Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

(Not related to the main text, just for fun)

Mini-theater 4: If they had met earlier (Brewery) Part 5

After a simple breakfast, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had stayed in the hotel all day yesterday, took the initiative to take over the follow-up transaction task that he was originally going to do in person at Whiskey's place.

Whiskey nodded while holding his hot coffee, not caring that the other party had taken away the results of his busy work yesterday afternoon.

Akai Shuichi, who didn't sleep well because the pillow didn't resonate with him, made a false excuse of going out to buy a pillow and left the hotel soon after.

So, when it was just half past eight in the morning, Toru Amuro and Whiskey were the only two people left in the room.

The sunshine in early spring is always accompanied by a lingering chill. Even if you stand in the house with the windows closed tightly, you will still feel the cold wind blowing into your bones.

But whiskey doesn't care about that.

I dragged a small stool to the window and sat down, feeling the sunshine which did not bring much warmth.

He completely ignored Toru Amuro, who had been uncharacteristically silent since everyone else left the room, with a serious face and had been staring at him.

"Among the exchange group sent by Japan this time, there is a superintendent named Yuuki Sanada."

Looking at Whiskey, who was sitting in the sun not far away, with a calm expression and seemed particularly indifferent and distant.

After tossing and turning the entire night, Furuya Rei made his decision at dawn and began his first attack.

One is Yuuki Sanada, who looks 80% like Hinata Aoi, and the other is Masaru Shige, who comes from a police family in Kanagawa.

There is also a son who has been missing for several years.

The possibility that these two people are not mother and son is infinitely close to zero.

"so what?"

Holding the no longer hot coffee cup in his hand, Whiskey looked at the police officer in confusion. He was filled with a serious sense of justice and would never be mistaken for Rei Furuya, who was wearing any other identity.

"Tell me this, have you discovered something?"

When he clearly discerned that the doubt on Whiskey's face was just a superficial illusion, Furuya Rei realized for the first time:

Hinata Aoi is not only a mechanical genius, but also very smart, much smarter than he imagined and thought.

Thinking of this, many questions have answers.

In one night, in less than eight hours, even if Yuya Kazami and the entire Zero Team grew eight hands, the information that Fūya Rei could obtain was still very limited.

But after all, they are carefully selected public security elites.

During the search, someone soon started to compile the information.

I realized that the limited information on hand, which only contained a few lines concerning Sanada Yuki's eldest son, was the result of several cleaning procedures.

Some of these were done by people from within the police system.

"That's your mother, isn't it?"

I remember the phone call that came from thousands of miles away at dawn.

Fūya Rei decisively gave up on the roundabout ways and other attempts to lay the groundwork in the early stages.

"So what?"

“Whether the person who purchased the bomb is from the Black Organization remains to be verified.

But it is certain that the other party intends to attack the Daytime Building, which is the venue for the exchange meeting where police from all parties will gather tomorrow.

And Yuuki Sanada, if nothing unexpected happens, will be a member of the exchange meeting tomorrow."

Furutani Rei walked step by step towards the whiskey, and stopped when he was only one step away from it.

“No matter what your and my stance is, or whether we will change our stance in the future.

But the person who bought the bomb is obviously not a good partner, right?"

Whiskey, who was holding the paper cup of coffee, stopped and raised his head as he walked.

Looking up at this public security policeman who has lived two lifetimes and is still determined to eradicate the Black Organization, and now wants to persuade him to cooperate with him.

Whiskey gave a very faint smile.

"Are you trying to say that your Neon Public Security Bureau is a good partner? Or that FBI agent Zhu Xingda?"

"you…"

When his identity was revealed, Rei Furuya was shocked for a moment, but he quickly accepted the fact.

Whiskey was not surprised that Furuya Rei had this attitude. Since the investigation had led to his mother, Sanada Yuki, Hojo Liansong could not remain indifferent.

"Why are you so shocked? You should have been mentally prepared after receiving the call from Hojo Lianzong.

He should have told you that I was smart, to be cautious, and to always be skeptical of me."

Doubt my position, doubt whether I am good or bad, doubt every word that comes out of my mouth, whether it is true or false.

