After the Undercover System Glitched, I Switched to Gaining Suspicion Points

【Original BL pre-collection "Psychopathic Boyfriend Turns Out to Be an Evil God" synopsis is open~】

Haba Saiki gained a system after he died. A being calling itself the Undercover...

Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Kudo Yusaku's suspicions were rampant, and Usaku Saiki was well aware of this, but he still asked the question knowingly.

"What's wrong?"

You're asking what's wrong...? Kudo Yusaku was speechless: "I just think you're so skilled."

Usakabe Saiki: "I've finished reading the instructions."

Yusaku Kudo: "..."

So, after reading the instruction manual, do you think you're like a seasoned pilot who can find the right button and operate the plane without even looking up?!

It's fortunate that the passengers and crew couldn't see the cockpit; otherwise, if they knew that Shinryu Sugawa was so confident after only reading the manual, it would definitely cause panic.

Moreover, Yusaku Kudo didn't really believe this claim, always feeling that his confident and nonchalant attitude couldn't possibly be based on the instruction manual.

But it's absurd to say that an orphan had learned to fly a plane before, and Japan doesn't have the facilities for that. After thinking about it, I actually feel that the reason "because he read the instruction manual" makes some sense.

After all, a person's learning ability is invisible and intangible, and the upper limit of a genius is unimaginable. Perhaps he just happened to meet a genius?

Despite Yusaku Kudo's hesitation and Saiki Usaba's ability to anticipate the control tower's instructions, the plane landed safely.

Because the news circulated only among a few people inside the airport, no reporters appeared despite the magnitude of the event, thus fulfilling Usakata Saiki's wish for a low-key vacation.

Police were waiting at the airport early. As soon as the plane landed, they took the criminal away in handcuffs, and the bodies of the captain and co-pilot were also transported out covered with white sheets.

Kudo Yusaku, who had some influence with the American police, stayed behind to explain the situation, while Usui Saiki and the others conveniently followed the other passengers. Although such a big incident had occurred, with two people dead and a bomb planted, it had nothing to do with the passengers. Even if they participated in solving the case and flying the plane, with Kudo Yusaku handling the aftermath, the airport had no reason to stop them, so they were quickly allowed to pass.

Although it was after landing the plane that he set foot on Hawaiian soil, it wasn't until he left the airport that Usakabe Saiki finally felt like he was in a foreign country.

Otherwise, while still in the airport, I always felt like the shadow of Japanese crime had come with the plane. It wasn't until I came out and saw that the driver of the car I had arranged was a foreigner that I finally felt like I was on vacation.

The friends of Jiuchong Shiren were very wealthy and generous to Bo Yezhaiji, who had protected his mother's inheritance. They directly approved a thank-you fee, enough for the three of them to splurge in Hawaii for a month. However, they were only staying for seven or eight days, so even if the taxi fare was a little expensive, it was fine with them.

They weren't stingy with the hotels they booked; they didn't go for the high-end for the sake of being high-end, but they did carefully select hotels with good locations and attentive service. The prices weren't cheap, but they weren't too expensive either. It was the kind of hotel that Kenji Hagiwara and the others could book with their own money, though it would be a little pricey.

Unlike Hanchuan Shenliu, who, despite not earning a high salary, always spends his organization's salary on large expenses. He has never even calculated how much he has saved from his police salary and pays no attention to it.

Strictly speaking, he is actually not short of money.

However, Han Chuan Shenliu's apartment only contained necessities. The dazzling array of items from the organization were mostly obtained from system lucky bags, a small portion was bought randomly when he was annoyed that his bank card was still under Gin's name and he was frantically swiping the card to annoy Gin with the spending notification text messages, and the rest were bought specifically because he liked them.

So despite the fact that Usuiba Saiki's house is filled with more and more stuff, with all sorts of different styles piled up in a mess, which makes Miyano Akemi, who often goes to clean, increasingly confused about his aesthetic sense, Usuiba Saiki himself doesn't spend much money and is very easy to take care of. His biggest expense is his appetite.

