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

Fūya Rei was silent. Although he had expected Akai Shuichi to take action, he did not expect him to be so quick to act. Not only did he snatch him away from Calvados, but he also found a temporary safe house to pretend.

However, most of the things inside were collected from colleagues, not only to fool him, but also to deal with the organization's search.

He laughed in his heart, poor FBI, who do they think are fools?

He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to send a message when his eyes fixed on his wrist which was hidden by his long sleeves.

What a despicable FBI, taking advantage of someone's misfortune and drawing his blood! !

Fūya Rei almost laughed out of anger. That guy really seized every opportunity to obtain intelligence.

He pressed the buttons of his mobile phone hard, as if he was going to beat someone up.

[Secretly arrest undercover agents lurking in the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department.

——null]

In the first few days after he arrived in the United States, the police had already locked down all the suspected accomplices when they cleared out the organization's strongholds.

He couldn't eat or sleep well because he kept these undercover agents in his base.

Whenever I close my eyes, I always dream of Hiro shooting himself. I'm almost having a nervous breakdown.

This time he was unexpectedly "kidnapped" and "couldn't protect himself", so of course he had to seize the opportunity to get rid of the undercover.

Now he is just a poor little thing who was injected with drugs, is in a daze and has no fighting ability and was captured by someone.

Calvados can testify!

Mr. Karasuma couldn't be unreasonable and punish him.

With malicious intentions, Fōtani Rei posted a list of places where the boss might stay, and asked the police to contact the national agencies involved in these addresses, and several parties joined forces to search.

Even if we can't catch the boss, it's still satisfying to make him run around for his life.

The old man is old, who knows if he will die while running around.

With good wishes in mind, Furuya Rei quickly sent the message out.

The next second, a reply came on my phone.

[Received. The public security authorities will carry out your will. Your orders are the direction of our actions, and we will do our utmost.]

——File]

Fūya Rei felt a little helpless. Why is Kazami becoming more and more childish lately?

After hesitating for a moment, Fūya Rei contacted the dessert club again.

[Cheesecake, investigate Midorikawa Saku's intelligence (with general information attached).

— President of Caramel Pudding]

[OK, the information will be sent to your email in one hour.

—Cheesecake.]

hiro…

All the emotions finally converged into a light sigh: "Live well, Hiro."

Guessing that the FBI should be back, Fūya Rei looked around the room and his gaze fixed on the bedside table.

He opened the cupboard and found a bag of potato chips inside. He stuffed a handful of lollipops into his pocket, then moved a chair and sat at the door to eat.

He wanted to see what other tricks the FBI had up its sleeve.

But within a minute, there was a movement outside.

The door was gently opened, and the stern figure of Shuichi Akai appeared in front of him, holding a colorful food bag in his hand, which softened his aura and made him appear down-to-earth.

Fūya Rei looked up and saw that dense information on Akai Shuichi's body was flashing desperately to make his presence felt.

[Some scumbag actually used despicable means to get him! I feel so sorry for him.]

[A poor bachelor who just broke up and is hot and fresh!]

[I applied for same-sex marriage legalization just for you. Are you happy?]

[If we can’t be good brothers, we can be good partners!]

[I want to go to the orthopedics department, but with your fighting ability, it is unlikely that you can break my leg.]

Rei Furuya was shocked: Why did the FBI's remarks say psychological activities? Did they want him to be socially dead?

companion?

You're thinking about ass!

Fūya Rei couldn't hold it anymore.

He was so shocked that the potato chips fell to the ground and he was sobbing with pain.

Only now did I suddenly remember the excessive notes on this guy when we first met today, especially 'Anada'.

Gan!

It turns out I wasn't seeing things, you're just greedy for me.

Before he exploded in anger, Social Death arrived first.

Who is spreading rumors about 'getting him by dirty tricks'? Just name Aquavit!

It's even more embarrassing to hide it.

Furuya Zero gritted his teeth, Chianti, Macallan, isn't it you two!

And - Orthopedics!!

Rei Furuya suddenly realized that Elena had become his nominal adoptive mother, and Shuichi Akai had become his cousin.

He refused to say that name; it was too hot.

Besides, you despicable FBI, you still want orthopedics!

Fūya Rei rolled up his sleeves and prepared to try to see if he could break the FBI's legs himself.

The organization's phone suddenly vibrated, and Fūya Rei pressed the hang-up button, but accidentally slid to answer the call.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

Blame the damn FBI.

Shuichi Akai seemed to sense that something was wrong with his mood and approached quickly, and more information was revealed.

[My hair is flowing freely, come and smell me, am I fragrant? I've even smeared the aroma of the new cake from Bai Zhou next door.]

[Porridge, I'm the most considerate. From boiling hot to lukewarm, it's all thanks to the FBI's perfect timing.]

[Look at the wrinkles on my sleeves. This is the result of greeting five FBI agents.]

Fūya Rei raised his eyes and met the FBI's gaze.

[A brilliant person like him should live in the sunshine!]

[I want to save him! I want to give him a bright future!]

[Give him a clean bill of health.]

Fūya Ling suddenly stood up and felt a heat burning from his neck to his cheeks. His ears, hidden under his golden hair, turned red and his eyes were full of anger.

Shuichi Akai looked thoughtfully at the blond, dark-skinned young man who seemed to be stressed as he approached. He paused, his aura gentle, and his dark green pupils exuded firmness and kindness, revealing soothing and reliability.

It seemed to be telling him: You are safe, no one can hurt you here.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

Not only was I not moved, I wanted to punch this guy in the face.

what happened?

You dirty-minded, shameless bastard FBI, who gave you the courage to act cool in front of me!

It's still dirty! People! Innocent!

He really wanted to grab this guy by the collar and ask him what he meant by "give him a clean bill of health". This sentence gave him goosebumps.

But looking down at the potato chips in his hand and the candy in his pocket, he hesitated and suppressed the impulse.

The FBI can call at any time, there is no need to give up snacks for him.

The most urgent thing is to clarify the misunderstanding first! !

Fūya Ling opened his mouth, but for a long time no syllable came out.

——He claimed innocence to a "stranger" who had not yet had the chance to go undercover, had not smuggled into Japan, had not even met him, and had even "saved him once". Isn't it crazy no matter how you look at it?

Furiya Rei: I’m so angry!

But I can imagine the FBI saying ambiguously to Gin: Dear, dear rival lover!

After such a comparison, he calmed down completely.