When Akira Shinhara got home, he placed the blue gift bag on the coffee table and turned on the TV, which showed the two explosions at Tokyo Tower and his interview with Conan.

However, this kind of news topic that endangers social stability was soon diverted, and only the focus was on the wisdom and bravery of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the results of the final success in stopping the bombers from committing evil acts.

For this reason, Akira Shinhara also received a call from the president to say that his new book was sold out quickly, and he couldn't hide the triumph and joy in his voice, and said that he must invite him to the newly built luxury ski resort on Sunday to have a good time.

In this regard, Akira Shinhara, who is a part-time worker, was unable to refuse the president's warm invitation.

After a simple wash, Akira Shinhara changed into dark blue V-neck pajamas and went to bed to sleep.

Before going to bed, Shinhara Ming called up the system panel and quietly and quickly clicked on the report behind the back of the forum system.

Reason: Abusive and insulting the player has caused a lot of mental stress to the player.

After doing all this, Shinhara closed his eyes very satisfied and happy.

[You just slept like this? The forum system is simply incredible.

"yes, I need to be mentally refreshed so that I can have more energy at night." Akira Shinhara rubbed the soft quilt and said it justifiably.

[You're not afraid that Gin will kill you, this hospital hasn't exploded, and the high-ranking officials haven't died. The forum system is simply incomprehensible, and the voice is rarely serious.

"Who said Gin was going to blow up the hospital?" Akira Shinhara snorted, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

【……】

"Buzz!" The sound of the mobile phone alarm woke up Shinhara Ming, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

With a sigh, Akira Shinhara stretched his hand out of the quilt with difficulty, turned off the alarm, turned over and rubbed for a while, and then slowly propped himself up, rubbed up like a snail and sat on the back of the bed.

Rubbing his eyes, Akira Shinhara picked up his mobile phone, ordered a takeout with a half-squinted eye and was not completely awake, his eyes were closed, his phone was turned off, and he fell asleep again.

It wasn't until the takeaway brother's call came in that Akira Shinhara reluctantly got up, took the takeaway and ate it leisurely, and at the same time watched the palace fight drama with relish, and the whole person lived very comfortably.

The forum system can't understand his operation anymore.

After eating takeout and cleaning up the garbage, Akira Shinhara glanced at the time, eight fifty, almost nine o'clock.

"It's coming." Akira Shinhara muttered in a low voice, picked up the remote control and lowered the sound of the TV a few squares.

A little after nine o'clock, there was a knock on the door outside.

Shinhara Ming's eyes deepened, he rubbed his face, and got up to look at the cat's eyes.

Outside the door stood a man with long blond hair, with slightly long hair on his forehead, almost covering a pair of eyes, making it difficult to see his face.

He was wearing a high-necked black dress, which looked a little cold and overly stable, which increased his sense of age and made him a little more old-fashioned.

He wore a black top hat and pressed down slightly to cover the upper half of his face, so that he could only see the handsome white chin.

This man is Gin.

Shinhara expected it tomorrow morning, the rhythm of his breathing was still steady, and he reached out to open the door for him.

Gin glanced at him and walked to the sofa on the coffee table without the slightest hesitation.

When he missed it, Akira Shinhara smelled the faint smell of gunsmoke on his body.

Shinhara Ming's heart moved, it seems that things are turning out well, and it seems that the last time I came to set off a bomb was Gin himself, this familiarity is the same as my own home.

At this time, the forum system had already let out a high-pitched scream, and the screen full of "ah" appeared in front of his eyes, and the sharp sound almost burst through his eardrums.

Shinhara Ming's hand shook when he closed the door, and he couldn't stand the magic sound of the forum system, frowned to make it quieter, and then ignored it.

"Done?" After closing the door, Akira Shinhara got a glass of water for gin, put it in front of him, and sat next to him, looking relaxed and natural, with an attitude like a friend.

"Hmm." Gin nodded, didn't touch the glass of water, crossed his hands with black gloves on his abdomen, turned his head to look at Akira Shinhara and asked, "What are you doing there?" ”

Really......

My previous guess was right!

"Today is my book launch, so I'm naturally over there." Akira Shinhara got up and took out a hardcover novel from the gift bag on the coffee table, shook it at him, and put it in front of Gin, "Will you bring one back?" Specially prepared for you. ”

"After the explosion, the book launch was canceled, and I thought about going to Tokyo Tower to have a look, but I turned out that there was also a bomb in the elevator, and I was trapped inside." Akira Shinhara sat down again, with a look of lament for his bad luck, and then looked at Gin, and shrugged his shoulders with a pretended lightheartedness.

"If I hadn't happened to be able to defuse bombs, I'm afraid you wouldn't have seen me now."

"Hmm." Gin nodded very lightly, his voice was smooth and unwavering, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger, "The final result is not bad." ”

"I was thinking about how to survive at the time, of course I didn't want to be blown up, how could I think so much, I had to be lucky." Akira Shinhara frowned a little frightenedly, and then stretched his brows to look at Gin, "The most important thing is that you plan carefully and in detail." ”

Gin couldn't see his expression clearly, but he just stood up, patted the dust off his body, bent down and took the hardcover novel on the table, turned his head sideways, stared at Akira Shinhara with the eyes hidden behind his golden hair, and asked casually.

"You should have gained the trust of the police by now, what do you think? Arrange a job for you in the Metropolitan Police Department? ”

Hey, your tone is too casual, isn't it, such a casual Metropolitan Police Department?

Couldn't it be the backyard of your black-clad organization?

Shinhara Ming blinked his eyes with some confusion on his face, and his heart was slandered, but he suddenly thought of something.

No, wait!

Since various intelligence organizations can stuff undercover agents into the winery, how can the winery not have its own intelligence team?

And the reason why Zhu Fu Jingguang was exposed at the beginning seemed to be due to the low level of secrecy on the side of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Otherwise, why is he also an undercover agent, and Touzi, the Japanese public security officer, can still lurk well?

Is Gin testing himself by saying this? Or does it mean something else?

Shinhara Ming smiled a little helplessly, and shook his head apologetically, "Forget it, I'm not very good at socializing, and writing novels, a life that can make money without socializing, is suitable for me." ”

"Hmm." Gin nodded, not reluctantly, and walked towards the door with the fine novel in his arm, as if what he said just now was really just a casual remark.

"It's not safe to order less takeout."

Akira Shinhara froze for a moment, and before he could answer, the door closed with a "touch", and Akira Shinhara was the only one left in the whole room.

"Buzz!" The sound of the mobile phone vibrating brought Shinhara Akira back to his senses, and when he picked it up, he heard the apologetic voice of a young man on the phone.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, there was a car accident on the road just now, your takeaway was spilled, I asked the merchant to make a copy and send it to you, can you see it?"

Akira Shinhara held his phone tightly, looked at the closed door, and said softly, "No need. ”