How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police - Chapter 116

“If you don’t remember the license plate number, won’t you go to the surveillance immediately? I want to see the surveillance!”

The valley zero was even a little exasperated, and he shouted to the other end of the headset.

“But… we did want to get the surveillance video just now, but we found out that the wires of the two surveillance cameras at the door of the apartment building were cut.”

Jiang Gu zero punched the steering wheel, and the car made a harsh whistle.

A bunch of trash.

Calm down first.

According to their information, it should be a person suspected of Zhu Fu Jingguang who was intercepted by a black car.

In this way, Jing Guang may not have died at all. So, Ley is lying? Why would Claire lie? Could it be that Ley had already doubted his identity, and everything he had done before was testing him? Don’t think about that yet.

The current situation is that even if Jing Guang is still alive, he must be in danger at this time.

So I still have to find a way to find out, where did the black car that robbed Zhu Fu Jingguang go?

Wait, the black sedan?

In the mind of Gu Ling, a familiar car suddenly appeared.

He asked in a hesitant tone:

“You didn’t see the license plate number, did you see the model of the car?”

·

Zhu Fu Jingguang put the gun into the bag for the first time, and at the same time took out a simple mask from the interlayer of the bag.

This mask was given to them by people in the organization when they went out on a mission. The workmanship is extremely rudimentary. Under the condition of perfect disguise, it may be able to hold for a period of time, but in the eyes of a caring person, it can be seen at a glance.

He shivered and put on a hat, sunglasses, a mask, and a woolen coat from his junior’s wardrobe that was completely different from his original clothes.

For every second delay, the younger generation may be in danger.

There was a long, long one-way street at the entrance of this apartment building. He set off immediately, and maybe he could catch up with the black car.

It was too far away at the time, and he really couldn’t see the license plate number of the car, but with the familiar shape, even with his eyes closed, he could guess who the kidnapper was.

Porsche 356A.

Gin.

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Strictly speaking, the black car that took Xin Haikong away was actually a Porsche 356A.

He leaned comfortably on the back seat, took off the cap that was stuffing him with sweat, and threw it in the corner of the car casually, leaving the long bag on his back beside his feet. Finally, I took off the black coat that didn’t fit me a little bit.

“What are you doing?” Gin in the front seat glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and said coldly. “What are you going to do to those three guys?”

Xin Haikong let out a long sigh of relief, rubbing his stiff cheeks with his hands.

In the past three days, he has been smashing his acting skills all the time. Except when he is eating and sleeping, he can relax a little and act in his true colors. At other times, he always has to put the mask of the bright policeman firmly on his face and act as a well-behaved and docile junior.

In order not to let Zhu Fu Jingguang notice the difference three years later, he also needs to create a feeling of immaturity in time, which is indeed a bit difficult. Fortunately, he has been acting for so long before, and it has become more or less a habit. It didn’t take a lot of effort, but it did use too much face, and the character was also a bit sullen.

He rubbed his cheeks abruptly, then made a face at the rearview mirror of the car, and said vaguely:

“Did you notice anything unusual when you sent Bourbon to the safe house that day?”

His question actually directly put aside the question of gin and started another topic. But Big Brother didn’t show the slightest bit of anger. Instead, he picked it up calmly, as if he had long been accustomed to his intermittent convulsions.

“Is there a problem with Bourbon?”

In fact, Jin Jiu didn’t notice anything strange at all, but he vaguely noticed something from Xin Haikong’s words, and said something casually.

Xin Haikong couldn’t help curving the corners of his lips, and received in a casual tone: “Almost, he is from the Japanese police.”

Jin Jiu’s attention was all focused on the road conditions in front of him, but he didn’t feel anything unusual at first. Until he revisited Xin Haikong’s words in his mind.

Japanese police…

Japanese police! ?

Porsche stopped suddenly in the middle of the road, and Xin Haikong was thrown by inertia and hit the back of the front seat. He raised his hand and rubbed his blushing forehead, and said with difficulty, “No, big brother, drive well!”

It’s just that I learned about an organization’s undercover agent. Are you so excited? He hadn’t told him that Scotland in the trio was the Japanese police, and Rye was the FBI.

Jin Jiu turned his head and glared at him coldly, his tone a little annoyed.

“He’s from the Japanese police, so why didn’t you let me kill him! You even asked me to send him back to the safe house, what was going on in your mind?”

Gin restarted the car with a vicious look in his eyes, as if he had assassinated Bourbon a dozen times in the air. He turned the wheel, looking ready to return to the safe house to kill himself.

