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

Director Kuroda glanced at the receiver in surprise, suppressing the urge to ask questions.

Some things can be kept safe as long as they remain secret forever.

"Send the report to my email." Director Kuroda calmed down and quickly gave the email address.

Furiya Rei's mystical smile froze. He coughed lightly, regaining his sharp and calm demeanor, and said seriously, "Yes, sir. In fact, I need your help."

Fūya Rei's brows were stern, and he spoke calmly, "I hope that my undercover identity is known only to you and my contact. No paper or electronic files should be kept."

Director Kuroda pointed out sharply: "You suspect there are undercover agents within the public security system and are worried about being exposed?"

"I believe you have kept my identity confidential to the highest degree possible, and the organization cannot easily find out. But just in case, please agree to this."

Director Kuroda was pleased with his caution, but at the same time, he had to warn: "Then you must be prepared for the hostility of your fellow undercover agents, and even their unscrupulous targeting! Even if I die unexpectedly, your identity will be in jeopardy. The contact's one-sided testimony is not trustworthy."

Furuya Rei had no undercover records, no superiors to endorse him, so when he appeared as Bourbon, he was naturally distrusted by the system, suspected by the upper echelons, and even imprisoned...

"I'm ready." Furuya Rei's tone was more serious than ever.

Director Kuroda had no choice but to agree, then raised another question: "Some members of the Public Security Bureau know that Furuya Rei was captured by the Black Organization, even if it's just a few people. But you should know that once a secret is known to another person, it's no longer a secret."

Furuya Rei explained seriously, "That's why I need only you and my contact to know my identity. In the eyes of others, the captured Furuya Rei has nothing to do with Bourbon."

He emphasized: "Bourbon is Amuro Toru, and the one who was captured was only Furuya Rei."

"Since you've separated Bourbon's and Furuya Rei's identities, what identity will Furuya Rei assume when he enters the organization?"

The Metropolitan Police Department will also send an undercover agent, who has a special relationship with Furuya.

Since Bourbon Amuro Toru is not equal to Furutani Rei, what about Furutani Rei?

It's impossible to fake death.

Furiya Rei coughed lightly, his earlobes reddening and his cheeks burning. He asked sheepishly, "What do you think of Bourbon's Canary, a high-ranking member of the organization?"

Director Kuroda: ...

I am my canary

Please forgive him for being too old to imagine such an operation.

But since Rei Furuya was able to overcome the crisis safely, he must have his own judgment of the situation. Director Kuroda chose to believe in him and gave him full support.

"If you need it, the police will cooperate. The police who know you've been arrested will also get this information."

Including Officer Miyamura.

Of course, it was just vague news. For example, a public security elite who was about to go undercover was spotted by a high-ranking member of the Black Organization who happened to pass by because he was too superficial. The high-ranking member was so shocked by her beauty that he was kidnapped.

More is not clear.

Fūya Rei clearly heard the implicit meaning behind Director Kuroda's words, and a layer of embarrassed blush appeared on his wheat-colored skin, but he did not refuse.

He needed this misunderstanding to cover up more traces.

After the two exchanged intelligence on the Black Organization and finalized the minor details of the public security cooperation operation, the conversation came to an end.

A trace of relief crossed Director Kuroda's face, and he said solemnly, "From now on, I'll address you as Bourbon. So, Inspector Furuya, I wish you good luck in your military career."

After hanging up the phone, Director Kuroda thought for a moment and sent a message to Officer Miyamura.

Inside the safe house, Rei Furuya put down his slightly hot cell phone, with a hint of fatigue and relaxation in his eyes.

There are no problems with the public security department, and the next step is to lay the groundwork on the organizational side.

His purple-gray eyes sparkled and there was a firm look between his brows.

——For a bright future!

Fūya Rei set his phone to a mode that blocked all incoming calls and placed it close to his body. He ate all the cake he brought into the bedroom and immediately lay down on the bed to rest.

On the other side, Officer Miyamura, who had just parked his car outside the Metropolitan Police Department, was not in the mood.

When he opened his phone, the first thing he saw was an email from Director Kuroda.

[Furiya Rei was spotted by Bourbon and taken away.]

Officer Miyamura:? ?

Officer Miyamura: !!

Officer Miyamura almost thought he was dreaming. He stared at the words, squeezed his phone so hard that it creaked, and looked extremely ferocious.

"Bourbon!"

He pronounced the name, his eyes fixed on the word 'Bourbon', his dark pupils were cold and ruthless, but also seemed to be mixed with raging anger.

Was he taken away by Bourbon?

Which one do you like?

He couldn't help but think of some filthy things in the other world. Officer Miyamura's face turned red, and he wished he could chew the bourbon into pieces and grind it into powder between his teeth.

He was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. There were always some dirty rats living in the sewers who were afraid of the light and wanted to drag the shining soul into the darkness and stain it with filth!

He would never allow Rei Furuya to become like that!

That child should live a vigorous and hopeful life, instead of being dragged into darkness and becoming a mess.

Since the police cannot act rashly, they can only ask people in the organization to pay attention to Jiang Gu's psychological condition at all times, at least to prevent him from suffering too much damage, and then find a way to rescue him!

Officer Miyamura looked towards the Metropolitan Police Department with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Will you be the best choice?

He closed his eyes to calm himself down before heading towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

Don't be impatient, he's in a bad mood and needs to calm down.

Officer Miyamura let out a long breath, tightened his grip on the briefcase, and suppressed his exploding emotions. He decided to teach the young undercover agent first, and then assign Furuya Rei as a public security task after he finished his course.

Given his relationship with Jōgō, he will definitely pay more attention to it.

October 4th, 8:00 a.m.

Fūya Rei decorated the room, making sure it was full of detective style.

The organization will not give him too much free time, nor will it let him stay idle all the time. I'm afraid someone is already on the way.

Furiya Rei slowly put on his clean detective uniform including the small cape, smoothed his blonde hair, and leisurely leaned back on the sofa to play games.

At ten o'clock sharp, the door of the safe house was kicked open.

Without even turning his head, Furuya Ling said, "Vodka-kun, when you give the bill to the logistics department later, just say that it was Killer-kun who kicked the door in."

Vodka froze at the door and dared not say a word.

Gin came in with a gun, sneered, and looked murderous.

"Get up and come with me to do the mission." Gin said in a cold tone.

Furuya Rei played with his phone in one hand and stuffed potato chips into his mouth with the other, saying self-willedly, "Detectives are logistics personnel and don't need to go out on missions."

"Just remote assistance."

Don't rush to access organizational information, otherwise you will be suspected.

He didn't dare underestimate Gin's sharpness at all.