"Sir, these two are the bombers." Then he threw the two people who were tied up together to the ground.
The two men were about thirty years old, one with a buzz cut and the other with semi-long hair. The one with the buzz cut had a strong build, while the one with semi-long hair wore a pair of glasses. Both of them looked dusty at this moment.
They were obviously not very smart and could not see the situation clearly. They were still threatening Rum, "Let us go quickly. We have another bomb planted somewhere. If you don't let us go, the bomb will explode when the time comes. Hundreds of people will die and the police will give you trouble!"
Before Rum could do anything, Miyazaki Ren stepped forward and kicked the man in glasses hard in the chest. "How dare you! Who gave you the right to speak to the gentleman so loudly?"
Rum patted Miyazaki Ren's shoulder and motioned him to leave. Although he looked fierce and stern, he was very satisfied in his heart. Brandy was really a good boy.
The buzz cut guy was a little scared and whispered the glasses guy's name, "Tanimura, stop talking. They don't seem to be good people."
The man in glasses was kicked by Miyazaki Ren and couldn't speak for a long time. He could only breathe heavily. But after hearing what his companion said, he still forced himself to say: "Why, do they dare to kill people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rum took out a wooden hammer from his pocket, and "bang!" The man in glasses was hit in the thigh by a bullet and let out a painful wail.
"Time is money. I ask you questions, and you answer them. Stop talking nonsense." Rum blew into the muzzle of his gun. "Why did you plant a bomb here? Who ordered you to do that?"
The man with glasses was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. The man with the crew cut was shaking with fear and said in a trembling voice, "We originally wanted to steal some materials from the chemical plant to make bombs and rob a bank... Then we thought of stealing here, and found that luxury cars often came in and out here. We felt a little scared to rob a bank, so we decided to practice here first."
As a conspirator, Rum didn't believe the buzz cut man's words, so he fired again. The bullet grazed the buzz cut man's cheek and hit the floor beside him. The buzz cut man shivered all over, his penis became wet, and the smell of some kind of physiological reaction filled the room.
Vermouth turned his head away in disdain, and Rum frowned. Miyazaki Ren immediately handed over the handkerchief. Rum nodded at him, took the handkerchief, and covered his mouth and nose with it.
Looking at the two cowardly men with disgust, thinking that it was because of such an idiot that he lost face in front of the boss and was even laughed at by Vermouth, Rum was furious. "Bang, bang, bang", in an instant, the man with a crew cut was blasted into a sieve by the bullets.
"I'll give you one more chance to tell me your purpose."
Seeing his companions die tragically, the man with glasses turned pale. "When we were stealing materials, we found out that they were conducting secret experiments here. We thought that if this place was stolen, we would not dare to make it public, so we robbed here. We really don't know anything else. Please, let me go, I won't tell anyone anything. I can also make bombs. Let me do anything!"
Seeing that the man with glasses was using bomb making as a means of survival, Rum sneered. He rarely said a word, "With all those bombs you made before, do you think you can survive by doing this?"
The man in glasses thought this was a good idea and tried to sell himself. "The ones we used were just ordinary stuff. I kept the really powerful ones in other places. If something goes wrong, I will use them to disperse the police force and blow up those evil policemen. Really, please give me a chance, I will bring benefits."
"Blow up the police, good." Rum praised.
Hearing this, Miyazaki Ren's face showed a mixture of hatred and joy, "Damn those policemen, I really want to see their expressions when they are blown away."
"Brandy, restrain your expression. Your current status is not suitable for saying such things." Rum glanced at Miyazaki Ren and said lightly.
"Yes, sir." Miyazaki Ren bowed his head respectfully.
The man with glasses on the ground heard their conversation and seemed to have found a like-minded person. He promoted himself more vigorously, "Those policemen deserve to die. The bomb I made is really powerful. It can suddenly start up when the police think the countdown has stopped, and then blow them up. Please, leave me..."
"It's quite interesting." Rum praised it rarely.
Miyazaki Ren followed suit like a yes-man, "Sir, you are right."
Vermouth closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch. Miyazaki Ren's acting was too realistic, it was a bit too eye-catching.
Seeing that the two were interested in this topic, the man in glasses continued to speak as if he was showing off, "The bomb was placed in an apartment in Beika-cho 2-chome. There are many people living there. It can not only kill the police but also many other people..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Rum, "Where did you say you put the bomb?"
The man in glasses was confused. "Minsheng Apartment, Beika-cho 2-chome."
Rum's face darkened. He shouted at the black-clad strong man standing beside him: "Right now, take this idiot and dismantle the bomb!"
That place was one of the safe houses for fake identities, and there was a lot of important information in it. Rum looked at the man with glasses as if he were a dead person. This man was a conflict with him, so he couldn't keep him even if he had some talent.
The black-clad sturdy man took the order and carried the man with glasses out. Miyazaki Ren quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Rum, "Mr. Rum, let me go down and kill the man who is causing you trouble."
Rum took two sips of water and suppressed his anger. He enjoyed Miyazaki Ren's hospitality very much, but he still said in a pretentious manner, "You don't have to do this kind of thing yourself. You just need to complete the boss's task well."
Miyazaki Ren shook his head, "Mr. Rum's affairs are not trivial to me." As if he remembered something, his face was full of admiration and gratitude, "If it weren't for Mr. Rum, I would have died long ago, and there would be no life now. Mr. Rum's words are the direction for me to move forward. I will work hard, please don't..."
At the end, Miyazaki Ren seemed unable to continue, and choked with tears.
