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

Director Kuroda seemed oblivious to his red eyes and said sensibly, "His situation is better than we thought. But we still don't know how he got through this crisis."

He decisively ordered: "Don't contact him for the time being. The public security will expedite the verification of Toru Amuro's identity. We will make a decision after he confirms his safety and contacts us."

"Has the contact for Rei Furuya been chosen?"

Officer Miyamura said brightly, "Tentatively, he will be Inspector Yuya Kazami of the Public Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Let him be prepared to respond at any time." Director Kuroda said solemnly.

"okay, I get it."

After a moment of silence, Director Kuroda said, "The Metropolitan Police Department has also selected someone to go undercover. If you have nothing to do in the near future, you can go check it out."

He hinted meaningfully, "The fact that Rei Furuya was suddenly kidnapped by the organization while his fake identity still had flaws, and yet he still gained their trust, requires scrutiny. And the person best suited for this job is an undercover agent from the Metropolitan Police Department."

Officer Miyamura stood up abruptly, veins bulging on his forehead as he roared in a low voice, "Furutani was simply caught in an unprovoked disaster. It's already difficult for him to survive in the organization. We still don't know the cruel experiences he's endured. Not only did the higher-ups not appease him, but they're actually investigating him?"

"What are you investigating? Is he being instigated? Or has he betrayed us? Or what his stance is..."

"Miyamura!"

Director Kuroda rebuked in a slightly harsh tone, saying that some things cannot be said.

Miyamura wiped his face and calmed down: "I'm sorry, Director, I was impulsive."

Director Kuroda patted him on the shoulder and said soothingly, "Don't overthink it. This is a necessary procedure."

Furuya Rei was an undercover agent sent by the Public Security Bureau, so of course they had to protect their own people. As for the investigation, it was just a way to deal with the higher-ups' rhetoric. Why did Miyamura take it so seriously?

Seeing that Officer Miyamura was in a bad mood and hadn't come to his senses yet, he could only hint again: "That undercover agent from the Metropolitan Police Department is also one of the best officers of this term. He will definitely not make a wrong judgment."

The chief of this police academy is Rei Furuya. Several outstanding police officers who are ranked at the top are his friends. Let his friends examine him. What is there to worry about?

Officer Miyamura, snapped out of his thoughts after his superior's frantic hints. His eyes lit up with a smile, and his expression was stern and cold as he said, "I understand. I will teach this future undercover agent well and have him observe the public security elite who was deeply trapped and tortured by the organization. He should determine whether his survival was due to a change of stance and whether there is a need for rescue."

Do you think this gesture is cold and cruel?

Are you angry about what happened to your friend?

Then protect your good friends.

That kid Jōgō scared him half to death, and he had no way to retaliate for the time being, so he let his friend do it for him.

Officer Miyamura has a lot of bad intentions and wants to find a place to use them.

Director Kuroda's expression remained calm, but the corners of his mouth almost twitched. After all these years, this guy is still so naughty.

He coughed lightly: "It's good that you know it in your heart."

He warned, "There's no need to investigate further regarding Rei Furuya. To prevent exposure, he should either contact me directly or through a contact in the future."

"Yes, I understand."

After finishing the business, Officer Miyamura became a little restless.

"Director, I will apply for a temporary secondment to the Metropolitan Police Department to teach new recruits."

He couldn't wait to meet the new undercover agent.

Director Kuroda: "...Go ahead. I'll make arrangements with the Metropolitan Police Department."

Officer Miyamura turned and left like a gust of wind, completely unaware that he had not slept all night.

Inside the organization's base, after saying a few words to Rum, Furuya Rei saw that he didn't say a word and fiddled with his phone boredly.

After he calmed down and watched the lively scene, Gin signaled Vodka to send all the information about the mission.

After pressing a few buttons on his phone to familiarize himself with the functions, Rei Jōguchi opened a new email, which was a task from Vodka.

"Let me see what mission requires the Detective to personally take charge."

He pretended to adjust his nonexistent glasses, and his whole aura became serious.

After quickly browsing the mission information, I found out that Tokyo Baishi Co., Ltd. is mainly engaged in medical research. I have always been envious of the organization's drug research. This time, I plan to buy some drugs to conduct my own research.

Today is the day for the transaction between the two parties, and the location is the Cocktail Bar in the Dahei Building, which is one of the organization's secret transaction locations.

After finishing the task, Rei Furutani used his mobile phone to search for news and gossip about Bai Corporation. After browsing, his eyes stopped on a photo of President Bai having dinner with his wife and friends.

"Let's go after you've finished watching. Although it's still early for the agreed time, going early can help prevent any accidents." Vodka urged.

Vermouth held her chin with one hand and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Do I need to give you more time, Bourbon~"

"No need." Fūya Rei opened the background of his phone and started downloading the game.

