Chapter 162: Stand-in? Let the black-faced boy wear Hagiwara-kun’s clothes…

"...I think it might suit you and Scotland. What do you think? Bourbon?"

When saying this, Chaomu had half evil intentions and half true feelings.

Her malicious intention was naturally to scare the two undercover agents, to deceive them and make them think that she knew their identities - although she did know that they were undercover, she did not intend to let them know that she knew... In short, she just wanted to scare them in the nesting dolls, and then she would take back her words later and pretend that she had just mentioned it casually.

The sentiment was genuine—she truly thought both Blackface and Midorikawa Kei looked great in uniform. Even before she knew Midorikawa was undercover, she'd already noticed a subtle sensuality, a certain righteousness, about him. His proportions were also striking, and the Tactical Squad uniform itself was inherently waist-hugging, which probably only accentuated his well-toned waist and hips.

And the little black face...

Chaomu's eyes darted around, turning wickedly towards the blond youth beside him, whose pupils were trembling and whose expression was nearly lost. Before he could regain his composure, he added slowly and in a drawn-out tone, "But if it were Bourbon, you'd probably look more like a corrupt cop in a police uniform, right?"

The first time she went to a male escort club, she actually saw him playing role-playing in an FBI uniform. He didn't look like a serious policeman at all... Although if you think about it carefully, the real FBI worker Akai Mimi doesn't look too serious either, but the unseriousness of the little black-faced man in the FBI uniform is still doubled.

Despite his best efforts to suppress it, the blond youth's expression froze for a moment. He quickly recovered, offering a slightly frivolous smile. "Then you underestimate me. If I were tasked with infiltrating the Metropolitan Police Department to gather intelligence, I wouldn't leave any holes that would allow anyone to see through me."

Although his reaction was extremely fast, this subtle change couldn't be hidden from the intelligence player who was focusing all his attention on him. The other player's expression was a little amused, and Chaomu's smile suddenly became even more arrogant.

"That's impressive, you're quite the actor." She complimented him, patting his shoulder encouragingly. "Bourbon, you really are the perfect double agent, capable of slipping between two sides without getting caught. You'll definitely do well on this kind of mission—"

It was quite rare to receive praise from the eldest lady, and Fūya Ling should have been happy that she had changed her opinion of him, but now his forehead was throbbing with pain because of the "praise", and he always felt that her praise had some hidden meaning.

Her sudden appearance today during his private conversation with Jingguang had already left him feeling like a thorn in his side, and now hearing her half-truths, it was even harder not to overthink... Did she know something...? Were his and Jingguang's identities... unsafe in her presence?

"...You're too kind..." Even though his mind was full of thoughts, the blond young man could only maintain his humility in front of her and smiled as if nothing had happened. "I'm actually a little flattered by your praise."

"Don't be flattered, you totally deserve it."

This is definitely the episode in which Chaomu respects and praises Xiao Hei Lian the most, and his praise is sincere and not at all aggrieved.

After praising Little Black Face, she also kindly praised her former godfather: "Scotland is different from Bourbon—you seem like the kind of good police officer who quietly protects the citizens and makes them feel safe. If you were to do the kind of mission Bourbon just mentioned, you might be a natural... Have you ever considered changing careers? I think you're quite talented, too."

Zhu Fujingguang: “…………”

Telling a member of the Black Organization, "You'd be a good candidate for a career change as a police officer"...was that a serious compliment...? Did she know something...

The sense of crisis made his voice get stuck in his throat, and after ten seconds or so, he managed to utter: "Following the rules and socializing are too troublesome. I prefer a job where I can get a high salary by just killing a few people."

When saying such dangerous words, there was no extra expression on the face of the cat-eyed young man, and there was a bit of nonchalant cruelty in his ending tone, as if he was stating a very common fact.

At the same time, his knuckles unconsciously rubbed the outline of the holster on his waist. The cold touch of the metal and the smell of gunpowder from the explosion site made him regain some of his disguise as "Scotland".

In the organization, Scotland is portrayed as taciturn and cold. Although he doesn't look as crazy as others on weekdays, he is cold and cruel in his bones.

"Should I say it's Scotland, worthy of it? That's a terrifying statement." Bourbon seemed to laugh at his words. He leaned close to Chaomu's ear and raised the last word in his voice, "Now you should know who he is, right? Don't pay too much attention to this dangerous person. Compared to others, I am indeed more..."

They sang the same tune, and both of their identities seemed flawless - at least on the surface.

Chaomu snorted and laughed, without saying whether he believed it or not. He just asked, "Are you telling me Scotland is dangerous?"

Look into the eyes of this mafia lady and say it again, who is more dangerous?

Fūya Ling was choked by her: "…………"

Although he wanted to reply immediately, "Of course you're dangerous," how could he respond? Would calling her dangerous be considered a compliment? God only knew if the moody young lady would get angry at this answer...

During this conversation, the three of them had been standing in the front row behind the cordon. Hagiwara Kenji had just taken a break from his busy work when he looked up to see the three of them, each with a different expression, still standing there in a stalemate.

It's really strange.

He couldn't help but think.

Kofuruya and Komorobushi are clearly on an undercover mission... Is that beautiful lady their target? It looks like they're acting as temporary bodyguards... Did they upset her?

Although he should have received training after graduation, when he was in the police academy, Kofuku was as straight as Matsuda. Can he really be coaxed into doing good? Ko Asamura really disliked him.

Thinking of the girl who was staying in his house and was able to go out and come back with him these days, the originally serious police officer with semi-long hair lowered the brim of his hat and revealed a little smile under the hat.

If I get off work early today, what should I ask her out for dinner?

He was distracted for only a moment before returning to his work. But thanks to his uniform and face, the crowd couldn't help but stare at him and whisper.

