"Ah!"

Izaru, who was washing the car, sneezed suddenly.

He fixed the crooked prescription glasses, sniffed, and muttered, "Could it be that a colleague misses me?"

It's a pity that he works a little bit more, and for a while I don't know where my colleagues are thinking about him so kindly...

He is still living in the house that Seikaku bought for him, and the new car in front of him is a solid black Toyota Crown prepared for him by the Police Department.

After working for many years, he was too lazy to keep a car, so he still bid farewell to the life of renting a car.

Izaru sighed and took out the special modified mobile phone provided by the organization.

There was a missed call on it, and the latest email he received was unsigned, but he was all too familiar with this email address—it was the email address he was most familiar with, bar none.

This came from his connector who had long wanted to send him to hell.

...

After bringing back from Hakone with the unfortunate boss who was about to take over his job, Jun Izawa went to the National Police Agency to go through the resignation procedures.

It's a pity that it wasn't the real escape he dreamed of, but the police department put his identity file into a deeper place.

On Saturday, Ezerun did not rest. He threw Dui Shanelli to the underground shooting range to shoot. While observing her strength, he sorted out the information Angstra gave him by the way.

I have to say that Angstra's interrogation skills are top-notch. The intelligence he dug up when he caught Snake was more than what the National Police Agency had collected in the past few years.

In the afternoon, the funds for the activities of the Police Department arrived in the account, and the amount was quite large. Izorun decided to treat a guest, and he took Dui Shanelli to a nearby restaurant.

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by both Android and Apple. 】

Halfway through, he saw the news that the Dongdu Circular Line had been loaded with bombs, and realized that the Police Department would definitely be working overtime tonight.

After dinner, I went back, Duishanelli continued to practice, and Kazami Yu also came to the door.

Yi Zerun quietly compared the gap between him and Jinjiu, and lamented the huge gap between the connector and the connector.

This public security policeman did not know that he was stepping into a house under the name of a Japanese soprano family, nor did he know that he was facing a bottle of real wine and an undercover agent in a transnational criminal organization, and he did not know that the computer on the table in front of him had stored it. With a lot of information that the National Police Agency can only dream of...

Sure enough, ignorance is the happiest, just like gin.

Thinking of Gin, who was still working overtime to pay off his debts, Izaru heard the sound of the rising mood value, and cheered up to face the new undercover mission.

Feng Jianyu also came and went quickly - after all, the contact person just passed on the information obtained by the undercover, and it did not play a key role in how the undercover penetrated into the target organization.

The next time he contacted him, it was probably after he got the code name.

The zoo is not a big organization, and Izuru is sure to get the code name within a year - if it is not revealed in the middle.

At 8 p.m., Izorun ordered takeout, and after eating, he put some of the rules of the group into a document for Dui Shanelli to write down, and went out for a night run.

On the way, he went to the nearest Jinggumi base, declined the invitation of a member of the family to go to the movies together, and after explaining some things, he went back the same way, took a shower and went to rest.

In the dream, he finally returned to the organization. The boss felt that he had worked hard for the past few years. He acquiesced that he could lie down and retire in the future. He held up a sign saying "You have to work overtime." Going to the izakaya for dinner - this time they're all grown ups to have a drink together - the boss sits at the other table, holding the cat and smiling at him...

Yi Zerun was so happy that he woke up with a smile. When he woke up, he found that the phone on the bedside table was vibrating.

The time displayed by the alarm clock is 5 am.

It was a message personally sent by the current leader of the Jing Group, the uncle of the little crow.

He told him that there was an explosion in the Rice Kwa Municipal Building last night, and asked him, the head of the Kanto region group, to investigate the murderer.

Izaru looked at the wording of the email and found that there were a lot of typos and word order errors in it. Later, he realized that the member of the family who invited him to watch a movie together last night seemed to be the boss's most beloved young son.

...it seems to be only seventeen years old, right?

Izaru yawned lazily, huddled under the quilt and replied to the boss.

After replying, I remembered that I still have an old club, so I went to remind Jinjiu about it.

After sending an email and four phone calls, Izaru turned the phone to silent and continued to sleep.

He really wanted to continue the dream just now, but it was a pity that the dream did not last, and it was always broken at the best time.

Izaru woke up again, it was already 8 o'clock, he first reminisced about the unbearable dream, and then picked up the phone on the side.

In the mailbox was Gin's belated emails after he ended the harassment.

There is only one simple sentence above:

【You wait. 】

"..."

Seeing this sentence, Izaru stood up instantly and ran away drowsily.

Now let's explain that the youngest son was the leader's favorite heir, so he was just doing his undercover duty to inform the news, not deliberately harassing him or making him sleep well together... Is it too late?

Ize Run sat for a while holding the quilt, and suddenly sighed.

If I knew it earlier, I would have called ten harassing calls... No, the undercover is looking for a contact person to give information, how can this be called harassment? He should hit a few more times, wake up immediately after hitting the gin, and receive this important information on the spot.

...

After finishing his memories, Izaru put away the newly bought water gun and leaned against the car in a daze.

