On the evening of August 25, a US IA intelligence chief was shot dead in front of the US ambassador in the express hotel near the embassy, ​​and the spy wars of both sides were pushed to the peak in an instant. In order to ensure the safety of the US Embassy, ​​the United States has deployed two classes of troops from the Navy 6 team to be stationed in the embassy to ensure the safety of the embassy.

The New National Intelligence Bureau suddenly shot, and suddenly disrupted the "downline plan" that ia was implementing, and had to devote all its energy to the fight against the new country agents.

I have to say that there are indeed two exceptions in the overseas espionage activities of the top three intelligence agencies in the world. Previously, they were just caught off guard. When they reacted, they immediately exposed their sharp fangs.

On August 27, two stateless Asians were suspected of being black in the suburbs of Tokyo. The men were shot and killed. The death was quite miserable. Everyone could find more than 20 gunshot wounds. They are agents of the New National Intelligence Agency.

On the same night, an Asian man holding a Japanese passport was shot by a tramp in a trash can in an alley in Tokyo. The forensic doctor detected alcohol and toxins in the blood, which was initially identified as deliberate murder...

From the initial car accident, the murder under the cover of accidents, to the more and more explicit shooting and poisoning, the two sides have completely torn the face, and even the layer of fig leaf is not needed. The security environment in Tokyo is extremely deteriorating. It has challenged the bottom line of the Japanese government's tolerance for countless times, and has repeatedly refreshed the bottom line of Japanese tolerance...

No way, both sides are big brothers, and you can't afford to be offended.

The Japanese policeman had to help the two sides to wipe the fart and the stocks, while one eye closed and one eye was pretending to look at the scenery.

Withbearance, the Japanese nation even began to doubt the suspicion of life, whether it was wrong.

Compared with being an official, he is obviously more talented as a ninja!

Seemingly fierce killing, but the two sides in the fight were accidentally kept rational. Both the United States and the new country have tacitly controlled the battlefield in the Japanese territory, but did not extend the "warfire" to other regions, and did not even issue unrelated people outside the intelligence system such as diplomats.

......

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the case file is full of desks.

"It's another murder case? The recent murders are more and more, and they are all aimed at foreigners." The old sheriff pushed the glasses and looked at the case file in his hand, frowning, "Oh... ...I am afraid that something behind this is not simple."

Recalling the order issued by the superior, the old sheriff indulged a few words on the file and then placed it on the corner of the desk.

In case of no accident, the file will be sent to the police department of the higher-level agency of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department three days later. The public security (similar to the national security of Japan) and the special commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will jointly seal the documents and put them on the seal.

"Upper shirt."

"Hey!" The top of the file was immediately put down the work of the hand and looked at the old sheriff.

"Go back to the road and be careful, the recent law and order is not very good." The old sheriff sighed.

The shirt quickly nodded with a smile and politely said that he would pay attention.

But to say that, she did not go too far.

Even if you are too daring, don’t you even shoot the police?

Shooting for the police...

The smile on the face of the shirt was suddenly frozen, and the right eye jumped a few times.

This kind of courage seems to be true.

After work, the shirt was hesitant and did not return the gun.

As the Sheriff said, the recent security environment has deteriorated to the extreme. The police department even issued special documents stipulating that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department inspects criminal police officers of the above-grade level and can also carry weapons outside the time of duty.

After leaving the police station, the shirt was walking in the direction of the Shinkansen.

Since the last time she left the villa under Mount Fuji, Miss Blouse has been inexplicably transferred back to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

However, instead of feeling any joy for the promotion, she felt a faint fear. It’s like having an invisible hand, crossing the judicial system and playing her fate between the palms.

Even if it was almost half a year later, this fear did not completely fade from her.

Colleagues and hers are able to keep their distance, and there are always some rumors surrounding her. For example, she has been taken care of by a big man... Well, it is true that this is true. She was able to transfer back to Tokyo to do the job, indeed because Jiang Chen and the Sumitomo consortium made a greeting.

These rumors have not been taken care of. She has been deliberately forgetting that memory so that she can get out of the shadow of the man as soon as possible. In fact, she almost did it, at least she thought so.

Take a deep breath and take a look at the road that I often walk on.

It’s already nine o'clock in the evening, and the surrounding shops have been closed and closed. It’s not safe recently, and there are almost no pedestrians on the street.

The evening wind blew from the side of the alley, gently licking her bangs and taking away some summer heat.

At this moment, from this light evening wind, she suddenly smelled a hint of **** smell.

Suddenly grabbed the footsteps, and the shirt was immediately seen along the alley of the wind.

Absolutely wrong.

It is the taste of blood!

Recalling the recent deterioration of the law and order situation, the top of the shirt can almost conclude that what must have been born in this alley!

Almost without any hesitation, she rushed into the alley.

As a dedicated policeman, her safety has never been the first element of her consideration, otherwise she would not risk her life to get into the club when she was undercover.

However, she did not run two steps and she stopped.

A girl in black is facing her, standing in the middle of the alley, and the shortness of her shoulders is slowly swaying in the wind, and it seems that there is a beautiful artistic conception inside.

However, the dead bodies that fell in the alleys made this beautiful mood a bit bloody.

"Are you the boss's little lover in Japan?" With a few cold voices floating, as if to perceive the person behind him, the girl turned around with a ghostly look, smiling at her, then swearing Satisfied with a nod, "nice, really pretty."

The top of the shirt trembled and reached out to the waist, but the cold touch did not give her too much security.

"Who, who is your boss's lover..."

"I advise you not to do this." I noticed the movement of the shirt, and the girl sighed.

"The murderer..." The shirt was staring at the girl in front of her eyes. She squeezed this sentence from the trembling teeth. "Stop, I am the police. My colleagues are on the way, I advise you. It’s best to hold your head with both hands...”

"The murderer? The police? Surrender?" The girl seemed to have heard something funny and shook her head. "This is not something that can be managed by the people in your police station. Didn't you see you without any noise? This is war." , understand? Child, this is war."

In front of her face, the girl's smile gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

The face of the shirt was turned white, and the pistol of the waist was pulled out sharply, pointing to the front with trembling.

What about people?

How did it disappear?

Difficult, is it... ghost? (To be continued.) 8