Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Let's Go Kill Qin
Feng Jian was still sent to buy a Coke, and all it took was a word from his boss, who was a year younger than him:
"Kazami, go buy some Coke."
"……yes!"
Kazami stood at attention, turned, opened the door, and ran away smoothly. He felt that he could no longer stay with the evil little devil. Look, now even his brain was not working properly - he actually saw Matsuda Jinpei!
Of course, there was no Mexican Coke. Matsuda Jinpei wandered into the convenience store below the hospital and bought a can of Coke and a can of Pepsi, thinking the evil kid might mix the two brands.
Buying Coke was a quick task, but even afterward, Kazami, still clutching the two cans, began to wander aimlessly around the hospital. Even if he wasn't very smart, he knew that Mr. Furuya hadn't just asked him to buy Coke; he was just finding an excuse to send him out.
Look, while he was strolling, he met Jinpei Matsuda who was also strolling.
Sigh! I wonder who will win between the ferocious Mr. Furuya and the evil little devil?
*
"Long time no see."
What Kazami could never know was that the evil brat could also have such an innocent, coquettish expression. Furuya Rei reached up and patted Olga's head, not asking any further questions. He already knew everything about Olga's unlicensed driving and rear-ending the police car from the information Kazami had sent him. And honestly, considering Olga had only been driving without a license and hadn't gotten into anything more serious, Furuya Rei was even somewhat relieved.
So, he just said to Olga: "Be careful no matter what."
Of course, he didn't really believe that Olga had a concussion.
But Olga suddenly changed the subject: "What if it is something I can't control?
Fūya Rei was startled, then lowered his gaze to meet a pair of eyes that looked dark green even in the room. Olga raised her head and looked at him, her eyes slightly crooked, her expression even tinged with an innocent curiosity.
However, her next words were filled with malice that was completely inconsistent with her outward appearance.
"Ah, come to think of it, I was shot twice a few days ago." She held up two fingers. "Two shots."
She grasped Rei's hand, tilted her head slightly, and rested her cheek against his palm. It was a warm, dry hand, slightly calloused. But her deep green eyes remained fixed on Rei's.
"Hey, Zero Zero, after all, I can't be the one getting shot every time. 'We still have to be careful no matter what,' right?"
Furiya Rei was silent for a moment, then smiled silently, and gently stroked the side of Olga's face with his fingertips: "Of course. Thank you, Olya."
Olga was sure that Rei Furuya understood what she meant.
Five minutes ago, what Kazami heard was not the sound of winning a game, but the sound of a text message alert from Shirley.
[Sulli: Regarding the medicine you brought back, there is no problem with its ingredients.]
[Alsace: But?] Read
[Sulli: About 1/4 of the dose is missing.] Read
[Alsace: Hmm...] Read
[Shirley: Eliminate quality control issues during the filling and production process.] Read
[Alsace: Understood.] Read
[Alsace: This is a secret between the two of us.]
[Sulli:?] Read
[Sulli: ???] Unread
At that time, Feng Jian clearly heard Olga laugh, but the next moment he saw her lying on the hospital bed, playing with her cell phone with the screen turned off, and she had no intention of paying any attention to him.
Then, Furuya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei appeared.
After learning that the stolen A drug was missing a quarter of its dose, Olga realized it was definitely the work of Rei Kougu. After all, considering the base's special prevention and control measures for disguised individuals and the security methods, only someone who knew the organization and Vermouth well enough could have made such an arrangement.
Did you expect that the organization would send Vermouth to steal the medicine?
Even the possibility that the medicine might be stolen was taken into consideration.
Humph, you are worthy of being called Lingling.
But like Olga said, it's impossible for her to be the one getting shot every time. What if Gin had teamed up with Vermouth to steal the medicine this time? Or anyone else, or even Vermouth going alone, the fact that the dose was missing by a quarter would definitely be used as a big deal.
At that time, there will inevitably be another round of chaos in the organization with people wondering "Who is the undercover?"
Olga doubted that Rei Furuya had never been to the Public Security Bureau base. In fact, he must have been there many times. Otherwise, how could the organization's security measures be so rigorous? He always liked to do things himself.
