Chapter 32 He is actually an undercover agent!!
…
Miyagawa Ryo did not go to Miyano Akemi's place. If he went there now, he would not be able to do anything and would also attract Gin's attention.
The most important thing for him to do now is to get the code as soon as possible, just as he promised to Akemi Miyano.
After receiving the questionnaire, Miyakawa Ling returned to the safe house first.
Four undercover agents followed him to the safe house.
During the time they were on the journey, some strange changes took place in their bodies. The injuries they had suffered did not heal, but the wounds no longer worsened and the pain was gone.
Miyakawa Ling's safe house was not absolutely safe, so he still did not say anything, but took out a notebook and wrote on it.
[Seniors, I am Public Security Police Officer Miyakawa Ryo, and I have been ordered to infiltrate the Black Organization. The system has already told you the rules of the relevant "horror game", which are all true. You can completely trust me and the system.]
public security……?
The four undercover agents saw the words above and were shocked when they recalled Miyakawa Ling's performance in front of Chianti just now.
Is he undercover? ?
Although they were still alive, they already knew that the young man in front of them was not loyal to the organization, but they did not expect that he was actually an undercover agent! !
The undercover agent is so arrogant!
"You did a good job." After a moment's silence, a man said with relief.
No one would suspect that Miyagawa Ryo was an undercover agent, because even those who were rescued never thought about it in this direction.
Miyakawa Ling smiled and continued writing: [You can leave now, but after leaving, you will not be able to send messages back, and your country and colleagues will assume that you are dead. You can only become people who live in the sun and have nothing to do with darkness.]
"We already understood this before we signed the agreement."
"Yes, Miyagawa-kun, it is impossible for us to leave and completely stay out of this war."
After undergoing tough training that ordinary people could hardly imagine, they made up their minds to abandon their past and then joined the Black Organization.
Now, they have a chance to help Miyakawa Ryo in secret, so how could they leave?
They can't sleep peacefully unless they see the organization's demise, even if they leave.
Miyakawa Ryo was not surprised by this result. No one who came to be an undercover investigator was someone who would seek a comfortable life.
[Then, from now on, I'll trouble you all to help me. ]
【The system is my opportunity, and it belongs to all of us. 】
[The organization will definitely be wiped out in this generation. ]
Looking at Miyagawa Lingkang's powerful handwriting, several undercover agents from different countries actually felt that he had beliefs that were no less than their own.
"Yes, we will." They looked at each other with the same firm expression.
After the communication was completed, the FBI undercover told everyone that his name was Victor.
"Miyagawa-kun..." Victor asked, "Do you know anyone in the FBI?"
Miyakawa Ling thought of his strange words and eyes before, and knew that this was the reason: [I don’t know you, senior, why are you asking? ]
"I came here as an undercover agent two years ago. Before that, I saw your childhood portrait inside the FBI. Although I don't know who released it, many people who were doing missions today saw it and are helping to keep an eye out for it."
[Looking for me? Two years ago?] Miyagawa Ling thought about it, but could not find any relevant memories.
"Yes." Victor asked, "Do you have any relatives or friends who have joined the FBI? He lost contact with you, and I think he must be very worried."
[But... no.] Miyakawa Ling blinked and asked in confusion: [Is that person looking for me?]
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Victor smiled helplessly: “If I wanted you, I wouldn’t just ask you to help find you.”
But even if he said that, Miyagawa Ryo couldn't think of any possible candidates.
Someone inside the FBI is looking for him.
This person is most likely not just an ordinary detective, otherwise the news would not have spread so widely.
The foreign woman whom Miyagawa Ling had seen not long ago suddenly flashed through his mind.
If you think about it carefully, he was not wearing a mask in the bookstore, and the first time the woman saw him, there seemed to be some emotion in her eyes.
At the time he thought he was being suspected, so he didn't think much about it, but now he thinks... maybe it's more than just suspicion?
[Senior Victor, do you know a female FBI? She has short blond hair, light blue eyes, and wears a pair of square-framed glasses.]
Victor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I have no impression... Could she be the one looking for you?"
[No, I'm just a little confused, just asking.]
It seems that in a short period of time, it will be difficult to figure out who is looking for him.
Maybe that woman knows something. I can try to test her next time I meet her.
After this topic was over, Miyakawa Ling discussed with the four people and decided to let them collect intelligence in the organization for the time being.
——What better way to collect intelligence than from ghosts?
No one could see them or hear them speak.
Even if they flipped through the data, they would be automatically ignored because they were considered bugs in the eyes of the organization members.
After the four people left, Miyagawa Ryo took out the questionnaire that Ethan Hondou had given him and looked at it again.
He asked Ethan Bentang to collect these, of course not just to scare people, he wanted to find some clues.
Miyagawa first found the questionnaires of Ethan Hondou and several other people who had seen him kill people and looked through them carefully.
After reading it, he concluded something:
First of all, the first-person participants of these horror games will have nightmares on the night they experience the game. The nightmares are different, but they are all related to the horrific murder scenes during the day.
In the dream, they could not resist and could only be killed in the same way. The pain was very real.
