Less than ten minutes after Fujiwara left, a long-haired Asian man in a black leather jacket appeared outside Herbert's bar, and he hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open, and the smell of detergent was blowing up his face, apparently preparing the bar for an hour to open.

Shuichi Akai put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the bar, noticing the blonde man who looked like the boss who was busy, he paced forward and asked bluntly, "Hello, is Mr. Krell still here?" Yin Sen Hondo looked at the FBI investigator in front of him steadily, wiped the whiskey glass in his hand clean, and then said unhurriedly: "Mr. Krell is gone, are you Mr. Rye Whiskey?" What's an interesting name, is it a big fan of rye? Need to mix you up with a Summerrye? ”

"No, thank you." Akai Shuichi didn't expect Krell to tell the unknown bar owner his code name in the organization, and he couldn't help but look at the blonde boss a few more times, and then asked, "Then does he have anything left for me?" Yoon Sen Hondo raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the locker room, and a smirk similar to Fujiwara's one was piled up on his face: "It's in the locker room, you can do it yourself." ”

"......" Shuichi Akai can basically determine that the bar owner is definitely the same person as Krel, but he can't be sure whether the other party is a CIA agent or a supernumerary member who specializes in providing information and contact locations for Krel.

With his left hand still in his pocket and holding the pistol hidden inside, he had to be 200 percent nervous after the plan to arrest Gin failed - there was a vicious struggle everywhere, and people with the same purpose could do anything to achieve their goals and their own interests, so he had to be wary of other people's territory.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that before I pushed open the door of the locker room, I was directly pulled open by the people inside. After seeing that the person standing inside the door was a young boy, Shuichi Akai quickly recognized the boy's identity.

Isn't that the boy Thomas Schindler was looking for? Why is it here?

"You're Mr. Shuichi Akai, we're looking for your help." Tadahito Kashimura got up from the bench, and after noticing that the other party was left-handed, he deliberately stretched out his left hand to shake hands, behaving very gentlemanly.

Hearing his real name, Shuichi Akai knew that the bar owner just now was here to make fun of him, which was really a bad taste.

Akai Shuiyi raised his eyebrows after reaching out and gently shaking it back, he heard the footsteps coming from behind, so he directly asked sideways: [To tell the truth, I have been chasing more recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with more timbre.

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"Is Krell going to hand these two over to me?"

"Well, Krell wants Mr. Akai that you can give them FBI witness protection." Yin Sen Hondo didn't continue to joke, he said seriously.

Shuichi Akai didn't understand what Krell was doing, it stands to reason that he could have brought people back to the CIA headquarters, so why didn't he do it?

After thinking about it for just a few seconds, I can only come up with a very likely reason - although Krell is a CIA agent, he does not trust the CIA.

Could it be that the CIA and the FBI have organized ghosts? If you think about it this way, you can understand what he did.

Akai Shuichi couldn't help but begin to admire Krell's ability to gather intelligence, he had just finished solving the matter of the FBI ghost, so he called himself here to help, this guy really saw through that he didn't confess all the information about Chrissy Wynyard, so he asked for payment here.

He pulled out his cigarette case and looked at the bar owner and asked, "Don't you mind if I smoke a cigarette?" ”

"Please."

"I can take people away, but you have to change your appearance a little or you'll be recognized." Akai Shuyi struck a match and lit a cigarette, he raised his eyes to look at Hiroki Sawada, and was still surprised that such a young child turned out to be the core figure of Schindler's company.

Hiroki Sawada took out the golden wig that Krell handed him, and he put it on directly and replied with a smile: "I just have this wig, and these freckles on my face were painted by Uncle Herbert!" "Although the means of camouflage are still relatively low-level, but this is enough...... The FBI doesn't have any disfigured talents, so they can only provide wigs and glasses.

Akai Shuichi nodded with a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Well, I need to go through some formalities now, and I will take you away by this time next year, and I will bother the boss to take care of them during this time." ”

"Okay, wait for your good news...... Oh, by the way, Mr. Akai, Krell also asked me to convey a word. Yin Sen Bentang saw the other party turn around before he said slowly: "The email address that sent you the email is the one used by Krel, of course, please don't try to locate it, it will be counter-tracked." "Does that mean you want to work with yourself?

Shuichi Akai didn't linger at the bar after saying he understood, he pushed the door and walked out to the silver-gray Volvo S60 parked across the street, and didn't forget to extinguish the cigarette before pulling the door of the back seat of the car.

"Xiu, what's the matter with that person looking for you?" The woman sitting in the driver's seat has a beautiful short straight blond hair, and her light blue drooping eyes will inexplicably give people a lazy feeling, but it is quite fashionable to wear with that pair of old black-framed glasses, which looks a little weird.

Her name is Judy Stelin, and she is not only an FBI investigator, but also a lover of Shuichi Akai. Shuichi Akai leaned back in the back seat of the car, took out his phone and replied as he edited the email: "It's a pity to provide FBI witness protection, but I didn't see anyone." ”

"Witness protection? Who is he going to protect? Judy Styling was a little surprised, when would the CIA come to ask the FBI to provide witness protection, this is the first time she has encountered such a thing.

"The one in the car." Judy Styling was slightly stunned when she heard this, she sat in the car and turned on the car stereo when she had nothing to do, and what was being broadcast on the radio was the kidnapping that happened in Boston, and the kidnapping object was the genius boy Hiroki Sawada.

How could the CIA have anything to do with Hiroki Sawada, she frowned and thought for a while before concluding, because she had been investigating the relationship between Chrissy Wynyard and that organization, so she knew that Chrissy's trip today was to attend a dinner hosted by Thomas Schindler.

"So he succeeded in stopping the organization from kidnapping Hiroki Sawada?"

"No, the organization probably didn't plan to hijack, it wanted to negotiate a deal with Thomas."

"Then he can be regarded as successfully stopping the organization's plan, but wouldn't it be bad to let A track the system?" Judy Styling voiced her concerns, she sometimes didn't like the CIA's way of doing things, so she was worried that they would do something bad with the DNA tracking system.

After Shuichi Akai felt the vibration of his mobile phone, he looked down, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly after seeing the content of the email: "There's no need to worry about this, let's drive...... This matter has to be done by the former director. ”

"Huh? Mr. Mackenzie? ”

"Well, I'll have to trouble Mr. Blake."