Chapter 45 REBIRTH: 23D
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No worker likes to work overtime, except when working overtime with someone they like.
That's not called overtime, that's called dating in an unconventional place.
Anyway, for him now, having dinner with Mr. Furuya and working overtime with Mr. Furuya are the same. As long as he is with Furuya Zero, there is no difference.
Yushan Chaodeng held the top of the cake box with both hands, where a decorative bow was tied with a blue and white ribbon.
The end of the ribbon was rolled into a beautiful arc and wrapped around Miyama Asato's little finger. He raised his face and looked at Furuya Rei very seriously: "No, it's okay."
Then she suddenly became reserved again: "… Mainly because I like the overtime pay that Mr. Fūya gives me."
"Overtime pay?" Fūya Rei realized that he was talking about the cookies he had just received. He leaned over and put his arm over the gap in the car window, narrowed his eyes and asked, "If I bring them to you every day, are you willing to accompany me every day?"
He was very scheming and replaced overtime with companionship, trying to get what he wanted to hear from the other person.
"I promised before." Yushan stretched out his fingers to hook the sleeve of Furuya Rei that was hanging on the car window, and said very seriously, "I will accompany you until you don't need me anymore."
Furiya Rei's breathing stagnated. He lowered his eyes and looked at his adjutant's face. His pupils were like a golden lake reflected by the setting sun, spreading out waves of ripples.
The atmosphere at this moment was perfect for kissing, and he could easily touch her by just lowering his head slightly.
Even if he really did that, the owner of those eyes would definitely not refuse... Furuya Rei could confirm this from those eyes.
He smiled, bent his fingers and gently touched Yushan Chaodeng's cheek with his knuckles, and returned to his usual serious tone: "Let's do business first."
Miyama Chaodeng, who had been doing his work, raised his hand to cover the place that was touched: "Huh?"
Are you not going to do your job after this?
The real business is work, what is the non-real business?
…
Asato Miyama parked the car nearby. Poirot Café was downstairs from the Mori Detective Agency, so it should be very safe near the protagonist, so Asato Miyama left the car there with confidence.
Before getting into Furuya Rei's car, Asato Miyama, who had experience before, walked around the car first. After making sure that there was no equipment left by the little detective on the body or inside the car that would be very useful even twenty years later, and that the little detective himself was not in the trunk, he got into the car with peace of mind.
Furiya Rei didn't say anything about his unnecessary behavior, but it was Miyama Chao Deng who took the initiative to talk to him: "Edogawa Conan was there yesterday, and he got into my trunk and went there together."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Fūya was very calm: "It's something he can do."
Miyama Chao Deng knew that his boss had also dealt with the protagonist, and that the bombs buried around the temple yesterday were also defused by Conan, so he couldn't help but say: "Although that kid always calls himself a detective, it seems that he is also suitable to be a policeman."
"He's still young, and it's uncertain what will happen in the future." Furuya Rei said, and then thought for a few seconds, "But Hiro and I both wanted to be police officers when we were very young. What about you?"
"Um?"
"As for Chao Deng, when did you want to be a police officer?"
After hearing what his boss said, Miyama Asato started to think. ()
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He wasn't lying. Maybe he realized that he had been planning to become a policeman since he was a child.
But he couldn't remember why he had such a deep obsession with becoming a policeman. It might be related to his vague past life.
In his previous life, he was not in good health and had spent all his time in bed as far as he could remember. Therefore, he had no impression of many things, including his previous name and appearance. He also had no memory of whether he had any friends or who his family was.
On the contrary, he remembered some unimportant things very clearly, such as Gin and Conan.
However, he did not think that this matter was so bad. Although he felt a little regretful, he had fewer troubles if he could not remember it.
So wanting to be a policeman must have been a wish from my previous life, right?
Although he did not have much experience in his previous life, at least his thinking was more mature than other children of the same age. Since he was a child, Miyama Chaodeng decided that his goal when he grew up was to become a policeman.
To enter the Metropolitan Police Department, one must pass the law school of the University of Tokyo. That place is exclusive, and it is difficult for graduates from other schools to make a name for themselves there. So since elementary school, Miyama Asato has been studying the test questions of the University of Tokyo.
However, because he thought too little of himself, he never told anyone about his wish. Even in elementary school, he wrote about wanting to be someone like his father (guardian) in the future... something cute.
But in fact, although the guardian has a dignified and handsome face with a classical style, most of the time he uses that face to make exaggerated expressions and says to him who is still in elementary school, "I really want to eat Sukiyaki tonight, Asako-kun, can I put crab in it?"