Seeing Miyazaki Ren's "true feelings", Rum remembered the Christmas gift he gave himself in advance - a life-size painting. In the painting, he was wearing a well-made suit, holding an exquisite and gorgeous cane, and there was a red-eyed crow on his shoulder. He must have admired him terribly, otherwise how could he draw such a painting? Rum became more and more certain that this child understood his thoughts.
Even though he is the second in command of the organization, there are very few people who are as sincere as Miyazaki Ren and think about what he wants. Miyazaki Ren not only sends him various handmade gifts during festivals, but also sends him text messages from time to time to ask about his health. But now he cannot reveal his ambitions and cannot respond to his fanatical worship.
Thinking of this, Rum's eyes became gentler, "Brandy, because you just scored with your left foot, your quarterly bonus will be doubled."
"Mr. Rum——" Miyazaki Ren's eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed to be very moved.
"Tsk," Bermode couldn't stand the two people's sticky appearance and asked impatiently: "Rum, didn't the gentleman say he had something to tell us? Don't waste my time."
This woman is really witless. If that gentleman hadn't spoiled her! One day, he...
Rum was a little unhappy that his show was interrupted, but considering Belmode's special status in the organization, he swallowed his anger. "In February, the government will hold an important meeting. Many politicians who cooperate with the organization will attend. They hope that the organization can send people to protect them. According to the instructions of that gentleman, this mission will be carried out by the two of you and Campari, with Campari as the main person. I will send the specific plan to your email."
"Campari." Miyazaki Ren repeated the name, gritting his teeth, "He is not trustworthy at all. He is just a running dog of the government. He just wants to use the organization--"
"Brandy!" Rum interrupted Miyazaki Ren with a sharp voice, "This is what that gentleman ordered. Do you want to disobey? Cooperate with Campari."
Miyazaki Ren lowered his head unwillingly, "Even if it's him, for Mr. Rum, I will try my best to cooperate."
Seeing him like this, Rum smiled with satisfaction, and said in a gentle tone: "Brandy, you are still too young. The higher your position in the Metropolitan Police Department, the less time Campari will have to wait for. By then..."
Everyone present understood what Rum was going to say. Campari was unruly and the organization was not confident about him, but they had to tolerate him for a long time because the police were weak. That was why Miyazaki Ren was sent to the Metropolitan Police Department as an undercover agent.
Compared to Campari, Miyazaki Ren grew up in the organization, needs to rely on the organization's technology to survive every quarter, and has a grudge against the government, so he is easier to control and there is no need to worry about him rebelling.
After giving a few more instructions, Rum received a phone call and left in a hurry.
Both Vermouth and Miyazaki Ren had sullen looks on their faces, but only after they were far away from the chemical plant did they change their expressions.
"Sweetheart, you have grown up and are now so good at acting."
Rubbing her cheeks, Miyazaki Ren put on an innocent look and said, "What are you talking about, Bermode? I really admire Mr. Rum."
Bermode raised his eyebrows and said, "Next, Gin's gift to you."
Miyazaki Ren opened the bag and saw the property deed and key to a luxury apartment. "Wuwuwu, I will always love you, big brother!"
"What did you give Gin that made him so satisfied?" Vermouth asked curiously.
"Hey," Miyazaki Ren turned on his phone and beckoned Bermode to come closer, "A Russian original book, and this."
The video playing on the phone was a homemade Rum ghost video made by Miyazaki Ren. It was a Christmas song MV of a sexy female singer from Europe and the United States, whose face was replaced with Rum's using AI technology.
The person in the video was wearing a red and white short skirt and had a seductive figure, but she looked particularly funny with Rum's ugly face on her.
“Hahahahaha~” Bermode laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. After what happened in the laboratory that year, none of the three of them disliked Rum. Now that he saw him being pranked like this, he was naturally very happy. “Send me a copy too!”
Miyazaki Ren made an "OK" gesture, but also reminded, "Don't expose yourself."
"Of course~Come on up, sweetheart, I'll take you home."
After returning home, Miyazaki Ren first took a bath to recover from the fatigue of acting all night, and then, in accordance with her character, sent a text message to Rum, begging the respected Mr. Rum to deal with the bastard who dared to cause trouble for Mr. Rum.
Not surprisingly, Rum rejected his request and told him that the garbage had been cleaned up and he should just complete his task and not worry about anything else.
Miyazaki Ren then let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed.
Since the day he started working, he has been planning how to deal with the serial bombers who killed Hagiwara and Matsuda. He finally decided to use Rum to deal with them. After all, he didn't want such a person to escape again and cause a Halloween farce.
Because there are no names of the two people in the comics, and there is a barrier between the two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds, fortunately Miyazaki Ren now works at the Metropolitan Police Department and can retrieve the identity information of all residents in Tokyo.
In the comics, the first crime the two committed was robbing a bank. This shows that the bomber had a need for money and was not someone who had the channels to buy bombs, so he could only have made them himself.
The scope of middle-aged men who have channels to obtain explosive materials and can successfully produce high-level bombs is suddenly reduced a lot.
With the help of big data and references to images in comics, Miyazaki Ren finally locked on two people. He used computer technology to push relevant reports to their mobile phones every day, such as which foreign robbers robbed a large amount of cash from a chemical plant, comparable to a bank, and that Minsheng Apartments was crowded with people and the police were paying attention.
He successfully lured the two men into taking action against the organization's chemical plant, but he didn't expect that the two men would take action while they were talking on the phone with the boss of the winery. It was as if God was on his side.
Thinking of Rum's black face, Miyazaki Ren was in a good mood, humming a song and opening the homemade ghost video again~