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

Judy's reply was within Akai Shuichi's expectations.

It was mentioned in previous intelligence that Tennessee dragged Amuro Toru to burn charcoal to commit suicide for love. They wanted to be together even in death, so there was no reason for them to be separated when they were alive.

So since Tennessee came to the United States, there is a high probability that Toru Amuro is also in the United States.

If he wants to get promoted, he has to get rid of Tennessee first.

Akai Shuichi lowered his eyebrows, his voice clear and magnetic, and said reasonably: "I think Tennessee is asking for help."

This unprecedented speculation shocked everyone in the office.

James was puzzled. How could it be a cry for help?

That man killed their deputy director!

He is so cruel, it's okay for others to ask for help.

"Tell me in detail." James knew that Shuichi Akai was not the kind of person who spoke without thinking. Since he could say it, he must have thought about it over and over again.

Akai Shuichi clicked the mouse to pause the video at the point where Tennessee claimed responsibility for Thomas's death. His sharp green eyes narrowed slightly, a look of deep thought. "Judging from his tone and wording, Tennessee is self-centered and arrogant, but also well-educated. His style of action is hawk-like, decisive and ruthless, and he never misses a single blow."

"And all his tenderness was reserved for Amuro-kun."

"For someone like this to suddenly become so high-profile and openly disclose the organization's code name, the only thing I can think of is that he's asking for help."

He leaned back in his chair, his long black hair grazing smoothly across the back. His knuckles tapped against the tabletop, his voice elegant and slow. "I suspect Tennessee, after experiencing the tragic death of Amuro-kun, has come to repentance and wants to protect Amuro-kun. Of course, we don't know what other details there are. But everyone is more or less aware of the organization's situation. It's not a place suitable for someone like Amuro-kun."

After giving everyone some time to react, Akai Hideaki raised his head, his dark green eyes sharp as icy flames: "In terms of targeting the organization, Tennessee will be our partner. Amuro-kun is the bargaining chip and bond he provided."

"He used Deputy Director Thomas's death to completely sever his ties with the FBI. From then on, few suspected him of any FBI action. He also revealed the organization's code name in public, practically breaking with it. I think this was his explanation to the FBI."

Akai Shuichi moved his fingers slightly, his eyes fell on the man in the black suit on the computer, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his blood was roaring and boiling, he had an urge to fight Tennessee impatiently.

The man was bold and crazy, meticulous and slick.

He's a well-matched opponent.

As long as he can survive the organization's wrath!

Akai Shuichi spoke slowly, his voice rising at the end, his voice rich and mellow: "Let's find Amuro-kun's whereabouts as soon as possible."

The officer, overwhelmed by his reliable guess, coughed a few times and asked in surprise, "You already know Tennessee's feelings for Amuro Toru, so why are you still trying to get close to him?"

Aren't you afraid of getting mad by trying to steal someone's girlfriend like this?!

What if the cooperation fails?!

"Calm down, James." Akai Hide's eyes flickered, and he tilted his head slightly, letting his long black curly hair fall over his shoulders. He chuckled softly, his voice tinged with ambiguity, "When Tennessee decides to push someone out, he must be prepared to let go."

As for the despicable act of stealing someone else's lover, he admitted that he had moral flaws.

But how far you can go is up to Amuro-kun.

He thought coldly, I just gave Amuro-kun more and better choices.

His voice was clear and full of charm, each word sounding like beautiful music. A faint smile floated in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Amuro-kun, you have the right to choose your own happiness."

The fact that that person has a figure like Tennessee in his hands and is stirring up trouble in the organization's upper echelons shows that he is not a mere dodder.

Most likely, that person is more dangerous than Tennessee.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, trying to suppress the excitement in his boiling blood.

It’s true, it makes people can’t wait to see it.

Kamal looked left and right, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Why aren't you surprised that Mr. Akai is trying to poach people?

This makes me look like a country bumpkin, so ignorant.

Kamal's face wrinkled into a ball, he was both admiring and helpless towards Mr. Akai.

I feel like the idol filter is broken, but it also seems like it’s not broken.

Others: Already stunned.

James listened carefully to his reasons: ...

Just speak nicely, don't try to show off like a peacock spreading its feathers.

His eyes passed over Judy, who was looking obsessed, and his face twitched.

James stroked his thinning hair, took a deep breath, and spoke cautiously, "Then I'll prepare the report and application, and get ready to contact Tennessee as soon as possible."

"Captain." Akai Shuichi suddenly called out, his voice unusually calm.

James's expression changed slightly, and his tone was cautious: "What's the matter?"

Akai Shuichi spoke in a hazy voice, "Please let me know as soon as you find out where Amuro-kun is. I will contact him personally."

James: “…Okay.”

You are so dedicated!

Tokyo, five o'clock in the morning.

Vodka, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up in a daze.

"Daughter, you finally woke up, woo woo woo, Daddy has been waiting for you for a long time~"

The old man's miserable howling scared Vodka so much that he shuddered and woke up completely.

He felt dizzy when he stood up and was caught by someone when he was about to fall.

"Thank you." Vodka thanked him politely.

He was stunned after saying that. He turned his head and saw the old man crying and sobbing: "Daughter..."

Vodka touched his legs in fear, then touched his stubbled chin, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a vicious voice: "I am not your daughter."

He was so scared that he thought the mental hospital had done something to him.

The old man didn't care. He wiped his tears and recited, "Hezi, you're awake. Woohoo, that damn mental hospital locked you up for so many years. Fortunately, your father finally rescued you. Woohoo, God bless us to be reunited as father and daughter."

Vodka struggled to push away the old man crying on his shoulder and said sternly, "Even if you saved me, I have to tell you that you saved the wrong person. I am not your daughter or son."

He said coldly: "Since you saved me, I can contact my eldest brother to help you rescue your daughter."

Vodka, unaware that the sanatorium had been demolished by the police, was furious that they had him put on the electric chair and given a tranquilizer. He would definitely seek revenge!

The old man wiped his tears and smiled foolishly, looking mentally unstable: "Hezi, you are talking nonsense again. You are obviously my daughter. I took advantage of the time when the police sealed off the hospital to catch the bad guys to sneak into the hospital, found your ward and brought you out. How can you not be my daughter?"