Of course, the person who tipped off the organization was not some big shot in the public security department, otherwise it would be impossible for the organization to only know the location of the base but not even get a fake defense map.
But as long as Rei Furuya shows up at that base enough times, there's a chance that he'll be seen by that little traitor in their public security department.
A thousand-mile dam is often breached by a single ant's blood. An insignificant person can often be fatal.
Olga had just warned Rei Furuya to be more cautious in the future. He should avoid public security activities like this if possible.
She was certain that Rei Furuya understood her warning. But would he heed it? Olga sighed. All she could say was that Rei was the most daring undercover agent she had ever met, reckless and lawless.
"Forget it, let's go kill Gin Bar, Zero Zero."
Olga changed the topic so quickly that Furuya Rei didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Fortunately, he and Olga have been together for so many years, and he has his own way of dealing with Olga: "No, Olya."
Ignoring Olga's dissatisfied look, Furuya Ling pushed her back to the bed and tucked the quilt in for her: "Since you are injured, you should take a good rest for a while. As for Gin——"
Furiya Rei brushed Olga's hair away from her eyes and looked into her eyes, which had turned emerald green under the light. "Now is not a good time. Before doing anything, you need to plan carefully, right?"
Olga curled her lips in displeasure. Similarly, Rei Furuya knew she hadn't listened to him. Olga was the most daring child he had ever met, reckless and lawless.
At this moment, a sudden ringtone rang out, accompanied by a vibration, as if constantly urging anxiously. Furuya Rei picked up Olga's phone from the bedside table and glanced at the caller ID.
Rum.
Olga wailed, rolled over, turned the back of her head towards Furuya Rei, and covered her ears.
Fūya Rei smiled helplessly and clicked the answer button.
Rum's angry voice came through the receiver almost immediately: "Arthas! Where have you been?! I told you to come see me at 1:30, and look at what time it is now!!"
Furuya Rei held the phone away with a hint of disdain. He waited until Rum finished his angry questioning before speaking in a slightly respectful tone, "Mr. Rum, it's me, Bourbon."
There was an eerie silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds. When he spoke again, Rum's voice sounded much calmer.
"Is Arthas with you?"
Coincidentally, at this time, Kazami came back with Jinpei Matsuda, carrying a Coke.
"Um."
While responding to Rum, Furuya Rei took a can of Coke from Kazami, opened the can with one hand, glanced at Olga who was still pretending to be an ostrich, and put the iced Coke on the back of her neck. Seeing Olga shuddering and sitting up from the cold, and snatching the Coke from his hand angrily, Furuya Rei laughed, but his tone was still as calm as ever.
"Arthas was a little unwell, but she's feeling much better now. Do you have something important to see her about? How about I send someone to take her to you now?"
Even the most irritable person couldn't lose their temper with someone as emotionally stable and logical as Rei Furuya. So, Rum simply said, "As soon as possible," and hung up.
Furiya Ling handed the phone to Olga, but saw Olga holding a Coke. The boss said unhappily: "Why didn't you give it to me?"
Olga didn't answer the phone, so Rei Furuya leaned over and stuffed the phone into her sweatshirt pocket. "I have other tasks to do, so be obedient."
As he said this, he rubbed her head again, but Olga angrily hit her with her weak left hand, and she didn't open it.
What other mission? Clearly, it's to catch the petty traitors of the Public Security Bureau. Those low-level traitors are the easiest to catch. All it takes is checking their own and their relatives' domestic and overseas bank accounts, and everything will be clear.
Why does he have to do this kind of thing himself?
Olga didn't like his hands-on approach, and she didn't like the fact that he was carrying out other public security tasks besides being an undercover agent. If he did that, he would be exposed one day, right?
If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.
It seems I have to finish the gin.
Well, after all, Gin was the one in charge of catching the undercover agent? And, luckily, he finally revealed her secret.
Thinking of this, Olga smiled again. Well, if she wanted to kill Gin, it was actually a good thing that Lingling wasn't around. Otherwise, he would definitely stop her, right?
Of course, Rei Furuya would rather have a living Gin than a dead one. But Olga wouldn't let him succeed. Who knows what Gin would say if he was arrested by the police?
