After finishing the meeting with his contact who was also an undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Bureau at the convenience store, Morofushi Kagemitsu walked out with his shopping bags and headed along the road towards the nearby station.

Little did he know that he hadn't walked far when he noticed two police cars parked across the street. He didn't think much about it at first, but when he saw the person running out of the familiar white Mazda RX-7, Tong Kong suddenly shrank back.

Zero? Why is Zero here? Did something happen?

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who is affiliated with the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, is naturally different from Furuya Rei, who is affiliated with the Security Planning Division of the Security Bureau of the National Police Agency. Although they are both public security police, they do not share information, and even their immediate superiors are different.

Just like when he had just joined the organization two years ago, when he and Rei Furuya first met in the organization, there was surprise in each other's eyes. It was obvious that they did not expect the other to appear in the organization, so for a long time the two pretended not to know each other.

This situation continued until the second half of last year, and was not alleviated until the organization arranged for them to travel together.

So Zero's appearance here is a task assigned by the National Police Agency?

Zhu Fujingguang hesitated for a moment. After much deliberation, he decided not to rush forward to investigate. Instead, he hid to the side and quietly observed the dynamics of the apartment building. If something serious happened, it wouldn't be too late to go and help.

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The third floor of the apartment building at this moment.

After hearing noises coming from the next room, Furuya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei quietly approached the door. Perhaps due to the room's good soundproofing or the criminals' excessive concentration, Matsuda easily pried open the door lock, revealing a massive metal instrument.

The left half of the instrument is filled with pink liquid, while the right half is sky blue. Red and blue wires are connected around the instrument. It doesn't look like an ordinary device at all... Could it be a new type of liquid bomb?

"Don't move, put your hands up!"

Fūya Rei aimed his gun at the gangster wearing a black hoodie whose age and gender could not be determined. As a public security policeman, he naturally could not shoot at will, and he was not sure whether he could shoot in such an environment. It would be terrible if it caused an explosion.

The gangster in a black hoodie turned around calmly. His face was covered by a bird-like mask. He did not raise his hands obediently, but just looked quietly at the two uninvited guests in front of him.

No response? Could this person also be Russian and not understand Japanese?

Just as Furuya Rei was about to repeat it in Russian, the man turned around and broke through the window to escape. He didn't rush to chase him, but looked at Matsuda Jinpei and asked:

"Matsuda, can you take this thing down?"

"Tsk, how could I not be able to take it apart?" Matsuda Jinpei confidently squatted down and took out the bomb disposal pliers from his pocket. He turned his head to look at Furuya Rei and said, "Leave this thing to me, and that thing is up to you, blond bastard."

It's really a long-lost name. Fūya Ling nodded and chased in the direction the masked gangster fled. Unexpectedly, the gangster seemed to realize that he would chase him. He was standing on the fourth floor of the opposite apartment building, using the terrain advantage to aim a pistol at him.

Oops!

Rei Furutani realized that something was wrong, but something unexpected still happened. Gunshots were heard from downstairs of his building, and the target was not himself but the masked gangster in the opposite building.

Bang! Bang!

Two consecutive bullets hit the wall and did not hit the masked gangster, but this shot also caused the masked gangster's shooting trajectory to deviate. The gunshot made his hand tremble slightly when he shot, and the bullet hit the concrete floor.

It's an opportunity!

Although he didn't know who the person downstairs was, judging from the fact that his target was the masked gangster, he would at least not attack him.

Fūya Rei seized the opportunity and ran towards the stairs. If he wanted to run to the other side, he could only run over from the roof. He climbed to the roof and ran forward with all his strength. The distance across the two buildings was inevitably a bit difficult, but his good physical fitness allowed him to hold on to the eaves steadily, use the strength of his abdomen to flip upwards, and successfully reached the next building.

White, who witnessed all this from the second floor, lowered his baseball cap and reported quietly into the headset:

"Mr. Claire, a blond, dark-skinned man has appeared. Do you need to deal with him?"

"No need, prepare to retreat, someone is coming."

"Huh? Are you just leaving like that?"

Hiding in the shadows, Fujiwara Yuu watched two of his old acquaintances rush into the apartment building. Another old acquaintance, unable to contain himself, followed suit. Helplessly, he put his hand to his forehead and said in a low voice:

"If you want to be arrested by the Japanese police, just stay there."

"What? I, I'll retreat immediately!

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Fujiwara Yu took off his headset and put it in his pocket. He looked solemnly towards the area of ​​the apartment building where gunshots were heard again. It would be a lie to say that he was not worried. The people who ran into this building now... were all his close friends from the same period.

Who is the masked man White mentioned? What happened inside?

He scowled at himself in the wide-angle mirror on the road. His hair was a completely different color than before. If he appeared before them now, it would disrupt the path they had worked so hard to build. Now wasn't the right time for a reunion.

"Mr. Krell!"

"Get in the car."

White took out the car keys and got into the driver's seat. He didn't spend much time with his boss Clare, but he was still keenly aware that his boss was not in a good mood. Could it be because the Japanese police intervened in this matter?

He recalled the scene he saw during the retreat and deliberately lowered his voice:

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