Even though the other party had taken care of him for eighteen years, Yushan Chaodeng could not call him "Dad".
Writing this way in the composition is just a stopgap measure for convenience and to prevent excessive questioning from the teacher.
By the way, he doesn't really want to be an adult like a guardian.
He originally planned to proceed step by step, but after junior high school, his only friend Tsuna suddenly became busy and often disappeared. Miyama Chaodeng became very lonely and could only turn his attention to his studies. When his friend went to Italy, he found a way to apply for university in advance.
Then everything went very smoothly. I signed up for the civil service exam in my last semester of college, passed it successfully, entered the police academy, and was specially recruited into the police department.
In the eyes of many people, including his childhood friends and guardians, he decided to become a police officer just on a whim, but in fact he had been secretly planning it for many years.
Yushan Chaodeng frowned and tried hard to recall the things in his past life that he could no longer remember: "It seems that I made a promise with someone."
In his vague memory, there was a person standing in front of him. He couldn't see his face clearly because of the backlight, but he could feel his smile. The afternoon sun shone on that person, and his golden hair was more dazzling than the sun.
Yu Shan subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab something, but was pressed down on the gear lever by his boss, who said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Most of the things that will be forgotten are
() is a matter of indifference. ”
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In fact, he felt that this matter might be quite important. After all, he had never thought of doing anything else except being a policeman, which showed how high the status of that person was in his heart.
"Mr. Fūya..." Miyama Asato didn't finish his words when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and took a look, then said to his boss, "It's Matsuda-senpai."
Fūya Rei nodded slightly, and he picked up the phone and started talking directly: "Matsuda-senpai."
[Hagi called me just now and said that they seem to have found traces of the criminals in Yokohama. Do you want to go?] Matsuda Jinpei's voice came from the phone. This was their first phone call. It sounded a little different from when they met in person, and seemed a little more unfamiliar.
"We are going to Yokohama too." The one who answered him was Furuya Rei next to him.
[Oh...] Hearing Furuya Rei's voice, Matsuda Jinpei was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and said neatly, [See you at the port.]
Yokohama is pronounced 'yokohama', and he left out only the last word, a very Jinpei Matsuda-style omission.
Miyama turned off the busy tone on his cell phone and looked at Furuya Rei: "Are you going to Yokohama?"
He didn't know where to go yet, but just followed Fūya Reiichi as he told him to. The journey was long, so he didn't ask this question right away.
"I found out today that the last location where Rum sent the letter was Yokohama." Furuya Rei took out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Miyama Asato, then motioned for him to get the computer on the back seat.
Miyama Chaodeng leaned back and took Furugaya Rei's computer, turned it on skillfully and entered a long and complicated password that could be entered incorrectly even if one typed it in from the password table.
He followed Furuya Rei's instructions and started reading the contents. Furuya Rei stopped talking but his eyes drifted away from time to time.
The adjutant's serious look when he was working was very attractive, especially the skillful way he used his computer, which made Furutani Rei feel that they were very close.
Although this was just a rule they had established since they first met in order to establish a trusting relationship, just like exchanging house keys.
The nature of Furuya Rei's job is too special, and Miyama Asato's power is too great, so there must be absolute trust between them and nothing can be hidden. He even told Miyama Asato that even if he wanted to have a girlfriend, he had to get his permission.
But now, perhaps my mood has changed, and things that I used to take for granted have become ambiguous.
When Yu Shan Zhaodeng opened the map, the system in front of him suddenly flashed. He thought the system had updated the task or had some changes, but after opening it, there was no change.
Miyama Asato stared at the non-existent system panel in front of him for a while. Furukaya Rei beside him seemed to have noticed something was wrong and called out his name tentatively: "Asato?"
The white-haired young man reacted, withdrew his gaze from the system, and looked down at the computer.
It looked like just ordinary distraction, but Fūya Rei still felt that something was wrong and looked at the place where Miyama Asato's gaze had remained for quite some time.
There was nothing there, except for the windshield of a car.
He was inexplicably concerned about this matter, picked up another mobile phone from the side, and said to Yu Shan Chao Deng who was reading the information carefully: "I may not be able to go back tonight.
Can I ask Kazami to feed Haro for me? Does your cat need it? ”()
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The system usually spends the whole day at home watching anime and playing games. When he has nothing to do, he uses his card to buy some strange things, which makes Yushan Chaodeng so happy that he even forgets that he actually has a cat.
