Oda is always misunderstood

The sun is shining outside the window.

Toru Amuro put on the coat on the coat rack in the entrance, picked up a kraft paper bag on the cabinet, and unscrewed the door.

Before closing the door, he routinely glanced at the interior layout before locking the door.

"Mr. Amuro, good morning!" The neighbor greeted him with a smile.

Toru Amuro responded with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. Sugizaki."

Winter is coming, the temperature is getting lower every day, and there are already people wearing scarves on the street to resist the cold wind.

Amuro walked slowly on the road, as if walking aimlessly.It wasn't until he reached a certain intersection that he speeded up his pace calmly.

On the cross street where people come and go, he kept a pace neither fast nor slow, moving with the flow of people.

Suddenly, a man trotted forward hastily.The man was wearing glasses and the most common suit, and was carrying a most common kraft paper bag without any logo on the bag.

While running, he looked down at the watch on his wrist frequently, with an anxious expression, no different from any office worker who was afraid of being late.

The distance between Toru Amuro and the man was getting closer and closer, and at the moment when they were about to pass each other, the man seemed to stagger, and bumped Toru Amuro's shoulder lightly.

Two kraft paper bags fell to the ground at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't see the road clearly, I bumped into you, I'm really sorry!" The man in the suit apologized quickly, and bent down to pick up one of the paper bags.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it." After Amuro finished speaking, he picked up the remaining paper bag.

The man in the suit smiled shyly at him, nodded, and hurried away.

Amuro walked around outside a few times, and pretended to go to the supermarket to do some shopping before returning home.

When he got home, he subconsciously checked that no one had entered the apartment while he was away.

Immediately afterwards, Toru Amuro's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and a trace of tension and indescribable expectation flashed in his purple-gray eyes.

Put the paper bag just exchanged from Kazami on the table, and take out a file bag inside.

In the file bag is a small stack of paper with many technical terms printed on it.

There are mainly two test results in the file bag, which are separated by clips to avoid confusion.One is the results of blood DNA testing, and the other is the results of testing the ingredients of Tissano's "candy".There are many because there is more than one sample.

Toru Amuro took the lead in picking up the result sheet of the DNA test, flipping through the first sheet to the last sheet, his lips trembling slightly, as if afraid of misreading, he read it word by word repeatedly.

The test results showed that the blood samples collected that night were all from different people, and most importantly, the blood samples had nothing to do with Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Amuro thought about it and immediately reacted.

"It's a blood bag..." he murmured, "Only a blood bag prepared in advance can have that effect."

He waited for a long time, finally came to his senses, and excitedly slapped the table vigorously, the water glass on the table shook violently, and the water swayed.

"Hiro is really okay! He's not dead!!!" Toru Amuro was excited and excited.

He watched Tissano shoot, and he also watched "Zhu Fu Jingguang" get shot several times, and blood burst out in front of and behind him.

How could the blood that flowed from his body come from a different person? !

Toru Amuro guessed that all of this was arranged by Zhu Fu Jingguang and Tissano.

For example, let Jing Guang go into a coma or a state of suspended animation first. It would be best if he can directly deceive Qin Jiu. If not, the blood bag on his body is the second insurance.

As long as Tissano hits the blood bag, visually creating the effect of "Scotland was shot and killed by Tissano and whipped to death", Gin will definitely believe it.

Amuro Toru's long and slender fingers rubbed the paper, the edge of the paper was a bit sharp, he accidentally scratched his finger, causing waves of very slight tingling pain, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

"The difference in body temperature between a dead person and a living person is huge. No wonder he didn't let us touch Hiro, because he was afraid of being exposed?"

"What two bastards!" Toru Amuro cursed in a low voice, "If you don't find a way to notify me after you settle down and meet you again, you will die!"

Amuro was extremely breathable, drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and looked up at the snow-white ceiling for a long time.

The blossoming blood on the cement wall and the puddles of blood on the unrenovated, potholed floor almost became Toru Amuro's eternal nightmare.

fine……

"...Fortunately, you are still alive, Hiro, come to me quickly, don't worry me."

