Could it be that Gin's purpose was to use this incident to lure the Maharaja into appearing and then kill him?

When the thought came to mind, Akemi Miyano writhed her bound body to stop him. But the sealed mouth was no longer able to speak at this time, and only made a weak "whine" sound.

"Hey, Belmode?" Gin ignored her, flicking a coin in his hand.

"Ah, who did I think it was?" Belmode just parked the car on the side of the road at this time, and leaned against it with a Lamborghini in one hand. "It's Gin. What, what's the matter with me? ”

"I found out a few days ago that Rye's real identity is an FBI agent, and I want you to help me lure him out. By the way, let's investigate the real name of this person. ”

At this time, Belmode pieced together the fragments of his memories one by one, and his vague impression seemed to remember only that it was a long-haired man who often wore a black knitted hat.

"What, are you going to kill him?"

"Nope." Gin was categorical, "You do what I sent you on my phone in a while, and you must not interfere in this matter except for helping me deliver things to the FBI building." "The thought of being able to get rid of it excites him." Because, he's mine. ”

A few minutes later, Belmode's phone was filled with an email from Gin.

In addition to Akemi Miyano's photo, this passage is attached: Give you ten days, if you want to save her, go back to your previous apartment in Yonehanamachi and come to her, otherwise once the deadline is over, your lovely girlfriend is afraid that it will turn into a pool of blood.

Early the next morning, a man with glasses lingered in front of the building where the FBI was located.

The police officer guarding the door stared at him for a long time, either rubbing his hands or wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking uneasy.

"Hey, who are you? It's not something you can just get into. ”

Seeing this, the man with glasses immediately greeted him, and said respectfully: "That, sir." I'm from Japan, and I was kidnapped by a gang of men in black, but luckily an FBI officer with long black hair wearing a knitted hat rescued me, so I came to the United States to say thank you. Can you help me get this letter to him? ”

The officer's frowning brow suddenly relaxed, "Oh, you're talking about Officer Shuichi Akai, who has been on duty in Japan before." He took the letter and smiled, "I see." Don't worry, I'll definitely hand over your thank you letter to him. ”

"Thank you, thank you so much."

The man bowed, and turned away. After making sure that he was out of the officer's sight, he swaggered to tear off the skin on his face and lifted the wig, revealing her clear features and delicate makeup. With just a slight flick of the hair, it shines as brightly as it does in the sun.

"I see......" Belmode muttered, a hint of smugness. It turns out that it's called Shuichi Akai......"

She had barely walked far when Akai and James walked out of the building.

When the officer saw him, he immediately approached with the letter. "Captain Akai, Captain Akai wait a minute."

Hearing this, the two stopped and looked at him at the same time.

"Sir, a man just asked me to hand you this letter. I said that I was saved by you when I was in Japan, so I came to the United States to thank you. ”

"Saving people?" Akai and James looked at each other and immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"Hey, it's not going to be ......," James looked at the letter, and then stopped.

Akai grabbed the officer's shoulder, and his voice was urgent: "That man, where is he now?" ”

The little constable didn't notice anything wrong with them. Pointing in the direction Belmode had left, he said, "He went there two minutes ago when he left. ”