*
Olga had to leave for Rum right now, and Kazami, a public security officer, was clearly not allowed to show up. Furuya Rei claimed to have other missions, so—
"Why you again?"
Olga sat in the passenger seat with her arms folded, and the boss was not happy.
In the driver's seat was Matsuda, who was wearing sunglasses. He couldn't help but say, "Hey, you talk like I'm happy to be your driver, Miss."
Olga didn't want to pay attention to him. She just picked up her Coke from the water cup beside her and was about to take a sip when Matsuda Jinpei suddenly braked.
"Hello--!"
In a hurry, Olga had an idea and turned her wrist just before the cola was about to spill on her.
"Hey!" This time it was Matsuda Jinpei who got startled. Fortunately, the light was red, so he could slam on the brakes and frantically grab a tissue to wipe his clothes.
"Who told you to brake so suddenly?"
"It was the car in front that braked first!"
The light was yellow, and Matsuda, true to Americana's habit, was about to hit the accelerator and accelerate through the intersection. Unexpectedly, the car ahead, which was driving very fast, suddenly braked to a stop just before crossing the line.
So in order to prevent a rear-end collision, Jinpei Matsuda had to brake suddenly.
but……
Does that red car in front look familiar?
Matsuda Jinpei didn't think much of it, busy wiping up the Coke Olga had spilled on him. He'd been in America for too long, and hadn't driven in Japan in years, so he wasn't used to the roads.
But Matsuda Jinpei insisted, "It's because you kept talking to me that I was distracted."
In some ways, Jinpei Matsuda was a bit childish. Normally, it was fun to tease him, but Olga wasn't in such a good mood today.
"You are driving without a license."
"Nonsense, I got my driver's license when I was 18!" Matsuda Jinpei didn't notice that Olga was in a bad mood. After all, this was how they usually communicated.
Olga said lightly, "Officer Jinpei Matsuda, who had a driver's license, was killed in an explosion on a Ferris wheel three years ago. Oh, the Metropolitan Police Department even gave him a grave. Do you want me to take you there later?"
Matsuda Jinpei fell silent immediately. He didn't want to visit his own grave.
Matsuda Jinpei dug out a pack of wet wipes from somewhere and muttered, "The organization has to reimburse me for the car wash. After all, I can't get my salary from the Metropolitan Police Department anymore, and the organization doesn't have a fixed monthly salary."
Olga didn't really want to pay attention to him. Just as she was about to remind him that the light was about to turn green, there was a sudden knock on the driver's window. It was a polite knock, not an aggressive one.
Olga first noticed a familiar gray-blue dress suit. She froze for a moment, and just as she was about to say something, Matsuda Jinpei quickly rolled down the window.
"Let me be clear, you guys braked first, and I didn't hit you. The dashcam proves there was at least two inches between our cars!"
This guy was still mumbling with his head down, concentrating on wiping his hands with wet wipes, completely unaware of the strange silence in the air. That was until a voice buried deep in his memory called his attention back:
"Matsuda Jinpei?!"
"Huh?"
Jinpei Matsuda slowly raised his head, like a stuck machine, and turned his head. Then, a face that he would probably never forget appeared in front of him. There was obvious joy and excitement on that face, and even the eyes were red.
Miwako Sato! ! !
This way, everything makes sense. This extreme driving style, this familiar Mazda RX-7...
Matsuda Jinpei was terrified. After a brief moment of shock, he suddenly let out a strange cry and tried to jump towards Olga, but the seatbelt pulled him back into the driver's seat. His frantic actions only resulted in him releasing the brakes.
Then their car slid forward automatically.
So, their car made a "bang" sound, finally slid over the distance of two inches, and successfully rear-ended the red Mazda in front.
Olga held her forehead with one hand. If she told Rum that she had rear-ended two police cars in one day, would he believe it?
At this moment, Matsuda Jinpei had already frantically reached for his Abebe sunglasses and put them back on, finally calming down a bit. He cleared his throat and spoke to Sato Miwako in awkward Japanese mixed with a lot of English:
"I'm Jinpei Matsuda, not you. You've got the wrong person."
As he spoke, he tugged at Arthas beside him and deliberately said loudly in English, "Right, Miss, my name is not Matsuda Jinpei!"
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