I only remember it when I need it, like doing a backflip.
"It doesn't matter, that thing is feeding automatically." Yu Shan Chaodeng tapped his fingers twice on the keyboard and said casually.
Fūya Ling nodded, called Yuya Kazami and told him to go feed Haro. Kazami had a good relationship with Haro before, so he happily agreed and asked him if he could take Haro to stay with him tonight.
Furutani Rei decisively refused, not because he did not trust Kazami or was reluctant to part with Haro, but because he had a very strong possessive desire for things that belonged to him.
Yuya Kazami agreed in frustration. Asato Miyama also finished watching the video and its contents, then turned to Furuya Rei who had hung up the phone and said, "I don't think it's credible."
"But we have to believe it." Fūya Rei said, while Miyama Chaodeng was putting away his computer next to him. "As long as there is a possibility, we have to give it a try."
"Yes." Yu Shan looked up at the sky and accepted the task from the system. Ever since he was punished last time, he would not accept tasks casually.
It's true that the system is very good to him, but what happened last time was too deliberate, so he still has to be cautious.
Then Miyama Chaodeng looked at Furuya Rei and said, "I will go with you."
"I didn't plan to let you in." Furuya Ling said, "I spent the whole afternoon today looking up that place. It's a private museum that displays the collection of a French noblewoman who settled in Japan. It's not open to the public."
"You use your identity as a public security investigator to hold the staff back, and I'll infiltrate. Even if we get caught, I'll be fine with my mission for the organization. You're my... Bourbon's lover, so it's not surprising that you can assist me with my mission."
Miyama Chaodeng's ears were a little hot because of the word 'Bourbon's lover'. He fanned his face casually and said, "Our division of labor is like stealing something."
Most of the world's more famous museum thefts were committed in this way: the thefts involved pretending to be police officers to control the security guards, and then going in to buy things for free.
Furuya Rei was amused by his words and added: "Overall, although this time is quite difficult, it is not particularly dangerous and most people can get out of it safely. After this, I will go with you to find Matsuda."
Miyama Chaodeng remembered the word "dangerous" in the mission description. He wanted to remind his superior but didn't know where to start, so he quickly decided not to completely obey his superior.
"Okay, let's go together." He only agreed halfway.
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When Gin arrived at the nursing home again, he saw Dark Blue Whiskey walking leisurely in a wheelchair pushed by a young nurse in the garden.
He would talk to the women around him from time to time. Shinjuku's top male host could make the nurse smile with just a few words.
Occasionally he would cover his chest and make a painful expression, which made the nurse feel equally distressed.
This is not the first time I have seen him in business. I have to say that the dark blue whiskey is packed
() He seems like a normal person, very considerate. Talking to him is definitely the easiest thing in the world. Even the policeman can chat with him. ()
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What was wrong with his complimenting at the beginning, even if it was the hair? Why did he only compliment the eyes? Gin couldn't sleep well these past few nights.
Brain: Are you asleep?
Gin: ...
Brain: You have very beautiful eyes.
Gin can lie down at three in the morning and open his eyes on time at four in the morning.
It is no exaggeration to say that in his dreams he saw a group of white-haired, yellow-eyed cats surrounding him, meowing non-stop.
“Tsk.”
Gin felt that the two kicks he made on Deep Blue Whiskey that day after he was injured were a little too light. He should have shot him again.
Perhaps his malice was too obvious, Deep Blue Whiskey smiled and said a few words to the nurse. The nurse pushed him in front of Gin, gave Deep Blue Whiskey a sweet smile, and left.
"Did the person ask you to come here?" Dark Blue Whiskey asked with a smile, leaning on the wheelchair, his skin pale under the hospital gown, and a retention needle on the back of his left hand.
Gin gave him a cold look and said, "Since you know it clearly, don't play tricks."
"Trick? There's no need for me to do such meaningless things for him." Dark Blue Whiskey narrowed his eyes, making them look even more elongated.
There were some black spots at the roots of his hair, probably because he didn't have time to take care of his hair in the nursing home.
"My tactics are all overt, otherwise you wouldn't have come." Dark Blue Whiskey laughed and continued, "Gin."
Gin was standing not far away and looking at him. TOPKILLER was wearing his classic black coat, which was tightened at the waist with a belt. His broad shoulders and thin waist made his figure look particularly good.
Deep Blue Whiskey was a little disappointed and said, "You should have worked with me a long time ago. You have such excellent physical fitness..."