Secondly, when these people subsequently killed people, they would occasionally hallucinate the scene of Miyagawa killing people, or the unrecognizable dead standing beside them.
This is very scary.
In the end, almost everyone suffers from "homicide fear", but the degree varies.
——He seemed to know why Gin had a fear value.
…
For a period of time after that, Miyagawa Ling was extremely busy. He had to complete the tasks assigned by the organization and take over Ethan Hondo's murder mission. The mission mentioned by Chianti told him some information, and Rum also deliberately hinted at other clues for him... All these needed to be investigated and prepared.
The most important thing is that he needs to get a useful three-choice option to use in this code mission.
So, Miyagawa Rei is really so busy that Gin has to praise him whenever he sees him.
"This won't end well for you!"
After completing another mission, facing the victim's words full of hatred and curses, Miyagawa Ling turned around calmly.
This man was not a good person and would not die, so he did not feel any guilt or self-blame.
The victim's cell phone fell to the ground, and Miyagawa picked it up and prepared to deal with it.
The screen is on, with the number of "Dad" marked on it, calling him.
After a long time, the call was not connected and the other party hung up.
Therefore, when Miyagawa Ryo picked up the phone, the first thing he saw was the time and date on the screen.
October 17, 6:13 am.
October 17th.
In other words, it has been almost a month since the graduation from the police academy.
When realizing this, Miyagawa Ling was stunned for a moment.
He missed Zero and everyone's graduation ceremony.
And missed out on the future they chose.
...It's such a pity that I didn't get to see that scene.
Miyagawa Ling lowered his eyes, and the curve at the corner of his mouth that he had just pretended to have was slowly flattened.
He is not often dominated by emotions, but when he occasionally recalls past memories, he always feels an especially heavy sense of oppression.
It's not like he has any regrets or depression. Miyagawa Ryo just feels that he is always missing out, which makes him very lonely deep down.
"Bang!"
A gunshot startled Miyakawa Ling, and he reflexively dodged to the side, but the bullet still grazed his face.
Feeling a burning pain on his cheek, Miyagawa Ling looked coldly in the direction of the shooting.
I was careless.
The danger of an organization's mission is not always on the surface, but hidden in unknown darkness. It will only show its fangs when it takes action.
“Another goal has to be added.”
He wiped the blood off his face and walked out of the room.
Ten minutes later, Miyagawa Ling returned to the car, simply treated the wound on his face, and drove to the next destination.
Just now, he received a new text message from Rum.
The mission information given by Chianti was very vague. It only said that several people were to be killed, and no one even knew who the target was. The information given by Rum was much more important. Miyagawa Ryo almost immediately smelled the scent of impending storm.
The mission was to start on the 20th, and it was too late to receive this information. Miyagawa Ling felt heavy-hearted and drove very fast.
He went to many places throughout the day. This time he was not going to kill anyone again, but to collect intelligence and look for clues.
But the gains were modest.
It was not until the evening of the third day that Miyagawa Ryo set his sights on a woman.
Unsure, he did not make any move but followed the woman into a restaurant.
The woman looked a little anxious and fidgety, but she tried hard to act as if nothing had happened. She just made a lot of small movements like checking her watch, touching her bag, looking around, etc.
The more Miyakawa Ling looked at her, the more suspicious she seemed to him. However, this woman might also be a disguise. If he acted rashly, he would only fall into the trap of the person behind the scenes.
He remained motionless, sat at a table not far from the woman, and ordered a meal.
"Please enjoy your meal." After serving Miyakawa Ling's meal, the waiter hesitated and finally said, "You should take care of your health while studying."
Miyakawa Ling replied in a somewhat introverted manner: "Thank you."
The waitress smiled politely and then left.
The reason why she said this was because of Miyagawa Ryo's outfit today -
Because the injuries on his face were too conspicuous, Miyagawa Ryo still wore a mask today, but he also wore black contact lenses to cover up his eye color.
In order not to arouse the target's vigilance, Miyagawa Ling put on a set of... school uniform.
Today is the weekend and students are on holiday, so it is not out of place to wear school uniforms.
No matter who you are, when you see someone in school uniform, your first thought is naturally a student.
Therefore, the waitress mistook Miyagawa Rei for a student who often stayed up late, did not get enough rest, and was not in good health.
The reason why there is such a long prefix is because Miyagawa Ling has been so busy recently that he has not had a good sleep and even skipped meals. His complexion is not very good, and the dark circles under his eyes are particularly conspicuous on his pale skin.
The whole person looks listless, sickly and underage.
The kind that makes people lose their vigilance no matter where it is placed.
"But that's different. I also want to solve cases like Sherlock Holmes..."
"I know. You've told me this many times, Shinichi."
As the boys and girls passing by were chatting, Miyakawa Ling raised his hand, unhooked one side of the mask, and prepared to take it off.
——It’s really eye-catching if you wear it while eating.
The injured side of his face was facing the wall, so he was not worried about anyone seeing it.
——Okay, now I’m worried.
In the distance, two figures walking in together looked particularly familiar.
Miyakawa Ling froze, then quickly put on the mask.
It was a completely subconscious reaction, so fast that it left an afterimage.