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

Kenji Hagiwara felt heavy in his heart. He grabbed Yu Junran's arm with one hand, his throat rolled up and down, but he didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Amuro." As if sensing something unusual, Cohen slowly walked towards them. His tone was filled with murderous intent. "Is there a rat?"

His hand quietly raised the gun, loaded it, and pointed it quickly towards the corner.

Only then did Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda realize that there was a dangerous person here, and they quickly shut up and dared not say a word.

But it's too late.

Cohen took just two or three steps and arrived in front of the two of them.

Those dull eyes revealed blood and murderous intent: "So it's a cop."

The gun was pointed at Hagiwara Kenji's eyebrows, and the atmosphere was momentarily stagnant.

At this moment, a dark-skinned finger blocked the muzzle of the gun.

"No." Furuya Ling tilted his head and looked at Cohen. His energetic voice was full of warning, "They are Bourbon-sama's informants. They must not be killed."

Cohen hesitantly loosened his fingers, not daring to look directly into Rei Furuya's eyes.

After a moment, he lowered the gun and said, "I'll check with Bourbon."

Cohen said seriously, "I hope what Mr. Amuro said is true. Otherwise, not only will these two cops lose their lives, but you will also be punished by Bourbon."

"After all, you used the code members to save these officers from the bomber."

"I think Bourbon should have taught Mr. Amuro what happens to traitors."

No matter how clever or inhuman a detective might be, his aura leans towards pure white. Being too childish and overly transparent won't end well in the dark world.

Matsuda Jinpei's face looked extremely ugly. What did this guy mean by saying this? Was it a threat or had Furuya already been punished by that guy?

Kenji Hagiwara barely suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and focused his observation and analysis, which he was proud of, on his peers.

Not only did this guy not give him any hints the last time they met, but this time he remained silent.

Does he want to take it all on by himself?

Hagiwara's eyes, which always smiled, were filled with anger and worry.

"Are you warning me?" Rei Furuya didn't look at his fellow scoundrels. He glanced at Cohen and said condescendingly and arrogantly, "A ten-year-old who still wets the bed has no right to warn the detective."

Cohen: "..."

He said it out, the detective finally said it out.

Cohen's face turned pale for a moment, and his dull eyes stared at the policemen who were forced to know the truth with murderous intent.

If we kill them, no one will know his dark history!

Locked in by murderous intent, Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei stood stiffly where they were. They didn't want to know any of this.

"Cohen-kun." Sensing the murderous intent, Furuya Rei's face darkened unhappily, and he said openly, "Do you want me to cause you trouble on the next mission?"

"Everything is subject to your will." Cohen lowered his eyes in compromise and retracted the murderous aura he had released.

No matter how dull he is, he can still know how to adapt to the times.

Furiya Rei snorted coldly and announced loudly in a childish tone, "I've decided. You and Miss Sniper will both be extremely unlucky for the next seven days."

Cohen almost laughed out loud. So unlucky?

No matter how smart the detective is, he is still a human being. Does he think he is a god?

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Furuya Ling took out another lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth to relieve the pain in his brain. "There was just an explosion here. You want to go to the Metropolitan Police Department for tea? I don't want to work overtime."

"I'm very tired and don't want to work all night to come up with an assassination plan for you."

Once a member of the organization falls into the hands of the police, there is only one way out: death.

So this must be a threat.

Cohen: Thank you.

Catching undercover agents and traitors is Gin's job, so he doesn't worry about it.

And Amuro Toru is under the control of Bourbon, so it will never be his turn.

After figuring it out, Cohen glanced at the two silent police officers, maintained a look of awe on his face, and went to drive.

For a moment, only three people from the same period were left in the alley.

The atmosphere fell silent.

None of the three spoke.

Fūya Rei was in poor health, and his previous performance was too socially dead, so he tried to avoid it if possible, so he didn't say anything.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda had no idea what to say. Their friend's condition was visibly bad. They wanted to speak but were afraid of exposing him and causing him trouble, so they could only stand there at a loss.

Until the sound of a car engine was heard, Furuya Ling rubbed his forehead and said tiredly: "Go back, and don't be so curious next time."

He walked towards the entrance of the alley.

"Mr. Amuro." Matsuda Jinpei called out to his tired and lonely figure.

Jōgō Rei paused, his anger soaring to the sky, and he wished he could flatten the curly-haired guy with one punch.

Don't you see the danger I'm in?

What are you yelling about!

Go back to the Metropolitan Police Department and write a self-criticism.

"Please give our regards to Lord Bourbon!" Matsuda Jinpei adjusted his sunglasses to hide the anger in his eyes and said gloomily, "After all, we are Lord Bourbon's agents!"

Fūya Rei's eyelids twitched. The curly-haired idiot's gnashing of teeth looked even more serious than if he was about to put the Superintendent in a sack.

But he couldn't ignore the concern and worry in the curly-haired idiot's words.

All three of them knew that the so-called "informant" was just a scam, and this scam was not very clever and could be easily exposed by the parties involved.

This party specifically refers to Bourbon.

Neither Hagiwara nor Matsuda dared to think about what might happen to Rei Furuya once Bourbon knew what he had done.

Judging from what the killer just said, Bourbon couldn't be unaware of it.

But Rei Furuya knew his own business. Bourbon was him, so he had no problem assigning his friend an informant identity. The organization was large and powerful, with connections in high-ranking political circles, so they wouldn't care about a police informant who couldn't even reach the outer members.

Furthermore, Bourbon's role is that of an intelligence officer. It's normal for an intelligence officer to have a few police officers as informants. This matter is completely unimportant.

As long as his undercover identity is not exposed.

But Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda were unaware of this. The only thing they were sure of was that their friend of the same period was hostile to Bourbon, and that their friend was kidnapped into the organization by Bourbon. It was very likely that they knew their friend's true identity and tortured him into this horrible state.

Now, in order to save them from the criminals, their friends actually took the initiative to hand the evidence over to that damn Bourbon.

Thinking of this, the two felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on their hearts, and they wanted to beat Fūya Rei severely.

Where is your hopefulness, perseverance, seriousness and strength during your time in the police academy? Where is your vigor and enthusiasm in pursuing your dreams?

How could you, how could you become like this!

This kind of desperate situation of destroying oneself and oneself really doesn't suit you.

Both of them felt very painful, but this did not stop them from beating people up, and then trying to pull them out of the mud.

Pat it clean, drag it out into the sun to dry, and you will be a hero with a promising future again.