After learning the location of their retreat, Fujiwara Yu was the first to arrive at Umi no Mori Park, and it was very easy to find the three foreigners near the coast, so it didn't take long for him to hide behind the vending machine and watch Akai Shuichi meet them.

Of course, he had seen the anxious appearance of the three rookie investigators before. Fujiwara Yu didn't want to hide for long, but he was curious about how long Shuichi Akai would find out about his existence.

After seeing someone draw a gun through the reflection of the glass, he reached out and quickly pressed the button under the can of coffee.

Bending down to squeeze the two cans of coffee in his hands, he moved easily to the side and looked directly at Shuichi Akai, who was looking directly at him.

"First meeting, Mr. Ace of the FBI." Shuichi Akai was surprised the moment he saw this purple-haired young man, he thought that what was waiting here should be the Japanese public security police who shot the bullet to relieve them, but after seeing the young man's hair color, he always felt that all the previous conjectures had been overturned.

It is impossible for the Japanese police to have this special hair color, and it is even more impossible for them to dye their hair...... Could it be that the person in front of him is the narcotics banner?

But how could the narcotics banner know his identity, and how could he meddle in such a thing? There were too many questions piled up in Akai Shuichi's mind, and he couldn't judge the true identity of the other party, so he had to stay vigilant and maintain a safe distance.

Fujiwara Yu saw that Shuichi Akai did not take the initiative to ask about his identity, nor did he make the next move, but he deliberately took a step forward, and opened his lips and said in a half-joking tone: "Mr. Ace, don't you consider putting away the gun?" It's a public place, and if you look like this and are seen by other people in the park, you'll get the Japanese police. Akai Shuichi heard the hint in the other party's words, which also showed that the person in front of him was not a Japanese policeman, and he raised his hand to signal several rookie investigators behind him to put down their guns.

After receiving the instructions, Kamal couldn't hold back, and he quickly leaned into Shuichi Akai and whispered, "Mr. Akai, we can't be sure of the other party's identity yet, it's not appropriate to put the gun down, right?" ”

"If he dares to stand alone in front of us, it means that he came prepared, so there's nothing appropriate or inappropriate, put down the gun, Kamal." Akai Shuichi knows that the current situation is passive, and the other party must have a back hand, even if he threatens with a gun, he will not get the slightest benefit, it is better to listen to the purpose of this person's appearance here.

Fujiwara has always liked to negotiate with smart people, but he is not here to negotiate today, but to ask for information unilaterally.

After pacing forward to a suitable distance, he glanced at the investigators behind Akai Shui, and asked bluntly, "I wonder if Mr. Ace can give him a chance to talk alone?" ”

"Yes." After Nodding to Kamel and the others, Akai Shuichi followed the purple-haired young man to another place, his left hand was always in his pocket, and he could protect himself by drawing a gun when necessary.

But after the purple-haired young man said his first words, he dispelled the idea of pulling out his gun to protect himself. Because there is no need for this.

"I'm here to ask the FBI for information about the organization, and it's a reward for reaching out to you." Fujiwara Yu pulled the tab of the canned coffee with one hand, handed out the coffee in his hand with the other, and said abruptly, "I have a similar position to you, so put away that unnecessary hostility." "The position is similar, and it's not a Japanese policeman.

Akai Shuichi quickly searched for a word in his mind, but after confirming the identity of the other party, it was much easier, he reached out to take the coffee and did not drink it, but asked with interest: "Did you learn about the FBI's plan through the public security police, or did you send someone to keep an eye on those rookie investigators a long time ago?" ”

"Is it possible that it's both?" Akai Shuyi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, he found that the person in front of him was not simple, but it was somewhat similar to bourbon, both of them were a bit mystical, and their words were ambiguous so that you couldn't grasp which sentence was true.

But with his keen sense of smell, he can feel it

"Both" is the correct answer. Because this answer can prove that his previous conjecture is correct, Scotch whisky is the Japanese police, and Kavisa tequila is only crowned as unwarranted

"Undercover" name. So...... Did the CIA actually hook up with the Japanese police? Thinking of this, Shuichi Akai probably guessed why the CIA agent in front of him came to him, but he didn't want to make it clear, so it would be more appropriate to make a slight turn in this situation.

"So, what is the reward you want to be paid for?"

"There must be some important reason why the FBI can organize the Japanese branch to go undercover without complying with the rules." Fujiwara Yo looked at Shuichi Akai with blazing eyes, and a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth: "I want to know what kind of information you have that made you venture here." ”

"I'm sorry, this is classified information from the FBI, and I don't have the right to disclose it to you."

"Okay, let's change the question...... Why do you FBI always be around Chrissy Wynyard? Akai Shuichi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he was surprised that the person in front of him had changed the question so easily, and the question he asked again was undoubtedly related to another secret information from the FBI.

He didn't think it was a coincidence, it seems that the CIA has been paying attention to the FBI's movements for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have known that the FBI was secretly investigating Chrissy Wynyard.

Fujiwara Yu narrowed his eyes and didn't intend to give the other party a chance to think about the wording, he drank the coffee in his hand, pinched the can hard, and his tone inevitably revealed a hint of threat: "Mr. Ace, don't forget that your FBI came to Japan to investigate the organization is a violation, even if you don't pay me for helping you, you should give me some hush money, right?" Akai Shuichi knew that if he didn't say something, it was very likely that he would not be able to come to Japan again, and he knew the CIA's methods.

There are even some agents who act in extreme ways and do not hesitate to use some shady means. For example, directly imprison them, use the truth teller to get the clues they want, and then directly detain this dirty pot to the organization's body - making them the organization's subordinates, making the FBI think that they just failed in the mission.

Akai Shuichi's brain was racing and he got a suitable answer, he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out one and put it in his mouth but didn't light it: "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's just that we don't have much information either." Although Shuichi Akai doesn't have the upper hand now, he won't give away all the information he knows to the other party.

"Then tell me what you have." Fujiwara Yu just wanted an accurate answer, he didn't expect the FBI to really tell him the complete information, but as long as he bit the slightest clue, he would have a way to follow the vine and find out, so he didn't care that Akai Shuichi would hide something from him.

"We at the FBI are only suspecting that Chrissy Wynard has something to do with the organization, but we don't have conclusive evidence yet." Akai Shu paused and added, "Since you have followed and investigated the FBI, you should also be suspicious of Chrissy." Fujiwara Yu raised his watch to look at the time, making sure that there was still an hour and a half before the plane took off: "I am not obligated to answer your questions...... It's almost time, it's time to get you out of here. ”

"Then I'll have to bother Mr. Detective to take us to the airport."

"Heh, you're welcome."