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Qi Bulaiming?

As Kuroda spoke, he zoomed in on the photo of Saibu Yoriaki in the file.

He's quite handsome, but he's just a kid.

Why would Qi Ming give his assets to a child?

"...Could it be someone from the organization? Also, could this child be related to Madeira?"

Kuroda Heibei shook his head.

"No, that's not the case. The higher-ups have already investigated it thoroughly."

"Qi Bulaiming's father, Qi Shenmeming, is the owner of a large enterprise in China, and his background is very clean."

"Speaking of which, Qi Ming's properties were acquired from others. The previous owner was a wanted criminal named Qi Gehaoming."

Toru Amuro was stunned.

"Chinese? Are you sure they're not from the same family?"

Not only are they all Chinese, but they also seem to all have the surname Qi.

It's really hard to imagine that they have no connection.

And who is this Qi Gehaoming? The previous owner was actually a wanted criminal?

"Yes."

Kuroda Hyōe said very seriously.

This was personally investigated by high-level officials, and the information cannot be fabricated.

"...Why would Madeira give them the house?" Amuro Tooru pressed.

"Who knows?"

"Is an investigation necessary?"

Kuroda Hyōe shook his head very seriously.

"No, we've made it clear from above not to make them feel anything unusual, especially not to mention Madeira."

"……All right."

I have a feeling that Madeira's death has brought more problems than when he was alive.

Qi Bulaiming...

Although investigations are not permitted by higher authorities, however…

I remember there was a flower shop diagonally opposite their villa, right?

It's perfectly normal for someone to take on a casual job helping out at a flower shop during their free time, right?

Amuro Tooru has already made a plan.

Seeing that Amuro Tooru was no longer asking questions, Kuroda Hyōe looked at everyone and said.

"Is there anything else? If not, we can dismiss now."

After a moment of silence, everyone nodded in unison, and Kuroda Hyōe then looked at Amuro Tooru.

"Tell those people that Madeira is dead, and they can come out now."

"it is good."

The "they" that Kuroda Hyōe was referring to were the survivors of the public security undercover agents who had not yet been eliminated by Qi Ming.

After the day the undercover agent's incident occurred, Kuroda Hyoue took Amuro Tooru's advice.

After all, you can't just use artificial intelligence to cover up the fact that your own undercover agent's location information has been exposed.

There must be an undercover agent within the Metropolitan Police Department.

So they held a meeting and placed these people in one area to test whether anyone else in the organization, besides Qi Ming, would know their location and come to execute them.

However, to this day, not only are they safe and sound, but no one has even come near the abandoned industrial building where they are housed.

So the current conclusion is either that there are no undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department, or that Qi Ming used some inhuman means to find out their location.

Either the undercover agent only has contact with Qi Ming, and Qi Ming is too busy to take action, so he can't.

But now that Qi Ming is dead, they no longer need to live in fear.

"In that case, I'll be going now..."

"How about we talk if we have time?"

Just as Amuro Tooru finished speaking and was about to leave the room, Akai Shuichi suddenly called out to him.

Amuro Tooru gave Akai Shuichi a cold look.

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Okay, I just want to ask you a question."

Shuichi Akai shrugged, looking serious.

"To be honest, I've wanted to ask this question for a long time."

"How is Akemi Miyano?"

Upon hearing Shuichi Akai's words, Jodie's eyes suddenly dimmed.

“...Akami Miyano.”

Amuro Tooru paused, then turned and gave Akai Shuichi a meaningful look.

"She's dead. After all, she got involved with the FBI, so the organization wouldn't let her go, would they?"

"In addition, her younger sister, Shiho Miyano, escaped, and the entire organization is hunting her down. She's a tiger that kills two sheep; she's really something."

"The worst thing for an undercover agent is to get emotional. Shuichi Akai, you've done a really good job."

Amuro Tooru glanced at Jodie again; he could tell from his sharp eyes.

Judy's gaze towards Shuichi Akai clearly went beyond that of normal colleagues.

"Never mind, it's just that you've lost one girlfriend. Don't you have another one right next to you?"

Amuro Tooru looked at Jodie with a mocking smile on his face.

"FBI, this is my advice to you. If you ever try to take action against the organization in the future, be careful not to get caught."

"Otherwise, for the sake of the bigger picture, this man will definitely give you up, hahaha."

Judy was furious.

"What did you say!"

"Heh, they're gone."

After saying that, Amuro Tooru stopped responding to Judy's aggressive look and walked out of the room.

"..."

Upon receiving news of Miyano Akemi's death, a flicker of emotion appeared in Akai Shuichi's eyes.

He knew very well that once his identity was exposed, Miyano Akemi would inevitably be implicated.

But to her surprise, the organization executed her directly.

"Shuichi, this is not your fault. You were also considering the bigger picture."

James reassured him that he knew about Shuichi Akai and Akemi Miyano's affair.

"I know."

Shuichi Akai shook his head.

"Alright, let's go then. It's time to talk about our current mission."

……

Outside the Beika Town Municipal Building.

Amuro Tooru looked at his phone with a puzzled expression.

He was trying to call the people on the other end, but he couldn't get through.

You know, normally when you call someone, they answer almost instantly.

Ding-dong-

Just as he was about to make another call, the notification sound rang, and Amuro Tooru's heart skipped a beat.

I don't know why, but lately, hearing text message tones always gives me the feeling of a midnight horror movie.

Damn Madeira, even in death you won't let me go?

Amuro Tooru muttered a curse under his breath, then pulled out his phone.

Fortunately, the name displayed on the phone was just a string of gibberish, so it seems to be just a spam text message.

Amuro Tooru thought to himself, then opened the message.

The next second, his pupils contracted sharply, and then the phone fell to the ground, its screen shattering.

The string of gibberish that was sent was actually a group photo.

In the burning lobby of the abandoned industrial building, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered on the floor, blood still dripping from the black holes on their foreheads.

[Type 1 to resurrect them, type 2 to send Hellfire, reply TD if you don't need it]

This is the last message in the text message.