyu's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out: "How did you incite them to rebel?"

Jiang Guling:...?

Was it his illusion? Feng Jian's words always made him feel that there was an inexplicable meaning in them, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure it out.

Furuya Rei hinted, "They're both just like Bourbon."

They are all my vests.

Yuya Kazami breathed a sigh of relief, mistakenly thinking that the two were also undercover agents.

In that case, those rumors must have been spread by the undercover agents.

Are all undercover agents like this...?

Although Yuya Kazami didn't understand, he was greatly shocked.

He was cautious and didn't dare to ask more questions: "I understand, Mr. Furuya."

After hanging up the phone, Fūya Ling glanced at an eyewear store not far away and suddenly shuddered.

He gritted his teeth secretly, Hagiwara and Matsuda must have recognized his voice.

The curly-haired idiot's voice was sinister and filled with anger, and he definitely wanted to beat him up.

Fortunately, after today, the effect of the Vitality Chicken Stew will take effect, and those two idiots will not remember what happened in the past few days.

As for whether they will be scared, haha.

Fūya Rei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead expressionlessly and clenched his fists.

I've decided not to see them for the next four years.

When we meet again in four years, it’s hard to say who will feel guilty.

I also have to urge Feng Jian to finish the report today, otherwise he will forget everything after waking up from a sleep.

After sending an email to Feng Jian, he quickly dealt with the public security matters.

Now, he needs to explain why he was missing for two hours after getting off the plane.

Fūya Rei pressed his phone, quickly skipping over lines of code and seeing pieces of information.

Soon, a fresh and hot post from just one second ago appeared in an inconspicuous corner of the dark web.

[FBI Deputy Director Thomas was suspected to have died an hour ago.]

After checking, Ling Furuya discovered that the poster happened to pass by Deputy Director Thomas's house. After accidentally discovering this bizarre thing, he posted the message on the dark web in order to mock the authorities.

Fortunately, the message had just been sent out and no one paid attention to it.

Fūya Rei took the opportunity to suppress the post and quickly contacted his subordinates in the United States.

The subordinates developed by Detective Ka are all very useful. The only thing that makes him unbearable to look at is the code names of his subordinates.

A few minutes later, the other party called.

"Sir, Deputy Commissioner Thomas died suddenly at home while having sex with his lover. His lover has absconded with the money."

Fūya Ling raised an eyebrow and ordered, "Hide that woman and immediately go to Thomas's house to deal with the situation."

"Yes, the Dessert Club will obey your will."

Fūya Rei felt a headache and ordered, "...In ten minutes, have Cheesecake hack into the New York radio station and broadcast what I said."

The man codenamed Cheesecake is a super hacker and a member of the Dessert Club.

"No problem, President."

After ending the communication, Fūya Rei took a deep breath, but still couldn't help turning around and punching the wall.

How on earth did you pronounce the name Dessert Club?

It feels too hot to the mouth.

There are also code names for the company members, which make your mouth feel sweet and your cheeks ache as soon as you hear them.

The detective is really willful.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but when he thought about the brooches he sent to Matsuda and Hagiwara, he started to laugh again.

That's the official member logo of the Dessert Club, designed by the detective and made by Dr. Agasa himself. Each one is unique.

In short, first give the two big scoundrels a reliable background. As a concentration camp of detective believers, it is easy to protect the two young policemen.

If one day Gin thinks of the two of them and goes out with a gun to seek revenge, he will have to consider whether he can afford to offend the fanatics.

Jiang Gu Ling calmed down, took out the organization's contact phone, quickly restored the location, and then turned it on.

The reminders of more than a dozen missed calls are very noticeable.

Coincidentally, the phone rang again.

It's Belmode.

Fūya Rei raised an eyebrow, walked slowly out of the alley, and said with a smile: "Are you in such a hurry, Miss Vermouth?"

Vermouth was not at ease at all. During the time when she could not contact Tennessee, she received several calls from Japan.

After Gin's action team failed, seven bases of the organization were destroyed. Both BOSS and Rum took it very seriously and asked about Tennessee's situation many times.

After all, the beginning of this incident was obvious: Tennessee had planned to crash Gin's car into the sanatorium. The sanatorium was a drug dealer's base, and anyone who approached would be suspected, guarded, or even killed.

But Gin was not someone to be trifled with, so he directly sent out the action team, and the two sides naturally started fighting.

It would be a stretch to say that Tennessee doesn't understand nursing homes.

He also has a detective personality that has committed numerous major crimes internationally.

But the arrival of the police was quite coincidental, as they arrived just as the drug dealers were exchanging fire with the organization.

It can be said that the drug dealers were finished, the organization suffered a lot of losses, and only the police won.

Just like the previous Heiger Group mission, the public security intervened just right.

But it's impossible to say that the guy is an undercover sent by the authorities. Not to mention his schizophrenia, his endless list of crimes has provoked politicians from all over the world. He has offended so many people, who would dare to recruit him?

So, that guy must be using the police to plot something, it's not like he hasn't done that before.

The BOSS and Rum, who almost had the word "low-key" engraved on their foreheads, became restless. They just wanted to hide and seek eternal life, and did not want to be famous!

I calculated the time for the plane to land and quickly contacted someone, but the email was not replied, the text message was not read, and the phone call was not connected.

All their anger and suspicion were directed at Vermouth, which made her very angry.

"Little guy, you are really good at hiding."

On the other end of the phone, Vermouth said angrily with a smile on her face, her voice like she was squeezed out from between her teeth: "Your flight has been landed for two hours, and you disappeared right under my nose. You are really capable."

Fūya Ling had drooping purple-gray eyes, looking very well-behaved, but his eyes concealed gloom and indifference.

His clear and clear voice ended with a hint of silence: "Ms. Chris, thank you for your praise. I was just busy with my own personal matters. You know, we all need some private space."

Vermouth said calmly, "I'll be at your place in twelve minutes. Let's talk face to face about the so-called private space."