Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

Then he reached out and opened the very new SIS certificate. There was no photo, but in the name column it was written "Mona Mingyue".

Mingyue raised her lips with satisfaction, took out her mobile phone, and edited a text message.

[Uncle, I have got the things and everything is going according to plan. --moon】

Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

A stream of bubbles emerged from the orange liquid.

After reading the reply, Mingyue deleted the text message, carefully removed Akai Mutake's photo from the ID, put it in the new SIS ID and put it away. She looked out the window and saw the stars shining in the dark sky.

"Aunt Mary, have you hidden yourself? I'm here to find you~" Ming Yue murmured softly, with the corner of her mouth slightly hooked, "I'm really looking forward to meeting you, and there is also uncle's third child. Counting that, I should be with you." I'm about the same age."

Under the starry sky, everything fell into silence.

In the dark safe house, the heavy curtains blocked out all light, and the dark green eyes flashed sharply. Shuichi Akai sat alone in the safe house with a glass of ice water in his hand.

There was only one person's breathing and one person's heartbeat in the room.

No one knows what he is thinking about now.

At this time, Bourbon and Scotland completed the task of tracking the Mud Tragedy Society and came to the night shop together.

"Hiro, what are you choosing?" Curious Fangtani Rei walked to Zhufu Jingguang carrying two lunch boxes, and found that Zhufu Jingguang was holding chocolate powder in his left hand and a block of chocolate in his right hand.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said with some confusion, "Zero, which one is better for making chocolate cake?"

Fangtani Rei put his hand to his lips and thought about it seriously, "How about trying them all?"

"This is the only way, you have to come and help." Zhu Fu Jingguang chose a few more ingredients.

Fangtani Rei nodded resignedly, thinking to himself, Hiro, I would come to help even if you didn't say anything. I don’t know how Mingyue is doing. There has been no contact with her since she was taken away by Gin last time.

Suddenly he remembered that the schoolbag that Margaret wanted to give to Mingyue was still with him, so he thought that he would contact Mingyue after a while, and he was getting ready to start school, and he could also give her some stationery and the like. I think in the future, if Mingyue goes to school, the organization will not be able to arrange any tasks for Mingyue. In that case, can we try to take her away from the organization's sight?

Fangtani Rei's purple-grey eyes were filled with a sly smile, and he searched the shelves for what he wanted. Unfortunately, the store didn't have all the items, so he could only sigh and think about taking the time to buy it.

In the end, the two of them carried large bags of ingredients and left in the night.

The night wind lifted Jiang Gu Ling's short pale blond hair. The man raised his head and glanced at the sky. The stars were bright and the moon was like a curved hook.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

Mingyue was sitting in the dining car of the express train that day. Because it was not a meal, there were almost no people in the dining car. There were only flight attendants playing with their mobile phones to kill time.

A document bag was on the luggage rack diagonally above Mingyue's head, and the documents inside were waiting for someone to take them away.

When the time came for the transaction, Ming Yue got up and chose the bento she wanted to eat later in the bento area on the train.

At this time, a foreigner wearing a beret walked into the dining car, holding an identical document bag in his hand.

He glanced around the dining car very cautiously. There were very few people in the dining car, and the flight attendant stood in front of the counter looking at his mobile phone. His eyes were fixed on the document bag on the luggage rack, but he did not go to get it immediately. Instead, he walked to the place where lunches were sold and communicated with the flight attendant in broken Japanese.

Perhaps the pronunciation was too substandard. The flight attendant was confused and anxiously tried to communicate with the beret foreigners in even worse English.

The beret foreigner tried hard to gesture with his hands, trying to make the flight attendant understand what he was talking about, but it was very inconvenient because he had a document bag in his hand.

After several attempts to communicate with the flight attendant to no avail, the foreigner wearing a beret put his document bag on the luggage rack and started gesticulating with his hands harder.

Two identical document bags lay quietly on the luggage rack.

However, Oliver Campbell, who was wearing a beret and belonged to the CIA Covert Operations Division, suddenly discovered Monáe Mingyue, and his heart beat rapidly.

Why is she here?

The CIA investigator's thoughts were spinning for a while, but he found that Mingyue only glanced at him for a few times, then continued to choose the lunch box, seemingly not recognizing him. He secretly exhaled slowly, still using broken Japanese, dancing and gesticulating with the flight attendant.

Finally, the flight attendant seemed to understand and took a lunch box and handed it to the foreign beret.

With a relieved smile on his face, Oliver Campbell took the lunch box, swiped his card to pay, took a document package from the luggage rack, and prepared to leave the dining car.

Before leaving the dining car, Oliver Campbell looked back at the gray-haired girl who was still picking out lunches, and mentally warned himself that this might be just a coincidence, and he hoped not to encounter her again in the future.

Mingyue selected the lunch box and paid with her credit card. The flight attendant smiled and handed the lunch box to Mingyue. Mingyue sat back to her original position, glanced at the document bag directly above her head, slowly opened the lunch box, and began to eat this untimely lunch.

Chewing the cold bento, thinking about the hot curry made by Midorikawa Yui, I suddenly felt that the bento on the train was so unpalatable, I poked the octopus-shaped sausage with my chopsticks and reluctantly put it in my mouth.

The train slowed down slowly and entered the station. The door was opened. Oliver Campbell lowered his beret, hugged the document bag in his arms tightly, and quickly got off the train and left.

After a while, the train started slowly and headed to the next station. Passengers boarding the train were looking for their own seats.