The next second, Beretta pointed his gun at him. Dark Blue Whiskey didn't retreat at all, and his smile deepened: "We have known each other for so many years, Gin. Do you really just want to be that guy's dog?"
After saying this, Deep Blue Whiskey also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the gun was not moved away, since Gin did not shoot, it meant that his bet was right.
"Shut your mouth." Gin said fiercely in a gloomy and cold tone.
Dark Blue Whiskey made a zipper-like motion on his lips and looked at Gin with a smile. The organization's TOPKILLER turned around and left, and the hem of his windbreaker created a rolling cloud behind him.
"If I didn't refuse, I won."
He and Gin didn't have much friendship, they just knew each other for a long time. They entered the organization at about the same time, and seeing his miserable state, Gin couldn't help but feel sad for the man no matter how loyal he was to him.
He didn't need Gin to turn against that gentleman, just a little hesitation would be enough.
Deep Blue Whiskey pushed the wheelchair in the direction he had just gone. There was a flower wall with roses climbing on sparse iron frames.
() If he tries hard, it shouldn't be particularly difficult for him to get out with his physical condition.
Ai.
Dark Blue Whiskey began to regret not practicing physical skills properly. He thought his brain was more useful and never wanted to do rough physical activities. When he was a teenager, he was beaten up by Gin, but he recovered. When he was in his twenties, he tried to ambush Scotland, but was beaten back by the opponent. He also found ways to get back on track again and again.
Later, he was knocked to the ground by the white-haired kitten, but he didn't think anything of it.
It was only now, when he needed to find a way to escape on his own, that he finally discovered the benefits of Taijutsu.
"Mr. Hirosue?"
The nurse's voice came from behind. Although Deep Blue Whiskey was hinting at a date, he sometimes couldn't remember the other person's name, like now.
But this kind of thing has never been a problem for the male PR. He smiled and stretched out his hand. The nurse blushed and placed her hand in his palm.
"My beautiful little kitty, I haven't seen you for so long. I'm already missing you."
Dark Blue Whiskey decided on the first place to go after leaving.
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According to Fūya Reiichi's original plan, Miyama Asato entered the venue first and was stopped by security personnel at the door.
Miyama Chaodeng took out his ID with a serious face and asked to check the museum's qualifications, but the security guard looked at him very suspiciously: "Are you serious?"
She even came over to take a closer look at his ID: "Twenty-three years old, Inspector? Even making false identification is not that exaggerated."
It was the first time that Miyama Chaodeng's identity as a police officer was doubted, and it was also the first time he encountered someone who didn't even trust his ID. He couldn't point to the steel stamp and number and ask the person to check, which would put him in a passive position.
The authority of an official must be clearly demonstrated and must not be questioned.
Yu Shan's face turned cold and he repeated his request: "I am a police officer, here to check your qualifications and certificates."
His face was somewhat convincing. After all, he was certified by the Vongola, and he looked like a plainclothes cop even in a mafia uniform. The security guard softened his tone and said, "It's not that I don't believe you. A policeman just came and said he was from the fire department and wanted to check our qualifications. You..."
Yushan Chaodeng is real except for the public security, everything else is fake. Hearing such news, he did not panic, and said calmly: "Take me there."
The security guard had nothing to say and became much more serious. He took Yu Shan Chaodeng and walked towards the office.
"Shangmu, there's another police officer here who wants to check our ID." The security guard pushed open the door and said to the people in the office.
The three people inside raised their heads at the same time. The faces of two of them were very familiar. When they heard this voice, their expressions became a little too serious, but they relaxed when they saw Yushan Chaodeng.
"Inspector." The policeman with longer hair took the lead and stepped forward, bowing slightly to Yushan Chaodeng. The curly-haired policeman next to him was a little slow and also came forward to greet him.
"Inspector Miyama, we have completed part of the investigation."
Asato Miyama is young but has a high police rank, so he is often addressed with honorifics by people older than him. However, it is different with Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara. In his opinion, these two people are in the same position as Mr. Fūya and are his seniors, so it is a bit strange to be addressed like that.
But he also knew that this was an act. Although they had not discussed it in advance, the clever Kenji Hagiwara figured out what to do in just the few seconds after he came in.
There is a high probability that Jinpei Matsuda told him that he was with Mr. Furiya, and he knew that Mr. Furiya had a special identity. Since he was here, Mr. Furiya must be nearby, so he cooperated with him to delay time.
"I see."
Yu Shan Chao Deng nodded slightly, with the arrogance and dignity of a superior, and was escorted by the two men to the main desk in the office, where he responded to him from the side.