Because of the time difference, it was still daytime in Hawaii, but after a six-hour flight, Kenji Hagiwara dealt with a murder case and Jinpei Matsuda defused a bomb. Both of them looked quite tired.

On the contrary, Bo Yezhaiji, relying on the enhanced physique he had exchanged, was still the most energetic of the three after a four-hour flight—moreover, he slept for several hours without a care in the world.

It could be said that he was the one who got the best rest on the entire plane, as the passengers were all more or less affected by the bombing and found it difficult to relax properly.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda seemed to need to adjust to the time difference. They quickly ordered some bread at the hotel restaurant to tide them over before going back to their rooms to sleep.

They slept straight through until evening. When they woke up, they were refreshed and had long since digested the bread from yesterday. They were all starving and didn't care about trying any famous restaurants in Hawaii. They continued to order food at the hotel restaurant to get rid of their hunger first.

"The rain has stopped." Matsuda Jinpei looked out the window. "I thought it was going to rain for the next few days."

Before coming, Usoya Saiki did his research: "It doesn't rain much in the northwest, but it's hard to say on the other side right now; it might still be raining."

Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but say, "The weather's nice, I hope our luck is good too. It's already late, let's hope no more cases happen today..."

This is absolutely outrageous!

When Xiao Shenliu was in police academy, he would only encounter one case every one or two weeks. After graduating from police academy, he interned in the Mobile Investigation Unit and would only go to the crime scene on his own after being notified. He couldn't see anything very interesting. But yesterday, he encountered two murder cases in one go. The probability of this is too exaggerated!

Matsuda Jinpei echoed this sentiment: "I've never seen anyone with more cases happening around Kankawa than he has."

If someone who doesn't know the situation just looks at Han Chuan Shenliu's information and finds that cases happen around him all the time and people die from time to time, they would probably either think of him as the Grim Reaper or suspect that he is secretly connected with those cases from time to time!

"That's just your ignorance." Bo Yezaki refused to admit that the blame was on these two people; it was clearly their fault. "You two have had your share of incidents before, haven't you?"

"That's ridiculous! Two murders in one day, with a bombing case hidden inside!"

Matsuda Jinpei's voice wasn't loud, but because the restaurant wasn't crowded at this time, the waiter serving food to the next table still heard the key words and couldn't help but turn his head to look at them.

The waiter had an Asian appearance and could understand Japanese, so he was probably Japanese. He seemed a little flustered for some reason and hurriedly left with an empty tray.

Kenji Hagiwara noticed the subtle nuances in the other person's body language, but the distance couldn't stop him, and the jet lag made him a little lazy, so he simply sat there calmly and said, "I have a bad feeling."

“What a coincidence, I have one too.” Matsuda Jinpei said expressionlessly, “Want to make a bet? Someone will come over in a minute, point at Hankawa and say he’s going to plant a bomb.”

Usakabe Saiki felt utterly innocent: "You were the one who said it was a bomb..."

Does Matsuda Jinpei think he's any better?! With those sunglasses on, he doesn't even look like a good person!

"Don't let this lousy thing ruin my perfectly good holiday." Bo Yezaki stood up, deciding to take the initiative: "I'm going back to my room."

As long as no one else is around, the "halo of secrecy" won't affect the person the waiter is looking for, and what the waiter says won't be taken seriously.

Kenji Hagiwara, used to this, said, "Go ahead, we'll help you explain if you have any questions."

Usakabe Saiki stuffed a few more mouthfuls into his mouth before hurriedly leaving the restaurant.

Sure enough, before they finished their meal, the waiter arrived nearby with someone. He didn't approach them directly, but instead gestured for them to look at their table while explaining something.

Coincidentally, the waiter called two people, one of whom turned out to be an acquaintance of everyone's—Yusaku Kudo.