"This officer seems quite capable... I heard from other officers that he's the ace of the explosive ordnance disposal squad."

"So handsome...ah no, so young and still so outstanding?"

That must be excellent! Hagiwara-kun is an important NPC—a good friend of the player!

Chaomu clapped his hands in his heart and agreed loudly, and his attention shifted from the two undercover agents beside him to the police officer at work.

Anyway, Hagiwara-kun is really hot, that line when he bends over... and the way he frowns...

Her eyes were glued to him again. On the one hand, Furiya Ling felt uneasy about his classmate being targeted by a dangerous person, but on the other hand, he always felt instinctively...uncomfortable.

"You seem to really like... that type." He protected the girl with one hand to prevent others from crowding over, and asked softly in her ear, "Do you need me to 'invite' her back so you can admire her up close? Or... if you like, I can also prepare a set of clothes."

Of course, these two options were impossible. He just mentioned it tentatively to see her reaction: "If you want to see, as you just praised, Scotland and I can pretend..."

But then again, a police officer who went undercover in the Black Organization pretended to be a police officer just to trick the young lady into playing uniform play... It's a radical deception, but it's also easy to get into trouble...

Dangerous thoughts raced through Bourbon's mind, but his expression remained the same, like a concubine whispering in someone's ear: "My acting skills should be able to cover up all the shortcomings you dislike about me. I can change anything you like."

What is this, a ever-changing little black face?

His breath tickled her ears, and the image of Hagiwara Kenji in his police uniform, handcuffed to a chair, his clothes disheveled, flashed through her mind. For a moment, she was tempted: If she told him directly that she wanted to see this, he might agree. After all, Hagiwara-kun had never refused her requests before.

However, she decisively rejected the role-playing plan proposed by Blackface: Hagiwara-kun is still here, how could she find a replacement? Besides, the two of them are quite different in appearance and personality type, how could they be replaced? Let Blackface wear Hagiwara-kun's clothes...

…After rejecting her, she felt a little tempted again. After all, although this job was outrageous, it seemed that the show effect was quite strong…

The young lady's fingertips unconsciously rubbed her lower lip, her gaze drifting over the blond's shoulder and back to the figure within the cordon. Hagiwara Kenji was carefully placing evidence into a transparent bag. As he turned his wrist, the tendons beneath his uniform rippled slightly with the movement.

He turned back to talk to his colleagues, his expression serious again. With Chaomu's keen hearing, he could overhear a little bit. He was probably asking about the situation at Matsuda's side. It looked like the Hundred Demons Society had pulled off a big fuss this time, and the two of them should have split up and led their respective teams.

"Huh? Is the bomb over there with Xiao Zhenping no longer a big problem?" Upon hearing the good news, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, encouraging his teammates who still looked a little nervous, "Then we must work even harder. We can't lose to him - no way? How could we possibly lose? Even if it's just for the prize money..."

"Let's go to where the next bomb is."

The latter part of the sentence was lowered in tone, with a hint of the sly smile of youth. Chao Mu could see that when he said this, his eyes were filled with fresh confidence.

Sometimes she felt that Kenji Hagiwara was actually always shining, although it might not be as dazzling as the little sun, but at least he was like a moon.

Even when facing the dark clouds of Charm D, the moon will still shine on her, just like Hagiwara-kun and Midorikawa in the past... Although she likes skipping and focuses more on strength, it is also a pleasure to make friends and have a smoother start in this overly realistic game.

Just by looking at him, Chaomu felt that the corners of his mouth seemed to rise slightly.

She glanced at her special title of "Extraneous Member of the Virginity Explosion Team" and felt that she should not need to compete with Hagiwara and Matsuda for work - anyway, she had almost received all the rewards related to □□. The experience points awarded by special events were average. When Hagiwara got the prize money and treated her to a meal, it would be equivalent to her receiving the reward... The player still wins!

As for today's plans, I'd better fight Scotland first and get the rewards first. And by the way, I'll see if I can entertain the little black face...

"Your gaze has wandered again." Thinking of the little black-faced man, his voice lingered close to his ear like a vine, with a hint of barely perceptible gnashing of teeth, "Is that officer really that good-looking?"

"That's very handsome," Chaomu replied smoothly. "Personally, I think Hagi... this officer is definitely the most handsome one even among all the handsome men in uniform. They're a perfect match."

Her compliment came so casually, and the sound of "hagi" that had already been pronounced, only made Furuya Rei feel even more gloomy. She even knew Hagiwara's name. Had this young lady deliberately investigated him before? If she found out about Hagiwara's police academy days, maybe even his and Hiro's identities...

Is it true that Hagiwara is just too good at attracting attention? That suspicious brat is also like that, and so is this Vongola lady. They all look at him differently... but both of them are very dangerous! Why can't that guy restrain himself a little...

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He exchanged a glance with You Xunran, and they both saw seriousness in each other's eyes: this young lady might know more information than they imagined, and they couldn't let her leave like this; but if they confronted the Vongola for this, it would undoubtedly be like walking a tightrope on a cliff.

Matsuda and Hagiwara were responsible for the bombing, so they just had to trust each other. The most important question for them now was... how to deal with this young lady? Should they try to negotiate with her?

After only a brief consideration, Furuya Rei decisively decided on the most important strategy: stall for time and prevent her from leaving their side. No matter what, they needed to keep her here for a while, testing her stance and testing her knowledge.

He needed to keep her by his side no matter what means he used.

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The author has something to say: My condition has improved and I will continue writing. I should be able to resume normal daily updates next month!

Don't worry about the ending, I can tell you it's definitely a happy ending (I want to make dumplings, I want to make dumplings)