Looking at those determined purple-gray eyes, Whiskey had a rare moment of trance in his eyes.

He rarely sees such a pure person. Although he has had a rough past, the dark side has shaped a bright soul that shines with warmth.

Furiya Rei did not miss that moment of trance, but what he heard afterwards was not a signal of goodwill and cooperation.

The calm tone was filled with complete indifference and thorough malice.

“In fact, your previous guess was correct. The person who bought the bomb at a high price was indeed a member of the organization.

The purpose of doing this, in addition to finding me, is to let me know that they will have an action in the Daytime Building tomorrow.

So, instead of cooperating, I think you should worry about whether your childhood friend who traded bombs for me is still alive."

Legal transactions may encounter many twists and turns, not to mention illegal transactions that have no legal protection.

The so-called high-price acquisition bomb was an obvious trap from the very beginning.

The first time Whiskey saw the words in the newspaper, he knew clearly that this was a notice and a warning.

If he didn't want things to take the worst possible turn, he should take this opportunity and show up at the transaction location.

Then, return to the organization.

In this case, that person might consider reducing his punishment as appropriate.

But why.

He finally got the chance, maybe he could see his mother in person from a very close distance.

How could I give up just because of this?

Realizing that his little friend was in danger, Rei Furiya looked at Whiskey angrily. However, Whiskey, who was grabbed by the collar, did not show any fear on his face.

The next second, the phone in Fūya Rei's pocket rang.

Keeping the posture of grabbing the collar, Fūya Rei took out his mobile phone with one hand.

However, the joy on his face lasted only two seconds before he was frozen by the cold voice on the other end of the phone.

"Are you Moroboshi Dai, or Amuro Toru?"

"Who are you!"

Public security policeman Furiya Rei went offline upon hearing the news, and the information dealer Amuro Toru asked in a cold voice.

"He should be by your side."

The cold voice was very firm, and without waiting for Amuro Toru to answer, he continued:

"Remember to tell him that the gentleman's tolerance for him is limited to today.

Come back today, and he will forgive you for what happened in the past few days."

Hearing that it was Gin on the other side, Toru Amuro subconsciously looked at Whiskey.

His collar was pulled and the wounds on his body hurt slightly, but Whiskey still had that calm and indifferent expression.

Noticing Toru Amuro's gaze, Whiskey extended his hand towards him.

After getting the phone that Amuro Toru gave me and turning on the speaker.

Whiskey looked at Amuro Toru and walked over to him, put his hand firmly on his shoulder, and greeted him calmly, saying:

"I didn't expect you to be so quick, Gin."

Gin's face suddenly turned cold on the other end of the phone:

"Whiskey, you still don't know who you are."

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank suddenly, and Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was tied up into a ball next to Gin, also showed a look of shock.

The code name that everyone wanted to know suddenly got the answer, but at this moment, no one was happy.

But not everyone is in a bad mood.

At least, Whiskey, who was threatened by Toru Amuro's actions and Gin's words, was in a good mood.

“As expected of a top killer, he sounded so threatening the moment he opened his mouth.

However, this matter is not your business. "

Hearing the sharp edge of the words, Gin felt even more displeased, and his tone became even colder:

"You'd better pray that you never fall into my hands."

Whiskey's eyes darkened, and he replied:

"Then you'd better pray that I die outside this time."

At the last second before the location was confirmed, Whiskey hung up the phone.

"Oh!"

Gin was so angry that he smashed his phone. He was still angry at the broken phone and stomped on it hard.

By the way, I rolled it hard several times with the sole of my shoe.

I pricked up my ears but didn't hear what the equipment team leader said on the other end of the phone. I had only heard his voice but never seen him in person.

Then Vodka, which caused his elder brother to become furious, quickly stepped aside.

Afraid of being offended.

It was not until Gin looked at him coldly that Vodka, who was hiding next to Zhu Fu Jingguang, slightly moved his sturdy body and asked:

"Brother, what should we do with this Midorikawa Hikaru?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about it, but in the end he said nothing.

After carrying the bomb out, he originally planned to test the waters near the transaction location first.