He fiddled with his phone, and under Gin's increasingly cold gaze, he said boredly, "No need to go. The mission is going to fail. President Bai won't survive today."

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead, bringing with it the icy chill and the smell of gunpowder. Gin said grimly with a sullen face, "Explain."

Could it be that the information was leaked?

Is there a traitor or an undercover agent?

Gin forced a ferocious and cold smile, his deep pupils filled with bloodthirstiness.

The detective raised his head, his purple gemstone eyes narrowed slightly, and he said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it obvious at a glance?"

"say clearly!"

Furiya Rei casually threw his phone down, puffed up his cheeks, and shouted childishly, "I can see it right away. How can I explain it to you? It's like trying to prove to someone that two plus two equals four. You know it's an indisputable fact, but if someone asks you to prove it, what would you say?"

You can see that he is very angry, his eyes are red with anger.

"It was clearly reported on the news that President Bai had dinner with someone today. One of them was his assistant and good friend. His dealings with the organization were discovered by the assistant. After repeated attempts to dissuade him to no avail, the assistant decided to team up with President Bai's wife, who had been suffering domestic violence, to kill him to prevent him from destroying the company."

He glanced at the time and shouted angrily, "It's too late for Killer-kun to go now. President Bai has been killed."

"Don't ask me why I know this; this is what I saw. Intelligence, news, gossip... are just basic inferences." He stood there with red eyes, pursing his lips stubbornly, his purple-gray eyes filled with confusion and loneliness.

At this moment, a word emerged in Vermouth and Gin's minds: alien.

The detective is an outlier in this world, his wisdom stands above everyone else.

The world he sees is different from that of other people; he is too talented.

No one can understand him, no one can see what he sees.

He is destined to be alone all his life.

Gin looked at him deeply, then retracted his gun and ordered, "Vodka, go find out."

After listening to the whole process, Vodka mumbled, "Yes, big brother."

He immediately took out his cell phone to contact the Intelligence Department for investigation. Before the Intelligence Department could send any news, Vermouth's voice came first.

"No need, there's a result."

She shook the page on her phone and saw a live broadcast of a reporter saying that President Bai had accidentally ingested pufferfish toxin during a dinner with friends and had died. The company's heirs would hold a press conference after President Bai's funeral to make the announcement.

For a moment, the whole office fell into silence.

Vodka held the phone in his hand without daring to breathe, his big eyes behind his sunglasses were so shocked that they were lifeless.

Just - no derogatory meaning.

Bourbon, is it really the human species?

Vermouth took a deep breath. Even though she already knew how smart and powerful the detective was, she was still shocked by his godlike mind.

But she also keenly noticed that when the detective glanced at the deceased, his purple-gray pupils were filled with a cold and ruthless look, as if he were high above others and looked like a god.

The detective never seems to consider humans as his own kind, and he is unable to empathize with them.

Admiration and fear collided fiercely in Gin's dark green eyes. The world seemed transparent to Bourbon. When he needed it, he could grasp the information and draw conclusions with just a lazy glance.

Organizations need such talents, provided that they can be fully controlled.

The atmosphere in the office was dead silent, and everyone's eyes had complicated expressions.

"The mission has been aborted. I now need a clean, safe place to rest where no one will disturb me." Jōgō Rei seemed unaware and made the request with confidence.

The so-called clean, safe and undisturbed place, of course, means there are no eavesdroppers, monitors and other things.

It depends on whether the organization will allow it, which can also indirectly reflect his importance in the organization.

He's proven himself, hasn't he?

"Yesterday there was a murder, then a kidnapping, and I was locked up in a small dark room at night. Now I have to complete a mission early in the morning. I don't want to work anymore!" The detective's purple-gray eyes revealed a willful and dissatisfied mood.

He crossed his arms over his chest and protested loudly, "Although detectives are powerful, they are still carbon-based creatures. Carbon-based creatures can't eat a single meal and then remain in high-intensity standby mode for two days. Be realistic, I need to rest!"

Gin's phone vibrated and he picked it up with a cold face and took a look.

[Listen to Bourbon and take him to the organization's safe house.

——Rum]

Gin put away his phone, and before he could say anything, he saw the detective squinting and smiling in the direction of the surveillance camera.

The boss has already recognized him, and Rum can't easily touch him. Geniuses always have privileges. In this case, let's first give a small reward to Rum who has locked himself in the dark room, and make the detective's character more three-dimensional.

After all, he said in the small dark room that he would take revenge.

There is a saying in the big country across the sea: It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

He's not a gentleman, he's a member of the public security agency, so it makes sense for him to take revenge immediately.

So, Furuya Ling said innocently, "Since the uncle is willing to let me rest, I won't tell anyone about the uncle's misappropriation of the organization's smuggling routes for private work~"

But you already said it!!

On the other side of the monitor, Rum's face instantly turned pale, and his heart exploded sharply.