It's not difficult to find the bomber, just ask some lax colleagues in the police department, but this kind of big case will increase the police force to investigate. If he finds the murderer behind the police, how should he kidnap the prisoner?

He is only familiar with the target of silence in the police siege, this time to bring the murderer back alive, or to get some corpses that can prove his identity...

Izerun was worried when his phone suddenly vibrated.

[Friedman said that you have to deal with the bombing case, and it happens that I am going to seek revenge for the bomber. Do you want to act together? ——Angostura]

【I am glad to……】

Izaru glanced at the "revenge" mentioned in the email and typed the rest:

[Can you tell me how that bomber provoked you? ——Jerez]

If he had to choose between angering Gin and Angstra, he would rather turn against Gin in front of Gin than touch Angstra's property.

The former is a hole in the head, restarting Earth Online with an easy death method, and the latter is a variety of ways to dispose of ashes.

But he was very curious about what the other party had done. Angstra would not be angry with those who tried to kill him and offered to take revenge... Could it be that his house was gone again?

[He blew up the courtyard of my villa and wounded my men in the building last night. ——Angostura]

【learn. Where can I pick you up? ——Jerez]

[The Metropolitan Police Department. I just made a note. ——Angostura]

[Okay, I'll go there right away, you can wait for me in the park next to you. Please check the location of the bomber first, and try to solve the task as quickly as possible. ——Jerez]

【OK. ——Angostura]

————

Jing Baiye finished the transcript and left the Metropolitan Police Department.

Originally, he wanted to wash the coat before returning it to the police officer Matsuda, but he had to work in the information team during the day and take care of Toru Amuro at night. He didn't have time to come to the Metropolitan Police Department for the time being, so he returned it on the spot.

Friedman didn't stop him from beginning to end. He looked at Matsuda Jinping's face, and his face was full of "it will be like this" expression.

After leaving the Metropolitan Police Department, Friedman drove straight away.

Jing Baiye went to the park next to him, and quickly found Jerez brandy according to the system map.

He was still dressed as a police officer he had seen in Hakone-machi. Due to the bombings in the past two days, many police officers came to the Metropolitan Police Department to assist him. Facing colleagues who might see him, he had no intention of pretending.

However, he didn't say much to remind him, he opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

"How is she these days?" Jing Baiye was very concerned about his first female subordinate.

"Very good, willing to work hard, and talented." Jerez held the steering wheel with a relaxed smile on his face, "Where is the bomber?"

"Okuho Town."

Jingbaiye opened the system map, and after the map was upgraded to Level 2, the tracking ability also increased.

After a few operations on his phone, his system map immediately appeared on the screen, and he handed the phone to Jerez.

Jerez fixed the phone beside the steering wheel and looked at the red dot marked Sengoku Emperor II. The undercover sigh who liked to sigh quietly sighed:

"It's almost out of Tokyo, surrounded by mountains and villages... Is this guy too capable of running?"

With such a complaint, the black car quickly left the park and drove towards the suburbs.

Along the way, Jerez easily avoided the traffic police and all the cameras, so that Jing Baiye, who wanted to finish him off, had nowhere to go.

The car quickly drove into a sparsely populated street surrounded by high-rise buildings. Jing Baiye looked out through the car window and found that this was a good sniper spot.

His eyes flashed across a certain high-rise building, and a light flashed on it. He, who is good at sniping, suddenly changed his face, but when he saw the blue dots and names displayed on the system map, he was stunned for a moment.

"Jerez, there..."

"boom--"

The window next to the driver's seat shattered, and a bullet, accompanied by the flying broken glass, shot directly into the headrest above the driver's seat, making a deep hole in it.

There was no blood, no screams, the car was silent, and it continued to drive.

"..."

Jing Baiye watched the Jerez brandy who suddenly leaned forward and avoided the headshot.

He leaned back on the shot headrest like nothing else, and put the glasses back on his knees, carefully straightening the bridge of his nose.

Jing Baiye glanced at the system map, and Jinjiu had left the original sniping spot.

"...Are you alright?" he couldn't help asking.

He had long known that Jerez could dodge bullets, but he didn't expect that he could dodge even sniping... What strange experiments did the organization do on him back then?

"It's alright." Jerez's attitude was as calm as if nothing had happened, "It's just a little play of gin."

"..."

Jing Baiye is speechless, do you call the almost headshot a little slapstick?

Jerez glanced at him through the rear-view mirror of the car: "I can dodge his sniping, he knows this - the warnings within the controllable range are just petty jokes~lightnovelpub.net~ And this time it's my fault... He used to wake up early at 5 o'clock, but today he seems to go to bed at 3 o'clock in the morning, and I called him at 5 o'clock, which did affect his rest."

From Jerez's tone, Jing Baiye didn't hear any anger at the sniping.

Not at all. It's even easy.

His eyes were the same color as amber, a transparent biological fossil, in a crystal clear, as if condensing the last struggle of some kind of creature before it died.

It was a complete disregard for his own life.

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