Kenji Hagiwara was half hunched over and explaining something to Asato Miyama in a very appropriate voice. Matsuda, who was standing next to him, was not sure what to say, but was standing behind Asato Miyama and rubbing his shoulders.
Asato Miyama: ...Matsuda-senpai's acting was a bit too much, this is clearly a black policeman!
But Jinpei Matsuda was having a lot of fun, asking him from time to time if the strength was appropriate, which made it difficult for Asato Miyama to speak.
About five minutes later, Yushan Chaodeng suddenly threw the document in his hand onto the table. The two people standing in the office were startled. Yushan Chaodeng said with a cold face: "Call everyone in the library over."
"Eh? Now?"
In addition to massaging shoulders, Matsuda Jinpei found a new use for his skills. He imitated the vicious tone in the TV series and said, "Didn't you hear me? Go now!"
The words of Matsuda, who was wearing sunglasses, were much more oppressive than his. The two men ran out in a hurry, leaving three people in this office.
During the few days that Kenji Hagiwara was in Yokohama, he had already discovered that something was wrong. After comparing the information with Jinpei Matsuda who had learned about the new case, they drew several ranges. This was the first place.
Originally, I could have left after confirming that this was not the criminal's hiding place, but then I met Miyama Asato and the others, so I decided to stay and help them.
Jinpei Matsuda looked around the room and cut the surveillance wire in the corner with a pair of scissors he carried with him. Carrying a pair of scissors with him was a little outrageous, even for a bomb disposal police officer.
The last time he saw him was when he was in college, volunteering at a basketball game to earn credits. On a staircase, he saw the red-haired student council president from his junior high school taking a pair of scissors from the green-haired vice-president and cutting his bangs while talking.
Those people were all from the basketball team, but now they were wearing uniforms of different schools. Miyama Chaodeng felt a little sad when he saw them.
As a result, he was noticed by Akashi Seijuro, who greeted him with a smile, as if he had not done anything extremely childish just now.
"Miya... classmate, right?" Akashi Seijuro looked at him, and then those basketball team classmates who were all famous in junior high school looked at him, and Miyama Asato really wanted to run away.
He always broke records in every school sports meet. At that time, many sports clubs invited him to join, and occasionally there were competitions with other schools. Those whose own clubs were relatively poor would ask him for help in the competition.
Among them, Akashi was the most persistent one. Miyama Asato was preparing for further studies at that time, and he basically didn't go to class, and studied in the library every day. Akashi accompanied him to study, and gave him the key to the student union so that he could go there at any time, which made Miyama Asato think that Akashi Seijuro wanted to make friends with him.
In the end, I did so much just to invite him to join the basketball team.
'good
It's been a while, and judging from your appearance, you must have succeeded. Akashi Seijuro seemed to be more assertive than before and asked with great confidence.
"The one who was in the same class with Kise before, right?"
It can only be said that he is socially phobic. Midorima Shintaro next to him also remembered him and casually asked which school he was in now.
'Todai.'
The answer was given by Akashi, and Miyama Asato could only humbly say "Excuse me" on the side. The tall boy who was threatened by Akashi with scissors almost spit out something.
"Kise is in the same grade as us, right? Why is he in college while we are in the first year of high school?"
The boy with light blue hair standing next to him, who was almost invisible when he didn't speak to that person, said: "If I remember correctly, he should be in the second grade, right?"
…
Seeing Miyama Chaoto staring at the scissors that Matsuda Jinpei was holding, Hagiwara Kenji smiled and said, "In addition to scissors, Jinpei also carries a set of screwdrivers with him."
Miyama Asato was awakened from the memories brought back by the scissors and let out an "eh".
"That's not true." Matsuda Jinpei was quite unconvinced and took out a screwdriver from his pocket, one flat head and one cross head, which were to replace the handle. "There are only two. Don't listen to what Hagi says."
Jinpei Matsuda put the screwdriver back into his pocket. He was wearing a suit, but his pocket didn't bulge at all after putting the screwdriver in. He still looked as handsome as ever.
"Today I was praising you in front of the juniors for your high emotional intelligence and good speaking skills, but it seems that you are nothing special." Matsuda Jinpei shook his head and said in pretended disappointment.
Hagiwara Kenji raised his eyebrows and said to him seriously: "Take back what you said!"
Matsuda Jinpei: “?”
He leaned close to You Xunran's ear and said in a voice that the three people present could hear clearly: "I have high emotional intelligence, don't embarrass me."
