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

The team leader said solemnly to the diplomat in charge of the undercover operation, "Contact our undercover agent, Aquavit, and have him obtain information from Mr. Amuro in a roundabout way while maintaining his composure and mental health. If he shows any symptoms of becoming obsessed with someone, he should immediately retreat under the pretext of mental trauma!"

Diplomat: "...Are you being too cautious?"

The extremely cautious team leader said earnestly, "Aquavit has never been in love, but that man has extensive experience manipulating people and emotions. If Aquavit develops feelings for someone, the potential setback of being devastated and unable to recover would be minor, but the potential for him to exploit her for information would be even greater."

You can't trust the fragile hearts of some Canadian men.

That Mr. Amuro is really 'dangerous'. Even if he is innocent, his physique is not...

"Have Aquavit collect Mr. Amuro's genes and send them to the Fourth Academy for examination. First, we'll rule out any unscientific findings, and then determine if they're the result of an organizational experiment..."

The diplomat was speechless for a moment: "...Yes, sir."

Is the illegal organization studying the limits of human charisma?

This operation is probably unlikely.

Do they intend to use their charm to make everyone in the world fall in love in order to achieve their goal of ruling the world?

Purlach, Munich, Germany.

Federal Intelligence Service (BND), inside a bright office.

Mr. Felix gave the order: "Have Ms. Buchholz find a way to get close to Mr. Amuro. He will be the best source of intelligence and teacher."

Leon Buchholz is an undercover investigator sent by the BND, codenamed Riesling.

Secretary: Do you want to be trained as an agent for free? The abacus beads are falling on my face.

Mr. Felix continued, "Ms. Buchholz would be wise to learn Mr. Amuro's abilities, as long as they are technological."

He mused, "But we can't deny theology either."

"We must take the organization's experiments seriously, especially if they are non-scientific research. We can't have a small organization owning them while our great German citizens are completely unaware of them."

Secretary: "Yes, please rest assured that your instructions will be received by Ms. Buchholz."

……

Japan, November 12, 1 a.m.

Officer Miyamura, who was in the Metropolitan Police Department's undercover training camp, received a call from Kokunen: "Come to the National Police Agency immediately. Director Kuroda is waiting."

problem occurs!

Officer Miyamura's face changed, he got out of bed, got himself ready in less than three minutes, and drove to the Ministry of Public Security at a critical juncture in the night.

Director Kuroda's office was brightly lit. His younger brother, Junran, was sitting beside him looking up information. The director stared at a document on the table with a serious expression, and when he looked closely, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Officer Miyamura's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling: "What happened?"

His childhood friend, Mirai Asahina, works in the diplomatic department responsible for international liaison. Once there is intelligence about Japan in the international community, they will respond immediately.

Logically speaking, even if any problems arise, it has little to do with him who is affiliated with the Ministry of Public Security.

But I can call him over...

Officer Miyamura's brows were furrowed tightly.

"Miyamura is here." Officer Asahina didn't exchange pleasantries. She simply handed him a piece of information, her expression slightly worried. "Take a look at this."

Miyamura hesitated in extending his hand, feeling that this document that had alarmed the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would bring him unspeakable changes. His hand actually trembled as he took the document.

The document was only a few pages long, but Miyamura read it for a long time.

After a while, he asked with a distorted expression, "Where did you get the information?"

The fact that this document does not indicate that Furuya is Bourbon proves that those people only know the surface and not the inside story.

As for the laboratory, just by seeing the sentence "Bourbon sent it to the laboratory", he knew that Jōtani was planning to organize research.

He still trusts his students, but isn't this too much experience?

Officer Miyamura's face turned pale and blue, and he wanted to punch the student on the head.

I asked you to learn Honey Trap to get information, can you surpass your teacher?

Don't you think you're trying too hard?

Don’t you think you’re working in the wrong direction?

Aren’t you afraid of a car accident?

How many boats are you stepping on? Is this an octopus?

Just asking, can the pond still hold more?

Officer Asahina glanced at the collapse of Kojinran's forced calm, coughed lightly, and said, "FBI, CIA, CSIS... too many."

Officer Miyamura looked up in confusion, with a question mark appearing on his head.

Officer Asahina glanced at Director Kuroda, who was watching his every move, then leaned over to Kotsuren and whispered, "Yes, that's what you think. We have people in those forces."

He thought with confidence, isn't it common practice for countries to send spies to each other as a sign of respect?

There's nothing wrong with him recruiting a few more spies and casting a wider net around the world.

Officer Miyamura: “…” You are worthy of it!

You have been the most cunning person since you were a child.

He gave a thumbs-up and praised: "Well done."

Officer Asahina smiled smugly, but felt relieved in her heart.

Miyamura was still in the mood to joke with him, it seemed there was something else going on.

He knew very well how much Miyamura valued that kid Furuya Rei. Fortunately, the information was not true, otherwise his best friend would be devastated.

But what is it about those forces? They are all famous internationally, but why are they not rigorous at all in their intelligence work?

You should at least check it out.

After resolving the issue, Officer Asahina quickly left. He needed to recruit a few more subordinates, such as the French Directorate-General for External Security (DGSE).

It doesn't need to be an important position, as long as you can pay attention to the movements of various countries.

As for the mysterious ancient Eastern country across the sea, forget it.

He sent out several groups of spies, but each time they were reported and arrested by the Chaoyang residents within a day.

It’s better not to waste his leeks.

I can't afford it.

After Officer Miyamura exchanged information with Director Kuroda, he turned around and left with the information.

Returning to the room in the training camp, he carefully put the information away.

This is for the undercover agent and cannot be lost.

He glanced at the time and saw it was five in the morning. He was filled with anger and worry.

Jyougu, are you asleep? I can’t sleep.

In a small container at a waste recycling station in Tokyo.

Fūya Rei, who was still unaware that his innocence was gone, was sleeping on a chair with a missing leg when his cell phone vibrated slightly.

He opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly realized that someone had sent him a message.

Oh, it’s a personal cell phone.

He opened the new message and looked at it, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

[I have learned the honey trap very well, but I don’t need to improve it anymore!

—Miyamura Kazuto]

The clueless Rei Furuya was at a loss: ...?

But I haven't had the chance to use it yet.