After listening to the waiter's words, Kudo Yusaku smiled and nodded to Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei, then said to the waiter, "I know who you're talking about, but you've misunderstood. I know everyone at that table. They're Japanese police officers. They're probably talking about the bombing incident on the plane today, which has nothing to do with yours."

The Japanese waiter seemed to be somewhat shocked by what he saw in his homeland.

He's only been away from Japan for a few years, and now the Japanese police are acting like this?!

The supervisor wiped his sweat from his brow: "So you're an acquaintance of Mr. Kudo. I'm so sorry to have troubled you to make this trip; it's not really helpful to the case..."

"That's not quite right. The guy with the slightly curly hair is a bomb disposal expert. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask for his opinion."

The manager had complete faith in Yusaku Kudo and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, of course, but damn it, our bomb disposal expert is still on vacation..."

Yusaku Kudo went to the table where Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda were sitting and explained the situation.

"Another hotel near this hotel owner's place has been bombed. The bomb expert from Hawaii is on vacation and is on his way back, but it will take some time. If you would like, could you please take a look? It's a very strange bomb."

Matsuda Jinpei became interested: "A very strange bomb? How strange?"

Yusaku Kudo pulled out a piece of paper: "This is a ransom note. To intimidate you, it explains part of the bomb's structure..."

Matsuda Jinpei took the extortion letter, which was entirely in English. Although he could understand it, he was reading it rather slowly.

Fortunately, Yusaku Kudo was there to help translate: "The first part is the extortion details and the method of payment. From here on, it's about the bomb's construction. He said the outer shell is made of iron, insulating glue, and aluminum, so it can't be forcibly removed. There's a pressure trigger mechanism at the screws, and there's also a balancer inside. Once it's moved..."

As Yusaku Kudo translated, the expressions on Jinpei Matsuda's and Kenji Hagiwara's faces grew increasingly strange.

With Kudo Yusaku's keen observation skills, he couldn't possibly overlook their strange behavior, so he hesitated and stopped translating, asking, "Is there a problem?"

Matsuda Jinpei said expressionlessly, "Yes, and it's a big problem... Anyway, take me to see it first."

Yusaku Kudo was puzzled but couldn't figure out what the problem was. Full of doubts, he led the people to the hotel where the accident had occurred.

A massive bomb, the kind that's hard to believe was brought in, was placed in the empty manager's office on the first floor.

It is said that early this morning, an employee found a note on the door of this room that said there was a bomb inside. When they opened the door, they found the bomb and a ransom note. When the police arrived, they said they had to wait for the FBI bomb expert. Kudo Yusaku, who had just finished dealing with the airport incident and was still jet-lagged, arrived at the hotel and was recognized by his boss, who asked him to work with the police to find out who wrote the ransom note and try to solve the problem at its source.

It's impossible for a ransom note to include a design of the bomb, so they didn't accept reality until they saw the bomb in person.

Kenji Hagiwara covered his face in anguish: "I was worried this would happen from the very beginning..."

Matsuda Jinpei was also shocked: "This thing is so big, and someone was assembling it on site, didn't any of you notice? And you actually managed to make it work?"

Yusaku Kudo sensed something was off about the tone of their voices and couldn't help but ask, "You know about this bomb?"

Matsuda Jinpei still wanted to use that excuse: "Our explosives disposal team obtained similar design drawings from our American counterparts..."

Yusaku Kudo: "The FBI bomb expert said that if what the ransom note said is true, then the person who designed it is a genius. He has never seen such a bomb before, and if he had, he would have been famous long ago."

Although the FBI bomb experts haven't arrived yet and can't work on-site, they can still conduct remote analysis via the ransom note. So, the police in Hawaii are being very cautious and dare not take any rash actions.

"well."

Now that things have come to this, there's no way to hide it anymore. Fortunately, we're abroad, so it won't have much of an impact.

Kenji Hagiwara sighed, finding it difficult to speak: "To be honest, actually... this bomb..."

"Huh? What happened to the bomb?"

"...It was designed by Deep Current."

Yusaku Kudo: "…………Huh???"