After his mood calmed down, Toru Amuro took out the second test report from the file bag - the "candy" that Kazami said was a suspected new drug product.

Did Tissano really take drugs?

It is not!

The test result clearly stated that this thing has nothing to do with poison!

"It has been confirmed that it is an unknown drug with unknown ingredients, and it does not match the ingredients of common drugs on the market."

There are also notes below, because the time is tight and the ingredients are complicated, so this is the preliminary test result.

Toru Amuro frowned, with complicated emotions, "Tisano is taking medicine? Is it because of human experiments?"

But who is helping him with the medicine?Tissano hid the medicine so deeply, which means that the organization does not allow him to take the medicine to treat the body and counteract the effects of the experimental medicine.

Who is so bold that he would rather violate the organization's ban than help Tissano?

Toru Amuro sat on the sofa, resting his chin with one hand.The light blond hair hangs down slightly, and the broken hair in front of his forehead casts a shadow on his face. The man's eyebrows and eyes are hidden in the shadow, and his expression is deep and thoughtful.

Suddenly, the sound of "Gululu..." sounded in the living room.

Toru Amuro: "..."

Ah, hungry.

The man stretched his arms, flipped through the shopping bag in the supermarket, and took out the Japanese-style tonkotsu cup noodles he bought.

When the water in the kettle boiled, Toru Amuro lifted the lid of the cup noodles and sighed: "I can only deal with it like this... huh?"

The lid is lifted, but the cup noodles only have noodles, no seasoning packet!

Amuro paused for a moment, feeling very helpless, so he had no choice but to take out the second cup noodle.

"Fortunately, I bought two, otherwise... huh?! Again?"

The second cup noodle also only has noodles.

Toru Amuro: "... What happened to the producer?? They cut corners!"

The Chevrolet was parked under the small apartment building, and the warm winter sun poured its light on the hood, reflecting the light.

A black-haired and green-eyed man in a black knitted hat pushed open the car door and leaned out. His eyes were deep, his expression was stern, his figure was burly, and he felt full of oppression.

Ley had given the "candy" stolen from Tissano to his colleagues in the FBI for testing.

Because they are in a foreign country, the FBI's operations are not as smooth as they are in China. It will take a while to get the results when the samples are sent there.

Ley wasn't going to wait, he was always good at taking the initiative.

When I came back today, I just wanted to find out from Mingmei.

"Ada, you're back." Mingmei came out to greet Lai with a smile.

Ley responded, changed his shoes at the entrance, and saw the TV playing a variety show.

"Watching TV." Ley said.

Mingmei sat back on the sofa, holding a fruit salad, "Yeah, look at it occasionally, it can relax you."

Ley does know the reason for Minmei's recent irritability.

"Shirley still can't come out?"

"...Well, but she told me the day before yesterday that it will be soon." Mingmei lowered her eyes, poking the fruit in the bowl with the fork again and again.

Ley frowned, it shouldn't be, could it be that he was dragged down by the things in Scotland?

The man took off his coat and sat down beside Mingmei, with his slender arms stretched out to wrap around Mingmei's shoulders.

The stars on the variety show were chatting and laughing, their laughter was so contagious that even Mingmei smiled unconsciously.

Ley was not in such a good mood.

He pondered for a long time, and when the program entered the commercial segment, he asked, "I heard you made candy for Tissano?"

Mingmei was still immersed in the TV, and she replied reflexively, "Huh? No, I never made candy for him."

She suddenly came back to her senses, broke away from Ley's embrace, frowned and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Ley let her go kindly, shrugged, and said, "Just asking."

Mingmei looked at him and said nothing.

After a pause, Ley said helplessly, "Well, I actually saw candies that looked like your handicrafts in the viewing room."

"It's just similar. I also followed the tutorials on the Internet." Mingmei said dissatisfiedly, "Are you jealous again?"

Ley coaxed her: "No, how could I be jealous of you."

"So I get close to other men, you don't care at all?"