After Mingyue swallowed the last bite of the cold rice ball, more and more people began to fill the dining car. Meal time was about to arrive, and the flight attendants began to get busy.

"Hello, this is the bento you chose." With a signature smile on his face, the flight attendant handed the bento to the passenger and put the money in the drawer.

Mingyue took off her shoes, stood on her seat, stood on tiptoes, and went to pick up the document bag on the luggage rack. However, the train seemed to be changing tracks at this time, and the entire car body shook violently. Mingyue almost fell on the dining table.

A pair of warm hands held Mingyue in time, and a steady male voice came to her ears, "Be careful."

Mingyue turned around and saw a pair of familiar eyes, slightly dazed.

The man reached out and took off the document bag from the luggage rack and handed it to Mingyue. The man had a mustache, a pair of pink eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his facial expression was cold and serious.

Mingyue took the document package and thanked her, but her eyes did not leave the mustached man.

"What's the matter?" The man's eyes were very gentle, and he looked thoughtfully at the girl with gray hair and blue eyes in front of him.

Mingyue tilted her head and said with a smile, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

There was a trace of doubt on the face of the man with the mustache, "Really? I have no impression."

Mingyue rolled her eyes and smiled like a little fox, "Can I take a photo with you? Maybe my brother knows you. If you have a photo, I can ask him."

The mustachioed man looked at the girl in front of him thoughtfully. He took stock of all his friends in his mind. He was not sure whether he really knew the girl's brother, but he still nodded mysteriously.

A group photo appeared on Mingyue's mobile phone.

"Thank you."

The man with a mustache looked at the girl with an excited smile on her face, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, whispering softly, "As bright as spring flowers, as bright as autumn moon."

Mingyue was slightly startled. The other party seemed to realize that a girl of Mingyue's age might not understand the meaning of this sentence. Just as he was about to explain, he heard the girl's clear voice, "A pile of stones is like jade, and a row of pine trees is like emerald. My name is Monnai." Mingyue, nice to meet you."

"Zhu Fu Gaoming, this is my business card." The mustached man took out a business card from his inner pocket.

Mingyue took it with both hands and saw the name card written on it: Nagano Prefecture Police Headquarters, the police title is Police Department, and a series of phone numbers.

"Can I swipe my card?" A short, fat man behind Zhu Fu Gaoming was asking the flight attendant.

The flight attendant had a professional smile on his face, "Of course, do you want to buy this bag of oranges on sale?"

"Three hundred yen, right?" The short, fat man handed a card to the flight attendant.

The flight attendant took the bank card and said, "Yes, thank you for your business."

The short and fat man took the orange and left the restaurant. Mingyue and Zhufu Gaoming said goodbye.

Mingyue glanced at the ticket in her hand, and on the way to her seat, she took out her mobile phone and sent the photo she just took to Scotland.

At this time, Zhufu Jingguang, who was trying the ratio of chocolate to flour in the kitchen, heard the phone ding. He was thinking about who could send the message. He reluctantly put down the flour bag in his hand and glanced at it, still still trying. I made chocolate cake, praying in my heart that it would not be a task, and then washed my hands and prepared to check the information.

Fang Guling kneaded the dough, "If you have any tasks, I will help you complete them."

"Let me take a look first." Zhu Fu Jingguang picked up the phone. The sender turned out to be Mingyue, and the text message had a picture. When he clicked on the picture, his pupils shrank suddenly and he froze in place.

Rei Fangtani kneaded the dough, but found Hiro standing motionless. He reached for a towel, wiped the flour off his hands, walked to Hiro's side, and looked at the phone screen.

In a photo, Mingyue smiles brightly and gestures with scissors. However, the man with a mustache standing behind Mingyue is wearing a dark blue suit and a light blue tie. His eyes are similar to those of Hiro. They are similar, and more importantly, Rei Fukiya knows this man. He is Hiro's brother.

For a moment, there was dead silence in the safe house.

Hey~

Another text message came.

[Brother Little Cake, do you think I should kill this police officer named Zhu Fu Gaoming? ——Monáe Mingyue]

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were about to burst, he clenched his teeth, his hands were shaking, and he looked at Jiang Guling beside him.

Fang Guling had a gloomy face, quickly turned on the computer, enlarged the photo sent by Mingyue and checked every detail.

"The photo has not been modified. It should have been taken not long ago. You can see that the date on the lunch box in the background is from this morning. The place in the photo should be the dining car of the express train." Rei Furitani analyzed calmly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang typed quickly on the keyboard of his mobile phone, but was stopped by Jiang Gu Ling.

"Don't reply to her yet. What if this is a trap?" Jiangu Ling stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang and said seriously, "This may be a test. You must be cautious. Calm down first."

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his head, "Then my brother..." He clicked his fingers on the phone a few times, exited the editing page, and quickly entered a string of numbers on the dialing interface, but the green connect button did not work. Can't press it down.

At this time, Mingyue was looking for her seat on the train and passed by a strong man.

The man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with a camera hanging around his neck. His jacket pockets were bulging and seemed to contain a lot of things. At this time, he was supposed to be heading to the dining car for a meal, but instead he stood in front of a short, fat man who bought a bag of oranges on sale.

Mingyue glanced at the two of them curiously, then continued walking forward.

The carriage was rickety, and there were many people going to and leaving the dining car, making the narrow aisle very crowded.

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Preview of the next chapter: How will Zhu Fu Jingguang break the situation? What will happen on the train?