"Pfft." Jinpei Matsuda laughed out loud.
Even Yushan Chaodeng couldn't help laughing. When he laughed, the two people next to him stopped what they were doing and looked at him, which made him serious. "What's wrong?"
The senior with high emotional intelligence immediately raised his hand and said, "I remembered something sad."
The senior who was carrying a pair of scissors beside him also said, "I also remembered the sad things."
Miyama Chaodeng looked at them and blinked: "What?"
"I pulled out the thorns from the cactus on my childhood table," Matsuda Jinpei said seriously, "Shinjo said it might not live much longer."
Hagihara Kenji: "?"
He quickly turned serious, "I also accidentally revealed the location of the adult magazine that I bought recently. It was hidden in the blue quilt in the middle of the second layer on the left side of his closet."
Matsuda Jinpei: “???”
"Huh? You didn't?"
"Of course I don't need it. There are many cute girls willing to date me."
"So what's hidden under the pudding dog's belly in the toy box under your bed?"
"…How did you know that?!"
The two of them started bickering casually. It turned out that they had a very good relationship. They were still arguing at first, but later they talked about their ideal type. The two exchanged glances, and Hagiwara Kenji pretended to ask about Miyama Asato next to him: "Asato,
Do you have an ideal type? ”()
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The unexpected straight ball left both of them at a loss.
Even the senior with high emotional intelligence was speechless for a long time, while Yushan Chaodeng walked to the door of the office, listened attentively for a few seconds, and said to the two people: "They are coming soon, can we leave this to the seniors?"
"Oh, no problem." It was Matsuda Jinpei, who had just had lunch with him at noon, who answered first, "That guy didn't ask you to come over, did he?"
Jinpei Matsuda and Rei Furuya spent the most time together in the police academy, and he understands a little bit about the other's motivations.
Yushan turned to Deng and nodded slightly: "Please keep it a secret, senior."
The white figure disappeared behind the door. Hagiwara Kenji patted Yukunran on the shoulder and said, "Asato looks well behaved. As expected, he was taught by Zero. He is smart."
"That guy didn't teach me that, did he?" Matsuda Jinpei put away the relaxed expression he had when facing Kokunran, and faced the other staff members who were coming in, and complained to Kokunran in a low voice, "So when will the government give it to me?"
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After receiving the signal, Rei Furuya put on a hat and a mask and sneaked into the private museum.
According to his experience, if there is a secret room in such a place, it is usually underground, so the first place that Furuya Zero went to was the bottom floor.
The underground floors are usually more humid than those above and are not very suitable for storing collections, so the basement of this museum is used to store unused items like most others.
Furiya Rei didn't meet anyone along the way, and tried his best to avoid surveillance and sneak into the underground. Although it was inevitable that he would miss a few people, but now no one saw him, and it would be the same to delete the surveillance afterwards.
However, as soon as he walked in, he saw his adjutant standing next to an antique candle lamp. The light of the flame was much warmer than the light of modern lighting, and the tone was also warm. Yushan Chaodeng stood there, and the light of the flame gave his hair a light golden color.
There is such a warm word in the name of Yushan Chaodeng. The word "deng" written as "deng" does not seem as profound as the original meaning of the name, but the lamp that illuminates only one person brings a sense of joy that belongs to oneself.
Hearing the voice, Miyama turned to the lamp, flames flickering and dancing in his golden eyes. He smiled at Furuya Rei and said, "Senior Hagiwara and Senior Matsuda are here, so I came over."
"Didn't I ask you to stay outside?" Fūya Ling frowned and said, "It's more convenient for me to move alone."
He regretted saying this and tried to make amends, "Two people are too big a target, I..."
He didn't think that Yushan Chaodeng was not capable enough, but this time it might be very dangerous and not as easy as he said.
The signal came out at noon. It was not there at first, but suddenly appeared. This situation was too much like a trap. But even though he knew it was a trap, the bait on it was the head of the organization, which was too attractive. He had to step on it.
The reason for bringing Yushan Chaodeng with him was simply because his adjutant was the only person around him who would not hinder him and could also give him support. Letting the other party go with him was indeed a good choice, but it was too risky.
Yushan Chaodeng's gaze shifted slightly. His behavior was indeed a bit nitpicking, but he remembered the description of the system task, because of this he had to come here.
Especially since the person opposite him might be the former host, and also the head of the organization, Miyama Asato felt that if something really happened, he could also sell the system in exchange for Mr. Fūya's safety.
"I only agreed to be with you, I didn't agree to anything else."!
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