Ley: "..." Seems like a death question.

He had a strong desire to survive, "Of course I care, have you forgotten, I was about to beat him that day."

"Of course I care about you most." Lai gently hugged Minmei into his arms, and left a kiss on the top of her hair. His voice was low and hoarse, and he was extremely sexy.

Mingmei didn't intend to be serious at first, and she also became resistant to Lai's sweet talk, so she exposed it with a perfunctory smile.

Ley said slowly: "Actually, Tissano's candies are really similar to your handmade candies, even the glass jars you are used to are exactly the same."

"Maybe someone read the same tutorial." Minmei said naturally, "It's not stipulated that I am the only one in the world who can make that kind of candy."

Ley: "He admitted it himself."

"what?"

"He said it himself, you gave it to him. But I think..."

Mingmei closed her eyes and suppressed her irritability. Her expression turned cold and she asked in a cold voice, "So you think I'm lying to you?"

"That's not what I meant." Ley felt aggrieved, "I mean, is it possible that Shirley made this candy?"

Mingmei's heart was shocked, and the hand holding the fruit bowl trembled unconsciously.Ley lowered her eyes, taking her performance into her eyes, but remained silent, pretending not to notice.

With a clear mind, Mingmei connected all the clues in one go.

Oda has Shiho's "candy" in his hand?This is impossible!

Although Zhibao likes her desserts, he has never made them himself.

She lives in the research institute. Although she does not have to worry about food and clothing, she is destined not to be as free as Mingmei.

Organizations would never let a top scientist waste their time baking.

So for so many years, Shiho never mentioned baking.

However, Ah Da will never aim indiscriminately.Oda and Shiho...

Mingmei lowered her head subconsciously, her eyes flickering.

Ley asked, "Mingmei, what do you think?"

"Hmm... I don't know." Mingmei's heart was pounding, she forced a smile, "I haven't seen it before, how do I know?"

Ley didn't ask the question to the end, and said meaningfully: "That's it."

——But if Akemi really doesn't know anything, she should ask "When did Oda know Shiho", instead of directly acquiescing that Oda and Shiho knew each other.

Mingmei glanced at the clock on the wall from the corner of her eye, stood up quickly, clapped her hands, and said with an unnatural expression: "Ada, let's go to the supermarket to buy ingredients together today?"

Lai smiled at Shang Mingmei's hidden apprehension eyes, "Okay."

Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a brisk tone: "Then let's go now!"

——Okay, successfully concealed it!

Although I don't know what secrets there are between Oda and Shiho, as an older sister, of course I have to help my younger siblings hide it first!Secrets can be asked later.

When the two were about to go out, Mingmei took her satchel and tied her hair, but she was a step behind Ley.

She casually took a leather bag from the bedroom, trotted out, and was about to change her shoes when she saw Ley standing still at the door.

He was tall, and he stood towards the gate, blocking most of the gate, and the sunlight dragged his shadow very long.

But for some reason, Ley's back looked very tense, and the hand holding the door frame was slightly tightened, and he didn't turn his head when he heard Mingmei's footsteps.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"...Ada?" Mingmei was very keen, and almost immediately realized that something was wrong, and called out in a very low voice.

She instinctively fumbled for the gun in her purse, but found nothing.

Only then did I realize that Minmei didn't have the bag with the gun in her hand because Ley was here.The gun is still in the bedroom.

She was on alert, ready to run back to the bedroom to grab the gun.

Ley didn't look back, but he didn't move away to expose Minmei to the view of the person outside the door.

He deliberately said to Mingmei in a non-salty way: "I have something to go out temporarily."

Then he stepped out and reached out to close the door.

Inside the house, Mingmei stood at the entrance, her face pale.

The moment Ley closed the door, she saw the face of the uninvited guest through the gap.

"For no reason, why is he here? Looking for me or Ada?" Mingmei bit her lip, feeling panic in her heart.

Outside.

The door slammed shut behind Ley, and Ley put his hands in his pockets, and asked calmly, "Gin, why do you need to come to the door yourself?"