"Hirota criminal police, please help me bring a lunch, don't want pork chop rice!"

Mochizuki waved his hand to the table opposite, and said weakly, Zhu Fu didn't know what she was doing lately, not only did she not have dinner landed, but no one cared about lunch.

"Police Department, Hirota Criminal Police has been on leave for a week!"

Chiba and Sentry took out two boxes of cup noodles from the drawer, walked quickly to the water heater, and soaked the two of them skillfully.

Officer Shiratori is in Cao Ying's heart is in Han, and this point is usually searching for a department, and there are only two people in their department now, and they don't plan to go down to eat, so they can only deal with it like this.

There was a smell of green onions wafting from the office, Mochizuki opened the lid of the cup noodles and took a sip of soup, the soup version of the scallion oil noodles was her first time eating, not to mention that the taste was really good.

"Chiba, I didn't expect your taste to be quite good!"

Mochizuki threw a tea egg at the person who was immersed in cooking opposite, which she described as an egg boiled by Chef Zhufu, which was her royal breakfast these days, and she was reluctant to give it to ordinary people.

"It's over, the police department, this was actually sent to me by that netizen, but I also think it's pretty good."

Chiba scratched his head, his face was honest, but Mochizuki was angry and wanted to return his eggs, Michi, this fuck off, an office can be one over the other, and talk about being a lifelong best friend.

"Having said that, it seems that the Guangtian criminal police have often taken leave this month, and I don't know if something happened to the family, and if it continues like this, her salary will be deducted."

Chiba didn't know that he had inadvertently punctured a plastic girlfriend relationship, and said while chasing it.

Mochizuki pouted, what could happen, it couldn't be his boyfriend who rebelled against the water and betrayed the organization, and took a vicious bite of the tea egg, feeling that the cup noodles in front of him were suddenly not fragrant.

In the abandoned building, Akai Shuichi, who was nagged by Mochizuki, stood in the underground parking lot with a big grin, his left hand in his trouser pocket, and his right hand knocked on his leg without a match, and the usually inseparable sniper rifle was not on his back, and he could only vaguely see the traces of the pistol from his waist.

Wearing an unchanged knitted hat on his head, his hair flowing smoothly behind him, and his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, as if this was not an empty parking lot, but his own back garden.

A cozy atmosphere flowed all around, and Shuichi Akai thought about the success or failure of this mission in his heart.

The surroundings have been surrounded by FBI agents, and the sniper point is also guarded, so it looks like it should be foolproof.

Shuichi Akai opened his eyes, and his green pupils were full of imperativeness.

Rum! The second-in-command of this organization is the goal of this mission.

As the organization's influence in Japan continues to surface, the status of gin, a Japanese speaker, is getting lower and lower.

On the surface, he seems to command most of the cadres of the organization, and it seems that he is powerful, but in fact, he has no use for fart, and the secret of the organization, which can only kill people, does not know at all.

Akai Shuichi sighed, he can understand that Gin is a high-level thug of the organization, and it hurts even more to bite others and bite himself.

This kind of person should continue to stay in the organization!

If you want to pry the organization, you have to catch those who know the secret, such as the target this time.

Rum must have gotten more out of him.

Akai Shuichi suppressed the eagerness in his heart and silently waited for the time to come.

This time the information was able to catch Rum, which can be said to be a blessing for that person, but on the other hand, the results of the FBI's operation this time must also be shared with the other party.

But it's not a big deal, and as a British-born person who grew up in Japan and moved to the United States to join the FBI, he has always taken these interests less seriously.

For him, what matters is his father's whereabouts, the truth, and the eventual collapse of the organization.

"Da, da!"

The sound of footsteps came from the empty passageway, step by step, not in a hurry, just right.

I saw a homeless man dragging a big snakeskin bag to the corner, and without looking at the suspicious man standing inside, he lay straight on the ground, and after a while he made a slight snoring sound.

Akai Shuichi didn't stop him, but turned around, facing the homeless man, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and lit them silently.

Time passed little by little, two lights shone in from the entrance, and it seemed that a car was about to drive in, and the atmosphere of the underground parking lot suddenly became delicate.

"Sir, there is going to be an incident here, please leave here immediately."

The burly man in a brown suit suddenly came out of the corner, looked at the homeless man lying motionless on the ground, and said with a headache.

The target's car has already appeared nearby, and there will be a shootout here later, and innocent people will be implicated if they stay here.

"Yes, sir, you are so kind!"

The snoring homeless man suddenly opened his eyelids, his tone was full of banter and ill intentions, and his left hand, which was originally in his arms, began to move.

"Hmph, what should I do? You've been fooled! ”

Cruel words came out of the homeless man's mouth, and the pistol, which had been preparing for fire, burst into flames and aimed at the head of the man in the brown suit.

"Bang, ding!"

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously, and the bullet that had been fired at the man in the suit was blocked by another bullet floating in the air, and it hit the wall with a crisp sound.

"How so?"

Andre Carmel froze in place, looking at the homeless man who suddenly changed his appearance, and his mind went blank.

This person turned out to be sent by the other party, so what about Mr. Akai's plan?

Andre Carmel unconsciously looked behind him, Akai Shu threw away the cigarette in his mouth early in the morning, and the pistol was aimed at the homeless man, but he didn't dare to shoot because of the safety of his companions.

"Retreat, Kamel, we've been exposed."

Akai's voice, as always, was not affected in the slightest by the failure of the mission.

"Mr. Akai!"

Kamel opened his mouth, and with hindsight, he pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the homeless man opposite.

Targeted by three people at the same time, the homeless man was not afraid, but leisurely opened the snakeskin bag on his body, and his movements were as if it was his beloved treasure inside.

"Mercury bombs?"

Kamal watched the red-glowing bombs on the ground retreat one after another, and the slightest collision of this thing would have ended no one in the room.

"It seems that the so-called information is all parallel goods, which caused my old man to come all the way, but I still have a surprise for you."

The bum, no, it should be said that Rum suddenly chuckled under his breath.

With messy makeup on his face and a messy wig, even at the point of winning like this, this person doesn't leave a flaw for others.

Shuichi Akai squinted his eyes, this time he really didn't get anything!

"Scotland should be here too, tell you which friend, I have a surprise for her soon, so that she can look forward to it!"

Rum smiled, and didn't seem to see Shuichi Akai's finger on the trigger, instead shouting towards the empty top.

"Ah, by the way, which of your girlfriends, have you been in touch lately?"

Rum Shiran walked up to a car and walked away in front of several people.

Thanks to the dog jumping off the wall rabbit and tarnished for the monthly pass, thank you!