“Calm down first, do you still remember, where did you promise me to go?” Xin Haikong sat up straight, stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Jinjiu’s clothes.

“Tsk.”

Gin sighed helplessly and turned the steering wheel back on track. “You’d better explain to me why you didn’t let me kill him when you knew he was an undercover agent.”

He didn’t believe that the guy in the back seat wanted to contact the Japanese police. What the **** are you trying to figure out, even putting an undercover agent in the organization.

“What does it matter if he’s an undercover agent? Are there still fewer undercover agents in the organization? You’ve been cleaning up everywhere for so many years, aren’t you cleaning up more and more?”

Xin Haikong glanced at Jinjiu with a smile, and continued: “The organization tree is a big draw. As long as it exists for a day, the official governments of various countries will not give up sending undercover agents to the organization. Even if you kill one, there will be a second, Third, for the sake of righteousness, that group of people will only follow one after another, and see death as home.”

“What’s the point of fighting and killing like this?”

“I can’t stand you in a big way.” Qin Jiu pouted. “Should we just let Bourbon continue to collect intelligence in the organization? What if he discloses the core information of the organization to the Japanese public security?”

“What are you afraid of?” Xin Haikong smiled and leaned into Jinjiu’s ear and whispered: “Wouldn’t it be better to throw a time bomb like this on Rum? In this way, the Japanese police will only destroy Rum’s side. The plan. And we can also monitor the movements of the Japanese public security in reverse.”

“…”

Gin frowned slightly. He vaguely felt that things shouldn’t be like this, but he didn’t know how to refute it. No matter how serious the competition within the organization is, you can’t let the undercover Japanese police officers in, right?

He opened his mouth to refute: “But—”

Xin Haikong in the back seat was obviously in a state of extreme excitement. His amber eyes glowed slightly, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and he directly interrupted Jin Jiu’s words.

“Besides, Bourbon is a very critical part of my final plan.”

This sentence Xin Haikong said tentatively.

In fact, he didn’t even know what the so-called “final plan” was.

Since returning to this time and space, he has vaguely touched his own thoughts. When the most future new sea and sky returns to the beginning, what will it do?

He split the organization into two factions of rum and gin, carefully provoked disputes between the two factions, and sent Bourbon and all the Fu Jingguang under the pseudonym Malt into Rum’s command.

The task given to him by the system required him not to reveal his identity as Black until the finale.

However, according to the inevitable laws of hot-blooded comics like “Detective Conan”, the protagonist will eventually be able to defeat the black organization, and evil will eventually be defeated by justice. So at that time, if he is really a senior member of the black organization, how can he keep his identity?

If it is really the most future he returns to the original layout, he will definitely plant a seed. This seed can make him in the future, with an extremely magnificent and upright image of the red party, honorably exit the stage. Rather than revealing his identity in the fall of the black-clothed organization.

As early as four years later, in the case of rounding up Rum in Odaiba Park, he vaguely guessed his plan, but he was not sure yet, so let’s call it the final plan.

According to his trust in gin and the reliability of gin, Big Brother must have participated in his plan.

So at this moment, he simply proposed this “final plan”, to test the gin, and at the same time to judge whether his own reasoning was correct.

Xin Haikong’s eyes were fixed on the gin on the driver’s seat, not wanting to miss the slightest change on the other’s face.

The man in the driver’s seat suddenly paused after hearing the words “final plan”. His lips parted several times, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back. The throat rolled for a long time before reluctantly said: “The final plan… Do you want to use him?”

really.

Xin Haikong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from Gin’s expression and reaction, he did mention that plan to Gin. The “final plan” that he doesn’t know yet.

If so, his speculation should be correct.

Xin Haikong leaned back on the chair and retorted somewhat boredly: “Can’t you?”

“Whatever you want.” Jin Jiu paused for a while, then said again: “But I always feel that the matter of keeping the undercover beside me…”

“What’s wrong with the undercover agent? Besides, don’t you think that these undercover agents are quite powerful! Before their identities are exposed, they will rack their brains to help the organization to get promotion opportunities. What a good free labor force. To be honest, this guy Bourbon is much stronger than those two hundred and five in the organization.”

“…”

Following Xin Haikong’s words, Jin Jiu recalled the pure blood members of the organization, and frowned in disgust. Indeed, Bourbon can be regarded as a rare talent. Compared with him, most of the members of the organization are really too weak.

Although this is very nonsensical, he didn’t know how to refute it for a while. Finally, I can only spit out coldly:

“What’s wrong with you like to support undercover agents?”