Deception
"Forty years ago..." Rum's tone was full of nostalgia. It was a long time ago for the second-in-command. "Not to mention Mescal now, even his father was still a little kid at that time. Well, if it was twenty years ago, it might still be possible..."
It seems that the information that the code name Mescal is inherited is indeed correct. Holding the phone, Rei Furuya secretly noted that Mescal has followed the Boss for too long, so long that as long as he can get to the level of a code name member, he can guess that there must be a family behind him that specializes in serving Karasuma Renya. "Is that the previous Mescal?" He carefully maintained his tone of inquiry as an intelligence dealer should have, "I remember he died nineteen years ago..."
And he died because of your negligence, Curacao pointed this out clearly at the time, Furuya Rei recalled her words, the heterochromatic girl did not give her boss any face at all at the time, which proved that Rum also thought so, or... was this the consensus of the top leaders of the organization?
"He is a very capable person, a talent discovered by an old guy in the Lighthouse Country," Rum answered evasively, "He got a code name in just a few years, and even left his bloodline in the organization." The young boy has not inherited the code name yet, and can only watch the couple lovingly hugging their daughter under the protection of his father. Mescal's mother inherited more of her father's appearance, and there are not many genes from the mother's side from Japan. "His wife's father has a fondness for him and gave him the code name 'Mescal'..."
Is it equivalent to adopting a son as a son-in-law? Although he is a mixed-race, he is a typical Japanese person at heart. He calculated in his mind that he has strong strength and is a beacon countryman. He has gained a certain status in the organization by relying on his wife's relationship...
Bourbon's fist hardened as he thought about it. This sense of déjà vu made him want to beat up an FBI agent to vent his anger. "You mean..." He suppressed his anger. At least Mescal's father didn't kill his partner. Furiya Rei comforted himself with a few words. It was still better than the bottle of whiskey mixed with water (just a little, as big as a fingernail). "Could what happened at Huiren Society 20 years ago be related to him?"
"...Williams Blake." Rum was silent for a while before slowly giving a name. "You can continue to use the previous channel."
"Come and investigate this name."
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"Kenji, Matsuda," Ishii Kazuki stood in front of his classmates with a cup of coffee. If Natalie hadn't been unwell recently and Date Kou hadn't accompanied her to the hospital, the three of them might have been stuck on this road. His expression was unusually serious. "I have a very important question for you."
"What's wrong, Ikki-chan?" Seeing his classmate's serious look, Hagiwara Kenji touched his chin and guessed, "Is it the case of the Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, but it has been..." transferred to the Public Security Bureau. In theory, they can't intervene anymore. "Or do you have any clues about the six corpses case?"
"This guy often stays up all night excited about a case," Matsuda Jinpei glared at his best friend unhappily, "So it's all you, Hagi, who's causing all this trouble? Is it another legal aid issue for Ono Apartment?" He spread his hands and pushed Hagiwara Kenji, who stumbled. "Clerical work is Hagi's job. If all else fails, he can sell his body and trick a few people into coming..."
"No," Ishii Kazuki shook his head. His expression was completely devoid of his usual frivolity, and his brown eyes were full of seriousness. "Neither."
"Ah..." Hagiwara Kenji stabilized his body and mercilessly hit back at Matsuda Jinpei with his elbow, "Isn't it a work matter? Kenji-chan doesn't know..." Looking at the expression of the person opposite, he couldn't help swallowing, "Is it a big deal, Ikki..."
"Hey," Matsuda Jinpei's frown was hidden behind his sunglasses, "Just tell me if you have anything to say." His mind quickly recalled Ishii Kazuki's recent situation. Apart from the usual overwork (the norm in the Metropolitan Police Department), he couldn't think of anything special. "Just tell me if you have anything to say. This guy and I will find a way to help you solve it."
"Actually..." In the atmosphere that was becoming increasingly solemn, Ishii Kazuki spoke slowly, "Don't you think that the recent trend set by Investigation Section 2 is very unpleasant?"
"That Kaito Kidd, is his professional ability better than mine?"
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