Unexpectedly, Gin and others were already within one kilometer of the transaction location.

Several levels of staff were deployed.

Before he could get close with the packaged bag for the transaction, he was surrounded.

With more than a dozen guns pointed at them, their cell phones were confiscated, and now the remnants were still lying at Gin's feet.

"Just a discarded pawn thrown out by Whiskey."

Gin had read the information and knew that Midorikawa Hikaru and the other two were peripheral elites recommended by other branches, and had no previous contact with Whiskey.

An intelligence dealer, a mercenary, and a killer, all of them are the best among this group of peripheral elites, and they are good at choosing people.

Gin, who had calmed down a bit and remembered that he had only asked where the Whiskey Man was now, and had not yet had time to examine the others, walked up to Morobushi Kagemitsu:

"Why didn't you contact the organization before?"

One person couldn't control the seriously injured Whiskey, but three people couldn't possibly do it.

The taciturn Middle Eastern killer hesitated for two seconds before replying:

"He said that if we contacted the organization, he would identify us as undercover agents when we returned to the organization."

? ?

!!!

So cruel!!!

Vodka showed a shocked expression, and even those peripheral elites who escaped from the FBI alive and were picked by Gin to carry out this mission after contacting the organization were all shocked.

Afterwards, many people looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with sympathy.

No wonder they haven’t contacted the organization. If it were them, they wouldn’t dare to do so either.

If I'm identified as an undercover agent as soon as I return, that would be a sure way to get myself killed.

Vodka, who knew more than the peripheral elites, shuddered slightly.

If someone points out that he is an undercover agent, then we still have to go through the investigation process.

But if it was pointed out by Whiskey, especially when there were only three peripheral ones.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, the fate of these three people will be to be executed as undercover agents.

Gin didn't react to this and no one knew whether he believed it or not.

The subsequent interrogation was handed over to Vodka. Gin listened while waiting for news from the other end.

After asking Zhu Fujingguang for the detailed address of the hotel, he immediately arranged for someone to go there.

The reason for making the call was to confuse and delay Whiskey, and also to verify indirectly whether the address given by Midorikawa Hikaru was correct.

But it was obvious that it was Whiskey's body that was injured, not his usually smart brain.

The group that led the capture operation had already used the fastest speed, but still failed to find the seriously injured Whiskey.

However, it is not without any gain.

I pushed the door open cautiously, and was greeted by a time bomb with a three-second countdown.

The precise proportion of ingredients was given to the few members of the organization who entered the room, and each of them was given a one-way ticket to Sanzu River.

The few outside the door were a little luckier.

Not only did he save his life, but he was also warmly welcomed by the FBI afterwards.

After learning that the people sent there either died in the bomb or encountered an FBI ambush, Gin walked up to Morobushi Kagemitsu again.

He looked up and down at Midorikawa Hikaru, who had never uttered a word of begging for mercy since being caught and had answered all the questions seriously. It seemed that he had not lied to him.

asked:

"Want to live?"

The Middle Eastern killer nodded.

"I'll give you a chance to live."

Gin signaled Vodka to loosen the rope on Zhu Fu Jingguang and said a few more words to him:

“After you got separated, you didn’t contact the organization, but instead deliberately avoided the organization’s search. Even if you were threatened by Whiskey, you would still be treated as a traitor according to the organization’s rules.

But now, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins.

As long as you can catch Whiskey tomorrow, I will personally ask the boss for credit for you. Not only will the organization not pursue your previous mistakes, but you will also be given extra rewards."

“There is a code promotion assessment in the first half of this year. Logically speaking, you are not eligible to participate since you just joined the organization last year.

But as long as you complete this task, I can act as a recommender and allow you to participate in this code promotion assessment as an exception."

The peripheral elites who were listening to all these words with their ears pricked up and holding their breath immediately looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with envy.

The envied Middle Eastern killer Hikaru Midorikawa thought for a moment, then nodded seriously at Gin.

...

At around three in the afternoon, Akai Shuichi, who had spent most of the day buying pillows, hugged a pillow and knocked on the door of the new residence of Whiskey and Amuro Toru.